Thunderbolt of the End of the World

"A hundred generations are prosperous in one day, who is not a passer-by;

Qianqiu Mingyue blows horns cold, flowers are the masters.

Sitting on the bow of the boat, Qiluosheng seemed to feel it, with a smile on his face: "Red Furnace has a letter, you never miss the moment of snow, and this time is no exception."

Qiluosheng's appearance is as beautiful as jade, his voice is as gentle as the breeze blowing his ears, his whole body is snow-white, and there are coral horns on the tips of his ears.

It is an animal flower of the eight parts of strange flowers. Its flower technique is similar to tattooing. It uses a long glass needle to penetrate the heart and blood. The thorn peony flower is beautiful in the body. Thank you, very mysterious.

As Qi Luosheng's words fell, a sunny horn sounded.

"Is there no one in ancient times, who is the only friend of Lingyun.

Takarazuka smiled and lay down, and the world bathed in snow and Ren Qi walked. "

As soon as the rhythm of the poem fell, I saw a person riding the wind and riding the sword, who was crazy, chivalrous, and super dusty.

Yi Qi walked on the bank of the river, looked at his former fellow practitioners, and smiled, "Just like your love for snow candied wine, it is also unique!"

"Oh, please come in, the peerless swordsman." Qiluosheng asked.

The wind lifted the boat curtain, Yi Qixing's figure also stood on the bow of the boat, and he was lonely for a while outside the dust, selling wine in white clothes.

Yi Qixing and Qiluosheng sat cross-legged against the table, Qiluo biochemically produced a tea set to make tea, and handed it to Yiqixing.

"It's peony tea again. I've been waiting for your return." Yi Qixing skillfully took the teacup, took a sip, and then looked at Qiluosheng seriously, although he had asked this question many times. , but still tire of it.

Qi Luosheng heard the words, a trace of silence flashed in his eyes.

Many years ago, when Qiluo had mastered his sword skills, he stepped out and called Yuan Tau to challenge the world to prove the Dao of the Sword. His principle was to stop immediately after the outcome was decided, but because many opponents refused to admit defeat, they had already lost. , but also insist on fighting with their lives, making Qi Luosheng helpless and kill the killer.

And there are those who hold grudges after the defeat. Although they endured the defeat and left the battlefield for a while, they stigmatized Jiangshan Kuaishou as Jiangshan Executioner, saying that he was a cold-blooded slaughter.

Later, Shifang Gulin united with Xijiang Poison Head, and under a series of plans, Jiangshan Kuaishou mistakenly killed [-] warriors in Yuzhong's [-]-floor building.

Qi Luosheng realized that he was designed, so he killed Shifang Tongque in a rage. On this day, blood stained the earth, and Shifang Gulin paid a great price.

And Qiluo was highly poisonous, and fortunately met the old beast flower to detoxify. At that time, the old beast flower was also in danger, and before his death, he taught Qiluosheng the art of beautiful body.

Qiluosheng felt ashamed of the way of the sword, and since then abandoned the sword. Although he inherited the beast flower, he kept silent and disappeared.

At this time, listening to Yi Qixing mentioning the sword again, he shook his head slightly and said: "I also said, I, it is impossible to hold the sword again!".

Chapter [-] Jiangshan Kuaishou [Fourth Update]

Jiang Xin draws a boat, and the brothers talk heart-to-heart.

Yi Qixing didn't know Qiluosheng's experience after leaving the Seventh Cultivation, but he knew that a lot of things must have happened, and sighed lightly: "Anyway, the knife is your true color, let's face the reality! Don't force me, One day, you will bring up your sword again, and at that time, you will not be allowed to evade the seventh martial arts."

Qi Luosheng held the jade fan in his hand, thinking of those who died under the sword in vain: "Knife, after I killed my red eyes, I lost my beauty, I am ashamed of the way of the sword!"

Yi Qixing patted Qiluosheng on the shoulder: "Although I don't know what happened to you after you left Ye Huoyuan, but no matter what the future is, I will face it with you."

While speaking, Yi Qi acted Qi Luosheng and poured her favorite snow candied wine~.

Qi Luosheng took a drink of the wine, his purple eyes closed slightly, his mood was much better, and he said cheerfully: "Wine is good wine, friends are good friends, throw it on the big day, - never get drunk!"

"It's a big day to throw, and you don't get drunk! With such an atmosphere, how can you rarely make music with strings?"

Yi Qixing took back the Xueyu wine, drank it all, and then swiped the dust, the strings in the boat flew out, and Qi Luosheng took the piano and sat down. "Jianghan" echoes on the Yuyang River.

"The wind is slack, the sword falls out of the dust and the symbol is lonely, and the graceful spirit travels a long way;

The waves are surging, the sword reflects the peerless arrogance, and the beautiful flowers make the rain fluttering;

Love each other, play the qin and listen to Xiao, the lonely boat rides through the night in the rain;

Righteousness is priceless, the wine is screaming, the world is full of hustle and bustle;

At that time, the ambition was high, young, and the heroic heart was old;

At present, Qianshan is ethereal and lonely, and looking back, I can only laugh at the situation..."

The sound of the piano is faint and the singing is soft, sweeping away the depression in my heart.

Suddenly, the bright moon hung low, and the trees along the river bank were shrouded in a strange killing atmosphere.

Wherever they went, the branches rumbled, and in the deep forest, several crows were frightened, and then several black flags flew out of the forest, straight into the river bank, and fluttered in the wind.

"The power struggle wins the fangs, and the self-interested way is a hundred forks.

In front of the Long Live Step, a purple sash was tortured, and black yarn was plucked from the neck of the three dynasties. "

The flowers are scattered and the fallen flowers are colorful. Many stories on the rivers and lakes started by accident, and even more conflicted for no reason.

The sinister and paradoxical chilling air was like rain, knocking out the tension and unease before the duel, and the wind whistled, filled with a cold and threatening aura.

Hen Jiangyue, like the father-in-law of Dongchang, was sitting on the bamboo sedan chair raised by the four of them, twisting the silk handkerchief in his hands, with a soft posture, and approached the painting boat where Qiluosheng was with a group of minions.

The Funeral Knife Society is a group of forces that hate knives, specializing in killing knives and knives.

A few days ago, the funeral knife would be suppressed by the world's sealing knife, and they settled down for a while.

However, as the World Sealing Sabre was captured by the Heavenly Capital, the Burial Sabre Society began to become active again.

Qiluosheng and Shenghuanian, the Holy Master of the Burial Sword Society, have a feud for killing their son. After inquiring about Qiluosheng's whereabouts, Shenghuanian sent Hen Jiangyue to lead the crowd to besiege him.

Hen Jiangyue was once a member of the Liewu Temple with the original hometown of Tianfo, Juye Fengtan, Nanmian, Chao Yizhu, Jun Shepo, Yiyi Chan, etc., but because of repeated violations of the Green Forest Pact, he was punished by Juye Feng Tan expel.