Chapter 282: How to drink and hate 1

Qian's "light touch" of the Jin people was actually a means of killing two birds with one stone before encountering Xuanyuan Jiuye. He not only understood the enemy's actual combat power, but also forced the enemy to disrupt the layout. However, from the actual situation after the declaration of war, only the former was realized. The top ten north and south endured too well - including the brave and unscheming Dongfang Yu, no master, because Qian's provocation was inspired to fight and rushed out of the demon village, although too many people might have been eager to try and even made up their minds.

They didn't come out to decide the outcome with him, obviously they must have been determined to deploy in the Demon Village to ensure that they had enough advantages to hinder the Anti-Jin Alliance. Qian sighed. When his performance was already arrogant enough, he even made a ruthless statement and pointed out that it would be timid if he didn't appear. Xuanyuan Jiuye was not moved at all and his plan was the same. Qian had long known the poisonous snake genius who was known for his viciousness in his work. He was also the best in gold in terms of calmness. In addition, there was a Chu Fengliu who was also not to be underestimated. Qian did not have too much expectations for being able to shake Xuanyuan Jiuye.

However, Qian also wrote a war letter to another person in his last harsh words. This enemy who has a deep hatred for him, cannot be like Xuanyuan Jiuye, not resentful of this provocation...

The soul was boiling: Liu Jun, I can actually guess the thoughts in your heart. Your attention to the Dinghen Knife and my existence exceeded everything. I bet with him Xuanyuan Jiuye to see if you Liu Jun obey him or follow me!

At noon, the rain had stopped for a long time, but the sky was gloomy and it did not clear up. He missed Yin'er after the end of the Kuizhou Battle, and once looked at the sky happily and said, "It's so great that it won't rain, and the sun will always come out."

Yin'er, Yin'er in her memory, she is so sunny, she likes to laugh, and loves life so much, she is still afraid of death... She used all her strength, Qian couldn't forget the blood that she had been stained with when she picked up Yin's hands - he was not worthy of Yin'er, right? She decided that the hatred knife was a journey of frequent burying love, and he could not drag Yin'er in no matter what he said!

Fortunately, in this gloomy weather, Helanshan smiled and told the generals that the leader was seriously injured and should not fall asleep like this again. He was already conscious... Qian also smiled reluctantly, Yin'er, thank you for waking up...

When everyone couldn't wait to visit Yin'er, he was alone, running against the scene. I don't know what it felt, and his soul seemed to have fallen apart.

The murderer who hurt Yin'er, Hanshu promised him "never stayed" before leaving. Hanshu, he also loved Yin'er so much, and he loved him hopelessly, even making trouble. Even though he had such a irritable bad temper, he had never been as cold as he did. Perhaps, it was because of his firm rejection that Yin'er gradually did not dare to ask for love at all...

Yin'er's untimely confession and his misfortune of alienation from Qianwu have afflicted their pitiful love.

When Yin'er's perception gradually returned, the first, second, or even third one, which came into view, did not Lin Qian, and Yin'er, who had saved his life, had never forgotten the man who had been wandering around the gates of hell. He seemed to have no existence in real life... Yin'er opened his eyes in a daze and looked carefully. There was really no Shengnan, really, there was no shivering. She seemed to remember something, but she didn't remember it. She pulled a person's sleeve. Although the first sentence was weak, she had already sat up: "Where is he... does he have something to do?" As she asked, tears filled her eyes.

When the vision gradually became clear, I saw Yuefeng's familiar face. Yes, it was Yuefeng. His happy expression was not like his. This smile was so real and natural, although it was mixed with a little haggardness and worry. Yuefeng smiled and shook his head: "No, he is here, he is fine, nothing happened."

There is no ambiguity. This "he" refers to only one person, which can make Yiner and make Yue Feng willing to give in.

But he, Lin Qian, gradually drifted away, left this alliance full of joy, went to the desert, to the darkness, to the lonely, to the desolation of dreams, to the end of magnificent, is there only bleakness? There are still some people who are willing to spend all their efforts on it for the rest of their lives...

The footsteps behind him were getting more and more complicated, and lighter. He deliberately left a long distance and walked into this deep forest with enough confidence and preparation to lure the enemy to show up. No, calling him an enemy is appropriate as calling him an enemy!

This enemy, who has been ranked fourth in Jinnan for a long time, coveted his hatred knife, but was concerned about Lin Qian. If he had not been sure of winning, he might not have appeared immediately.

However, when it was confirmed that Qian had no ambush and had no support alone, Liu Jun wanted to seize his hatred sword, which was imperative and no one could stop him!

Like Xuanyuan Jiuye, in addition to the plan, he always has his own private plans, so he will not follow anyone's arrangement. What he wants most is the Hell Killing Knife, so he can't ignore Qian's challenge. After all, he hurt too many people around Qian, and the guilty feeling made him feel imminent. What's more, last night, even Jie Tao and Chen Zhu satirized and doubted what he did to the people around Lin Qian. He would rather believe what Xuanyuan Jiuye said: Lin Qian's peak state is a false peak state, an illusory state. When Lin Qian loses everything, it is actually his best opportunity for Liu Jun to seize the sword. His original strategy was to immediately seize the knife that had been chasing for decades after the incidents of Yuze, Yunyan, and Feng Xiaoyin! His harm to the people around Lin Qian is correct! Now, what he is facing is just a walking corpse...

Liu Jun's conspiracy happened to be fighting against Lin Qian's conspiracy.

Qian guessed that Liu Jun's greed caused him to deviate from Xuanyuan Jiuye's trajectory.

The reason why Liu Jun surrounded him so unscrupulously was that Liu Jun had an inside line and was placed just right.

When Liu Jun's troops were really presented, Qian finally confirmed that Liu Jun's inside line was undoubtedly Lan Yuhong. This most beloved sister Yuze, whom he couldn't bear to hurt the most, was the last silhouette he left the league. Yuhong had already transformed. Yunyan's disappearance was not Yin'er's fault, but Yuhong's trick...

So in order to drink hatred, Liu Jun had already taken the life of his son. In order to drink hatred, Liu Jun accidentally plotted against his senior brother Lin Chujiang. In order to drink hatred, Liu Jun betrayed his niece Yuze. Now, another niece has been carefully selected by him and sent astray.

"Recently, the sword technique is as unparalleled as rumors?" In the previous contest, Liu Jun had lost his mind and called his senior brother. Today, Liu Jun immediately uncovered his scab at the end of the first sentence: "How come he can't even protect the people close to him?"

Qian had no expression and looked around coldly: "All those who want to survive, retreat." The besiegers were all shocked. He warned first that none of them wanted to repeat the same mistakes.

"Lin Qian, I want to see if you look like your devil, is it the same as your senior brother back then?" Liu Jun smiled grimly. He was the only sword technique that specializes in Lin Qian. He didn't believe that Lin Qian could defeat him after becoming a devil! He had seen the devil before that of the devil in Hee Killing Sword. "Lin Qian, I, Liu Jun, can lead you into the inner demon, lead you astray, and pull you down from the false peak state!"

"Liu Jun, take your life!" He has been carrying the father's revenge for too many years, the blood debt of his lover, the hatred of his brothers, and the hatred of his sacrificial sword of Qian, as firm as ever, and he had already had a premonition that his battle would probably be possessed again! Single-handedness is a taboo, and Liu Jun's guidance is even more harmful, but he wants to engage in this battle too much. He doesn't want to use the excuse to say that it is to eliminate harm for the alliance. He has really accumulated the deepest hatred in his life! If he uses hatred to squander the hatred sword, he knows that being possessed is the only end...

My heart is cold, like the cold wind, the stiff temperature after my father died. The hatred of killing my father is irreconcilable. From that day on, this battle has been ambushed - "I can't kill all these golden men!" The bone-like hatred is deeply rooted, and after many years, I will never forget it if I die.

My heart is cold, Song Xian, Yuze, my vow to you is finally fulfilled. No matter where Liu Jun is, I will lift him out and cut him into pieces. In this life, the promise I want to fulfill most...

Why is his heart cold as snow? The self-deprecating Qian and the disheartened and lazy Qian no longer care whether he is a demon. Anyway, he is just an ominous person who causes harm to everyone around him.

The heart is cold, but the knife is hot.

The extreme flame of revenge quickly rushed towards the opponent's two swords in the first move. The heat almost broke out from the sword energy. Those who approached were taking a few steps back. It was not that the momentum was scary, but that it was deafening!? No one understood why, watching this battle, it was not vision but hearing that was first affected!?

The magnificent battle thoughts dominate the attack and defense of the sword. The attack and defense of the sword were thrilling from the first moment. The magnificent sword situation was like the glorious and beautiful world in the dream last night. The mountains and rivers, the sky, the wind and sand, the smoke and clouds were all in my eyes, and it was all under my feet. How comfortable and so happy!

The sadness in Liu Jun's swords was tightened with the state of the sacred sword. It was him who gradually guided Qian out of this colorful world. Looking down, he found that in the world of this sword, Lin Qian was the only one who belonged to the loneliness of the double swords. It was transmitted from Liu Jun's sword technique to Lin Qian in just three or four rounds. The sword technique of Liu Lin and the sword technique was really mutually rebellious. Their majestic extreme was that after touching the majestic edge, they suddenly fell into a trough, a desolation of thousands of miles, and a void of thousands of miles...

The cruel four-sword confrontation, both sides had all the mechanisms. The coldness of last season and the bleakness of this season were all occupied by the four-sword reincarnation.

If Qian's terrifying hatred sword was a fire of war to the extreme, Liu Jun's double sword technique, sneakily possessed the strength to destroy it and freeze it. Qian's sword soul was swallowed by the thought of war and walked to the point of being white and hot, and then was pulled back to the most side by sadness and loneliness in an instant, almost frozen and tortured repeatedly... Qian's hatred sword could present two images in one move, from low to peak, just between eyelashes, but although the sword path was so wide that Liu Jun could not catch up, even the onlookers sighed: Since it was magnificent, why should I drink hatred?!

Yes, even if it is grand, why hate? When a person's heart is as solid as iron, he can be both firm and indifferent, right?

Isolating everything outside the battle, Liu Jun suddenly felt a little regretful, regretting that he shouldn't have led him into a demon. When Lin Qian lost his soul, his sword was really even more violent. He couldn't handle it for a while, and over time, it was still difficult!

The sword is like an eagle and falcon, which is sturdy when it is low, and it flies high and then it takes its soul. It is like a mountain range, which is magnificent when it is stretched, and it is tragic after it is squeezed!

The scene in front of me was confused, as if everything had disappeared. After Lin Qianwu was forgotten and his soul was exhausted, everything around him seemed to be swallowed up by the Death Killer. Only these swords, these two magical artifacts that seemed to come from ancient times. Together with Lin Qian, they dragged all the world Liu Jun originally lived in and destroyed!

Liu Jun felt scared and frightened: Could it be that the Drinking Desert Knife is actually hiding this state outside the best state? The Drinking Desert Knife, "Drinking Desert", is actually a necessary extreme state?!

The ultimate realm of the sword! I only hate you, this extreme realm should not be witnessed!

How many days are there in the Yinheng Sword?! Liu Jun suddenly believed that his leadership had indeed caused trouble, but it made the Yinheng Sword refine it again! He thought that Lin Chujiang's achievements were too brilliant, and even if he had a son of outstandingness, he would never be able to catch up with him, and no descendants could surpass him...

But there was a sentence that hit Liu Jun's heart and he was immediately unable to do so - "I always sighed that Jiang has no queen back then, but who would have thought that I would meet Lin Qian in this life!"

It was all dark.

Even when you are sleeping in the distance, you can feel that the sky is changing and the sky is changing.

The bad weather was heavy on Yin'er's heart.

Who can understand that no matter how vast the rain is, it is fragile in its bones... She could not help but cry a tear fell into Yin'er's eyes, and she could sense that Qian was afraid that he would have brought another life-and-death battle for himself...

People like Lin Qian are originally putting their lives on the blade, are used to war, and should be dead for a lifetime.

But she was afraid that Qian would be possessed by the evil spirit and was afraid that he would take him to kill. People like Qian could not kill innocent people indiscriminately.

Perhaps anyone can say that anyone who has made great achievements has never had innocent blood on his hands? However, this world where people can lead can kill countless people, but he cannot! His hatred knife is crucial and is the guide and symbol of the overall anti-Jin alliance. His indiscriminate killing of innocent people alone will inspire the world to follow others, and the world will no longer be able to do so!

Yin'er's heart hurts tightly. Shengnan, don't be mean to yourself anymore... It's not your fault, it's not...
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