Chapter 136
Can You Call a Scholar A Villain? Chapter 136
I saw the meteors slowly appearing in the bottom of his eyes burst out in an instant, and even Murong Lin stayed where he was.
The meteor seemed to come from Meng Xinghun's eyes, but it actually bloomed with his Sword Art.
I saw a shooting star passing by.
The whole dark world lights up.
The warm and loving light blooms in an instant, and then disappears in an instant.
Meteors are like this, appearing in an instant and disappearing in an instant.
But it leaves a lot of romance and depth.
Is the meteor beautiful?
Of course it is beautiful, a little rays of light brings people infinite joy and expectation.
Like a butterfly.
They are all very beautiful, but they are very short-lived.
Butterflies don't live long, just like meteors only bloom for a moment.
But why do they exist?
What is the meaning of their lives?
What is the meaning of existence in such a short life?
For whom do their lives bloom?
Only Meng Xinghun knows... …
Flowers are beautiful, but only when they are appreciated is the meaning of life.
Butterflies are beautiful, but it only makes sense to be appreciated.
Meteors are short-lived, but in just a few seconds, thousands of people have seen this beautiful moment.
That's what it exists for.
It is also the meaning of life for all people.
So he swung this sword and broke the shroud of darkness in an instant.
And this sword light moved towards Murong Lin precisely while breaking the envelope of darkness.
In an instant, the sword light that looked like a shooting star had come to Murong Lin.
Meteors are fleeting, and so are people.
When are the spring flowers and autumn moon, and how much do you know about the past?
The starry sky does not ask the light to pass away, how much is it like tonight?
Meng Xinghun swung out this blade with all his strength, and his eyes were once again as deep as the sky in the middle of the night.
Murong Lin's body was instantly hit by the blade dao light and flew out.
He laughed in midair and looked happy.
Knocked away by this blade dao light, his silhouette spun around in the air for a few times, and then fell heavily on the ground, causing dust all over the ground.
The faces of the surrounding people instantly showed joyful expressions, and many even shouted in disbelief: "The devil has been defeated!"
But Murong Lin did not. Give them a chance to keep cheering.
Murong Lin struggled to slowly get up from the ground and looked at Meng Xinghun.
The status of the two is now the same.
Meng Xinghun tried his best, and Murong Lin was seriously injured.
Meng Xinghun said: "Your third sword, I have already broken."
Murong Lin said with disdain: "If you were not the protagonist, I might not be able to. I'll leave you here for 0.9 days."
"What do you mean?" Meng Xinghun was puzzled.
"I'm just expecting you to give me some surprises, just like Han Tang. Now it seems, you two are pretty good!" Murong Lin grinned, his mouth full of blood.
"hmph! You devil, you're still talking about this when you're about to die?"
"I just don't want you to die too confused, and many thanks to your Meteor One Sword!" Murong Lin slowly raised the sword again.
Meng Xinghun looked nervous and raised his sword as well.
"Your three knives won't work for me."