While several people on the boat were busy rescuing Shao Xi and Ye Zhiqiu, Ruan Haoyang in the square pavilion was already dying. Although he had not yet died, he had already stepped onto the Naihe Bridge with one foot, and his whole body was already conscious Scattered, just waiting for the real black and white impermanence to lead to hell.
Wantong, who fell in the pavilion and corridor, had suppressed the rising blood in his body through breath adjustment. He stood up unsteadily, picked up the tiger-headed sword that had fallen aside, and stumbled towards Ruan Haoyang. come over.
Since he had vomited several mouthfuls of blood just now, Wantong's mouth, teeth, tongue, and even his beard were all covered in sticky blood.
Despite this, when he came to Ruan Haoyang, he grinned his bright red mouth and laughed wildly a few times, and then he couldn't help coughing. It was obvious that he was seriously injured by Ruan Haoyang's blow just now.
"Ruan Haoyang, you tried your best to die with us, but in the end you still failed! Now that you are a dying person, why don't you just let me control you? There is no need for you to hand over that thing now, I I will look for it in you. Even if you are skinned and cramped, I will definitely find something like that in you. Since you are going to die and the woman next to you is lonely, let me take care of her for you! Let her take care of her in the future. After sleeping with me every night, I will be even more excited when I hear her calling your name! Hahahaha..."
Wantong, as the master of the Wandao Sect, could say such filthy words at this time. In Shao Xi's words, it was really shameless.
At this time, Wantong was almost crazy. For him, the narrow escape just now and Ruan Haoyang's powerless counterattack in front of him had already made him lose his mind.
Before coming to Zhiqiuge, he originally thought that even if he, Tong Fang, and Gao Jiang could not defeat Ruan Haoyang, they could at least draw a tie. As long as he attacked the woman next to Ruan Haoyang, he would be able to force Ruan Haoyang to submit. However, I didn't expect Ruan Haoyang to be so difficult to chew, and he wouldn't hand it over even if he risked his life.
Although the three people's attack on Ye Zhiqiu effectively restrained him, the final result was heavy casualties on his side, which made Wantong feel very unbalanced. After the three sixth-grade people spent so much effort, not only did they fail to remove the things I got it and got two more.
At this time, looking at Ruan Haoyang who was so angry, Wan Tong vented his inner anger unscrupulously. He wanted to make Ruan Haoyang live in peace before he died. He wanted to use the most vicious words to make Ruan Haoyang die in peace. At this moment, his She behaves like a vicious and resentful woman. How can she have the slightest bit of demeanor that a leader of a Jianghu sect should have?
Although Ruan Haoyang could hear and vaguely see the scene in front of him while lying on the ground, he did not have the strength to do anything else, including move his lips.
When he heard what Wantong just said, his lifeless eyes still flashed with a cold light. Unfortunately, he couldn't do anything now, and the green long sword fell on him. At hand, but at this moment, let alone picking it up, he didn't even have the strength to turn around and take a look. The only thing he could do at this moment was to wait for the end of his life.
After Wantong laughed wildly a few times, his chest felt tight, he kept coughing, and vomited two more mouthfuls of blood. He was also seriously injured at this time, but at least he still had the strength to lift the big knife in his hand.
He stared at Ruan Haoyang on the ground with his bloodshot eyes. Although he could no longer use his internal energy to activate his vitality, he could still lift the knife in his hand and chop it down at Ruan Haoyang with his own strength.
Just when his broadsword was about to strike Ruan Haoyang, he suddenly felt Ruan Haoyang sliding rapidly away from his eyes. When he reacted, he realized that it was not Ruan Haoyang who was sliding, but that he himself had already moved both hands. His feet were off the ground and he was flying backwards.
With a "plop", his back hit a pillar, and he collapsed on the ground again. His inner breath and blood, which had been disrupted, surged up again. He couldn't help but vomited out a mouthful of blood, and held it in his hand. The big knife had already flown to nowhere.
Wantong got up with difficulty, knelt on the ground and could no longer stand up. He looked up in the direction where Ruan Haoyang was lying, and saw a man squatting next to him who was all wet, with locks of hair still dripping. young man on water.
This man looked very embarrassed, as if he had just been fished out of the water. There was no dry place on his body. At this moment, he was reaching out to test Ruan Haoyang's breath, as if he wanted to know if he was still alive.
Wantong knew that he was kicked by this person when he flew out just now, but he didn't feel any pain on his body, or to be more precise, he felt pain everywhere in his body at this time.
Although Wantong himself looked miserable at this time, he still said to the young man crazily: "Boy, who are you? Why do you want to interfere in my business? Do you know who I am? You have offended me, this There is no place in the world for you to stand up, if you know what you are looking for, leave quickly."
Originally, Wantong thought that no matter how arrogant the young man was, he would at most not talk to him, but he did not expect that the young man's reaction at this time made him unable to help but feel his blood rising again.
The young man raised his eyes and looked at him, and then he spat it out with a "啕" sound. What he spat out was all water, and there seemed to be a small fish in it.
Seeing this scene, Wan Tong's natural conditioned reflex couldn't help but vomit too, but what he spit out was red blood!
As a result, the two of them were squatting and the other was kneeling. You took a mouthful, I took a mouthful, a mouthful of water, and a mouthful of blood, and they vomited at each other.
The conscience of heaven and earth, Shao Xi really didn't mean it. His stomach is very bloated now. If you don't let him vomit, you will have to hold him to death.
no way! I was really full from drinking just now.
Wan Tong then vomited. Firstly, the injury was very serious and the blood was rising. As a result, he became angry again when he saw Shao Xi's questioning of him. Secondly, vomiting was as contagious as yawning. , watching others vomit will make you want to vomit yourself.
The result was that Shao Xi spit out saliva, and Wantong spit out blood. If the two of them kept spitting like this, Shao Xi would be able to avenge Ruan Haoyang without even having to do anything.
After vomiting for a while, Shao Xi felt that he had almost vomited, and he felt a lot better. He finally took a breath, but the person opposite seemed to be just the opposite. The more he vomited, the more uncomfortable he became!
Shao Xi didn't bother to pay attention to him. He just left a half-dead man there, and it would be too late to pick him up later when he was free.
Looking at Ruan Haoyang in front of him, Shao Xi's heart felt like it was being twisted with a knife! A handsome, elegant, gentle and jade-like young man, a swordsman with great martial arts skills and excellent swordsmanship, has now met such a miserable end.
Under the light blue brocade robe full of tears, there were scars and blood all over his body.
The two torn wounds on his shoulders were so deep that the bones were visible, his face was pale, his lips were purple, and his eyes were slowly starting to blur. Shao Xi knew that no one could save him at this time.
How cruel is it that a friend who has only known each other for two days, a friend who has the same interests and is a close friend of his, will have to watch him die slowly in front of his own eyes?
The two of them had just met each other, just got to know each other, and were just about to pour out their full words to each other, when such a tragic thing happened.
A person who suffered a similar fate to himself had just found his own happiness, but was robbed of everything he owned by this sudden disaster.
Shao Xi felt unwilling and angry for him. What had he done wrong? What did his father do wrong? Why should he be hunted down and killed for no reason like this?
Where is the justice in this world? Where is the morality? Why do good people always get bullied by evil people? Is it just because they are kind?
Shao Xi took Ruan Haoyang's hand, lowered his head and asked him gently: "Brother Ruan, how are you? Can you hear me?"
Ruan Haoyang reluctantly blinked his eyes, and Shao Xi understood that Ruan Haoyang was still conscious at this time, but it seemed that he was already a little blurry.
Looking up at the people on the boat who were still busy rescuing Ye Zhiqiu, Shao Xi knew that they might not see each other for the last time.
Shao Xi held back the tears in his eyes and asked softly, "Do you have anything else to explain?"
Ruan Haoyang gently raised his eyelids and glanced at the top of Shao Xi's head. Shao Xi followed Ruan Haoyang's gaze and looked at Fangting's roof. There was a big hole that was penetrated by the fight just now, and there was nothing else. .
Then he thought again, he was looking at the top of his head, maybe that meant that he wanted to check the top of his head, so Shao Xi reached out to touch the bun on Ruan Haoyang's head, pinched it with his hand, and found that there was a Hard ball stuff.
Shao Xi pulled out a wax-sealed copper pill from her bun.
He handed the copper pill to Ruan Haoyang and asked, "Is this it?"
Ruan Haoyang blinked again, and then stared at Shao Xi with his eyes.
After a while, Ruan Haoyang let out a long breath, and the light in his tearful eyes gradually dissipated. He closed his eyes with his last bit of strength, and left Shao Xi, Ye Zhiqiu, and this other party. His extremely cruel world.
Shao Xi didn't know if he felt reluctant to leave before leaving, but Shao Xi knew that he left calmly and with a clear conscience.
Ruan Haoyang is dead. Although this is cruel, it is a fact.
Shao Xi looked up at the people on the boat again. Ye Zhiqiu still hadn't woken up. After all, the two of them could not see each other for the last time, which made the already regretful thing even more regretful, but nothing could be changed.
I wonder if Ruan Haoyang was still calling Ye Zhiqiu's name in his heart before he died? But Shao Xi knew that when Ye Zhiqiu woke up, he would be extremely saddened by the news of Ruan Haoyang's death. Who was responsible for such a tragic thing?
Shao Xi gritted his teeth and turned to look at Wantong who was kneeling not far away. His eyes were gloomy and cold, as if he was looking at a dead person.
