What is the experience of being forced to confess

Du Wuyu is a tangled person.

Fate in the world is nothing more than kindness and love. If a person can transcend the ordinary and become a saint, he will naturally not be afraid of being touched by the world of mortals.However, he is obsessed with the kindness of the dead smoke in the ancient mausoleum, the love of Thrushcross, and the righteousness of Admiring the Fan against the sea, so he is inevitably bound and fettered. Can't be happy.

To wait for him to make a decision, it always takes a long time to wait. Many people die before they can wait.Once he embraced the consciousness of mortal death, tied a blood cloth around his upper arm, and tried to stop the sacrificial ceremony with his sword, and then he was beaten until he was still alive by the rainstorm heart slave.Now, after listening to the confession for several days, Du Wuyu made up his mind to persuade Bian Xijun to escape from the smoke trap of the ancient mausoleum, but he was almost stoned to death.

The rare thought of never looking back, but fate forbids it, the halberd sinks into the sand.

Half an hour ago in Leiguan Xiegu, the surrounding forests seemed unable to withstand the turmoil, and there was still rustling. The three confronting swords were lightly pressed in the hand, and they could be unsheathed in the blink of an eye. Some thoughts.

Guling Shiyan said in his heart, it came really slowly.

Bian Xijun said in his heart, it's a hateful time.

Yi Qixing, who was the leader, turned his gaze around, feeling embarrassed.

And the fourth party that no one paid attention to at the moment - Du Wuyu, who just opened his eyes, felt as if his heart was overwhelmed.The other party wanted to stop the ancient mausoleum's dying smoke action, but unexpectedly bumped into Yi Qi and interrupted it, it was like being stuck in a crack in the rock, unable to advance or retreat.If you join in rashly, the scene will be even more chaotic. Du Wuyu's wounds have not healed, and he can only move a little. He is just a fish lying on the chopping board to be slaughtered.Fortunately, the stalemate was broken in an instant, and it was unknown who would draw the sword first, and the scuffle broke out in the blink of an eye.

With a resounding sound, first Chunqiu Que and Baidai Kunwu met each other, and the two swordsmen each used Yuan Gong, and the smoke and dust flew away in an instant, and their vigor was shaken everywhere.Yiqi moved gracefully with his sword, showing a peerless posture. When Guling Shiyan fought against him, he saw Bian Xijun's sleeves rolled up, with the seal ring of six Fu in his hand. After turning around, he went to where Du Wuyu was.

The holy judge was restless and very disturbed, and just wanted to confirm the situation of Du Wuyu first.Even though Hua Guang had blocked that gaze just now, he was not sure if it was true, but day and night he longed for Fang to wait for this glimmer of hope, which made Bian Xijun unable to take it calmly.The Knife at the side was spinning sharply, his moves were aggressive, and he had no intention of entanglement, he swayed a few times and then went to the side of the stone platform, reaching out his hand to touch Du Wuyu.

Guling Shiyan also jumped out of the game, and with a swipe of the long sword, Qi Xing's sword was directed towards Bian Xijun.Afraid of hurting Du Wuyu's body, Bian Xijun blocked it with his hands, and his heart was extremely impetuous. The passing smoke of the ancient mausoleum seized the gap, and shook the stone platform back to the edge of the canyon with a sword. These people have been dismissed!"

The stone platform collided with the rock wall, and there was a dull thud, Gu Ling's passing smoke was so heavy that Du Wuyu's bones were almost broken, and he felt that all the breath adjustments he had made these days were in vain, and he cursed that smoke in his heart Master Du is insidious.Not far away, the sky was full of yellow sand, and it was difficult to distinguish the situation of the battle. I could only hear the sound of soldiers piercing through the air, and they hit the rocks above their heads several times. The number fluttered on Du Wuyu's face.

He couldn't move, his face was covered with sand and dust, and he was secretly crying.But the stone was getting bigger and bigger, first it was gravel, and then it was a piece of broken rock with sharp edges and corners. No matter how hard he could bear it, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

This subtle cry of pain, in the ears of the people in the battle, instantly became as loud as thunder.Bian Xijun's sword pose stopped, and he turned around abruptly: "One Sword Wind Emblem—"

In the chaos, someone struck hard, and the mighty force was unstoppable. It shattered the rock wall instantly, and the rocks above burst open one after another, engulfing the branches, leaves, and roots of the trees, and crashing down.This mighty force crushed Du Wuyu at the same time, not to mention a remnant body with no resistance, even an ordinary body, I am afraid that he would not be able to parry, and would be crushed into a mass of flesh and blood in an instant.

This accident happened suddenly, and everyone present was stunned for a moment.Seeing the rolling stones obscuring his vision, Bian Xijun's eyes were about to burst, he let out a mournful roar, and when he raised his breath and ran, he almost fell due to his mental disorder.The huge earthquake in the valley, like the majestic power of the sky, wants to bury the last illusion in the hearts of those who are determined to go their own way. At the moment when the situation changes, it is Yi Qixing who reacts. Stones of all sizes were falling down one after the other, seeing that the valley was in danger of collapsing, the dead smoke of the ancient mausoleum raised his voice and said: "Let's go first!" There were no people in the dusty sand, only the sound of cracking stones, accompanied by the sound of tree branches snapping After the last tremor, the loess gradually subsided, and the valley finally returned to silence.

Everyone has already withdrawn, only to see Mr. Bian Xi kneeling beside the chaotic rocks, tremblingly said: "Cause the wind, disaster..." He stood up with all his strength, first shook the upper stone with the six Fu seal ring, counted like this Suddenly, suddenly, he seemed to lose his strength, threw the sword on the ground with all his strength, turned to digging with his hands, still kept calling the people's names in his mouth, at the end, he suddenly raised his breath and shouted, his voice was hoarse, like a bird cry blood.

"Misfortune prevails!"

The rocks are like tombs, cutting off all living things.But some people were unwilling to give up, and the broken stones rolled down on the ground, and the mournful voice was heard in the ears of Du Wuyu who was buried in it, which can be described as mixed feelings.

He thought that he was really going to be a dead body.

After pretending to be dead for so long, it is not ridiculous that one day they actually want to fake the show for real.He tried to turn his head, wanting to see the expression on Bian Xi-kun's face, but unfortunately the dust was flying around and he couldn't see anything.But I can also imagine the sight looking towards me, it must be extremely sad and indignant.

It was a waste of time for him to run around for himself... Du Wuyu thought so, but he felt a little sorry.

The breath in his throat was already a gasp. Although the extra few days of life were tormented, it was still a reminder.It was a coincidence of God's will to show him this feeling that he didn't know before, but if we can see each other on Huangquan Road, I must pretend to be unaware... Du Wuyu was thinking so long, his mind was chaotic It also gradually became silent.

Another sound of rolling stones fell to the ground, and the crisp sound of cracking was like a cold needle, instantly pricking his dull nerves.Du Wuyu realized that he was not dead.God is so pitiful to see that there is a way out for people. Du Wuyu moved his fingertips, not knowing whether it was sorrow or joy, he let out a breath, and the pine needles rubbing against his face made people's eyes hurt.The dense rock pine tree growing in the crevice of the rock covered him. Although the impact was heavy at first, it slowed down the force of the falling rock, but new wounds covered old scars, and even his throat was bruised. He worked hard for a while, He barely coughed out a sound.

This extremely shallow sound sounded like redemption to Bian Xijun.The stone that was pressing on Du Wuyu's body was quickly dug away, a little light came in and shone on his distressed face, almost subconsciously, he closed his eyes.

I only felt that I was being pulled up by an extremely heavy force, and Ben Xijun hugged him, trembling all over.That arm trembled so badly that it almost seemed to be collapsed, like the wings of a bird whose feathers had been pulled out, still trembling endlessly.Suddenly, a wet and hot liquid dripped on his face and stained Du Wuyu's eyelashes. The wet feeling was a little uncomfortable. He almost wanted to open his eyes, but he held back.

It's just that the hot water drops kept falling on his cheeks, like the ecstasy of being rescued from a desperate situation, and also like the panic of indulging in a dream, dripping into his heart, it didn't know how long it took before finally subsiding.