Fighter of the Destiny

The black piece of wood in Nanke's hand suddenly lit up.

She looked down at the black wood that seemed to be turning into jade. She looked at it for a long time, her expression extremely focused. Her eyes, which were usually indifferent or even dull, gradually became vivid and bright.

Through this piece of black wood, she clearly felt that there was a certain connection between herself and the tall mausoleum in the distance.

Something in the mausoleum kept calling to Soul Wood, and at the same time it was also sending an invitation to her.

Before entering this grassland where the sun never sets, she didn't know the specific function of the piece of black wood given to her by the teacher, but now, everything is clear.

This is the core of Zhou Ling, or part of the core, and the other part is in Zhou Ling at this time.

She couldn't control Zhou Ling through this piece of black wood, but she could control the tide of monsters in the grassland behind her.

The contact from the distant mausoleum confirmed that it was the Zhou Tomb, the place she was looking for. At the same time, if what she expected was true, Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng were in that mausoleum.

At this moment, she even felt a little grateful towards Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong.

If Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong hadn't led the way, there would have been no way for her to find Zhou Ling and get close to it, thereby establishing a connection between Heimu and the Soul Hub.

You know, not even her teacher can cross this vast grassland and find the location of Zhou Ling.

Nanke's eyes became brighter and brighter, no longer as dull as usual, as if there were flames burning in them.

That mausoleum contains the inheritance of Zhou Du|fu.

Only she knows how important Zhou Du|fu's inheritance is to her sect.

From her point of view, the inheritance in that mausoleum, even the mausoleum itself, this grassland where the sun never sets, and even the entire Zhou Garden should belong to her sect.

This is the world that Shimen left behind, and today, she will finally take it back.

Unlike Nan Ke, Teng Xiaoming and Liu Waner, the magic couple, were more moved by the fact that Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong were able to find this tomb.

You know, it has been hundreds of years since Zhou Yuan appeared in the world. Countless talented and determined human and demon practitioners have been here, trying to find Zhou Ling, but no one has succeeded.

The military advisor's understanding of Zhou Yuan is obviously far better than that of the saints in the human world, but there is no way to do it.

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong did it.

It is indeed the future of the human world.

The strategist had great foresight and spent so much resources and effort to kill these young humans in Zhou Garden. It really made sense.

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Somewhere in the grassland where the sun never sets, the reeds and wild grass were cut by something sharp and thickly spread to form a huge floating island. It should be very comfortable to lie on it.

Qi Jian was leaning on the haystack, looking in a certain direction in the sky. His pale face was full of fear, and his eyes that were a little dim because of the serious injury became even darker.

It was almost twilight at this time. Logically speaking, the sky should turn red and warm, but now, it was dark.

The reason for the darkness is not that there are clouds there and it will rain, but that there is a huge shadow that covers the entire sky.

That huge shadow slowly moved up and down with the strong wind in the sky, like a pair of wings.

But...how could there be such a big bird in the world that could cover thousands of miles of sky with its spread wings? How can heaven and earth accommodate such creatures?

Is this the legendary... no, the mythical roc?

It is said that in the far west, outside Daxizhou, on the boundless sea, there lives a strange beast called Dapeng. With its wings spread out, it can reach thousands of miles away.

It is said that this kind of roc is extremely powerful and has already half-stepped into the sacred realm. Even the most powerful people from the holy realm in the human world will find it difficult to defeat it.

How did such a terrifying Dapeng live in this grassland? Where does it usually hide? Why didn't it break through Zhouyuan and leave? If it can't, then what force is restraining it in this grassland?

The more Qi Jian thought about it, the more frightened he became, and his face became paler and paler.

After dozens of days of running away, the sword wound in her lower abdomen had healed on the surface, but instead of getting better, the injuries inside her body gradually worsened. At this time, her mind was agitated and she coughed uncomfortably.

Zhexiu brought a bowl of medicinal soup from nowhere, handed it to her and said, Drink.

It is still so concise, clear and crisp.

It can be seen that Qi Jian has become very familiar with and dependent on him after walking together for dozens of days. In addition to being seriously injured and weak, he naturally showed the demeanor of a little daughter, and said angrily like a spoiled child: It's so hard, but it's useless.

Zhexiu said that Chen Changsheng would definitely be able to cure their poisons and injuries, but in fact, he had been fighting and living alone in the snowfield since he was a child. No matter whether he was injured or sick, he had to find medicine for treatment by himself. He had rich experience in this area. If in the world outside Zhou Garden, no matter how serious the sword wound Qi Jian suffered, he would still be sure to cure her. The problem is that this is a grassland where the sun never sets. There are very few plant species growing between the water and the dry land. Most of them are reeds and wild grasses. It is difficult to find suitable herbs. The medicinal soup he made for her these days was made from kudzu rhizome which was hard to find. It tasted really bad and the medicinal effect was average, but... drinking it was better than not drinking it at all.

So after listening to Qi Jian's complaints and coquettishness, his answer was as simple and direct as ever: If you don't drink, I'll spank you.

Qi Jian's pale face was slightly red, and his left hand subconsciously reached behind him to cover it.

Obviously, such conversations, such coquettishness and resentment, and such concise and concise answers have happened many times in these days.

It was even possible that he actually spanked her, like a child.

The method of folding sleeves is very useful, and Qijian doesn't seem to be disgusted with it. He just likes to be taught a few words by him coldly.

Like a little animal, she leaned towards his hand and slowly began to drink the medicinal soup in small sips. For some reason, she felt that the medicinal soup was still a little sweet.

After drinking the medicinal soup, her injuries were stimulated by the medicine, and she coughed again. Two ominous blushes appeared on her pale face, making her look extremely uncomfortable.

Zhexiu moved behind her, stretched out his right palm to grasp the side of her neck, and slowly poured the true energy into her body according to the method that Chen Changsheng had mentioned in the Tomb of Heavenly Books.

He has done this kind of thing many times and is very skilled at it.

The floating island composed of reeds and wild grasses was quiet.

Qi Jian closed his eyes, his body was trembling slightly, and his face was pale.

Zhexiu would occasionally open his eyes and look into the distance.

He could see nothing but was accustomed to being alert.

And he can only open his eyes when Qi Jian has his eyes closed.

Because in the depths of his pupils, those green flames representing toxins have become darker and darker, almost occupying the entire pupils, and are so gorgeous that it is heart-stopping.

If he could not leave this grassland and Zhou Garden, his eyes might never recover.

He didn't tell Qijian about this.

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I don't know how long it took before Zhishou's palm left Qi Jian's back.

Qi Jian coughed twice, feeling that the flow of true energy in his body was slightly smoother, and it was not as uncomfortable as before.

What should we do next? She looked at Zhexiu and asked softly, looking a little timid, as if she was worried that this question would affect his mood.

Zhe Xiu looked at the terrifying shadow in the distance and remained silent. In recent days, they have not encountered any monsters again. This grassland is very quiet and strange. He knows that it must be related to the huge shadow in the sky, but he doesn't know what happened over there.

There must be other human practitioners coming in. Qijian said: That shadow might be a conspiracy of the demons. Do we want to go over and help?

No. Zhexiu said, Whether it's a conspiracy by the demons or not, it has nothing to do with us.

Qi Jian opened his eyes wide and said in confusion: But... maybe there are human practitioners who are being attacked.

Zhexiu said: First of all, it's too far over there and we can't get there. Secondly, we can't beat that big roc. Thirdly, I'm not a human practitioner. I have no obligation to help those people. Finally, if I'm not wrong in my calculations, , this incident may be our only chance to leave this grassland.

Qi Jian looked at his side face and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't.

She grew up in the Lishan Sword Sect since she was a child, and the education she received prevented her from watching humans being attacked by demons and ignoring them. However, the reasons Zhexiu said were too sufficient, and the most important thing was that she knew very well, During this journey of escaping through the prairie, she was his burden, so she had no right to ask him to take any more risks.

The most important thing is that your injuries are very serious. If you don't think of a way, you will die soon. Zhe Xiu looked at her and said expressionlessly.

Looking at his face, Qi Jian suddenly felt sad, thinking that he was going to die, how could you still be so calm?

Zhexiu had no idea what she was thinking, so he continued, I smelled something on the water just now. There should be a few rosewood trees two miles ahead.

Qi Jian looked slightly strange and asked, What is that?

Zhe Xiu said: It is a kind of weed. Monsters or war horses will become unconscious if they eat it by mistake.

Qi Jian suddenly had a very bad thought and asked: Who are you... going to feed it to?

For you to eat, of course.

Zhexiu felt that her question was very stupid. He frowned slightly and said, You are too mentally exhausted right now. I don't know why you are particularly fond of talking these days. It's obviously because your injury is getting worse. After eating the drunken rosewood, you have to take a good rest. Taking a nap will not do any good to your injury, but it will at least allow you to hold on for a while longer.

Qi Jian was quiet for a while, and then asked cautiously: Have you ever eaten that kind of grass?

Zhexiu said with an expressionless face: After eating that kind of grass, you will fall asleep and become unconscious. Even a field rat can eat you. Of course I have not eaten it.

Qijian said slightly annoyed, Then let me eat.

Zhexiu said: I won't sleep, so you are naturally safe.

This was a simple objective explanation, but in the ears of a fourteen-year-old girl, it sounded like some kind of promise, which made her feel warm.

How long will it take to sleep after eating that kind of grass? she asked.

Zhe Xiu was silent for a while and said, I've never seen anyone eat it, so... I don't know.

Qi Jian was silent for a while, then said quietly: Then you let me eat?

It's still the same five words, with the same meaning, but there are some subtle differences in emotion.

It's not poisonous, nothing will happen.

I don't want to eat.

If my conclusion is correct, eating that grass will help you survive at least ten more days.

But it's possible to sleep for a hundred days, a thousand days.

Do you humans like to speak so exaggeratedly?

I don't want to eat anyway. Qi Jian insisted.

Zhexiu didn't know why she was so stubborn. After a moment of silence, he once again used the tried and tested trick: If you don't eat, spank your butt.

In the past dozens of days, there were many times, such as when she was taking very bitter herbs, when she would not sleep until she held him in her arms, when she insisted on washing his face every morning, but refused to agree before nightfall every day. When asking him to help wash feet, or when the differences between two people are so great that they can't be reconciled, he will use this trick in the end.

Along the way, he had already discovered that this close disciple of the head of the Lishan Sword Sect and the Yao girl in the Seven Laws of the Kingdom of God was not the coquettish, spoiled girl he imagined. She was stubborn, resolute and even a bit stubborn. Not to mention beating her, even his threats to throw her down couldn't make her change her mind.

She was just afraid of being spanked by him.

Zhexiu didn't know why. There was obviously the most flesh there, so the pain was the least painful.

Maybe because she is a woman.

He had read books about the human world and knew about this aspect, but he just couldn't understand it.

Thinking about Qijian's performance along the way, he felt that human beings were really troublesome, especially women.

Why do you have to wash your face every day after waking up? You know how can there be so much water on the snowfield? Just wipe it with a bunch of snow and it will be fine. What will happen if you don't wipe it? Not taking good care of your facial skin? He was already injured to the point of death, why should he care about those things? Why don't you let yourself wash your feet every night? Don’t you know that when traveling long distances, the most important thing is to keep your feet clean and dry so that you can go further? Well, he was carrying her on his back the whole way, so she didn't need to walk, so there was really no reason to care too much about foot washing.

Fortunately, they always have something to be afraid of.

Like spanking.

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After listening to Zhe Xiu's words, Qi Jian's little face flushed slightly with embarrassment, but surprisingly he refused to obey and said angrily: If you don't want to eat, just don't eat.

Listening to her childish and unhappy voice, Zhe Xiu was slightly startled, thinking to herself what was going on, that she wasn't even afraid of being spanked today?

He thought about the scene when he spanked her for the first and only time a few days ago. He felt a little confused and subconsciously wiped her leg with his right hand.

Qi Jian saw his actions and punched him on the shoulder in shame.

It's just that she is extremely weak now, so this punch naturally has no power, and it doesn't look like she is acting coquettishly.

do not be afraid.

Zhexiu thought he had guessed the reason for her disobedience, so he tried to make his voice softer and said, As long as I live, I will carry you out.

Qi Jian reached out and grasped the hem of his clothes, opened his eyes wide, looked at him pitifully, and said, But who will show you the way?

Zhexiu couldn't see her appearance and said, Wherever the shadow goes, we will go in the opposite direction.

After saying this, he stood up, carried her on his back, walked down the water island composed of weeds and reeds, walked into the shallow water, and headed towards the rosewood plants.

Qi Jian hugged him and rested her little face on his shoulder. She didn't speak and didn't know what she was thinking.

She is very weak now and often gets sleepy easily. When she is carried on his back these days, she will fall asleep quickly.

He was not tall and his shoulders were not broad, but he gave her a very solid feeling, like a ship that would never capsize in the ocean.

But today she didn't want to sleep. She resisted exhaustion and weakness and looked at the sky quietly.

Zhexiu felt it, stopped, and after a moment of silence said, You really don't want to sleep?

Qijian acquiesced to his opinion.

She always felt that if she ate those few weeds and fell asleep, it might take a long, long time before she woke up.

Who will show him the way?

Will I not see you when I wake up?

If I can't get out of this grassland, will I die in my sleep?

I do not want.

Even if I die, it is best to stay awake so that I can confirm that I am still with you.

Because of her silence, Zhexiu also became quiet.

He didn't know what she was thinking, but he knew that she must be thinking about a lot of meaningless things.

Human beings are indeed troublesome, especially women.

No matter what age.

At that time, the dusk was like blood, and the sky in the distance was as dark as a cloudy sky.

He looked up into the distance, felt, and then confirmed the direction.

After making these preparations, he raised his right hand, turned his palm into a knife, and landed on Qijian's neck.

There was a soft snap, and Qi Jian fainted.

The whole world is quiet.

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There is a grassland in Zhou Garden. The sun on the grassland has not set, but it is covered by a terrifying shadow. There is a snowfield outside Zhou Garden. The sun has not risen in the snowfield, and there is also a shadow in the night sky. Compared with the terrifying shadow on the grassland, this shadow is larger in area, not violent, but more cold and terrifying, and exudes a faint aura of invincibility.

This shadow is the will of the devil. Under this shadow, the demon general's already extremely powerful combat power was once again enhanced. Those ordinary demon soldiers who formed a formation and stretched for dozens of miles also gained great courage, no matter what happened in the wind and snow. No matter how dazzling the sword light was, it could not make them feel the slightest fear.

There are only two people who are completely unaffected by this shadow, one is Su Li, and the other is the demon strategist covered in black robes.

The man in black robe sat cross-legged on the snow hill. In front of his knees was an iron plate. Between the plates were mountains, rivers, cold ponds and wetlands. There was a setting sun, but no stars. It was Zhou Garden.

Above the iron plate, four life lamps hung. Those four life lamps had become weak, especially two of them were as fiery as silk threads, as if they would go out at any time.

In the wind and snow more than ten miles away, a magnificent sword light was traveling between heaven and earth, but it could not leave.

Several mountain-like figures of demon generals stood in the wind and snow, leading tens of thousands of demon troops, chasing the sword light and the humans in front of the sword light.

Su Li is not very old, but he is the master-uncle of Lishan Sword Sect. His seniority is extremely high. What is even higher is his swordsmanship and strength.

He is not a saint, he is a prodigal, traveling around the world and only occasionally appearing in the world.

He didn't get involved in all the storms, because no one knew what his intentions were.

But everyone knows that his level of strength can be ranked at the forefront of the human world, standing on an equal footing with saints, and walking with the wind and rain.

Even because of his temperament, in terms of personal combat power, lethality, and threat to the demon clan, this person is the only one after Zhou Du|fu.

In order to kill Su Li, the demon clan had prepared for a long time and was mentally prepared to sacrifice many strong men. In fact, one demon general had already died in the battle and three demon generals were seriously injured.

Even the Demon King did not hesitate to waste the power of the night and turned his will into a shadow, covering the sky.

The black robe seemed very calm, always sitting cross-legged on the snow hill. He would only react when Su Li showed murderous intent towards him.

The reason why he is so calm is because he believes in himself.

This killing plot led by Zhou Yuan was planned by him personally. There were no loopholes. His calculations were very accurate.

No matter how strong Su Li is, he is still a human being, not a god, and not Zhou Du|husband.

Unless he is in a desperate situation and makes a breakthrough due to the great terror and pressure between life and death, there is absolutely no way to escape alive.

And the black robe didn't even give him this chance.

What Black Robe prepared for Su Li was a pot of warm water and a slowly moving stone mill.

Of course, logically speaking, he must always pay attention to the killing situation in the snow, because after all, the person he wants to kill is Su Li.

However, just a moment ago, the square plate in front of him suddenly changed.

In that vast grassland, in that location that could not be found through calculation and deduction, and therefore was always an illusion, an extremely bright light suddenly burst out.

That light illuminated his face under the black robe, penetrating through the pale skin, making the cyan hidden inside become thicker and thicker, and then two touches of blood appeared.

The mixture of three colors looks very coquettish and weird.

His eyes, as deep as the netherworld, were also illuminated by that light.

The blood on his face and the brightness in his eyes represent excitement.

What kind of thing could make someone like Hei Pao excited?

At the previous moment, seeing Chen Changsheng's life lantern and Xu Yourong's life lantern entering the grassland together made him look a little solemn.

But now, he has forgotten about it.

Even if Xue Lao City suddenly collapsed, even if Su Li suddenly broke through the snow sky with his sword and left, he would not be moved at all.

There is never anything new under the night sky, no matter how incredible it is, it is only a small probability, but this light is different.

He looked at the light on the iron plate and remained silent for a long time.

He has long given up any hope in this world, so he can take everything lightly.

But he has been waiting for many years for this light to appear.

Zhou Yuan's game is certainly not the strongest game designed by Black Robe.

Hundreds of years ago, the allied forces of humans and monsters broke through the five lines of defense of the monsters and reached 500 miles in front of Xuelao City. The Qilian Mountain people died in the battle, and the Helan Mountain people died in the battle. The situation was critical.

He designed a very freehand game.

In that game, he played with people's hearts and took advantage of the relationship between Emperor Taizong and Wang Zhice.

The entire continent knew what he wanted to do, and Emperor Taizong and Wang Zhice knew even better. However, there was no way to stop him.

Because once problems arise in the human heart, they can never be erased.

Wang Zhice resigned sadly.

The old city of Snow is safe.

Compared with that game back then, Zhou Yuan's game was unmatched in terms of structure and ingenuity.

But for Heipao, the Zhou Yuan game was even more meaningful than the game back then.

Losing and then getting it back is the most meaningful thing.

For countless years, everything he did was for this purpose.

The light on the iron plate was not included in his calculations. It was the biggest variable in Zhou Yuan's situation, and it was also his most welcome variable.

Because that means that the most precious things in Zhou Garden will soon see the light of day again.

Kill Su Li and kill most of the future of mankind.

Recover the lost past.

What could be more perfect than this ending?

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Deep in the tomb, on the black sarcophagus.

The light of the soul hub has been extinguished, the jewelry has been collected, and the black sarcophagus is pitch black, like night.

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong walked into the night and came to those traces.

Those traces are words and pictures.

Texts are paired with pictures. In addition to the little books that children like to read most, there is another possibility that is most common.

These words and pictures are the secrets of the exercises.

Yes.

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong looked at each other. They were shocked and didn't know what to say.

The skill secrets engraved in the black sarcophagus are sword skills.

This knife technique has the same name as the knife.

Two breaks.

A sharp cut in two.

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(This chapter is 6,500 words. I wrote nearly 12,000 words today? In short, no matter how you calculate it, this month’s task is completed perfectly. I blow a kiss to everyone. Dese has another important thing. The reason is the plot of Chen Xuhui. I am really happy to write it myself, and everyone’s feedback is also very good, which makes me happy. Because the client cannot see the opening chapter, I have to leave it at the end of the chapter. Let me show you, it’s not that I am not serious and solemn, please be aware of it. What should I say on the last day of 2014? Let us be as simple and rough as folding sleeves, just like the name of this chapter!

1. I wish you all a Happy New Year. I recently re-read the Chronicle of the Chosen One, and I confirmed that except for the first three chapters, which were a bit jerky, and the chapter about the freshman at the National Education College, which was too watery, the rest was really good and met my requirements. Some chapters were clean. I was a little surprised myself. This is the benefit of modification. Today's chapter was written in a hurry. I was in a hurry to go home for dinner, so I didn't edit it. Please forgive me. Second, Tencent Literature has a selection for the Golden Keyboard Award at the end of the year, and free votes will be generated every day. If you think Zhe Tian Ji is good, please vote for the work. Thank you. I state it very seriously. Please vote for free. . Third, I have a lot of plans for next year, and I will report to you in detail one day. Fourth, I should have mentioned it at the top. I forgot. There will definitely be very few updates in the first few days of January, and they may be interrupted because some bitch authors have come to the Northeast. I have to drive 500 miles to meet them. ...Happy New Year, we are the best!

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