What is Phoenix?

According to ancient legends, there is a beautiful bird called Phoenix, which lives in the crater all the year round. Every few hundred years, it jumps into the volcano and burns itself, and its soul is reborn in the volcano. Because the phoenix is immortal, people believe that drinking his blood can lead to immortality. Since ancient times, many people have fallen into the eternal lava in order to drink the blood of the god bird.

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I don't know when it began to snow. I can't see anything in the dark night sky. Only where there is fire, can I see the small flowers of snow falling slowly, and there is an irregular distance between snow. ...

A teenager in a light coat is walking on the road. He walked slowly but firmly in the snow. A pair of determined eyes seem to shine with extremely hot light, as if people think he is a burning fire in winter. His eyes and direction are also towards the small alley with sparkling fire over there-an inconspicuous small restaurant.

It's snowing and the wind is whistling. Someone in the restaurant in that small alley was drinking and singing loudly, and the majestic and loud song went straight into the sky, which shocked the snow on the roof ... "What's wrong with being drunk? I'm afraid I'll break people's intestines when I wake up ... haha ... haha ... Xiao Er, bring the wine."

The young man quietly approached the singing fire from the cold darkness. His fiery eyes became hotter and fiercer in an instant, as if to melt the cold world with his boiling blood.

He came to the door of the restaurant and stopped. Song inside suddenly stopped and drank: "Where are you from?" The teenager coldly spit out four words: "From the volcano." The voice added, "What are you doing here?" The teenager spit out two more words: "Kill you!" "

As soon as the voice fell, the knife light inside lit up like a meteor across the sky, like a deep hatred, like a shallow dream, and like tears of years. ...

The teenager was stabbed, injured, hung up and fell into the hotel, just like a wounded beast, struggling under the ridicule of charcoal fire in the store. In the blink of an eye, the people inside actually put the nod on the table, holding their hands painfully over the head hit by the teenager from a distance.

He trilled, "You ... Who are you?"

"Me? I don't have a name because I forgot. "

"Then who am I?"

"You are just like the great swordsman in the Jianghu."

"am I ... am I still alive?"

"No, you are dead!"

Hearing this, the population covered its head with blood oozing from its nose and ears and fell down. This is the tragic situation that everyone in the Jianghu died of "Phoenix Magic Boxing" recently.

The wind and snow stung his bleeding wound, and the blood dripped on the white and transparent snow, which was scary and heartbreaking. Seeing this situation, his heart burned. Since childhood, his favorite thing to watch is bleeding, because in his memory, the blood flowing out of a person's body is the most touching color in life.

The snow stopped and the wound on my body solidified, but it was the second night.

The sky is full of twinkling stars.

Every household lit candles and shed tears.

There is no sadder moment than this.

See how the night drives away the dusk

Listen to how the earth becomes silent.

Without sunshine, snow will melt. ...

An old man is at home, kindly watching his grandchildren play.

But in my heart, I always vaguely feel that today is a little ominous.

Come on, I'm so old, who will challenge me?

After a while, he knew he was wrong.

He saw a teenager walking slowly towards him.

The fiery eyes of boys, at first glance, seem to have a strong sense of shock, which makes people's blood spurt.

Is there a person here and there? It's obviously a fire, a phoenix bathing in the fire.

Is he ferocious? Don't! Not at all.

He carries a convincing-the strongest breath of life.

The old man's muddy yellow eyes immediately flashed bright and sharp light, just like his sword when he was young.

He coughed: "Young man, from the way you walk, you can see that your martial arts were indeed handed down from the Dark Lord in the past. How is he these years? "

The boy sneered, "He has been killed by me."

The old man was surprised: "What? A few years ago, the Lord of the four fearsome black kings in the Jianghu was killed by this boy! "

This question also evokes young people's memories of the past:

-On the smoky island of Death,

No stars, no moon, only hot lava and countless bones.

At that time, he didn't ride the wind or worry about the waves.

Quiet inside is like a fleeting time of lost years.

But a voice always haunts him.

She is the flame in his heart.

With her, his sunny life has her gentle night.

With him, she is lonely and has his shining candles at night.

His life saved her night.

Her tenderness lit up his eyes.

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But one day, in the martial arts field, she blocked Master's irrational blow for him.

From then on, he was the only one left in the world.

He was furious, boiling his blood, burning the bones and muscles of his will, and killing Master with the attack of Phoenix.

Since then, he has changed, becoming cruel, heartless and enthusiastic. People like fire always hope to burn this cold world to ashes with their boiling blood.

The old man's sword cut off the teenager's dream with a bang.

The old man holds a sword-shaped railway:

My sword is three feet seven minutes.

No first or last name.

Having no front or edge.

There's only one trick

Life and death depend on me.

Don't regret it. ...

The boy nodded and did not move.

He is not afraid of attack.

Maybe there was no attack.

He forbearance

He waited.

He finally saw the sword.

The artistic conception of that sword can't be described by words, pictures and words. It is neither unpleasant nor strange, nor absolutely unattractive. And a kind of fencing should only exist in the sky, not in the world.

In a flash, the old man with the candle still lit up the last glory of his life with the starlight of his sword.

No ... will this stubborn teenager like the immortal phoenix really be taken away by this sword this time?

At the moment, under the power of this sword.

The life and body of teenagers shine with extraordinary brilliance.

Let the whole earth dazzle.

In a series of fantastic scenes:

The fire was burning, and his boiling blood burned him into a beautiful bird bathed in the fire. He spread out a pair of colorful dazzling wings and flew into the world with the flame, driving away all the cold and darkness. This is the most beautiful bird reborn in the fire phoenix. ...

The old man's eyes were surprised.

The old man's heart is full of blood,

In front of such a gorgeous scene, his sword has lost its original light.

His life also came to an end. ...

I don't know when it began to snow again. ...

The old man looked at the long night when the glistening flowers were gone and knew that the phoenix bird had flown far away. He smiled gently and said to the young man, you are not a bad person, but a good person. You are heartless because you are too affectionate. Only when you die in your hands can I see clearly what is life and what is eternity. "He said, and closed his eyes in the snowy night and fell asleep forever. ...

What about teenagers? He looked at the fallen old man with an indescribable sadness in his eyes.

Fire, blood and life are actually the same color. ...

And the name of this color is Phoenix.

Second, there is a power called tenderness.

If the stream is as gentle as a girl's lovely, but I don't know when it will flow into the mountains and forests, her body will be imprisoned in the overlapping thick green.

In the dense Cui Li, a middle-aged man dressed in brown is washing his sword in a forest stream. There is a child leaning against his foot. The child really looked at the cold light of the sword with Ming Che's crystal eyes that day and flashed an unspeakable fear. ...

He asked the middle-aged man softly, "What is the master's sword for?"

Master couldn't help laughing. "Silly boy, swords are used to kill people."

He asked again, "Kill people? Why kill people? "

Master frowned and sighed, "Shun, you are really a gentle and kind child. You know, sometimes if you don't kill others, others will kill you, and people can't help themselves in the Jianghu. "

The child said, "Anyway, I hate swords and am afraid of them."

Master nodded, sighed lightly, and said with a smile, "Fortunately, our kung fu is a chain, not those swords, spears and halberds, otherwise you wouldn't even ... alas!"

As the days go by, the former children have grown into teenagers. Ming Che's crystal eyes are still the same, and her mouth is always smiling gently. Maybe he looks a little pale and has a delicate figure. People always say that this boy named Instant looks a bit like a girl.

On a foggy rainy day, a man for more than half a year and a slim girl silently practiced for Ashun on the trestle.

Looking at Shun's fading back, the girl began to get angry: "Dad, you know Shun is kind and cowardly, and even an ant can't bear to hurt him. How can you bear to let him wander in the sinister rivers and lakes? "

Her father caressed her head and said, "Jane, unlike the chain we have learned, the long chain of life is made up of gold, iron, thorns and flowers." If you hadn't made your first ring yourself on a day you'll never forget, you wouldn't have lived this life at all. "

Jane bit her lip, her heart was like rain in the sky, a little wet and a little sad. ...

Her father sensed her thoughts and said, "Jane doesn't have to worry about him." In fact, Shun has a power that even I don't have. I think he will soon get used to this Jianghu. "

Shun has always believed that this life will always be hidden in the green curtain of the forest.

Unexpectedly, when he walked out of the jade screen, a beautiful painting scene between people quietly spread out in his heart, bit by bit, inexplicable harmony.

-still like this feeling.

Gentle Jianghu night, gentle lighting, a gentle person, no matter what expression, can reveal a cherished inner feeling, which is a bit charming with his exquisite figure.

Late at night, every household, large and small shops have closed their doors and windows, except for the most inconspicuous shop on the corner, which is brightly lit. It will be noon in a little while. A fast food eater is eating noodles in the corner of this shop. He eats with a bowl carefully. There is not even a section in the soup. At this time, the ripples in the noodle soup actually show that a blue robe guest has entered the store and sat behind him.

-He came in with a strong breath.

Less than a sharp broken wind roared by, and a man in blue walked into the store with a smile.

The blue robe guest immediately stood up, moved, flashed his eyes, pointed to a knife wound about three inches long on his left arm and said, "Ouyang Lie, it's time for me to catch the king and give you this knife."

The man in blue sneered, "That's why you invited me here today. Very good! I'll give you a chance. "

Said rolled out a knife in his hand, wrist, strength dust, blade with a sen cold incomparable breath split up, make people shudder. ...

Shun's eyes flashed with disgust when he was still eating noodles.

The blue robe guest drank for a long time, and his hands exerted their strength, and his hands conjured up thousands of claws, which enveloped the blue man all the way, and the momentum was amazing to the extreme.

"Boom!" Claw knife intersection, a muffled thunder-like low-pitched gas-light blow.

The man in blue took off his knife and smashed all the dishes in the cupboard with a bang, killing a blood hole in his heart on the spot.

The man in the blue robe laughed wildly.

The proprietress is crying.

A Tong was instantly stunned. It was the first time in his life that he saw the murderer. It turned out to be so violent and bloody. He felt sick and wanted to spit out all the noodles just now.

Blue robe turned and wanted to go.

In an instant, he stopped him politely: "Please stay."

The blue robe turned fiercely and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Before you go, please compensate for the damaged goods in our shop. It is not easy for others to do small business! " O instantaneous clearly said

The blue robe guest said with a wry smile, "Look, you are still a novice, and you are a sword in the Jianghu. Don't say that you smashed this small shop, even if you smashed the largest Taibai Building in Beijing, no one would pay. " Said the oblique swept out, fly to the hollow, only feel feet entangled in something straight down, looking back, turned out to be the fragile boy in the shop, with a long chain around his ankle.

Blue robe guest's eyes suddenly and violently up a trace of murder, even the owner of the shop began to secretly worry about teenagers.

The blue robe guest's hands are claw-shaped, the blue veins stand out, rattle, and his face is solemn, such as lightning.

O smiled instantly, smiled gently, patted the other end of the chain tied around his waist, made a mark gently, and with a hand move, a nebula rose in the air and turned into a ray of starlight to fly to the blue robe guest.

At that time, the blue robe guest's lips were tightly sipped, and sweat was looming on his forehead. It turned out that his famous talons were tightly entangled in the chain of O Instant. With the shaking of the chain Rinrin, he tried his best to earn the chain. What is the strength of this young man's chain? You can't even earn the hand of the talon king!

After a long time, the blue robe guest finally gave up and said with a rustic face, "You kill me."

There was a flash of surprise in Ming Che's eyes: "If I kill you, my lock is used to save people and protect the weak. I never wanted to kill anyone. Why would I kill someone? If you lose money, I'll let you go. "

The blue robe guest looked depressed: "I really don't have any money today." Can it be delivered tomorrow? "

Shun loosened the chain and blue robe and said, "OK, I'll wait for you here tomorrow night."

The blue robe guest was stunned. There are such naive people in the world who believe people so quickly.

However, I suddenly feel that my tall figure is very short in this delicate teenager, and my heart is full of jealousy and tunnel: "Good! You wait tomorrow night! "

O smiled instantly, not only very gentle, but also very pure and happy. The proprietress cast a grateful and admiring look. But I don't know why I always feel a little worried about this innocent and kind boy.

The next day, same time, same time.

The sudden interruption in the street caused a gust of wind, a flash of lightning pierced the sky, and another thunder drowned out all the sounds of heaven and earth. Beans of raindrops shone down, from sparse to dense, and soon turned into downpours.

The long street under the thunderstorm is like a ghost domain, and there is a faint wind from the other end of the street.

O instant finally saw two men coming, one was the blue robe guest yesterday, and the other was a boy dressed in gray and his own age.

The boy's stubborn hair is flying in the wind and rain. He glanced at it and asked the blue robe guest in a skeptical tone, "Is it him?" The blue robe guest nodded: "It's him!"

The blue guest handed it to Ashun: "This is my sworn brother, and his name is Jabu. His martial arts are much higher than mine. You are very close today. "

"Boom!" A flash of lightning flashed in the distance.

Say in an instant: "Hello!"

Evil martial way: "I'm not good!"

In an instant, he said, "Why?"

"Brother was humiliated by you yesterday," said the evil martial way. "Today I stand up for him."

Shun said, "I see, but when you come out, will you ask him to pay the compensation to the shopkeeper?"

Evil martial way: "That depends on whether you can take my tricks!" "

Thunder rumbled and the long streets were as bright as day.

Jabu's hand actually pushes a gas spiral, just like the horn of a unicorn. The wind and rain are brought by the horn and become a bunch of madness.

Ah Tong was surprised to find that he was torn by spiral strength and rushed at him involuntarily, as if to slaughter him, and there was a strong wind coming at him from somewhere, which was both amazing and shocking.

At the critical moment, his chains wrapped around his body like telepathy, and his whole body was protected like a circle of nebulae. The stormy waves beyond benevolence and righteousness can't hurt him for half a minute, which is the greatest mystery of his martial arts. When his life is in danger, the lock will follow his heart and automatically protect his master.

A few hours later, Jabu removed the spiral force before it was breached, and the chain of fiend instantly fell to the ground. Jabu said bitterly, "It's nothing to protect your martial arts. If you were a man, you would attack me. "

Smile for a moment and say, "Well, I really don't want to hurt you."

Evil Wu Xin Xi, once again urged his strange spiral gas strength, fiend instantaneous also shot, his action is "pure" like a child who concentrates on taking things. His is purely the natural nemesis of those martial arts that have always been complicated, weird, sharp and eccentric. Chain flying in the air, flying so light, so light, but through the spiral gas strength of Jabu, through the palm of his hand, the chain accidentally broke down an inch from his heart.

Oh, my god

Jabu only felt very dizzy. ...

-ten years of hard work can't resist the tenderness of that moment.

I wanted to kill him, but he spared himself. ...

At that time, instant fiend put away his chains, gently approached Jabu, took out the wound medicine from his arms, put it on his injured hand, tore off his costume, bandaged Jabu, and the action was still so light and gentle.

Seeing this scene, the blue robe man's heart is full of blood. He has seen countless heroes do things in his life, and he is not so moved as the juvenile behavior when he first entered the Jianghu. He sat down and said, "I was wrong, I will pay for it!" " I'll pay! I'll pay double the money. "

The heavy rain finally stopped before dawn, the dark clouds were dispersed by empty eyes, and the morning light was scattered on people.

Jabu, guests in blue robes look at fleeting figures.

Jabu suddenly said to the guest in the blue robe, "I see, Shun's strength is as gentle as his chain."

Yes, there is a power called tenderness.

This power is not only great, but also full of kindness.

Grateful that we are born sentient beings, not heartless things, let us find the purest touch in life with the gentleness of love.

Third, there is a kind of tears called frost.

(1) that year, I shed tears, master frost.

Snow, snow, inadvertently, I stood in the snowy world, stopped, stared, and felt the purity and beauty of this moment with bright eyes.

I was only thirteen years old, and my martial arts had just begun to take shape. On such a snowy day, I smashed the hard ice covered on the ice ocean with my fist and tried to sneak into the biting Leng Hai to find the sunken ship with my mother's body. After many twists and turns, I almost died. It was my brother who discovered my danger in time and ran to the ocean to save me. He gritted his teeth and propped me up with his last strength, but he disappeared into the endless sea of ice forever.

I cried. I hurt him, but I haven't shed a tear since. It was also that time that the master was shocked when he heard the news. It was the first time in his life that he was moved ... A sigh of relief, sad frost floated across his cold face. I know that no matter where he is, he will be cold, and even those who have been with him for a long time will set out to invade people's cold. Water can only exist in his whole body in the form of crystal. Are those the tears of the frost master?

(2) God, you finally see through me.

From that moment on, Master made an amazing decision. From then on, he stopped teaching me anything and asked me to travel outside, but he lived in seclusion in the highest snow peak in the ice sheet. Before leaving, he said to me coldly: "Snow water has its own place, and Xuefeng will not be poor in snow." Glacier hopes that one day you will have the strength to challenge me. If there is no such day, don't come to me. "

I know the location of the highest snow peak on that ice sheet, and I like to stare at it from a distance when I was very young. It is blue, a hard and textured blue, which is different from the sky. Under the lash of the sun, it is transpiration with strength and light, breathing silently and slowly, like an omniscient god.

This is the last time I saw it before I left the ice sheet, but occasionally I can hear his voice and understand his words!

"Glacier, you will stand on the ice peak like your master one day!"

This voice echoed in my heart for a long time, deeply penetrated into my blood and bone marrow. My heart is saying, "God, you have seen through me."

(3) Three years of Jianghu life

The first year has passed.

I'm new to Jianghu.

Unknown, everyone in the Jianghu knows the name of my ice swordsman, but no one knows the name of the glacier.

I have to continue to use my nameless sword, my sad nameless sword.

The second year passed.

Life is very simple, just like the sky where the meteor is far away, deep blue.

I'm still unknown.

The winter of the third year

It snowed heavily in Jiangnan. When I saw the thin ice on the river, the boat stopped alone on it ... which reminded me of the days when the ice sheet was snowing. Every time I hear the sound of snowflakes flying, my eyes meet the flowing snowflakes-my heart is flying. I suddenly became cheerful. This winter, my sword has become firm but gentle and sharp. I lost the first-class master of the Seven Sword Schools in a row, and hit the master of Shao Zhuang in hide the sword Villa, becoming famous in World War I, and then becoming famous in Jianghu. I am known as one of the best rising stars in the Jianghu today.

(4) I lost, I am ashamed, I am ashamed, I am surprised.

However, the snowy days are always short-lived, and under the irradiation of winter sunshine, they flash by. Because it is short, it is more memorable.

A few days after I became famous, I tasted failure again.

I was defeated by the scarlet needle, one of the twelve greatest weapons in Jianghu.

His puzzling scarlet refers to the wind.

This is my nightmare,

This seems to be the bane of my fate.

I was defeated, but instead of killing me, he helped me stop the bleeding.

Before he left, he told me that he was the only known friend in my master's life.

He also told me that the gap with Master was too great.

He's disappointed in me!

I am ashamed

I am ashamed

I'm even weirder!

Master, such a heartless person has such strange friends!

(5) I don't want affection, I want to be like Xuefeng.

I think of my master, whose frosty face is embedded with jewel-like eyes, and his strong nose is full of heroic spirit. Occasionally, the clothes are as beautiful as snow. I think he must have been the dream lover of countless girls when he was wandering in the Jianghu. Unfortunately, he is heartless. He warned me from an early age: "Those who practice our innate indifference must not fall in love, otherwise they will harm others and themselves." So until I was in the Jianghu for several years, I didn't dare to look at the girls and only focused on my martial arts. Sometimes it's really quiet, but I! Calm as a snowy peak, observant, smiling at loneliness. Only in this way can we catch up with my master as soon as possible.

At that moment, I reached the peak of the ice.

Over the years, everything I have done is actually preparing for one thing. So those things are nothing.

Over the years, I have made rapid progress and seem to have achieved fruitful results. In fact, I have never found the edge of that matter.

One day after seven years, I finally gave up my sword and returned to the ice field where I was born.

After seven years' experience in Jianghu, I finally have a strong connotation and a clean appearance of ice crystals-just like snow, pure and flexible, cold and heartless, full of invading chill.

The setting sun on the ice sheet shines on my eyes, as blue as an ice peak.

At that moment, I reached the peak of the ice.

In Xuefeng, it is my master who flies in a white robe.

He bathed in the Millennium chill at the top of the ice peak and stared at the sky in the sunset.

(7) Fighting against ice peaks

Master asked me: You are here. Where is your sword?

I replied: there is no sword, the sword is in my heart.

Master nodded: It seems that you have learned the "ice sword".

Say, whisking in the wind, burst into a breathtaking cold light all over the sky, a dozen cold condensed invincible firm but gentle coming at me. ...

I was raw and bloody in more than a dozen places!

Just then, I made a vase with my hands, forcing out the faint chill in my body and emitting a cold blue light.

Oh, my god The blue light in my palm gushed out a general stride of cold and condensed the shock wave into ice on the spot.

In a flash, the invisible firm but gentle was condensed into tangible by my colder gas, and now it is exposed as an "ice sword" in my hands.

Master's eyes were sharp, and pieces of flying frost floated out of her cold face. ...

..... Frosted, blocking my view.

The ice sword was clamped, but the inherent coldness and Master's innate vigor did not disappear. With a sharp crack of "Ga", countless new traces appeared on the invisible but firm but gentle ice sword. The sword exploded in midair, and the broken ice crystals were covered with a layer of ice fog. ...

The master's faint voice came from the ice fog: I have only shed tears twice in my life. The first time I shed tears of sadness, this time I shed tears of happiness and relief. I am proud of you in the glacier. Your innate indifference has exceeded my level. Your master can have such a disciple die without regret. "

It suddenly cooled down, and a cold wind blew away the fog.

I held Master in my arms and caressed his cold body with trembling hands. I knew in an instant that Master had exchanged my life for my understanding of the intangible and tangible martial arts between heaven and earth.

I don't know when, my eyes also melted into pieces of frost, flying all over the sky, flying on the peak of Bai Bing under the cold wind, for a long time, for a long time, …

Finally, I understand.

It turns out that frost is a kind of tears.

Tears are also a kind of cream.

But tears can flow like frost.

Frost can be as affectionate and righteous as tears.

Between heaven and earth, intangible and tangible can be transformed.

Is this the same between ruthlessness and sentience?

Fourth, there is a belief, friendship.

edge in

What is friendship? In my eyes, when I see that I really want to do it, I should do it for my friends, regardless of my life, money, even reputation, success or failure, I will let go until I die, or friendship has become a firm belief in my heart.

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The mountains are empty, misty rain still exists, and the waterfalls flowing down resound through the sea of clouds in the valley. On the abrupt rock, there is a beautiful and slender white man looking up at the gray sky. His long hair fluttered smartly with the wind, and his mouth always seemed to have a gentle smile. A straight nose is in sharp contrast to a firm mouth. Broad shoulders make people feel that he will not be easily knocked down like a mountain. However, alas, his eyes are completely invisible. Sometimes you see such people are blind.

Touching her beautiful face, he sighed lightly: "Chun-Li, since I can't see, I miss you very much. Open my eyes and look at you. I am afraid that as long as I take a look, I will be satisfied. " Hearing this, her tears rolled down like pearls. He found his hands wet. He quickly handed a paper towel gently and wiped her tears on the main road with warm hands: "It's raining hard, Chun-Li, go home."

Chun-Li turned away in the rain like a statue full of worries: "Zilong, I know you are leaving again, but Master told you to have a good rest and protect your eyes. Now you can't see anything. How can you deal with fierce enemies? "

Zilong's voice came from the rainy sky: "I have no eyes, but I have ears." Besides, I have a conscience. My friend is in danger. I can't sit back and watch. "

Chun-Li left, leaving only one sentence: I don't want anything, I just want you to come back safely.

Zilong looked away from her back, although she couldn't see it.

But he can still feel Chun-Li's love and understanding with his heart.

There is a crescent moon in the sky and a curved river on the ground.

The river bends over farmland, crosses fields full of wild flowers, and finally flows into the mountains.

A cool wind is blowing from a distance.

There is a whirring sound in the wind.

Let Zilong's long hair dance lightly in the air,

Breathing down, his ears noticed that there was only a faint sound like a grasshopper jumping in the grass, and subconsciously nailed two blue poisonous darts to the outside of his feet. That was close!

"Come out!" There was a thunder in mid-air, and Zilong threw out white sleeves, waved his hand, and his figure was as smooth as Youlong's. Two poachers in the grass suddenly snorted and died.

At this moment, another sharp dagger attacked his left waist.

Quietly, quietly, slowly.

The other side calculated that the dragon could not see.

Unexpectedly, Zilong seemed to see his arm and sword firmly clamped around his waist, making him unable to move.

The other party is not surprised, but happy.

Pulled out a shorter and smaller sword from that sword and stabbed it.

Zilong pulled out a sneer: "What sword, hide the sword".

Said the white clothes, jumped into the air, the earth turned white, Xin's long shadow was like a dragon in the world, waving like a waterfall.

The man's sword lost its direction and he felt as if he were in the center of the storm. He only heard his bones giggling and fell to the ground like a pool of mud.

What Zilong hates most in his life is the villain who stabbed him in the back. He is cruel to such people.

The wind roared, and unexpectedly a cold evil smile came from a distant valley: "The disciple of the old man, the first boy in Wulin, was really amazing. Even if he is blind, he can easily clean up my dead. It's a pity that your brother saint seiya, a saint, has been trapped by me. It's futile for you to save him, and you may even take his own life ... Ha ... ". The sound faded away in the dark mountains.

Zilong smiled gently and said, "If it is for friendship, is death really that terrible?" ?

His determined face is facing the misty mountains and rivers, and his confident steps are striding into the dark mountains along the river.

Walking in the mountains with my own feelings for a long time, I gradually felt that there was a place full of murderous look. He walked in that direction. Sometimes a person may judge a thing more accurately with his heart than with his eyes.

Sure enough, he saw it, no, more specifically, he felt it. ...

The clothes are hunting and the fire is burning.

Four swords and four torches make a circle.

These four people are all dressed in black, wearing tight masks and narrow sleeves.

Everyone's eyes lit up, like thunder.

There is a boy in red trapped in the middle, and his body is redder and brighter. That's blood!

He is like a wounded beast, struggling with the laughter of flames.

There was obviously a fierce battle before.

Zilong has smelled a dangerous smell-

He rushed into the circle to help the shaky saint saint seiya.

There was a flash of surprise in the eyes of the four masked men, but it was immediately replaced by more vicious and sarcastic eyes: Hehe, a blind man came and thought he was a master.

Seeing Zilong, saint seiya, a saint, stood firm and became more confident. His face lit up and he said, "Zilong, I am holding hands with you again."

Zilong sighed: "It is a kind of happiness to be alive and join hands with brothers and friends to fight against the enemy."

Masked four people didn't speak, the circle more tightly, around two people.

Saint seiya, a saint, was about to punch to meet the enemy when Zilong whispered, "saint seiya, a saint, go back!"

Saint seiya, a saint, said, "I'll block it for a while!"

Zilong growled, "Go back!"

Listen to "before", the sword light like hundreds of poisonous snakes together in front of the dragon bite.

Zilong at the moment.