The night is not over, and bloodlust is rampant. The thorny dwelling, the wind of slaughter is wild, and an unwinnable battle is endless.

The last time Shu Daoxing accidentally intercepted people, it was different from Simon's calm anger. Dressed in a silver and white Western-style dress, the corners of his mouth are raised at the moment, and he is in a good mood. Therefore, Simon ordered the capture of Nakahara Masanori, and he also came with high interest.

The greatest weakness of the righteous path is that it is never possible to live in a base area. As expected, there were only a few people left. And under the heavy siege of the bloodthirsty, even though the swordsmanship of the arrogant red dust is outstanding, the disadvantage of one-sided is already obvious.

The silver staff turned into a sword and stabbed, which was different from the Western swordsmanship style of the Central Plains, which made it difficult for Aoxiao Hongchen to figure out the depth of the sword for a while, and his eyes caught a glimpse of the pale Qizi falling into danger, and he couldn't help but feel anxious, and his brows and wrinkles became tighter.

"The demons are arrogant, and your sins are unforgivable!"

Passing through the red dust does not disturb the pass, and the world is rounded to return. The beacon fire red dust road floated into the hand, and the red dust sword was as good as it was, but when he saw a flash of white light, he swept through thousands of armies and swept away, frustrating the silver sword.

Let go of his hands and feet, laugh proudly at Hongchen's feet, and then let out the arrogant sky, and the sword roars away, killing Sheen, Lifei and Wright, and solving the pale Qizi dilemma.

Clinker, the body of the bloodthirsty is immortal, even if the sap of the divine tree poses a threat to the three of them, coupled with the fact that the sap of the Divine Tree is eyeing the tiger, the arrogant red dust is besieged by many people in an instant, and it is even more difficult to break through.

On the other side, the Sword Monarch Twelve hated the remnants of the Ghost King again, and he did not fall behind in a short period of time. Seeing this, Yu Mo's eyes suddenly turned cold, and then the battle intent was even more burning, and his playful expression was completely unconcealed, and his appearance suddenly changed to a vicious state and his body was unfolded again, so fast that he was so quick that he crossed the defense line of the two people in one breath, and it didn't take time to be ruthless, and he had already captured the pale Qizi in the blink of an eye.

"If you want this man to live, then let's have a good fight. ”

Every high-ranking bloodthirsty person has the right to choose a direct vassal. willful and arrogant, he looks down on ordinary masters.

Extreme liking and dislike xù prompted action, Yu Mo turned his hand and handed the pale Qizi to Sheen, and then looked back at the two sword monarchs who looked at each other angrily, and the white fingers picked up the light blonde hair on the sideburns, and laughed: "What, if the people of the Central Plains only have this ability, they can't win against Yancheng." Of course, I won't give you the opportunity to delay until sunrise. Sheen, take the men back to the city, and if they can catch up, they will return them, or they will become my vassals. ”

Sheehan hesitated: "Lord Yumo......"

"Huh?"

"Yes. ”

The bloodthirsty ones have a strict hierarchy, and when they see that they are unhappy, Sheen does not dare to make a mistake, so he takes the pale Qizi and returns to Yancheng.

This time, the bloodthirsty man killed the Thorn Residence, not to capture the Pale Strange Child. After all, the Eight Characters of the Evil Son have not yet been brushed up, and it is purely to kill and injure the power of the righteous path. And unexpectedly with the help of the Moon Torturer, Onmyoji, etc., Yan Cheng acted as low-key as he didn't need to make an initial plan, and Yu Mo himself was not content with a plain personality.

Seeing the arrogance of Hongchen and the twelve hatreds of the Sword Monarch, the two swords burst out in an attempt to break through and save people, and the sneer led the crowd to block the front, and the silver sword in his hand was raised vertically to the sky, with a strange and detached footwork, and the ice truth style stabbed the two people in a row.

"Sword Monarch be careful. ”

His left hand pressed lightly on his chest, and it was a letter hidden in his bosom. Yi Qiu Nian's words are still in his ears, and although he is very angry at the moment, he still can't step out of the knot of the past, and he can only put his anger into the sword.

The two swords are again, under the calm and elegance on the surface of the silver staff, it implies extreme speed, ruthlessness, and viciousness, coupled with the bloodthirsty person's own racial advantage, although the arrogant Hongchen is even more cultivated, but it is difficult to show his swordsmanship, but he cannot defeat the enemy lightly.

On the other hand, Dan Ding and others can do something unusual, even though the remnants of the ghost king have gradually lost their essence of martial arts due to bloodthirstiness, but the new immortal body is helping, and the strength is not inferior to the sword monarch too much.

In extreme danger, hearing the arrogance and concern, the twelve hatreds of the Sword Monarch nodded slightly, waved away the distracting thoughts in his mind and calmed down, the martial arts on the sword frame and the cold mangs without strings were even worse, and the heart of the sword was gradually perfected, and the infinite sword was wielded freely.

"Four o'clock river rain. ”

The Confucian sword is in hand, and the enemy's movement is like a god, and the sword monarch and fingers lightly press Xunfeng, and the dense sword net is not leaked.

The sword is a first-class good sword, and the sword intent is rare and pure in the world. Although Dan Ding and other generals felt extremely jealous, they had a bloodthirsty and immortal body, and they were not afraid of exchanging injuries for injuries.

The Evil Blade and the Thunder Warrior are both fierce generals, and they are forced to pass through the double swords, and the knife and iron rod are slashed and swept at the same time, hitting the sword monarch's vital point.

"The last chapter of the canon: The Demon Hell Tribulation. ”

After being recovered by Simon, the remnants of the crowd were all reversed by bloodthirsty instincts, except for the few cases used to combine and give birth to evil children, and Dandin was no exception.

It became his instinct to be ordered to punish the enemy, and he saw that the two former comrades-in-arms were about to die by the sap of the divine tree, but Dan Ding seemed to be completely gone, and coldly turned the book in his hand into a loud noise, and the dark green evil energy condensed into a strange cross light wave, and pressed towards the Sword Monarch from the air to the twelve hatreds.

"None of the swords!"

With one enemy and three, the twelve sword monarchs hated that even though their strength had greatly improved, under the offensive that could not breathe, after swinging their swords to block the sword stick, they were still caught by Dan Ding in the gap.

The evil qi of the demons and hells attacked his body, and the sword monarch tried his best to change his qi, and as soon as the uncertain sword came out, although the sword qi was sharp and incomparable, piercing the light curtain and piercing through Dan Ding's body, in a hurry, it was invincible to the evil ghosts, and he was injured by vomiting.

Fortunately, Dan Ding and the others were human bodies and ghosts earlier, and they were not familiar with the attack methods of bloodthirsty people. The Evil Blade and the Thunder Warrior were only low-level bloodthirsty physiques, which invaded the body through the sap of the Divine Tree, and immediately vaporized and dissipated.

The victory and defeat of Yu Mo and Aoxiao Hongchen were inseparable for a while, and several bloodthirsty Grand Dukes saw that Dan Ding was alone fighting the Sword Monarch, and they actually went into battle to besiege and beat them in person.

"Despicable!"

Layer after layer of crises are incomprehensible, the anger of the arrogant laughter and red dust is even more ignited, turning into the injustice on the sword, people are fighting hard with Yu Mo in the air, the hand holding the sword reproduces the red dust, and the sword qi of the waves is scattered.

Although the arrogant red dust is difficult to destroy the immortal body of Yumo, but with the wonderful sword moves and the outstanding foundation as the base, the rolling red dust beacon fire that burst out suddenly shocked several grand dukes out of the thorny house.

can solve the temporary crisis, but it is difficult to help the two of them get out of the predicament, arrogantly laughing Hongchen and Jianjun behind each other, and seeing Yu Mo leading the crowd to attack.

At the moment of danger, a spherical metal suddenly shot into the field from not far away. Discovered the attack of the hidden weapon early, but Yu Mo felt that the skill of the person who came was weak, and the method of sending this thing was even inferior, so he smiled disdainfully and raised his sword in the center of the ball.

The clinker was in the middle of the sword in an instant, and three bright white circles of light surged out, spreading from the inside in a radius of hundreds of feet, and the bloodthirsty man's attack even stopped for a moment.

"Childe, come with me. ”

"It's you, Wintersong!"

A gentle female voice came into his ears, and the arrogant smile Hongchen suddenly showed an incredible surprise on his face, but he also knew that it was useless to stay at this moment, and he was busy with the sword monarch and took the opportunity to get out.

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"Half wading in the turbid stream and half sitting clear, leaning on the Zheng and chanting Guangling Wen, Han Jian silently listens to the gentleman's will, and is proud of the world's laughter.

A wave of autumn waves and thousands of blood, sad tunes and sad people, broken piano and sword and then reviewed, chaotic and always upside down. ”

Listening to the rhyme, the square boundary is six strings, and the scenery is vaguely like yesterday. The memorial inscription is vivid, which makes people feel embarrassed.

For the Sorrowful Moon Fairy, it is already more sad than dead. However, when I saw Yuan Dongqu again today, I laughed proudly at the beginning of Hongchen's joy, but I was hit by the same sense of absurdity.

I was at a loss, and I couldn't tell whether to believe or not to believe, whether to recognize each other or not to recognize each other. Laughing at Hongchen's gaze, opposite to the pure and innocent eyes of the other party, the words of questioning only disappeared when they reached his mouth, and he asked astringently: "...... Didn't you back then?"

"Decades ago, the son of Mowgli and his mother were talked about being helped by their predecessors who had no desire to come into hiding from the world. Later, Dongqu was subject to the patriarchal authority of his father, but it was Shu Zhuying's predecessors who rescued him in a timely manner, and he used the plan of his predecessors to talk about the desireless predecessors, so he cheated his death and got out of the whirlpool of rivers and lakes. ”

"Then why don't you come looking for me?" his mind was complicated, and he smiled arrogantly and stared at the monument of the dead.

"Because, because of that year, ...... back then" said bitterly, Yuan Dongqu covered his chest with white sleeves, and was unable to continue verbally for a while.

I was in contact because of orders, and I fell in love because of envy. When he learned that the object of envy was his biological mother, Yuan Dongqu could only retreat silently and return to the empty Xiaozhu alone.

And when he saw the arrogant smile Hongchen and regretted the original inscription, Yuan Dongqu had no joy. It was only because he was stung by the angry state of the break between the arrogant Hongchen and the Sorrowful Moon Fairy, and because of the interference of external factors, Yuan Dongqu couldn't, didn't dare, and couldn't recognize each other.

Tingyun Xiaozhu is completely the same as the layout of previous years, and not a single grass or tree has been changed. Yuan Dongqu, who didn't know how to answer, saw a well-preserved piano in the garden pavilion, so he could only silently walk into the pavilion and sit down.

"Childe, can Dongqu still listen to your song of playing the qin again?"

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