As the saying goes, things have a sequence.

First come first served.

But the ultimate winner is often the latecomer.

Not because of anything else.

It’s just that those who arrive first will often turn back in fear.

How can people who often look back notice the beauty farther ahead?

But later generations did not have so many concerns.

Just focus on one's own mind and rush forward.

Every step forward, there is a little joy.

Before I knew it, I looked up and realized that I was already alone.

At this moment, he began to feel self-pitying loneliness again.

When I hear the truth in the morning, I will die in the evening.

Those who have heard of the Tao want to pursue the more illusory place.

Who would be willing to die?

Except for the old man in blue who was unpredictable to Shen Qingqiu.

The Bogu Building seems calm at this moment, but in fact there are hundreds of pairs of eyes staring here.

Watching the battle between Di Weitai and Shen Qingqiu.

"Yu" written by Di Weitai.

It is like the waves dyed red by the sunset before the setting sun.

Power and pen power.

Moonlight and sunset.

Both of them collided with each other with two forces.

This long street that was originally dilapidated suddenly shone brightly.

Those eyes hiding in the dark.

I just felt dizzy.

Still a little guilty.

I was dizzy because the collision of this force was really terrifying.

Although extremely intense.

But it is extremely exquisitely controlled.

Apart from light and shadow, pen and sword, there is no trace of energy leaking.

In this way, the innocent will not be hurt.

The clear one is clear, and the turbid one is turbid.

Xiao Jinkan is also one of those thousands of pairs of eyes.

But at this moment, he is far from as leisurely as before.

If it were a fight from others.

It's different to see or not.

Even if you have to see it.

I will definitely pour a glass of wine and find a friend.

The two of them drank and read, and then commented and said a few more words.

Liu Ruiying is sitting next to Xiao Jinkan now.

But I saw him clenched his fists.

But only he himself knew that his palm was covered in cold sweat.

Liu Ruiying could see his nervousness.

But it's hard to speak at the moment.

Although there was wine on the table.

But Xiao Jinkan's expression was indeed too solemn.

In such a solemn atmosphere, let alone drinking.

Even the sound of drinking a sip of water and swallowing will make Liu Ruiying feel worried for no reason.

After one move.

The two of them returned to their original place in an instant.

Face to each other, eyes looking at each other.

For some reason, a hint of excitement appeared in both of them.

But this excitement will become stronger and stronger as time goes by.

At this moment, there seems to be no previous conspiracy, open conspiracy and plot.

But the two books were standing at the forefront and were pitying themselves, and finally found that there were people not far away from me.

This excitement has covered everything.

Now all they want is a hearty battle.

The general died in a hundred battles.

Even if a martial artist does not go to the battlefield.

But the best fate is to die under the opponent you respect most.

For Shen Qingqiu.

Is there anyone more suitable candidates than Di Weitai on the vast land?

No.

Absolutely not.

As for what Di Weitai thought, Shen Qingqiu didn’t know.

But he recognized this decades ago.

He even said it in the form of a joke.

Unfortunately, Di Weitai didn't take it seriously at that time.

The listener was unintentional and said intentional.

How many truths can only be said in this way because I am afraid of being too burdened?

If you understand, you will do it.

If you don't understand, just laugh it off.

When this excitement is about to reach its peak.

Shen Qingqiu once again came out of the sword.

The tip of his sword kept trembling.

The energy is washed away.

In a blink of an eye, Di Weitai's throat, heart, and other vital points in front of him were blocked.

Di Weitai's pen still maintained the posture of finishing writing.

The writing always changes much more than the sword moves.

Don't say words.

Just this radical, I am afraid that there is not a single martial arts skill that can catch up with such a richness.

So Di Weitai seemed to remain motionless.

In fact, it is the most exquisite trick.

He knew that Shen Qingqiu was just testing.

He didn't think of the last position to draw the sword in his heart.

Although he is known as the "Three Thousand Swords".

But in fact there is only one sword.

Divided and collapsed.
To be continued...