MTL - Joy of Life-~ Seven

Rainy night.

The long street is the most **.

People with rain in the heavy rain are very common.

But there was only one person who was wearing a red robe.

The walls of the palace are like a few cliffs, and the clouds are misty in the rain.

The red robe people walked slowly, silently and brightly.

Three arrows were suddenly shot on the wall, and the red robe did not shoot. The arrow lost its direction in the rain and was swallowed up by a giant beast named Dark.

The red robe raised his head.

Between the electric and the flint, the eyes were drawn with a gaze, and the wall masters were shaken.

Sword!

Constantly sucking, sucking the spirit of the soul in the dark.

In this icy city, countless guards have become a **** sacrifice.

Suddenly, the red robe flashed two figures in front of him.

The red robe stopped his footsteps and shook his scabbard. The storm could not wash his heart.

The sword in his hand was not sheathed. He knew that as long as he had a sword, there must be one person killed in the front.

But he does not know how to deal with the second person.

He can feel the difference between the two.

He will only pull the sword!

Among the two, he knows one!

That is the old man.

Si Gujian did not stab the Qing emperor because of the existence of this great master.

Another person took a step forward in time.

At the moment, the sky was far away, and suddenly a lightning flashed through, and then there was a thunder, and it started.

The sound is like a crack, but it seems to echo on the top of the head, echoing, for a long time.

The wall shadows, a little bit of light flutters across the sky, and through the lightning, the red robe sees each other.

It is a monk of a temple.

The night is like ink, the wind and rain are shaking, the world is suddenly silent, and only the sound of raindrops hitting the ground is heard.

a long time….

Time is short and it’s too long.

When the gas rises to the top, it will not change when it will be.

Hong Gonggong's whole person slowly straightened, and the bones sent out a "beep" like a bunch of whip.

The whole person seems to have pulled up a dozen inches in the meantime.

But he didn't shoot, he was not sure.

The monks around him couldn’t stand it, and the bamboo sticks in his hands shattered the rain curtains, and a tiger screamed, as if from the sky.

Sticks such as tigers, people like Wolong, the power of this style, no one can match.

Unfortunately, his opponent is the red robe!

Dahongpao's sword is like a gust of wind. No matter how powerful the power is, it will disappear in the wind without a trace.

When the sword disappeared, the monk felt a cool breeze blowing on him.

Although the wind is light, it is cold and biting!

The monk's expression was stiff and condensed on his face into a strange and secret expression.

His whole body of blood seemed to have been frozen, and his people fell from the air to the ground.

The wind stopped and the human breath seemed to stop.

Hong Gonggong wrinkled his face with wrinkles and said with a long sigh.

"Good sword!"

The red robe eyes flashed, holding a long sword, and there was no sound.

Hong Gonggong continued: "The technique of kendo lies in the essence.

This sword is afraid that no one in the world can stop it. ”

The martial art is a sigh of relief, and then decays, and exhausted.

If this is the case, even if the four itches are not said, everyone in the world should understand.

At the thought of this, the red robe people flashed a hint of fear in their eyes, and the long sword in their hands seemed to be slightly trembled by the raindrops.

The sword is in the hands, it is better to be more threatening in the scabbard!

Hong Gonggong suddenly stood up and his body was smart.

He floats in the air, as the air flows very slowly but is light and incomparable.

He shot.

The action is like a girl's fold.

Gentle and slow, but can not tell the chilly and strange.

The red robe is overwhelmed, and he will not do anything but draw a sword!

He wanted to close his eyes and let the rain smother his body. He suddenly remembered his brother, and his mouth was bitter.

He always thought that there was only one Hong Si itch around the emperor, but he forgot the relationship between the emperor and the temple.

The temple is the last card of the emperor.

The monk has exhausted his sword, his sword spirit.

The sword is in his hand, not in the sheath, and he has no way to pull the second sword.

He is a deadly red robe, but at this moment he will be taken away by others.

All missions and strengths will be taken away.

Because this is "death."

When "death" comes, what power can be blocked in the world?

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However, this attack did not take away the life of the red robe. It took away a gnome, a gnome who did not know where to come out.

Hong Si was shocked and he thought of who this gnome was.

"Hand" in the middle finger, one body shrinks the bones to make a difference.

Hong Si Itching did not know where the little finger was hiding, nor how he was mixed into the palace.

He suddenly felt a cold heart.

The sword in the hands of the gnome pierced the body of Hong Si.

The sword light flows, and the haze is incomparable.

"呯", the two fell to the ground at the same time.

Double-buried sword, jade broken, want to live with the world!

The little finger is vicious, he is not only embarrassed to his opponent, but also more embarrassed to himself.

His body couldn't stand the full blow of the great master, the blood spilled into the sky, mixed with the heavy rain.

The red rain is soaking the imperial city, so beautiful, so charming.

Blood rain! !

When the blood is raining, it will be out of trouble!

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The red robe stood there like a clay sculpture, and the ears kept echoing the words of the little finger before death.

"I can't make the ring finger sad, I don't want to see her sad.

I will feel happy when she is happy, you must live! ”

The little finger lay quietly on the floor with a smile on his lips.

What is the definition of happiness?

Is eternal life?

Is it wealth?

Do not….

As long as you see your loved ones happy and happy, that is happiness.

The little finger is a happy, happy life.

She saved the little finger, and the little finger saved her lover.

Because the little finger loves her, and because Dahongpao loves her.

Isn't a person's life a cycle of fate?

"please….

for sure….

be happy! ”

There is no embarrassment here, like the silence of the past, the silence makes people feel empty and helpless.

Everything has not changed.

The red robe people vaguely remember this place, this place is still so lonely and empty.

The entire palace is brightly lit, but only the royal study is dimly lit.

It’s not that the royal study is not full of lights, but even the bright lights can’t illuminate the emperor’s heart.

Because the brilliance in his heart has become awkward with the departure of a woman.

When he made up his mind to take the supervision and the internal library into his own hands, when he made up his mind to dominate the world, he had already entered the dark.

The beauty is gone, where is the candlelight?

It was he who extinguished the light with his own hands, and the only thing left was endless greed.

As long as the rights are still in your own hands, life is still there, and ambition is still there.

As long as a person has ambition, his life is precious.

It’s just the lives of other people who have been taken away. What is this with him?

Taking away the woman's everything by hand, he can achieve his life.

Then what is the death of a woman and what is it with him?

How big is greed and how big is ambition.

Greed is always in the world! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

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"Now I finally know why you always like to wear a red dress."

The emperor looked up and looked at the rain outside the window and said: "There are too many people to kill, only the red clothes can cover the blood of your body."

"You are deceiving yourself."

The emperor turned his head and there was a kind of mighty power in his speech.

The red robe bowed his head, and the red robe was still bright and eye-catching, but it was not rain, but blood!

The red robe was soaked, but there was no trace of rain.

The red robe was originally dyed with blood!

"Why come to kill me?" The emperor's eyes were cold and seemed to be trying to see through the hearts of the opposite people.

"Why come to kill you, why?" The robe of the red robe muttered, do not know how to answer.

The emperor seems to have seen through the heart of the red robe, satisfied that his eyes have left the other side, once again looking out the window, talking to himself:

"This is just a game."

"You and I are just puppets who are being matched."

The red robe remembered the index finger.

He suddenly smiled, smiling like a forefinger, laughing hard to see, very sad.

He suddenly understood the index finger and understood the smile of the index finger.

Disheartened.

Of course.

"Someone wants to kill me, he hates me.

He laid out his line. ”

"You are the sword in his hand.

He can't kill me, but he knows how to use you to kill me. ”

"You have weaknesses in your heart, you are not worthy of being a killer!"

The emperor's words waved the hearts of the red robes one after another. The two met for the first time, but the emperor knew him for decades.

There are weaknesses in the hearts of the red robe!

"Fan leisure"!

The name is like a huge stone, pressed against the head of the red robe, and lingering.

Everything seems to be prophecy!

The prophecy of Xiaoyan's son!

When the emperor’s banner is inserted in Dongyi City, who would have thought of Dahongpao just to remove Fan’s heart disease?

When Dahongpao kills Ye Liuyun and kills passers-by, who would have thought that this is just to let Fan Yu’s love of the sea otter blossom and support the banner of Beiqi.

Let the generation gap and resistance between the two of them be suppressed to a minimum?

The sea otter blossoms need strength and needs fame.

Only then will there be no objection to what she said.

Only in this way, she said that she should stay with Fan, and who can stop it?

Junshan will be enemies with Fan Xi, and he will be destroyed.

The emperor wants to ban the fan, he will kill!

It’s Fan Free! It is Fan Leisure! Still fan leisure!

He was seen through someone's heart and he was used by someone.

"Do you know.

It should be green and red. ”

“Why can't green leaves become safflower? Why?”

“Why is the sky blue?”

"Because the lake is blue."

“Why is the water in this pool green?”

"Because it is not deep enough."

How much memory, how much is warm, how much resentment surrounds him, and refuses to leave?

Standing on the journey of time, whenever I look back, I find that there are more and more footprints behind me, and I am getting more and more rushed.

He remembered the gentle corner of his mouth and remembered the man like a prostitute.

Only this person is really treating him!

This person is like a flower.

Sometimes the moon concealed willows, sometimes with branches.

The red robe smiled and wandered around a large circle. It turned out that he was still the green leaf that made the wedding dress for others.

It’s just that after so many things, he has been unaware of it.

He is a killer, the most famous killer in the world.

However, he did not live for himself one day.

He lives for others, for his brother, for his respectful grandfather.

He is a puppet, he is a green leaf, he is a stupid idiot.

He is walking dead!

At this moment, he lost his self, lost his sword and lost his heart.

He is not cold enough, he lost the courage to draw a sword!

He is no longer a killer.

"This killer is not too cold?" The red robe thought about it for a while.

"You humble yourself!" said the emperor.

"Do you still want to kill me?" asked the emperor.

"Who are you going to kill me? For yourself?" said the emperor.

"I do not know."

The red robe answered.

The emperor's eyes were filled with ridiculous smiles. He knew that the red robe had been beaten by him.

His language is always the most powerful and direct weapon.

Being able to take in the heart of the other person in an instant, can bring people to the cloud, and can kick people into hell.

This is the art of the emperor!

For a time, the 20-year-old warrior, contempt for the ambition of the world, once again filled his body.

He looked at the red robes, like the ants who looked at them and stole them.

The torrential rain roared outside the window, and the wind blew the candlelight in the study room, and the book page "brushed" on the table.

The red robe raised his head, pale and his eyes blurred. He was shocked again, and he felt incredible.

Until now, he discovered that the man in front of him is a truly hidden master.

If it wasn't for his heart's sudden excitement, the strong man's temperament would be involuntarily exhaled. The red robe could not see that he would martial arts.

His martial arts have entered the realm of the country, and it has become a perfect match with nature. Therefore, the people in the red robes are not aware of it.

contempt!

The most taboo thing of the military is actually the first killer in the world.

The red robe has completely collapsed.

This talent is the best in the world, and the red robe is not worthy!

------When the cold comes, you can never see its power, but it has invisibly turned the water into ice, causing people to freeze.

The emperor seems to have noticed the change of the red robe, and he unleashes his own domineering.

The overbearing instinct of cultivation for more than 20 years broke out in an instant!

The air is twisting, the royal study is twisted, and even the two people facing each other are distorted!

This is domineering!

Not only did the woman send her hands to the supervision office, but also the internal library.

At the same time, he gave him the unique hegemony of the world.

but……

What did the woman get?

Another woman paid for his youth and paid a reputation.

Even for his shameless and dirty work time and time again, he still sheds tears in the Guangxin Palace.

she was…….

What did you get?

They can't see through and can't see it.

They are all incurable idiots.

The wet robes of the red robes have drained.

In the entire royal study, it was dyed with a thorny fat by red rain.

Crimson.

Such as the twilight sky, such as smoke and rain.

Who is crying? Who is bleeding?

who is it! ! !

Is he, or she?

Is it blood rain?

Ominous signs!

The emperor's hands were cold, but the blood was hot.

Being able to play with Dahongpao is the most exciting and proud thing in his life.

This is his first time doing it himself, maybe it will be the last time.

Only Dahongpao can make him have hands-on thoughts.

Four Gu Jian does not match, Ye Liuyun does not match.

Dongyi City does not match, North Qi...

Not worthy! ! !

"I am just an ordinary person."

The emperor said proudly.

How many can you really do to be ordinary?

Who can strike with him?

"do not worry."

The emperor raised his domineering to the limit, hitting the iron like a hot iron, and beating the confidence of the red robe. "After you die, I will bury your loved ones and friends with you, so that you will not be lonely."

The emperor has even been able to imagine that next to the tombstone of the red robe, there has been a lonely little yellow flower, wild grasses, and insect ants.

Broken, defeated, desolate.

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"Strategically despise your opponent and tactically value your opponent."

"The enemies are paper tigers."

The emperor was very obedient. He kept remembering these two sentences.

However, this time he was wrong.

He saw the red robe raise his head, and his eyes seemed to have re-hidden a needle, flickering with the candlelight.

He seems to have recovered his heart suddenly.

What is driving him to continue to survive?

Is it sword? Is it confidence? Is it luck?

Xunzi’s words to the Hongpao people have always been wrong, but this time he is also wrong.

is love! Unforgettable love!

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"You can't die!" The smile of the little finger before his death still flashed in front of his eyes.

"I am waiting for you to come back!" The nameless voice is warm, and a little sweetness comes to my heart.

"Why can't the green leaf become a safflower?" The cold voice of the scorpion got into his ear.

Yes! He can't die yet!

There is still a slap in the distance waiting for him!

The fragrant lips like chrysanthemum still need him to go to the shackles.

She is slender and gentle.

She is passionate and can devour each other in love!

He can't die yet, he wants to live to see her, and see her clear moonlight eyes again.

Once is enough, just a glance!

The black rain is getting bigger and bigger, and the more and more urgent.

The rain slaps the window, but it has already hit the red robe and the strong heart!

His heart has no weaknesses!

The woman who touched his heart, let him have no weakness in an instant!

The sword whispered in the sheath, and his hand held the hilt again and again, nothing could separate them!

He and her? Still, the hand and the hilt....

This power, this belief, the emperor will never understand.

He never remembered love, he never loved, he personally ruined his love...

A thunder bomb, the first sounds.

Lightning thunder, the wind and rain are screaming.

There seems to be a state of confusion in the study, as if sleeping in a big dream, will wake up and be awkward, a chaos.

Suddenly, the atmosphere has changed!

Such as booming, such as lightning, such as squally winds, such as Jutao.

Killing the forest, killing!

How long is it?

How many moments are there in a moment of rest?

The fly between the fingers is annihilated, and it turns into dust.

Such as the white gap, a glance!

The two raised their hands at the same time, and the world seemed to be pierced by a lightning bolt.

That moment illumined the dark world, broke through the chaos, and wiped the trail of the rain cloud.

The rain stopped and the night was quiet.

Only the sound of bamboo waves coming from the wind in the distance echoed gently in the night sky.

The guards outside Chen Yuan are still unbreakable, and it seems that even a fly can't fly in.

If the fly does not fly, it does not mean that the shadow cannot enter.

When the shadows passed over the guards of the armor, they did not notice the person.

Did not notice that a shocking news has been introduced to Chen Yuan.

"The sire is falling."

After the shadow left four words, it floated away.

There was only one old man left there, and the old man was in a wheelchair.

The rain stopped, and the hot air of the hot air spread out from the ground, and the air was extremely stuffy.

But the old man’s leg is still covered with a thick blanket.

After hearing the shadows, the old man stretched his brows. He only felt the blood in his chest, and it was difficult to calm for a long time.

He suddenly felt empty.

He hates the emperor.

He fell in love with a woman.

The emperor took her away.

He hates!

When the emperor's hands were stained with the blood of this woman, he could only look at it and look numbly.

The emperor took over the woman’s wealth and he could only continue to take care of it.

He hates himself!

When the Dongyi woman was embraced by the emperor, she only left a trace of embarrassment.

He began to resent!

From that moment on, the old man lost his self.

In addition to hatred, he first learned that there are more terrible feelings in the world than hatred.

That is destruction!

He wants to destroy the man.

But this kind of feeling makes him want to destroy himself and want to destroy the world.

The death of the emperor, the chaos of the world, the charity of life!

He never thought of his fault from beginning to end, because he felt that he was not wrong at all.

The man is wrong!

but……

What can you do if you destroy it?

How about life, how about death?

He seems to suddenly understand what, after the revenge, there is no glimpse of pleasure, but it has fallen into endless pain.

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The moon is empty.

The moon is like a wind, and the moon is as bright as silk.

The old man touched his broken leg and suddenly laughed.

Laughing and laughing, and gradually weeping.

"Your Majesty! The old slave is loyal to you!"

The old man’s hoarse crying rang through the entire Chen Yuan.

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Yu Qing five years in March

His Majesty’s death

On the same schedule, Ping Ping’s illness is in Chen Yuan.

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Who is in position?

Who will show up again?

Who will stand in the peak of martial arts?

Why did the emperor die of illness?

It doesn't matter all, it's important to be alive.

When tens of thousands of meteors have crossed the sky.

You look up and you can still see the morning star.

The sky won't lose color because of the fall of these meteors.

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