Chapter 1693
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Therefore, the so-called Son of Absolute Beginning, Son of Destiny, and so on, they were all not qualified. Although Xiao Qiuyu's sword was a sword that everyone wanted to take a look at, and they wanted to see his amazing swordsmanship even more.
You win and lose, true and false, over and over again
I stand in the distance, true and false, clear as day
Looking at mountains and rivers, infatuated and confused, fate gathering and fate dispersing
The ebb and flow of the tide is also nothingness …
Suddenly, a carefree singing voice came from afar, shattering the solemnity and solemnity of this place. When that carefree person appeared in front of the Son Of All Beasts and the Green Lotus Goddess with a sword, their mouths couldn't help but twitch. Even Xiao Qiuyu had a strange expression on his face.
Was he here for a duel?!
The person who came was naturally Chu Yang. As soon as he arrived, he didn't look at anyone except for the beauty, the Green Lotus Goddess.
She was in a faint mist, and at first glance, Chu Yang almost blurted out the two words "Lanlan".
She was too similar to Shangguan Lan!
She was only wearing a white gown, which was very light and thin. When the wind blew, the gown fluttered, like a faint layer of mist.
"Hi, beauty, long time no see, I even miss you!"
Chu Yang was like a street hoodlum. Not only did it make the Green Lotus Goddess's expression even more strange and strange, it was the same for everyone else.
The Son Of All Beasts couldn't help but stare at him, as if to say, "Is this a strategy? You're deliberately oppressing Xiao Qiuyu!"
"What are you glaring at me for? Do you want me to cry and tell the whole world how pitiful I am with a sad face?!"
Chu Yang glared back at him. He almost cursed out loud.
The Son Of All Beasts gritted his teeth, but couldn't find the words to retort. Even if he could, he definitely wouldn't say anything at this time.
At this time, no one could interfere.
The five elders of the Sword Pavilion didn't have any objections to Chu Yang's behavior. Since they were opponents, they could use any method. Moreover, this was not a trick at all. That thing's nature seemed to be like this.
Chu Yang finally faced Xiao Qiu Yu. He couldn't help but look at Xiao Qiu Yu from head to toe. She was wearing a snow-white robe that could be said to be spotless. She had a delicate and pale face. Her face was cold and indifferent. She seemed to be smiling yet not smiling.
"This is Xiao Qiuyu?!"
When he saw Xiao Qiuyu, Chu Yang instantly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. The Xiao Qiuyu in front of him was far more than he had imagined …
"You have to be unique!"
For a moment, he couldn't describe how he felt. Xiao Qiuyu's cold and indifferent expression, his face so pale that it was close to death, completely displayed his life in front of Chu Yang.
Chu Yang saw that Xiao Qiuyu was lonely and incomparably cold, not interacting with others. Only when he felt the boiling blood flowing through Xiao Qiuyu's body did he know that Xiao Qiuyu was never pitiful, nor was his life miserable!
Because Xiao Qiuyu had a sword!
"Just like what I saw in the information, you didn't let me down at all!"
Chu Yang smiled bitterly in his heart. This was the first time they had met, and it was very likely to be the last time they would meet.
Chu Yang was looking at Xiao Qiuyu, and Xiao Qiuyu was also looking at Chu Yang. However, no one knew how Xiao Qiuyu felt about Chu Yang.
The two of them stared at each other for a long time. Suddenly, they opened their mouths at the same time, and both of them only said one word —
"Please!"
There seemed to be no need to say anything between the two of them, because they already understood each other well enough. Or it could be said that a fatal opponent had appeared, and a fatal blow was about to be delivered. Between life and death, what else was there to say?
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