Linlang cave.

The years go by, and the waves are rolling.

After nine battles, Lin Xun defeated the last opponent, and in the Heavenly Cave Realm, he was the best of all times and the world!

"Senior Brother Thirteen, you have given up."

Lin Xun laughed.

The person who once ranked first in the combat power of the cave in the past and present is Li Xuanwei, the thirteenth descendant of Fangcun Mountain, a legend who was preached by Chaos Qinglian and created the "Qinglian Cave World Law".

Speaking of which, Lin Xun was also filled with emotion.

In the Zhenwu world, he met the eleventh senior brother Pu Zhen, who was the most powerful in the Zhenwu realm.

In the Ling Gang world, he met the fifth senior brother Chi Jun, who was the most powerful in the Ling Gang realm.

In the spirit sea world, he met the third senior sister Ruosu, who was the first in the spirit sea realm.

But now, he met Li Xuanwei.

This made Lin Xundu have to sigh with emotion. The descendants of Fangcunshan back then were simply a group of perverts, each one was fiercer than the other, like a legend.

but

These legends that once dazzled in the long river of time have now been surpassed by Lin Daoyuan one by one!

slam

The power of order rolled and turned into a figure.

Familiar scenes played out again.

Lin Xun didn't hesitate, and entered the door of the wheel leading to the "World of Revolving Wheel" with ease.

Ningzhou, Qixia Sword House.

The setting sun was shining, Yun Changkong was waiting anxiously, his eyes fixed on the gate of Qixia Sword Mansion in the distance.

He has been waiting here for three hours.

Suddenly, a chariot drove from a distance and stopped in front of the Qixia Sword Mansion. A man and a woman stepped down from the chariot.

The man is tall and handsome, with a long sword on his waist, and he stands out from the crowd.

The woman has a noble temperament, a beautiful appearance, and a green dress fluttering, dazzling.

There was a burst of exclamation nearby, and the man and the woman were recognized as the most famous pair of golden boys and girls in the younger generation of Qixia Sword Mansion.

The man's name is Ouyang Qing, the young patriarch of the Ouyang family, one of the Five Great Sword Masters of the younger generation, and the first sword cultivator in the Qixia Sword Mansion.

The woman's name is Lan Yingxue. Three years ago, she entered the Qixia Sword Mansion to practice cultivation with the first place in the imperial examination. In the past three years, she has been accepted as a closed disciple by the master of the Qixia Sword Mansion for her unrivaled performance!

In people's eyes, characters like Ouyang Qing and Lan Yingxue are simply dragons and phoenixes in the world.

And just in this exclamation, an excited voice sounded: "Sakura Snow! Sakura Snow!"

Everyone followed the voice and saw Yun Changkong standing alone in the distance, a plainly dressed boy who looked like a poor boy.

"Where did the beggar come from, how can you call Senior Sister Lan's name?" Someone yelled.

There was a burst of laughter nearby, and everyone could see that Yun Changkong was an ordinary boy with no spiritual energy fluctuations in his body. In the eyes of a monk, this role was no different from an ant.

It is indeed very rude for such a person to dare to call Lan Yingxue's name directly.

"You are the beggar!"

Yun Changkong blushed, "Yingxue and I grew up together, childhood sweethearts, already three years ago"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted: "What are you doing here with me?"

Seeing Lan Yingxue coming, her beautiful face glowed with a holy brilliance under the setting sun, making Yun Zhangkong stunned.

I haven't seen you for three years, Yingxue has changed a lot

31 Wang Yun Changkong was excited and blurted out: "Yingxue, as you said, as long as I find that ancestral jade pendant, I can come to meet you"

"Have you found it?"

Lan Yingxue's eyes flashed with brilliance, "Come with me."

She took Yun Changkong, left Qixia Sword Mansion, and came to the depths of a nearby wood.

"Where's the jade pendant, show it to me." Lan Yingxue stretched out her snow-white slender jade hand.

"Okay." Yun Changkong took out an old wooden box from his arms without hesitation, opened it gently, and handed it over, "Yingxue, look, this is the ancestral jade pendant of my Yun family."

He looked eagerly at the stunning beauty in front of him with anticipation, and said in a low voice,

"My mother said, let me come and pick you up this time. Her old man has already started to spread wedding invitations and plan a wedding for us, so I'll send you there."

As he spoke, he couldn't help thinking of the past, when he was a child, he and Lan Yingxue grew up together. At that time, Lan Yingxue liked to be by his side the most.

Snapped!

Lan Yingxue closed the wooden box, put it away, then raised her eyes, looked at Yun Changkong, who was full of hope and friendship, and said, "I didn't expect that you actually found this jade pendant."

Yun Changkong laughed and said proudly: "I will do what you ordered, Yingxue, let's go, my mother has been waiting for you."

"Sorry, I won't go with you."

Lan Yingxue's expression has a kind of indifference that refuses people thousands of miles away, "Not now, not in the future, you should go earlier."

Yun Changkong was struck by lightning, his face was pale and bloodless, "Yingxue, why? Why is this? You never treated me like this before, why?"

He was on the verge of losing control.

"Before, I didn't understand anything." Lan Yingxue's expression was calm and her voice was calm, "Now, you and I are no longer from the same world."

After all, turn around.

"Sakura Snow!"

Yun Changkong was in a hurry, he reached out and grabbed Lan Yingxue, but he fluttered and fell to the ground, his face covered with dust and leaves, quite embarrassed.

Lan Yingxue has no head.

"Yingxue, have you forgotten how I treated you in the past? Even if you don't like me anymore, you have to give me a reason, right?"

Yun Zhangkong got up and rushed over like a madman, chasing Lan Yingxue.

boom!

The next moment, he was blocked by a figure, and he was so shocked that he staggered and squatted on the ground.

"The reason? I'll tell you." This was a tall and handsome young man with a long sword on his waist. He stood out from the crowd. It was Ouyang Qing.

He put his hands on his back and looked down at the sky with a downward attitude.

"Junior Sister Yingxue is the most dazzling pearl in the contemporary Qixia Sword Mansion. In just three years, she has already attained the Great Perfection of the Spirit Sea Realm. How could you be a mortal who is a poor mortal who deserves this kind of arrogant girl? Up?"

After a pause, he continued: "Yingxue said it right, you and she are not from the same world at all."

"Understand?"

Yun Changkong's face was pale, his expression was bleak, his hands were tightly clasped, and he looked at Lan Yingxue who was standing far away, and said, "Yingxue, even if you don't like me, you don't have to be so heartless, right?"

"Three years ago, my mother and I took out all the savings together and sent you to Qixia Sword Mansion for cultivation. What you get in return is that you don't recognize me?"

As he said that, he trembled all over, his hands and feet were cold, "Yingxue, I beg you, come with me, okay?"

boom!

Ouyang Qing kicked him out, "Don't give up, believe it or not I killed you?"

Yun Changkong's expression was bleak, his whole body showed signs of collapse, and he hissed: "I can't believe that you Lan Yingxue is such a person! If I, Yun Changkong, are blind, you return my Yun family ancestral jade pendant to me, and in the future you will I have nothing to do anymore!"

Ouyang Qing couldn't help laughing. His smile was full of disdain and contempt. He said, "You can't take back the things you sent out. Junior Sister Yingxue, you go first."

In the distance, Lan Yingxue nodded and walked towards the distance, turning her back to Yun Zhangkong from beginning to end, never turning her head.

Seeing this scene, the last ray of hope in Yun Changkong's heart was also shattered. He only felt darkness in front of him, and under his anger, he couldn't help coughing out another mouthful of blood.

The deeper you love, the deeper you hurt.

Thinking that his mother is now discussing his marriage at home, waiting for him to take Lan Yingxue, Yun Changkong felt a pain like a knife in his heart.

"Junior Sister Yingxue is gone, do you know what that means?" Ouyang Qing said leisurely, with a look of pity in his eyes, a gesture of overlooking the ants.

Without waiting for Yun Changkong to speak, he said to himself, "It means that she doesn't care about your life or death, and she is completely at my disposal."

Yun Changkong's face changed suddenly: "You still want to kill people?"

Ouyang Qing said with an expressionless face, "If you are alive, if you tell us what happened today, it will inevitably affect the reputation of Junior Sister Yingxue. How can she be such a proud girl?"

Saying that, he waved his sleeve robe.

boom!

Yun Changkong was knocked out, blood from his seven orifices, lying on the ground, he said intermittently in his mouth: "I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost."

The voice gradually subsided, and there was no breath.

"Ghost? My monks are never afraid of ghosts and gods."

Ouyang Qing shook his head with a smile and turned to leave.

But just halfway, he felt a hair in his heart, and he couldn't help turning his head.

Seeing that in the dark woods, Yun Zhangkong, who had already died, unexpectedly sat up without knowing when.

Did not die?

Ouyang Qing was startled, he knew very well that the blow just now was enough to easily shatter the opponent's heart, but now, there was an accident.

"What an idiot in love"

A sigh sounded, swinging deep in the woods.

Then, Ouyang Qing saw Yun Zhangkong approaching from a distance.

The boy was sixteen or seventeen years old, his clothes were simple, covered with dust and fallen leaves, his chest was stained with blood, and his face was pale and bloodless.

However, when he took a step, he was undergoing earth-shaking changes. Every step he took, the aura on his body skyrocketed.

From the vulgar to the real martial arts, followed by entering the Linggang and the Linghai

When he came to a place ten feet away from Ouyang Qing, the young man who was like a common man had turned into a cultivator with the perfect state of the cave.

Those eyes, as deep as abyss, seem to be able to choose someone to devour!

Ouyang Qing was stunned, and he couldn't help trembling. So far, this is the first time he has encountered such a strange and terrifying thing.

It's like seeing a ghost!

No, it's scarier than seeing a ghost!

"Why did you do this?" Ouyang Qing asked subconsciously, his emotions were agitated and he couldn't help himself.

"Isn't it surprising and exciting?" Yun Changkong asked with a faint look in his eyes.

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