Fate is from a Previous Enemy
Chapter 1230:Fate is from a Previous Enemy
In this moment, the wind is surging.
I felt very wrong with the disease and looked up.
I saw a sea of clouds above it jerking a line apart from it, and then above the clouds around this line, two figures appeared.
The next moment, the sea of clouds suddenly sank, and instantly covered most of the city.
Above the sea of clouds, a little dust frowned slightly: "I can feel that the sword master is in the city at the foot, but at this time the city's sword is too strong, it is difficult for me to determine his exact position."
Jade dust did not speak, directly flipped from the sleeve to remove a copper mirror, bite the tip of the tongue, a mouthful of real yang salivation on the mirror, and then dipped in the blood of the fingertips, which is a very remote door in the door, the requirements for the friar are very high, at least also above the 12th floor of the earth to use, but also to lose the life, but its function is also very mysterious, can detect the sky.
I saw the jade dust gently swung the bronze mirror in front of you after the end of the painting.
The copper mirror is first transformed into a point of flow of light, and then in front of the two people to form a quaint round mirror, no longer the traditional copper mirror, more like a glass mirror from the extreme west, smooth and bright, such as a bright moon.
Jade dust reached out on the mirror gently, rippling the starting point ripples, layers of diffusion, until the ripples disappeared, in the mirror began to appear a picture, is the city's left army governor's view, but did not see Zhang no disease and Xu Beiyou figure.
The jade dust reached out on the "mirror", and the scene in the mirror changed with one.
First, the Lingfeng Pavilion at the highest point in the city, then all the palaces, followed by Chonglongguan, the dark guard branch, the school field, the barracks, the government of the government, the great prison of the company, the command of the headquarters, the palace of the Lingwu County, etc., one by one, as if watching the flowers.
But I still haven't seen the figure of Zhang Xianxi and Xu Beiyou.
In search of inconclusiveness, jade dust has a little bit of anxiety, reaching out to the speed of the mirror is not fast, at this time, the dust suddenly said: "Stop!"
The view in the mirror came to an end.
This is a picture of looking down from a height, and it can be seen that in the layers of A. on the head of the city, there are two people who seem to stand up.
The dust looked at the picture and laughed and said, "It's really black under the light, people are standing under our feet, and we've been looking for it for so long."
At this time, one of the two people in the mirror seemed to feel something, and slowly looked up at the two people.
This is the first time that the dust has seen this famous young man close up.
The purple air in the eyes overflowed, and a purple mark in the position of the eyebrows was particularly conspicuous.
The three-foot green front hanging between his waist seemed to pour out the purple-colored sword inexhaustibly, and it was these swords that blinded the perception of dust.
Is this the sword of the north?
However, without waiting for the faint dust, there were countless cracks suddenly on the mirror, and then it was broken and burst into a throttle.
The jade dust associated with the mirror's mind was slightly white, and the corners of the eyes were actually shed two lines of blood and tears, so that she lost at least a year of hard work.
The faint smile on the face of the dust gradually faded away, saying softly: "It is said that the people in the sword do not cultivate their hearts, even if it is as strong as the official fairy dust, it is still not the day of the day's will, do not know the change of the sky machine, blindly rampant, and finally suffered a number of robberies, but in front of the sword, it is very different."
A small wave of dust sleeves, swept away the two lines of blood and tears on the face of the jade dust, and then said: "Just by one glance, you can break the sister of your heavenly mirror, this is the way, even if it is replaced by hand to teach the real person to do it himself."
Jade dust face expressionless: "This person's goal is to be autumn leaves."
Slightly smiled, "What a great anger."
At this time, the sea of clouds at the feet of the two people began to churning again, as if it were boiling boiling water, rolling and moving, and the clouds rose.
The next moment, the already two-pointed sea of clouds was once again separated from the line, and a third figure leaped over the clouds.
The people are the north of the black-haired white-clad shaman hanging fairy.
After the appearance of Xu Beiyou, the entire sea of clouds began to churning fiercely.
The jade dust looked cold and tried to suppress the air machine disorder caused by the fierce sword.
The grain of the realm is not eager to move higher than the jade dust, but looking at the north, the sleeves are swollen, and the hunting is roaring.
Xu Beiyou asked, “Are the two of them the big dust of the door and the real people of the jade dust?”
Smiling, he said, “That’s it.”
Xu Beiyou hugged his fist and said, "The sword zong lord Xu Beiyou has seen two real people."
And the dust also returned a gift, "for a long time to admire the name of the Lord Xu Zong."
Between the two people, the clouds are light, and the half point can not see the millennium quarrel between their respective sects, and the deep hatred between the two.
This is not a deliberate hypocrisy, in Xu Beiyou's view, the other side is a predecessor, although the Daomen and Jianzong have a thousand-year grievance, but the ancestors are still with the ancestors of the line, the number of gifts can not be less, not to mention the two sides are so status, if the opening of the curse, it is different from the village, then the time is lost is not only the face of Xu Beiyou, but also the face of the whole sword.
The same goes for dust.
Another point is that after so many years of cultivation, the word anger has penetrated into the bones of dust, even if the son died at the hands of others, he will not show the irritability on his face half.
After seeing each other, Xu Beiyou asked, “For a long time, we have been living in seclusion for many years, and have not come out, but today we are driving with so much fanfare, I don’t know what is expensive?”
Smiling, he said, “It’s just revenge.”
Xu Beiyou had already guessed in his heart, but he still asked knowingly, “What kind of revenge is he looking for?”
The smile on the face of the dust went away and whispered, “The revenge of the killer son!”
Xu Beiyou nodded, "Because of Fu Zhongtian."
The tone of the dust is cold, "the dog follows the mother's surname, the surname Fu."After my husband and wife were hidden, they were cast in the Daqi court, and a few days ago, there was news that the dog died after the construction, if the fighting with the people, or the two armies, he died and could only blame himself for not learning.But as far as I know, his death was a secret of the occult, and after his death, his head was cut off, made a gift, and sent to the hands of others, which is a bit of a deceptive.
Xu Beiyou did not deny, bluntly said: "This matter is naturally related to me, when Fu Zhongtian went to the post-construction, vain to lobby the founding of the main cause of the Yanbei Moon Army sent to the Central Plains, it happened that I also came to the post-construction face to meet the Lord, the result is Fu Zhongtian died after the construction, as for you said the human head as a gift, yes, it is sent to my hands."
Xu Beiyou paused for a moment, then said: "But I never think that Fu Zhongtian has a little wrong, he is a man in the Daqi Dynasty, but he is a dark passage, and the temple hall is in trouble, even if he is not dead in the hands of the people in the occult religion, I will kill this person as a person in the Daqi court!"
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