Xiruo was shocked. Although the Sword King had long been a powerful figure in her heart, when she was truly sure that he had defeated the Legend of Justice, the shock still made her tremble with excitement...

When he first entered the world, Xiruo joined the hermit. Many friends in the growth academy were exploring the world. Xiruo, who had no new friends, sent a message to contact those friends secretly. Although more than 20 years later, only one of those friends was still exploring in the world, and the others were doing business or became skilled masters.

But these people can also say a few famous figures in the world. The legend of justice is undoubtedly a legend in the world. It has been a three hundred years of life in the world and is still at the peak that is beyond reach. And this person turns out to be a man who eats and drinks silently outside the thatched cottage in the rain.

And this man once fled in front of the Sword King...

"Since the sword of the Sword King is destined to be lonely, and on the mountains and rivers and lakes, why should it be buried in the deep mountains? Dugu Qiubai's sword tomb's unique skills create the name of Feng Qingyang, Linghu Chong, and Yang Guo... The sword of the Sword King should also create a permanent legend!"

This was not the speech Xiruo prepared before coming. At this moment, he was so passionate that he felt that the original speech was too powerless. After hearing this, the Sword King was silent for a long time and sighed. "Dugu Qiubai was only living alone and was lonely for a lifetime."

"When I heard Dugu Qiubai's name, I respect him like a god. The name of the Sword King should have been like this. The Sword King has no intention of being a false name, but he does not know it. Instead, many people who have gained fame and fortune will harm many people who pursue swordsmanship who go astray but don't know it! The Sword King is responsible for the true meaning of swordsmanship, so he should write a permanent legend of the riversmanship and guide people in the riversmanship to understand what swordsmanship is!"

Xiruo became more and more excited as she spoke, and the more she felt that if the Sword King lived here, it would be a regret and loss that people in the world could never make up for. Finally, she fell to the ground involuntarily. "If the Sword King comes out, Xiruo would always follow the Sword King!"

In the empty thatched house, there was no decent thing in the house, but the sword king's sword was absolutely extraordinary. It was in this place that the sword king had been accustomed to living alone for more than two hundred years. His martial arts and temperament were highly praised by many well-known NPC hermit masters.

Xiruo, desperately hoped that the Sword King would leave here and shine brightly in the world. The Silent Sword King sighed, and finally spoke for a long time.

"Alas... I have the will of heaven in the dark. In the past, I was attacked by a killer in the martial arts world. I had an unfinished grudge in the martial arts world, but later I thought it would be easy to beat a killer and would not be enough to prove my sword. It would be better to live in seclusion in the deep mountains and sleep with a sword! Today I met Xiruo, almost like the love of the beautiful woman in the past, the scenery. Isn't it the will of heaven... Let's go! As you said, use the sword of loneliness to teach the martial arts world what is the supreme sword."

When Xiruo raised her head, she was so excited that she was already in tears. She didn't know where the direction of the rivers and lakes was, but suddenly realized that her rivers and lakes were tied to the sword king. Eighty years of loneliness were originally for this day...

Her master once reminded me countless times, and she had responded to her master's words countless times without hesitation, and was involuntarily thrown into the sky at this moment.

‘I just admire the sword king’s swordsmanship, and I have never had a relationship with him…’

When Xiruo calmed down his excitement, she suddenly realized that she did not understand what a man and a woman's relationship was like a deer. The wandering feeling of love at first sight was indeed a hazy, magical and wonderful emotion; but what evolved from admiration was also a kind of intense emotion of unrestrained and trusting like a moth to the flame?

Xiruoqing couldn't help but jumped into the sword king's arms, and used all her strength to kiss him awkwardly... The deep kiss, I don't know how long it lasts, when I parted, Xiruo was extremely gentle. "My sword may not be enough to pull your sword out of loneliness; but my heart, my love, my people, will definitely make you not lonely again..."

"Alas!" On the sparse stubborn slut, the lonely face was still unmoved, as steady as a mountain, as deep as the vast ocean. "The will of heaven is, loneliness is because the world wants to find an enemy, but loneliness is only because of the ruthlessness in the heart; the sharp blade is hanging, the sword is still lonely, there is affection in the heart, and loneliness is no longer. If you care, let's go!"

"Yes." Xiruo agreed, and then she remembered that there were people outside the cottage. I wonder if I had heard their conversation...

When they walked out of the thatched cottage, the people outside were gone. On the far top of the mountain, a lonely figure in the rain fell down the road...

"He is so pitiful." Xiruo looked at it and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"Those who are addicted to fame are originally pitiful ordinary people." Sword King Wei Ran sighed lightly.

Xiruo's heart, the admiration for the legend of justice disappeared at this moment. What masters and legends have all turned into short hills, only the men around him, who are above the mountains and the lonely peaks are...

The rain keeps falling.

After the Nine Heavens Xuannv was defeated, it rained everywhere except for the desert, and there was no rain everywhere. The rivers and seas were rising, how many embankments were flooded, and how many beaches were swallowed by the waves.

The isolated islands in the South China Sea are swallowed up by sea water every day and disappear without a trace.

Iceland in the far north is gradually shrinking, and the surging waves swallowed up a lot of ice. After years of blizzards, the Nine Heavens Xuannv were defeated, and the limited organisms on the island have become more intense for food as the climate changes suddenly.

In the wind and snow, a wild boar shivered and rubbed a pair of huge pig's hooves. He was wearing a robe sewn from countless pieces of polar bear skin. He ran in the wind and snow, looking for the traces of his prey. The dull footsteps had already scared the snow wolf, polar bear and other creatures within dozens of miles around him and rushed to flee...

"Aoaoao—I am a Qilin, I am a Qilin, I am a fire all over my body, I am not afraid of the cold -Aoao—I am not hungry or hungry in my stomach..." The wild boar demon suddenly softened his knees and fell to the ground, gasping for breath, but the cold air made him tremble all over his body involuntarily. There were fewer prey, especially the noise caused by its hunting was too great, and the wild beasts on the road fled from afar when they heard the sound, with few gains.

"Ao--" A clear hissing sound was mixed in the snow. The wild boar demon immediately stood up in high spirits and shouted with all his might. "Ao-Ao-Ao-I'm here! I'm here!"

In a moment, a huge black shadow flew towards him in the wind and snow...

The wild boar demon danced happily and jumped and waved, cheering and screaming.

Gradually, the black shadow flew closer and closer, and the description became clearer and clearer... On a cow head that was as dark as metallic, a pair of blood-stained cow horns, a thick body that was thousands of feet long, looked like a dragon, but was thicker than a dragon, like a fish, but more flexible and rounder than a fish. Under its huge body, there were ten pairs of metal-like eagle claws, nine pairs of eagle-wing-shaped wings on its back. Each feather shone with a metal-like texture, and the edges of each feather were sharp like a sword blade that was carefully polished.

The cow's head, dragon body, fish scales, eagle claws, eagle wings, and eagle eyes. When landing, ten pairs of eagle claws stretched out at the same time, and the bones twisted strangely, turning into red wind horse hooves, steadily supporting the huge body. On the five pairs of eagle claws, they caught a deep-sea giant fish with a body length of more than a hundred feet long.

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It has been many years since I came to the extreme north... At that time, the wild boar demon thought there were many fairy peaches, and he ate and drank uncontrollably. Soon, the fairy peaches were finished. As a result, Jie Ao got an incredible rapid growth and change. The wild boar demon had no other changes except when he grew taller.

The extreme north is extremely cold and is not suitable for the survival of the wild boar demon, but in order to accompany the unruly, the wild boar demon has been helping to bring the corpse of the Demon Dragon Emperor to the extreme north without regrets and strive to survive in the ice and snowy places.

Jie Ao said that the tradition of the Jing tribe is to guard the demon dragon emperor. The wild boar demon’s promise of righteousness will last as long as he stays.

Without the fairy peach, a huge wild boar demon and a huge unruly man are all huge creatures with a huge demand for food. The wild boar demon cannot enter the water, and the speed of flying is limited. Hunting on land cannot catch much, and the birds in the sky are not enough to plug their teeth.

Over the years, I have relied on flying far away and diving into the deep sea to hunt huge fish as food. Every time I brought back a lot of wild boar monsters, and I have never despised the wild boar monsters for being incompetent, nor have I ever said I was tired.

In the middle of the frozen extreme north, under the ice, the corpses of the Demon Dragon Emperor and the Demon Dragon were sealed. Jie Ao crawled on the ice ground, slowly and sadly licking the Demon Dragon Emperor with his tongue, full of reluctance to the Demon Dragon Emperor there... In Jie Ao's eyes, the Demon Dragon Emperor is a mother and father, the creator and carer of its life, and he uses his life to save it again and again, regarding it as a pride and honor more important than his own life, caring and educating.

The wild boar demon swallowed the fish and ate it in big mouthfuls, and his hungry belly gradually raised.

Jie Ao looked at it and said nothing. The wild boar demon always ate the food it brought in advance, then endured the hunger for several days and nights, waiting for Jie Ao to return from hunting. That's it. He knew that hunger was not good, but after extreme hunger, he still couldn't stop eating it and couldn't control his appetite.

Jie Ao felt that maybe it was because of the character of the wild boar demon. He never dissuaded, because it was useless to persuade him.

The wild boar demon patted his bulging belly and lay comfortably on the ice in the snow and ice. He pressed the flesh between his teeth with his tongue, enjoying a hint of the umami taste of fish. "Aoao--You can rest for a few more days." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.)
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