There was blood flowing down there, a lot of it... Dongfang Bubai's face didn't seem to change much, even though his chest was stained red, even though the blood was dripping on the grass...
His steps still didn't stop, and his face still faced that gently.
Blood surged from Dongfang Bubai's throat and he was extremely injured. If it had been anyone else, he would have died a long time ago, but he dragged his dead body back to the small building.
Very slowly, I walked back.
"Brother Lian...Brother Lian, Brother Lian...Brother Lian..."
The blood soaked his clothes. He threw himself on the soft bed, and the blood soaked there as well.
Yang Lianting saw him and said angrily: "You usually boast about your martial arts skills, but now why can't you even deal with one person!"
Dongfang Bubai said with difficulty: "I...I was careless...I...I didn't know him...his sword..."
Yang Lianting still said angrily: "Where did he get the sword?"
Dongfang Bubai said: "He...if he has a sword, I...I won't be careless, but if he...if he really has a sword in his hand, I am not his opponent. I have tried my best, and he His martial arts...his swordsmanship is really great."
Yang Lianting shouted angrily: "Aren't you the best in the world? Aren't you the best in martial arts? Why, why can't you be his opponent? You lied to me, you lied to me."
Dongfang Bubai smiled slightly, still so 'gentle', gentle without any pain. He turned around and said: "I...I'm about to die. I want to ask you something..."
His voice was very slow and increasingly difficult. It was already a miracle that he was still alive and talking.
There was no expression on Yi Ran's face, and he said calmly: "I will let him go."
Dongfang Bubai smiled and said: "Thank you..."
After all, the other word "thank you" was not uttered by him. He closed his eyes and died.
He looked at the corpse for a long time, then looked at Yang Lianting...
"You said it, you promised him, you said you would let me go."
"I regretted it!"
Under Yang Lianting's horrified gaze, a blood flower burst out from between his eyebrows.
People are dead again, but such people will not look at them twice.
I remember that there is also the "Sunflower Book" in Dongfang Bubai's clothes, but I have not taken it out and have no intention of destroying it. It might be interesting to keep it.
Walking towards the dressing table, a plant is being cultivated next to the bronze mirror.
The fire of the snowy mountains is exactly what anyone is looking for.
…
The strong wind blows out from the break, and the clouds and mist blow against the face with the wind.
From the stone gate to the Chengde Hall, and then from the Chengde Hall to the lower cliff, the Sun and Moon God Sect, which had once fought against the so-called famous sect, was destroyed overnight.
Ranran was in a good mood, and his steps began to become a little frivolous again. He still looked that arrogant and domineering, except for the bragging.
Things about Heimuya will not be hidden from anyone, because there is no way to hide it from anyone. Ever since we got to Heimuya and went down to Heimuya, countless news began to spread in the martial arts world.
Walking down from the cliff, you can see a path winding between river stalls, and there is a Taoist waiting there. He seems to have been waiting for a long time.
"We haven't seen each other in a year."
The Taoist spoke softly.
Randomly said: "Yes, this is the only time this year that I come out to meet people."
The Taoist said: "When I was a child, I asked you how you can tell whether a person is good or bad."
Ranyi smiled and said: "I will answer you then, you can't tell whether a person is good or bad."
The Taoist sighed: "Yes, your answer surprised me at that time. I also asked you: If you want to distinguish between good people and bad people, what method should you use?"
Randomly said: "I tell you, I won't distinguish."
The Taoist sighed again: "At that time, I just thought you were young and ignorant, but I taught you to keep your heart."
Ranran smiled again and said, "Yes, I did it."
The Taoist looked at him deeply for a long time...slowly shaking his head and saying, "But I never thought you would be like this."
Randomly said: "This is good."
The Taoist suddenly asked: "How can you be happy?"
He nodded casually: "I'm not in a bad mood."
The Taoist said: "You still want to live like this..."
Randomly said: "If no one comes to provoke me."
The Taoist glared and said, "Who dares to provoke you in this world today?"
Ranran smiled and said: "That's good, isn't it? But I still have to kill someone."
The Taoist shouted softly: "Who else do you want to kill?"
Ranyi said calmly: "Huashan, Yue Buqun!"
The Taoist stared at him again and asked, "Killing him will make you happier?"
He shook his head and said, "No, but if I don't kill him, I won't be in a good mood."
The Taoist said: "So he deserves to die."
Nodding randomly: "Yes!"
The Taoist didn't speak any more, he turned around and walked away...not just walking, but running, running, and in the end everyone was flying. Maybe he really didn't want to face this person.
Ranran chuckled and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to see you again in the future."
…
On October 25th, late at night, the moonlight was like a mirror.
The moonlight was shining in from the window, shining on the green gauze tent in front of the bed. In the moonlight, the green gauze tent looked like clouds and mist, and there seemed to be a figure in the clouds and mist.
It was windy and rainy last night, but tonight there is no wind or rain, and the moonlight is bright and clear.
Yue Buqun has been practicing Qi, swordsmanship, martial arts, and evil-repelling sword manuals every day for these days. Nowadays, the entire world is in fear, and almost everyone in the world is living in fear.
Especially for him, his life was more frightening than other people's. He almost couldn't sleep at night and had trouble sleeping and eating. Only practicing the 'Evil Sword Manual' could calm him down.
People in the world today are afraid of that person, precisely because they are afraid that that person will suddenly come and kill them.
Yue Buqun was naturally afraid too. He had no reason not to be afraid of that person, and he was more afraid than others.
There was only one light in the room, and the dim light shone on his face, which was much cleaner... Then he opened his shining eyes. Although he was a little frightened, he seemed to be uncontrollably excited.
Yue Buqun got off the bed, and there was his sword on the table in the room. Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew by, and he immediately drew his sword. The light of the sword was as brilliant as the sun, but as beautiful as the light of a toad on the bright moon.
The sword energy was released at this moment, the sword light flashed across, and the bead curtains one foot away fell off one after another. With a burst of sound, the room returned to silence.
The sword was still in his hand, but his eyes seemed to have lost the excitement and became more frightened.
"Your martial arts have improved a lot."
He turned around, swung his sword, and delivered it.
When I turned around, I saw the sword light... a beautiful sword light, a peerless swordsmanship, a ruthless sword!
Even though Yue Buqun was extremely horrified, he drew out his sword with all his strength. He struck out with all his strength, and the sword light met the sword light!
As soon as the two swords touched and the sword light flashed, Yue Buqun fell down. However, the sword was not seen again in the room, and the person who drew the sword was not seen again. It seemed as if there was no one there without the sword!
Where have people gone?
