Otherworldly Evil Monarch

Chapter 253, no regrets

After the death of Chu Cry, Jun Moxie was waiting for the apprentice of Chu Cry. He is very much looking forward to: After coming to this world, he seems to have only suffered one assassination, that is, the same blow outside the imperial city like a thunder and lightning!

Since then, the assassin has never heard any news or signs, and disappeared completely. It seems that there is no generality in the world. It is Jun Moxie who wants to investigate and cannot find it, but there is always a doubt in his heart. Now I know that he turned out to be a disciple of Chu Cry. Thinking of the guy's body and swordsmanship at that time, Jun Moxie had a hunch: If this kid is well-tuned, the future achievements will definitely be higher than the sow!

So Jun Moxie is really looking forward to it!

In the short term, there will be no more things. The most important goal is to return to the training of the souls of the souls; in the rush of the monarch and the elixir, in the eagle and the wind Nearly abusive training, the power of all the medicinal herbs and elixir is rushed to the extreme, and the strength of the sorrowful soul is like the rocket, and the three hundred people continue to cross the order. Many people have upgraded to the level of the Xuanzang peak; just further, they can take the three great drugs of Jun Moxie and leap again.

By then, the strength of the monarch can only be described as horror!

Everything is ready.

Originally, this kind of extreme cruelty has promoted its own strength, and the limit has tempered the potential of the human body. It is not the right way. In essence, it is even a kind of behavior of drinking and quenching thirst. The members of the Desolation Soul Eater can be in the short term. Great increase, but there is no room for growth, and even due to the limit of the valley, the longevity of the longevity, at any time to promote death!

However, there are endless prescriptions in the hands of Jun Moxie, and there are a huge amount of natural treasures. They can do all the things they don’t have to worry about. They have more than a lot of elixir to rectify them, even if they consume more. It takes only a few days of effort, and the loss of strength can be fully complemented, and even a lot of growth, so that all members have gradually become accustomed to this extremely brutal training cycle.

In addition to the harshness of the training of the genius of the stalker, the monarch is very calm and even warm in other respects.

In the days that followed, Jun Moxie also tried to relax himself and enjoy this peaceful life; he was in love with this unforgettable day.

Because, once the war is revived, I am afraid that since then, this calm day will be hard to find!

All the intelligence news flew like a snow flake, passing the same message: nowhere to find the location of the Blood Sword Hall.

Blood Sword Hall, the most horrible killer organization of Xuan Xuan Road, is like disappearing from the world in the same day, without a trace, all aspects, all the information of all sides, can no longer find!

Even the traces of bit by bit are hard to find. For a terrorist organization that is so famous, this phenomenon is unreasonable to the extreme!

However, Jun Moxie does not think that there is anything unreasonable. The monarch is so strong and rises, and the right person is also a person with great courage. How can he not break his wrist? If you can still find the trace of the blood sword hall is the real unreasonable!

In these days, Jun Moxie often climbed the tower, and in the evening, staring in the direction of the palace for a long time!

Jun Moxie is very clear, the man in the palace, he must know everything that happened here!

There are times when Jun Moxie almost wants to rush into the palace directly, grab the man, and then use the fascinating decree to tell him the truth! However, Jun Moxie is not willing to do this.

It’s not impossible, but... If you get the truth like this, it’s too cheap for him!

The price of hatred of the monarchy has only one commandment of him... How can it be repaid?

There are many things in this world that are more uncomfortable than death. I look forward to using your residual life and taste it.

A day that is too calm is often the silence before the storm.

On this day, Jun Moxie scorned the shackles and walked into the small courtyard where the Qing Han lived alone. The snow is innocent, and a silver dress is wrapped in it; and Jun Moxie is a light green robes, and the white fox fur sweater is lined with his handsome face, red lips and white teeth, sword eyebrows, slender figure, English is quite aggressive, the standard turbidity son, Beautiful boy.

Naturally, if there is no faint evil between the eyebrows, then it is more perfect...

The young master of the Grand Master is slow and slow to come, just like riding the wind on the moon, not to get dust.

However, there were a total of four women sitting around the courtyard in the gazebo in the courtyard. Seeing that he walked in, he couldn’t help but look at it. In the eyes of the East, there is a proud look in the eyes: this is my son, a good character!

Du Gu Xiaoyi wowed and jumped up, Jiao smiled: "Mo Xie brother, you are so beautiful!"

The cold smoke dream turned over, but also felt that the eyes were bright, but it was the old-fashioned road: "Da, you son, it looks good." Her sister Han Yanyao and Jun have no intention of mutual affection, she naturally rises and follows, Jun did not intend to call the East a big question. However, a 16-year-old little girl speaks in this old-fashioned tone, but it is really ridiculous.

Only the tube was cold and lowered his head, frowning, like thinking about something there, holding a pen in his hand, and constantly writing; it seems that all the spirits have melted into the white table in front of him. In the paper, I did not pay attention to the arrival of Jun Moxie.

Jun Moxie walked over and saw that the white paper was full of symbols, and the original Qing Han was actually composed there.

"What is this song?" asked Jun Moxie.

"It is the Qing Sister who is always with her aunt during this time. She often hears about her uncle's aunt. She is greatly moved by the affection between them. She is willing to compose a song to commemorate the true friendship of this mountain swearing. It has just been completed. I just played it again and it sounded so moving, but I always felt that something was wrong, and I changed it."

The solitary geisha smiled, and the little girl was wearing a pale yellow shirt, a small leather jacket, a pair of small boots, and two white round pompoms, which looked like the most exquisite doll. It is lovable.

"Oh, let me see too." Jun Moxie stood up and stared at it.

"Do you still know the temperament?" The four women looked at him at the same time, and they were surprised.

"It's just a little bit of a pass, it's hard to be elegant." Jun Moxu touched his nose and was modest. Looking at the cold music, I tried to smash and shook my head. "You can't do it. Your song is really sad. The father and mother are the heroes and the heroes and the beautiful men, but this is the same." This true feeling will last forever, and it will not be blocked by any obstacles; it is a generation of good words, not just those who are simply idiots and blame. Your score, or can provoke tears, but does not show the best truth, it is difficult to arouse everyone's biggest I agree that this is the biggest failure."

Guan Qinghan said: "I also thought about this reason. I just discovered this problem because I started to modify it. But I changed it, but I always felt that I couldn’t grasp the marrow, and even worse. a feeling of……"

Jun Moxie thought about it for a while and said: "Let me try it!" He said that the white paper that was in the cold of the tube was collected, and he re-paved one, took the pen in the cold hand and stood at the table. Before, meditation, as if the old man was set.

The Eastern asked his heart and laughed, thinking that his son was playing with treasure, and he was interested in looking at Jun Moxie. The solitary singularity and the cold-smoke dream were also a look of good-looking drama, and he waited for Jun Moxie to make a ugly appearance.

However, it is only through the clearing of the cold that Jun Moxie knows the temperament, and the accomplishment is quite low, and it is only her seriousness and expectation.

For a long while, Jun Moxie spit a long breath and suddenly moved like a pen. The musical symbols that belong to this world appear on the white paper like water, but they bring the music melody from another world...

There is no trace of stagnation, in one go!

When Guan Qinghan took the song, he tried to smash a few words. He felt that his eyes were bright, and he was incredibly widened. He thought again and again. It seemed like a moment, and it seemed to be a long time. Slowly take a tube of jade from the sleeve and put it on the lips. The eyes are staring at the music of Jun Moxie. The sound of the mouth is soft and the sound of the snoring sounds quietly. The voice is very low, and the affection is deep and affectionate. In the song, it is full of interpretation of true love, and there is a deep envy and helplessness, as well as an endless yearning for this sincere feeling...

This song is like a dream! An ethereal and real dream about love, which is most desirable in people's hearts.

Jun Moxie closed his eyes silently, his right hand gently beat the beat, and should play with the songs of the cold, seemingly enjoying, immersed in this piece of music that was once very familiar. The East asked the three people to hear the beautiful music, first surprised, and then involuntarily immersed in, such a beautiful lingering tune, in this world, has never appeared...

Even if there is a good music, there is a end, and after the end of the song, the tube is standing in the cold and holding the jade, and the incredible person who is looking at the "composing" is Jun Moxie; although he has long known that he is familiar with the temperament, but can not Confidence, even more dare to believe that such a sound of nature, he actually did it.

"It's so nice..." Du Gu Xiaoyi opened his eyes, and some nostalgia said: "I have never heard such a deep love song. If I can sing it with the lyrics, I will certainly listen well."

Jun Mo Xie smiled slightly, picked up the brush, and filled in the lyrics under the score, and waved it. Dao: "This song is called ‘no regrets and heart rhyme.'” The heart sighed: In this world, there is no plum blossom three!

The four men gathered around at the same time, and slowly recited in the mouth.

"Red dust has its own infatuation,

Mo Xiao infatuation is too crazy;

If it’s not too cold,

Nade plum blossoms

The advent of what love is,

Straight to teach life and death;

See how many stories are in the world,

The most ecstasy has no regrets..."