Heaven’s Shadow

The night was quiet, and the Kunlun Mountains covered by the night looked like a giant who had entered a dreamland, quiet and silent. The Kunlun School has passed the curfew rules for many years, and it has not changed to this day. In the dark night, most places are dark.

Except for the corner of the Zhengyang Hall where the Kunlun faction lived.

Today, Kunlun sent an agent in charge of a real person. The Qiandeng real person from Baicaotang has not slept yet. He is sitting at a desk with a candle on the table. The candlelight was covered with a delicately crafted lampshade, so that the dim candlelight filled a place around him, and also illuminated his solemn expression.

For thousands of years, the Kunlun faction has, of course, seen countless world sentiments in the world. Occasionally, there is an accident, and there is also a position in Zongmen who temporarily recommends one person to act as the deputy. It's just the person sitting in this position, the word "agent" on the name has not been taken away for so long, probably only him.

Under the candlelight, there was nothing on the flat and smooth table top, only a letter was placed in front of the real person of Qiandeng.

Qian Deng's eyes fell on that stationery. There were a few lines on it, Shen Xiong was powerful and extraordinary, and the meaning between the lines was very simple. In recent days, the intensity of the night guard on Kunlun Mountain has been relaxed.

The letter was not even signed at the end, and the words between the lines were blunt narratives without any respect. Although he did not scold bad words for hurting people, but the words went straight and looming in a sublime and superior manner, but he was ready to come out.

Qian Deng looked at this letter expressionlessly, the words on the stationery, he looked at it word by word, I did not know how many times, his face was gloomy.

Suddenly, he stood up, turned and walked towards the door, and the wide sleeved robe was swiping across the table. When he slid off the table, the letter on the table was gone.

Pushing out the door, Qiandeng walked in this dark night, and in the dark night, there was only darkness around him, and there was no half figure. Even himself looked like a ghostly shadow walking in the night, walking alone.

The night wind blew coldly. He crossed the corridor, walked through the stone path, and walked further and further in the night. No one was encountered along the way, because the night watchmen had indeed been adjusted by him in a motionless manner. .

People's moods always change, don't they?

Far away thinking that when he came to the throne at the beginning of the year, he was so proud of himself that he felt so brilliant in this field of work that he really could not stand for a hundred years. Once in the palm of his hand, with great ambitions, he must make a peerless feat, make everyone in the world look down, make thousands of people respect, and impress the proud Kunlun ancestors.

In this way, Fang lives up to it!

In this way, Fang deserves this skill and does not hesitate over the many years of suffering!

A cold night breeze blew across the cheeks, chilling like a knife. The footsteps of Qiandeng Real Man slowed down, looking at the sky, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, but there was grief and indignation in his eyes.

But who knows that things will become what they are today, empty ambitions, ambitious ambitions, and empty names of a real person in charge, but how many disciples and forces in this door can not work together to this day, There was a collusion one by one, one by one, Yang Feng and Yin, even the word "agent" in front of the real person above him, for a long time, even no one proposed to take it away!

Why is that?

When he first came to the throne that year, he sat on a high platform, magnificent, solemn, and walked every day in the gates of the Zongmen. Past disciples saw respect and salute when he saw him, and said how comfortable he was Pleasantly, even though he was solemn and solemn on his face, his heart was really open.

But now? After so many years, the word "agent" in his name is still there, and his state of mind has changed dramatically. The disciple of Zongmen I met in the past still saw the same respect when he saw him, and he didn't change his title, but in his heart, he was no longer happy.

Qiandeng real people always couldn't help secretly thinking about these people ... these disciples who seem respectful and respectful, when they see him respecting him, are they laughing in their hearts, is it secret? Will he ridicule him for being the longest sitting agent in history?

Every day, every day, the real person in Qiandeng feels that his life is beginning to become tormented, because he always finds that everyone, everyone in the world, does not respect him very much.

In the hearts of everyone, the Kunlun faction still has a real emperor, and that is the awesome existence of all people.

That man was like a sun, burning and shining, suppressing all other glories, so that everyone could only see him.

Including the real man who was supposed to be the supreme leader of the Kunlun faction, it was overshadowed by him.

This should not be the case!

The Qiandeng real man stopped his footsteps. In this vast night, he walked through the night and finally came to the foot of a dark mountain, where there was a closed cave house with overgrown weeds at the door, as if it had been abandoned Looks like.

Qiandeng stood quietly at the door of this cave house. There was a little hesitation and hesitation in his eyes, but when he clenched his hands in the wide sleeves, he encountered another fluttering thing. .

That seemed like a light letter ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ But for Qiandeng real people, the letter may be as heavy as Tarzan.

He took a deep breath, put all his concerns behind him, and walked quietly.

The deserted stone gate of Dongfu is closed tightly, but the traces of the ban can be seen faintly, but these are not a problem for the real people who have mastered many Kunlun secrets. Opened, he walked in.

The darkness stretches forward, but the air is unexpectedly not depressed and dull. It should be that there has been good ventilation for many years.

After walking through the dark passage, there was a bit of depressing light in front of it, and it came to the depths of Dongfu.

At the same time, at the deepest part of the dark shadow, and behind that light, there seemed to be a sound, a cough and a sigh.

The Qiandeng real man looked at that direction, instead of hesitating, he walked directly.

Darkness huddled his figure all the way to the depths of the cave and saw the source of the light, a pearl inlaid in the rock formation above his head, emitting a little shimmer. Behind the light, there is a stone bed, a figure sitting there, motionless, like a stone carved wood statue.

Several chains suspended in the shadows were deeply nailed in the hard stone wall next to them. At the same time, with the low light, you can also see the strange rune on it, the light flashes, and a strong mana The breath is constantly coming out.

The figure in the shadow slowly raised his head and glanced at Qiandeng.

Qian Deng's real eyes are complicated. He gazed at the dark place. After a while, he seemed to sigh, and then said, "Long time see you, sir!" 8) More exciting novels, welcome to visit our reading school