Beautiful junior brother always wants to soften my heart

Qin Suzhou removed Tara's bone fan, and the fan bones sent out one by one with the spiritual power that had settled overnight.

——The first arrow, the left arm of Yingshan Yaofang fell.

The princess' eyes widened with anger, and she set off a huge flame and went straight towards Qin Suzhou.Xiaoman concentrated his strength and raised his sword, narrowly avoiding a catastrophe.But the turbulent soles of his feet did not affect Qin Suzhou's aim.

——The second arrow, Shuangchuanling's right arm fell.

——The third arrow, Qingcheng Jian Wushuang's right leg fell.

When Zhang Gong was about to shoot the fourth arrow, the broken body of the princess suddenly struggled violently, and the flames were dense like raindrops falling from the sky, almost becoming a natural barrier to block Qin Suzhou's shooting range.

To make matters worse, due to the princess's struggle, there was a slight clicking sound from the ice pick that restrained her body, and the cracks covered the smooth ice piece by bit.

Yan Jue suddenly choked out a mouthful of blood, his body swayed, and his feet staggered.

"Yan Jue!" Qin Suzhou called him from a distance, but due to the overwhelming flames, he could only watch.

"Xiaoman! You..." Qin Suzhou turned his head eagerly, but saw Xiaoman looking at him with a paralyzed face.

"Don't even think about it," he interrupted bluntly, "If you care about it, you will be confused. If you have an accident on the way, shall we kill the princess with your head?"

Qin Suzhou: "..."

Yan Jue on the other end heard his senior brother's shout, but just as he had worried before, the newly awakened power was not so easy to control, and his spirit base suffered a backlash, and it screamed like it was about to shatter, and the pain hurt him so much Could hardly stand up.

However, the princess's offensive did not allow him to have any room to breathe. Under exhaustion, the flame with spiritual power scalded his shoulders like a branding iron. Finally, Yan Jue could no longer support himself half-kneeling on the ground, and blew out a mouthful from the ghost bone. Scarlet gore.

Seeing that the next attack was just around the corner, he didn't have any extra strength. In the chaos, a clear female voice suddenly broke in.

"Brother!"

Wen Ruan's voice moved from far to near.Suddenly, a gentle spiritual force slowly flowed into the spirit base from the back of the heart, relieving the severe pain little by little.Yan Jue let out a deep breath, opened his eyes, and faced Wen Ruan's anxious face.

The few remaining Bihaijiao disciples spread out formations centered on him, and set up a small barrier to prop up a barrier for him to shelter from wind and rain.

"Eldest senior brother, are you alright?" Qing Shui put away the spiritual flow, and helped him to get up slowly.

Yan Jue scanned the surrounding people, his throat was a little hoarse for a while, "You... still recognize me as a big brother?"

"What are you talking about?" Wen Ruan smiled, "No matter where you go, the elder brother will always be the elder brother of Bihaijiao."

"And at least for now, we need to solve that first." Qing Shui sighed, looked at the looming figure behind the flames, his eyes darkened rarely, "If they are all alive, Qing Shan is still waiting for us to report the good news!"

"Yes!"

Responding in unison, the green that belongs to Bihaijiao and has been ridiculed as a small green vegetable so many times rushed forward, and the spiritual power gathered on the top of the head to form a huge sharp sword, forcibly tearing out a line in the sea of ​​​​fire. Gap!

With a warm body, it seemed that the pain was no longer so great, Yan Jue took a deep breath, and channeled his spiritual power again.The ice cone rose from the ground again, colliding with the flames and making a noise, the melting ice made a crackling sound, and water vapor rose from the air and fell like raindrops.

"Brother!"

Qin Suzhou drew his bow fully, and finally shot the fourth arrow that had been prepared for a long time, and Lou Lanbao's left leg fell.

The princess who lost her limbs raised her head and howled.In the gap between the flames, Yan Jue saw her broken body wriggling on the tip of the ice pick, like a dying worm or fish on a chopping board.

However, centipedes are dead but not stiff.Even though the princess was gone, she still raised her neck high, and her ugly body without limbs struggled uglyly. Qin Suzhou's flexible neck could barely avoid a few shots, and her head was still high, unwilling to fall.

Time was delayed little by little, and the sweat on Qin Suzhou's forehead slid down the corner of his forehead.

He has the last fan bone in his hand, if he misses the target again, the situation will be extremely pessimistic.

Not to mention whether they can find suitable arrows again, once the princess recovers, whether they can leave alive is a problem.

Almost everyone's eyes were on him, he slowly raised his bow, a drop of sweat fell from between his brows and slid onto his eyelashes, blurring his vision.He looked at his trembling hands and the tip of the arrow in front of him, swallowed a mouthful of blood foam overflowing his throat, and forced himself to refocus.

Others saw that he only fired a few arrows. Compared with those monks who took the lead in fighting, he didn't seem to be struggling.But only Qin Suzhou knew that just shooting those few arrows had exhausted his stamina and spiritual power, and now he was relying on the empty spirit base to hold on.

That is, it looks bright.

Qin Suzhou stared at the target in front of him, his vision became more and more vain.

Looking at him, Xiaoman felt anxious in his heart. He clearly knew that another person with strong spiritual power and not seriously injured was needed to suppress the princess in person.

But now, the overwhelming sea of ​​flames did not show signs of decline because of the princess's disability. On the contrary, it showed a bit of madness in the dying struggle. The concerted efforts of many monks could only suppress a part of it. Yan Jue needed [-]% of his energy to maintain it. The ice cone that controls the princess will not melt, and he must Yujian lead Qin Suzhou to avoid the princess's crazy attacks from time to time.

For the rest, if Qingshan Qingshui join forces, it is not impossible to fight, but Qingshan fainted from serious injuries, and Wen Ruan... If she wants to suppress the princess with her spiritual power, she can only...

As if responding to Xiaoman's thoughts, a vigorous and petite figure rushed towards the huge ice pick that restrained the princess without warning.

"Ah Ruan..." Yan Jue wanted to call her back, but his dry throat could only make a hoarse sound.

Her movements were quick and light, and vines rose from the ground, silently following her footsteps, wrapping around the ice cone and spiraling upwards until reaching the top.By the time the princess realized the uninvited guest, her body was tightly wrapped in the vines.

"Qin Suzhou!" Wen Ruan held the princess' body in his arms, grabbed her neck tightly, and shouted to the sky, "Open the bow!"

A spot of light appeared in Qin Suzhou's blurred vision, it was the light reflected from Wen Ruan's eyes in the gradually whitening sky, calm, angry, and resigned to death.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa then , unprecedented.

However, what is strange is that this weak female cultivator seems to have inexhaustible spiritual power.

Burn it out, fill it up again, burn it out, fill it up again, and the cycle goes on and on, the vines are still entangled endlessly, showing no signs of fading.Instead, in order to expose where her neck joined her body, the nun bound her body to hers with vines.

Looking at the situation in front of him, Qin Suzhou seemed to be able to feel the feeling of Wen Ruan watching Gu Ge before, the same vines, the same eyes - Gu Ge didn't want to live, but Wen Ruan was willing to die like this.

Someone is already crying.

"Open the bow!!!!" The deafening voice resounded through the sky.

Qin Suzhou knew that her spirit foundation was shattered, and it was the limit to hold on for so long, so she aimed and opened her bow without hesitation.

The last arrow of the night finally settled. It was not so conspicuous in the gradually whitening sky, but with the initial vigor and hope of the day, it took advantage of the hazy dawn to break through layers of vines, shoot down the nun's head, Then go through Wen Ruan's body.

Anyway, having been a villain so many times, this time is not bad.

When the arrow was shot, Qin Suzhou saw a gleam of light in Wen Ruan's lifeless eyes. It was unclear whether it was the rising sun or the hope in her heart.

When the flame met the vegetation, it burst into flames, and the layers of vines burned into a giant dragon, which opened its bloody mouth and devoured the living flesh and blood.As a result, the vines wrapped around the ice cone gradually disappeared.

The sea of ​​fire receded, the ice cone collapsed, and the first ray of morning sun fell in the devastated desert in the morning, bringing a touch of rare warmth.

Finally, the princess's head fell heavily on the ground, and she looked at her body from a distance.

The small sobbing sound gradually magnified into a loud cry, spreading to all directions like a spring breeze sending warmth.Either grieve for the lost companions, or pay homage to the pain that has been carried, or sing and cry for the hope of survival.

Qin Suzhou jumped down from Xiaoman's sword. He knew that he had to re-seal the princess's body as soon as possible. If the princess reacted and put his body together again, everything would have to start all over again.

He took out the charm from the storage ring, and the time when he was playing and studying under his parents' knees when he was a child flooded his heart, and his lips trembled unconsciously when he recited the seal of the spell.

He tried his best to seal up the beauty of the past, engrave the blood of the present, and yearn for the light and hope of the future.

His eyes were wet, but he didn't cry.

……

Yan Jue knelt on the ground while propping up his ghost bone, gasping for breath, and regained his sober consciousness from the glare after exhaustion.He saw the disconcerting battlefield, the survivors embracing each other and crying, the scorched vines, and the people he missed.

He stood in the sunlight with his back to him, the desert sun was so dazzling that it almost melted his body, leaving only long shadows falling on the soles of his feet.

Yan Jue wanted to stand up and hug him vigorously. His heart was already too full of emotions, all the way from his chest to his throat, making him unable to breathe.

Suddenly, when he was about to leave, there was a "hissing" sound from his feet, as if something had been torn apart.

Yan Jue struggled to follow the prestige. In his field of vision, the head that had just been broken off after exhausting all his efforts was still wriggling unwillingly. A crack spread down from the middle of the bridge of the nose, and his face rolled along the crack to both sides. past!

He felt cold all over, watching the princess's skin curl and fall like a snake shedding its skin, revealing an ugly man's face full of scars.

It's Wulan, it's Wulan!

The moment he saw it clearly, Wulan's head was silently laughing behind Qin Suzhou's back, and the last spiritual power condensed on the top of his head like a miasma, forming a sharp sword, and sent it straight to his back!

"Master—" Yan Jue tried to make a sound with a hoarse voice, but neither his legs nor his voice could catch up with the sword.

At that moment, the blink of an eye seemed to be as long as eternal life, and he watched the sword move forward little by little, almost desperately, flying towards the thin figure holding his breath and concentrating on reciting the mantra.

—Swipe!

Suddenly, one of the ghost bones at hand rushed over at an astonishing speed.

Yan Jue knew that he didn't have the spiritual power to support it long ago. The ghost bone that was supposed to be a piece of scrap iron was poured with spiritual power by someone. The sword body full of spiritual power turned into a phantom before his eyes. He smashed the sneak attacking sword straight away, then quickly turned the sword head, and pierced the forehead of the human head with lightning speed.

In an instant, a woman's voice came, chanting indistinct words that seemed to be smiling but not crying, but Yan Jue understood it unexpectedly.

——Reincarnation of cause and effect, retribution is not good, Wan Qiao has revenge, and today will be repaid.

After Qin Suzhou finished chanting the curse, he suddenly felt the collision of spiritual power behind him. When he turned his head, he saw Minggu's sword hilt fall beside his head, and Yan Jue half-kneeled on the ground and stiffened into a stone.

"What's wrong?" He tilted his head, "Did you call me just now?"

As soon as the words were finished, his eyes darkened, and the moment the heavy force rushed forward, he almost couldn't stand still. He couldn't help but take two steps back and was stunned for a moment, before slowly, helplessly, and somewhat dotingly smiled.

"What's the matter? Do you think I was wronged for not coming here first?" Qin Suzhou patted him on the back and explained in a soft voice, "There is no way, the princess's body is too hostile, and I'm afraid something will happen if it's delayed. He patted and suddenly felt a sticky hand. He pulled him away and was startled. "What's wrong with your shoulder? Does it hurt? Is the injury serious... Eh? Why are you crying again?" It hurts so much?"

Yan Jue lowered her head shyly, sniffed, and pushed him forward, "I...I'm fine, brother, hurry up and get busy."

"what?"

"It's really fine." Yan Jue blinked his eyes, and big drops of tears fell down the slender eyelashes that the girl envied, dripping like rain, Qin Suzhou couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. For a moment, I don't want to be busy at all.

in the end!Why are there so many things to seal up!

Pushed by him, Qin Suzhou took two steps forward, and his head grew dizzy looking at the scattered body on the ground.

The beautiful sunlight fell from behind and cast a long shadow on the ground, making my back a little hot.Qin Suzhou closed his sour eyes and turned his head suddenly.

Yan Jue stood in the sunlight, looking at him with a smile, the wet tears on his face shone brightly in the sunlight.

"Brother?"

Qin Suzhou followed suit and smiled.

For so many years, he has always walked alone, feeling lonely, but he has never turned back, and he dare not turn back—afraid to see the rope that symbolizes justice and evil hovering between them.

But now, it doesn't matter.

Qin Suzhou crossed the non-existent boundary and reached out his hand to Yan Jue.

"Want to come together?"

The author has something to say: Congratulations to Mr. Wulan for mentioning the most tenacious character in this work. Let's count how many times he was killed.

The time of feigning death is not counted, he was dragged into the furnace pool until his bones melted, he could still swim, and after being swallowed alive, he could forcefully come out to output a wave, tsk tsk tsk, his vitality was comparable to Xiaoqiang.

Wulan: I don’t want to either.

Wulan: It hurts! ! ! ! !