The Boss Behind The Game

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Looking at the letter left by his father Beichen Xiufu, Beichen fell silent.

Is this the sword-practice method of getting my father into the devil?

Beichen Yidao has the urge to shred it at this moment, although his father said that this ancient book has created glory for "Beichen Yidaoliu" and is a heritage. But it was precisely because of it that he caused his father to go into trouble and caused a tragedy.

For some reason, Beichen holding the book felt like a magic book, which made him want to read it.

Because he now desires strength, the strength that can make him transcendence and possess the power that rivals "God."

His father's advice and the thought of reading "Taiyuan Sword Code" were intertwined in his mind, squeezing, making Beichen's mind utterly confused.

At this time, the bellflower's smile appeared in his mind.

He thought of the heartless woman who was wearing a witch costume and laughing at the beach, and the assurance he had in her heart before she left.

At first it was Kikyo to take him out of the dark world, but he couldn't do anything to help her in Kikyo.

He can imagine the picture of Kikyo crying in the dark earth palace, looking forward to the future to meet him again, but can only rest all the goodness and longing for the future in a picture and a paragraph of text .

At this moment, Beichen dropped his father's letter and began to read "Taiyuan Sword".

He cares nothing, and this last life, he swore to death, and fought against the so-called gods, just to smooth the suffocation in his heart, to avenge the bellflower!

At this point, Beichen completely let go of his concerns, and began to read this ancestral inheritance, which was even turned into a magic book by his father.

At this moment, he still embarked on the path that his father once walked, and he couldn't turn back and practice it.

What Beichen didn't know is that this Taiyuan swordsmanship is the practice method, which is the most perfect kendo practice manual in the Reiki era. However, in this age of last law, human beings cannot be tempered by aura, how can they tolerate the torture of sword qi flowing in the body.

The damage of the practice of sword intention is not only that the powerful sword spirit will cause irreparable damage to the spirit before it condenses into sword pills. This is why in the ancient sword art circle, the practice of "sword intention" was explicitly prohibited.

Without Reiki, the ultimate Kendo practice is unbearable. This is the truth.

However, at this time, Beichen Yidao had already given up his life and death. How could he be afraid of these? He began to practice swordsmanship according to the Taiyuan Sword Code.

So day after day, the sword qi and sword style on the Taiyuan Sword Code are constantly used to condense the sword energy in the body.

How strong Jianqi, the practice of Beichen Chen finally felt.

Sword Qi is like a dragon. Sword heart is aware of the power of heaven and earth. Sword is death, and sword is life. The hidden invisible power of heaven and earth is the real sword repair code, not the magic code as the father said.

But what Beichen Yidao didn't know is that although he learned the sword intention and the sword trick, but he could not absorb the heaven and earth aura into his body during his cultivation, so his sword intention became stronger and stronger, but the body began to be unable to bear it. The powerful and destructive sword gas wanders in the body.

During practice, he began to vomit blood and even appeared a brief coma.

This is what Beichen Xiufu calls the demon. The demon is not the sword code that can help people understand the power of heaven and earth, but the cultivator himself.

However, Beichen still did not give up the sword, although the sword qi gradually eroded his body and spirit, even if he would spend several hours in the mental trance every day, as long as he was awake, he would practice the sword.

Many memories have become obscured during cultivation, but one thing he remembers very well is to avenge "Kikyo"!

In hard training, Beichen's sword reached a stage where his father could not break through, that is, condensing the "Sword Pill".

This step is extremely important in the "Taiyuan Sword Code" record. As long as it is successful, all the sword qi in the body condenses into a sword pill. At that time, he does not need to endure the torture brought by sword qi.

At this point, Beichen was already very weak. Just like his father, even walking was trembling, like a person who was about to decay.

At the most critical moment, Beichen did not choose to break through, because he knew that no one had succeeded. Although he was a genius, this had nothing to do with talent, it was just that his body couldn't bear it.

After all, he is not ordinary, and is no different from all his predecessors who cultivated swordsmanship.

So at the last minute, he gave up the cohesion of "Sword Maru".

On the day when the decision was made, Beichen made a testament, and transferred all the property, including the house and the ruined martial arts hall, to the Juhe family.

Although so many years have passed, the battle with Juhe Tezuka was a thorn in Beichen's heart after all. Although this could not make up for the guilt in his heart, it was the last thing he could do.

After that, he came to the beach with "Wuxin Wan" and watched the ebb and flow for the last time. He stumbled towards the Yinyang Shrine in the tide of memories.

Once again, one person came with one sword. Beichen had no sharp spirit in the past. It felt like an old man with a body in his arms, walking hobbly, as if he would fall at any time.

His arrival always made the priests and servants in the shrine frightened, but they still did not stop, because they knew that someone would clean up Beichen, just like the previous times.

This time, Beichen Yidao still came to the gate of the palace without hindrance.

When she saw Beichen again, there was only helplessness and intolerance in the sacrifice.

"You want to stop me?"

"Are you ready to make a decision? There is no death here."

"Anyway, even if I don't come, I'm not far from death."

Looking at Beichen's pale face and weakness, the female sacrifice could not imagine what he had experienced. Although she couldn't bear it, she gave up.

Beichen bowed his head slightly, walked past the sacrifice of the sacrifice, stepped down into the darkness step by step ...

After all, at this moment, Beichen was so desperate that he had no intention of going out alive.

In this battle, the heartless pill in Beichen's sword was like a god's help under the blessing of Jianqi. The so-called powerful **** was only a fragile puppet.

Even though he was extremely weak, he was still extremely scary and became the nightmare of these yin and yang divisions. They were horrified to find that the man had changed and became stronger than they could imagine.

The sacrificial gods they worshiped were so vulnerable at this moment. In the face of the sharp sword, they fell into a pool of blood with a frightened expression.

At this moment they were frightened. They dared not fight with Beichen and rushed out of the palace.

However, the gate to the palace was closed.

No matter how hard it was, no one responded.

But Beichen's killing of the sword continued, and every spleen of Qi from his body was as painful as a knife cut, but he felt hearty.

Kill it!

Hundreds of yin and yang teachers who were so powerful in his eyes that they couldn't compete with each other at this time seemed to be just that.

The gate of the palace was finally broken in the mad attack of the Yin and Yang division. They escaped from the palace and began to fly outward.

But Beichen chased them closely with a sword, and each time Jian Qi left the body, one person was killed.

As soon as he was killed outside the shrine, blood filled the ground, and countless Yin Yang divisions fell into a pool of blood.

At this moment, the sunset outside the West Mountain, the afterglow of the sun dyed red sky.

Seeing this scene, Beichen couldn't help laughing, because this wood is so similar to his present self. At the end of life, let's make the "sky" more red!

Every sword that is slain with death and dissipated life, Beichen at this moment is like a sword demon, fear spreads in the hearts of all yin and yang teachers.

They were afraid, and they dared not fight with them again.

Just then, a huge crow emerged in front of the shrine, and fell into an old man after landing.

His appearance instantly caused the original yin and yang divisions to stop running, all kneeling towards him.

"Jianyi? Very strong!" The moment the old man appeared, he saw for the first time that Beichen's sword was using Jianyi sword.

"You are their god?" Beichen stared coldly at the old man.

"Yes!"

"Then cut you!"

Soaring sword intentions emerged. Beichen didn't make any nonsense. He knew the condition of his body, such as a burnt candle, and the flame was beating barely, but it also came to an end.

This sword is the outbreak of all sword qi in Beichen.

With guilt to his parents, guilt to Kikyo, and self-blame to himself, this sword embodies all the thoughts of Beichen.

This sword waved, the violent sword gas instantly tore Beichen's right arm, a huge sword gas broke through the blood mist and swept towards the old man fiercely.

Even the old man didn't expect that Beichen would suddenly take a shot, and even the oncoming violent sword spirit felt unstoppable.

The sword was inevitable, and he chose to turn it into a black crow to compete with it.

However, the sword still penetrated his body, cutting his black crow's body into two, and the violent sword air didn't stop at all and rose into the sky.

The power of this sword is so unimaginable that even the sacrifice for observing in the dark reveals an unbelievable look.

The black crow man was the elder of the yin and yang family, but he did not expect to be beheaded and killed by Beichen.

The black crow fell to the ground and turned into an old man who cut off two pieces.

But Beichen finally could not bear the burden of the body, Qiqiao bleed, could not support, and fell to the ground suddenly.

But Beichen smiled.

What god, but that's it!

Which malaria fell into a pool of blood, but no one dared to come forward.

At this moment, the shock that Beichen gave to them was unprecedented. The fear spread in the hearts of all people, even letting them not have the courage to step forward to end the deadly Beichen.

And Beichen Yidao also closed his eyes slowly in the gradual passing of life.

time to go……

But at this moment, many figures appeared at the entrance of the shrine, and among the noise of the siren, countless figures crowded away from the crowd and came to Beichen Yidao.

A smile appeared on the face of the sacrifice observing in the dark.

The arrival of the police took away Bei Chen's sword and saved Bei Chen's last life.

But he killed and killed many people, and his sins could not be exempted.

What Beichen didn't expect was that the entire ancient sword art circle began to mobilize.

Even the Juhe family who hated him chose to help at this moment.

They began to clear the relationship for Bei Chen, and asked the best lawyers to spend a lot of manpower and materials to slow down his crime.

Beichen was at a loss at this moment, why they should help themselves.

But one day, Ichi Tezuka's son, Ichi Tezuki, found him under treatment and told him.

"My father died in a contest. Although I hate you, you are a genius in the ancient sword art world. You shouldn't fall down ...

At that moment, Beichen's mood was extremely complicated.

Before serving his sentence, Beichen Yidao saw Juhe Shoumu again. He told Beichen Yidao:

"Good inside, we wait for you to come out, and wait for your legend to continue, all the ancient sword art genres are your home!"

This statement surpassed the flashy words, and gave Beichen a hope of continued survival.

But Beichen Yidao knew that he could no longer have any legend.

Because the last sword was cut out, he even lost his right hand holding the sword, and talked about the legend again.

From now on, he is just a dead man.

After that, Beichen started his ten-year sentence.

During this period, he was one-armed, accepting ridicule from everyone, accepting insults from the crowd, and often became a sandbag for some people to vent.

But what about it, Beichen felt so peaceful on the contrary.

No one knows that he was an extremely fierce beast, bullying him as the weakest at the lowest end, and the spirit of Beichen's sword has long been dissipated.

After going through so many twists and turns, he was receptive to everything and faced indifferently.

For ten years, people from the ancient sword art circle came to visit him, but gradually, it seems that everyone is beginning to forget him.

After all, everyone realized that he was just one-armed.

The ancient sword art circle is an alternative society that respects the strong, and he is just the former strong.

In prison, because he was one-armed and an alternative, he could not fit into any "collective" for ten years, and remained alone.

In the next few years, Beichen was lonely ...

Ten years passed, and that day, he was released from prison.

It seemed that God didn't like his arrival. It was cold and drizzle outside, dark clouds and low pressure, and the outside world was full of darkness and decadence.

Stepping into the outside world, everything around is filled with strangeness and apathy.

At this time, Bei Chen was stunned and didn't know where to go. He walked confusedly, walking ...

For ten years, he felt incompatible with everything around him, and it seemed that he should not have appeared here.

Like the wandering once, this time, still walking aimlessly.

He didn't choose to go home or go to the familiar sea, because both places would remind him of his memories.

Although these two memories were very good at first, the ending was unacceptable to him.

While walking, he came to a pedestrian street, and the flow of people around was gradually increasing.

At this moment, a girl suddenly stopped in front of Beichen.

The little girl looked so sweet that Beichen could not help but look at it. At this moment, he thought of her.

"Hello, my name is Ju Hemei, and now our community in the Asian Games is recruiting people. Would you like to join?" The little girl asked expectantly.

"Ijumi? Who is Ijutsu Tezuka?"

The girl heard ~ www.readwn.com ~ also looked very surprised:

"That's the dead father. I'm her youngest daughter. Do you know?"

Looking at the girl, Beichen shook her head slightly: "I've heard it before, don't know it!"

"Would you like to join our community? Recently, there was an Indian force in the Asian service. It is very domineering to grab our resources in the game. We are mobilizing people to counterattack back!" The question that the little girl looked forward to again.

Seeing Bei Chen's stab silent again, the little girl continued to encourage:

"You see that you are one-armed. It should be difficult to find a job. Join our club and play games and make money together. Let's help. Our club is really too lacking!" The girl begged. .

Looking at Ju Hemei, Beichen swiftly thought of the mistake he had made himself, and the appearance of the girl's prayer made him think of the first time of "Kikyo" in his memory.

He could not help but nodded:

"it is good!"

At this moment, the rain stopped suddenly, and a rainbow appeared in the sky.

(I read all the words everyone said in this chapter. Everyone feels that Beichen has a lot of space. After this chapter, I will write a game. In fact, I think about the significance of that character and the storyline. Advance, but the most important thing is that this role should be full, not the sudden appearance of the role, I hope everyone can understand.)

(In fact, this book is really not easy to write. I have revised the outline several times. A tone-based story is the best to write. It is the hardest to write a brainstorm and a detailed description of each plot. This is a plot flow. It is also a complete world driven by multiple small stories and multiple small plots. The quality of the composition is judged by the readers, and I will write with my heart. Thank you for each reader who read at the starting point and qq. I am motivated.)