This is a common saying in the human world.

    But ordinary people can only see other people''s dignitaries, only think that this person''s good luck, jealousy crazy.

    But I didn''t see the blood shed from the wounds behind him, which is a tragedy that ordinary people have never experienced.

    Jifei looks at Xiaolei insidiously.

    Xiaolei sneered, "the losers are only qualified to speak with their mouths."

    Giffy

    "you!"

    Ye Qianling looked ahead,

    "OK, don''t make any noise."

    The cold voice couldn''t tell her mood.

    The battle in chaos continues.

    Two people unexpectedly draw a draw, stalemate for a long time.

    Until the old man with white beard took out his black stick.

    Wave to Su Yan.

    Bang!

    Su Yan fell to the ground.

    A mouthful of blood came out.

    For such a scene, the old man with white beard laughed.

    Waiting to smile enough, he looked at Su Yan

    "you, very good."

    Su Yan wiped the blood off her mouth.

    There is no fluctuation in such praise.

    "You won."

    She spoke.

    The old man with white beard raised the stick and changed it in an instant.

    The stick became short and became a black hairpin.

    The ugly hairpin looks like a dead branch.

    The old man with white beard handed the hairpin to Su Yan.

    "After that, it''s yours."

    Su Yan''s eyelids didn''t move.

    The old man with white beard touched his beard

    "with this thing, you can kill him. From then on, between heaven and earth, you will never threaten again."

    Su Yan stood up slowly.

    She bowed her head in a calm voice

    "take away my spirit."

    The old man with white beard was in a good health, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared. Every word he said was "stubborn"

    the two stood against each other quietly.

    The old man with white beard grew angry.

    "Don''t think I can do nothing with you.

    Don''t forget, without you, there is another candidate under the ground! "

    Mention another person, Su Yan eyebrow moved.

    "I didn''t forget."

    The deprived, the other me.

    The old man with white beard, holding the hairpin, angrily pointed at Su Yan

    "in order to make you stronger, I deprive you of your selfishness, your hypocrisy, your redundant feelings, and your useless dark emotions.

    You don''t know pity, you don''t need kindness, you just need to be calm forever and master the whole world.

    As long as you kill him, you will be the most perfect successor of the way of heaven that I have worked hard to cultivate. "

    This world, all in accordance with the rules.

    But now, he will be integrated with heaven and earth, into smoke, return to heaven and earth.

    Before he completely perishes between heaven and earth, the new way of heaven must succeed.

    Su Yan is his best choice.

    It has to be her, it can only be her.

    The man in the way, what little Lord.

    Trying to trap his most perfect successor with such a private idea?

    Oh, he has to die.

    The old man with white beard touched his beard.

    Pressing Su Yan

    "will you take this wooden hairpin or not?"

    She looked up and was silent for a long time.

    Suddenly, she raised her left hand and pressed it on her right wrist.

    White slender fingers, in the right wrist changes.

    The old man with white beard was stunned for a moment.

    He never thought about it.

    Even one day, his successor will choose to automatically peel off the spirit, to resist inheriting his position.

    The golden light came from Su Yan.

    She stood there with a slight frown.

    But the golden light, like a sharp blade, pierced every inch of her body and ran away.

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