Chapter 5478

Sword matchless began to remember.

The other party may just be ordinary at a certain time. There is no need to make up stories to deceive the other party. Instead, it is boring here. Now it is late at night. With that pot of wine, jianwushuang began to talk about things when he was a child.

That was the day in Jiange

He was only eighteen that year. He was just a childe.

Under the candlelight, thirteen niangs listened attentively. The light and shadow shone on her face with a touch of red.

Jianwushuang began to talk about the gratitude and resentment of Jiange at the age of 18. Of course, some of its more mysterious abilities have been weakened a lot.

It's like a long martial arts novel.

Thirteen niangs became more and more fascinated.

In the twinkling of an eye, two hours later, a fish belly white appeared outside the house, and it was almost dawn.

The sword did not stop until the sun rose completely.

"In this story, a pot of wine and a piece of sweet potato are enough!" Jian Wushuang said, climbed out of the comfortable quilt, and limped down the edge of the bed.

Thirteen niangs didn't feel sleepy at all. They hurriedly said, "I saved your life. How can you repay it?"

"I didn't let you save it!" Jian Wushuang said calmly. Then he pushed open the door. The snow outside was still falling, and a thick layer had accumulated on the ground.

A gust of cold wind hit, and jianwushuang shrank a little, but he still walked out with a hard head.

Thirteen niangs chased out, looked at the unparalleled back of the sword, lay on the edge of the door and shouted, "Hey, if you're starving, remember to climb back."

The sword stumbled and almost fell.

This time, he won't starve to death. He's going to hang himself.

It's hard to starve to death.

I don't know why. He is more and more like a mortal. What once seemed to be a dream?

Pop!

Sword matchless slapped himself.

Keep yourself awake. This is just an inheritance of the magic sound hall. You can't fall into too much.

If you really want to get in, you'll be stupid if you can't get out.

Castle peak city.

The reason why it is called Qingshan city is that there is a mine in the west of the city, where there are green mountains and green water, but there is coal in the mountain. Now the Qingshan is gone and has become a black mountain.

It is this mountain that feeds the city.

Most of the poor people living in the west of the city dig coal on the coal mountain.

Jianwushuang walked out of the alley and towards the mountain.

Because of a heavy snow, there were few people on the mountain and didn't meet many along the way.

But even if you meet someone else, no one cares about him as a beggar.

The sword matchless did not know where to find a hemp rope and a straight long stick.

Limped up the mountain.

When climbing the mountain, he felt more tired than when he walked the magic sound mountain.

Finally, I climbed to the top of the mountain and stood on the mountain to see the face of Castle Peak city.

All around is chaos, only the face of Castle Peak city is real.

Glancing around, there was no grass. The sword was unparalleled and speechless.

Is this for him to jump off a cliff?

There was no peak, so he walked back to the mountain. There was no smoke all the way, and it was clean.

In the middle of the back mountain, a lonely crooked neck tree was fairly strong. He carefully tied the prepared hemp rope around the crooked neck tree and pulled it with his hand to ensure that it was safe. After moving a stone to stand on tiptoe, he was ready for his life.

This scene was clearly seen by an old man standing in the clouds.

"You can't teach children!"

Is this the peerless pride of the temple of Qi?

Hang yourself if you encounter a setback?

It's embarrassing to say it.

A dark red figure came, stood side by side with the old man, stared at the scene below, and said calmly: "let him out! It's a waste to stay here! "

"What's the explanation from Lord Zhenling?" The old man turned and looked at the old man.

The dark red figure is the magic voice.

The magic voice God frowned and said coldly, "he has given up. What's the difference between staying and not staying!"

With that, the demon voice God left.

The old man was the only one left. He stood there and watched the sword hang.

The practice of jianwushuang aroused their dissatisfaction. What's the matter with ordinary customs? I can't stay for a day?

Hoo!

Jian Wushuang vomited a hot breath, which was the last time to breathe the air here.

He was about to die and leave.

He put his neck into the hemp rope. Jianwushuang's heart crossed and kicked away the small stone. A sense of suffocation hit him in an instant. When jianwushuang paused, he felt that the whole head would burst.

The originally inconvenient legs began not to dance, which was an instinctive reaction.

Click!

The branch was broken, and the sword fell down. He lost his sense of suffocation. He swallowed the fresh air.

At this moment, the sword is unparalleled. What does it seem to realize?

Hope!

He felt hope from his instinct?

That's the hope of survival!

It's also a new hope. If he really becomes a mortal, won't he live?

What is he after?

Become a powerful person who can frighten all ages, or be close to the stars, constantly press everything, and look at the world with a sword in hand.

The sword lay on the ground and looked at the sky.

The old man on the cloud also looked at the unparalleled sword, shook his head, didn't hold any hope, turned and left.

"Live!"

Jianwushuang's consciousness began to change a little. From the beginning of being tired of the world, he thought of the beauty of the world.

At the top of the mountain, he recalled the mood changes since he came in, and his face changed.

"When was it planted?" Jian Wushuang frowned. His mood was stronger than that of the emperor. How could he shrink back?

In purgatory, he is not afraid, but also afraid of the secular world!

However, this mortal city is really a purgatory. Unlike the magmatic River, the purgatory here is to refine the heart.

When I came down from the mountain, it was already dark. One day later, I didn't eat anything. Jianwushuang's stomach began to cry again.

This time, he learned to accept the leftovers thrown by others, which is not to aggrieve himself.

At the thought of what he said in the morning, he was embarrassed to find the woman, so he wandered around the city.

If he didn't walk around, he would freeze to death sooner or later. After taking a look at the straw sandals on the foot mountain, his feet and thumbs were still leaking out. It was really poor.

"We have to find a way!" The sword's matchless eyes were clear.

He now understood that it was harder to live than to die.

A beggar must have some skills if he wants to live.

He began to walk towards the east of the city, which is the most prosperous place in the city, to see if he could find a job there.

This job is not a job, but he really doesn't even have a begging job.

To the east of the city, there are a lot of fireworks and willow lanes, but some are not suitable for him.

There were few people on the street because of a heavy snow, but there were more laughter from the house than ever before.