The setting sun is like fire, and the hot weather is so stuffy that people can't breathe.
This is a wilderness, and randomness appears in this wilderness, on an old road that has been abandoned for a long time.
Although the old road is abandoned and old, there are traces of the weeds being rolled down. These are the traces of wheels. It is obvious that vehicles passed by here not long ago.
Facing the sunset and walking slowly along the car tracks, you will always find human traces if you keep walking like this.
He didn't go far, and he heard the sound of people just three miles away. Then he saw the carriage and the people, and then stopped.
At dusk, on the old road, next to the stopped carriage, there were two corpses, a couple seriously injured and lying on the ground, and a pair of beauties in palace clothes.
Something interesting seems to be happening here.
He stopped at will, stood aside silently, and quietly looked at the interesting things in front of him...
"It's...it's you. The Cockscomb Man and the Black-faced Lord dared to go and come back. It was you who asked them to come back. Is that right?"
The person who spoke was a handsome young man. Even though he was wearing coarse linen clothes and his body was stained with blood red, his peerless appearance could not be concealed. To anyone, such a person should be beaten to death with one slap.
He has always been such a stingy person, but obviously there is no need for him to take action. It seems that the man will not live long.
"You only know now, isn't it too late?!"
The person who answered was a graceful woman dressed in white, with long hair like clouds. Her voice is soft, charming, soul-stirring, yet cold, ruthless, and terrifying.
Her appearance is indescribable, she is unparalleled in beauty, her appearance is stunning, her temperament is extraordinary, and she is so holy that she is not a human being in this world.
But that beautiful and holy face, like a fairy, seems to have a kind of intimidating power.
No matter how ugly a man is, or how beautiful a woman is, if they lose their confidence and pride, they will never be attractive.
I have seen many proud people, and I have also seen many beautiful and proud women, but I have never seen such a proud and confident woman.
She seems to be relegated to a high place and cannot be looked up to. She is dressed in a snow-white and embroidered palace dress, which makes people feel more chic and unattainable. It seems that no one in the world can reject her, as if no one can say "no" to her!
Young Master Pianpian's eyes were split open and he shouted loudly: "You...why do you do this? You...why are you so cruel?"
The beauty in palace clothes said: "Towards a cruel person, I will be ten times more cruel than him."
The young master's wife prayed: "Grand Palace Master, all this is my fault, you... you can't blame him."
The voice of the beauty in palace clothes suddenly became as cold as frost, and she said every word: "You still dare to speak?"
The woman trembled: "I...I..."
The beauty in palace clothes said coldly: "You... you are fine... you can die now!"
After saying that, there was a palm wind!
The woman, who was already seriously injured, slowly closed her eyes at this moment.
"Yue Slave! You can't die... you can't die..."
With a random frown, he seemed to know who was in front of him... Jiang Feng, Hua Yuenu, Lianxing, and Yao Yue.
Jiang Feng stood up. He seemed to want to go over and hug Hua Yuenu's body; but just as he stood up, he was knocked to the ground by another strong wind.
Jiang Feng said in a trembling voice: "I never ask for help, now... now I beg you... to invite the Moon Palace Master, I just want to die with Yue Slave."
The Lord of Yaoyue Palace said: "You can't even think of touching a finger of hers!"
Jiang Feng stared at her and suddenly laughed crazily... In the midst of the wild laughter, he could no longer support his body and could only look at his deceased wife. The wild laughter gradually weakened and finally disappeared.
Lianxing looked at the two dead people and couldn't move for a long time. The breeze blew her hair... After a long time, she said softly: "They are dead... They are finally dead, what about us?"
She suddenly rushed in front of Yao Yue and shouted, "Where are we? They are dead, what about us?"
Yao Yue's face was frosty, she seemed indifferent and didn't care, she just said coldly: "Shut up!"
Lian Xing hissed: "I can't hold my tongue, I have to say it! If you want me not to say anything, I..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden "pop" and he was slapped on the face.
Lian Xing was beaten and took a few steps back. He put his hand on his face and said, "You... you... you..."
Yao Yue said: "You only know that they hate me, but do you know how much I hate him? I hate him so much that my heart bleeds!"
Lian Xing suddenly saw Yao Yue's arm with its sleeves rolled up. The crystal jade arm was actually covered with blood spots.
"This...this is..."
"This is the eye of a needle. After he left, I... I hated... I hated it so much that I could only prick myself with needles, every day and night... Only in this way can I alleviate the pain in my heart. Do you know this? Do you know that I How much do you hate him?"
Her cold voice actually became excited and trembling.
Seeing this, Ran Yi couldn't help but sigh softly.
It was precisely because of this sigh that the two sisters noticed him!
Yaoyue and Lianxing were both stunned for a moment. When they looked around, they saw someone!
They had no idea when this person came or how long he had been here. They didn't expect there was anyone else here.
Yao Yue's eyes turned, like two cold bolts of lightning, passing over a distance of ten feet, and finally stopped on Ran Ran's face. She didn't say anything, she just gave him a cold look, and her eyes followed Ran Ran.
Then a crystal-clear Qianqiansu hand was raised, and a palm was slapped towards Anyan's chest.
With the force of the palm, I saw that from head to chest, there was no movement, but the body moved and floated back.
Yao Yue didn't notice this retreat at all. The palm force was gone, the wind blew loudly, and the wind from the palm pressed down on a piece of grass and bowed her head.
She looked at the man in disbelief... If the random appearance had only slightly surprised Yao Yue before, then his airy avoidance of her palm had already shocked Yao Yue.
Randomly said: "I..."
Before he finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows, and Yao Yue's whole body seemed to be riding the wind, flying over again with great speed.
Her eyes became colder.
Yao Yue swept out and waved her hand to send out a burst of true energy. This true energy was instantly dissolved into nothingness with a flick of his hand.
Yao Yue raised her hand and struck a palm again, this time the attack was faster and more ruthless. But what she didn't expect was that before she could land her palm, the man also took out a palm.
Yao Yue sneered at the corner of her mouth, and made a series of strange moves in her palms. She neither used the skill of "moving flowers to catch jade" nor used a killer move, but her palm movements were erratic and unpredictable.
However, any one palm is as powerful as the sky and geography, and all the phenomena are dense; the changes of this palm are mysterious, as numerous as the stars, and the power is as fast as flying light, so that with just one stroke of the palm, it can defeat the moon messenger. Eleven palm moves.
No one expected that things would be like this, and no one expected that this person's palm skills would be so incredible.
Yaoyue also didn't expect that she would be hit in the chest by his palm.
She didn't even expect that even though she was protected by her true energy, the man actually dispersed her protective energy with a palm. Not only was she hit in the chest, but she was also knocked away by the palm and fainted.
The person flew out and fell to the ground, and a gust of wind blew by, blowing on the two people who were still standing, as if to tell them that everything in front of them was not an illusion.
Lian Xing's flexible eyes were full of disbelief and he couldn't imagine it.
Randomly glancing at the fainted Yao Yue, Lian Xing immediately stood in front of her sister, stared with beautiful eyes, and said in a voiceless voice: "You...who are you?"
No matter who takes one look at her, they will be shocked by her beauty, but those who see her can't help but feel pity for her.
The long sleeves and floor-length skirt could not hide the disability of her left hand and left foot.
