ten steps one kill

Song Yungui's words were like a bucket of cold water being poured on the head of a martial artist.The crowd couldn't help showing hesitation, and whispered: "What do you mean? Is there still an ambush?"

Zhang Duyan spat, and said: "You guys are afraid. The boat is so big and there are only so many people. There is no ambush. It's just a bluff. I think it's better to just throw Song into the sea to save trouble in the future."

Before the words fell, he felt a hand tugging at his shoulder, and he turned his head impatiently, just in time to meet Qi Shun's gaze: "What are you doing?"

Qi Shun's face was as pale as if he was hitting a ghost in the daytime. He raised his trembling fingers, and his voice trembled along with it: "Brother One-Eyed, look...those are not mountains, but boats..."

Following the direction of Qi Shun's finger, those shadows sleeping at the end of the darkness slowly moved.

Zhang Duyan's face also turned black, it turned out that those shadows were not rolling distant mountains, but living creatures floating closer, ships floating on the sea.

There is a whole row of ships, uneven and continuous, like the shadow of a mountain.But if you look closely, there is a sharper outline, with distinct heights and distinct heights. On the pitch-black mast, sails are gradually rising.

The fleet seems to have ended the whole night's sleep, waking up before the dawn, overlooking the world with sleepy eyes.

No matter how difficult it was for the Wulin people to keep calm, they all exclaimed: "That is the fleet of the Shuhai, how dare you use the fleet of the Shuhai to deal with your own people."

Song Yungui's answer came from not far away: "Besides, what kind of common people are you? You are nothing more than a group of tyrants. They don't obey the rules, and they don't obey discipline. But you still call yourself a martial arts, a rivers and lakes. It's really ridiculous. The government hopes that you will die at sea early, so as not to harm this peaceful and prosperous world, I think you might as well obey the will of God and sue yourself."

Everyone said angrily: "You fart!"

Song Yungui just shook his head and sighed: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, if you don't do anything now, you won't be so comfortable later."

As if to confirm his words, the fleet gradually approached, and the silhouette emerged from the field of vision, becoming more and more clearly visible.Those who came were all real warships, with iron-clad keels, high-hanging muzzles, and sharp tips splitting the water, setting off white waves, as if even the sea showed fear and made way for them .

What a powerful spirit, what a solemn majesty.

It was originally a fairy body guarding peace, but it turned into a fierce ghost with teeth and claws.

The world has not yet awakened, but the end of some people is approaching.

Song Yungui's warning was quickly fulfilled, the fleet was still far away, and there were already crowds of people on the side of the boat.The officers and soldiers in brocade clothes lined up, raised their bows and arrows, and the cold arrows tore through the night, crossed the waves, and attacked the deck from all directions.

The Dongfeng Hall members, who had been prepared for a long time, took out their shields from the cabin and formed a line to block them without any injuries.But the team that seized the ship was defenseless. They were exposed to the enemy's attack and were at the mercy of others, without any power to fight back.

"What should we do? What should we do?"

No one can answer this question, even if it takes so much effort to capture a Fuchuan, how can it deal with a menacing fleet.The Wulin people were shocked that their voyage was destined to have no end. The official fleet had long guarded the seaside and was already ready to intercept it. Song Yungui's dealing with them was just to delay some time. He has already made preparations to eradicate all dissidents. In this way, he will have no enemies and no weaknesses. He can trample on chivalry, faith and goodness, rely on power, and act recklessly.

The world will be in chaos. In the face of ambition and conspiracy, they are just a group of insignificant ants.

In a blink of an eye, several people fell down with heavy swords, and the survivors suggested: "Everyone jump into the sea first! Don't die for no reason!"

The Wulin people had no choice but to abandon their plan to seize the ship and jump into the sea instead.Song Yungui stood at the stern of the boat, watching the scene of the enemy fleeing in embarrassment, with a smile on his face, he turned his head and said to the people around him: "Jin Ze, go and kill Duan Changya to prevent future troubles."

Jin Ze couldn't help being stunned: "Master, do you want me to go alone?"

Song Yungui asked back: "Why, don't you dare?"

Jin Ze showed embarrassment, pursed his lips, and said after a moment of silence: "To be honest, in a one-on-one contest, my ability is incomparable with Duan Changya."

Song Yungui did not take it seriously and said: "In terms of martial arts, Duan Changya is indeed superior, but he has a fatal weakness. He is afraid of Liu Hongfeng's life, and Liu Hongfeng is seriously injured and unable to regain his fighting spirit. Smart as you, You should understand what I mean, right?"

Jin Ze was stunned for a moment, but his brows were still wrinkled, obviously still hesitating.

Song Yungui's tone sank: "Don't you want to make contributions? As long as Duan Changya dies, the status he once enjoyed will be yours in the future. But if he is still alive..."

Before Song Yungui could finish speaking, Jin Ze responded loudly, "I'll go right away!" Then he gritted his teeth and sneaked into the darkness.

Leng Jian emerged from the darkness and kissed Liu Hongfeng's neck with lightning speed.

Liu Hongfeng had lost her previous sharpness, like a blind man, exposed to the sword's edge defenselessly.

Seeing that the sneak attack was about to succeed, Duan Changya pressed his shoulders first, threw him to the ground, then turned around and pulled Liu Qian's back, throwing the young man behind his back, while he turned half a circle himself, blocking the attack between the two. in front of the individual.

Duan Changya's movements were fast, but still not as fast as Jin Ze's dark sword. The despicable sneak attacker took advantage of the position, and in the blink of an eye, the life-threatening blade almost touched Duan Changya's throat.

The Tianji Sword was hastily unsheathed, and resisted the opponent's attack from the front. Because it was too late to charge, the blade received too much impact and vibrated in embarrassment.How could Jin Ze let go of such a good opportunity, immediately raised his wrist, and pierced his sword straight through the door, Duan Changya could only retreat, the saber accidentally dropped from his hand in a panic, and fell to his feet.

Jin Ze sneered, and immediately kicked the Tianji Sword away.

The deck was soaked by rain, wet and slippery, Tianjijian was kicked to the edge of the ship, slipped through the broken railing like a snake, fell into the sea, and soon disappeared.

The Duan Clan's family heirloom unexpectedly left its owner at the moment of life and death, and was lost in the vast sea.

Before Duan Changya had time to catch up, he heard Jin Ze shouting: "Surrender to death!" He raised his sharp blade and chopped down.

At the very moment, Liu Hongfeng struggled to stand up, rushed forward recklessly, stopped in front of Duan Changya, drew his sword out of its sheath, and forcibly blocked the blow with Mo Xie sword.

This heavy blow completely knocked Liu Hongfeng to the ground.

His internal energy was completely disordered, and his defensive ability was as fragile as paper. Even if he held the sword with both hands, he was still no match for Jin Ze's strength, and he fell to the ground in embarrassment, his limbs twitching.

Jin Ze saw it and couldn't help laughing out loud: "I've never seen such an overreaching idiot like you."

But Jin Ze's smile immediately froze on his lips, because Liu Hongfeng stood up again unexpectedly.Rao's complexion was as pale as paper, but his white knuckles were still tightly gripping the hilt of the sword.

Jin Ze was stunned, at that moment, he even doubted his own sanity, he thought, could this person really be transformed by ghosts and gods, would he really not die?

Only Liu Hongfeng knew that his posture was just a bluff, his five fingers had already lost all feeling, they were stuck to the hilt of the sword like a puppet, absolutely unable to resist the next blow.He turned his head, and two figures, one tall and one short, were reflected in his blurred vision. He forced himself to speak, and ordered: "Duan Changya, hurry up, and run away with Xiaoqian."

Liu Qian raised her head and shook her head desperately: "I won't go! I won't leave you behind!"

He smiled bitterly and said, "You're stupid, I'm poisonous, I'm going to die anyway, it's not too late."

Another tall and slender shadow walked towards him, pressed his shoulders, and said, "You are the stupidest one."

Then, the shadow rushed up without hesitation.

Liu Hongfeng's vision was already blurry, as if covered by a thick layer of fog, he blinked desperately, staring desperately at the back figure blocking his body, after several times of identification, he finally discerned the strangeness.

Duan Changya didn't even have a sword in his hand, only an empty scabbard, and rushed to Jin Ze.

Jin Ze let out a strange scream in his fury: "Even if you are Duan Changya, how can you beat me with just a scabbard? There is no such good thing in the world!"

Duan Changya answered very flatly: "You might as well give it a try."

Jin Ze looked at Duan Changya, his eyes fixed, his brows were deeply frowned, and the corners of his eyes were too tight to reveal many wrinkles, making him look ten years older. If eyes could kill, Duan Changya would have died hundreds of years ago Second-rate.He just stared at the other party, as if standing in front of him was not a healthy person, but a deformed monster.

As long as the monster is alive, his hatred will never be relieved. He squeezed out fierce words from between his teeth: "I will kill you, I will definitely kill you."

Accompanied by the oath-like words, Jin Ze finally made a move. He did his best, without reservation, and sent out a flurry of sword moves, forcing Duan Changya to retreat again and again, until he retreated in front of Liu Hongfeng and Liu Qian.

Liu Hongfeng crossed Duan Changya's shoulder and stared at the enemy who was just a few feet away. He suddenly realized that the move Jin Ze used was actually the Tianji swordsmanship.

Obviously he was born in Dongfengtang, but Jin Ze used Tianji swordsmanship extremely proficiently. Every move and style seemed to be the result of deliberation. They were all designed for Duan Changya's weaknesses. power.

Liu Hongfeng suddenly remembered Jinze's origin.

There used to be a silk trading firm in the south of the Yangtze River. The owner of the firm was surnamed Jin.However, this boss Jin was instigated by his friends and made a mistake. He exchanged all his wealth into silk goods and shipped them to the southern frontier, intending to make a fortune in a foreign country.The caravan that didn't want to go to the southern border was stopped by the war, and the goods were looted by bandits during the delay.

The tragedy happened about ten years ago. In the flower streets and willow alleys, everyone was talking about Boss Jin's poor luck.Boss Jin has an only son under his knees, who is about the same age as Liu Hongfeng. He pins his hopes for the rest of his life on his only son, and sends his only son to Tianjimen to practice martial arts.He firmly believes that the decline of the Jin family is due to the bad bodyguards, so he hopes that his only son can learn superb martial arts to revive the family business.However, this is just wishful thinking of the parents after all.Tianjimen has gathered many young people from famous families, and the competition is naturally fierce. The only son of the Jin family has no foundation, no talent, let alone the perseverance to endure hardships and stand hard work.

Jin Ze's ineffective son was Jin Ze. He wasted his days in Tianji Gate, wasted years, and after a few years, his parents died of depression, so he left Tianji Gate and worshiped in Dongfeng Hall.Unexpectedly, he got the respect of Song Yungui, who was also a businessman.

The seeds of Jin Ze's jealousy towards Duan Changya had been sown ten years ago.Duan Changya was gifted, favored, aloof, everything that Jin Ze dreamed of all his life, he was born with it.

Thinking of this, Liu Hongfeng felt that Jin Ze was really pathetic, his eyes were red, he no longer concealed his ugliness, and poured out his resentment on Duan Changya.

Compared with Jin Ze, Duan Changya is really innocent, he obviously doesn't know about it, yet he has to bear strange jealousy.The realm of martial arts and Taoism is to be as perfect as possible, to be transcendent.But how can people truly get rid of the shackles of external objects while living in the mundane world?Behind the glory all the way, how many shadows are hidden, I am afraid that even Duan Changya himself cannot count them all.He has no choice but to bear the obstacles and move forward alone.

Liu Hongfeng stared at his back, holding his broken weapon, he had to deal with the fierce pursuit of the opponent while protecting the people behind him, it was not without difficulty.

For the first time, Liu Hongfeng felt sorrow overflowing in his chest, not because of his approaching death, but because of what happened to Duan Changya.He lost his relatives, lost his homeland, and even himself had to leave him.From now on, in the world, no one can see his suffering.

Before he knew it, Liu Hongfeng's eyelids became hot and sore, hot tears came from nowhere, but filled his eye sockets.

Tears swirled in his eyes, washing away the dusk covering his vision. At that moment, his vision suddenly became extremely clear.

He saw the moment Duan Changya shot.

The scabbard in Duan Changya's hand was dark and stewed, without any edge attached, however, it suddenly lit up at that moment.

The scabbard lights up because it borrows light from Kanazawa's sword.

At the moment when the two swords intertwined, Jin Ze showed a dazed look, obviously not aware of what happened.

A crisp sound pierced into his ears, and it was the scabbard in Duan Changya's hand that broke from the center and collapsed into two pieces.

Jin Ze almost shouted, he finally shattered the opponent's weapon and finally ushered in a hearty victory, but his chest was in severe pain, which made his pupils tighten, his face twisted, and his expression changed from confusion to shock.

The edge of his sword grazed Duan Changya's forearm, plunged into the darkness, and ended up in vain, but the half of the scabbard in Duan Changya's hand grabbed his edge, flashed a sharp light, and the sharp side went straight stabbed in his chest.

The left chest is connected to the heart, which is a fatal position. The broken scabbard looks like a broad knife, piercing from the front chest, penetrating to the vest, and sticking out a red blunt blade.

If the heart is pierced by cold iron, even a god will inevitably die.

"Why...by...what..."

Kanazawa moaned and wailed, but eventually lost his strength and fell on his back, his hands and feet twisted into weird shapes, and more blood dripped from his back, covering the nearby decks.

His death is really sad and pathetic.

All living beings have hardships, and it is not easy to live in the world, but if you can't defeat yourself, you can only die humble and crude.

After witnessing everything, Song Yungui became angry from embarrassment, and ordered to the disciples around him: "You all go together! You must take Duan Changya's life!"

However, the elite of Dongfengtang and Tianjimen, a group of people who once swore to swear allegiance to him, showed hesitation at the critical moment, hesitated and shirked, and were unable to move forward.

Duan Changya didn't have the usual white clothes on his body, and his posture was not elegant when he was wet by the rain, but his figure was like a ghost, standing upright in the swaying world, making people dare not approach him.

At that moment, even Song Yungui felt a little afraid.

He thought, could this man be unkillable?Even if he lost his biological parents, his home was destroyed and he had nowhere to go, even if he was driven to a dead end again and again, burned by fire, and swept by waves, Duan Changya still stood in front of him, ready to take away everything he had won.

Song Yungui almost wanted to rush forward himself.

However, before he left, Duan Changya's shadow had disappeared.

Duan Changya threw away the broken scabbard, picked up Liu Hongfeng and Liu Qian, and quickly jumped into the sea.

Liu Hongfeng was almost thrown into the sea.

The sea water was very deep, and the salty taste invaded his throat instantly. He didn't drink a sip of water all night, but his lips and teeth were full of bitterness. He felt as if his internal organs were about to burn.

He tried his best to keep his head out of the water, half-talking to himself: "I'm about to die, why do I have to... suffer this..."

The next moment, Duan Changya grabbed his shoulders firmly.

"You can't die, we have gone through so many difficulties, how can you leave me alone."

Liu Hongfeng couldn't help opening his eyes wide, as if seeing a once-in-a-lifetime spectacle.

He could clearly see the panic on Duan Changya's face, his eyes flickering, his lips stretched into a line, as if he was a different person.

Liu Hongfeng sized him up and asked, "Are you really Duan Changya? You didn't change bodies with the kid, did you?"

Duan Changya frowned, and his dark eyes were filled with anger: "Of course not!"

Liu Hongfeng only felt weak all over, but Duan Changya's fingers were clasped on his shoulders, making his limbs even more rigid. He couldn't help shaking his shoulders and complaining: "You should relax, I'm still panting, isn't it? Immediately died. But you pinched me so hard that I couldn't do it."

Duan Changya was startled, then he let go of the strength in his hand, turned to look around and said: "Let's find a place to stay first."

Liu Hongfeng nodded with difficulty.

The two of them sandwiched a half-conscious kid, and it took some effort to touch the wreckage of the mast where they had just lived.Duan Changya tried his best to grab the log, and lifted the dying Liu Qian onto it.

Liu Qian was stunned by the waves, and floated motionless on the sea. Fortunately, the child was light, and was supported by two adults. Most of his body left the sleep and hung on the log. His chest heaved slightly, and he spit out a few Salivating seawater, the eyeballs rolled a few times under the eyelids, and muttered: "Cho...choke me to death."

After confirming that Liu Qian was not in danger of drowning, Duan Changya immediately turned his head to check Liu Hongfeng's condition.

Liu Hongfeng held the log with one hand, met Duan Changya's gaze, and clearly saw bloodshot eyes.He thought that even a hardened person would inevitably be tired after such a thrilling night.

He sighed softly, and said: "It seems that you are really stupid, in order to save a dying person, throwing away the Tianji sword is really not worth it."

Duan Changya replied without hesitation: "I won't let you die."

Liu Hongfeng shook his head: "I'm afraid you have forgotten that I am already poisoned to death, even if you don't want me to die, it's probably useless."

Duan Changya was silent for a moment, and said: "Some things, even if you know it's useless, you can't help but do it."

This time it was Liu Hongfeng's turn to be stunned. He blinked his wet eyes, arched his lips, and said, "Is it fun to imitate others?"

Duan Changya shook his head, and said: "I don't want to joke with you, save your energy, and don't pass out like that kid."

It was true that Liu Hongfeng didn't have much strength left. He stopped talking and laughing, closed his eyes and breathed out, and adjusted his breathing. After the burning feeling in his body gradually subsided, he suddenly realized that Duan Changya had been supporting his arm at the bottom of the water. , the movement was the same as when he was in the sea of ​​fire the night before, even more gentle and delicate than that time, the forearm wrapped around his waist, and the five fingers were tightly gathered to support his weight, but did not dare to embed it too deeply, As if fear had crushed him.

The feeling on the waist is extremely strange, but it is nostalgic, Liu Hongfeng thought, he has been hated, envied, used, and relied on before, but he has never been so cherished by others.

No one in the world has ever taken his life so seriously.

The place where he was located was right below the Fu Chuan. The hull of the boat was wide and narrow like half a pocket, temporarily protecting them. No matter from above or from a distance, it was difficult to see their whereabouts and launch an offensive.

Apart from him and Duan Changya, there were some surviving martial arts people scattered around, each holding driftwood, and with the cover of the blessing boat, they were able to breathe for a while.

However, the official fleet is gradually approaching, shrinking the encirclement without any haste. If this continues, sooner or later they will be exposed to the opponent's vision, and sooner or later they will become turkeys in the urn, and they will be caught without a fight.

After struggling and resisting several times, they finally came to a dead end.

Liu Hongfeng also gradually fell asleep.

"Don't sleep."

"But I'm so sleepy."

Duan Changya hesitated for a moment, then said, "I can chat with you."

Liu Hongfeng raised her eyebrows: "Did I hear you right? You want to chat with me? Do you want to chat word by word?"

Duan Changya sighed lightly, and there seemed to be a moment of hesitation in his eyes, but he quickly spoke again: "About my madness, you don't want to tell me the real cause, but I have already guessed it."

Liu Hongfeng's heart trembled, he couldn't help suppressing his smile, and asked, "What did you guess?"

Duan Changya said: "My disease is not my innate blood, but poisoning. The person who poisoned me was my grandfather."

Liu Hongfeng's eyes widened in the darkness, he thought, Duan Changya really didn't break his promise, he really dispelled his drowsiness, he was silent for a while in shock, before asking: "How do you know?"

Duan Changya's tone was a little low: "I just suddenly remembered that in my childhood impression, my grandfather was always stern and serious, but when I lived in Pingnan Palace, he was uncharacteristically and offered me candies .”

Liu Hongfeng took a deep breath, and wanted to make up some excuses to prevaricate Duan Changya, but couldn't make it up after searching all over his stomach, so he could only shake his head and sigh: "Oh, why do you need to think about it."

Duan Changya moved his lips, but he didn't make a sound right away. He finally choked up, as if he had exhausted his willpower before continuing: "There is another piece of evidence. Poisons that can induce people to lose their minds are by no means common. My grandmother was born in the Wuji clan, and she was originally a commoner. Because of her natural beauty and beauty, she was favored by King Pingnan, so she married into the palace as a concubine. Now that I think about it, what my grandfather really wanted was probably not a beauty, but a beautiful woman. It must be a rare and unique recipe of witchcraft and poison in southern Xinjiang."

Liu Hongfeng was completely speechless.The reason Duan Changya guessed was also the truth that Aunt Su told. Aunt Su accidentally heard the conspiracy between King Pingnan and Song Yungui. Out of loyalty, she kept silent. Unable to bear it, he confessed the secret buried in his heart.

After Duan Qichang married Princess Pingnan, he told King Pingnan about his ancestor's bloodline's hidden disease.Unexpectedly, King Pingnan took the initiative to encourage the couple to have a son on the grounds that Nangong Jin was pregnant with pure blood.Duan Qichang never dreamed that his beloved wife's father was a ruthless careerist. In order to win the great cause of the world one day, he would even sell his own flesh and blood.

At that time, the Tianji Sect controlled by the Duan family was the No. 1 martial arts sect, not only enjoying a high reputation in the Jianghu, but even gaining the trust of the court.After Pingnan King and Song Yungui formed an alliance, they took advantage of Duan Qichang's love son's eagerness to force him to commit crimes, and dug into this perfect wall.

Duan Changya saw that Liu Hongfeng was silent, so he asked back: "It seems that I guessed right?"

Liu Hongfeng finally sighed, and said: "That's right, your grandfather formed an alliance with Song Yungui ten years ago, and wanted to use your hand to quietly destroy Duan's reputation, and then support Dongfengtang to replace Tianji He didn't expect that the Duan family's position was so stable that they were able to annihilate the criminal evidence and suppress the bloody clothes case with one hand. Therefore, Song Yungui could only continue to lie dormant, expanding the power of Dongfengtang and waiting for good opportunities until the martial arts conference At the right time and place, he repeated his old trick and took the opportunity of going to a banquet with his colleagues to poison you, but I am afraid that even he did not expect that you could wake up with your own will."

Duan Changya finally won the other party's affirmation, but he didn't show the slightest joy. Instead, he lowered his head and said, "But it's still too late for me to wake up."

The dark eyes were covered with a layer of haze, and the resolute and steady face like a sculpture finally became dark, the tip of the nose twitched, and the lips trembled, as if desperately enduring crying.However, there was still a tear that escaped from control and rolled out of the eye socket without authorization.

Liu Hongfeng was dumbfounded.

Of course he remembered that he had spent a lot of effort to finally make this moody person laugh.

He even never imagined that one day, he would actually see this man crying with his own eyes.

A gap finally opened in the tight heart, life came to an end, aspirations were hard to pay off, and all hopes came to naught. In such a long night, Duan Changya finally shed unwilling tears.

Tears are rarer than smiles, and they stop after one drop.

Duan Changya gritted his teeth tightly, swallowing the turbulent emotions back into his stomach, the only tear that escaped from control, fell along the contour of his resolute cheeks, just falling on the back of Liu Hongfeng's hand.

The scalding temperature almost burned a hole in the back of the hand.

For a moment, Liu Hongfeng didn't know how to react.

He could spit out a string of wisecracks, but he never knew how to comfort a weeping person.

The time of walking alone was too long, and he had already forgotten how to hug for warmth.

He has fabricated too many lies, and he has already forgotten how to deliver his sincerity.

If it is said that Duan Changya wasted his life, why not him.He spent ten years avenging Duan's, but in the end he made a wedding dress for someone else.

The tears that Duan Changya shed also moistened his eye sockets at the same time.

His head was frozen along with his limbs, and he stopped turning. He just raised his hand instinctively and reached out to the person who was only a few feet away.Probably because of being burned by tears, his palms trembled uncontrollably, and so did his voice: "God doesn't want to reward you, it's because he's too blind."

Duan Changya was slightly taken aback, and asked, "Then will you reward me?"

Liu Hongfeng was also stunned, then tilted her head slightly, and said, "Yes."

Duan Changya thought for a moment, then changed his words: "But what I want is not a reward, just a reward."

Liu Hongfeng chuckled lightly, and said, "Okay, whatever you say is up to you."

He pursed his frozen lips, then leaned forward, approaching the face that was only a few feet away.

The next moment, Duan Changya held the nape of his neck and pressed down his shoulders involuntarily, eliminating the last trace of distance between the two.

His cheeks were held together, the tip of his lips was occupied by the sudden and vivid touch, and he had no time to think about other things.

Memories of the past flowed into his mind uncontrollably like a river flowing backwards. They were so close that night in Yingge Tower that even their breaths became one, and it was hard to tell each other apart.

At that time, although their skins were close together, their minds were completely opposite to each other, but now it is different, the interlaced ribs are painful, and the thing buried under the chest is throbbing violently, making a thumping sound, gradually stepping on the same The rhythm of each other seems to be bound by an invisible rope, sharing the same joy and pain.

Liu Hongfeng closed her eyes, allowing herself to get lost in the darkness.

There seemed to be sparks flying before his eyes, and the stars were scattered. He seemed to have escaped from the shackles of his sick body and the torment of burning internal organs, floating very high, far away, light and free.

He thought that if this was the situation before his death, he would have nothing to complain about.

Although he was defeated and empty-handed, he at least caught the people around him.

Unexpectedly, the man coughed and pulled away from him, frowning because he was choking on his throat, with a look of pain on his face.

He couldn't help moving his lips, only to realize that there was still a smell of blood in his mouth. It turned out that blood gushed out from the depths of his throat and shared it with the other party with a lingering kiss.

The last time was full of scars, but this time he was poisoned, Liu Hongfeng couldn't help shaking his head, and said: "Oh, your brother Feng thinks he's pretty, and wants to make you feel good, but you always pick the worst time, Where should I put my face?"

Duan Changya wiped his lips with the back of his hand, wiped it boldly, and then said firmly: "I don't mind."

As if to prove his words, he turned Liu Hongfeng's head once again and took the initiative to stick it.

Another suffocating lingering.Only reluctantly let go.

Panting heavily, Liu Hongfeng raised her eyelids to peep at the other party's appearance.His complexion was unstable, and his eyes were foggy, but none of these were as good as the blood stained on his lips.

It turns out that Duan Changya, who looks like a wood carving, has such a style.

Liu Hongfeng couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth, and said, "You're making an inch, do you really think you're a domineering young master?"

Duan Changya shook his head and said, "It's not anymore."

The two smiled at each other.

A pair of light and gentle eyebrows melted into a pair of black and bright eyes.

The deep grievances and enmities between the two were also squeezed away in this smile.

The sky gradually brightened, and the two remained silent, waiting for the slow steps of death.

Liu Hongfeng only felt that he couldn't wait for the enemy to approach, his eyelids started to fight, his whole body seemed to be heavy with lead, and he muttered in an indistinct voice: "Chang Ya, I'm so sleepy..."

Duan Changya shuddered and said, "Don't sleep!"

Liu Hongfeng shook his head slightly, and said: "Now that things have come to an end, let me sleep, we have done our best, now we can finally obey the destiny..."

Duan Changya wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and tried to shake it in his arms: "Don't sleep, someone is here!"

Liu Hongfeng's shoulder was sorely pinched, he glanced at his mouth, and complained: "Even if you want me to stay with you for a while, there's no need to lie."

He was so tired that he almost forgot that Duan Changya was a person who couldn't tell lies.

He was resting in the familiar arms, struggling to open his eyelids, in his blurred vision, there was a bright white pattern, floating in the dark sky, looming, like flocks of white birds spreading their wings, shuttling through the layers Between the clouds, fly freely.

He murmured: "It turns out that it looks like this after returning to the light..."

Duan Changya was still sticking to his ear, and said: "Liu Hongfeng, wake up, this is the sail, someone is coming."

Being called by his name suddenly made him shiver and his eyes widened again.It turned out that he had been sleeping in Duan Changya's arms in a daze just now, looking back with his head up, and the scene of the world was upside down.The stratus clouds he saw were the undulating waves on the sea, and the white birds shuttled in the stratus clouds were white sails riding the wind and waves.

A never-before-seen fleet came from the direction of Yingzhou Island. There were about seven or eight ships, and they approached quickly along the way of Fuchuan.

Different from the weather-beaten blessing boats, the boats in this team are smaller, and each can only carry a dozen people. The brand-new sails glow with bright white light, and they soar along the border of the sky and sea, briskly and swiftly. , like a group of tireless children.

Who, exactly who is going to show up at this moment?

Liu Hongfeng wiped his eyes, and the white sail sailed closer again, and he could already recognize the ripples when the linoleum was shaken by the wind.

Standing on the leading boat was a familiar figure, with long hair tied behind his head, fluttering and falling in the wind like canvas.

Of course Liu Hongfeng remembered this shadow, this person met him on Yingzhou Island, and became acquainted within a day, as if they had a tacit understanding from birth.

If this person hadn't fallen into Song Yungui's trap, suffered the murderous hand of his former companion, and was seriously injured in Nantian Pagoda, he could have returned to his wealthy family and continued to be the second young master of his famous family.

Liu Hongfeng couldn't help opening his eyes wide, and called out, "Qian Fan?"

Duan Changya shook his head and said, "Look carefully, the person here is the owner of Zhujianzhuang."

Liu Hongfeng couldn't hide his astonishment, and once again took a closer look. In the blink of an eye, the distance of the fleet was much closer, enough for him to see the outline of the person coming.

He finally discovered that that person was not Yan Qianfan, but Yan Yuehua.

Yan Yuehua took off the dark crane cloak and put on a light casual robe. The smoky blue fabric was particularly eye-catching. At first glance, it really seemed like a different person.

Liu Hongfeng looked at him carefully, and really saw the shadow of Yan Qianfan in him.Except for the fine lines at the corners of the eyes and the thin cheeks, he and his brother are so similar.

They were originally biological siblings, they should have similar faces and temperaments, but their past experiences separated them too far, and the maintenance of blood was severed by external forces, making them two diametrically opposed people after all.

Liu Hongfeng didn't dare to underestimate Yan Yuehua's palace, and frowned, "Didn't Zhujianzhuang announce that it would withdraw from the arena? Why did it show up at this moment?"

Duan Changya said: "We will know the answer soon."

The boat is flying like flying, and the dots of white sails seem to have really turned into wings, carrying unexpected guests into the battlefield.

Song Yungui was also obviously very surprised. He showed his face from the stern of the boat, looked at the visitor from a distance, and asked, "Master Yan, what do you mean by this? You promised not to participate in martial arts disputes, are you planning to renege on your promise?"

Yan Yuehua also raised her head, met the other party's gaze, and asked back: "Couldn't you be the one who broke your promise first?"

His tone was uncharacteristically arrogant and perverse, which completely overwhelmed the other party's arrogance. Song Yungui's face darkened, and he frowned and said, "So Zhuang Zhu intends to talk to the other party?"