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Chapter 284 The Edge of the Sword(2/2)

The surprising coincidence between him and Yang Songxian?

No one understands why he is still alive? If he is alive, why is he so angry at Murong Jingjie's simple danger, and why is he really moved by Murong Jingjie's gentle words of dissuasion, even if Song Xian is indeed a love-struck person who has died?

I was born just for the joy and anger of a beauty, but that beauty is not Murong Jingji! But if he is not Yang Songxian, how can he be exactly the same as Yang Songxian?!

Exactly the same! Even if Yin'er and Xiao Yulian are eighty-nine points similar, and even look like sisters, it is impossible for Xiao Yulian's swordsmanship to be that of Yin'er! As for the person in front of him, he has only struck two or three swords.

Anyone can spot the essence right away - it is the exquisiteness of the Silk Sword! Appearances can be coincidental, voices can be imitated, but swordsmanship is the mark of every swordsman!

Time and space are confused? Qian was frightened for a moment, got off his horse in excitement, and could no longer control the emotions he had suppressed for a long time. At that moment, he could really put aside all the battles on the battlefield for a while, rush forward desperately, and stop this brother who had been separated for half a year!

Brothers of more than ten years, there is no mistake, it’s him! He didn’t die because Qian Shuang heard about it, the villagers saw it wrong, and things took a turn for the better!

"Song Xian! Song Xian! So you're not dead?!" Qian separated him from Lin Meicai with a knife, and almost lost his voice with joy. Such a close distance could not deceive Qian anyway. He was really Song Xian, even when he drew his sword

The little details have not changed!

However, what greeted Qian was not the recognition of brothers, but the sword attack of the boy in white shirt in front of him - the boy in white shirt held Murong Jingji tightly in his arms, with a look in his eyes that wanted to express his love for his beloved.

Responsible and Protective: “What are you going to do?!”

What are you going to do?! A tone full of hostility. He was startled, he didn't recognize himself? When strangers met, the boy in white shirt's anger gradually disappeared, but he was looking at himself with doubtful eyes. He was always doubtful.

!Such a distressing expression can actually exist between Shengnan Songxian?

"Song Xian, I am Shengnan, don't you remember? And your brother from childhood to senior for more than ten years, Lin Shengnan..." He clearly saw a moment of sadness flash across the young man's face, and subconsciously felt that Song Xian

He deliberately pretended to ignore him. He took another step forward, but was once again blocked by the boy on the opposite side. This boy did not admit that he was Song Xian. The person he trusted and loved the most was obviously the one in his arms.

Murong Jingji: "Ji'er? What did he call me? What Song...Song Xian? Brother?"

The boy in white shirt frowned and asked, no matter whether he was pretending or not, this was the cruelest punishment for Qian.

Murong Jingjia looked up at Qian with a victorious smile on his lips, and loudly told the young man: "No, he is not your brother!"

Not brothers!? After July 17th, Song Xian will pronounce Shengnan’s sentence...

Sudden changes caused the Samsara Sword, which was surrounded by enemies, to suddenly lose its attraction and effect. The appearance of Yang Songxian, the nine-point world leader who came back from the dead, overturned this duel.

Suddenly, the Anti-Golden Alliance and the Black Ambiguous Road bandits who were watching in stunned silence all exploded: "Isn't that the jade-faced little white dragon?" "How can Sheng be resurrected?" "Is it really Yang Songxian? Isn't he already?"

"How could there be such similar people in the world?!" "He must be deceiving! He just doesn't want to recognize Lin Qian!" "But how could it be with Murong Jingji?" "Does he want to hide from Lin Qian?" There were all kinds of chatter.

After whispering, the original nervousness disappeared in an instant. Ye Wenjing also understood something slightly, silently watching, assessing the situation: now that the matter is over, it is difficult to trigger a melee again.

Not only did the men of both sides cease their activities, but even their respective coaches and masters showed no intention of continuing to build up the momentum of the war. Ye Wenjing looked around and saw that although Lin Meicai was a female figure, he definitely had no intention of sneaking up on others when they were in danger. At this juncture,

She did not use the Luochuan Sword to avenge Lin Qian again, maybe because she was not sure, or maybe because she had her own principles for fighting the enemy. The reason is unknown, but there is only one result - in the presence of both Xue Huan and Lin Qian, the Evil Queen Lin Meicai did not

The first qualification to seize the sword.

As for the most difficult enemy, Xue Huan, Ye Wenjing turned around and unexpectedly found that Xue Huan was also staring in the direction of Lin Qian and Yang Songxian. If this most difficult enemy was not mistaken, his expression at this moment was

, there was clearly a hint of despair - Xue Huan could not seize the sword. Lin Qian had just tested him, and he had no intention of using the sword at all. However, as long as Lin Qian was around, Xue Huan would try to seize the sword with his majesty and cohesion.

Because Lin Qian already has the ability to dismantle his majesty and cohesion!

In fact, Ye Wenjing had already seen another mystery: Xue Huan, it is really not simple. If he had just used the sword, he would have openly promoted Lin Qian's status, which would be equivalent to admitting that his opponent has reached this level. The morale of both sides has obviously improved.

Increase one, subtract one... This sword fight is more than just a simple sword... Using the sword is disadvantageous, and not using the sword may not be beneficial. This kind of dilemma is something that only Xue Huan dares to handle so lightly. However, this will make him

Xue Huan was in a dilemma, who else but Lin Qian could set it up?! Ye Wenjing suddenly had some doubts about the strength of his love rival: It was hard to tell whether Lin Qian's provocation was intentional or not. Xue Huan was not only challenged and threatened by him, but was even designed and forced by him just now...



Suddenly, he understood that Qianxi is the safest place. Too many of the most dangerous sword-wielding enemies gathered here would only restrict each other and coerce each other. Ye Wenjing smiled, he had long understood that the further west, the more obstacles there would be, and the more obstacles there would be.
Chapter completed!
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