Li Yuanhao had two wounds on his shoulder, one was a blood hole left by the small turquoise sword piercing his shoulder, and the other was a blood trough bitten out by the white tiger, the two wounds were bleeding, mixed together, and fell to the ground along the drooping arm, looking extremely terrifying, the huge pain made a trace of sweat beads appear on her brow. Under the two wounds, one of her arms could no longer move, and she did not have the strength to control the flying sword, only one arm was left to hold the broken sword.

She is a weak and sentimental person, she is very sympathetic to the life experience of the five white wolves, she never wanted to quibble, but hated what she had just done, but turned her head slightly, and glanced at Li Xiuce, who was also covered in blood, and she suddenly felt that everything was worth it.

In front of Li Yuanhao, the white tiger's body twitched constantly, scarlet blood and snow-white brains mixed together, telling the danger of the hand-to-hand encounter just now.

Bai Ling was already in tears, put down the body of the white claw, slowly stood up, wiped the tears on his face indiscriminately, and let out a low and sad roar in his throat, the white bear's tendons were broken, he couldn't stand up, and the blood was stained on the ground.

The leader of the white wolf is also a sad face, born as a human but in order to become a human and work hard, this is a huge irony, for a moment he suddenly lost his mind and remembered, living in the wolf's den, I don't know who my parents were, I don't know where they came from, the wolf mother raised them, and then died in the mouth of the more ferocious steppe snow wolf, the grassland prevailed in the sky burial, they ate the wolf mother into the stomach, gain strength, let the wolf mother be with them forever, let the wolf mother's soul be immortal in the immortal sky, they chased and killed thousands of miles in order to take revenge, chased and intercepted, and drove the group of grassland snow wolves to extermination, cramps and peeled the skin, and the snow wolf skin hung on the high flagpole, like an ode, and now in this alley of Shengjing City, the scenes of hunting and killing are staged again.

"The beginning is the end, everything is just another cycle. ”

The white wolf, who is constantly working hard in order to become a real person, remembered what the Bank of China once said, and he suddenly understood a little, the master understood so many truths, understood so much, in the end, it was not for the sake of tormenting each other with the ancestors and grandchildren of the Northern Wei Dynasty, to see who could survive whom, it turned out that everything was a cycle.

The white wolf walked forward, step by step, in order to be like a human, he has always insisted on walking upright, but deep down, he is more eager to get on all fours, so that it is more comfortable, more comfortable, that is the way he has been used to walking for many years, but only at this moment, he is really walking upright like a human, before he relied on the instinct of hunting to rank among the nine ranks, and now he has stood there steadily, the truth that the Bank of China used to say suddenly has another understanding.

He walked forward slowly, his pace was slow, but it was like walking through early summer, autumn and winter, and before he knew it, the realm rose again, crossed the threshold of the nine grades, and walked to the realm of heaven and man.

Bai Ling couldn't help but burst into tears, and the next moment she was dumbfounded, because a terrible and terrifying scene happened in her eyes, the white wolf's breath became more and more vigorous, but black blood continued to gush out of her mouth and nose, and the master said a secret method to forcibly break through the realm, and the price was her life.

As if sensing Bai Ling's gaze, the white wolf turned his head and smiled, shook his head, and then faced Li Yuanhao, and suddenly said in a loud voice: "Please go to Huangquan." ”

As soon as the words fell, he had already begun to run rapidly, accompanied by a series of endless rumbling sounds, like a fierce tide, a punch slammed into Li Yuanhao, and it seemed that the spirit of the whole body was smashed out.

Pulling a hair and moving the whole body, the breath of heaven and earth was pulled by the white wolf's fist,

Li Yuanhao saw that the fist was getting bigger and bigger, and it was becoming more and more irresistible, in front of the one-handed horizontal sword, the broken place kept drawing circles, circle after circle, circle after circle, circle after circle, and wanted to resolve this unstoppable punch, the moon water was not cold, countless small knives were facing the wind, Hong Xiguan's strength was born from the ground, the fists intersected, the thunder was stacked, the drums were beaten many times, his feet kept sliding back on the ground, and his body was already out of the alley, and he still couldn't block the thousand-pound fist, and was blown out.

The white wolf died of exhaustion, lying on the ground with a faint smile on his face.

Li Yuanhao walked into the alley again, covered in blood.

The white bear who was picked off his hamstrings didn't know where the strength came from, he suddenly stood up and pounced on Li Yuanhao, every step forward could hear the sound of bones rubbing, he did not attack Li Yuanhao, but wrapped his hands around Li Yuanhao's body, and roared again: "Kill her!"

The breath in Li Yuanhao's body soared again, and the big acupoints all over his body beat the drum again, and the breath continued to explode, and the coefficient bombarded the white bear's body, and a cloud of blood mist exploded.

"Kill her!" Bai Xiong roared again, but he was lifeless, like his last words before he died, but the arms that wrapped around Li Yuanhao never let go.

"I'm going to kill you, kill you!" The crazy Bai Ling suddenly stood up, ignoring the flying and choking Li Yuanhao's neck with both hands, his green tendons were exposed, and his face was distorted.

Li Yuanhao, whose hands and feet were bound, tried his best to break free, but his strength became smaller and smaller, and the feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger, which was stronger than the killing of the Taitai State in front of the Taihe Palace, which was the fear of life leaving the body.

Suddenly, Bai Ling's body stiffened, standing on the spot, the distorted expression on her face froze, her hands covered her mouth, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, a scimitar was inserted from behind her, penetrating her chest, blood flowed down the tip of the knife, and a delicate rouge box fell from her arms, knocked to the ground, and fell in half.

Li Xiuce slowly pulled out the scimitar, the first time he killed someone, his face was frightened, his hands trembled, and countless waves appeared in the depths of his heart.

Kneeling on her knees, Bai Ling's eyes began to drift, she looked around in confusion, the ruins and broken walls, lowered her head to grab the box of rouge, tried several times, but always couldn't catch it, finally, she caught it, those bright red rouge and blood were mixed together, and the rich couldn't be dissolved.

When the day dawned, the sun came out, revealing a head from the east, and wisps of warm sunlight shone through the layers of dense fog into this east-west alley, staining those blood into blurry brilliant points of light, and all the corpses were plated with a layer of golden brilliance.

Then, the fog cleared, and Shengjing City ushered in a new day, an ordinary day.

Li Yuanhao sat under the corner of the wall, his legs and feet outstretched, and he breathed heavily, relieving his fear and pain.

Li Xiuce stabbed out a knife with all his strength, and collapsed from exhaustion at this moment, with a bang, the short knife fell to the ground, and with a pop, he also fell to the ground, looking at the gradually brighter sky: "Sister, what are you thinking?"

"Didn't think about anything. Li Yuanhao shook her head, in fact, she remembered the time she had in Yuelu Academy.

That slut talks about his ambitions all day long, and he chatters about it 800 times a day, which annoys people to death.

"Incognito, wandering the world, and then dying at the foot of the mountain where spring flowers bloom and summer flowers bloom. ”