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The lake was foggy and hazy.

Listen to the song as the boat shakes.

The line of sight grew dim, and the screams of noise came into our ears.

"This is the way to the underworld. Who are you?"

Linghao asked lightly.

The boatman smiled and said nothing.

After a long time, he said, "what you see in your eyes is not necessarily true."

"The master was a swordsman before his death, and the ghost sword style he created after his death cannot be lost!"

"If you can cross the other shore safely, you are destined for someone."

The scene has changed again. This time there is no lake, no boatman, and no other flower.

There is only a manor.

There are three big words on the black plaque.

Xiaoyao village.

The sun is shining through the cracks in the branches.

He saw the beloved women standing at the door, waving to him.

Yang Linglong is still cute and ancient.

Princess Xue is as gorgeous as before.

……

"Come in, my husband."

"Yes, we've been waiting for you for a long time. Didn't you say you want to have fun with us and be here forever?"

"Don't you mean what you say?"

"We have been waiting for you for a long time."

They have feelings.

Ling Hao is silent.

He knew it was illusory, but it was exactly what he thought.

But I can't. people have to run for their ideals.

Even if you are tired and unwilling, you have to bite your teeth!

Because, that's the way you choose, before you reach the end, you are not a failure!!

The divine realm is Ling Hao's choice. He is willing to work hard for it all his life! In the middle of the day, when he felt bored, he did have the idea of seeking beauty's soft bed and wasting his time.

"It looks real here."

"If I believe it's true, I think They are all real. "

Ling Hao mumbles to himself.

Look up at the sun.

The peach trees at the door are still there.

His women still smile sweet

"No, I will not indulge in illusions. They are all false!"

Ling Hao's eyes are clear and clear, and the picture in his eyes begins to break.

If the mirror is hit by a stone, it spreads.

His women began to crack

Finally, it turned into a fog and disappeared.

Where is Xiaoyao villa? He found himself on the boat.

Only see, the three people around, sit there, close their eyes, a face of pain.

"The first to wake up, very good, very determined."

Said the boatman lightly.

There is no sense of joy.

What Huang Dongtian saw was different from Ling Hao.

His world is full of swords.

There are heavy swords, light swords, long swords and short swords.

"Jinlin sword, good sword."

He takes a sword like a treasure.

Just as a man can't help looking at a beautiful woman.

"It's good here!"

"I'd like to stay here."

"Hahaha..."

Crazy laughter, shaking all over the world.

Looking into the world, he saw it, bare, gray and dead.

The autumn wind is bleak and colorless.

The wind blows the skirt of Huang Dongtian.

The sky fell yellow rain, rain fell on the ground, into a flower on the other side.

The flowers are blooming.

Just at this time, a small man came up in the land.

The villain is dressed in filial piety and has a sword in his hand.

Wielding the sword, the posture fluctuates strangely.

Huang Dongtian's eyes did not blink. His eyes were excited and he picked up the Jinlin sword to practice.

This practice did not know how many years later, he has become a white haired, hunched body.

He's old. It's hard to move his fingers.

He lay on the ground, his eyes streaming with muddy tears.

"How many years have passed..."

"I forgot."

"This swordsmanship is really difficult. I forgot my name."

Gradually, he closed his eyes and lost his breath.

The boat of the lake is still approaching the other bank, and Huang Dongtian wakes up.

"What's the matter with me?"

"Ming sword style is understood by you. I hope you don't shame this sword skill."

Said the boatman slowly.

"You are a swordsman, and your future achievements are immeasurable."

"Wow, he finally woke up. He had been unconscious for an hour." Said Zhang Cuiyun.

Huang Dongtian was shocked. He felt as if he had lived for centuries.

"Don't be complacent. There is a big problem ahead of you."

The boatman smiled mysteriously.

All of a sudden, the water turned over as if something was coming out below.

The people looked at it warily.

The water flowers were stirred up, and a dragon chant came, deafening.

The dragon is spinning in the sky. It is huge and black. Its scales are shining black.

Red eyes!

"Styrofoam?"

Ling Hao lost his voice.

The boatman said, "there is insight. The underworld is different from the human world. It's a place for the dead to live, so the barrier needs to be guarded. The other side we want to cross is the underworld."

"If you want to go, you have to beat it."