Years of Hua Xu

The Yellow River is falling, and the sky is dying of blood. Today is finally going to bring everything to an end.

Su Biluo didn't care, and even looked at him with a mocking smile: "That's right, that's right. Is there anyone in this world who can fully understand who?"

Looking around at the standing army, he smiled even more: "Tsk, for me alone, Duanmu City Lord actually brought the entire city's elite guards to intercept and kill mere meres? It's really a big face."

Although Duanmu Jie was still a little dubious about the relationship between the two, he immediately sneered and said, "How dare the Lord of this city underestimate the famous Shura Ecstasy?"

"After a hundred steps, the killing formation has been deployed, and it is not an insult to you to arrest you with all the force." Lan Jueshu's lips were tightly pursed. He couldn't see Su Biluo's indifferent appearance the most. All affection is a child's play.

"Since you are not willing to hand over the heavenly book, then I won't talk nonsense anymore." Lan Jueshu stepped on the stirrup and jumped out. Dongdi pointed directly at Su Biluo, secretly hoping to grab the heavenly book, and then make further calculations. Let him face each other with thousands of swords at this time, and let him take risks.

Although Duanmu Jie doesn't like Lan Jueshu's self-assessment, but seeing that Lan Jueshu's kung fu is almost the same as Su Biluo's, he doesn't mind the two of them comparing each other first before making a fuss.

Su Biluo moved quickly, whispered in Murongqing's ear, "Be careful."

He stretched out his hand and pushed Murong Qing behind the tree on the edge of the cliff, then drew out the Qiuhong sword and fought with Lan Jueshu.

Both of them played real fire, and the sword and flute collided for the first time, sparks sparked from the collision.

The climate in spring is indeed the most changeable. At this time, it began to rain in the sky. After a while, the rain became heavier and heavier until it poured down.

Heavy rain blocked out most of the sound.

So when Su Biluo said to Lan Jueshu during the fight, no one except Lan Jueshu heard it.

"Lan Jueshu. You always knew, didn't you? No one between us was willing to back down, so there was only one way between us. Even if there were no heavenly book and golden seal, there would be other things to contend for, and the ending would be different." There will be changes. We are all people who are fighting with our lives. This time, I admit it. You have to live well."

Since ancient times, it has been a game of chess.

We are all just pawns born for a purpose.Fight each other and never back down.Whoever is more lenient will lose.Or, from the start, we all lost.You lost the Heavenly Book and the Golden Seal, and I lost everything except that.

This is the so-called fate, unstoppable, irresistible.

In addition to blocking sound, heavy rain can also block sight.

So when Ling Moyan appeared out of nowhere, no one noticed for a moment when he set up his bow and shot an arrow.

Ling Moyan's archery skills Su Biluo has seen before, killing two birds with one stone is easy.

So when he saw the arrow pointing, Su Biluo knew that he would shoot himself at the expense of Lan Jueshu.

Su Biluo swung Lan Jue's book away with a sword, and pushed it suddenly, but he faced the arrow due to the recoil.

A smile appeared on the corner of Ling Moyan's mouth.

However, as the saying goes, there is no worst thing in the world, only more blood, so when the young Murong Qing rushed out from behind the tree and pushed Su Biluo to block the arrow, Ling Moyan's smile froze at the corner of his mouth .

The arrow passed Murong Qing's body very precisely, but only brushed against Su Biluo's shoulder.

Su Biluo's expression also changed, and he hugged the limp Murongqing, and growled: "Murongqing, what are you doing stupid!"

Lan Jueshu was stunned aside, Duanmuyan picked up the space and hurriedly pulled him over.

Murong Qing lay in Su Biluo's arms, bleeding from the corner of her mouth, which stained Su Biluo's front, and was washed into a paste by the rain.

The blood flowed more and more, a puddle of red that was also very eye-catching in the rain overflowed under Su Bi's feet.

Murongqing wrapped her arms around Su Biluo's neck, panting, but her voice was just enough for Lan Jueshu who was not far away to hear: "Brother Su, I know you don't like me, but I can't help it, who told me to like you?" .Since I can't get you, it's good to be the beauty in your heart."

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, but Murong Qing's voice was getting softer and quieter. In the end, except for Su Biluo, no one could hear what he said: "Brother Su, thank me, I know that even if I like you, you don't like me." I will definitely care. But Brother Lan will, if this happens, then you will really... have no future."

Su Biluo's hands froze.

Murong Qing broke into a cruel smile: "In this way, my hatred for Brother Su, my hatred for Brother Lan, and my hatred for myself... are all evened out."

The blood flowed continuously, and the sound was as weak as panting, but the words continued.

"Brother Su, you promised me that you will avenge me. I know that you will avenge me, even if not for the promise, but for this... the world." The hand around Su Biluo lost strength, and slowly Slide down slowly.

"Also, Brother Su, I'm actually not afraid of thunder." With her hands down, Murong Qing collapsed into Su Biluo's arms, smiled slightly, and closed her eyes.

When her body softened, there was still a sentence in Murongqing's mouth, which Su Biluo didn't hear, and even Murongqing herself couldn't hear it clearly.

"Brother Su, I like you, it's true. But I also like Brother Lan. I knew that you and Brother Lan liked each other when we were in the villa. Unfortunately, even if I tell you now, you won't believe it. "

The last descendant of Murong Villa went like this.

Murong Villa, which has been legendary for hundreds of years, will always be a legend.

Su Biluo's peach blossom eyes were full of haze.

"Xiao Qing'er, you are the final winner. Also, I know you are not afraid of thunder. What you like is not me, but the warmth of people."

After muttering these words in a low voice, he hugged Murong Qing tightly, raised his face, and roared with all his strength: "Murong Moyan, this is your own brother, how can you do it? As a member of the Murong family Eldest son, don't you already know what is in the heavenly book? It's just that you don't want to say anything because of the rules of the Murong clan. That's how you do anything for Su Qingyan? Didn't you say that you would sacrifice everything for him? Are you willing to do it? It turns out that Su Qingyan is nothing compared to the so-called family rules!"

Duanmujie turned his head and glanced at Ling Moyan, his eyes were full of astonishment.

Ling Moyan tightly clasped the longbow in his hand, his chest heaved violently for a while before he calmed down, and hurriedly said: "Master Duanmu, don't listen to his divorce. That man is the most powerful Anbu in Huaxu Kingdom, don't let him escape Opportunity, if there is something to win him, we will discuss it!"

Duanmujie thought for a while, then turned his head back to look at Su Biluo: "Shura, don't you try to sow discord and run away in the chaos, this city lord will not give you this chance. You should be more sensible, obediently grab your hand and grab it!"

Su Biluo sneered, and her voice was even wilder and wilder: "Hmph, Duanmujie, you think the layout is exquisite, and I just want you to know what it means to be slow in one step, and slow in one step. What is a real chess move! Even if I die, I won’t give it to you! Since I, Hua Xu, can’t get it, then I don’t even need to think about it! Old man, if you have the ability, go to hell with me to get it!”

When Duanmu Jie was in a hurry and wanted the cavalry to take down Su Biluo regardless of life or death, Su Biluo turned his face and smiled very lightly at Lan Jueshu, who was being held tightly by Duanmuyan.

There seems to be too much in the smile, and there seems to be nothing.

Gently spit out two words, then embraced Murong Qing's body, jumped and fell off the cliff.

"Goodbye."

The end of the world is just a short distance away, but the end of the world is already a short distance away.