Are you still alive? What's your name?" Leng Ming turned around and looked at the figure that was sitting upright in surprise.

"I didn't know if I was still alive. But you made me understand that I deserve to live. The figure sitting upright slowly got up, looked at Leng Ming and said coldly. "What's my name?" the man tilted his head and thought for a moment, as if in thought. Soon, he turned his head to look at the corpse of the little girl lying in a pool of blood, and a cold breath rose in vain. He said to himself, "You call me Stone, I call Stone." You don't deserve to die, you don't deserve to die. ”

"If you were a madman, you should die. Leng Ming sneered. With a wave of his hand, an ice blade slashed across the stone that shot at the somewhat sluggish self-muttering stone.

Suddenly, a scarred palm grabbed the flying ice blade, and the stone slowly raised its head. "Can other people's lives really be so indifferent?" As soon as the words fell, Shishi's palm tightened, and the ice blade in his hand was directly pinched and exploded by him. At the same time, his figure also disappeared in place, stepping on the snow and rushing towards Leng Ming. The tattered black robe danced wildly in the wind, more like a mad beggar.

Leng Ming smiled disdainfully, swiped his hands on his chest, and slapped his palms in front of him. The stone raised his arm and punched him in the palm of his hand. The palm shadow that had just appeared was scattered by a punch from the stone, and his fist smashed into Leng Ming's palm. With a crisp sound of broken bones, Leng Ming flew out with a wail, and his entire palm hung down as soft as a bone.

"She's innocent, cute, why should she die?" the stone asked coldly, but more like talking to himself. He flew out again, smashing the cold name on the wall.

"Bang ......" There was a muffled sound, and an old man appeared in front of Leng Ming, and he slapped it with one hand, and a layer of frost condensed on his palm. The stone's fist was slamming into the frost-covered palm. There was just a muffled sound, and the stone was shaken out. The frost on the old man's palm was also shaken away.

"Little brother, I have something to say. We are the people of Leng Yuemen, and this is the only son of Leng Zhangmen. I hope the little brother will give some face. The old man arched his hand and said to the stone.

"She's lively, kind, why should she die?" the stone was shaken out, and his bare feet slid on the ground to the wall, and he turned a deaf ear to the old man's words, and still asked himself. He walked slowly towards Leng Ming, staring at him with cold eyes.

"Fauber, kill him, kill him quickly. I want him to die, I want him to die. I want the three of them to die without a whole body. Leng Ming held the shattered palm, looked at the cold eyes of the stone, seemed to be stimulated, and roared wildly. He didn't notice that after Fauber bowed his hand, he turned his back behind him and trembled his palms.

"Little brother, little brother, although the Cold Moon Sect is not one of the top ten sects, it is also unique on the ice field. I also hope that the little brother will give the head a few thin faces, and the matter will ......be revealed" Fu Bo resisted the urge to beat up the idiot of Leng Ming, and said to the stone again. It's just that before his words fell, a face appeared in front of him, a face covered with scars, and a pair of cold eyes without fluctuation, interrupting his words.

"Are you going to kill innocents indiscriminately? Are you going to kill people from life to death? Stone looked at Fauber blankly and said coldly. In the next second, his fist had already smashed over. Fauber's steps retreated slightly, but he didn't want to step on Leng Ming's feet, who were slumped on the ground. After a hoarse scream, Leng Ming's soles appeared in a pitiful arc.

"Young master, old slave ......" Fu Bo was startled, he retreated slightly to open up some distance luck, so his back feet were also a little heavier. As soon as the words came out, he felt a cold wind blowing in his back, and he sounded, and there was a madman. He turned around suddenly, and an ice shield appeared above his palms, blocking him.

"Bang......" The stone punched the ice shield, and there was a muffled sound. This time he didn't fly out, but the ice shield exploded. Behind the ice shield, Fauber was smashed out and smashed into the wall behind him.

"Release the arrow......" The city lord who was waiting for the old immortal to be powerful saw this and hurriedly shouted. Hundreds of arrows and shadows shot towards the stone in unison, and the stone suddenly dropped the two of them, and suddenly reached out to grab the flying arrows that were shooting, and danced their arms wildly. After the rain of arrows, Stone held a large handful of feathered arrows in both hands.

"That old man has a good heart, why should he die?" Shi asked stupidly, looking at the fat city lord blankly. Before the city lord could react, the stone had already thrown out the feather arrow in his hand. One by one, the feathered arrows turned into afterimages, several times faster than when they were fired, and instantly shot into the cavalry standing all over the wall. The lord fell off the wall in horror, but a guard in front of him helped him block an arrow.

"Young Sect Master?" Fauber felt a tingling pain coming from his bones, and his dizzy brain regained some clarity. He thought of the young master for the first time, and then lowered his head in shock, and saw the figure lying under him, with his head sitting in the wall. Fauber shuddered, rolled over, and saw the madman throwing the arrow out. He didn't have time to check the condition of Leng Ming, whose face was covered with blood, picked him up, walked away lightly, and flew away in a blink of an eye.

When the stone turned around, Fauber had already rushed into the air with the cold name of being stunned. Shi's cold eyes stared at Leng Ming's clothes embroidered with a crescent.

There was a panic and a roar outside, but it was the fat city lord who rode his horse and fled in a panic with the help of the few remaining guards. The stone glanced back at the two corpses lying in the courtyard, an old man and a small one, but did not chase them.

The stone walked slowly to the little girl's body, knelt down gently, and picked her up. His eyes were still spiritual, and he said a little dumbfoundedly: "I don't know who I am, I don't even know if I'm still alive." It was you who made me understand that I am also a human being. Your words, I learned it very quickly. But I can't speak with my mouth, and I can't move my body. You are so cute and kind, why did you die? You also said, "When I wake up, I'll give you a gift." I want to send you, your favorite new clothes. The stone muttered to himself, and in his dull eyes, tears were left and a hint of agility appeared.

At this time, suddenly a long dress appeared on the body of the little girl. Shi Shi was stunned for a moment, and then said softly: "See, even God has prepared a gift for you." He didn't notice the faint glimmer of light from the ring on his finger.

The stone also knelt all night, and as soon as the morning dawned, he slowly raised his head. Looking at the corpse on the ground and in his arms, he had the heart to take it away, but he didn't know what to do. Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a light in his hand, and the corpse in his arms had disappeared. This made the stone almost go berserk, but in the next second, it suddenly appeared again. He tried it a few times, and as long as he thought about it, he could change it or not. After putting away the two corpses, he took a look at Liu Laohan's old house and walked out. He didn't know where to go, but he had his own goals, the people in that kind of clothes, he wanted to avenge the little girl who had been with him for a long, long time, and those who had acted on him.

The stone followed the horseshoe prints on the snow, and galloped all the way to the city, Drunken Moon City. He entered the city like a beggar, which was not uncommon in the city, except that he was the least clothed. Dumbfounded, he turned around a few times, and finally saw a familiar dress. He followed the man all the way to a huge mansion. Without thinking too much, he walked directly towards the door, and there was a golden plaque hanging on the door, "City Lord's Mansion".

"Hey, what are you doing, is this where you came from? I don't look at what this place is. The guard at the door said to him in disgust before the stone came near.

"I'm looking for someone. The stone said coldly.

"Who?," the guard asked impatiently.

"Revenge. The stone thought of the little girl who died tragically, and suddenly a trace of anger welled up in his heart, and he stepped directly into it.

"Those who stinky for food are looking for death. The guard drew his sword and slashed at the stone. The blade slashed at the neck of the stone, and the stone's eyes were cold, and the anger in his heart completely exploded. The stone with red eyes suddenly reached out and grabbed the blade, and he said coldly: "Only if you are all dead, there will be no innocent people in this world who will die again." As soon as he finished speaking, he had already broken the blade, and the tip of the knife was slapped into the chest of the guard.

The other three guards, who had been watching the joke, were stunned, and blood splattered on their faces, before they reacted. hurriedly pulled out the waist knife, but before he could make a move, a punch had already smashed on the head, and three figures flew out.

There was a heavy muffled "......bang", and the golden gate, which represented the largest magnate in Drunken Moon City, flew in all directions, and the stone slowly stepped over the threshold. Dressed without sleeves and trouser legs, with a black robe with holes, barefoot, and a stone emitted from his head, he walked into the City Lord's Mansion with a murderous aura.

After a day, the city lord, who had not yet settled down, was enjoying a massage, when a loud noise frightened him and he fell directly from the chaise longue.

"Someone, someone. Who? Who made the move? Pulled people out and cut them down, cut them down. The frightened lord of the city sat on the ground and roared wildly. "No, bury his whole family, bury it. ”

The door was slammed open, and one of the guards stumbled in, one of the few guards left yesterday. "Oh no, city lord, that madman is here, killed. He's slamming the door and killing people in the front yard. ”

"Coming, or coming? Hurry up, prepare the horses, prepare the horses. Hurry up, hurry. The city lord trembled in fright, rolled up with a body of fat, and shouted at the top of his voice.

"Bang" As soon as the guard turned around and walked to the door, the door exploded and slapped in, slapping the guard directly into the wall.

"You're really ...... here"