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The little old man turned his head sharply and stared at Jun Changwei.
"He went down the mountain?"
"Yeah, it's in Zhunan." Jun Changwei asked inexplicably, "Don't you know?"
"I know shit!"
"You don't know that you will open the furnace as soon as you see the sword?" "Bullshit!" The little old man was furious, "The seal of the soul has been untied, and the sword has been eroded into that way. I'm not blind! Where is he now? ?"
"In..." Jun Changwei paused awkwardly, "In Qinlou?"
"Qinlou?" The little old man was stunned for a moment, and then he was furious, "Honglan Street? How dare you let him go there?!"
"He is the little master, does he dare to stop me if he wants to go? Although it is indeed a bit bad to go to the brothel..." Jun Changwei was even more embarrassed.
"Who told you this," the little old man was about to go crazy, "I mean, how dare you let him into the city! Not only did you enter Zhunan, but you also dared him to go to the place with the most people in Zhunan?! "
"What's wrong?"
Jun Changwei reacted and vaguely realized something.
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The sword sounded like a roar.
One of the black iron "zheng" broke.
The little old man slapped the ground with a palm, and at the same time, countless criss-cross patterns lit up on the floor, wall, and roof.
The sound of the sword is like thunder, and the rumbling is like a storm coming.
There really is a storm.
The sea water poured in from the window, which surprised both of them. When turned around, saw that the Cangming sea was raging, and the waves hundreds of feet high were pressing down one after another, rushing into the sky, and smashing back to the sea again, like thousands of cities rising from the ground and crashing. Collapse, like hundreds of millions of demons breaking out of the cage.
The little old man cursed, took a deep breath, and turned his head to face Jun Changwei's eyes: "Now, find him immediately, take him to a place where no one is around, the farther the better. After I complete the soul seal, you will immediately Take him back to Taiyi...you shouldn't let him go down the mountain! He is now a disaster for walking, a disaster for walking!"
"Fuck you, he hasn't hurt a single person since he went down the mountain! He saved two cities! One hundred thousand people, one million people!"
"It doesn't matter how many people you save!"
The little old man roared, and the roar, together with the sound of the tide, rolled like thunder.
"Only in Taiyi can you suppress the karma on his body. After leaving Taiyi, even he himself doesn't know when he will lose control. Do you understand?! One Taiyi sword can't lock him at all!"
"He is a murderer himself!"
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"he knows!"
Jun Changwei interrupted him.
"what?"
"He knows when he will lose control," Jun Changwei stared at him stubbornly, the blue veins on the back of his hand burst out like a horned dragon, and Mai was moved by a frantic murderous aura, "He knows."
"Bullshit!" The little old man stared like a copper bell, "There has never been anyone who has entered karma..."
"Ten years ago, he lost control once. In Taiyi."
Jun Changwei held down the hilt of the knife tightly, otherwise the Jin Cuo knife would have been unsheathed and slashed at the old and stubborn bastard in front of him.
The little old man was taken aback: "Ten years ago? Wasn't that..."
"Yes." Jun Changwei closed his eyes and forcibly calmed down, "It was the year when the city of immortality was almost swallowed by the Great Wilderness. Old He had to ask the sword to come out of the mountain, and Tai Yijian suppressed the city of immortality for a month, until you Tiangong. This group of birdmen finally repaired the Nanchen bow. That year, he was seven years old."
"Seven years old?"
The little old man twitched his brows with a strange expression.
"We counted the day when Mr. Gu brought him back as his birthday, so he was seven years old that year. The ghost's idea was seven or eight a day, so annoying that Kui Niu all detoured. On the day Taiyijian changed, in the morning, He was still watching the excitement at the morning training ground, and suddenly disappeared at noon." Jun Changwei opened his eyes, "He went to Beichen Mountain."
"He jumped off."
The little old man was completely stunned.
Beichen Hopeless Mountain, three feet three from the sky.
It is difficult for birds to pass, and it is difficult for old monkeys to climb. The violent wind is like a knife, and it blows up from the cracks in the thick soil of unknown depth. If a person jumps down, if he cannot even fall to the bottom, he will be shattered on the way down.
It is also the only place where no one is in the whole Taiyi.
"The one who locks karma is never too one sword."
"It's him."
The little old man staggered back two steps.
The Jin Cuo knife crossed his throat, the blade was pressed tightly, and behind the knife was Jun Chang Wei Sen's cold eyes: "Evil disaster? Disaster? You dare to say that once, and I will kill you!"
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The black iron shattered one at a time.
The thunder and tsunami shook the earth.
Jun Changwei grabbed the little old man's neck, threw him behind his back, and walked towards Tai Yijian step by step. The pattern of the stone house was suddenly bright like the sun, and suddenly dark like a cloud. The sword of Tai Yijian was buzzing constantly, and it twisted and flowed like a snake in the seal of the soul. The sinister viciousness poured out from the sword, agitating his sackcloth, pressing it down. He faltered.
"You throw me this old bone for an egg?"
The little old man slammed against the door, coughing and getting up.
"Have the ability to kill everyone in the world!"
Jun Changwei grabbed a broken black iron, which melted in his palm: "What do you know?"
He forcibly connected the broken black iron and took another step forward.
"When he first came back, he was only so big," Jun Changwei gestured. "We saw him grow a little bit taller and laugh more and more every day. We are really happy and feel so good. He is going to take the library to the library. Once it's demolished, we'll build a tower for him. If he wants to burn the Phoenix's tail, we'll chop wood for him."