Deity of the Cursed Sword

The **** sky gradually dissipated the anger, the clear sunlight fell from the sky, and the tyrannical breath in the sky marks gradually disappeared ...

Under the sword of Chu Tian, ​​the devil ’s huge body like a mountain has disappeared for the most part, and is decomposing at a very fast speed ...

"My daughter! Take care of my daughter !!!"

Such words suddenly came out of the destructive body of the devil. Struggling for the demon world for endless years, before he died, the devil finally thought of his daughter.

Chu Tian smiled at the Demon King and said, "That is nature."

With a wave of his hand, the broken spirit of the devil was once again intact. For the sake of Lao Zhangren's daughter, Chu Tian's heart flashed, and the devil fell into six reincarnations and began the next reincarnation.

Next time, be a good person.

Chu Tian looked at the broad sky, with a lot of emotion in his heart.

In fact, the devil is not a bad person, with different positions, destined him as a villain. The realm of eternal life burned by endless flames is actually the most painful place in the world. No one is wrong to break the fatal blockade.

For the demons, the devil is a hero.

"Hey, Grandma is a bear, knowing everything, the smell of the heights beyond the cold, really uncomfortable."

Chu Tian grabbed it with five fingers, the big crack in the air closed quickly, and the mark of the sky was intact, and the world was peaceful.

Chu Tian's body flashed and disappeared ...

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In Chang'an City, there is still a lot of vocals.

Chu Tian's deeds were written on a small book, told by the storyteller, and posted on the tall city wall for worship ... Chu Tian's prestige has risen to a very high point.

Chang'an City is still tall and unchanging.

The battle outside, the battle of the fairy world, has nothing to do with these people. They just lived their lives, sick and old. The high buildings of the palace straight ahead piercing the sky are just a longing in their hearts. Wait and see in your free time, you are satisfied.

Simple and simple mentality.

Chu Tian strolled lightly, shaking slightly. In a blink of an eye, it appeared in the palace again.

"See Your Majesty!"

"Long live your majesty, long live, long live!"

The court ladies knelt in unison and greeted each other festively. Chu Tian smiled at them and continued to walk inside. The palaces with carved beams and tall buildings are as if greeted by Chu Tian.

Thousands of troops and thousands of horses and towers.

In front of Chu Tian, ​​there is nothing that can not be obtained. In front of power and strength, everything is a breeze. Precious things are not precious.

What is it worth cherishing?

Following the delicate path paved with familiar white marble, Chu Tian stepped up to the familiar place in front. The gauze is frivolous and the sun is hazy, and a familiar fragrance comes from this familiar palace.

Chu Tian walked in slowly.

Lift the veil and pass the screen.

On the bed where gauze floats, thin breaths gradually come.

Peaceful, gentle, and touching.

A touch of fragrance.

Chu Tian sat by the bed and gently lifted off the bedding. The white and clear face came into view, just as it was then. Chu Tian smiled, stretched out his hand, and gently flicked on this white face.

Long eyelashes shook open, a pair of big, watery and bright eyes, staring at Chu Tian without blinking. The red eyes seemed to have just cried, and the witch actually had a fragile moment.

"Good boy, Xiao Ningke, don't cry, I'll come with you."

Chu Tian climbed onto the bed and grabbed Ning Ke's delicate waist. Slender white tender face leaned against Chu Tian's arms, and the fragile like a flower.

Gently hugged this delicate witch, it seemed that Chu Tian had seen her for the first time in history. In my heart, there was a little throbbing.

"Relax, your father is not dead, I sent him to samsara." Chu Tian hugged Ning Ke and said softly, like comforting a crying baby.

Ning Ke shook his head in a mission and said, "No, it's not."

Like a child, Ning Ke squeezed into Chu Tian's arms and enjoyed the warm embrace. The scene in the dream seems to overlap with this time.

Whether it is true or not is no longer important. This person seems to never forget.

Ning Ke sobbed in Chu Tian's arms. Fragile, low, like fluttering feathers. Chu Tian looked down, Ning Ke's crystal-clear eyes were flushed.

There was no more magic in her body. Ning Ke became an ordinary person.

"Xiao Ning Ke, you--" Chu Tian looked at Ning Ke, and was very surprised. Suddenly thought, Ning Ke, caught between his father and himself, is the most uncomfortable.

Hugging Ning Ke and Chu Tian's big hands tightly, he rarely made insignificant movements. In vain he knew everything from heaven to earth, this time, he actually ignored it.

Really, **** it!

Ning Ke followed Chu Tian gently and finally said slowly in a hoarse voice:

"I thought, I thought you wouldn't come. I'm so scared, I've been waiting for you all the time--"

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A weak voice, a trembling body.

Chu Tian hugged her tightly, and never again will open ...

PS:

After saying that, it is still good to take the shameless route. I originally wanted to write some innocence. I have n’t written for a long time. I found it difficult to control. It seems that the writing is biased. Today's update is slightly delayed, coughing ,, [The Sixth Sword of the Immortal Sword, Zhuxian]