The fish has been looking for a way back. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But it's too long.

But it's too far.

But it's too hard.

Cheng Gu can't turn back.

There should be no way back on that day, and there will never be a way back.

The fish returns.

No matter how hard this fish looks, it can't find its way home, it can't find its smile anymore, and it can't go back to where it once was.

Solitary fish.

More than one.

There are too many in the pool of blood, some who can stand, and some who are in the air.

He was the only one on his knees.

"Haha~~~. ”

The fish in the air laughed.

Looking, the patriarch of Jutian looked at the fish kneeling on the ground and smiled.

The smile made the paleness on his face even paler, blurred his eyes, which still retained their essence, and bent and sank his already rickety spine.

He's old.

White hair knotted with white frost.

On the back side, I saw the thick dust of the sky.

"Fish Clan~~~!!"

Resounding in the sky, bright through the sky, this is the howl of the Kutian Patriarch, and only this roar proves that he still wants to keep himself young.

Look.

Listen.

Whether it's a madman or a madman, they're watching, they're listening.

Hoarseness and blood were rising.

"Go home. ”

The young howl of the Kutian patriarch was a roar for those who had fallen in a pool of blood, and the cold people walked home with the still alive.

As a patriarch.

He is the mountain of all the people, including the unfilial piety, disloyalty, unkindness and unrighteousness of the fish to find the return, he also takes the surname of Yuwei, and now he also does the name of the lonely fish.

"Fish-Clan. ”

His voice lives on in the sky.

Everyone was listening, they were waiting for the patriarch's orders.

The face fell, his eyes fell on the kneeling Yu Xunhui, and he roared in a low voice: "Welcome home alone." ”

Solitary?

The whole family is lonely.

But for the return, he is the real lonely, he is the real lonely, and now the tribe is roaring, welcoming him home.

Hands are clasped tightly.

Hearing the voice, I saw the blurred figure kneeling on the ground through the long crowd.

Return.

Seeking.

Xunxiang saw his brother, and what he held in his hand was his wife's Xunyi's hand, clenching, Xunyi's face couldn't help but wrinkle in pain, but there was no slight snort in her mouth.

Finger clasp.

Heart-to-heart.

This woman understands her man, Xunyi has sensed her husband's fear from the cold sweat of Xunxiang's palm, he is afraid, and he knows what he is afraid of.

Hope and supplication.

He could hold himself so tightly all the time.

When did you wish you had success?

Pray when it will be done.

"Whew~~. ”

Breathe.

Xun Xiang took a long breath in his mouth, his face was slightly lowered, and he fell on Xunyi's face, looked at it, looked at it with a smile, and said, "Yi, don't be afraid." ”

What did he say?

Understand.

Confidants understand.

Knowing the meaning, tears in the corners of his eyes became lines, and he whispered in his mouth: "I'm not afraid." ”

The young man smiled, the young man said with a smile.

"Meaning, you wait for me, you mean you must wait for me?"

Looking for words, looking for words, he was talking, he had let go of the hand he was holding tightly, and his face was smiling to a thick one, and he turned around without any affection and no nostalgia.

He's gone.

His husband just left.

When his wife needed to rely on him the most, Xun Xiang did choose to turn around and leave.

Tears fell, and Xun Yi whispered: "Take care." ”

Where does he go?

"Welcome home. ”

His steps fell firmly, his steps fell deeply, step by step, to the front, the next step is the blade of the blood lock.

There was no hesitation.

There was no hesitation.

"Hiss~~. ”

This place was not quiet in the first place, the silence was just an illusion, and under the few shouts of the Jutian patriarch, and the disturbance of the footsteps of the search, this false silence finally broke.

The front is chaotic and bright.

The Blood Lost Demon is in trouble.

The sword is gone, the sword is flashing.

Welcoming is not a person, and entering the crowd is not alone.

The old men of the Snow Peak of the Fish Clan who were the blood peaks followed closely behind, they walked out, all the old people who were still alive walked out, and all the old people in the prime of life filled the vacancies of the old people.

The old man left everything.

Leave your own people behind, fight into madness, and pray for madness.

They watched the return, and their unwavering footsteps were to welcome the return.

"Haha~~. ”

Laugh.

Blazing Yang Jun looked at the kneeling of the returnee, listened to the voice of the patriarch of Jutian, and saw the courage of the old man who was looking for the Tongyu clan, he sneered on his face, burst out laughing, rolled his eyebrows, and said, "It's really touching." ”

"Hey~~. ”

Yin test is a sneer.

"But we're not going to do it. ”

After the words stopped, Blazing Sun Jun's face was cold, and he suddenly shouted, "Kill them, kill that young man, kill those old horsemen." ”

"Boom~~~. ”

The tone is booming.

The crazy sea was already surging, and in such a urging, the sword light was surging and the cold sword light was surging as if it was about to overturn the earth.

The sea roars, and the people roar.

"Ah~~. ”

Hearing the voice of Blazing Yang Jun, it was two people, the two voices roared in the same direction, and they saw that they were covered in blood, and the knife in their hands was like a charm in their hands, and they were struggling towards themselves, so how could they fall behind, their bodies had already stood up straight, and the knife in their hands was already cold.

"Kill~~. ”

The way home, I have already died, but I must see them.

"Keng~~~. ”

How much blood is so thick, the search knife walked by, and every inch of skin in front of him was cut, and a embodied body was actually cut by Dao Jin, and it was broken into a place, and all kinds of things were in a pile.

Shocked?

No.

The blood is here, who still has the courage to be frightened, after a moment, after a moment of blood dance, it is more likely that when the knife in his hand is retrieved into a demon, the knife in the hands of many madmen has already followed the action.

"Kill~~. ”

They're roaring, too.

How many knives, dense and almost able to crush people to suffocation, completely beckoning to the body of the returnee, it is conceivable that as long as one knife hits, then there must be many, many knives cold.

Then it is death.

Dead into mud, chopped into ashes.

Man under the knife.

The knife is on top of the head.

"Poof~~. ”

The cold light was chaotic on the top of my head, but I didn't care about finding it, the short knife in my hand was dancing, cutting, cutting, cutting, no matter how strong your body was, no matter how strong your backbone was, all lay down for me.

Break, break, break.

The body lay down one by one.

But the knife hanging high above his head finally had a chance to fall.

"Kill him. ”

Roaring so loudly, do you think you can do it?

He may not know if he can do it, but the knife in his hand is saying that he can do it.

Are you sure?

"Keng~~. ”

Are you sure?

Are you sure under the knife?

What is determined is that the steel knife is full of steel teeth and broken.

The madness created by the murderous calendar, but now the madness of the bloody smearing of the murderous calendar was still successfully stunned, and they looked at the numbness under the knife.

What is that?

Scale.

Everyone has seen fish scales, but few people have seen such enlarged versions, and such strong fish scales, with green scales under the blade.

Are you still staying?

His eyes were blank, his face was surprised, and his expression was undoubted.

Then they died.

Scale.

It's not just the fish scales suspended on the top of his head, it's the fish scales that appear on his face and his visible skin.

Is this a demon?

Into the water, God knows what happened to him?

Into the water, God knows what he got in that puddle?

This I don't know, it will soon be all in front of me, and the body that shows that the fish scales are looking for it almost becomes a swimming fish, and the crowd is crazy crowded.

But with all his strength not to hide it, he thought he was like a fish in water.

It's so comfortable.

The blood stained the demon red, and there was no water, there was too much blood.

The freedom of finding back is relatively difficult to find with those old people.

They go step by step.

Every step of the way was stained with blood, the blood of the enemy, and his own blood, but fortunately, he was still able to stand, and his feet were still moving steadily.

Step by step.

At this step, too many people have fallen.

Looking back, I saw the old man behind him, from dozens of people who had been defeated to less than ten fingers, but they were still moving forward firmly.

To look back is to see their eyes.

What I saw, of course, was undoubted, but I found a trace of anger in their eyes, how can I not be angry, how can I not be angry?

Why are you here?

Why did the clansmen have to die in the next second?

The person in the hazy and bloody light in front of him is all him, all of this is given by him, and his current self is welcoming him, and it is true that he is greeting him.

"Huh~~. ”

This means to be understood.

Sad.

"Ah~~. ”

Tooth cutting hoarseness.

Looking for the only Dao power in the star map, although the face is ruthless, but the eyes are abnormally clean, the fish clan cultivates the heart, and the heart makes a decision when it is in danger.

"Hum~~. ”

Changming.

Shake the color of the sword.

The abrupt knives that were about to fall on Xunxiang's body were all shaken by his strange breath and fell to the side, what happened to him, did he return to the light?

The breath is gloomy, and the color of the light returns.

This is the breakthrough.

In the midst of the crisis, seek a breakthrough in the near future.

This is the opportunity.

The opportunity to become a long-term success, seeing the blurred shadow in the long crowd, the new mental strength came out, and suddenly everyone was in a hurry, and the knife in his hand was immediately empty.

Seeking is also a fish.

A brief moment.

A short wandering, and they took advantage of this shortness to finally lift the blur that separated their eyes, and they saw that they had not seen each other for a long time.

Blood-stained face.

Blood-smeared body.

Under the cover of blood, there must not be a trace of color on the body and face of the past, and everything in the past has long been burned to ashes by the fierce fire of the clan.

Scales make nails.

Covered in scales.

The fish returned like a demon, stained with traces of fish, and on the same face, on this body, everything that had ever been left in Qishuiyuan.

See.

When they meet, they laugh from their eyes and feel sad from their hearts.

In the past, when I was happy, I never thought that there would be such a day, but when I wanted to be happy, I felt that I would be very happy.

"Hehe~~. ”

Xun Hui smiled, forced a smile on his face, and shouted in his mouth: "Brother." ”

This voice is separated by a long sea of people, in the light of the sword, can people still hear it?

Brothers.

They are brothers, and although there are no traces of the past on their faces, they can still read the voice in his heart from the traces of his face.

I heard it, and I understood it.

But that's not what he cared about.

He was scared, and his lips trembled.

"Let's go. ”

Hissing, roaring, roaring, earnest, begging.

"Brother, let's go, you go quickly. ”

Although the knife is cold, although the person is chaotic.

But this hiss was heard by everyone in this crazy world, heard by the Patriarch of the Sky Heaven, and heard by the old man who was already getting cold in a pool of blood.

Han Xian also heard it.

Carrying a body of sin, what are you still doing, you are already dead, are you still doing it, go, go far, hide at the ends of the earth, you will owe me the share, you will owe the tribe, live well.