Murong Qiudi is a real woman, a woman among women.
This is just a small inn, so the bed is cold and hard, but when there is such a woman sleeping next to you, you will not feel cold and hard, only infinite tenderness.
After taking a breath, she slowly sat up and opened the small window.
Outside the window, the moonlight cast a silvery glow all over the ground, and also on her beautiful face.
"Why don't you ask me why you do this?"
"I thought you were trying to kill me."
"Can I kill you?"
"You can't do it!"
She turned back and looked directly at Random. Her eyes were clearer and more beautiful than the moonlight, but there was a strange sarcasm in her voice as she said, "You are really smart. It seems like nothing can be hidden from you."
Ranran said calmly: "Since I didn't refuse, then I will spare his life."
Murong Qiudi looked at him and smiled sweetly: "It would be great if the person I met fifteen years ago was you."
Ranyi said calmly: "You couldn't have met me fifteen years ago."
Murong Qiudi sighed softly and said, "I know you want to kill Xie Xiaofeng, so why don't you reject me."
Ranyi smiled and said: "Because I am a man, it is really difficult to refuse a woman like you."
Murong Qiudi sneered: "Are all men like this?"
Ranyi smiled and said, "Yes, all men are like that."
Her voice was sarcastic again: "Then what do you think of women?"
Randomly said: "Women are crazier than men, and many women are scarier than men. You hate Xie Xiaofeng and want him to die, but when others want to touch Xie Xiaofeng, you will be angry. If you want him to die, you will have to die. in the hands."
Murong Qiudi said softly: "You know everything..."
Randomly said: "Actually, you can't kill Xie Xiaofeng at all. You know it yourself, but you don't want to admit it."
Murong Qiudi walked back to the bed. The man's eyes had not been opened. She didn't know whether he was awake or talking in his sleep. Lying on the bed again, neither of them did anything extra.
They had no feelings, not at all. It was just a deal between the two of them, a deal that no one knew about.
…
The remaining autumn of November.
The sun shines on the red maple leaves, and the entire maple forest seems to be burning.
Crow, Murong Qiudi, and Tie Kaicheng all followed him into the maple forest, and then stopped together with his footsteps.
Random is very quiet. Not only is he quiet, he is also very cold. There is a kind of indifference and loneliness that goes deep into the bones. Every swordsman has murderous intent before the sword fight, but he does not.
He just had a kind of peace that was incomprehensible.
Crow couldn't help but ask: "Only their winner is qualified to challenge you?"
Randomly said: "Yes!"
The crow asked again: "Who will win."
Ranran said without hesitation: "Yan Shisan!"
Crow said: "Are you so sure? What if Xie Xiaofeng wins?"
Randomly said: "I will not fight Xie Xiaofeng, he has never been worthy! If he wins, he must die."
He would have done it long ago to kill Xie Xiaofeng, so Crow asked in confusion: "Why?"
He turned his head arbitrarily and looked at him: "Because he made me look embarrassed and I lost face. He still wants to live?"
The crow was speechless. Murong Qiudi chuckled and said, "So Xie Xiaofeng must lose, right? If he wins, you will definitely kill him."
He nodded casually and said: "Yes, he will definitely die if he wins. Even the King of Heaven can't save him."
Murong Qiudi murmured: "Maybe he can indeed die."
That kind of worry, that kind of care for Xie Xiaofeng, she seemed to have faded a lot, as if his death was not an unacceptable thing.
Murong Qiudi originally thought that she would be frightened for him, but she didn't seem to be... Thinking of this, she smiled, and her smile was extremely touching.
Tie Kaicheng arrived last night. He hasn't spoken a word. Perhaps he is also the one with the least peace of mind among the four. He really wanted to see Yan Shisan again, and at this moment, he did see him.
A pressing murderous aura, like a gust of wind that could freeze one's bones, blew in from outside the maple forest.
A black figure has appeared among the red leaves on the mountain.
With dark clothes and a dark scabbard, the person walked very slowly, but did not stop. They could all see that even if death was waiting for him in front, he would never stop.
Tie Kaicheng stared at this man. He wanted to say a few words to him, but he also knew that it was not the right time now.
Yan Shisan arrived, and then there was another rustling of footsteps...
No longer dirty and smelly, but the most fitting clothes, the most decent attire. In his hand is a black scabbard and an elegant sword quill. This is the sword from two hundred years ago. Xie Xiaofeng has finally arrived.
Xie Xiaofeng's steps were faster, and Yan Shisan's steps seemed slower, but their footsteps were also very light and they stopped at the same time.
They all saw the other four people in the forest, but it seemed that they were not in their eyes.
"Xie Xiaofeng?"
"Yan Shisan?"
With only one question, the two of them had confirmed each other. This was their first sentence.
Xie Xiaofeng suddenly said again: "You will definitely wait, right?"
Yan Shisan also said: "Are you also able to wait?"
Xie Xiaofeng said: "Yes!"
They are waiting for oversights, waiting for flaws.
Yan Shisan sighed and said, "It's a pity that this kind of opportunity will never appear."
Xie Xiaofeng nodded and admitted.
Yan Shisan sighed again and said, "Since there won't be an opportunity, the two of us shouldn't continue to wait like idiots."
Xie Xiaofeng said: "You are right, why should we wait any longer."
As soon as the words fell, at this moment, two astonishing murderous auras between heaven and earth seemed to collide...
Wu Wu, Tie Kaicheng, and Murong Qiudi couldn't help but widen their eyes...
A "choking" sound!
The two sounds were like one, and the two swords were unsheathed at the same time. No one could see the movement of their swords, and their swords suddenly flew out like lightning.
The sword has been thrust out!
There was still a long distance between Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Shisan, but after their swords were thrust out, the distance between them was instantly erased.
At this moment, their bodies seemed to have lost weight. The sound of footsteps disappeared and the distance disappeared. Only the two immortal swords met together.
"Ding!"
Sparks flew everywhere, the two swords were separated at the touch, and then changes followed.
The sword is as fast as a spark, but changes often occur before the sword's edge. No one can imagine such a change, and no one can cope with such a change.
The flow of sword light produced countless incredible changes... When the two swords touched again, the falling maple leaves were instantly shattered.
There was another crisp sound, and then the sound of gold and iron began to ring incessantly!
