Chapter 882 (2/2)

The last bit of consciousness is also annihilated, there is no way to resist.

Since it is already understood, but still can not escape a death.

The last trace of consciousness made Qin Xiao smile bitterly: ”it seems that I am still doomed to die here.”

Helpless, is really helpless, but no matter how much helpless there is no way.

When the last trace of consciousness is destroyed, everything is gone.

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bamboo forest, stream.

A handsome young man in his early twenties was dancing his sword. Beside him was a girl of fifteen or sixteen, exquisite and lovely, wonderful and moving, and the water was like a fairy.

There are two models who are practicing sword.

However, Linglong girls often make mistakes. Handsome teenagers are very patient, teaching and correcting the girls' mistakes again and again.

”Sister, you can't do this. The sword lies in the meaning, in the heart, not in the form. Light visible but not intentional, that is equivalent to physical weakness. Light intentionally but not intentional, that is equal to powerful without plan. The perfect combination of shape, mind and mind can produce a beautiful sword technique and give full play to its real power. ”

”This set of falling leaves sword requires the combination of heart and sword. My heart is the sword, I mean the sword, I am the sword, man and sword are one. The sword is me, and I am the sword. ”

Listening to the instruction of the handsome boy, the exquisite girl spat out her tongue to the handsome boy playfully, and said with her mouth, ”I know, brother, you have said it a hundred times. But I'm not a genius for sword cultivation. I'm young, so I'm slow to practice. ”

”Hee hee, I know you are the first youth genius, the first warrior and the first sword cultivation of our tribe. But my sister is not as talented as you are, so I don't have to worry about it. When I wait for my sister to practice slowly, I feel it's hard and hard. ”Listening to the Linglong girl's words, the handsome boy also shook his head helplessly and said, ”you, in fact, your sword cultivation talent is very good, but you don't pay much attention to it. It's so big. You're going to have a bar mitzvah. You're going to be an adult. In our world of sword cultivation, strength is respected and kendo is respected. ”

”It is said that a powerful sword can fly, shield, fly, live forever and move nine days at a time.”

speaking of the background, the handsome young man's eyes are full of heat, vision and blood.

His dream is to become a powerful sword cultivation, to become a sword immortal, to fly to shield the earth, and to live forever.

Sword immortal -

that is the hottest dream in his heart.

But he also knew that this dream was too far away from him. It was so far away that it could only be a dream thing, something that could be met but could not be asked for, the most coveted thing in his heart.

Even if he is called the first genius of the tribe, the first warrior of the youth, he also deeply understands that he is far from the real genius.

Therefore, he has been working hard since he was a child. Diligence can make up for his weakness. He has to work 100 times more than others to realize his dream.

He wants to be his flying sword.

But now he is too weak and weak, but he firmly believes that his own fireflies can start a prairie fire.

”What are you thinking, brother?” Seeing that the handsome young man was flustered, the exquisite girl waved her hand in front of him and asked curiously.

The handsome boy came to his senses and shook his head: ”nothing. Come on, sister. We continue to practice sword. Bad talent can be made up by hard work. My brother's strength can be the number one in our tribe. It's not because my brother's talent is super strong, but because my brother works harder than others. ”

”My brother's contribution to the Han River is several times that of others.”

Linglong girl did not promise, but ran away mischievous, while running to the handsome young duzui: ”no, I don't want it, I'm going to have a rest and play.”

While talking, the exquisite girl has already run to the stream, and the handsome boy can only be helpless on his face. After a bitter smile, he can only give up and let the exquisite girl go.

”Ah

But soon a sharp surprise came out of the girl's mouth. The handsome young man raised his eyebrows, and his face sank, and suddenly swept across the stream.

When the handsome boy came, Linglong girl grabbed the handsome boy's arm and said, ”brother, brother, look, there is a dead man here!”