Yin Yue Ji

Such a long and endless dark red nightmare... How long has it been since I entered it?

Consciousness and body are probably in two different worlds.

Lost all perception of that world.The outside world, although they can be vaguely aware of their existence, they can't hear or see them at all.

but.This time, I shouldn't hurt you again, Jie Ran.

This guy... is he killing like this for me?

Jie Ran looked at the person whose whole body was soaked in bright red, saw him with a cruel smile, killing enemies one by one in an all-out way...

Why.You will suddenly feel unstoppable sadness.

The situation will become like this, is it because I was too selfish before?

However, no matter what, it is impossible and unwilling to say idiotic and depressing words like "It would be fine if we died here together".

so.I can only pray.Let's end all of this quickly...

The offensive has weakened.

However, Jie Ran felt that he was on the verge of collapse—although that guy blocked most of the attacks for him, but such intensive and prolonged blocking and dodging with his sword was really beyond the limit of his physical strength... …

At that moment, Jieran suddenly saw one of the corpses suddenly opened its closed eyes.

Not good.

Yin Ruo is trying his best to deal with the few people in front of him.He seemed completely unaware of the possible danger behind him.

The man jumped up suddenly.

"Danger in the back—" Jieran didn't care about the attack in front of him at this moment, and shouted desperately in the direction of Yin Ruo.

Hidden with a backhand to block the slash behind him.Then with a twist of his wrist, he slashed the attacker's throat neatly.Then, he turned around and blocked the two attacks coming from in front of him—a series of movements were smooth and natural, completed in an instant like lightning.

However, Jieran's side didn't go so smoothly.

Although he instinctively avoided the slash in front of him, but there was no time to dodge the other sword whizzing towards him.

Damn...Is there any other way...

The sword was in front of him in an instant.Jie Ran subconsciously closed her eyes...

The sharp and icy touch unique to swords ran across his cheeks.However, it doesn't seem to be too painful?

Jieran opened his eyes.

The sword stopped an inch before the tip of the nose.A hand tightly held its front end, making it stop abruptly, unable to move any further.

Bright red blood flowed from that white hand.Drop by drop, it trickled down the spine of the sword to the blade, falling silently.

Even the person who stabbed the sword on the opposite side was stunned for a moment.

Hidden.

The redness in the eyes faded in no time.Only cold anger overflowed from the black pupils.

Perhaps feeling some kind of fear, the person on the other side wanted to withdraw the sword that had stabbed out of his hand.However, the strength used was not small, but the sword did not move at all.

Yinruo snorted coldly.The right hand still held the blade of the sword tightly, and the left hand directly punched the panic-stricken enemy...

There are two people left.

Yin Ruo turned around, casually pulled out a sword from the body of the person who died not long ago, and walked towards them.

In the critical situation just now, did you actually throw away your own sword and intercept the fatal blow with your bare hands?

Beads of blood were still rolling down on the right hand hanging by his side.But as if he didn't care, he skillfully turned the hilt of the sword with his left hand, and approached like this.

This person is really a ghost.

The two blue-clothed men holding swords took a step back slowly at the same time.

Just when Jie Ran thought they were going to pounce directly, one of them suddenly turned sideways, kicked up, and kicked the saber that Yin Ruo had just dropped.

Yinyue Sword flew straight towards the edge of the cliff...

At the same time, those two rushed over...

Yinruo didn't turn around.He didn't even look at the sword flying behind him.

It was Jieran who swooped away.

At that moment, it seemed as if he rushed past at the fastest speed in his life.

Jie Jie didn't know how he, who was already on the verge of losing his footing, developed such great strength.In his eyes, there is only the sword that is about to fall off the cliff.

That's, the most important thing about that guy.

He ran to the end of the cliff and jumped into the air.He stretched out his hand towards something that was just a short distance away...

Someone grabbed his back foot suddenly.

Jie Ran kicked hard, but the other party was not letting go.

"Let go!!" Daxi, who was about to grab the sword just now, fell into incomparable anxiety, and Jieran yelled.

The sword came down suddenly.Jie Ran stretched out his hand in vain—however, he could only watch helplessly as the sword fell from just a few centimeters in front of his eyes and fell into the vast mountain mist.

He fell into despair for a moment.

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from above, mixed with a trace of exasperation that had never been seen before - "You idiot!"

When he realized it, he had already been lifted up from the edge of the cliff by that guy holding his feet upside down with one hand.

Moreover, with an obviously angry look: "You don't want to die?"

Finally back to normal.Very good.

but.

Jie Ran lowered his head: "Sorry... your sword..."

If you fall from there, even if you don't smash your body to pieces on the cliff, you will fall into the abyss, and you will never be found again.

Yinruo looked towards the edge of the cliff.Silence for a while. "……never mind."

"but……"

Jie Ran watched him turn around and take a step forward: "Go back. It's getting late."

On the back of the coat that has been soaked in blood and sweat, a dark red pattern like blood floats gently in the mountain wind.

For some reason, that back view makes people feel a little lonely.

Jie Ran bowed his head silently, looking towards the edge of the cliff.

Even though he tried his best, he still couldn't grasp that sword.

In this case……

Jie Ran raised his head and looked at the slender black figure who had walked ten steps away and was still walking steadily——

This time, he really wanted to completely walk out of his own life.