The sleeves are empty and the heart is empty.

I didn't drink much, nor did I get crazy. I staggered and stumbled, just because I couldn't remember who I was for the time being.

Dreams are easier to forget than reality, although they have been deep and long. In just a moment of awakening, the grand world quickly withdrew from his head and fell apart.

I couldn't hold it, couldn't let go, and wanted to piece it together, but I got rid of it more and more. Finally, I gave up, "Remember what he did? That's just me in the dream, dreams are false."

However, the so-called reality that is separated by countless dreams must be true?

"At this moment, I... maybe I am someone outside the dream, I dreamed... or maybe I am in the dream, I dreamed?"

What’s scary is that looking outward or inward is an endless cycle of viciousness.

Withered and silent, confused, sad, lost, suspicious, despair, he didn't know whether it was a matter of being forgotten or a mess. He had been dark for a long time and had become accustomed to darkness. Suddenly, another ray of light shone down. He could instinctively look up and suddenly felt an unprecedented shock.

There is a goddess in white shrouded in the warm morning light, elegant, sacred, bright, independent...

It seemed familiar. He thought of a woman with a clever smile and eyes circling, and couldn't help but laugh with her.

After seeing her, the real world suddenly had light, color, people, cars and horses, wind and sand all over the sky, everything in the dream.

"This god painting is worn out, go see over there... Dad, look, there are more mothers there!" There was also a familiar voice that penetrated the eardrums.

He was shocked and was pulled away by the little girl who spoke mechanically. When the center of gravity was unbalanced, he almost knocked down the roadside stall. The stall was filled with small mud dolls so many customers were surrounded by. Among them, the most in short supply was the "battlefield goddess" in the door god painting.

When the plane became three-dimensional, the woman had both form and spirit. He seemed to remember something and forgot it suddenly. He left only a feeling of excitement that had been violated for thousands of years. He stretched out his remaining hand and gently stroked her face.

Inadvertently, the mud dolls about her seemed to be injected into life, moving one by one, and she appeared vividly around him, with various shapes and various smiles,

In an instant, he didn't have to think about anything anymore. He spared no effort to pursue all his spirit, strength, and soul on him, and never let go of every time and space.

As the moment of convergence is about to meet, something seems wrong?

He was injured everywhere so he didn't feel pain in his body. He was addicted to dreams so he didn't find the real world moving. However, because there was color in his eyes, he could tell the scarlet color. Because there was a sound in his ear, he could hear the little girl screaming and screaming: "Dad, don't die!

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It turns out that this is not an illusion? But... "Soul-grabbing technique?" Another girl shouted angrily into her ears. Perhaps because the blood is thicker than water, their voices are obviously easier to penetrate the barrier that was blocked by him than others.

Only then did he realize that men, women, young and old had already escaped far away, huddled in a corner of the wall, trembling and taking turns peeking. Within a few feet of the stall, only the stall owner whom he and Tuqiong were seen were left. The ground was covered with mess, sand and stones flew, and the sky was dark, and the rest could only shout because they could not kill the boiling vortex at all.

Oh? Turns out to be fighting?

The stall owner's knife engraved with clay dolls was originally a killer weapon. He hooked, wiped, picked, rubbed, changed as he pleased, and moved, flowing,

The auxiliary killer also has its response to the situation, clay, mud, cotton wool that is used locally, and soul-catching techniques that are specially designed to deal with those who are dead.

He was unprepared and stiffly resisted. He didn't know how to fight during the fight. While being sucked in his soul, he was sealed with a rubber cotton nose.

No matter how much the body reaches the realm of transformation, it cannot resist the soul being judged by the opponent. Within ten moves, it becomes "I don't know that I'm being beaten during the fight."

Almost, because he was eager to be with her clay sculpture, he was also carved by the Western Liao master's clay knife.

In fact, he didn't mind being made into static, at least it could be frozen into eternity.

But his blood and the little girl's crying shattered the clay sculptures. Just like awakening, countless she disappeared in front of him in an instant.

He tried to catch her like a dream but grabbed her, and then he became weak and knocked the Western Liao people backhanded in a boring atmosphere.

With a bang, he continued to lie back under the door with the door god painting and went to bed.

Want to bask in the sun, but...

It's good to rain.

Of course he didn't know that he had defeated the Western Liao Dynasty and the leader of the Yuan Sect in one move.

Which time and space, which dynasty? For him, this was the first rain when chaos first opened. He hugged his head and kept watching the flowers on the peach tree beside the door as they were about to fall.

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The whole thing may be more coherent and clear from Liu Wenyin's perspective. Before the battle ended, she urgently reported to Xu Yuan: "I found my lord Xiqin and I. He looked like a sleepwalking, and was later caught by a witch. The witch had strong internal strength and vicious sword skills. Now she was fighting with him very closely. I couldn't get close to him a few feet away. The lord was cut seven times, and one of them was approaching the vital point."

That master is as powerful as the 12th floor, and his soul-catching technique is even more important than Lin Qian's star. He was the original intention of Xu Yuan to come back to save Lin Qian, but he didn't expect that in the end, Lin Qian knocked so casually without any effort...

Under the powerful finger force, Liu Wen saved the witch's life because of his desperate attempt to determine, "Would the enemy spies sneak into the Dunhuang city after the war?" This place belongs to the rear of the Mingsha Mountain front and is in vain.

Unexpectedly, I accidentally learned that this witch was not a spy, but from the Western Liao Ghost Sword Corps, ranking seventh. At that time, Liu Wen didn't know that Song Heng and Xue Huan also met Western Liao masters on the battlefield, and before the war, Xiao Luzi was not sure that the Liao Emperor had the intention to be thief and had the courage, so he was surprised, so he decided to wait for Xu Yuan to come back to discuss how to deal with the witch.

The woman was not unable to bear the severe punishment, but was grateful to Liu Wen for not killing her. In addition, her subordinates fell in love with Lin Qian in Mogao Grottoes. Even so, she only confessed to her mission of "spying Lin Qian's emptiness and truth" and never betrayed her accomplices.

"It's enough to be detained, no need to ask questions. She is the leader of the Yuan Sect, so how can she have no subordinates to help? There are still fellow party members scattered in the city, and the allies must protect the people." Xu Yuan returned to Liu Wenyin's side, which gave everyone a reassurance-

Strictly speaking, Lin Qian did not cause any chaos, but he disappeared at any time and was still chopped down. He was injured so much that he fell to the ground and could not get up. Who can hold back? Passive fire in the backyard is also a kind of fire.

But this happened, the pressure was given to Xu Yuan, and Xu Yuan himself didn't know how tight his eyebrows were.

"You can hear a little bit of aura from this woman." Liu Wenyin comforted Xu Yuan in turn, saying that most of these people were spies, and they might not have killed innocent people like the Mongolian army.

"Yes, in terms of trouble, those people can compare to that person." Xu Yuan's brows were slightly relaxed, he sighed, and walked deep into the crowd.

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In the battle between Buddha and demons in Dunhuang City, Lin Qian, who was chased by Lin Mo, finally jumped to the 19th floor of the Desperate Sword. However, everyone was happy for a moment and was shocked to see Lin Qian cut off his right arm.

The famous double swords of bitterness turned into a lonely one? People in the world dare not even think about what progress can Lin Qian make in the future?

It’s easy to calculate whether it’s stagnant. The highest value of martial arts in the world is the clear nineteenth level of the Deep Desperate Sword.

Now that Lin Qian's right arm was burned to ashes, he was sure that he could not save him. Even if he would not retreat, he could not reach his hands with one arm; in addition, he was unconscious, and his condition seemed to be at a low point.

Before Xu Yuan arrived, the Allied forces had already evacuated the people and surrounded Lin Qian's house with three floors inside and three floors outside. There was no consensus on "Will the lord be possessed by a demon?" Xu Yuan immediately agreed after he arrived: "The lord is just depressed and will not be possessed by a demon."

"That's good, there's no need to fight the Seven Star Formation..." Liu Wen really didn't want everyone to gather together to purify Lin Qian like this.

Looking at Lin Qian, who woke up again, slowly climbed up, and looked like a tummy soul possessed by Lin Qian, Xu Yuan had not yet thought about how to help him up, temper, cultivate or enlighten him? He saw a black whirlwind swept towards him, "Don't line up, but you have to fight-" and immediately killed him.

"Evil Queen..." The heroes did not expect that the black shadow was Evil Queen at first, and soon determined that she was because she was missing her in the crowd.

Since the war in Xixia began, the evil queen has been responsible for clearing the heaven of immortality. Now, it has finally been waiting for the spy to be executed. The evil queen is thirsty for the battle and cannot control her sword energy.

In addition, she also wanted to wake Lin Qian from the heart. Her "unrelenting mental method" was poured into the end in one breath, and she supported her to ask questions while fighting without any effort: "I'm in Shazhou, I still remember where the Short Knife Valley is, where the Magic Gate is, and where the Yunwu Mountain is!" At the same time, the Rocking Chuan swords were running continuously, flowing three hundred feet and spraying dozens of miles of valleys, making all the heroes look straight.

"Where is it? Where am I?" Lin Qian answered the question irrelevantly, but it didn't seem like he was crazy. It was only during this time that everyone realized that there was no knife in his hand. It was possible that he was so stupid that he didn't know where the knife was? It was also possible that he didn't need a knife at all. He suppressed the evil queen's attack for more than twenty rounds in a row with bare hands and empty fists. The sound of internal force bursting frequently came from the air.

Fortunately, the opponent was a fierce sword-like evil, who was fast and slow to fight against a weak-minded Lin Qian, who always had a move and half a move to break through his defense line. However, Lin Qian was still getting slower and slower, but when the evil queen gave a fatal blow, she was still motionless. The whole process was as smooth as if he committed suicide on purpose. The evil queen fought with desperate determination. When she found out, she was not even able to stop. She was about to kill this great devil with her own hands. At a critical moment, what team was coming in a huge way? Her eyes changed, and tens of thousands of snakes, insects, rats and ants were buzzing like magic weapons falling from the sky.

After not seeing each other for many years, the Miao woman still taught the poisonous insects there to surrender whenever she went, and fell to the ground, as cold as orchid: "No matter where the Demon Sect Short Knife Valley is, we will be wherever the King is."

"Sister Huiru!" Wen Yinxi saw another friend coming from afar, thinking to himself what was scary about the entry of Xiliao?

"What do you know? Don't disturb the situation." The evil queen's eyes were sharp. After saying that, she continued to wave the knife, but Lin Qian was still standing there in a daze.

"Although the evil queen is not a spear, Huiru is still a shield." Huiru brushed her sleeves, and flying insects swarmed up. The five poison barriers between her eyelashes fought against each other and entangled each other. They collided with each other dozens of times. The sight was colorful, the net was intertwined, and the insects were dense, and the swords were flowing endlessly. A woman attacked strongly, opened and closed, and the woman moved lightly and retracted freely. However, in terms of endurance, the evil queen was slightly better.

Hearing that he was awakened by a word, he saw Huiru gradually lost his support and jumped up with a gun, and he was willing to let a punch of "Thousands of acres of wind and sand fly into snow!" He could not let the sword of the evil queen get closer and closer to Lin Qian!

This shot was her comprehended in Shandong, but she unexpectedly fitted the desert wonders of Dunhuang. It just merged with the ever-presented Sichuan and Shu style. She thorned her thorns and felt like she was long and turbid.

Huiru's danger was resolved, and the battle situation became balanced. The four men formed a two-fight and one-one situation, with gun force, five poisons, and sword energy concave beside Lin Qian, whose patterned wind was still, and the sound was gripping. The movement and stillness were all filled with light. The scene and image of the entire competition subconsciously reminded everyone of a sentence: The clouds rolled over the green mountains, the path of the blue sky flowed in the lonely moon, the lonely moon Canglang River clear, and the Beidou fell in Chang Gengming...

The evil queen was originally focused on the Five Poisons, so she looked down on Liu Wen because she was less prepared. Unexpectedly, her strength jumped to Huiru. She has been talking less but her gun is fierce over the years...

Another shot was removed and "Heaven and man are united, and the foundation is determined by all transformations". The evil queen actually felt unprecedented difficulty. Why are Yu Guangshuo and the side of him watching the battle? Is this a competition? Is this going to wake Lin Qian up, and he came out of anger: "Everyone is standing there, all the generals obey the orders. Whoever hates such a lord, who will come!"

Everyone dared not to go on, because one of the reasons was that the three women had a tight confrontation and could not be poured into the water. They had no eyes on their swords and guns, and no one wanted to bleed without any intention.

The bigger reason is that Xu Yuan is beside him - who doesn't know that the genius is like Lin Qian's old father, who has always protected Lin Qian and was abusive to Lin Qian?

But who would have thought that when the lightning passed through the gap, the powerful sword energy urged the man in blue to rotate upwards, breaking through the air, and surging endlessly!

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Xu Yuan inserted his sword and the fight was no longer stalemate, and two-to-two advanced rapidly with a crushing momentum.

"Brother Lin Qian helps!" Wen Yin was panting and retreated to the point of death. Behind him was the stupid Lin Qian—

If the enemy is invading, then Wen Yin will defend it even if he vows to die. But seeing that there is a genius in front of him, Wen Yin suddenly understood his good intentions, gave up resisting, and called for a savior.

Sure enough, the war ghost who was wandering outside the sky was suddenly caught back to the sword field. He drew his sword to catch Xu Yuan's "Guikong Jue". As soon as the two swords burst out, Xu Yuan's mouth became numb. When he heard that the two swords were like the sword techniques, the war ghost also changed his sarcasm and shouted the first sentence: "What kind of sword technique is this!"

"Drinking hatred knife!" Xu Yuan adjusted his inner breath evenly, holding the knife and walking as dangerous as the barbarians. The Drink hatred knife and Gui Kong Jue could melt in his hands.

"This sword technique is good!" Zhan Gui couldn't help but vomited blood before he could finish praising it.

Although Lin Qian doesn't rely too much on her right hand, breaking her arm will eventually cause her body to become unbalanced. This disadvantage is only highlighted when she meets a top expert.

Xu Yuan has always believed that "the mistress is the lord's good intention but is also a demon in his heart. He can only rely on the lord himself to cure the root cause". He has always trusted, supported and let Lin Qian go. He wanted to let it go, but the situation was not allowed, and he did not want to see the differences between the allies or be taken away. He was quick to learn wisdom and deliberately used the method of drinking hatred to accelerate Lin Qian's awakening.
Chapter completed!