The Hardest Opening System in History

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read2();　　 After the sun goes down, because of the special geographical location and the winter season, the cold fog is getting thicker and harder to see. Therefore, every household in Yaxia Town will be Will never go out again, and usually go back to the room to rest after dinner.

　　 Not far from the only inn in the town, there is a somewhat dilapidated house, belonging to a simple man and his wife in the town.

　　 This man has a withdrawn character. He lives by going to the forest to cut trees. At the same time, the husband and wife have no heirs. Therefore, they seem to be a little alienated from the rest of the town, and there is not much interaction between them.

During the recent period, the middle-aged man still went to the pine forest outside the town to cut trees at a fixed time every day, and his wife occasionally appeared in front of others, so no town residents knew that before January, there was one in rags. The white-haired old man knocked on the man's door to drink, and since then, he hasn't taken a step further.

　　 At this time, inside this dilapidated house, a light was on outwards. Everything in the yard was the same as before. Although the furniture was scarce, it was neatly arranged and not messy.

　　 But the weird thing is that in this house, there was smoke rising in the evening, but no one was dining in the kitchen at this time, including the bedroom, and there was no one in the bedroom. The faint cold mist drifted over the room, which looked extremely gloomy.

The middle-aged man who originally lived here was an ancestor with a face in Yaxia Town, so this dilapidated house is actually quite large, and there is also a deserted backyard, which was used by the man as a place to store the felled wood , But between the broken walls of this backyard, there is a broken house with three figures in it.

　　 Stand in two and sit cross-legged.

The two standing with empty eyes, dull eyes, motionless, and if you look closely, there is no blood on their whole body. They are two dead puppets, but the figure sitting on the ground is alive, all over. Hidden up and down under the jet black robe, blended into the darkness.

After a while, this figure gently raised his head and opened his eyes. The cold mist was like two pale ghost fires burning, and then he stretched out his withered right hand and gently lifted the netherworld around him. The old voice faintly sounded as the ship took off.

"Tread through the iron shoes and find no place to find it. It takes no effort to get there. You haven't taken a step in that city or palace for more than ten years. I tried my best to get close. Now, you have come out. You are finally willing to leave that city!"

This old voice echoing in the ruined house was filled with uncontrollable excitement and excitement. At the same time, the ghost fire burning in the cold mist kept beating up and down, but the next breath, the sound returned to calm, as if talking to oneself, with a soft opening. Asked lightly:

"What should I do?"

The voice of the question fell, and the darkness fell into a weird silence. Sitting on the ground, the black-robed old man who had been hiding in this broken house for more than a month, fell into a long time of thinking and making choices, and was in his mind. Keep asking yourself.

　　 In his whole life, there are actually many choices similar to the current ones. In a few words, it is to fight or escape!

　　 But he has been on the run, has been on the run, has been on the run for the rest of his life.

　　 He no longer remembers when he chose to escape for the first time, but sometimes courage is like this. Once lost, it is difficult to come back, especially the courage to face death.

　　 He is more afraid of death than anything else.

　　 Therefore, the ghost fire that burned and jumped in the cold fog, and the vast ghost that was constantly surrounding it, making a silent cry, suddenly extinguished and disappeared like a basin of cold water.

　　The Great Elder of Mingzong, Bai Mingxiu, still insisted on his usual choice, he wanted to escape!

　　 Therefore, Bai Mingxiu, who was enveloped in the black robe, slowly stood up from the ground. For some reason, there was a voice deep in his heart that kept echoing in his mind.

"For more than ten years, you have been waiting for such an opportunity. Early Autumn has spent your whole life proving that you are no worse than Xiu Yuyan, and you are still worthy of Zao Wou-ki, but now Zao Wou-ki is missing, as long as you kill Xiu Yuyan, Xia Zhao's heart will be deeply hurt. This is a golden opportunity of a lifetime."

Bai Mingxiu's right foot stepped forward stayed in place, and then fell into a long struggle again. Finally, he gently stretched out his right hand and patted forward. The two standing still puppets beside him became directly The powder dissipated.

　　 In the next breath, a very dark, infinite ghost-filled ghost ship rushed straight into the sky, as if sailing in another piece of space, silent.

　　 At the same time, on the streets of the town, Jiang Tu, the deputy commander of the Japanese army, and the young scholar Shinho walked forward side by side.

　　 As the sky is getting late, this dense fog has enveloped everything around it, and even the orange light that could still show through has completely disappeared.

　　The dense fog isolated the entire Yaxia town!

Jiang Tu squinted his eyes and scanned for a circle, and then the billowing suffocating aura on his body burned outwards like a flame, coming out through his body, and instantly forced the surrounding cold fog to the surroundings. The line of sight in front of him suddenly became extremely Clear, and at the same time, a stern voice faintly sounded:

　　 "We need to speed up. The Empress Dowager is waiting. There is a light on not far ahead. Go there and see."

After 　　, the figures of the two were blurred for a while, and then turned into a red and a white, two thunders that pierced the void, and in just a few breaths, they came to the door of the house.

　　 Then the young scholar Xinhao raised his hand and gently tapped on the door, making a crisp sound, and at the same time his clear voice came out:

　　 "The host's house is here. Next is the Daxia Xuegong Xinhao who has just arrived here. If you have something to ask, can you open the door?"

When the voice fell, there was no sound from the room. Xinhao frowned in doubt and raised his hand again to knock on the door. This time he added a bit of strength, so the sound that came out was louder, but there was still nothing behind the door. Response.

　　 Jiangtu and Xinhao looked at each other. The former just wanted to signal to go to another house and have a look again. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and a cloud of cold mist floated out of the courtyard behind the door. Their complexion changed drastically, and they blurted out directly:

　　 "There is the smell of corpses in the fog!"

　　 At the next breath, the Japanese deputy commander with a particularly cold expression made Jiang Tu directly raise his hand to smash the door in front of him, and the two stepped into it.

　　At the same time, in the sky above Yaxia Town, the Nether Ship, which had already been swiftly away, stayed in place abruptly, and then an old voice of gritted teeth resounded inside the ship.

　　 "Fleeing for a lifetime, I can't escape my life. I have done all the bad things for someone, and everyone shouted and beat them, but I didn't expect the Dao to give me such a chance. If I don't try it, I won't die.

The sound of 　　 fell, and the Nether Ship turned around, like a dagger stabbed by death in the dark, falling straight down toward the bottom!