The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

The world's Imperial City, prosperous scenery, festival day, the city riverside lights, beauty and talent boating tour, a good picture of the golden age.

In the distance, the young girl with red clothes on her back knocks on the door from door to door, praying for a blessing in this festival.

The people were kind and merciful, and they prayed for blessings. The people were indifferent and mercilessly drove away the uninvited guests.

People are warm and cold, so clear when little girls knock on the door of every house.

With the stars and the moon, the hair is dyed with frost. If you don't know the sound, you still knock sincerely on the door of one family after another to pray for the people behind you.

"Let's go quickly, don't get in the way here, it's really disappointing to have a big holiday"

I don't know how many times she has been rejected, but yin'er leaves silently behind Ning Chen, never wavering, and goes on to the next family.

People's indifference always makes people hate when it's none of their business. However, who thinks that they have the obligation to offer their kindness to others when it's none of their business.

Sound without hate, no resentment, step by step walking in the street, eyes have never looked at the prosperous scenery in the distance.

The cold street, because of its remoteness, is very quiet. It is in sharp contrast to the prosperous riverside city. The lonely figure is so delicate that even at this moment, it is the most helpless person in the world.

In this world, perhaps only the illusory gods and Buddhas can receive so many worships. After all, people are not as good as gods.

"Dong Dong"

in front of the door of another family, yin'er stops and knocks on the door. He is so careful that he is afraid to annoy the host.

Squeak, the door opened, is a pregnant woman, beautiful face, but the light in the eyes is not so friendly.

"Madam, can you pray for my master? A blessing is enough." yin'er looks at the woman in front of her, and her face is full of sincerity.

"Not in the mood, let's go"

the woman said with an unhappy look and immediately slammed the door.

In front of the door, yin'er looks dim. She bows and gives her best wishes to the child to be born. She immediately moves on to the next family.

"Who is it?" In the room, the man's voice rang out and asked.

"A psycho," the woman said impatiently.

Not far away, under the night, the void rippled a little bit. The shadow of a plain white dress appeared. His eyes were closed, and he seldom opened his eyes. Looking at the cold and warm world, he could not help sighing at this moment.

Is such a heavy burden too heavy for the child.

However, if she does not persist, the young man on her back will never wake up.

Tianyu laments why people would rather go all the way to worship the god Buddha who has never given them any help than send a simple blessing to a kind child.

People's heart, sometimes it's colder than the devil.

As the cold wind blows, the plain white shadow disappears in the night, and there is only one little girl carrying the unconscious young man in red on her back in the street, walking alone step by step.

Fireworks lane, people come and go, the world's most extravagant and filthy place, may not sound good, but the world knows, also believe that the actor is merciless, the whore is unjust.

The sound son carries the Phoenix body to pass by, under the light, the delicate small face is full of wind frost, tired hard to cover.

In the attic of fireworks, a woman with thin clothes and light dew saw that she couldn't bear to flash in her beautiful eyes. She took a cup of hot tea from the table and went out.

"Little girl, have a cup of hot tea to warm your body, no charge" the woman handed the hot tea and said softly.

Yin'er took a sip of tea and felt the gradually warm body. She looked at the beautiful woman in front of her eyes with big eyes and said with a smile, "thank you, elder sister. Can you help me pray a blessing for my master? Just a blessing is OK"

the woman looked at the comatose man in red on the girl's back. A touch of brilliance flashed in her beautiful eyes and nodded, "yes"

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"the elder sister wishes your master an early recovery and a peaceful life, and so do you," she said with a gentle look.

"Thank you for your sister, and yin'er wishes her a happy life"

sincerely wish that a little unseen Brilliance will be integrated into the world and women's body. I hope that good and evil will be rewarded, and those who have a good heart will have a happy and healthy life.

Looking at the back of the little girl leaving, the woman sighed softly, turned and walked into the fireworks Pavilion. A smile rose again on her beautiful face to welcome a guest who came here for fun.

Asked ten people, 100 people, 1000 people, people warm and cold, the world, the little girl can see clearly, see through the heart.

When a good person cannot be rewarded well and suffers all his life, who will preside over the justice of the world.

Why are people willing to pay as always to the gods and Buddhas instead of looking at the people around them.

Step by step, the little girl walking in the dark, pondering, puzzled, a breath, unconsciously quietly changing, mood soared, beyond the five calamities, beyond the three calamities, frequent near perfection.On Tianyu peak, Tianyu stands in front of the apricot tree, looking at the change of the little girl in the distance. A strange color flashed on her face. Maybe she has found the person she has been looking for.

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Tianfu star, a vibrant holy land, after the disaster of casting the soul of stars, the holy land of Tianfu, which did not grow any plants, gradually recovered after many years of recuperation.

In the holy land, a woman in a light purple dress is planting flowers one by one in a place where there is no vegetation. Hibiscus is in full bloom, so beautiful.

In the past, she was kidnapped by Feng Shen and went far away. However, Feng Shen was not a murderer after all. She finally chose to let her go.

"Hibiscus, it's a fine day today. Go and push your master out for a walk." not far away, the black clad Tianfu sword came up and said.

"Well"

Xi Mu Jin got up, nodded, and immediately walked towards the nearby courtyard.

Not long after, Xi Mu Jin pushed out of the wheelchair. In the wheelchair, the comatose morning sun looked quiet and peaceful. In order to protect the Tianfu star, she gave up all her life and energy to support the ice God tower. After several years, she still didn't wake up.

After the disaster, Tianfu star recovered smoothly. Xi mujin pushed her wheelchair to the highest place in the holy land, where she had the best view.

"Master, you see, Tianfu is getting better and better." Xi Hibiscus looked at the vast mountains and rivers below and said softly.

On one side, Tianfu jianzun sighed, a catastrophe, changed too many things, fortunately xingzun, fortunately Zhiming, fortunately Tianfu 30zun.

The mountains and rivers are still there.

Those who are benevolent are blessed by heaven.

At this moment, the holy land, dust from the wind, vegetation swaying, a continuous sword swept, without a trace of killing, but let the whole holy land of heaven and earth have lost color.

"Here's a distinguished guest"

Mu Changge looks back and looks at the figure coming in the distance, his eyes narrowed and he says.

In the distance, a man in blue and Chinese clothes is walking steadily. Although he is young, he has a master's demeanor. He can feel clearly that the king of the highest sword in the world appears in the holy land of heaven.

Behind the king, the pretty girl carries a sword stand. On the sword stand, there are five swords with different breath. They are restrained and peaceful.

"The legend of the summer"

Mu Changge highlights four words for the first time, but the feeling on the sword is not strange.

On the Zhiming sword, there is more or less a similar breath, and the Zhiming sword, who gave it, can't be more obvious.

"Xia Yan comes here with a sword, disturbing me"

before the peak of holy land, Prince Yan stops and calms down.

"Hibiscus, you take xingzun away. When the distinguished guests come, the holy land will be the host of the holy land." Mu Changge looks at the woman behind and says.

"Yes"

Xi Hibiscus answered and pushed chaotianxi in her wheelchair towards the distance.

"Aman, you also step down" Yan Qin Wang Dao.

"Well"

aman nodded obediently, put down his sword stand and stepped away from where he was.

"Please"

without too many greetings, Prince Yan looked at Tianfu jianzun in front of him and said.

"Please"

Mu Changge waves his hand. In the distance, a simple and brilliant sword flies in, and the artifact listens to tianque for several years to reappear its sharpness.

The blade comes out of the sheath, and the brilliance is brilliant. The most perfect magic weapon reappears the sharpest edge.

Prince Yan stepped forward to the sword stand, holding the sword in both hands, green and red, and the light of the sword was dazzling.

"Eight swords, Emperor's sword"

knowing that the opponent in front of him is different from anyone before, Mu Changge doesn't keep his hand. Listening to tianque's swing, the first move is the ultimate move. Suddenly, on the holy land, the sword will spread, and the Emperor's sword will come to the world again.

The spirit of sword Ying, which permeates the heaven and the earth, quickly converges in all directions. The sword of the emperor is obeyed by all swordsmen in the world.

Prince Yan looked at the sword in the sky, and a smile flashed on his calm face. Finally, he met a respectable opponent on the sword.

The emperor's sword is coming. The golden light of the sword lights up the world. The noble sword marks the beginning of the war.

"The sound of the sword, Feihong"

the green sword is wielding, the snow and ice are pouring into the sky, the sound of the sword resounds all over the world, and the snow and ice are turning rapidly, turning into a brilliant light to meet the emperor's sword.

With a bang, the sword began to fight, the aftershocks surged, and the cultivation was restrained. Only the light of the sword was left, which was still dazzling and hard to speak, and the heaven and the earth were hard to bear, rumbling and shaking.

In the distance, Xi Hibiscus looked at the war situation, and her beautiful eyes were shocked. For many years, it was the first time that she saw someone who could fight with jianzun.

The holy land of the sword, the light of the sword shines on the eye, is fast, is heavy, is strong.

In the crisscross black and green clothes, the swords in hand collide with each other constantly, and the pleasure of standing on the top of the battle spreads to every corner of the holy land with the sound of the sword.

"Sword nine, divine realm"

the rising sword meaning, accumulation and addition, sword nine is now in the world. In a moment, all things are still. In a moment, the swaying light of the sword goes straight to the nine heavens, and between heaven and earth, the world of the sword becomes the world of the sword.The God of war in Tianfu reappears the realm of God on the sword. There are thousands of swords crisscrossing in the sky. The most shocking swords are shocking in the world.