Qiankun Fantasy Sword Record

Dark night.

Deep in a dense forest.

Qin Muchu lay motionless on the ground. It wasn't that he didn't want to move, but that he couldn't move at all.

The blood in the body is constantly being lost, and the feeling of thirst is getting worse and worse.

His martial arts skills were also useless, and the poison mixed with Soul Cutting Flower and Black Cloud Dove could no longer be suppressed and had begun to spread throughout his body.

Seeing the eastern sky getting whiter little by little, Qin Muchu felt sad.

Can he still see the rising sun? The corners of his mouth twitched. He wanted to smile, but his expression was uglier than a smile. He was laughing at himself for having such extravagant thoughts. Yes, Qin Muchu clearly felt

, my life is disappearing bit by bit.

The footsteps of death were already approaching him.

Died young! Qin Muchu thought that these four words seemed to be prepared for him. Is it destiny, or is someone controlling his destiny?

Before he was twenty years old, he was about to leave this world. How unwilling Qin Muchu felt in his heart. He thought of He Fengyang, the master who had taken in and trained him, Liu Yue, and Lin Liqiu, Yang Yun, Zhao Yixiang... Xia Yubing,

Gu Ying, Ding Yu... Tao Yan, Jie'er... Fan Huofeng, Fan Tianzheng, Ji Yuemei... Countless figures passed through his mind one by one. Among them were people he loved and others he hated, and some were friends.

Opponents include innocent people, guilty people and deserved people, people who meet by chance and people who are entangled... Whose fault is it that I have ended up like this? Master He Fengyang? Or Ding Yu? Or Fan Tianzheng... No matter who it is now,

It doesn't matter anymore. Because he is about to die. When a person dies, everything is over. Who cares who is right or wrong?

It would be great if there was an afterlife, Qin Muchu suddenly thought.

Yes, if there is an afterlife and everything can be repeated, maybe my life will be more exciting. By then...

Qin Muchu wanted to continue, but his mind became increasingly empty, and even his eyes gradually became blurred.

He seemed to have no energy left to imagine.

The feeling of thirst became more intense, so much so that he had to open his pale lips slightly.

Vaguely, Qin Muchu caught a glimpse of a red shadow appearing in the sky. The red shadow kept moving towards him, getting bigger and bigger...

Is death coming?

Or the rising sun?

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