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Volume Two, The Lake of Winter, Chapter 62: An Arrow That Destroys Life(2/2)



Prince Longqing, who was sitting cross-legged on the snowy cliff, could feel the fluctuations of the aura of heaven and earth coming from the distance. He even clearly sensed Ning Que's hostility and murderous intent, but he didn't care and even disdained to open his eyes.

In his sea of ​​consciousness at this time, the half-day darkness has retreated, and the stars are about to occupy the entire sky. On the firewood behind him, the peach blossom is already in full bloom, and the last petal is about to bloom with the last trembling.

The path of cultivation becomes more and more difficult as one goes up, the more difficult it is to break through, and the more dangerous it becomes when breaking through. However, the two sides are so far apart that he simply does not believe that the other side can use any means to interfere with him.

To hurt someone from a distance of more than ten miles, if it is not the sword of the sword master Liu Bai, it can only be the legendary saint who has entered the realm of distancelessness. But does such a person really exist in the world?

What's more, there is Taoist idiot Ye Hongyu protecting the law beside him.

This is what Prince Longqing really thought when he was about to die for the first time in his life.

Then he immediately knew he was wrong.





Ning Que, who had just broken through, was at the most perfect peak of his life. He shot his most powerful Yuan Thirteen Arrows without making any adjustments or waiting, or even allowing his joy to continue to overflow.

The power of meditation accumulated in the past ten years, the tenacity left in his heart by the hardships, all the knowledge of the world and the cold emotions of hatred, resentment, and coldness were all poured out in this arrow. .

It has nothing to do with grudges, but it is indeed very satisfying.

The water in Daming Lake is rolling and shaking, and the fish are frightened.

From the meadow to the snow cliff, countless fallen leaves fluttered down, and the treetops fled in panic, forming a hollow.

Invisible arrows move forward in this hollow.

This arrow.

Jinghu was shocked.

The jungle is in chaos.

New peach withered.





Prince Longqing opened his eyes in shock and looked towards the green valley, his face instantly turned extremely pale.

Prince Longqing lowered his head in astonishment and looked at the black-clothed chest, his eyes instantly becoming extremely sad.

A flower bloomed on the chest covered by the black monk's robe.

It's not the golden flower that bloomed after I mastered Xiling Taoism in my wonderful dream.

But a blood flower.

Behind the flower is a hole.

A very empty hole.

There is nothing inside the hole.





The moment before, the dark and slender Yuan Thirteen Arrow disappeared from Ning Que's bowstring, disappearing into the milky white turbulent flow of vitality.

The next moment, Yuan Shisan Arrow arrived in front of Prince Longqing.

The flight of this talisman arrow seems to take no time and can ignore the distance.

The hard talisman arrow directly pierced the chest and abdomen of Prince Longqing, bringing out an extremely exaggerated blood flower, tearing up the snowy mountains in his body, and then continued to fly like a black lightning until it shot into the far distance behind the snow cliff. in the mountain peaks.

There was a loud bang.

The snow accumulated around the waist of the mountain peak began to collapse, gradually turning into a white torrent with a sound like thunder.

The clear sky suddenly turned gloomy, with dark clouds forming in the north of the wasteland.

Prince Longqing looked down at the transparent hole between his chest and abdomen, and his body slowly began to tremble.

The arrow was so fast that he didn't react at all. It was so fast that after the blood sprayed, the blood in the horrific wound had no time to seep out, so it penetrated his body and disappeared without a trace.

The peach blossoms on the firewood beside him have withered.

The stars in his sea of ​​consciousness have all been shattered, and the remaining darkness has been torn into pieces.

Prince Longqing moved the corners of his lips and smiled with difficulty and confusion, but the smile was so painful that it hurt to the bone marrow.

Thousands of streams turned into water, and then merged into rivers. After thousands of miles of hard work, canyons, hills, plains, and tidal flats, finally the waves rushed and destroyed the sand. They were about to go out to sea, but they encountered thousands of meters of cliffs head-on. The waves scattered into foam. It was so miserable. Just like him at this time

Feeling.

He was originally a prince in the capital of the Yan Kingdom, but he had many adventures, saw the most prosperous things in the world, and experienced the luckiest things in the world. In his youth, he had to travel around the countries to judge, and was finally favored by Haotian and became the splendid God of Beauty in Peach Mountain.

son.

Today, he was finally about to cross that important threshold on the path of spiritual practice and enter the realm of knowing his destiny. He felt extremely comfortable both physically and mentally. With his back against the greenery and his face towards the snow-capped peaks, with old trees growing new peach beside him, his life seemed to be about to be complete.

However, at this moment, an arrow flew from the sky.

One arrow destroyed everything he had.

How could he not feel pain?





(Note: The two hundred and seven words here are directly used from the first volume of Yuan Thirteen Arrows. Because I thought about it, I couldn’t think of a better description of arrow shooting than this paragraph, so I copied it directly.

Yes, even if you cut out this number of words, this chapter is still full of words. I want to report to you that this chapter is really thoughtful. Please read it carefully.

And today is World Sleep Day, but I, the patient, have insomnia due to coughing and random thoughts. I don’t know how to admire myself, but fortunately I am awake when I am typing.

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