Infinite Throne

Chapter 996: showdown

Chapter 996 Showdown

Someone once said,

There is some kind of connection between people.

Two people who have never met, in a crowd of people, on a street corner, on a bridge, or in front of a hotel, may feel deeply impressed by inadvertently looking at each other, and even develop an indescribable story.

Some people call this mysterious and mysterious thing "Fate", "Sixth Sense", "Destined" and so on.

But Irin now understands.

This kind of thing has a scientific basis.

"reason".

Everything is connected with "reason".

Yi Rin may have spent the longest time with his junior sister among the connections in this world. The connection between him and Xia Xiaoman, the "reason" between the two of them, is deeper than anyone else's.

So that Yi Rin followed the beam of "reason" and found Xia Xiaoman at a glance.

The instant look at each other made Yi Rin sigh in his heart.

I haven't seen you for a hundred years, and my junior sister is much older.

A head of white hair, so dazzling.

But her face is the same as before, never getting old.

Irin knew that this was because of the effect of an epic item.

"Distant ideal hometown."

…

【Distant Ideal Township】

【Grade】Associated Type

【Special】Unable to trade, only when the host dies, the item will definitely drop.

[Restrictions] Only those blessed by the "Spirit of the Lake" can exert their true power.

【Effect】Continuous healing, stop aging, eternal fairy shelter (unavailable)

[Explanation] The "scabbard" used to carry the holy sword passed down by the Pendragon family from generation to generation. In ancient times, the ancestors of Pendragon strayed into the fairy town, and the shy fairy gave the Pendragon family the eternal blessing . I don't know why, but at the same time as the blessing, the scabbard seems to be accompanied by a curse. It is either lost or on the way to be lost.

…

A hundred years ago.

Xia Xiaoman "personally" killed Yi Rin, so that the [Distant Ideal Land] that must be dropped was transferred to her.

Among them, the effect of "continuous healing and stopping of aging" keeps Xia Xiaoman youthful and his appearance is not old.

Irin's eyes swept across.

Sure enough, just as he sensed.

In Tianjianmen, almost all the elders of the past came.

and many more.

Standing next to the junior sister, who is that sloppy drunkard?

Across half the sky, Yi Rin could smell the strong smell of alcohol from the other party.

Irin stretched out his hand suspiciously, and grabbed a bunch of "reasons" that were neither thick nor thin, and of average size.

"It's actually Senior Brother Jian? How can you be so down?"

Irin was dumbfounded.

Hundred years, things are right and wrong.

The handsome and handsome son Jian Nanchun is now facing a mid-life crisis, and he is only bald.

…

When Yi Rin looked at Xia Xiaoman and Jian Nanchun, as well as the elders who used to be in Tianjianmen.

Xia Ruxue also stared blankly at the figure that suddenly appeared in the sky.

In an instant,

Xia Ruxue felt like a voice was shouting in her heart.

Xia Ruxue had no time to tell what shouted.

She vaguely felt that the voice was crying and screaming, very much like when she was young, she was kneeling in the tomb of the Xia clan emperor, in front of the tombstone behind her father and mother, the helpless Xia Xiaoman.

Some people may not feel that way.

Once, no matter how many years and years have passed, I will definitely, absolutely, and have no suspense to remember the face of the past.

I can remember your smile, your beauty, your facial features, your silhouette, and your voice.

But,

Actually not.

Perhaps one month, one year, two years, ten years, people can still remember the faces of those who have passed away.

But what if a hundred years have passed?

It is undeniable that the face that Japan thought could be remembered clearly in the past will gradually be forgotten in the memory with the passage of cruel time. Even if you think you can still remember it clearly, unfortunately, you often only remember a vague outline, like a scar, that remains in your heart and will last forever.

might say, it is a "symbol".

A symbol named "Lin Yi".

is imprinted in the hearts of Jian Nanchun and Xia Ruxue.

…

in front of everyone,

The glow of the Seven Treasures Glazed Glass Tree is flying all over the sky.

That person, like stepping on colorful auspicious clouds, descended to Jambuzhou.

At that moment, in front of Xia Ruxue, time seemed to stand still.

The figures of the two gradually overlapped.

…

"Believe me, I will not die, one day, I will step on the colorful clouds and appear in front of you."

"real?"

"When did Senior Brother lie to you?"

"Hook!"

"Then it's said, when your sword Ling Xiao is unbeatable, it will be when you and I meet again."

A hundred years ago, that dream, bit by bit, flooded into Xia Ruxue's heart.

In the dream, senior brother also poked her chest.

She remembered it all.

Over the years, she told herself many times that it was just a dream.

A ridiculous dream of the void.

But for this dream, she practiced swordsmanship and Taoism, just for the words of her brother in the dream.

Just so that one day, when she can do what her brother said, when her sword is invincible, the brother will appear in front of her like a hero, stepping on colorful clouds.

…

In a trance, Jian Nanchun came back to his senses.

He felt that the monster in front of him was a little bit like Junior Brother Lin back then, but he knew it was an illusion, an illusion. Impossible, how is it possible, Junior Brother Lin died in Qingdu a hundred years ago, in that rebellion battle, he used his blood and his life to light up Xia Xiaoman's life For the rest of his life, he was dead, how could he still be alive, not to mention, the guy in front of him was a demon.

His breath, mixed with a group of demon clan, seemed even more demonic.

So, after returning to God's Sword, Nanchun shook the paper umbrella behind him, the Thousand Machine Sword unsheathed, and a circle of light bloomed around him with him as the center.

Although he did not understand the cause and effect of a group of monsters appearing in Yanfuzhou, but the monster, that is the monster, although not every monster is bad, but it is the so-called human and monster that are incompatible, not long ago, the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Tree was still falling. Ye Ye, when he turned his head, a group of monsters emerged from the tree. After a little scrutiny, Jian Nanchun had already guessed one or two.

Not only Jian Nanchun felt familiar.

Master Painted Smoke, Black and White Eryang, Ren Qingshan, Hua Wuyu, Ye Liangchen and others also felt familiar.

But the relationship between them and Lin Yi was not as deep as Jian Nanchun and Xia Ruxue. After a momentary trance, they waited intently, each offered magic weapons and prepared to fight.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon,

The awe-inspiring spirit must be the enemy.

"Junior sister! Be careful, it's a monster!"

Jian Nanchun's words reminded Xia Ruxue not only did he not wake up.

Xia Ruxue was even more startled.

Because she saw the man holding a white cat in her arms.

"Everyone, Yan Fuzhou is facing the invasion of the demon clan. This is a time of life and death. I hope you will lend a helping hand, and Yan Fuzhou is grateful!"

Little Supreme Buddha's face was awe-inspiring, and soon after the demons appeared, he made a decision in his heart.

Now it is not a question of whether to go to Beiju Luzhou.

If this matter cannot be resolved today, no one can go to Beiju Luzhou!

is the end,

Little Supreme Buddha rushed towards the demons, deliberately avoiding Yi Rin, who was headed by him, and added loudly: "Only a little monk can understand the method of mending the sky!"

"Shoot!"

After a moment of hesitation, the rest of the monks also made a decision.

They are now assuming that there is a hole in the sky, which is true, and the truth of the depletion of spiritual energy is also true.

So, here comes the conclusion.

Little Supreme Buddha must never die!

In him, the future of the monk is related!

What's more, there are more than 100 monsters in front of you, and there are thousands of cultivators present!

The monks here are all the elites in the Xuanmen world today!

Every cultivator moves a little, and in the world, he is a master who can shake!

There are more than 100 monsters in the district, so why not be afraid of them!

The Hall of Mora did not move.

The loose cultivators and the cultivators in Burning Heaven Valley all moved.

Fire clouds filled the sky, and countless flying swords rushed towards the more than 100 monsters who had not yet had time to form a formation.

…

On the lotus pedestal where the Mara Temple is located.

The sick man's eyes flashed, and he glanced in the direction of Tianjianmen inadvertently, and then whispered: "Sir, what should we do?"

Yan Qianxiu took Wang Xiaohu's arm, squeezed it up, and shook it a few times: "Of course...don't care about him."

The sick man was stunned for a moment.

"These have nothing to do with us. Lord Moruo is still in seclusion to comprehend the ultimate treasure. If he gets involved in the internal affairs of Jam Fuzhou for no reason, it will be easy to cause problems. What's more..." Yan Qianxiu's glasses narrowed slightly, when she was about to say something, she I noticed that Wang Xiaohu's reaction was a bit wrong: "Brother Xiaohu, what's wrong with you?"

In the past, when she was intimate with Wang Xiaohu, Wang Xiaohu was shy and would hide to the side.

But now, facing her intimacy, Wang Xiaohu is actually unmoved, and he is not shy about it. Could it be that the wood buds are blooming in spring?

I saw Wang Xiaohu staring blankly at the figure in the sky, as if possessed by a demon, and muttered to himself: "Lin... Brother Lin?"

…

"Junior sister... hiccup~?"

After Jian Nanchun sacrificed the magic weapon, a hiccup spurted out a lot of alcohol, but when he looked back and was about to greet his junior sister and sister to join him, he suddenly found that the junior sister was like a beam of light, and Yu Jian flew into the air with the temperament to let them go. Think of the evildoer of Junior Brother Lin Yi.

"No, Junior Sister is going to kill her!"

No one in the door knows the name "Lin Yi" in front of Xia Ruxue.

This monster actually looks vaguely like Junior Brother Lin Yi, aren't you asking for a dead end?

Jian Nanchun muttered in his heart.

Xia Ruxue stood in front of Taiyi.

With the monks' actions, the demons stubbornly resisted and wailed.

But only, in the small space of Xia Ruxue and Taiyi, a human and a monster, time seems to stand still.

"Sister Chu Chu?"

Xia Ruxue stupidly looked at Bai Chuchu in Yi Rin's arms.

"Young Madam..."

Bai Chuchu raised his claws with a breath of air.

When she used to be in the palace, she liked to call Xia Xiaoman "Mrs. Young Lady" behind her back.

But in front of Xia Xiaoman, she didn't dare to shout directly.

Not because Xia Xiaoman was shy, but because shouting like that would touch Xia Xiaoman's sore spot.

But now, in Bai Chuchu's cognition, the young master has come to life, and she has become open-mouthed.

Xia Ruxue raised her eyes, the sword in her hand was shaking, and her five fingers were shaking.

Is that you...Senior?

A simple sentence that was hovering around Xia Ruxue's mouth thousands of times, but she couldn't ask it once.

She knew that the fact that people cannot be resurrected from the dead is the law of heaven, the number of fate, and the law of nature.

it's out of the question.

But the obsession in his heart made Xia Ruxue stand in front of this man.

She clenched her sword. At this moment, Xia Ruxue just wanted to listen to this abominable enchanting who looked like a senior brother say "Girl, you are wrong", only then Xia Ruxue could be cruel and cut out with one sword.

She even prepared an ultimate move that would make this demon die horribly, terribly, and terribly.

Irin scratched his head.

He knows that in many novels, he likes to engage in some **** plots to extend the space.

All kinds of misunderstandings, many helplessness, parting from life and death, extra entanglement and so on.

Irin doesn't want to make it so complicated, why bother.

So,

The showdown is over, no more pretending.

Yi Rin tidied up his clothes and smiled coolly: "Junior sister, we haven't seen you for a hundred years, are you okay?"

Xia Ruxue was taken aback.

Next second,

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah-"

She cried, the turbulent chill condensed the surrounding air into icy fog.