Xie Huansheng

Desperately.

——All those who fought desperately with him were all dead.Dead ones are like pieces of out-of-season duck feathers, worthless.

So when Xie Huansheng saw him, he turned around and ran away without even thinking about it.

A good devil, no matter how he escapes, he is still in front of him, as if the earth has turned around and sent the same evil star.

Such a quick skill is like a silent urging talisman, which is enough to make people frightened.

Xie Huansheng's throat felt cold, as if he had swallowed a mouthful of salt water, and he couldn't make a sound, his almond eyes opened wide, and cold sweat piled up his cheeks one by one.

Xie Huansheng, oh Xie Huansheng, you unlucky son of a bitch!It's not enough for me to be unlucky, I have to drag my sixth brother to suffer together!

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☆, 25

At the other end of the woods, Quan Renma was shocked by the news of Taiguzi's death, and returned overnight.

The nine-star city-burning demon army was divided into two groups, one led by Yao Ya and Miao Que, entered the city to snatch Jin Chanzi;

Liu Chuxuan was seriously injured before healed, while Tan Chuduan took the lead, sweeping the dust with his fly whisk, his "laughing wine" out of the scabbard behind his back, rushing across the water, chopping the road with his lone sword, showing the true qualities of a great master of a generation.

Sen Li's eyes flashed, and he rushed towards him like an evil spirit, he raised his arms, and saw two sections of snow-white water sleeves billowing like whips and vines, even more like claws choking the throat, stirring up sword shadows one after another.

Tan Chuduan was surprised inwardly, so he flicked his wrist, turning the whisk into a sluggish force to urge the front to come out again, when he blocked the opponent's fierce attack, he stepped off the horse lightly with lost wind and shadowy steps.

Sen Li smiled: "Yo, what a handsome old man!"

Tan Chuduan: "Tsk, I think I had countless suitors when I was young, and you are only of average beauty, let alone—" There was a cry in the sky, but the white silk was tilted, and several cold sword lights were splashed out, like daggers piercing up and down Swimming, tearing apart every inch. "I'm not interested in men!"

With a sudden roar, Sen Lishui's sleeves swirled and danced like a sound, one swept down the soles of the feet, and the other struck at the heart.

Tan Chuduan's dusty tail curls lightly, his continuous sword intent outlines and provokes, his movements are light and heavy, his moves are clear and flowing, he can change freely, his thin and elegant posture is like a wild crane riding on clouds, sliding to meet the gap, his footsteps are fixed, and he has already stepped on it leisurely.

On the other side, in order to help his senior brother break through, Liu Chuxuan suppressed his injuries, raised his sword and entered the battle, fighting with one opponent, and using his moves well, he looked vigorous and capable with ease.

Seeing this, Yanbao roared his spear, and rushed into the battle.

For a moment, the two sides were inseparable from each other.

After the middle of the night, Liu Chuxuan's injuries could not be restrained, and they erupted like a flood in an instant.With a miserable howl, the spear pierced through the chest, Yanbao's eyes became more murderous, and with a twist of his wrist, he threw him into the muddy water.

"Junior brother!" Tan Chuduan was furious, and made a series of fierce moves, while repelling Sen Li, he quickly parried the spear that came again.Sen Li's long-sleeved ghost danced, attacking from behind.Tan Chuduan was hit by the enemy, and fell into crisis.

When all the disciples saw Dashijiang going, they inevitably lost their fighting spirit, and they were in a state of slumping thousands of miles. In a short while, more than half of them were killed or injured.

Extreme trend, extreme battle, Tan Chuduan vowed never to retreat, vowed never to lose, unyielding body, flawless sword, resist evil power!

The two generals looked at each other, the same killing intent and cruelty intersected, and the offensive became more and more violent. In an instant, one shot and one drill pierced through both ribs!

At the same time that Tan Chu's mouth was splashed with blood, he bit the silver spear with all his strength with his fly whisk, and hung upside down with his other hand, piercing Sen Li's chest with his sword.

Liu Chuxuan exclaimed heartbroken: "Senior brother!" He tried to get up, but was trampled under the feet of Yanbao's gravity, his breastbone was shattered, and he was dying.

The wind and rain are frivolous, speeding up the passing of life.

The cold wave is beautiful, reflecting a cool blood.

Sen Li's eyes became even more crazy, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he smiled coldly: "Old Taoist, I'd like to see whether you are more handsome when you are crying or more handsome when you are smiling!"

Tan Chuduan laughed loudly: "Of course you have to laugh even if you die!" Concentrated, the two soldiers escaped!

The monstrous blood bloomed a tree of chilling red flowers.

Empty of strength, exhausted of energy, confusion of will, distraction of mind, step by step of confusion, as if walking towards the abyss of death.Tan Chuduan blocked his body with his sword, his arms fell down weakly, it was already difficult for him to fight again.

Yan Bao snorted coldly: "Old Dao, your junior brother is still waiting for you on the road, hurry up!" With a movement of his feet, he shook his spear and stabbed.

The tip of the gun was pressed to the chest, but a low and angry shout was heard from the outside: "Presumptuous!"

With a clank, let go!

Everyone was amazed, and looked up one after another, only to see a red gauze floating like smoke in the distance, a Zen staff, a piece of phallus, and a shadow of a monk.

Every step is the knocking of a Zen stick, and every step is the slowly murderous intent from the downcast and compassionate eyes.

"Monk, report your name!"

"You don't deserve to hear it!" Fahai swiped his Zen stick, and Vajra glared at the demon general, "Ordinary people have made mistakes, but they can turn around and come back. The evil spirits will kill them, and there is no chance of reincarnation!"

Sen Li laughed loudly: "Monk Po, if you talk big, it's hard to keep the ashes!"

Fa Hai didn't care whether the ashes should be fed to fish or fertile soil, he turned around and untied the gun and threw them towards the top of the forest.

It aroused everyone's surprise and suspicion: Is this going to be done without arms?

But he saw the golden silk and red silk cassock slowly covering the demon soldiers like a net.

All of a sudden, the sound of death came one after another, and the lives under the vestments were desperately pulsating and struggling frantically, and soon there was no sound.

Yan Bao didn't feel panicked, but calmly said: "Small tricks!"

Fahai's dark eyes stared at him, sharp and sharp, and immediately showed the half-smile expression that Xie Huansheng hated the most: "Vulnerable, yet delusional about troubled times!"

When Yanbao heard this, he immediately became furious, pulled out his gun and attacked him.Fa Hai held his back with one hand, blocked it with a hard face, and the two soldiers handed over, only one stroke, and there was a huge difference in strength.Yan Bao stared at Fa Hai's thin arm in panic, how could he expect such an ordinary limb to burst out with infinite and terrifying divine power. When he retreated hastily, the sore pain came from his wrist continuously.

Sen Li's eyes widened, and he was about to make a move, but Fa Hai took the first step. His slender fingers suddenly opened, Yuan Ning's fingertips, Yan Bao reacted slightly, but he was covered with calluses like five steel pliers. fingers around the neck.

That Yan leopard was originally a wild leopard that was biochemically produced by flames, and it belonged to the cat family. If he grabbed it like that, it would be obediently immobile immediately.

Tan Chuduan kneeled on the ground, vomiting blood and couldn't stop laughing: "Stupid! I'm so stupid!"

Yanbao's chest felt cold, heavy, and hot again, and the piercing sound of flesh and blood being torn apart came from his ears in a trance.When he lowered his head, he was surprised to see a piece of Zen stick protruding out of his chest, stabbing a huge blood hole in his body that would undoubtedly lead to death.

After the cold, heavy, hot skin sensation, and the ear-piercing sound of cracking silk, the pain spread from the wound to the whole body.

Then there is death, a dead end.His death was so short that it made people want to shed tears of bitterness.

Within two moments of entering the battle, Fa Hai was swept away and cut off countless lives.

But is it enough?Of course not enough.

Sen Li could almost see a big "kill" written on his face evenly and forcefully.And the way he fights is more like a mountain villager wielding a spear and wandering in the old forest, slaughtering tigers and stabbing pigs.

Terrible!

Sen Lishui swung his sleeves, and retreated.

Before leaving, don't forget to say "Old Taoist, we will meet again!"

Tan Chuduan hugged his junior brother's body and sighed: "Goodbye, goodbye, it's better to miss you!"

☆, 26

The wind and rain run through Hedu from ten sides, and the magic knife is startled and there is no way forward.

In the face of desperation, Xie Huansheng knew that the way forward was cut off, and he held his breath in his chest, waiting to go: "The majestic leader of an army is still relying on a yellow-haired boy, an ignorant and useless scum!"

Danbeile turned around abruptly, his face was plain but weathered, and his eyes were indifferent but full of arrogance.

Suddenly, the light of the sword suddenly appeared, and the flames and flames shrouded all directions, just like a red dragon breaking through the bank and leaving the customs, Zhu Rong appeared in the world.

Xie Huan stretched out his angry palms one after another, Yu Lanjun's movement was like a tide, his brothers joined hands and cooperated seamlessly.

After several tricks, Xie Huansheng and Yu Lanjun were injured one after another.Standing in the rain, Danbeile pointed at the thunder in the sky with his long and narrow saber, which affected the changes of the situation, and then cut across the sky.

At the time of the crisis, Xie Huansheng came to Yu Lanjun in a flash, gathered nine yuan of strength in one palm, and fought back fearlessly.

When the two phases exploded, Xie Huansheng was severely injured, with blood splattered like injections, and shouted angrily: "It is an unforgivable crime to steal my sixth brother's moves! Sixth brother! Use your thunder and lightning to cut him! "

Hearing the words, Mr. Yu Lan jumped up, his feet touched the top of the tree one by one, and he entered the dome and transformed into a dragon, causing thunder and thunder to explode in the sky.

At the same time, Xie Huansheng slammed the ground with his palm, and instantly the ground in the forest split into several huge moats. Water waterfalls burst out and converged into a huge current, which merged with the purple electric current that was drawn in the sky, and flowed endlessly towards Danbaile. attack.

Danbeile does not dodge or dodge, moves his two fingers quickly, and the flaming knife spins like wings to protect his body, absorbing the power of the two dragons for his own use, cutting off the cloud and mud!

Lord Yu Lan was the first to bear the brunt of the attack, and immediately turned around, falling into the dust like a broken body.

Danbelle raised his sword and praised the attack.

Xie Huansheng had no other thoughts in his mind, but he saw the eagerness to protect his brother, his flesh and blood body stood up to block, and the long knife pierced his body!

The blood splattered on the soil, and instantly dispersed, and a lot of fire lotus blossomed out.

The blood is hot, the sword is bright, and the life is pale.

Danbeile picked up the man in the air and raised his palm to kill him.

Suddenly there was a loud roar from the sky, a long iron rod like drinking the aurora swung away from the palm of the hand with a mighty force.

Danbelle let out a series of thunderous sneers: "It's just in time, let's reincarnate together!"

Wukong stood tall and proud, drawing the limit of the ground, and was extremely angry: "If you dare to touch him, I will kill you a hundred times!"

Danbeile swung his sword, his eyes were full of arrogance, and his eyebrows were full of solemnity: "Kill me, who will give you the chance?"

When the words are on the ground, the battle sounds.

Wukong Shenghua Peiyun, with a fierce style, and Danbeile's magic sword is capable, and he is forced to kill with moves.The power of swallowing the world, the power of slaughtering demons, stir up the dust and smoke of Bagai to make waves, frightening the surroundings and darkening the sky.

Wind, reincarnation of heaven and earth, rain, cold light.

Wukong caught a glimpse of Xie Huansheng fainting and dying, Yu Lanjun was seriously injured and unable to recover, Xiaoqing and Jin Chanzi were flustered, their hearts fluttered and their sticks swung, and the attack became more fierce.

Danbeile uses moves to detect moves, captures the opponent's way, the knife moves up and down, quickly transforms into a maze, traps the enemy in an invisible jeopardy, and kills.

Surprised by the opponent's intention, Wukong looked up to the sky and slapped the Dinghaishen needle into the ground, pointing to the ground and reciting the mantra. Immediately, the atmosphere was solemn and the Buddha's light filled his eyes. Wukong shouted "Get up!" and the Dinghaishen needle broke through the ground. , Like a arrow piercing the sky, defeating the formation with one strike.

But Yu Lanjun exclaimed, "Wukong, don't fall for it!"

As soon as the words fell, the knife array repaired automatically, and the bubbling Buddha's light was absorbed like bait, and the two forces of the Buddha and the demon immediately clashed, and the people in the array were backlashed!

Dan Beile raised his eyebrows and moved his body, and he had already darted towards Jin Chanzi.

Wukong was so anxious that he didn't care about the deep wounds in his five internal organs and his body was stained with blood. He raised his strength again and wanted to fight for his life.

Just at this time, the wind and rain stopped suddenly, and the auspicious atmosphere descended from the sky, and the holy atmosphere immediately enveloped the earth, purifying the blood and filth.

Dambell was startled: "Who? Show up!"

But a Chipeng bird flapped its wings and flew over, its blazing feathers fell like rain, and had already taken the five people away, while the holy flower on the top of the cloud was still as bright as the sun, soft and peaceful.

Danbeile put the knife back into the sheath, and plunged into the soil with a bang: "It's you, but the trouble!"

But a clear and clear voice came down from the top of the cloud like a morning bell: "The holy bone is in the capital of the Nine Suns Dynasty, and I allow you to raise troops to attack."

"Seeking skins from tigers is beyond self-control!"

"Haha," but Feng Bo chuckled, "Who is the tiger?"

☆, 27

But the turbulent dragon sees the beginning but does not see the end.

When Wukong woke up, he had already left with Chipengniao, and only left a house in Yikun Mountain for a few people to cultivate.

The name of the house is Santanzhai.There is a big book on the couplet: You are paralyzed, I am paralyzed, he is also paralyzed, the heart is paralyzed, the face is paralyzed, and the face is paralyzed.

Under the sun, Wukong smiled at the gate: It can be seen that the evil lady has not escaped from her lair!

But, he is paralyzed in everything but not in the face.

Two days later, the facial paralysis really came.

It is Fahai.

Before exchanging pleasantries, Fahai said, "Qianzun asked me to protect you."

Wukong nodded his thanks, and hurriedly took the person into the door.

It happened that Xiaoqing came out carrying a basin of dirty clothes, lowered her head, and hurried to the river, just in time to bump into Fa Hai.The four eyes are facing each other. "It's you bald donkey!"

Wukong was slapped several times in the battle that night, his thoughts turned slowly, and he forgot the entanglement between the two of them for a moment.When she came back to her senses, Xiaoqing had already sent out a palm.

Fa Hai hastily responded, the two phases were shocked, and he was knocked out with a whoosh.

Wukong yelled anxiously, "Xiaoqing stop!" She had already thrown the washtub, and chased after her like a moth, even ten horses could not pull her back.

Next is the battle between the prodigal girls and the bald-headed sea.

Not much to say.

In short, the celestial grass that had been raised for 120 years to save lives was gone, the persimmon tree had its head cut off, and the budding orange blossoms were blooming everywhere, which was terrible.

Fahai was cornered and there was no way to retreat, so he wrapped a Buddhist bead around Xiaoqing's wrist: "Don't make trouble, let me explain."

The woman naturally said: "I don't listen, I don't listen, I just don't listen..."

Gotta.

She broke free quickly and continued her offensive. She shot very hard and landed on Fa Hai with only three points left.Fa Hai's shape shifted, his palm was blown with wind, it looked powerful, but he didn't actually hit the target.

The two grabbed each other and turned into five leaders, six six nine, you shoot one, I shoot one, we all pick Tianqi.

Wukong was holding two broken flower pots in his hands, secretly saddened: The evil fat man is alone, and he is completely unconscious, and he will still fall into a coma in the room.These two young people didn't care about his old man's safety, they were in full swing for self-care.It's really where in life we ​​don't meet, meet, elders suffer, and separation, elders suffer.

He put the two flower pots on the ground, followed Xie Huansheng's example, collapsed on the recliner with a dejected expression, and drank herbal tea.

The battle in the courtyard was raging, Yu Lanjun kicked the door to beat Xie Huansheng out of the room, his whole body was covered with bandages, bloated, like a snowman with a pointed face.He shouted at the two of them: "Don't stop!"

Among them, Mr. Yu Lan was recognized as having a good personality, and he seldom got angry. Hearing his smug words, the two of them stopped immediately, bowed their heads and went their separate ways.

Wu Kong turned his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

Yu Lanjun shook his head dejectedly: "It's no use blaming me for not waking up."

However, five days have passed...

Wukong rolled and got off the chair, went up and patted him: "Don't be discouraged, don't you see that you have cured me? I blame the devil for being too aggressive. If not, I will go to the West Paradise Go to Master Avalokitesvara!"

Lord Yu Lan said: "The internal injury is no longer a serious problem, and it's not too hard. It's hard to say that it will be fine if you lie down for a few more days-you go and have a look?"

Wukong has already entered lightly.

Yu Lanjun changed the medicine, leaned on the chest of drawers to pack the medicine box, turned around and saw Wukong sitting by the bed, staring at Xie Huansheng without saying a word, couldn't help laughing and said, "Hey, I'm worried about you again."

Wukong murmured to himself: "Why are you so skinny?" pinched his face, "You've lost your neck."

As soon as the words came out, Xie Huansheng immediately opened his eyes as if struck by lightning: "I already have a neck!"

Wukong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he patted his thigh and said, "I just woke up now!"

Yu Lanjun silently stuffed plums into his mouth, knocked the medicine box against the table, clattered and swept in the rest of the bottles, and then rushed out the door.

Xie Huansheng smiled a bit angrily: "Yeah, young people just can't hold their breath, maybe they think we are going to cheat."

Wukong said sternly: "You swear when you open your eyes!"

Xie Huansheng took his hand to cover his mouth: "I'm wrong again—" His eyes fluttered, his voice lowered an octave, and he said cautiously, "Are you still angry with me?"

Wukong pulled out his hand and tapped him on the forehead: "Of course I am angry, Old Sun. Who told you that you are so stupid and blind!"

Xie Huan bounced his legs twice with a smile, then calmed down suddenly, and said seriously: "Akong, my good brother, I will never lie to you again, no matter what you do, don't ignore me! I'm afraid of boredom!"

Wukong nodded solemnly: "Yeah." After a while, he said, "You have a good rest, I'm going out—" Let Xie Huansheng grab his sleeves: "Don't go, stay with us again... If something goes wrong, I'll be fine. It’s not a good confession.”

Wukong was angry: "Another nonsense--"

Xie Huansheng continued to joke indifferently: "Just kneel down on your big iron rod, I understand and I understand! You are the wind and I am sand, you are the kitchen knife and I am the melon."

When it was time for dinner, Xie Huansheng insisted on eating at the table—his principle of life is not to be hungry.Wukong lifted him onto the round table like a pile.

The dinner atmosphere was very eerie.Xiaoqing bared her teeth with red eyes all the time, Fahai's face was full of red and purple, and there were grooves drawn by fingernails and pits punched by fists everywhere, but it didn't hurt or make mistakes, and she ate Xiaoqing without complaint or regret. do the dishes.

Xie Huansheng happily ate the food, his eyes gleamed at the couple, and he admired in his heart: Fa Hai, although he looks confused and like a goose, he really has a way of dealing with women.Back then, he came to a conclusion after suffering countless defeats at the hands of Huansha women, that is, in any dispute, no matter who is right or wrong between a man and a woman, once the woman gets angry, the man must accept it and be willing to suffer, and it is best to get bruised all over his body and be fascinated. Ejue, to gain peace of mind.This set of theoretical Fahai is effortless in practice, and it is natural.

Thinking about it like this, he picked up another piece of scrambled eggs, and put Xiaoqing's chopsticks on the way: "How many pieces are there? Put them back! Didn't you hear Alan say that you should eat more liquid food!"

Holding up his chopsticks, he defended: "It's just a piece of egg, don't take his anger on my head."

"I care about your physical and mental health—"

"My whole body can be stewed into a pot of Shiquan Dabu soup, and my body and mind are healthy..."

"It's for your own good anyway, it's up to you to listen or not!"

Xie Huansheng rolled his eyes: Can I not listen?

Wukong picked up a bowl of soup, put it in front of him, and chimed in: "Xiaoqing is right, drink soup, drink soup!"

Lord Yu Lan said: "Hey hey hey, big brother finally went to the ground to have a meal with us, everyone should be happy."

"Just him! Drink!" Xiaoqing didn't listen at all, she threw knives in her eyes, straight into Fahai, missing nothing.The latter covered his face with a bowl and resisted silently. "He won't touch oil and water and thinned into bacon, so he deserves death!"

"Speaking of which, when will there be meat? When I opened my eyes, I wanted to eat fried rice with bacon." Xie Huansheng tried his best to smooth things over.

Xiaoqing put down her chopsticks and ran away angrily.

"You stay here to wash the dishes!" Yu Lanjun pushed away the rice bowl, and slashed at Fahai again very unkindly.

"Oh."

"After washing the dishes, come clean up the yard with me." Wukong said mercifully.

"…..good."

"And the reclining chair under the porch, let me dry the blanket on it." Xie Huansheng then assigned the task.

"...the sun goes down."

"Are you making me breathe fire?"

"it is good."

"There's more... Take Xiaoqing to cut wood tomorrow morning!"

"This…."

Everyone dispersed in a rush. First, Yu Lanjun shot out the door with smoke from his feet, almost blowing away two dishes. Jin Chanzi and Fa Hai.

Fa Hai sighed towards the bowl.

Jin Chanzi jumped off the stool, crawled into his back and gave him a few thumps like tickling a tiger: "Don't be sad, my Tangyuan brother will teach you to wash the dishes!"

Fa Hai couldn't help laughing: "I will."

"Then I will accompany you!"

"it is good."

to the backyard.Fahai took two buckets of water from the well and poured them into a large washbasin. The dishes were piled up in a pile, and they were lifted up one by one to scrub.Jin Chanzi found a small washbasin from the kitchen, and imitated him and rubbed it.

Fahai began to sweat gradually, and wiped his forehead: "Do you usually study?"

Jin Chanzi said: "Auntie moved three times, and she didn't read seriously, but my uncle gave me a lot of books, and it was difficult to read the characters in the books. But my aunt said that when Uncle Yuan recovered from his illness, he would send me to school."

Fa Hai praised: "Well, you are the star of Wenqu, you must study hard in the future."

Jin Chanzi blinked and said, "Uncle, is Auntie having a bad temper?"

Fa Hai was slightly taken aback, looking at the mulberry tree in the distance with his dark eyes, and said calmly, "No, your aunt is fine."

"Uncle!" Jin Chanzi dropped the bowl, leaned over and pushed him twice.

"Ok?"

"What do you usually do?"

Fahai put down a bowl, lowered his eyes and said, "I am a monk."

"Then—" Jin Chanzi opened his eyes wide, "Do you know martial arts?"

"Let's meet a little..."

"Then are you as good as A Kong?"

"Not that great."

Jin Chanzi's eyes lit up like a flame, overjoyed, he hugged his arm and shook it back and forth: "He won't teach me, can you teach me martial arts?"

Fa Hai turned his head and stared at Jin Chanzi. Although his face was flat, his eyes were as clear, cool and gentle as the well water where watermelons are soaked in summer.

Jin Chanzi twisted his body and begged, "Is that all right?"

"it is good."

"Then will you make kites and windmills for me to play like Uncle Que?" Jin Chanzi said anxiously.

"it is good."

"Don't you just say yes?"

Fa Hai touched his head: "Yes."

☆, 28

Autumn came very fast this year.As quickly as overnight, a thin cold fog appeared on the mountain.

Boundless autumn colors.

Autumn colors always make Xie Shangzi feel sad.

Because autumn is the reflection of death.

The beauty of autumn colors comes from death.

Two new graves were added on Songshan Mountain.

Xie Shangzi chose an evening to go to the mountain to pay his respects.After sunset, Taoist temples closed their doors one by one, and pilgrims poured down the mountain one after another to worship and pray, leaving a few lively silhouettes in the sunset.

There are two soil bags behind Liu Chuxuan's tombstone.One was larger, for his body, and one smaller, for his sword.

He loved swords all his life.

His sword is called Cicada Snow.

One is a short-lived object, and the other is a scene of death, both of which are lifeless and hasty images.

Xie Shangzi stroked the inscription lightly and long with his fingers, and brushed off a few fallen leaves that were half withered yellow and half spicy green.The fallen leaves carried his sadness and drifted into the ground.

But he heard someone calling him: "Shang'er."

He turned his head and saw Tan Chuduan.Tan Chuduan flicked all the way to the tomb, but only uttered three words: "Are you okay?"

Xie Shangzi smiled wryly: "It's nothing wrong."

Tan Chuduan smiled: "Hey, your master's life is so fast, it seems to be washed away by a rain."

Xie Shangzi's throat was astringent, he stuck his neck and said, "It's all me..."

Tan Chuduan raised his hand and tried it on the corner of his eyes: "Your master said when he was young: 'I would rather die in blood than sit and die, and use my sword to wash away the waves of the world. Why should I be in a hurry in this life.' This trip also suits him. Don't kneel here for a long time, you will be easily blinded by the wind."

Xie Shangzi stood up and shook his sword heavily: "Master and Uncle Fifth, I will take back my life sooner or later!"

"Your sword is heavy."

"What is the difference between a weightless sword and an embroidery needle in a boudoir?"

"Haha!" Tan Chuduan smiled sadly, "The sword of Fengliu is also heavy, what's wrong with the world."

Xie Shangzi was facing the stele, and swore: "I will bring Danbaile's head with me when I come back next time!"

He will leave after speaking.

Tan Chuduan was alone facing Dufen, a trace of sadness swept over his heart, but it was also mixed with relief: "Junior brother, the child has grown up, you can go with peace of mind."

The evening wind sings slightly, like a sigh falling on the grave, in the deep forest Xiwei.Tan Chuduan brushed off the red leaves all over his body, turned and returned.

Halfway through the journey, a hurricane suddenly hit the face, and the yellow leaves rustled all over the place, dancing like ghosts.

"Demon energy!" Tan Chuduan pulled out his whisk and slammed it down in the air.The cluster of fallen leaves split into two strands in a blink of an eye, flying close to each other like locusts crossing the field.

Tan Chuduan came out again with his whisk, enveloping the air in all directions, forming a cloud of air to shield him, and at the same time his star eyes were sharp, watching the surroundings, and shouted in a deep voice: "Who is here?"

"Old Daoist, we meet again!"

With a shrill sound, a trail as white as snow was forced out, and it flew into the line of sight sharply and dipped in the bright and clean moonlight.

Tan Chuduan folded his wrist, wrapped the whisk around the hilt of the sword behind him, drew the blade out of the sheath, swirled and stabbed, and instantly shattered in vain.

The laughter in the night wind became even wilder.If the broken water sleeve has the ability to regenerate, it will flow out like a spring, hitting the two heavy points of Tou Nan and Xin Shu.

Tan Chuduan stepped on the wood, his body turned like a bucket, and at the same time as he stepped on a white drill, the sword peak bent steeply, caught the next drill, pulled close to him, and forced the sneak attacker out. "Heaven and earth, why is it you again!"

"It's not that enemies don't get together," Sen Li said with a contemptuous smile, "The body that has been severely injured is even more charming!"

After Tan Chuduan heard it, he felt that there was an embarrassment in his life for no reason, and he wanted to vomit, so he lifted his leg on his knee and kicked it, Leng Feng nodded alertly.Sen Li was intoxicated with "beauty", and he didn't pretend to be on guard, and within a few moves, he became popular.

Tan Chuduan waved his whisk in a graceful manner, his sword edge slanted slightly, and his cold light flickered: "Mo boy, you underestimate my aesthetics too much!"

Hearing this, Sen Li became furious from embarrassment, screamed, his water sleeves danced wildly, combining reality and reality, seemingly fast but slow, and aimed at the two old wounds on his ribs.

Tan Chuduan was ill, not as agile as in the past, following left and right branches, after narrowly avoiding a blow, he suddenly saw a white shadow sweeping away, hit his left rib.Although the water sleeve is a soft thing, under Senli's dexterous and powerful control, it is like a knife that can cut flesh to the bone.Tan Chuduan's Qi and blood stagnated, and when he staggered back, he couldn't help vomiting blood.

The blood color is heavy, it can be seen that the internal organs have been injured.

Sen Li was easy to get complacent, and wrapped his arms around his waist, and the two of them put their noses together, really... Tan Chuduan turned his head away, unable to bear to look directly at him! "Devil, have you heard of the word shame?"

"I'm an ignorant and shameless devil, how would I know? But you can teach me, I will definitely learn it very hard!" He began to tap acupuncture points, making the old man look like a big white crane that had been anesthetized, his face pale, the corners of his mouth twitching, Xiumei furrowed her brows tightly, she was about to kill with her arms tied, she only wanted to die quickly, and she kept yelling: "Oh! Arrogant boy, I am a showman, not a body!" Cocoon flicked open the clothing: "The forest is so big, even if you break your throat, no one will come to rescue you!"

Then have a blast.

The author has something to say: well, I'm happy with my meat....

☆, 29

When Yan Sanlang stepped into the Baiying Hall, Danbeile's face was so cold that icicles would ooze out.

Yan Sanlang always had a quick mind, and he was able to deduce thousands of meanings from the monotonous expressions of the demon head.

Danbelle's attitude revealed two pieces of information.First, the action failed.Second, after returning from the defeat, Yao Ya was there first, and immediately ran up to him and whispered in his ears.

Saburo and Yaoya had disliked each other a long time ago.Yao Ya dreamed of grabbing Yan Sanlang's long hair and kicking him off. At the same time, Yan Sanlang wished he could pluck all his shiny black feathers and let him fly from the top of Mount Tai.This point, Nine Stars Burning City, including Danbeile, is clear about it.In fact, in this struggle for power between the two of them, Dan Belle also asked himself: Is Yao Ya inferior to San Lang?The answer is that Yao Ya is no worse than Saburo.The two of them, both in terms of intelligence and martial arts, are brothers. They are indispensable ministers of the humerus in the army. Even among the five generals, Yan Sanlang was the last to join the organization.But he is also a capricious devil, who pays attention to the eyesight in everything-so Yan Sanlang, who is more eye-catching, can be said to be on the rise, and he sat on the position of deputy devil head smoothly.

Of course Yaoya knew what the master meant, he knew the master better than Yan Sanlang, who was more than three hundred years younger.But he was still unconvinced, and secretly competed with that silly wild goose, and even himself.In order to consolidate his position, Yan Sanlang had to work hard a few times.When the two confronted each other, it was naturally Danbelle who benefited.

On the surface, Danbelle remained calm, but in his heart he was beautiful.

Yan Sanlang knelt down on one knee, saluted decently, and asked as if nothing happened: "My lord, what do you want me for?"

Dambell was too lazy to act with him, and squinted and said, "I know all about your crap."

Of course Yan Sanlang was not surprised, he held his neck high, and said like a martyr: "This subordinate has neglected his duty, but it is up to him to deal with it."

Danbelle looked at him with cold eyebrows and cold eyes for a long time, then laughed out loud: "Okay, boy, you are quite proud." After speaking, he walked around him one after another.

Yan Sanlang was a little flustered.

Dambell had been kind to him.But applying the word benevolence to a demon is like describing a chicken as beautiful as a flower, it is simply absurd and absurd.

No matter how kind Danbele is, he is still a demon.

Yan Sanlang thought of Miaoque's two fingers stuck by the pool of blood.

So he, Yan Sanlang, who was not even surprised by Ling Yun, was still in shock.

Dambell slapped him in vain.Pat on the shoulder.The strength is neither light nor heavy, and there is still a little warmth in the palm.

He relaxed.

Danbeile said slowly: "If you feel embarrassed, I allow you to stay out of the matter and no longer get involved in this matter. This matter... Yao Ya will handle it for you."

He's going to freeze him.

If this were to be replaced by Yao Ya, the hairs would fly out of fright.But he couldn't ask for it.Carefully replied: "Thank you, my lord."

Danbelle snorted coldly, moved his face closer, put his chin on his shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Remember, this is the most. When I find out that you are helping them, I will expose your skin!"

Saburo lowered his eyelids and said, "Yes."

"roll."

He rolled out of the hole smoothly.

Walk all the way.

It turned out that you can go to the elder brother and the sixth younger brother, and it would be good to join up with Xie Shangzi.But there was nowhere to go at the moment, and none of them wanted to see him.

Lonely, walking alone.

There are still two swords as companions, not bad.

Came to a village.A dilapidated and bloody village.

The magic soldier had just left not long ago.

Familiar smell, clear technique.

The ground is full of mud and soup, all businesses are not prosperous, and thousands of lives depend on one or two hot pots, waiting to be fed.Beside the low wall that had just been erected, there were two or three broken mats, filled with empty shells, thin bones, waxy skin and withered skin, each of them was on the verge of death to survive, doomed.