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Qing Yu and the little fox stood there blankly, at a loss.

Lu Yun and Mo Tong both fell into the deep passage... The passage healed the moment the two entered.

And at that critical moment, Lu Yun sent all the power on him into the bodies of the two.

At this time, the two of them controlled all the great ways Lu Yun practiced... including the method of controlling nothingness.

"He won't die, he must be alive!!!"

Qing Yu's voice was hoarse, like crying and complaining.

"Um!"

The little fox's body trembled, and she spread her hands gently, and a black book appeared in her hands.

It is...the Book of Life and Death.

...

The severe pain invaded every inch of Lu Yun's flesh and blood.

His body seemed to be falling apart, his body seemed to be slowly disappearing, and his will was gradually melting.

At the last moment, the Book of Life and Death was sent away by him, and everything he controlled was sent to the little fox and Qing Yu through the connection between cause and effect.

final……

boom!!!

Lu Yun's body completely dissipated and his consciousness began to gradually blur.

At this moment, he seemed to see a body that had just died, and his soul struggled and rushed in.

boom--

In an instant, a little memory filled his soul and occupied everything about him.

"So, Master Yu Mo Li...Is this your name?"

Lu Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

Rebirth through body.

In this unknown world, in order to survive, he possessed himself to a young man who had just died.

But the next moment, a sword shadow soared into the sky in the boy's mind emerged, slashing on Lu Yun's soul memory.

Lu Yun's body trembled, and his original memory began to be slowly sealed by this sword shadow! The originally sharp but wise gaze instantly became pure.

Everything in the past seemed to begin to slowly leave him.

"It's good... Only by losing the past can I grow again and fight back to nothingness."

"Only in this way can I... stop missing me."

"Xiaoyu, little fox, wait for me."

...

The endless source continent.

Qiu Lan Empire.

The northern border of Tianhe County in the north is Aurora City.

The backyard of the city lord's mansion.

A young man, about twelve or thirteen years old, was sweating profusely, stabbing straight ahead with swords and swords.

The boy was dressed in white, with a slender figure, red lips and white teeth, handsome face, and a pair of black eyes filled with perseverance.

The sword in his hand was very stable and quickly stabbed straight into the air in front of him.

"Nine Hundred and Sixty Seven Swords!"

"Nine hundred and sixty-eight swords!

...

"Nine hundred and seventy-two swords..."

"No..."

"It's so tired, I can't hold on!"

A trace of pain flashed in the boy's eyes.

"No, I have to stick with it!"

"My Rain Master Mo Li is the son of the Lord of Aurora City, so I must persevere!"

"I don't have a sense of qi and cannot cultivate true qi, but I can't give up like this!"

"If you cannot cultivate true qi and cannot become a warrior, then I must also become a first-class swordsman, and I must not embarrass my father!"

"A thousand swords every day, no one sword can be left behind!"

The boy is persevering!

Even though he was exhausted, the sword in his hand was still as stable as a mountain, not tilted, not tilted, not trembling.

"Legendary: Long Qianjue, a master of swordsman who was a thousand years ago, was the body of Tianjue and could not cultivate true energy either. However, his swordsmanship was superb, reaching the realm of heaven and man, and surrounding the world!"

"My Rain Master Mo Li, even if I can't become a warrior, I have to become a swordsman like Long Qianjue! I must not embarrass my father!"

"Nine Hundred and Eighty-Nine Swords!"

...

"Mo Li, he is still insisting."

On the tall buildings in the city lord's mansion, two men stood side by side, looking at the rain teacher Mo Li in the backyard.

One of them sighed heavily.

"With his crazy practice like this, he will destroy him. Don't you stop him?"

Ouyang Du looked at the tall man in front of him.

The master of Aurora City, the strongest man in Aurora City!

The rain master's sword is sad.

"It's nourishing with medicinal baths and medicinal foods, and it's enough if you can't die."

Yu Shi Jianchou's expressionless face.

"You are so cruel? He is your son, my nephew!"

Ouyang Du's mouth twitched, "His cultivation method is not right at all."

"Yes, or not, they are all his choice."

Yu Shi Jianchou stared at Yu Shi Mo Li below: "Since you have chosen, it's his business, I won't interfere. The Lord of Aurora City Mansion never raises waste."

"you……"

Ouyang Du shook his sleeves heavily and turned around and left.

Yu Shi Jianchou looked at Yu Shi Mo Li below, still expressionless.

...

"A thousand swords!"

Finally, after the rain master Mo Li stabbed a thousand swords, his whole body was almost exhausted, and his right hand was even sore and weak, and he could hardly lift it up.

Master Yu Mo Li could hardly help but lie on the ground.

"No, you can't lie down, otherwise these thousand swords will be thorned in white!"

The rain master Mo Li held back the fatigue in his heart, standing like a javelin, still practicing a set of swordsmanship in his hand.

"The eldest young master is really hard at practicing!"

On the other side, two maids were pointing fingers there.

"The eldest young master is the son of the city lord. Although he cannot cultivate true energy, he can still be a rich young master with no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life. Why do he still have to work so hard?"

One of the slightly younger maids was a little puzzled.

"Stupid! It's because he is the son of the city lord, that's why he has to fight to the death. The city lord is the strongest person in Aurora City, and the eldest young master is the only stain in the city lord's life."

"Poor young master..."

The little maid's eyes were full of sympathy.

"What's pitiful?"

The older maid next to her curled her lips and said with disdain: "Who made him the son of the city lord? Ordinary people would not come if they wanted such a life! It is said that the eldest young master would only need one hundred gold coins every month. Ordinary people would never earn so many gold coins in their entire lives!"

"If it were someone else, the resources in the past two years would be enough to make them a senior warrior of human-level warriors! But this young master, I believe the city lord would rather he not work so hard."
To be continued...