I didn't lose consciousness, but I had a terrible headache. Qu Yuan's river water seemed to wash me away, pulling out my yin veins. I understand that because my yin veins are Lin Jie's tears, when it is extracted and dissolved, I can't help but think of everything related to Lin Jie. I finally saw the harm I had done to Lin Jie systematically, as if I was being accused, and I couldn't hold my head up. Lin Xiangru was also messy by the water, and after the river receded, his clothes were torn, and the dark red lines were washed away. It is also difficult for the body to stand, and when it is about to fall, it is to be crutched to the ground with a sword. The two of us can't bear this trick, it can be said that we don't have the ability to fight anymore, as long as Qu Yuan has another impact, he can bury us, but he is still in that state just now, walking in a daze, losing interest in us.

"Don't think that the Lord is in a trance like you, he just doesn't have enough yin energy. Lin Xiangru smiled dismally, and I was embarrassed to say it. The trance was originally a secret between me and Lian Po, and Lian Po must have told him when I was sleeping, "Moreover, he should keep Yin Qi to deal with Lian Po." ”

Not far away, there is a piece of pure land that has not been flooded. Lian Po and the general of the tiger-headed sickle are still polishing each other's belongings, and the sound of swords and sickles hitting each other is endless. At this time, Lian Po's left rib had been broken by the other party, and the jet-black soul blood that flowed out slightly dripped down from the armor, and once it touched the ground, it became black smoke, and then disappeared. When I looked, Lian Po had a slight upper hand, and was parrying the hook, pull, cut, and stroke of the sickle, although the Lian Po knife was long, but it could not resist the greater range of the sickle's attack, and every time he just held the blade, he was always swept by the spikes, how could this Lian Po get rid of it? Relying on his strength in vain, he couldn't pull much distance away when he pushed him away, so when he re-launched the knife, it was easy to be in a passive position. The general with the tiger-headed sickle is also fierce, and the two tigers on the left and right of the general's mansion are not false. After fighting for fifty rounds, he finally bullied the old man, shook his spirits, and broke the sickle straight ahead of him and changed it into a long knife like a crescent moon. Lian Po shouted, strode back, leaning back, the handle of the knife protecting his heart, the tip of the blade scratching the ground, and the cement fragments that he picked up jumped on the general's body. The tiger head sickle was shot in the face with a stone, and he couldn't help but be furious, and swept away, and the air flowed through the hollow mouth of the tiger's head, whirring like a tiger's roar. This sweep almost cut off Lian Po's hand. The lion is under control of the tiger!

I was helped up by Lin Xiangru, barely closing the yin veins, not being eroded by Qu Yuan, but that's all. We could only stand, and we didn't have the strength to run over at all.

"I'm going to call Tan Bo and Ma Hong!" I asked Lin Xiangru to dial, "Employing people is right now." That Zhang Mingxin is not here now, it seems that he doesn't dare to come over because of the rumors. ”

Ma Hong answered the phone in a timely manner, and came up to Guo Qian, hello, if there is anything to say, but when I told him that I was being chased and killed and fell into a bitter battle, he fell silent. A businessman is inferior to a soul warrior and does not have the courage to take risks. He was eager to get something in return from me, but he wouldn't venture into it.

"You're not coming?" I said, "I'm just in a bitter battle, and there is no reason for a certain defeat, if you come, won't you win?" I'm not far from the hospital, you're driving, and it only takes ten minutes to get from the Yuntu Hotel!"

"Guo Qian, I happened to be in ······ Let's talk about business······ This is also a list that cannot be given up······ Shall I come over later?" Mahon said softly, without the slightest resistance, but the meaning was clear.

"What if I'm dead after you've talked about it, do you think I'm not as good as he is?" I was angry, and I wanted my protection by force so much, and I couldn't avoid it at such a moment. I don't believe it! This year's auction is so hot, if you don't pay a high price, will anyone give up the auction and negotiate with you privately? Let's wait and see, I, Guo Qian, will definitely go back alive, so you can wait and see.

In contrast, Tan Bo promised very quickly, he took a taxi, and if it went well, it would arrive within twenty minutes. Well, no matter how tough it is right now, I'm going to have to hold on for another twenty minutes. Although Lian Po is temporarily restrained, after all, his rank is higher than that of the other party, and he has been fighting for a long time, which may not be defeat. Lin Xiangru also regained his strength and fought Qu Yuan with his sword again. The two finally clashed each other, wading through the receding river······

"Lord, let's make a phone call to Sun Yiqun. "Lin Xiangru has his back to me, and his figure is elegant. He cut off half of his sleeve with his sword, revealing his white forearms. ”

He didn't communicate with me for a long time, and he didn't have the tacit understanding between me and Lian Po. At this point, he didn't have time to give a reason, but the request was very strong, and I had to carry it out. Sun Yiqun is an intermediate investigator of the city association, and he is willing to help me, but to do so is to "lure the wolf into the house" for me. Gathering martial spirits in the city to fight and brawl is enough to be the perfect reason for him to arrest me—by that time, will I be able to beat him?

"Hey, Brother Yiqun, I'm being hunted down, come and help me. "I said," the city gymnasium next to the park under the viaduct. It's tricky, I can't hold it anymore. ”

"You are a scoundrel! Guo Qian, don't think that you can hang me as much as you want, I will bring someone over now, and I can detain you immediately! I don't care who is chasing and killing you, you tell him that he did a good job, I will immediately go and thank him personally, thank him for giving me a reason to arrest you!" Sun Yiqun hung up the phone, probably applying for the team. Such a jealous and hateful person must have hated the Sunglasses Man's attack on the citizens of the city. I just don't know who will arrive soon.

The water has almost receded, and they are all transformed by Qu Yuan's yin qi, and such a large amount has consumed a lot of Qu Yuan. Lin Xiangru was even taller, his strength overwhelmed Qu Yuan, and the bronze sword swung again and again, slamming into the piece that Qu Yuan was holding. The two bronze pieces collided, and each time the strength of both sides was different, so there was a wonderful sound, crisp and pleasant, not much different from that of the flow of the instrument. Qu Yuan was barefoot, and when he stepped on another stone left by the battle in a hurry, he was also pierced with blood, and in the blink of an eye, Qu Yuan's footsteps brought out black smoke. He moved more slowly, and he couldn't fight back against Lin Xiangru at all, so he could only play the music passively.

Wenchen is not comparable to military generals, and their collision will not explode how brilliant the light and fire, nor will there be the grandeur when the armor collapses. Lian Po dared to tear the cuirass and throw it on the ground, just as he couldn't tear his deep coat by hand. Their runes are embroidered on the lines of their clothes, because they are too fine, not as obvious as the armor ravines of the generals, and they do not show much light. If it is said that the Yin Qi flowing on the armor is a long river, they are the stream. But Wenchen fencing also has a sense of beauty. Both sides have good faces, the generals are neat and white, and the clothes are soft and flowing. The soul of its battle lies in the sabre. Why do these people wear swords to defend themselves and show their status, and not carry other weapons? The ancient law often says: the sword is light and agile. Lin Xiangru and Qu Yuan's posture is like two swans flapping their wings on the surface of the lake, and their posture is naturally elegant.

The mighty river has no roots in the end, and there will be a time when it will run out. These two battlefields, which were divided by rivers, gradually merged into one. From the time Lian Po first poked his sword into Qu Yuan's neck, to the time when the tiger head sickle general pierced Lin Xiang's chest with a bronze sword similar to Lin Xiang, a hundred rounds, I saw the general face back to back countless times. With a slight tap on each other, they regain their infinite strength, and when they pounce again, both of them are brave. I remember what I said: The King of Qin did not dare to add troops to Zhao, and the two of them were in vain. Now Guo Qianzhi looks at it, and it is indeed the same. The tiger head scythe general was unwilling to be swordsman, pulled out the bronze short sword inserted in his right chest, and swung the scythe like crazy, his hand almost clenching the part under the scythe's tiger head. The scythe became his giant claw, and he became a trapped tiger. The spirit of the king of beasts is on the claw blade of death. The general shouted angrily, and the runes around him instantly brightened, and for a long time, he burned all the remaining yin qi, enveloping himself in the golden light of the soul fire. Because of the furrows in his armor, some parts of his body were dark, and the parts next to him that were lit by the runes themselves matched with the markings of a tiger.

"Uh-" His giant claws have the power of opening mountains and cracking stones, and the head of the knife is wedged into the ground, which can turn over a zhang of broken soil and derive a crack of ten meters. The king of the mountains and forests was furious, and the beasts avoided or ambushed. He slashed down again and missed, and slammed forward the road, and the cornerstone of one hundred and ten catties was easily swept away, and the moment it hung in the air, he was kicked out with one foot. Lian Po split a stone, and he didn't have time to raise the knife and fall again, so he had to hold the knife with both hands and handle it. One, two, three! Three hundred-pound boulders hit Lian Po at high speed in turn, and when the fourth one hit, Lian Po's feet could not hold the ground, and the golden boots were used as hoes to dig the ground, and as the body retreated, digging a long ditch of five or six meters. The fifth piece came up and shattered the front ones, and there were two triangular ones flying on Lian Po's chest, which submerged into the lower part of Lian Po's collarbone. Lian Po gritted his teeth, shook the ground with a knife in one hand, and knocked out the shrapnel-like stones with the other. But in this small gap, the tiger general's giant claws were already raised in front of Lian Po's forehead. The tiger pats the head none. The two sides of the sickle reflected the sunlight to both sides, and there was only one line against the light, which was the blade as thin as a piece of paper!

"Wow-"

Tiger claws crimson.

"Bang-"

The tiger grinds its teeth and sucks blood.

I saw Lian Po's eyes and face, all like ghosts, anger and resentment swelled to the supreme realm, intertwined with roars and vibrations in his mind. His chest was covered with black soul blood, and then it turned into billowing black smoke.

Lian Po was stunned for a moment, until the black smoke escaped. He reached out to touch it, but couldn't. The blood could still rest between him, but the smoke would only slip through his fingers and return to the boundless wilderness, the endless sky.

"Hey, I said, Lin Xiangru, let me ask you a question. He smiled, but his eyes were warm and his old tears were cloudy, "You said, you avoided me at that time, were you really afraid of me?"

Lin Xiangru also has the same demeanor as him, but it is more free. He turned back as best he could: "Although he is like a man, he is only afraid of General Lian? Gu Wu Nianzhi, the reason why Qiang Qin did not dare to increase troops against Zhao······ The two of us are also ······"

"Don't say it, don't say it. Lian Po shook his head vigorously, "You're just afraid of me, right, you were afraid of me at the beginning······, right? You're afraid of General Lian once, okay······"

"How can this be done······ For more than 2,000 years, children know it······ But God's will is difficult, and the fate of you and me is destined not to last long······ I'll be afraid of you for once."

"Okay, okay, I'm convinced, I'm honest. Lian Po knelt on the ground and reached out to wrap his arms around the broken body that looked like it had been cut, "I don't know the general······ I don't know ······ general."

The water receded completely. The summer sun is very powerful, and the sun in Yuecheng is even more powerful - not only can it dry out the puddles formed by natural rainfall, but it can also melt the lakes formed by yin qi. Of course, the most powerful thing is that it pierces the darkness little by little through the huge black smoke, and shines on Lian Po's tear-washed face. Lian Po only realized today how gentle and kind he was to stand in front of him and destroy him in ashes.

"Despicable people, I don't know how wide the general is. ”

As if fulfilled, Lian Po's body suddenly turned black, reflecting a strange luster in the sunlight.