Return to the Forsaken Pond.
Yang Ya heard Lu Ran talking, so he also went to see the flowers.
Looking around, I saw a different kind of "flower".
In the pear forest, there were two purple clouds, which suddenly rose and then extinguished.
It was obvious that someone was fighting somewhere in the forest. The owner of Ziqiyun wanted to run away, but he didn't.
Yang Ya stood up suddenly, clenching his fists.
In the forest, several more women's shouts were heard.
Yang Ya straightened his clothes and straightened his hair, and his voice became deeper.
"I'll come as soon as I go."
Looking back at Lu Ran, Lu Ran responded with a smile: "Since it is a battle plan, there will always be some changes."
The two had no choice but to shout behind them.
What Lu Ran said was: "Just kill him!"
What about Hui Huan?
"Come back alive!"
Yang Ya didn't even look back, like a hungry wolf, he burrowed into the pear forest.
After Yang Ya left, he returned to Huan and asked, "You are a bit cruel. Asking him to kill that woman is cutting off the roots of love, isn't it?"
Lu Ran frowned and asked in confusion: "What? Isn't it because his hands are itchy and he needs to stretch his muscles?"
Hui Huan was dumbfounded: "You didn't listen carefully to what we just said, did you? That purple air cloud is the unique Teng Yun that Yang Ya likes about that little lady!"
Lu Ran snorted and exclaimed: "That's going to be troublesome. Then tell me, will Yang Ya listen to me? Will he kill the person he likes?"
Hui Huan sighed, and both of them fell silent.
For a long time, the two of them spoke in unison.
"Let's look at the pear blossoms."
In the pear forest, Yang Ya walked very fast for a while, and then hesitated for a while.
His mood was the same.
Like someone's mood.
Before and after, back and forth.
Yang Ya had never been so distressed as he was today, and he didn't want to think too much. Among thousands of thoughts, he sorted out the most critical one.
——He wanted to save this woman’s life.
——I don’t want her to be buried in the hands of others.
Yang Ya took out the [Demon Gourd] and muttered three times: I want to save her, I want to save her, I want to save her.
[Demon Gourd] Stretched out his mouth and sucked two mouthfuls of Yang Ya's blood.
Yang Ya took out a red pill and swallowed it in one gulp.
[Become a Demon·Kui Lang]
This is one of the few types of demon transformations he has learned that can still maintain sanity.
After transforming into a demon, Yang Ya quickly approached the target.
There is no other reason. Monsters are more pure than humans and will not hesitate or think wildly.
Three times faster.
In front of me, there were three people confronting each other.
Qu BiLi, wearing a dragon's beard and purple gauze bunt, is already scarred, but still has enough strength to fight.
Another girl, two or three years younger than her, was wearing a plum red satin skirt. According to the [Futu] information, her name was Qu Zhongren.
Her injuries were serious and she was a little unsteady when standing.
Opposite him was a tall man with a high nose, thick eyebrows and wide lips, wearing a robe with a grid pattern and a white jade tiger crown on his head.
[Name: Yuyu Village]
[Level: Red Immortal]
[Zongmen: Shooting the Tiger Gate]
[Magic Weapon: Shooting Tiger Thousand Liang Dao, Grade Divine Weapon]
[Overall evaluation: Level 13]
This is a strong enemy.
Qu Farewell, level 12, Qu Zhongyi, level 11. The two of them worked together and did not pose any threat to Yuyu Village.
Yang Ya is only at level eleven. After transforming into a demon, he can only add one level at most.
But Yang Ya wouldn't think about this. He just saw the Yu Yu village chief's sword swinging again and slashing at the seriously injured Qu Zhongren.
Shehuhu Qianliang Dao has a handle of three feet and six inches, a blade of one foot and five inches, and a saw-toothed blade.
The sword was swung out, as if a layer of golden color spread out, and then there was a roar of a tiger, the sound and waves were synchronized, startling everyone everywhere.
Such a domineering sword was swung at a girl who had almost lost the power to resist.
Yang Ya raised his hand, put the eleven-section dragon riding whip on it, and flicked it away.
The huge force still knocked the man away, and he didn't stop until he hit a tree.
Qu saw that the visitor seemed familiar, but did not recognize Yang Ya immediately.
Seeing someone coming to save her, she didn't know why and wanted to check on her sister. She was so panicked that she burst into tears.
"If you want to go see her, go and see her quickly! I'm here!"
Yang Ya shouted, little did he know that crying is a woman's most powerful killing move.
All I knew was that my heart felt hot, my whole body was hot, and my throat felt as uncomfortable as burning.
In my mouth, I suddenly felt very thirsty.
I want to kill someone to quench my thirst.
A shrill and decisive wolf howl sounded, Kui Lang Yang Ya raised his sharp claws and fangs, and rushed towards Yu Yu Village.
Yu Yucun did not expect that a Red Immortal who did not protect himself but came to save others would appear during this time period.
After calming down and seeing that it was just an eleventh-level demon fairy, I breathed a sigh of relief again.
Shooting a tiger with a thousand swords, shooting a tiger to capture a wolf, he is naturally restrained against this kind of demon.
Yu Yucun looked at the position of the wolf's head and slashed it down with one strike without thinking.
The golden color spread, and Yu Yucun narrowed his eyes, waiting for the tiger to roar and the wolf's head to fall to the ground.
However, a gust of fishy wind passed by, and the golden color suddenly dispersed, and blood spread on his face, shoulders, throat, arms, chest, and thighs one by one.
Shoot the tiger?
Who shoots the tiger?
Yang Ya shoots the tiger.
Yang Ya sipped the blood from his mouth and sighed: "It didn't quench my thirst at all."
Yu Yucun staggered back a few steps, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"How can this be……"
"I'm a thirteenth-level magic weapon, and he's an eleventh-level demon immortal. We were defeated in one move?"
"Why?"
The speaking speed gradually slowed down and the voice gradually became quieter.
"I...I just...want to...enjoy...at the last moment..."
"Female...female...taste...taste..."
"The taste of Futu..."
Wounds all over his body burst out, and Yu Yucun knelt down and died.
The last thirty-five Red Immortals are one less.
"The taste? Isn't the taste of a woman very uncomfortable?"
Yang Ya was very puzzled. Seeing that this person was dead, he was about to leave, but his feet didn't obey his orders, so he walked towards Qubieli step by step.
Over there, Qu respectively held the person in the song, the two sisters, with four traces of tears, hugging each other and crying.
Seeing Yang Ya coming, Qu Bielie quickly stood up, bowed and saluted: "Thank you, Master, for saving me."
Yang Ya didn't know what to say, but when he saw her raising her heartbroken face, he felt a feeling that he had never felt before in his heart.
A sour feeling rushed from the abdomen to the chest, and finally rushed to the nose.
At this time, Qu Zhongren, who was seriously injured and unable to get up, also tried to sit up and thank Yang Ya.
Yang Ya waved his hand and found that the woman's face was somewhat similar to that of Qu Bieji and Qu Zhongyi who was killed by him. He couldn't help but ask: "Are you sisters?"
The two sisters looked at each other and nodded.
"What about...the man who played the flute before?"
Hearing Yang Ya's question, Qu Bielie was stunned for a moment, then seemed to remember something, widened his eyes and stared at Yang Ya.
But didn't say a word.
She already recognized Yang Ya.
Yang Ya's eyes changed completely when he saw her.
In the past, these eyes were as clear as the water of a hidden lake, as clear and bright as the bright moon in the lake.
Even when he was being chased, he was not covered with any impurities.
But now, those bloodshot pupils were suddenly filled with something very familiar to Yang Ya.
hatred.
She already recognized Yang Ya.
Yang Ya didn't dare to look at her, or the monster in her eyes, and lowered his head.
"That man... is our eldest brother, but... but... he is already... dead..."
The song hesitantly tells the truth.
Yang Ya let out a wolf howl, taking a step back with unspeakable sadness.
It turned out that they were just brothers. Yang Ya felt mixed emotions again.
And Qubieli finally closed his eyes.
He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and squeezed out a sentence through his teeth.
"Thank you very much for this young master's second rescue, but please come back, young master. In this [Futu], we sisters dare not ask for care from others."
She emphasized both "secondary rescue" and "care".
Yang Ya lowered his head, pulled off the [Demon Transformation Gourd], said hello in a low voice, turned around and left.
After walking less than ten steps, I suddenly heard the sound of someone kneeling down behind me, followed by a soft sob.
Yang Ya paused and stopped.
There are two choices in front of me. First, ignore it, just walk away and forget all about it.
Second, he turned around and went back to comfort and apologize, but he also knew that doing so would only add more pain.
Because in [Bu Tu], this woman is going to die eventually.
I have to face this reality eventually.
Yang Ya stood in the pear forest for a long time. During the painful hesitation, he smelled the fragrance of flowers.
He thought of Lu Ran's words.
He looked up at the pear tree in front of him.
There were two or three flowers that were easily blown down by the wind.
However, this tree full of pear blossoms will eventually fall and turn into soil under our feet, right?
Yang Ya stretched out his hand to catch one, put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully. It had a slight bitter taste.
"Then just listen to the captain and kill her."
Yang Ya turned around and held the dragon horse whip in his hand, preparing to end the relationship with Zhongyi.
In front of his eyes, there was suddenly some strange liquid pouring in.
Na Qujie knelt in front of the thinner body of the person in the song, hugged her head, pressed it against her face, and pressed against her chest, with tears all over her face.
The man in the song just died without making a sound.
She was probably the only one left in their team of four.
He probably won't live long.
It is better to die in my hands than to die in other people's hands, that way you will suffer less pain.
Yang Ya hardened his heart and took a step forward.
In the pear forest, someone suddenly shouted loudly.
"Look at the sword!"
A young man also wearing white handed over a sword from one side.
Although it was a sneak attack, Yang Ya was reminded loudly.
This sword, holding seven or eight sword flowers on his arm in the night when the pear blossoms are stronger than the snow, is really beautiful.
He didn't target Yang Ya's vital points. This man's sword and swordsmanship were very upright.
"Damn it, Rika! I've already seen it!"
Yang Ya sent the dragon horse whip that he had already held in his hand to where the sword flower came from.
[Bamboo Breaking Potential].
I heard the young man scream, and there was a huge hole in his body. He fell sideways into a pear tree and died like this.
Yang Ya didn't even look at his [Futu] message.
He took another step forward.
The bloody dragon riding whip was back in his hand.
At this time, the visual distance between the two people was less than five steps.
"Why come back?"
Qu Biejie lowered his eyes, his face expressionless, but he had already held his piano in his hand.
As soon as the string moves, he will fight with this half-demon boy to lose his last bit of strength.
"Why come back?"
Yang Ya was stunned and asked himself a question.
"Why did you save me?"
Qu asked again.
"Why should I save you?"
"Yes, since you are going to kill me in the end, why did you save me in the first place?"
"I……"
Yang Ya had never said a few words to a woman in his life. Unexpectedly, he couldn't answer a word at this point.
Unexpectedly, the woman smiled sadly and said: "If I ask you these questions now, how can you know the answers? If you can live, think about it slowly. As long as you can live, there will always be a day you can think of. ,Right?"
Yang Ya was speechless, still thinking about why.
"Let me play one last song..." The woman smiled and said, "When the music is about to end, you start..."
Yang Ya asked back: "Why? Why is it near the end?"
The woman's eyes were like the sharpest sword in the world, and she looked directly at Yang Ya again: "Because you haven't heard the ending. One day, you will look for the ending. When you look for the ending, you will think of me. In this [Float], who should be killed, not killed? At least, you have saved my life, life, and I will give it back to you now."
"Don't... I don't understand the music!" Yang Ya stretched out his hand to stop her.
But as soon as the woman closed her eyes, the sound of the piano was already floating.
[Yan Yan Yu Feiqu].
Yang Ya really couldn't understand it. When the first note entered his ears, he felt a splitting headache.
He endured it and half-heard it, wishing he could smash his head open.
"Stop playing!"
"Stop playing!"
"Stop playing! I don't know where this song is, it's almost the end!"
At this moment, Qu Biele opened his eyes and glanced at Yang Ya.
Those eyes as clear as a hidden lake.
The woman nodded, giving Yang Ya a clear signal.
Yang Ya roared wildly and chopped down a pear tree in front of him with a whip.
"But, I don't want to remember you!"
Yang bared his fangs and bit his lip until it bled.
If you show your fangs, you will kill someone.
My name is Yang Ya.
If you show your fangs, you will kill someone.
And those parting eyes, calm and firm, are like a big stone that has sunk into the lake and can only sink to the deepest point.
Yang Ya closed his eyes and threw out the silver whip in his hand as quickly as possible.
What he was thinking was that when he heard that sound, he turned around and ran away, then ran back to the abandoned pond, plunged into it, and forgot all that had just happened.
However, this sound was a bit strange.
It seems that he stabbed not a person but a tree.
He opened his eyes in disbelief.
There was a young man with eyes like stars, holding a big sword like a tree trunk in his hand, standing in front of Naqu Biere.
"Yang Ya, you don't have to kill her, she might not die."
Lu Ran blinked at Yang Ya, showing a pair of very white teeth, and said with a smile.
Some people died, but not completely...
