"Er..."
When the word "love" burst in the air, Xiao Lang's soul suddenly hurt, as if his heart had been hurt once. This feeling is very strange, also very inexplicable.
But Xiao Lang seems to be fascinated by this flavor. He draws a word "love" with his hand again. With a wave of his hand, it hits the air. The word "love" is extremely dazzling in the night sky, reflecting on the snowflakes, like a dream, like a meteor.
"Bang!"
The word "love" broke up again, but Xiao Lang's soul was hurt again. He felt that he was hurt by love.
"Whew, whew!"
He shot out one love word after another, and exploded in the air again and again. His breath became more and more indifferent and heartless, but he was more and more infatuated with the feeling of being hurt by love.
"To hurt others is to hurt yourself? If you want to hurt others, you must hurt yourself first? "
He murmured softly, and a trace of blood was slowly flowing out of his mouth. However, the speed of drawing the word "love" was faster and faster. One by one, the word "love" roared away, rose against the wind, and burst in the air. The scene was extremely beautiful, like fireworks blooming in a snowy night.
"Well, what kind of magic is this? Or is it heaven's attack? "
In a dark corner of the backyard, aunt Xin was startled by a slight explosion. Her eyes full of startled looking at the love words whistling and cracking in the air, feeling the cold meaning of each love word, the weird energy contained in it makes her heart tremble. This still looked at a few, if be hit, she can't imagine what will happen
"Whew!"
The next second, she felt alive. Xiao Lang seemed to notice that she was hiding in the corner. She drew a word of "love" and shot at her suddenly. But in her mind but inexplicably surges an idea, oneself seems to be locked by this "feeling" word, elude cannot open!
This love word actually did not grow big this time, also did not explode, on the contrary lightning like direct did not enter Xin aunt's body. At that moment, aunt Xin's soul suddenly trembled, and an inexplicable taste surged up, which made her feel hurt. It seemed that there was no meaning in her life
"What kind of strange heavenly attack is this? Does it contain a soul attack? What a terror
Aunt Xin soon woke up, but she was in a cold sweat. Although the word "love" only affected her blinking time, the strong fight, one second can determine life and death. If Xiao Lang could easily break through her defense, she would have died just now.
Can Xiao Lang break through her defense? of course!
At least the sword in Xiao Lang's hand makes aunt Xin feel that she can easily tear her body.
"The boy is so terrible!"
Aunt Xin looked at Xiao Lang's back in the distance and felt palpitation. Xiao Lang didn't feel the way of heaven before. She knew it very well. In other words He has just begun to learn the way of heaven, even not yet. Now it has such a powerful power, and will it still be able to do so after it has achieved great success?
Aunt Xin retreated slowly and did not dare to continue watching. Xiao Lang lost his memory at the moment. The most important thing was that she couldn't figure out his temper. She felt that he had a kind of indifference and ruthlessness that resisted people thousands of miles away. In case Xiao Lang killed him, he would die unjustly.
A trace of gloom flashed in her eyes. She saw Princess Hemao's movements these days. It seemed that the little princess was going to get hurt. She is not prepared to advise, she is also watching the seedlings grow up, very clear that the little princess, do not break the south wall, not be made all over the body is not going back
Feeling the departure of aunt Xin, Xiao Lang slightly side face, continue to shoot a love word into the air, more and more congestion in the corner of his mouth, his face more and more pale, but his eyes are more and more firm, more and more crazy.
Finally, in the middle of the night, he blew a mouthful of blood and passed out. Goose feather like snow rustled down and covered him with a thick quilt.
The next morning, Xiao Lang woke up early. It was wonderful that his soul was not hurt, just like last night was a dream.
He Miao princess came again with the rice mud, brought him breakfast, and sat beside the pavilion with him again. This time he Miao didn't speak, so quietly accompanied Xiao Lang, accompanied him to watch the snow, watching the plum blossom blossom quietly in the yard, and slowly withered.
Xiao Lang didn't release the love word once in the daytime, but he was still in a daze and ate. At night, he began to quietly release the word "love", and then in the middle of the night, he fainted again
Time slips away between the fingers, in Princess hemiao again and again sad, silent tears slip away, blink of an eye 20 days passed.
Xiao Lang practiced hard at night and night. When he got to the back, he even drew "love" characters with a merciless sword. He could also draw several love words in a second at the same time, and make them explode in the air at the same time. His heart was hurt by himself again and again, and he was in a coma again and again, but he was happy with this and that.
He has a kind of inexplicable feeling that when he is no longer hurt by himself, he can feel the way of heaven. Although he didn't know what the way of heaven was, why did he practice it
In fact, Xiao Lang didn't know that what he was feeling at the moment was the merciless way of heaven. His mind is blank, merciless sword is to recognize him as the main, so he has the feeling of flesh and blood. He used the ruthless sword spirit for many times, and his mind was greatly affected. After he lost his memory, he became so cold.After amnesia, he has been holding the merciless sword, and is further influenced by the merciless sword. Before amnesia, he actually resisted this merciless way of heaven. He didn't want to become a cold-blooded and merciless person. Now his mind has become a piece of white paper, and his determination is tragic
That night, the spirit of the sword in the merciless sword suddenly summoned him, which made him realize the first heaviness of the merciless heaven, feeling hurt.
Although Xiao Lang is only a beginner at the moment, it is obvious that if it continues, when his heart is hurt again and again, it will naturally become merciless and cold-blooded. At that time, even if he had a thorough understanding of the first importance of the merciless heaven, he would have become a cold-blooded and merciless person like the Qing emperor in those days!
In order to testify the truth, the Qing emperor ignored even tens of thousands of his own people. He knew that he would die and his descendants would be destroyed. But he resolutely left, abandoned his wife and children, and died alone, only to prove the merciless way of heaven.
Xiao Lang plays the word "love" night and night. At the moment, he is like a puppet manipulated by the sword spirit in the merciless sword. Once his heart is broken and heartless, he will become cold-blooded and fall into the merciless heaven.
Whether Xiao Lang will eventually be hurt by love, Princess hemiao doesn't know, but she knows that she has been hurt, hurt deeply and painfully.
Twenty nine days!
She went to visit Xiao Lang every day, accompanied him, cared about him, and even told him that she liked him very much and wanted to accompany him all her life. She tried to melt his frozen heart with her hot heart, but what Xiao Lang did was hurt again and again, and more and more, Xiao Lang became more and more fierce, almost Ignored her.
Since ancient times, sentimental empty hate, sentimental always be mercilessly hurt.
Xiao Lang did not feel the true meaning of these two words, but he Miao deeply felt
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