This is My Planet

　　 "This... how is this possible?" The leader unbelievably strengthened the brilliance in his hand.

　　 "Chuck!" Ling Moxue's long sword was unsheathed, struggling with one knee, still stubbornly looking up at the leader, clenching his teeth without speaking.

　　 Sweat soaked his forehead long ago, and his hair was attached to his forehead, and there was a kind of sad beauty for no reason.

　　 But even at this time of hard work and determination, she even remembered to draw the ordinary sword, did not use the Xuanyuan sword, and was extremely sane.

　　 "I said..." She spoke slowly, her voice a little hoarse: "You thing, it's useless."

　　 is because after a more top mind traction, goodbye to the second, the resistance is different...

　　 is also because of Jianxin's awe-inspiring, rather bend than bend.

　　 "Such a Jianxin." The leader was even more surprised: "I walked before and saw that you have pride, but you can't see that you have such a Jianxin...Who will point you to the path?"

　　 Ling Moxue gritted his teeth and said nothing.

The leader was inspired by the previous torture, and asked: "Whether you can bear this kind of soul traction... But why do you have to bear it? As I said earlier, your bloodline is the closest to the Father God, and he will definitely treat you. The most kind, there is no doubt. When we dominate the planet, will you not be more than ten thousand people? It is the pursuit of the way. Wouldn't it be ten thousand times stronger than today?"

　　 Ling Moxue didn't answer immediately, and he didn't know if he was thinking or supporting too hard.

The leader said again: "Could it be that you still have the loyalty of being a human race? I think you have never been like this person. For your own pursuit, others are just stepping stones. You can sacrifice and punish at any time. Your temperament is also the way of thinking of a large part of those in power represented by you."

Ling Moxue sweated down and said in a low voice, "Maybe it's like this... Someone told me that the world is in the world, and I can't realize it... The temperament that has always changed is not day and night. To put it bluntly, you goddess asks the end of the way, too. It's almost the same... What kind of family, what kind of sect, is not worth mentioning in front of Daotu, why bother to mock humans?"

The leader heard something interesting: "Yes, you are now a man of truth, unlike a few months ago, you have a proud ignorance skin. It seems that you have met during this period of time. Supreme."

　　 Ling Moxue: "..."

　　 What kind of image was I in the eyes of others before...

　　 It’s better to be the master. At that time, I said that I had a sword heart and a sword bone, and wanted to see how this seedling could grow.

The leader said again: "But you still haven't answered my previous question...Why do you have to carry it? Why don't you follow the trend? On the contrary, it can give you a little more excuse, "It's not what I want, it's being forced." Why not do it?"

"As long as I stand, the sword comes out of my heart, and I deceive myself and others, what's the benefit?" Ling Moxue slowly said, "Perhaps you are right...I can sacrifice and punish others for my own goals...but The first is that I want to do it myself, rather than being forced to do it."

　　 The leader laughed: "That's it?"

"That's it." Ling Moxue said: "Don't say it's you, even if it's him... Even if it's him, I have always wanted to resist. Whether it is secular power or diligence, being a puppet is involuntary... ...I would rather die."

　　 The teacher praised: "Yes. There is still unwillingness in your words. It seems that things are counterproductive. After all, you are controlled by others and cannot be autonomous, right?"

　　 Ling Moxue was silent, but a trace of confusion passed through her eyes.

　　 How long have I struggled with him since I have earned it... Originally, this time it was not possible to use the master to deal with the master, and try to get rid of your own slave lines? Why didn't you think about it?

　　 The teacher sighed: "This is the most interesting thing. The more you ask for something, the less you can't...So, if I didn't directly force you at first, but negotiated a deal with you, maybe it would have happened?"

　　 Ling Moxue subconsciously said: "Not necessarily."

　　 Teacher: "?"

　　 Ling Moxue's mind was a little messy, she didn't know what she was thinking.

　　 There seems to be a part of the reason, it turns out that the master doesn’t like doing this by himself...

　　 Because he didn't like it, so he refused?

　　 You said just now that you have to die?

　　 She would be ignorant for a while, and she could only think that she still owes others favors, or that the other party is not his opponent at all, and if she is messed up by him, he will die ugly if she comes to the door? Well, it must be like this. What is more than ten thousand people, what path is pursued, isn't it nothing to be chopped off by him?

　　 Ling Moxue became firm again, saying one word: "Anyway, I have rejected it. It's useless to say more."

The leader sighed: "But why do you think that you really rejected me? Telling you this is just curiosity... I don't know why you can resist the natural traction of blood, but the difference in strength between you and me lies here, I There are countless kinds of spells that can make you my puppet, how can you resist?"

　　 Ling Moxue blinked her eyes: "Thank you for saying such a long paragraph again."

　　 is enough for me to recite Xia Guixuan three times in my heart... as long as he doesn't lie to me.

　　 The leader was puzzled, just shook his head, and pointed to her eyebrows: "If you control you, all your secrets are not secrets..."

　　'S voice has not yet finished, and the tone has become shocked.

　　 pointed out a finger inexplicably placed on a ripple, the ripple turned into a human figure, holding her finger, quietly guarding in front of Ling Moxue.

　　 The figure became more solid, frowning and looking at the fingers in his hand, and smacked his lips a little bit painfully: "Female? No aspect?"

　　 The teacher pulls his hand, but can’t get it out.

　　 I feel like I am surrounded by the whole world, there is nowhere to escape, nowhere to dodge, unable to earn, unable to get off.

　　 And this is obviously only a small part of the soul, I don't know how many miles of travel, it is not the main body, that is the case.

　　 Xia Guixuan didn't deliberately release Dao to suppress it, because when a soul-separated face faced an intangible body, it would no longer have such a strong effect, lest it make a joke that the other party can't suppress Ling Moxue.

　　 After all, his injury has not healed, not at his peak.

　　 But I have no insight, I can already know what it means.

　　 "Tai, Taiqing?" The leader's voice was a little trembling: "Where is Taiqing in the world..."

　　 Taiqing...

　　 Ling Moxue stared at his back in front of him with scorching eyes, as if he hadn't heard the word, but said softly: "You didn't lie to me, you can really receive my silent thoughts, and come to save me..."

　　 Xia Guixuan smiled and said, "When did I lie to you?"

　　 He didn't know how complicated Ling Moxue's gaze was behind him, but the object used by the leader to draw Ling Moxue's soul attracted attention: "The hilt of the sword of Juntai? Where did you get it?"

　　 The leader was dumbfounded: "How do you recognize the name of this sword?"

"Why don't I recognize my own sword? It has long been shattered and scattered in the void of the universe~www.wuxiahere.com~ It's not in this star at all. Where did you find the hilt?" Xia Guixuan said with some joy He didn't continue to grasp the fingers of others, stretched out his hand to hook the hilt: "Come on."

　　The leader clearly felt that the hilt of the sword, which was originally a dead thing, seemed to suddenly have emotions, a joyful emotion that permeated her clearly and arguably. So the hilt trembled violently, and the more it trembled, the more violent she was. She actually had to use her force to hold it firmly in order to control a hilt from automatically detaching.

　　 is absolutely righteous, no doubt.

　　 The leader looked at Xia Guixuan in shock, and Xia Guixuan looked at her incomprehensibly: "What is it for you, what use is this thing for you? Do you particularly like this kind of automatically trembling cylindrical objects?"

　　While talking, somehow power attracted the hilt, and the leader could no longer hold it. He watched the hilt come out into Xia Guixuan's hands.

　　 A white light like a laser sword automatically grows on the hilt of the sword, and the king's breath penetrates the sky.

　　 The leader slowly retreated, and the shock was beyond him.

　　 Xia Guixuan stroked Bai Mang lightly, his eyes were a little gentle and a little smile: "So you are still... Mo Xue."

　　 Ling Moxue wakes up like a dream: "Huh?"

　　 "Looking at this old man who sent me back, I'm in a good mood, I don't want to bully her..."

　　 Ling Moxue's expression is very strange, dare you to ask for my opinion? Just like letting me get Yan Wuyue forgiveness?

　　 I was very happy somehow, but mumbled: "I'm not convinced... I'm so bullied..."