Thank you Master for not killing [Sword Three]

Wuya Peak, Wuji Hall, a group of people poured into the square in front of the hall, Meng Xiang was the first to wave the Nine Dragon Whip, smashing the gate and breaking in.

It is also strange that the members of the Wulin League, who were supposed to be prepared for a desperate fight, went smoothly all the way to the land of no one, but they didn't even have a decent gatekeeper, so they killed all the way to the demon cult's hinterland lord temple.

On the throne, the leader of the Demon Cult, dressed in black, had loose hair, which was as crystal clear as snow, against the slightly pale complexion. When he was silent, he seemed to be like a jade man, exquisitely carved and beautiful. worthy of a picture.

The most important thing is that he looks good, and for a while, everyone didn't know whether to make a move or not. With such an appearance, even the slightest bit of pity would make him reluctant to take that ruthless hand.

Meng Xiang, who was originally aggressive, saw that Ji Wuya was the only one in the Wuji Palace, and immediately restrained her murderous aura--in her opinion, Ji Wuya was Bai Xianchen, the person she was thinking of, how could she be willing to hurt him? What about vellus hair?

Dongfang Xuan, who had never seen Ji Wuya like this before, was also stunned. He always knew that the leader of the Demon Cult had a good face, and men and women could not escape the bewitching face of the other party, but did he underestimate him? Seeing the charm of this person, glanced at the reactions of the people from the corner of the eye, and they were all stunned.

Killing people with beauty is talking about this Demon Cult leader.

The jade-like beauty suddenly shifted her gaze like a proud god, looking down at all living beings, "You want to kill me? Huh?"

The faint words, but wrapped in an unquestionable arrogance and self-esteem, just this sentence forced everyone in the audience to lose their fighting spirit.

When the beauty was still, she could be mesmerizing, but now she teased words with such contemptuous eyes and haughty tone, and the person with a little less concentration had already thrown off his armor and looked at the demon leader on the throne, showing a distressed and obsessed look.

Dongfang Xuan saw that everyone was full of ugliness, so he had no choice but to take a step forward, drew his sword and pointed angrily: "Don't use crooked methods to confuse people's hearts!"

The leader of the Demon Cult chuckled, and suddenly looked at Dongfang Xuan with tender eyes, and looked at him without saying a word.

In the end, Dongfang Xuan took the initiative to look away and was defeated first.

Fighting against the heroes of the Central Plains martial arts by one person, the reason why Su Che dared to advance so aggressively, of course... was not prepared to give up resistance.

What is he struggling with in the deadly situation? Before that, he ordered the congregants of the Holy Cult to move their positions to preserve their strength. Now Wuya Peak is just an empty shell.

Since it is the ending that is doomed to destruction, Su Che's original intention is to complete this grand finale with the lowest cost and price. If the battle before death can't be vigorous, then he can die with dignity.

For example, it would be good for him to be able to fool this group of people who are not very good at brains by himself. It not only provides opportunities for the vital forces of the Holy Church to abscond, but also allows him to be pushed to the bright moment at the end of his life Well, storytellers of later generations must have given him a lot of praise when they talked about this battle, death is worth it.

He was prepared to die, so he had nothing to fear.

But Su Che's attitude is another interpretation in the eyes of many knights in the Wulin League - so confident, could it be that this devil has some other tricks?

Although he came here to kidnap people, Meng Xiang is indeed an ambitious person, looked around, and then cautiously said to Dongfang Xuan: "Be careful of deceit."

Dongfang Xuan nodded. In his opinion, the leader of the Demon Cult should not be so stupid as to fight against the Central Plains martial arts by himself.

An ambush is inevitable, and the more the other party shows such a dismissive attitude, the more it shows that the other party has a plan in mind.

Thinking back to how smooth the attack all the way was, Dongfang Xuan frowned—could it really be this person's plan, please enter the urn and catch them all in one go?

He began to outline the geographical situation of Wuya Peak in his mind.Ever since I set foot in the hinterland of the Demon Cult, the surroundings were so silent that I couldn’t even see a living person. This is not normal. On the contrary, being able to be so uniform has confirmed Meng Xiang’s warning—the leader of the Demon Cult must have a countermeasure!Maybe this Promise Hall is the center of his ambush mechanism!

Dongfangxuan, a group of righteous chivalrous men, speculated wildly there, and perfected the conspiracy and tricks of the non-existent Demon Cult to perfection. Originally, Su Che was clearly standing on the first level for a showdown and waiting to die. However, this group of upright people who claim to be smart and prudent have to pick up their hoes and dig down to the fifth level to find a so-called truth that doesn't exist at all.

Meng Xiang warned Dongfangxuan, how Dongfangxuan was thinking about plots over there cautiously, everything fell into Su Che's eyes.

This kind of stupid behavior where people write the correct answer on their faces and wait for someone to copy the result, but they say "We are not blind, we are very smart, we have to go around long distances to find the truth", Su Che really The only thing I can do is call out to all righteous knights who are experts and fly away.

They are all so stupid, Su Che sighed, and did not intend to insult the IQ of this group of people anymore, stood up, straightened his clothes, and said directly: "Group fight or single fight?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not understanding what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of the leader of the Demon Cult.

Dongfang Xuan suppressed the crowd and stepped forward, "It's not good to bully more and win less, so let's come down and fight Ji Jiaozhu."

Before the words fell, Meng Xiang passed Dongfang Xuan and rushed forward without saying a word, "The leader of Dongfang is a noble person, so let me make this mountain-opening axe."

Su Che was very tired after seeing all the gaudy things.

But if it's a one-on-one fight, isn't it the same for everyone?Anyway, the dishes are quite real.

Su Che thinks so, and he does the same thing in action. Before, the shell of Bai Xianchen was whipped to the west by this woman. Now that his position has changed, Su Che will not open the gate to release the flood. He can do whatever he wants. In addition, Su Che did not preserve his strength at all this time, and Meng Xiang was easily beheaded and captured by Su Che's sword without going through the three-fold in Su Che's hands.

Meng Xiang didn't even come to remember to see Su Che's attack, so she stared wide-eyed and died on the spot.

It wasn't until she was about to die that Meng Xiang suddenly realized that Ji Wuya, the leader of the Demon Cult, was really not the Bai Xianchen she was thinking of.

But life is gone, and it doesn't help to understand it.

Seeing that Meng Xiangmeng, the owner of Juxian Villa, rushed forward like a rainbow, and then was beheaded and killed by the leader of the Demon Cult miserably, many people gasped. Very tight!

For a while, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, because Meng Xiang was defeated so embarrassingly because of his strength, they were quite self-aware, and asked themselves that they might not be able to defeat this monster in a single fight.

The only one who didn't have stage fright was Dongfang Xuan, who planned to lead the battle at the beginning.

Everyone turned their attention to their new leader, and Dongfang Xuan also knew that the responsibility was heavy, so he raised his sword and walked towards Su Che to continue the one-on-one duel for the dead Meng Xiang.

It should be said that the righteous people are also too polite and pedantic, insisting on sticking to the rules of the competition. This is an obvious situation. It is obvious that a group fight can beat the master to death with random punches, so it must be so troublesome.

The Central Plains martial arts practice a chivalrous way of benevolence and righteousness, but in Su Che's view, it is worthless. Let me ask, what's the use of sticking to such an illusory way when everyone is dead?Don’t say it’s yearning and devotion to the truth. This stuff is ridiculous. I’m for everyone, and I’m dead. There’s never been an opportunity for everyone to be for me. They're just a bunch of hypocrites trying to sell their reputations.

If there is a way in your heart, then you will open up that way without hesitation.

And he, Su Che, said from the beginning to the end: I said.

The heart is like a rock without wavering, the light and shadow of the sword, the handover of weapons, the head of the white way and the supreme of the magic way symbolize the two extremes of chivalry.

The two of you come and go, making deadly moves, and the frightening sword intent revealed between the back and forth makes others dare not look directly at them.

At some point, someone shouted, "Run away, the hall is about to collapse!"

It turned out that the swords of the two accidentally hit the surrounding beams and columns, and the roof of the Wuji Temple began to leak gravel and stones, and it was about to collapse.

The crowd scattered like birds and beasts, and fled to the square outside the hall.

There was only a loud rumbling sound behind him, and the Wuji Hall collapsed into ruins.

Everyone looked closely, trying to find the figures of the two people, but they couldn't find them.

Suddenly, a pair of hands peeled off the bricks and tiles, and Dongfang Xuan crawled out from the ruins. Gain was protected by true energy and was not in serious trouble. After escaping, Dongfang Xuan hurriedly began to look for another figure.

Looking around, he didn't even see his figure, Dongfang Xuan began to panic, although he was too addicted to fighting with that person, but when someone warned him, he also intentionally withdrew his moves in an attempt to give the opponent a chance to escape, but the opponent did not If he doesn't accept this love, he will attack more and more fiercely, forcing him to fight back.

When the roof collapsed, Dongfang Xuan subconsciously wanted to step forward to protect the other party, but who knew that the other party pulled away from him with treacherous movements.

After that, it was dark and I couldn't see anything.

Now that he saw the light again, he was safe and sound but he didn't know what happened to the other party. Logically speaking, how could a person with such high martial arts skills be buried alive under the ruins.

Can……

At this moment, Dongfang Xuan didn't want to pretend to deceive himself anymore, it was true that he was worried about that person, even if that person deceived him, he was unwilling to see the other person die after all.

Dongfang Xuan was worried. Suddenly, he saw bright red blood overflowing from a corner of the ruins. He walked over hesitantly. He thought he would see his former friend Ji Wuya who was seriously injured, but unexpectedly, a completely broken body crawled out in front of him. Strangers come.

"Oriental leader?" Meng Lan asked.

"Dongfangxuan, who are you?" Dongfangxuan maintained a certain hostility towards Meng Lan.

"Meng Lan, the son of Meng Hui, Meng Xiang's wolf ambitions to take over my Juxian Villa, murdered my concubine and even colluded with the Martial Arts League to hunt down and kill me in an attempt to kill her. Thanks to the rescue of a righteous man, he saved his life." Meng Lan was covered in blood. No matter how seriously injured he was, he was still able to calmly state this fact.

Hearing that, Dongfangxuan looked at Meng Lan carefully, his facial features were indeed resembling that of Meng Hui, the old owner of Meng Hui who used to dominate the martial arts with a knives knife. In addition, Dongfangxuan did not like to see Meng Xiang's actions, and now Meng Lan said so about him Already believe a little bit.

Glancing aside from the corner of the eye, head Zhao, who had already resigned as the leader of the alliance, was also cowering. The answer was clear. The person in front of him who was once framed for murdering his mother and usurping the throne was indeed framed and slandered.

"If what you said is true, the Wulin League will clear your name." Dongfang Xuan said.

Originally, he only regarded Meng Lan as a greedy person who wanted to make meritorious service, but the words and deeds of the other party in the next moment made Dongfang Xuan want to kill him on the spot.

"One of the biggest disadvantages of the Mowen technique practiced by the leader of the Demon Cult is that if someone finds the defenseless main body among the many sword shadows and is severely injured, they can be easily killed." In other words, Meng Lan raised the umbrella sword in Yang's hand, which was stained with bright red blood. It turned out that his blood was not caused by serious injuries, but that he actually took advantage of the opportunity to sneak attack when the leader of the Demon Cult was fighting with others? !This person is stained with the blood of the leader of the Demon Cult.

That's right, in such a critical situation, the leader of the Demon Cult still concentrates on confronting others. He never expected that such a villain would sneak up on him, and this person is also well versed in the disadvantages of Mo Wen's mentality. If he took the opportunity to backstab If he is attacked, the leader of the Demon Cult will definitely be powerless to fight back.

The last expectation was shattered by Meng Lan's words, Dongfang Xuan felt his mind went blank, listening to the other party's words in his ears, the hand holding the sword trembled so much that he almost couldn't hold it.

Stepping forward and tightening Meng Lan's skirt, Dongfang Xuan asked, "Why did you kill him?!"

Meng Lan said with a nonchalant attitude: "There is no balance between good and evil, so I will kill him as a matter of course."

As for the order from the leader to evacuate the congregation, Meng Lan of course also received it, and it was Wei Rui, an old acquaintance of the holy lady, who came to inform him.

[So, everyone has left, does he want to fight against the heroes of the Central Plains martial arts alone? ]

[The leader's order, as much as you can hear it, don't speculate. ]

Meng Lan, who was lying on her back in the pagoda, slowly sat up, looked back at Wei Rui, [I will not leave, rather than letting him die at the hands of the mob, it is better for me to send him this last journey . ]

Sending away the congregation, leaving only one person living in the Wuji Hall, this seems like a suicide-like reckless move.

When the Zhengdao army pointed at the Wuji Hall, he lurked in the dark and watched the changes. It stands to reason that the Wuji Hall would not collapse so easily, but he found out that the load-bearing pillar seemed to have been tampered with.

As proud as the leader of the Devil's Cult, even if he knew he would fail, he was unwilling to be defeated by a group of ants.

But what puzzled Meng Lan was why she would make millions of enemies in the martial arts conference when she knew it would lead to such a devastating ending?

Meng Lan still couldn't figure this out, but in order to figure it out, he took aim at the location of the opponent's main body after the point|body sword operation, and stabbed with the sword without hesitation—of course, he avoided the vital point The location will only put the person into a temporary state of suspended animation, but he will never tell others about this.

And in order to achieve the illusion that the leader of the Holy Cult is dead, he has to stand up, and he has to reveal his identity, and he has to give a convincing reason to let everyone believe that he really killed the evil in their eyes. The first season is endless.

Now, looking around the righteous way of martial arts, at the end, Meng Lan rushed to Dongfang Xuan and said: "Ji Wuya killed my father back then, and when I was at the end of my life, he kidnapped me and studied in every possible way in Islam. What is the picture, presumably the leader of the Eastern Alliance It is also very clear that it is naturally the hundred-inch gold from Juxian Villa, my father did not give it to him, so he tried to get it from me."

Speaking of this, Meng Lan smiled coldly, as if she had fallen into a bewilderment, "But how could I hand it over to him, even if he threw me into the ghost cave to grind me to the point where I couldn't survive or die? , I will not let go, but fortunately, there is reincarnation in the way of heaven, and the heavens will spare anyone. You righteous people have finally reached Wuya Peak, and he has no intention of talking to me again. The first thing I do when I come out, of course, I have to kill him. "

Staying next to the demon leader who is full of drama, Meng Lan has also learned this trick of fooling people.

It's not easy for everyone to comment on seeing Meng Lan's obviously obsessed state, but they are sure about the fact that he beheaded the leader of the Demon Cult, Ji Wuya.

Now that the leader of the Demon Cult has been killed, this crusade mission has come to a successful conclusion.

In the end, the former leader of the martial arts alliance, Zhao Zhangmen, came forward and said some polite words, and greeted all the knights to go back down the mountain.

After the crowd dispersed, only Dongfang Xuan and Meng Lan were left here.

Without any bystanders, Dongfang Xuan suddenly pointed his sword at Meng Lan, "A sneak attack from behind is not done by a gentleman. Meng Lan, you should really be ashamed of your status as a member of the Meng family."

Picking away the opponent's sword with her fingertips, Meng Lan didn't even look at the opponent, and said indifferently: "To treat the enemy, there is no way to go too far." His eyes were as cold as a knife, staring at the opponent, dismantling the opponent's mind, "And why do you feel pity for a generation of devils? I don't want to ask, but I will give you a sentence so that you can do it yourself."

Most of the thoughts were written on his face. Now that people can see it, Dongfangxuan can't make up for it. He wanted to say something, but Meng Lan refused to give in. He said aggressively: "Please leave this place, please be careful. own identity."

Dongfang Xuan was outraged, "Then why did you stay?"

Meng Lan said sonorously and confidently: "Ji Wuya is not only my father-killing enemy, but also my master. If I kill him, I have to be responsible for burying him."

In the end, Meng Lan issued an order to drive away the guests: "Please go back, leader of the Eastern Alliance."

A vigorous crusade ended in such a hasty way.

Dongfang Xuan wanted to argue, but Meng Lan looked at him as if he was looking at a dead object.

What kind of training has this been going through to make the other party's eyes lose any vitality of a living person?

Looking across the other side and looking at the bloody place in the ruins, even if he survived a single move, his blood would almost drain away after being buried under the ruins for a long time in a seriously injured state, so he probably wouldn't live long.

After persisting for a long time, Dongfang Xuan didn't insist on staying, and left angrily.

After confirming that there was no one else here, Meng Lan breathed a sigh of relief, and then hurriedly ran to the ruins, digging up the bricks and rubble with her umbrella sword. After confirming that she was almost at the bottom, Meng Lan carried the bricks with her bare hands, even if her palms were bloodied Didn't even care about breaking.

But at the end of the excavation, Meng Lan found that the inside was empty, and the ground was clearly dripping with blood... He also clearly remembered that the body he stabbed stayed here, why did it disappear?

Meng Lan didn't believe in evil, so she started digging again, but she couldn't find any trace of the leader of the holy sect until she was in a mess, her hands were rotten and bloody.

Suddenly, thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, and heavy rain poured down, washing Meng Lan's face like a homeless bereaved dog.

Why……

He's clearly there...

Meng Lan's calculations were very clear, but in the end she missed out on a trick and lost to that man's tricks, perhaps she would rather die than be a puppet in his hands.

[If you don't accept it, then beat me. ]

What a proud person, how could he be defeated in his hands.

Even if he exhausted all his tricks and tricks, he still fell into the other party's scheme.

I'm afraid that even the flaws of Mo Wen's cultivation technique were deliberately disclosed to him by the other party.

Standing in the ruins, Meng Lan was silent for a long time in a daze.

He couldn't figure it out, but it seemed that he understood the man's true meaning overnight.

Lingge wailed and landed on Meng Lan's shoulder. He didn't understand why his master was unhappy, and tried to hit the other's neck with his head, but Meng Lan didn't respond in the slightest.

In the heavy rain, a hoarse and tired voice sounded, "I'm thinking, am I wrong?"

That person has never been bound by the world...

Perhaps to him, hatred is just a fleeting cloud, and that person is indeed a person who can confront you with swords and swords at one moment and can have a drink with you at the next moment.

The love and hatred of ordinary people are nothing more than worthless dust and rubble to him, and the man is used to doing as he pleases.

How can I stand the bondage of a layman like him.

He originally thought that he could beat him once, in exchange for an apology from that person.

But that person is so arrogant, even if he dies, he is unwilling to lower his proud head.

So, after all, he misjudged that person...

Miscalculated, his position in the other party's heart is nothing more than that.

"Father, I'm afraid this man's heart injury is beyond repair." Bai Luochen was also puzzled when he saw that his father had brought back a bloody man.

Bai Xiao saw that his son was very unfamiliar with Ji Wuya, so he asked, "Chen'er doesn't know this person?"

Bai Luochen was stunned, "Father, I've never seen this person before. Is he a friend of my father?" Seeing his father's curiosity, Bai Luochen suddenly realized, "Although this person is really like Xianchen, I know very well that he won't be Xianchen." If it was really Xianchen, her father would not have treated her so kindly.

My own Chen'er definitely won't lie, this...

Bai Xiao was stunned for a moment, and the past with the other party kept flashing back in his mind, and finally, the person who was frozen in the night turned his back to him and left, speaking in an indifferent tone about the scene of giving him the mask.

It was only after he got this mask that he learned that this mask is the symbol of power of the Holy Cult leader throughout the history, so he gave such a precious thing to an outsider like him in such an understatement, and his own Chen'er and this Ji Wuya never met.

Bai Xiao seemed to realize something that he had neglected for a long time.

Stretching out his hand, he stroked Ji Wuya's face, probably because he had changed his face for a long time, and there was no trace of it.

He wanted to see the other party's true face, but as the other party's breathing gradually weakened, Bai Xiao didn't know the real purpose and motive of the other party's trying to get on his line until he died.

"The person who stabbed him, Yuemo, wanted to save his life. However, the location of this person's heart is naturally different from that of ordinary people. Saving people has become murder, and it is God's will." Bai Luochen said.

But Bai Xiao couldn't listen anymore.

He stared at Ji Wuya who died so casually on the bed, and in his closed heart for a long time, he seemed to finally understand what it means to be sad and what it means to be disappointed.

After tidying up the messy sideburns for the other party, looking as if he had fallen asleep soundly, Bai Xiao said in a slightly more choked voice: "You little friend left so early, how can I, an old man, find you so interesting in the future?" Let's play with the kids."

Bai Luochen looked at his father and remained silent.

He is naturally happy that his father who has been lonely for a long time finally has a year-end friend, but this year-end friend is so short-lived.

Bai Luochen stepped forward, hugged his father and said, "Father, don't be sad, your friend will go to the blissful paradise, and will meet you again in the future."

Bai Xiao doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, but he does believe in his son's comforting words to him.

In the future, Xanadu will no longer be closed, and Bai Xiao, who stays at home, will start to travel around the mountains and rivers. His footprints can be found everywhere. According to the knights who met him by chance, Bai Xiao has become more and more weird. He wears a golden mask and looks divine. He said something honestly and empty-handedly, as if he had lost his mind and was insane.

Listening to the mutterings of the knights, Meng Lan, who was dressed in black and seemed to have a reputation for perennially topping the reward list, only caused him to sneer.

The black-clothed umbrella fairy Meng Lan and the eagle are companions, beheading cruel officials and eliminating evil gentry.

Today, Meng Lan also had a new goal and just entered the city of Hangzhou. Hearing the anecdote about Bai Xiao, he threw down a few copper coins, put on a bamboo hat, and whistled to summon his own eagle to perform lightness kung fu. leave.

Only a group of stunned people were left, who were stunned.

"That...that's Meng Lan!"

"Oh my god! I actually saw Meng Lan!"

What other people say has nothing to do with Meng Lan. The journey is like entering a no-man's land. He went to Hangzhou to sneak into Tianyi Village this time, not to do justice for the sky.

It is easy to break through the guards and enter the treasure house. Looking at a picture scroll from a long distance, I saw the person in the picture dressed in white clothes and unstained. The same appearance, but with white hair and black clothes, the person in the painting has a red tear mole at the end of his right eye.

Staring at the painting, Meng Lan said nothing for a long time.

After being dazed for a long time, he touched the person in the painting and wanted to speak, but in the end he fell silent.

In the end, Meng Lan took nothing away.

In the early morning of the next day, Dongfang Xuan returned to the treasury. When he saw things and thought about people, he seemed to have noticed something strange. He stepped forward, looked at the two paintings carefully, and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there were no defects.

"Wu Ya, as long as you're still here."

Above the beams, Meng Lan's eyes seemed to flash a little when he heard such words, but in the end everything fell into dead silence.

Leaving Tianyi Village, Meng Lan went all the way north to the extremely cold and bitter place, and met a bandit on the way and rescued a lady from a great family.

The lady in distress was none other than Shangguan Xuan, a lady from the Shangguan family.

Meng Lan didn't want to stay longer, but Miss Shangguan chased after her. In the end, she was afraid of saving her unrivaled hero abruptly, so she had to ask cautiously: "Dare to ask the savior's name, and the little girl can come to the door to thank her in the future. "

Meng Lan didn't turn her head back, and didn't respond until she was gone. Miss Shangguan still looked at her reluctantly.

The maid at the side came forward to answer his questions, "There is a white eagle next to Wuyi holding an umbrella, miss, this person may be Meng Lan."

"Meng Lan?" Shangguan Xuan was delighted, but her face was still full of shyness, "So his name is Meng Lan." The youngest daughter couldn't hide her thoughts.

The turmoil in the rivers and lakes has never stopped, and the wheels of history are still rolling forward.

Many years later, the grievances and grievances are gone, and the past is gone.

What is left to future generations is nothing more than walking the rivers and lakes with one person, one umbrella, and one eagle. Many heroic stories have been sung endlessly, and some children are mixed in.

When people talk about Meng Lan, they know that he was lonely when he was a child, and also know that he worked undercover in the Demon Sect and the Martial Arts Alliance to destroy the Demon Cave and help the justice. Proud.

But no one knows that in the dead of night, the heroes in their hearts have regrets that cannot be made up for even if they die.

Meng Lan wandered all over the world, after all, she only had a glimmer of hope in her heart.

Maybe in the next place, the next place, he would be able to find the person who made him grit his teeth but miss him deeply.

He once thought that person was very similar to a person, but in the end, he never thought that way again.

When he was young, he was trapped in Bai Xianchen, but in his later years he couldn't escape the vicious circle called Ji Wuya.

All his life, he has been seduced by a guy with such a face.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, looking at the sea in the distance, he let go of the eagle in his hand. Meng Lan, who was no longer young, stood on the cliff. He took a step forward, and then let himself fall down.

When it was about to fall into the bottom of the sea, it raised up with an umbrella, and the white eagle returned to cry and soared all the way to the end of the distance.

As long as he is alive, this journey will never end.

[End of White Moonlight in the World of Martial Arts]