Chapter 1: The beginning of dog blood

A sword passes through the chest, and when the sword is plunged into the heart, it feels cold and the sunset is still hot.
Looking at the familiar face in front of him, Jiang Zhiyi felt that he should be very happy, but he could not feel the slightest ease in his heart.
I think that he has been unfortunately wearing books for many years, and he has become a glorious brain-small boss. No matter what his heart is, he is precious on the surface, and he has to maintain his life. He is a must-have for the dead, and in time is the ultimate consciousness of life. Grasp every minute and every second to make full use of their own deeds, to add to the domineering path of the man, and finally completed the last task in life - let the man kill himself.
According to the agreement, he can finally retreat and rejoice and go home!
But why, at this moment, still feel a little sad for the mistrust of a virtual character in the book?
Oh, whatever, anyway, it’s going to pass.
Jiang Xunyi closed his eyes and said his last line before he swallowed: "Cloud Break, I... You..."
A word suddenly sounded in his mind.
What! The script is written like this! Jiang Xingyi took a deep breath and arguing, but this breath sucked in, and he could not spit it out.
he died.
"he died."
Yun Xiyi looked at the person in front of him and fell down. He didn't seem to realize what happened. Until his long sword was taken off the palm of his body by Jiang, he seemed to hear a cold voice telling himself.
No, impossible!
He woke up like a dream, squatting stiffly, trying to hold on to Jiang’s wounds, his hands trembled, his tears staying on his cheeks, splashing on the still beautiful face, and gradually It becomes cold.
The tears in the eyes couldn't stop, and Yunxi wanted to close his eyes, but Jiang was in front of him, and the delicate facial features seemed to be like this. He looked at this person and said nothing. I always felt that he would sit up in the next moment and provoke the flying sword eyebrows as before. He laughed at him and said, "Han dying, man and man, what can cry!"
But no, no! He can't do it anymore!
Yun Xia, only feels like being filled with a bowl of ice scorpion, and the body is cold and cold.
The chest and blood rushed, and the mourning and despair of the chest was nowhere to vent. He looked at his hand in disbelief. He almost doubted that this was an illusion of an enemy.
I obviously didn't want to kill you. I obviously like you like that. Why do you and me fall to such a point?
"A search, I beg you, you get up, I am wrong, I don't blame you... You hate who, we will kill them together, you like to go to the Mozu, we will go to the demon together... You get up... I beg you..."
He was powerless and said that he couldn't hold Jiang from the ground and simply lay down on the ground with him.
The setting sun has fallen, the night comes from the wind, and there is a little moonlight struggling out from the gray-scarred clouds of the big group. As the tides gradually flooded the mountains, the sound of the killing from the distance gradually blurred, they are like lying. At the deepest and deepest seabed, the whole heart is clear and crystal clear like sea water.
"A search." Yun Chen softly called him, his heart suddenly calmed down: "You still remember, I told you a while ago, I like the autumn sister, telling you not to grab me?"
"That is to lie to you."
"I just... don't like you always with her..."
"I have never said that the person I like is you."
"...A search...search...take me away..."