"Helping the swordsman to abuse?hahaha!" In the silence of the white-clothed swordsman, Jin Long laughed loudly, "King Wen Baizi, blame Yin Xun for being absurd! History has always been written by the victors, and when your head hangs on the castle tower, who cares if you are right or evil!"

Ye Yingru said in a trembling voice: "Since ancient times, evil has not prevailed, you, you will definitely be retributed!"

Jin Long sneered, suddenly took a sharp step, raised his fist and smashed it towards Ye Yingru's door. Next to him, Liu Wanyun snorted and intercepted his fist with a silver needle. The two of you went back and forth, and when they fought in one place, they stirred up strong winds and blew up the little boy's long hair. Ye Yingru moved two steps to the left, avoiding the battle circle around her, staring at the white-clothed swordsman in front of her who was as immobile as a mountain, her eyes showed a hint of expectation, and she said softly: "Brother Duan, you have a hard time, right?"

The white-clothed swordsman's eternal expression suddenly melted, the corners of his mouth were slightly curled, and his face was filled with three points of tenderness, three points of sarcasm, and four points of regret, and he said in a deep voice: "You like him very much." ”

This is the first time Ye Yingru has heard him speak today, and his voice is no longer as clear as when he was a teenager, and he is as hoarse as an old man in the age of a sixtieth year. There was no doubt or emotion in his words, and it was a very peaceful tone of statement. When he said this, his eyes only stared at Ye Yingru, and he never glanced at Qin Yan who was lying behind her.

It was this flat tone that made Ye Yingru's face change in shock, she opened her mouth, and said, "No, it's not like you think......" She understood Duan Fei's feelings for herself, which was the unforgettable raging fire of her youth, burning her immature heart. Even if she was silent in the deep Ye family's mansion for a few years, she still felt embarrassed every time she remembered the past.

Someone once loved her so fiercely, and it was a precious memory with a little sweetness...... But why did it become what it is today?

The tenderness on the white-clothed swordsman's face was fleeting, and he quietly watched her silent, with no joy or sorrow in his eyes. Only he knew what kind of waves the tears on the girl's eyelashes set off in his heart when the tears on the girl's eyelashes caught his eyes at this moment.

It's been four years...... The tenderness that made him worry about him in his midnight dreams is still there, but a heart has been tied to others.

Even so, the ridiculous gentleness, the fiery memory, still made him slow down his breathing, quietly wanting to stay in this moment forever......

He has no future, and it would be a pity to destroy the past again, isn't it? For this reason, he can suppress the humiliating feeling in his heart, and only wish to occupy the eyes of the beautiful woman at this moment.

The panicked shouts of Third Young Master Qin, who had been completely ignored, were at the peak of their most poignant and high-pitched peak, as if they were covered by a gust of wind and fell down the cliff.

Leave it empty.

With a height of dozens of zhang, if the Heavenly Gods and Buddhas did not respond to the prayers of the Third Young Master, then his mighty and majestic fat would really have to be crushed into sauce.

But fortunately, although the Qin family in Anxi is not devout Buddhists, they donate enough incense money to major temples on weekdays.

At the same time as the third young master fell out of the cliff, a figure galloped from afar, swept to the edge of the cliff like a violent wind, stepped a few steps under his feet, and instantly rushed down more than two feet away, and grabbed one of the fat man's feet with his hand. He wanted to step on the protrusion of the cliff and rush up, but the weight of the fat man was really beyond his expectations, one did not stand firmly, and his body suddenly lost his balance, he hurriedly smashed down with his other hand, and half of his arm was inserted into the rock, which stabilized his body.

The fat man was carried upside down by him, waving his hands desperately, and shouted: "Brother Fang, Brother Fang, you must save me! I will repay your kindness as a cow and a horse in my next life......

The person who came was Fang Qiuyao. He had the intention to save Qin Hongzhen, but the weight of the third young master was really unbearable for life, Fang Qiuyao stepped on a stone crack and just stabilized his body, and the cliff stone that was punched by him was pulled out, and it broke apart in the loud noise. He lost his balance in his upper body again, his right arm was still aching, and he was unable to deliver a second punch, so he could only watch as he was dragged down by the fat man.

The bottom is more than 30 zhang from the ground, so I am afraid that I will fall into a piece of meatloaf. In the whirring wind, the fat man's shouts are not very real.

After falling more than ten zhang, Fang Qiuyao recovered some strength, roared lowly, threw his left arm with force, and suddenly threw the fat man's body of more than 200 catties into the air, and then he himself fell under the fat man, stepping on his feet continuously, trying to find a foothold. It's just that he wasn't lucky, and after stepping on the almost vertical cliff into scattered rubble, he still couldn't find a place to support his weight. After that, he saw the fat man's male body fall down again, his fat hands swinged, and he actually hooked Fang Qiuyao's neck, strangled him desperately, and cried: "Brother Fang, save me!"

Fang Qiuyao didn't respond, he was about to be strangled by the fat man.

Fortunately, he breathed a long breath, relieved himself, raised his hand and pulled out the long sword behind his back, and plunged into the cliff in front of him.

Because the fat man was too close, he drew a bloody cut when he drew his sword, and cried out loudly: "Don't kill me! I have a lot of silver for you, Brother Fang, don't leave me!"

Fang Qiuyao rolled his eyes, Rao was in his good temper, and at this time, he couldn't wait to throw the fat man down.

But he is a gentleman, and since he has decided to save people, of course he can't give up halfway.

The momentum of the fall of more than ten zhang height is not easy to counteract, coupled with the indestructible characteristics of the sword qi, the long sword split the cliff all the way down, and under the drive of the falling momentum of the two of them, it has been drawn down for more than ten meters, Fang Qiuyao saw the opportunity to step into the crack in the stone, and finally stopped.

At this time, he was about to run out of breath, and he couldn't stand being strangled by the fat man, so he plucked up his true anger and rushed out of his throat, and said loudly: "Brother Qin, let go!"

"I don't want to die!" the fat man hugged tighter.

Fang Qiuyao felt a blackness in front of him, his body began to weaken, and he desperately puffed up another true qi, and said, "I'm about to be ...... by you" The true qi weakened, and the rest of the words failed to gush out of his throat. His hand finally weakened to grasp the sword, his five fingers slowly loosened, his body fell backwards, and he fell on his back.

The wind was howling, but he couldn't breathe, and in a trance, he felt like he was falling into the bottomless abyss.

There was only a height of ten zhang below, but there were no more accidents. The fat man hugged Fang Qiuyao's neck tightly, kicked his feet wildly, screamed wow, and then snapped, his back hit the ground, and he fell into a pile of meat puree.

Fang Qiuyao also fell hard, and his whole body and back fell into the flesh and blood of the fat man. He only felt that it was dark in front of him, and the perception of most of his body was cut off in an instant, as if even his soul had been thrown out.

The sky was spinning, and the sharp pain came up one after another, and he finally couldn't hold it anymore and cried out in pain.

Due to the fat man's back, coupled with the strong physique of Jiyuan Xiuwei, he not only survived, but also did not suffer any serious injuries.

It's just that after he comes to his senses, I'm afraid that for a long time, he won't want to recall today's nightmarish scene.

The way of heaven is constant, one drink and one peck, and there is a fixed number.