After being reborn, he became cinnabar in the heart of Quanxianmen

Palace of Silver Moon.

This gorgeous palace located on the extreme northern snowfield is made of countless white marble bricks.As winter comes, snow falls on the steeple roofs, and crystal icicles hang from the eaves entwined with flowering branches.Under the thin light of the sky, it looks like a bright silver moon rising from the vast wilderness.

After a line of fully armed cavalry settled their horses, they entered the castle through the side gate of the palace.The first person was dressed in silver-white armor, tall and vigorous.She gestured to the men behind her, and a soldier put the sack on the ground on his back and untied it.

In the sack, Qingluan, whose feathers were all blown up by the five-flower tie, stared at her expressionlessly.A few feathers that fell off during the struggle floated leisurely on the surrounding carpet.

Zhou Qingluan stared resentfully at the amber eyes of the red-haired female knight.

Do you find this behavior amusing?

The female knight ignored the resentful look in Otori's eyes.He went straight to find the maid in the palace and asked to pass it on for her.The maid nodded, turned around and walked into the depths of the palace, after a while, she came back with an order to treat the blue bird.The lord will arrive as soon as he finishes his official duties.

The female knight raised her eyebrows when she heard the words, walked up to the blue bird, drew her sword and cut off the binding rope.Even if this strange bird that came from afar didn't lie, he shouldn't be so rude, using that crappy accent, directly calling that adult's name.

What's more, the two people do not understand the language.

Saying it is in vain.

Zhou Qingluan shook the feathers on his body that were creased by the ropes, and secretly stared at the heroic female swordsman with bitter eyes.He vaguely felt that his treatment seemed to have improved.

It seems that the master really didn't cheat himself, and the name is still useful.Then can he be proud now, stand on the moral high ground and start swearing?

What's more, the two people speak different languages.

If you don't speak at this time, when will you wait?

Zhou Qingluan began to search for all kinds of curse words he knew.

Therefore, in the eyes of the people in Silver Moon Palace, this big blue bird with elegant and holy appearance suddenly began to sing a beautiful and intoxicating carol.And with the singing, dancing his beautiful wings.

In the wide corridor, He hastened to finish all the affairs, and followed the maid out of the room.From a distance, you can hear the singing of phoenix birds from the reception room, melodious and melodious like a harp played in spring.

The maid next to her said softly, "It's been a long time since I've heard such a melodious bird song. It's a good sign. The long winter is coming to an end, and spring is coming."

He was noncommittal, and didn't have the heart to tell his loyal and pure maid that the holy blue bird was saying:

"Wuwuwu, barbarians are violent and crazy, they don't talk about martial arts and bully small animals. Wuwuwu, is it amazing to have a sword? Qingluan is a rare bird! How can you abuse Qingluan? Wuwuwu, I want to peck her bald in the middle of the night Let her have a taste of hair loss."

However, when he heard the accusations in the room filled with tears, he was also slightly surprised——

How could she remember the divine bird of the Eastern Kingdom? She should be quite aloof.

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Kunwu Sword Sect.

When the three of them walked towards the Yanwu stage, they heard Jian Tong and Jin Shan chatting.

People in the world of cultivating immortals generally have a permanent face, and they can't tell their age at all just by looking at their faces.

Jian Tongying is a female cultivator who looks quite gentle.The dimples are light, the eyebrows are full of spring water, and the smile is Yanyan, and the slender and strong fingers are gesticulating something.Judging from the appearance alone, there is no sign of having used puppet life at all.

But the man next to her was different.Humped shoulders suggest a non-native body beneath the robe.The entire lower jaw is made of puppet-restored dark iron, like a weird and frightening mask, spreading from the chest to the throat, firmly buckled on the lower half of the face.Only the eyes were exposed, and the corners of the tall eyes looked quite arrogant.

At this moment, those proud eyes were full of anger.

"Jian Tong, what do you mean?"

Under the reverberation of the revived metal jaw of the black iron, his voice was trembling in a strange and chaotic way.Especially when he speaks with anger, it sounds more like a buzzing bellows.

The gentle-faced female sword cultivator is calm and unaware that she is using the softest language to utter the sharpest sarcasm: "I don't mean anything, I just think that crying boy in the sect exam just now is quite similar to you back then. .”

Jin Shanshan was furious: "Like it? When did I cry because I only got No.3?"

Jian Tongying pointed to Shi Chen who came over: "If you don't believe me, why don't you ask Shi Chen who took the first place at that time."

Shi Chen didn't hear the discussion between the two, he only saw Jian Tongying pointing at him.The old good man was a little confused for a while: "Ah, am I going to take the blame again?"

The three sword repairmen greeted each other.Jian Ying and Jin Shan greeted Yuan Zimo again, their attitudes were much more correct than when they spoke to Shi Chen.Yuan Zimo was very equal, staring at the postures of the two sword cultivators, estimated the damage to the puppet's limbs, and closed his eyes rather unluckily, obviously he didn't want to talk to either of them.

Jian Tongying and Jin Shanshan were obviously familiar with his character, they shrugged their shoulders and were not dissatisfied.Jian Tongying rolled her eyes, and said friendly to Aying: "You are Lu Bai's foreign student, right? We have been good friends with Lu Bai for many years, and we have heard him talk about you a long time ago."

A Ying was silent.

She has never recognized her identity as a Taiyi disciple.Why does Zhi Tianming like to promote her everywhere.

With a reserved and arrogant air, Jin Shan only nodded at A Ying, not wanting to say more.

The two of them came here because they felt that Puppet's body was damaged, and in order to judge more accurately what went wrong, they came to the martial arts arena specially to make sword moves in front of Shi Chen and Yuan Zimo.

Shi Chen and Yuan Zimo each found a place to observe, and A Ying also stood on the sidelines.She watched the kind-looking female cultivator bend down and lift up her trousers, revealing two pairs of cold prosthetic limbs underneath.One reaches only to the knee joint, and the other extends directly to the base of the thigh.

If it was a talisman cultivator, a formation cultivator, or a Buddhist disciple who chanted scriptures and mantras, this might not be so shocking.

But she is a swordsman.As a person who practiced sword and martial arts, her legs were severed once.

On the other hand, Jin Shan also took off his shirt.His right shoulder and his right pectoral muscles are completely gone.If the limbs of the puppet were removed, only half of his upper body would remain.

At the junction of the black iron and the original body, there is a gorgeous piece of cinnabar, like a weeping red gemstone.The rich bright red is even shocking when people see it.

Aying stared at Jin Shanshan's damaged body, and unconsciously raised her left hand to touch her right arm.

At that time, the magic fire also rapidly proliferated in her body.She had no choice but to ask Lu Ran to cut off her arm.Lu Ran only hesitated for a few seconds before making up his mind. He couldn't tell that he was actually a gentle weapon repairer.

And then in the chaos, he finally successfully used the forbidden technique.He is only this year, a few years younger than himself.So calm, so calm, so proficient, as if... this is not the first time he has used a forbidden technique.

Aying was lost in thought.On the field, Jian Ying and Jin Shan had already condensed their natal swords from their bodies.Although both of them are mediocre people under the shadow of "20 Years of Suihe Wuyuanying", they have also reached the realm of the unity of human and sword.After summoning the spirit sword from the body, the old acquaintance stopped paying attention to saluting, and directly attacked.

Jian Tongying's sword was extremely fast, steady and accurate, and with the secretive and mysterious steps, it attacked like a storm.What's even more valuable is that the upper and lower body always maintain the same tone and frequency.The extremely fast arms are skillfully coordinated with the slightly sluggish legs, as if this is her original body.

The speed is so fast and the center of gravity is stable, people can't help but imagine how light and graceful she would be if she hadn't been injured or dragged down by these heavy metal prostheses, like a rapidly falling meteor.

On the other hand, Jin Shanshan is even more depressing.From his swordsmanship, Ah Ying could tell at a glance that this swordsman must have used dual swords before.

However, due to the extensive damage to the right side of the body, it is no longer possible to maintain a stable balance, and because of the time delay, even with the puppet, it cannot be as flexible as before.It can only be changed to the left-handed long sword.Xuan Tie's right arm only uses an auxiliary thin blade, which is directly inserted into the wrist for convenience.

Although the offensive strategy has been changed, the left and right hands are still coordinated and unified. The offensive is like a net of a thousand swords, both offensive and defensive, and airtight.

But Ah Ying still couldn't help thinking, if he hadn't been injured, hadn't broken his arm, hadn't...

At this moment, Shi Chen's peaceful voice came from next to his ear: "Puppet life is a gift from instrument cultivation. You can't resist it, and you can't care too much about it, or be dissatisfied with it. You have to treat it as your original body .”

"There is no if, only forward."

A Ying turned to look at this overly tempered swordsman.

Jian Ying lost her legs, and Jin Shan lost her right arm.

And Shi Chen himself, as a swordsman, once had only one leg left.

No matter how unique and stunning Zeng Jin's swordsmanship is, it is absolutely impossible to restore it.But even so, he still stood up again and picked up the spirit sword again.

Ai took a deep breath.

The heart knot that has been hidden for a long time has finally been completely opened at this time.

She looked at Shi Chen inquisitively, and Shi Chen knew what he was thinking, and said casually, "Go if you want. By the way, your kung fu is more beneficial against Jin Shan."

The corners of A Ying's eyes twitched.

A Ying's own [Yi Ying] dual swords had long been returned to herself by Yuan Zimo.She summoned the weapon from her body, concentrated her energy, and silently stepped into the battle zone.

Jian Tongying, who was fighting with Jin Shanshan, raised her eyebrows: "Hey, is this age already capable of closing the knife? It's about the same as the two of us back then. Speaking of which, Shi Chen and I reached this step two months earlier than you, Jin Junior brother, did you secretly cry too..."

"You can shut up." Jin Shanshan waved his sword angrily, obviously not prepared to respect the senior sister at all: "Why don't you say that I use two swords, one more than you and Shi Chen."

Soon the trio turned into a melee.The two of them obviously didn't release the water because of Ah Ying's young age.At least judging from the intensity A Ying felt, she couldn't feel at all that these two were good friends of her nominal master, Lu Bai.

Somehow, the burden and worries that had been weighing on her heart disappeared.The puppet's arm seems to be completely integrated with the body at this moment, and it has truly become a part of his body.

Just when she took over Jin Shanshan's double blades with one hand and was about to turn around and stab Jian Tongying with the other hand, she suddenly felt the puppet's arm sink.She looked suspiciously at the sidelines, and sure enough, Yuan Zimo was staring at her indifferently.

Jian Ying and Jin Shan also listened.The female swordsman complained dissatisfiedly: "A real swordsman fights, what are you doing here? This little girl from Taiyi is about to turn around and give me a knife, why did she come here suddenly to try to persuade me?"

Yuan Zimo's arm supported by the metal exoskeleton was holding the tool box, and his deep eyes looked at her without emotion: "I thought I was asked to adjust the details of the puppet according to the actual situation today."

With a blank expression, he tapped his fingers like a puppet and wrote in the air: "If you guys just came to fight, I'll go back first. Farewell."

"Don't, don't, don't." Jian Tongying immediately retracted the blade: "Come here, come here."

The two took care of Yuan Zimo's weak body, and found a place where he could maintain it in a more comfortable posture as much as possible.Yuan Zimo first adjusted Jian Tongying's ankle spirit sword.The female Jianxiu couldn't move her lower body, so she could only chat with someone boredly:

"If Ah Ying is also a disciple of the Sword Sect, the young man in the Zongmen Exam today probably won't be ranked in the top three. Wouldn't he be crying even louder?"

"Don't ask me about this kind of thing." Jin Shanshan said coldly.

Shi Chen was quite curious: "Is there anyone crying during the exam today?"

Jian Ying nodded:

"Bu Chongyao's apprentice, he's only fifteen or sixteen this year, and he's very talented. I don't know why his eyes were red and swollen when he played. After losing to his senior brothers and sisters, he cried again.

His two companions couldn't comfort him for a long time.He kept crying and said that if he didn't get the first place in the internal assessment of the sect, how would he seek revenge from Taiyi's Daoxiu.Wait a moment. "

Jian Ying suddenly came to her senses: "Could he be talking about Ah Ying?"

The corners of A Ying's eyes twitched slightly.

Shi Chen explained: "That day I was here to assist Ah Ying to practice swords, and I happened to meet three teenagers who also wanted to use this place. They said they wanted to practice the moves taught by Pei Siqin, so they wanted to monopolize this space."

A trace of daze appeared on Jian Ying's face: "Pei Siqin? Who is this?"

Jin Shan thought for a while: "[17 Years Cicada]?"

Shi Chen nodded.Jian Ying suddenly realized: "Oh, him. I almost forgot that he changed his name. Then?"

Shi Chen said helplessly: "I didn't stop him for a while, Aying fought him. He didn't fight, so he ran away crying."

Jin Shan keenly grasped the essentials: "So everything is your fault."

Shi Chen: "?"

Why did you come to this conclusion?

Jian Ying fell into deep thought: "Practice before the exam, arrogantly wanted to occupy the venue, but met an unfamiliar senior, and was taught to be a human being. In the final Zongmen exam, he was defeated by his brothers and sisters and only took third place, so he burst into tears in the exam room How can I hear this plot so familiarly? You say it is, Junior Brother Jin."

Jin Shan: "..."

Jian Ying didn't have the slightest awareness of turning over other people's black history, and was still feeling emotional: "It's a pity, since the people of Taiyi are here, we should let those juniors compete with disciples from other sects."

A Ying froze for a moment.In Song Jun's letter sent by the servant boy this morning, it was also stated that she would take the Jianzong's Zongmen Exam, and let A Ying focus on cultivating at Shuangming Peak: "Isn't there? Your Highness should have also participated in the Zongmen Examination. Her usual weapon is a nine-section golden whip."

Jian Ying shook her head: "His Royal Highness the eldest princess of the Great Zhou in Taiyi? No, she didn't come. Jin Shan and I watched the entire assessment, and we never saw anyone from Taiyi, and no one used a whip. "

An ominous premonition gathered above A Ying's head.

Because every day Song Jun troubled Jianzong's servant boy to send a contact letter, and the conversations were all about what happened in the past few days, and she asked A Ying not to look for her, so she could stay at Yuan Zimo's side with peace of mind .

But, why did Jian Ying and Jin Shan not see her when she clearly said she had gone?

Aying turned around suddenly, and ran towards the residence arranged for them when he first came to Jianzong.It is unknown how many people were left, so Yuan Zimo and Jian Ying, who was still repairing his legs, were left behind, and the other two followed Aying closely.

Aying escaped all the way, and came to the residence at the fastest speed, without even pushing the door, she directly sneaked into the house.There was no sound in the hut, the beds and tables were spotless, and it was completely impossible to see that anyone lived here.

A Ying staggered a few steps, his back limply leaning against the wall.

Just then, the door was pushed open.The page boy who had been delivering the letters all this time came in.Aying moved suddenly, and suddenly threw the servant boy against the wall, with turbulent black waves in his blue eyes, and asked viciously: "Where is she? Where is she?!"

The servant boy has a low level of cultivation and is not a match for Aying at all.In addition to being frightened, he stuttered and couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Shi Jin and the two finally arrived, and as soon as they entered the door, they saw A Ying lowering his head, beating the wall with one hand, and grabbing the servant boy's collar with the other.

The servant boy's face was pale, and he murmured: "Yes, she begged me, I, I agreed. Really, really."

Shi Chen stepped forward, held A Ying's wrist, and gently persuaded him: "A Ying, let him go first..."

Shi Chen's words stopped.Because he found that Aying's arm had no strength left.

She lowered her hands in despair, and there was nothing left in her blue eyes: "She's gone, she's gone a long time ago."

Only three days after I went to Yuan Zimo's place, the former troops of the Zhenbei army rushed to the gate of Jianzong at the foot of Kunwu Mountain after hearing the news, begging to meet Song Jun.Song Jun only hesitated for a quarter of an hour before choosing to go down the mountain and return to the army.

In order to avoid the distraction of Aying, who is still repairing her arm, she deliberately inquired about Jianzong's schedule for the next month, and spent half a day writing all the letters for the next month in advance, begging the servant boy to send them every day .

Song Jun spoke sincerely, and what she did was not a bad thing.The servant boy agreed to her request with a little effort.

Counting now, it has been nearly 20 days since Song Jun returned to Zhenbei Army.

In 20 days, it was enough for the spies to pass back the news of "the eldest princess secretly visiting the Zhenbei army" back to the capital.

The sky gradually dimmed, and Ah Ying shrank in the shadow of the room.Like a ghost who has nothing to belong to and stands alone in the dark, or like a prisoner covered in shackles and not allowed to approach the light.

It's all her fault.If she had read the letter before, she would have been more cautious, if she hadn't focused on restoring her arm and neglected Song Jun, if she could spare a little time every day, and run down Shuangming Peak to confirm with her own eyes that Song Jun was still in Jianzong.

If Song Jun's shadow guard is not herself.

If so, I didn't exist at all from the beginning.

However, no if.

A Ying described it as gloomy, and almost his whole body would merge with the black shadow.Jin Shanshan, who seemed to be completely arrogant, rarely used a hoarse and muddy voice to comfort him awkwardly: "Don't worry about it. She's gone, you can catch up with her. Anyway, everything is Shi Chen's fault."

The joke is not funny.

But Ah Ying still laughed desolately.

The chariot of fate has begun to run, and all obstacles that stand in its way will be rolled under the wheels.All her efforts were in vain.

She is a knife trained by the Supervision Department.

From the very beginning, she couldn't help herself.

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The Imperial Palace of the Great Zhou Capital.

Several high-ranking ministers stood under the imperial steps.On the stage, a maid with a kind face and an old eunuch were softly persuading the young emperor to sit safely on the dragon chair and receive the ministers.

You Sijian took the lead in impeachment: "Your Majesty. Her Royal Highness Princess Jing'an left Miyagi three years ago and entered the immortal way. She was supposed to break the mortal world. As a result, a month ago, she first ordered the county guard in Yancheng with her power, and then Arbitrarily mobilize border troops in Dingcheng.

Still not satisfied with this, the spy came to report the day before yesterday, and she actually extended her hand to the garrison in northern Xinjiang, thinking of herself as the leader.It can be seen that His Royal Highness the eldest princess has obvious ambitions and is afraid of becoming a major disaster. "

Other ministers of the same party echoed.The young little emperor sat on the dragon chair that was too wide for him, dangling his short legs that couldn't touch the ground: "Sister is very good to me, she won't do this."

You Sijian said sincerely: "When the crown prince was confirmed three years ago, there were always grievances and objections in the Zhenbei Army. Now they only know Jing'an, not the early Yuan Dynasty. The Zhenbei Army is so sensitive and the position is so dangerous. Bewitched, [-] troops rebelled, pointing their swords at the capital, and there is no natural danger around the capital to defend. The country will not be a country!"

As he spoke, a cloudy old tear rolled down from the corner of his eye.

The little emperor didn't know why the old man suddenly cried and was taken aback.Tilting his head, he said cautiously: "Then. Then tell Sister well and tell her not to be like this."

You Sijian looked at the inspector censor in front of him without any trace.Continue to ask in a respectful voice: "I am stupid, I don't know what your Majesty means..."

The little emperor thought that this person was really stupid, and he couldn't understand what he said so clearly: "My dear friends, if you don't want my sister to stay in the Zhenbei Army, then let the inspector Yushi write an edict, let Let her go home. I miss my sister too."

Si Jian forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart: "Her Royal Highness Princess Jing'an is practicing immortality, and there are many talented people around her. If she blatantly resists the order and refuses to return to the court, what should I do?"

The little emperor was already very impatient: "Didn't the Supervision Department train a lot of shadow guards, let them go to pick up my sister home. Be quick, I still want to enjoy the spring flowers with my sister. Is there anything else? Just leave if you have nothing to do." Let's go! I drank the tonic in the morning, and I started to have a headache and chest tightness again."

The ministers in the court bowed to leave and walked out of the palace.

The little emperor has not yet learned to write articles.The young eunuch who was the ghostwriter trotted behind Si Jian, and asked carefully, "My lord, how should the edict for Princess Jing'an's return to court be written?"

Si Jian will not cry now.Glancing at the inspector censor who was heading straight to the outside of the palace, he casually said arrogantly: "Didn't your majesty talk about it at the court? Pass down the order and order Princess Jing'an to return to the palace. If she disobeys, she can be punished as a rebellion." Discuss on the spot."

The little eunuch was a little bit embarrassed: "The supervisory department..."

Si Jian glanced at the little eunuch who couldn't recognize the situation clearly with a half-smile: "Your Majesty has personally said that the shadow guards will be dispatched. Don't you understand what the Superintendent Yushi means?"

The chariot of fate has begun to run, and all obstacles that stand in its way will be rolled under the wheels.But they are different.Under the guidance of Lord Yushi, they have firmly controlled the reins of the carriage.Remove all obstacles and leave only the tracks they want.

An unprecedented ambition burst forth in my heart.

It turned out that the entire court was just a chessboard in their hands.These elite ministers will ultimately determine the pulse of this country.He can almost imagine how he will turn his hands into clouds in the future, manipulate power and power, and play with power.

This imagination greatly satisfied Si Jian's vanity, and he put on airs and never wanted to speak to this humble eunuch again.The little eunuch still half understood.But Si Jian no longer paid any attention to him, straightened his clothes, and hurried forward to catch up with Lord Yushi.

It's early spring and it looks like it's going to rain.Layers of dark clouds gradually covered the sky, casting dark shadows on the long streets and alleys in the palace.

The easy-going and generous Supervisor Yushi-sama walked in the black shadows without slowing down.All the palace maids and eunuchs who passed by bowed their heads sideways to avoid him, as if he was the master of the palace.

His face was still calm and refined.It's just that in a place that others can't see, a trace of entangled and strong demonic energy is quietly brewing at the bottom of his pupils.

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Palace of Silver Moon.

He really couldn't stand the servants and maids in the palace, and was deeply intoxicated by the blue bird's chattering and venting.

His former teacher's school should add a school rule, prohibiting chatterbox in the future.

He calmly walked into the reception hall.There is a warm fire burning in the fireplace in the hall, and soft velvet blankets are spread on the floor of the living room.On the four stone walls, there are also exquisite thick tapestries.Most of them are embroidered with lingering flower branches and lush birch forests under the moonlight.

But there is still a part that talks about glory and majesty.

Zhou Qingluan, who was still quiet in his own world, inexplicably felt that the people around him suddenly became quiet.He turned around in a daze, and suddenly saw the humanoid thing at the door.

That can't really be called a "person".Almost two-thirds of the body's limbs were replaced by steel parts, and the gaps between the parts were connected by blood-red fleshy membranes, and the weird thorns extended all the way to the cheeks.

Zhou Qingluan was startled, and subconsciously called out.Although it was just a bird song, anyone could hear the panic contained in it.The female knight, who had already suppressed her hostile attitude, heard this profane cry, her eyes flickered, and her hand was already on the epee at her waist.

The half-human, half-metal puppet monster raised its hand, signaling that it was okay.The female knight kicked at the rude Qingluan unwillingly, and put down her sword-drawing hand.

Zhou Qingluan blinked, the curiosity in his heart overwhelmed the fear.Relying on the fact that no one can understand the Central Plains dialect, he whispered: "Ah, this is a human, a ghost, a demon, or a demon..."

"It's human."

A clear female voice gently interrupted the blue bird's chatter.The half-human, half-puppet replied in extremely proficient Central Plains dialect, but with a slightly distorted accent: "Or, it used to be a person."

Zhou Qingluan: "..."

The blue bird didn't dare to speak for a moment, and stood there obediently.

The tone of the half-puppet is still calm and calm: "I heard that you came to find me."

Blue Bird blinked: "Minerva?"

The woman who almost lost her human appearance straightened her waist and stood upright at the door. Her soft and steady voice was like a birch forest under the moonlight: "It's me. Queen Silvermoon, Minerva. When I was a frustrated princess, I went to the far east to study in the ancient fairy gate of the Central Plains."

Zhou Qingluan stared at her blankly.Although her appearance is covered by a large piece of scary and weird nails, her ethereal, elegant and inviolable temperament is still like a bright silver moon in the dark night sky.

Empress Yinyue didn't blame him for his lack of focus, and asked, "An old friend from the East, what's the point of traveling thousands of miles to visit my palace through the frozen snowfield?"

Zhou Qingluan regained his composure, turned his head in a hurry, and took out a slender sharp weapon wrapped in brocade from the mustard bag covered by the blue feathers.He held it in his beak, bent his slender neck, and handed it to Queen Silver Moon.

The queen took it, and raised her hand to gently stroke the magic weapon in her palm.

The chariot of fate has begun to run, and all obstacles that stand in its way will be rolled under the wheels.

She used to think that all her efforts were in vain, and she couldn't help herself from the very beginning.I also thought that the reins of fate had already been controlled by more powerful people, and sooner or later I would be regarded as an obstacle and crushed into dust.

But now, the orbits of the stars and the moon are turning, and life and death are reincarnated.Everything seems to be back to the inevitable node at the beginning.

And she finally understood that if the wheel of fate was about to overwhelm her, all she could do was crush the endless curse together with the unfair fate.

Minerva slowly clenched the sharp magic weapon in her hand——

A purple iris arrow came through the clouds and sky along with the messenger from the Central Plains.

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