A practitioner in a purple robe drifted outside the winter forest on the river.

The practitioner was young, star-eyed, extremely handsome, and, unlike ordinary handsome young men, had a single light on him.

Like the brilliance of the Lilingjun, this kind of light comes from many aspects such as faith, temperament, and origin, but it has nothing to do with looks.

His purple robes are also very different from the general clothes, but also emit a dazzling brilliance, each silk thread seems to be made of a unique material, and even gives people a unique line, can help him to absorb the feeling of heaven and earth.

There are no special ornaments and marks on the whole purple robe, but this empty nothingness and the unique atmosphere and brilliance on the purple robe are the biggest signs.

This is the robe of the spiritual sword gate.

The two most high gates of the Sword of the Songshan and the Lingxian Sword Gate are only the disciples above the three realms are qualified to go out of the mountain, otherwise they can only end up in the old mountains.

And all the disciples who can walk in the world, only the true disciples who have been canonized by the patriarch himself, are entitled to wear the robes that represent the patriarch of the patriarch and walk outside.Every move, every word, every time the sword fights, it represents the honor and humiliation of the gate.

The true disciples who can represent the spiritual sword gate of the sect are naturally not ordinary things.

Although he also felt the showdown above the seven realms, rushed to the future, the current winter forest does not seem to have any abnormalities, but looking at this riverside winter forest in the distance, he always felt that there is something wrong.

It was getting closer, and he finally felt something was wrong.

The winter forest is too quiet.

This quiet does not mean that there is no snow falling sound, but that this subtle sound is too single.

Countless snowflakes sprinkled from the sky and fell in the forest.There are trees in the forest, with dead branches, with dead leaves, with mud, and stones... Snow falls on top of these, although the sound is subtle, but the sound is different after all.

For his practitioner, listening attentively, these countless different subtle sounds should be a unique and mysterious song, a natural symphony between heaven and earth.

At the moment, however, the sound of this snowfall is very single, as if every snowflake fell on a velvet carpet.

The look of this spiritual sword-gate disciple who really felt the abnormality from where the true disciple of the spiritual sword gate became unusually heavy.

This kind of law represents an extremely powerful force.

But why would anyone be in this ordinary winter forest under such a clear feroton system for concealing air machines and sounds?

At this time, the sound of the broken egg shell suddenly sounded in the winter forest in front of him.

Because the sound is too cold and too dense, it feels desolate and even shuddering.

Then a clear sound sounded.

A flying sword in his sleeve flew out, like a life of his own, rapidly spinning around his body.

The true-fax disciple's mind of this spiritual sword gate is at the same time subconsciously, and the deep-dense force of the Fa-rectification force has disappeared in the forest.

His face suddenly changed, and the whole body floated up with the circling lilac flying sword, and the magic was indescribable, but in a moment, his figure was already deep in the forest.

At this time, countless pieces of eggshell general snow curtain fragments fell on his side underground.

His breathing stopped suddenly.

In front of him stood a body that was already completely cold.

“Mr. Smith’s South Palace!”

Seeing the face of this corpse, the true disciple of the spiritual sword gate recognized his identity and could not help but send out a cry.

His voice caused a shock of the surrounding air.

It was just this subtle shock, the body of the wound in the South Palace, and countless subtle cracking sounds were instantly emitted.

It was as if a lot of dust had poured out of his body.

In the next breath, the wounded body of the South Palace collapsed in front of him and became a broken ice.

“Who is it!”

The face of this true disciple of the spiritual sword gate has become pale.

This is the Long Tomb.

The South Palace injury itself is an important official of the Internal History Department.

And the battle outside the Great Army of the Tiger and Wolf Army must have attracted the attention of many powerful practitioners in Changling... Who dared to kill an important official of the D-Qin Dynasty directly here?

And what kind of means to be able to condense such a cold, not like the cold that humans can have!

At the same time as the electricity flashed these thoughts in his mind, the true disciple of the spiritual sword gate no longer hesitated, and the lavender flying sword around him was like burning up, rushing to the sky above at a terrifying speed.

A blast.

The snow above this winter forest is like a sudden appearance of a purple dragon.

...

The butter paper umbrella that Ding Ning held was also covered with snow, and it was purely white.

Although most of the body's weight is pressed on Ding Ning's shoulder, Xue forgets that every flesh and blood inside and outside the body is becoming more and more sour, and the body is getting colder and colder.

"Finally feel what the ordinary old man really smells like in the past, this taste is very fresh, for my life, I can finally feel this taste, rather than die directly in the battle, my life is more complete."

Xue forgot to gasp hard and said to Ding Ning, "It is a pity that from today to the Songshan Sword Association, I can't be your support."

Ding Ning shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter, from today, I have a bigger backs, and no one dares to move me before the Songshan Sword."

He said, “I don’t understand.”

Ding Ning looked at him and said, "You have to look at the Songshan Sword Society, since the queen has promised, and even used such heavyweights today, in order to fulfill her promise."She wants everyone to know that she has faith in her words... Today, after the First World War between you and Liang, many people will naturally know that she has faith in her words, and will know that you will see the Songshan Sword Association next year.Unless the kind of stupid person who is stupid to death, you must infer that if you want to see the sword of Minshan, you will look at my performance.Since the queen promised to let you see the sword of the mountains, of course, it is impossible for you to see nothing.So the Queen's answer is not only for you, but also for me.Unless I find myself to die, I will live well before the Minshan Sword Fair next year.She is my greatest refuge before the Battle of the Sword of the Mountains."

Xue forgot to look at Ding Ning with fasci, and sincerely said: "You think really more far-reaching than me, but have you ever thought more far-reaching, let a carriage come to pick us up?"I didn't need a carriage when I came, but now I really need a carriage."

Ding Ning looked at him and did not reply.

But the forgetfulness was stinging again.

"I really admire you, even if you can't be a very strong practitioner, you can become one of the best military division."He looked ahead, admiringly.

In front of him, a carriage passed through the snow and ushered in him and Ding Ning.

The driver of the gray robe is the king's fictitious hand of the Jing demon.

When the whole city was shrouded in snow and snow, the queen's study was still warm as spring.

A kind of gentle release of the earth and earth vitality, so that the whole study is to maintain the body feel the most suitable temperature.

There is no imperfect queen sitting quietly on the phoenix chair, she did not go to see Liang and Xue forgetful battle, but she knew the result earlier than the practitioners who were near.

"At the peak, but even Xue forgets such an old man can not deal with, bravely and do not know the truth of the just and soft, which prince in Changling City, can not easily defeat a sword Xue forgetful, but also want to seal up?" 」

There was a cold mockery on her perfect face, and she told the maid, who stood on the side of her side, "Let the family tell him not to spend any more strength elsewhere, if he can't do any credit for the white mountain water and the sword of the lonely mountain, he can only go to the outside world."

To be able to convey such a message for her, this maid is naturally not an ordinary maid.

At this time, the maid who was about to retreat felt a strange breath, and she immediately reacted and fell on her knees.

The Queen's face also appeared with a real surprise.

She gave a very rare smile.

At this time, she was like an ordinary woman, and she did not appear like a god without normal emotions.

She got up, looked at the tall figure who had entered the study, and asked gently, “Your Majesty, why are you here?”

The people who can make her such changes are naturally the most noble of the DQin Dynasty, and the emperor of the Qin Dynasty is all at the foot.

At this moment, this emperor, who is the most brilliant in the eyes of countless subjects, and the most iron and bloodthirsty emperor did not even wear a dragon robe, but wore an ordinary gray robe.

He even had an unrepaired stubble on his face.

However, even if it is so unscrupulous, between his eyebrows, his every move, still has the dignity and temperament that ordinary people can not imagine.

Every breath he took seemed to carry countless rivers and mountains.

His body is only medium, but it feels extremely tall.

Anyone who closes his eyes and does not even need to look at his face and clothes, can be sure that he is the emperor of the Qin Dynasty.

Listen to the Queen's question.

The most powerful emperor in the history of the DQin Dynasty and the most loved by his subjects at this time did not answer her words.

Instead, thinking about what was important, he looked at her, turned his head away from the patio above this study fountain, and at the same time said softly, “Queen, do you really exist in the nine realms?”Does anyone really live?”

Hearing him say so, the queen's heart was suddenly heavy. rd.

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