Looking at the direction of the woman's departure, the young man held the lotus in his hand.

When I become famous in the future, I must follow you behind me to report today's grace!

But...

The boy did not expect that this was the first time he saw her, and the last time...

Meeting is a farewell.

The dream suddenly changed...

Here is the top of the snow mountain.

It was just that there was no monster who had chased him, nor did he have a woman who pulled him out of the abyss of despair.

The young man was lying on the snowy mountain. He held a green lotus in his hand and carefully buried Qinglian in the snow.

"I listened to you and watered it with blood. After that, it also made my strength soar. I wanted to shut down for a few months. After I left the customs, I was able to find you and follow you..."

"But I didn't expect that when I got out, I got your bad news!"

"I don't believe, don't believe that you will be a person who harms the realm of God. I don't believe that you are the words of those hypocrites... They hurt you, I must let them pay their blood, but I can't bear the green you left for me." Lotus, you can only put it here, if I can survive, come and take it, if I am dead..."

"May the world come, I can find you again."

Tears flowed from the eyes of the teenager. ..

Who is the man who has tears and does not flick, but he has not been sad.

The young man got up, he wiped the tears on his face, and reluctantly went in the direction of the snowy mountains, leaving only a long shadow in the sunset...

This time, the dream has changed again.

The juvenile stood outside the shrine, and the face of the green scorpion was expressionless. Under the confrontation of the guards of the shrine, it was always quiet.

"who are you?"

Out of the shrine is an old man who frowned and his cold eyes looked straight at the boy.

The teenager sneered: "I am the one who came to avenge her."

Even if he is not able to rival these people, even if he knows that he is coming to be an idea, he still chooses to come to the shrine.

Only for the woman who saved her from the demon's mouth and gave him a chance.

"No matter where you come from, dare to come to my shrine for chaos, kill innocent!"

As the old man fell, the guards of those shrines had movements...

Numerous swords pierced the juvenile body, leaving countless holes in his body, but his brows were never wrinkled, and he walked toward the old man with blood.

"As for your strength, dare to come to my shrine for chaos?" The old man looked at the boy with contempt, and said ironically.

"I know that my strength is not good, but my life was saved by her and should be returned to her. Even if she doesn't know who I am, I don't know what my name is... but I am willing to do whatever I want. Because this is what I owe her, hahaha!"

The teenager laughed wildly, and countless swords were shaken out of his body. His body also swelled, and the smoke filled the air.

"Self-explosive?" The old man's face changed awkwardly.

This young man came to the shrine, just to find death? I want to blew myself?

The teenager wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Today, I am going to die here, I have to drag some people into hell, and I owe her account, only the next life will pay back!"

Boom!

The body of the teenager exploded, and the blood mist filled the air. Some of the inferior guards were directly bombed by the power of his own blast, and even the old man who was a housekeeper was also shaken back a few steps. The arm flew out and the blood flowed into the river.

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