Goguryeo.

In the royal capital, Master Yijian’s mansion.

Fu Cailin sat upright in the hall, Fu Junyu and Fu Junqian, two disciples, standing by the side with their swords.

Except for Master Fu Cailin and his disciples, there was no one else in the entire mansion.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew and the main hall gate opened.

A tall and graceful woman wearing an ice blue long skirt, blonde hair and blue eyes, led a five- or six-year-old girl who was as cute as a New Year's painting doll, crossed the threshold and walked into the lobby.

With the arrival of this Western-Japanese woman, the temperature in the lobby dropped sharply, as if it was winter in an instant. The potted plants in the room withered in a flash, and a thin layer of frost also formed on the ground.

Fu Junyu and Fu Junqian held the hilt tightly, as if they were facing a great enemy.

The white clothes are as clean as snow, spotless and ugly as the appearance, but they wonderfully give people a sense of perfection, just like Fu Cailin, a banished immortal in the sky, still sitting leisurely.

He didn't even carry a sword.

"Fu Cailin, it's time to pay off the debt."

The Western female spoke in Chinese with a straightforward Chinese pronunciation, and her voice was cold. Every word she said gave people a bone-chilling coldness.

"How to pay off the debt?" Fu Cailin said with his own heart.

The Western-Japanese woman said, "Take your disciples and slaughter all Goguryeo. Then go from east to west, enter the Central Plains, meet a city, and slaughter a city."

"Impossible." Fu Cailin shook his head slowly and smiled, "Mr. Fu is not a butcher, how can he commit such a murder?"

"Then you're useless." The Western Yi woman sneered: "Jiu'er, have a meal."

"Yes!" The little girl who was led by her nodded obediently, smiled at Fu Cailin, opened her mouth, and acted to suck.

At this moment, a brilliant golden light suddenly burst out on Fu Cailin's body.

As the golden light bursts, everything inside is like a frozen movie scene, all solidifying.

Fu Junyu, Fu Junqian, Xiyi women, New Year's painting dolls... Even the ripples in the teacup and the air in the room were frozen in this moment!

In this dead silence that seemed to be static in time and space, Fu Cailin's soul left his body and turned into a sword of the soul, stabbing the Western Yi woman directly!

Holy Spirit Sword Technique, Twenty-Three Swords!

"Fu Cailin has devoted his whole life to the sword, his affection is in the sword, and his sincerity is in the sword. I have no regrets when using this sword!"

Amid the laughter, the sword of the soul stabbed the Western barbarians' eyebrows with a puff!

Click!

A shallow crack appeared between the eyebrows of a Western-Japanese woman.

Kick!

The cracks spread everywhere. In a blink of an eye, it spread from the eyebrows of the Western Wife woman to her whole body, making her whole body like a pieced together in pieces!

but……

Fu Cailin's soul suddenly changed his expression and sighed: "It's not a real person? What a pity..."

With this sound of regret, his golden soul suddenly disappeared.

As the soul dispersed, the solidified time and space became normal again. The Western-Japanese woman with cracks all over the body sounded like a crushed porcelain, collapsed and shattered into a pile of fragments. Each piece of fragment was only the size of a fingernail, and was flashing with crystal ice light and exuding a cold air.

This woman is not a flesh and blood body, but her body is made of ice!

Moreover, in the blink of an eye, the ice cubes everywhere flew and rotated in the howling cold wind, forming a complete human form again!

"I am worthy of being Master Yi Jian, but I have learned twenty-three swords with the incomplete Holy Spirit Sword Technique..."

The Western Yi woman who became intact said expressionlessly: "It's very good, but unfortunately, you chose the wrong person with this sword."

Fu Cailin could no longer answer.

His soul has completely dissipated.

Even his body turned into a human skin. When his soul dissipated, the time and space solidification power activated by "Sword Twenty-Three" disappeared. The girl named "Xiao Jiu" also completed her previous interrupted action.

With a sucking mouth, Fu Cailin's body burst out with black gas, wrapped in blood, broke through the top door, and threw it into Xiaojiu's mouth.

After slapping his mouth twice, Xiaojiu said in frustration: "There is only a little soup left in the big meal, and there is no best food!"

Soup obviously refers to Fu Cailin's flesh and blood essence. The most delicious thing is Fu Cailin's soul and skill.

Fu Cailin's soul used his lifelong skills to leave his body and attacked him. After a sword, the soul and his skills had all dissipated. What Xiao Jiu ate in his mouth was naturally the only essence of his flesh and blood.

When Xiaojiu complained depressedly, Fu Junyu and Fu Junqiu shouted in pain, drew their swords and unscathed them, and attacked Xiaojiu regardless of their own wits.

"Fortunately there are two more desserts." Xiaojiu smiled, opened her mouth, and sucked it gently.

Sigh ~

After eating noodles, only two human skins were left on the ground. Fu Junyu and Fu Junqian sisters died instantly.

"Let's go Xiaojiu, there are a lot of delicious food outside."

The Western Yi woman chuckled and led Xiaojiu out of the lobby.

After a moment, a cold current soared into the sky, scattered and swept across the Goguryeo royal city in an instant.

The entire royal city turned into an ice city with a frozen footage in the early summer of the fifth day of May.

All the residents of the whole city, from the kings and ministers to the common people, were frozen to death by the sudden cold wave when they were unprepared...

Jiangdu.

Yang Guang looked at the woman with long purple hair in front of him, with beautiful face, but cold and ruthless eyes, cruel and bloodthirsty like a wild beast, and slowly shook his head: "According to history, I should have died in March of the 14th year of Daye. I have lived for another year and two months, and I am full of my wish."

"So, you choose to die?"

The purple-haired woman said coldly.

"No, I chose to fight."

Yang Guang smiled, his male body shook, his skin turned into a dark golden color, a mountain was about to collapse, the earth was about to split, and a natural disaster was approaching, soaring from his body, and with a roar, blowing the dome of the hall above to pieces, shattering it!

"I am a great tyrant king who has been out for hundreds of years. I have been willing and willful all my life. Today, of course, I must be willful to the end! Girl, you are fair-skinned and beautiful, and your figure is in line with my taste! I will capture you with my own hands, first fork and then kill, then fork and then kill, hahaha..."

Amid the unrestrained and arrogant laughter, Yang Guang's fist thrust out, and the fierce fist that was enough to collapse the mountains and fall, blasted at the purple-haired woman like an angry dragon.

"I don't know what's wrong." The purple-haired woman smiled coldly, turned around and left: "Wu'er, eat him."

whee……

Amid the innocent and childish laughter, a "New Year's painting doll" with a red bellyband, a pair of machetes and a pink jade suddenly appeared in front of Yang Guang, looking at the angry dragon fist as if nothing was enough, and just opened his mouth and sucked it at Yang Guang.

Sigh...

Lingnan.

Songjiashan City.

Two girls who were exactly the same, like twin sisters, appeared hand in hand at the foot of Songjiashan City.

The Song Family Mountain City was destroyed in the battle with the aliens outside the sky. After several years of reconstruction, it has not yet returned to its old view. Standing at the foot of the mountain city, you can still see the traces left by the battle back then.

"The task is very difficult! Song Que is the only man among the four strongest people who are not restricted."

"That's why the president sent us two sisters to take action! No matter how strong Song Que is, he can't be our opponent..."

"Don't be careless. The doomsday is approaching, and the will of the world will instinctively react to promote the protagonists of the times and grow at an unimaginable speed. Although Song Que is not the protagonist of the Tang Dynasty's Double Dragon World, he is also considered the protagonist. With his background, he is enough to be favored by the will of the world. At this time of crisis that requires someone to turn the tide, Song Que, with a deep foundation, can be more urged by the will of the world than the two "contemporary protagonists" with shallow foundations of the Tang Dynasty..."

"So, Song Que may become very scary?"

"Yes, it's very terrible. Fortunately, two of the three masters had already died, and the remaining one had already been blocked. Yang Guang and Li Yuan were all strong people we deliberately supported, and they used them to dilute the attention of the world's will. Even if they were attracted by the world's will, and the ban was in their own hands, no matter how hard they struggled and resisted, they would still be vulnerable."

"The president is really far-sighted. Before a world dies, the final counterattack is easily resolved by us! But the will of the world is really stupid. It is obviously someone who has been tricked by us, but it cannot tell the difference at all. It consumes the power and all of them are triggered!"

"Ha, the will of most worlds is as ignorant as babies, with only instinct and no wisdom. Not every world can be like the prehistoric world and dnd world, and the spokesperson of the world with independent personality, such as "Hongjun" and "ao". Most world will only know how to instinct to inspire those strong people with luck, hoping that they can become the pillar of the sky and turn the tide. Unfortunately, this has been studied thoroughly by the president!"

"The president is really amazing..."

"Yes, she is the most promising genius in the reincarnation space in recent years who has the most hope of becoming a seven-star god and demon... Well, she was just chatting and accidentally discovered by Song Que!"

As he spoke, a sword light that penetrated the sky and the earth slashed down from the top of the mountain city.

"Hehe, it's so terrible!"

The two sisters smiled at each other, held hands, flew into the sky, facing the terrible sword light that seemed to be able to cut everything...

Shuzhong, Chengdu.

A woman who is both elegant and elegant, elegant and graceful, walked on the spacious streets of Chengdu City with six cute girls like dolls.

It was midnight, and even the beautiful Chengdu was already asleep. There was no one on the street, and only occasionally there were one or two cats and dogs barking.

"Mom, I'm hungry!" A girl bit her index finger and acted coquettishly at the woman.

As soon as she opened her mouth, the remaining five girls called hungry and kept acting coquettishly around the woman.

The woman said dotingly: "Mom knows that you are all hungry, but the big meals in the city are gone, and there are only a dozen side dishes left. Do you want to have a big meal or a side dishes?"

"Eat a big meal, have a big meal!" the little girls shouted.

But there was a girl who followed the crowd and called her for a big meal and whispered: "Then, then eat side dishes first and give it an appetizer."

"Yes, my sister is right. Let's eat side dishes first to get an appetizer!"

The woman shook her head helplessly, "Okay, then eat the side dishes first. After eating, I will take you to a place with many bald heads for a big meal..."

While speaking, she looked up and looked at the direction of Dashi Temple in the northern suburbs of Chengdu.

In her special vision, in the night sky over there, the gilded Buddha light soared into the sky and gradually condensed into a giant Buddha statue standing tall.

"But that big meal may not be easily eaten..."

The woman was worried and said softly, like a good mother who was worried about her child being hungry.

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