Nightfall

The watcher looked at the traces of the two wind and snow on the street in front of him, and his expression was slightly condensed. (You can go to the leaf when you read the novel

The cold wind blew slightly, the flakes attached to the two traces flake off and flew away, leaving only the trace body. The two traces are transparent and invisible, but have their own sharp edges, just like two knives.

Two knife marks spread to the street, covering the entire Suzaku Avenue, leaving no trace of gaps. The meadow winter forest on the street felt, and fell down, seeming to show surrender and fear.

Ning Que wrote on the bank of Xuehu Lake, and the atmosphere of the world in Chang'an City condensed into two invisible traces. With the most absolute sharpness, the world was divided like a knife, and the snow street was blocked like a fence.

The two traces did not stand still, and moved slowly to the south. The trees along the street collapsed suddenly, the snow rustled and the black ground was exposed, and deep gullies appeared on the ground.

This is the power of the rune, and even the power of the shock array. These two knife marks appeared on Suzaku Boulevard, which just happened to block the gap of the shock array and repair the flaw on the iron curtain.

Faced with the slowly floating word in the snow, the subject can't cope with it, even if he enters without distance, because the two traces can cut the world, and can cut the interlayer in the world's vitality.

Therefore, the subject chooses to retire. When he retreated, he was hundreds of feet long. Between Xu and Yu, he flew from the north of the city and returned to the middle of Suzaku Avenue, before retreating back to the painting of Suzaku.

The image of Suzaku suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes bright, and the lines of his wings carved on the stone ground tremble violently, as if he was about to fly, like a fledgling young bird. []

"It's foolish to move, it's foolish after all."

The Lord's right foot fell on the wings of Suzaku.

The air on the street was sprayed. The snow was scattered.

With a whine, Suzaku's impending momentum suddenly subsided.

The Lord looked up at Long Street and narrowed his eyes slightly.

There was silence on the long street, but no one was seen.

I saw the simple word slowly coming in the snow and snow ... A piece of snow fell on Ning Que's tiger mouth, melted into clear water, and flowed down, wetting his sleeves. Not because his body temperature was very high, but because the eye pestle he was holding was heating slightly.

He held his eyes and looked at the snow lake in front of him. I saw Chang'an City, and could clearly perceive the changes of every street and every breath in this city.

That word is already floating away. But still in his deep mind. He clearly saw the word appearing on Suzaku Boulevard, subduing Donglin, and then forced the retreat from his life.

Mo Shanshan did not know when he came down to the city wall and came to the shore of Yanming Lake. He stood quietly behind him. The white cotton skirt was stained with blood stains. She was injured when she saw the broken barrier.

She did not see the two sword marks, as a talented Rune Master, but could feel the rune residue on the Snow Lake at this moment. She remembered the two sword marks that Ning Que had seen on the mossy stones at the bottom of Daming Lake. Her eyelashes flickered with excitement.

The block formation in front of the gate of Mozong Mountain was cut by Mr. Ke with two sword marks. Ning lacked the two knives he had previously cut, and he had a very close temperament with those two sword marks. [Ye * zi] [Yu * you] But in fact it is quite different.

Ning Que cut towards Xuekong, instead of using a knife to cut through the obstacles in front of him, but writing with a knife-he and Mo Shanshan are now runes, and the words he wrote are runes.

In the past he would only have one rune, that is the "two" character.

The academy was in a strict formation in Chang'an City for seven days to observe the Lord, and he pondered for seven days. At the beginning of last night in the snow, he wrote countless words on the snow, and finally learned another word when Chen Guangxi was in his childhood.

The word is also very simple, just like a variant of the two characters-the two are separated and separated, and they are as random as a firewood to become a brand new word-the shape of the word and the uncle Xiaoming in Daming The sword marks left on the stones at the bottom of the lake are not the same, they are more direct and tougher in comparison.

Ning Que didn't know if it was the word he was looking for, or if the master Yan Se sought the word all his life, but he liked the word very much.

Because that word is "Xi", it means governing stability and mowing.

Even because the word appears to be a fork, it appears on the test paper of the college, which means an error. If it appears on a road sign, it means that it is forbidden to pass.

This word is very suitable for appearing in Chang'an City at this time, in front of the master who looks like a fairy. Because Ning Que wanted to stabilize the city and to forbid the passing of the subject, he even wanted to cut off the head of the opposite head like mowing the grass.

The most appropriate is the best. When the character floats from the bottom of Ning Que ’s deepest black ocean, he even thinks he has been blessed by the teacher in heaven.

A rune is not enough to resist the invincible audience, otherwise Suzaku will not whine. But at this time, Ning Que owns the entire Chang'an City, and he can mobilize nearly endless vitality. This means that he wields his sword as a rune, as long as his arms are not numb, he can cut out countless runes.

Those runes are like countless stitches, resealing the cracks of the shocking array, blocking the subject on the snowy street, and may even trap him in a thousand runes ... Ning Que suddenly snows Walking in the lake-In his world of perception, the subject is the most dazzling light. At this time, the light disappears without a trace, and I don't know where I went.

He has a shocking array, and can make the most subtle and accurate observations of everything in Changan City. Through the morning battle, he determined that the subject can enter the distance in Changan City and move instantaneously within a specific range, but There is no way to cross the entire Chang'an City directly without distance.

The Confucius left the Chang'an City to the world. Although he was torn apart by the Daomen in thousands of years, the use of heaven and earth is still far beyond the scope of the world. The concept is to carry out long-distance teleportation within the array. It has to bear the risk of being torn apart by the turbulence of the heaven and earth at any time.

Ning Que believes in the teacher and the city, so he is convinced that the subject can't really disappear—at this time, the subject should still be around Suzaku Avenue, looking for a loophole in the shocking array.

He thought of a possibility.

If his character is a needle and thread, which can sew Chang'an City, it will leave needle holes. It is impossible for ordinary practitioners to see these needle holes, let alone use them.

But the subject is not an ordinary person.

The subject is a painter who can paint in the eye of the needle.

So he walked into Xuehu, closer to Suzaku Boulevard. He must continue to wield the sword to write symbols, continue to drop the needle, and close the seam closely in order to leave the audience in place.

There is only one problem.

Ning Que stopped and turned to look at Mo Shanshan and asked, "Where should we cut next? Or where should the next word be written?"

This is a very important question ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ At such a critical moment, he didn't even understand the question, and it seemed ridiculous.

Mo Shanshan didn't smile. She reached out and held the other end of Ning Que's passing pestle, feeling the warm feeling from the palm of her hand, and a very different world appeared in front of her.

That was a shocking array, and it was also Chang'an City.

Not the real Changan city, or this is the real Changan city.

Mo Shanshan took out his glasses and put them on the bridge of his nose, looked at the snow lake in front of him, looked at this Chang'an city, after thinking for a moment, tried to say: "I think it should be here."

She pointed at a remnant lotus on the snowy lake ... Although not much, she was still writing, which shows that I am still alive. It must not be the case in March, and I will definitely write a lot in April. Of course, all this is based on the body ’s ok on. ) RQ

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