It's nightfall. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info The change came so quickly that even the nearest moon vortex didn't dare to say what it really saw. In the most time, the head was cut off, the tambourine and the head fell to the ground at the same time, the residual sound has not disappeared, and the blood has soared into the sky!

Qin Xiaochuan was stunned on the spot for a moment.

The fastest knife technique is more like controlling the time, the knife is up and down, and the person has pulled away one after another, and he disappears into the night without looking back.

Bi Feixiao didn't show any real ability to deal with the Moon Vortex and Qin Xiaochuan at all, one was extraordinary but was poisonous, and the other was not afraid of poison but only learned martial arts for two or three days, this level barely allowed Bi Feixiao to take out three points of spirit and attack with a drum sound, who knew that he would kill one of the most time halfway! A generation of heroes who should have made a difference in the future fell to the ground, leaving only half a shock at the end of their lives, and a trace of unwilling soul dissipated in the world. Death, sometimes so easily.

Moon Vortex spat out a mouthful of black blood, staggered a step, and slammed his sword on the ground, "Do you see clearly?" Under the cloak, he looked back slightly, and his voice was very soft with a hint of childishness, and he asked: "Do you know him?" ”

The most time has passed. When the swordsman appeared, it was clearly behind Qin Xiaochuan. Now Qin Xiaochuan himself is thinking about this problem. He actually has the answer in his heart, but he still has some doubts, when he looked at the picture after coming out of the pit, shouldn't the guy nicknamed "Old Dog" be a pervert wearing a dog's head? Qin Xiaochuan had actually thought about it earlier, and when he saw his titular brother, he must educate him well not to kill small animals. But reality always seems more bizarre than imagined.

Qin Xiaochuan did not answer the words of the Moon Vortex. He didn't know how to answer that question. If the young man who just appeared to kill Bi Feixiao is really the most timely, it should be his family. But after the most time of the knife, he immediately pulled away from the afterimage, looking like an awkward child who didn't want to recognize (mistakenly) with his brother, hey, it's hard to say.

The Moon Vortex shook and suddenly fell to the sky. Bang, the blood on the other end had dried up, and the headless corpse of Bi Feixiao also fell to the sky at the same time, and the poisonous insects around him lost control and scattered in all directions, and because they were afraid of the breath on Qin Xiaochuan's body, they fled far away into the grass, brick cracks and the like. Fortunately, the Moon Vortex was not poisoned for the second time, and was still lying on the ground for a long time.

Qin Xiaochuan was taken aback, and the action of dragging his feet and walking slowly immediately turned into a big stride. "Hey, are you alright?" The moon vortex under the cloak is obviously still a child, twelve or thirteen years old, and in the past Qin Xiaochuan, he was a junior high school student. The Moon Vortex mouth, ears, nose, and eyes were all seeping out with black blood, and his whole face was swollen undecently, which was even more embarrassed than Qin Xiaochuan, who had fallen several times in a row and was almost disfigured!

This is highly poisoned, and the poison is very deep. Qin Xiaochuan didn't care about the consequences, and directly slashed his wrist with his sword, dripping blood towards the Moon Vortex mouth. At this time, he realized that the injury he had just suffered was more than half healed unconsciously, and the place where it was originally painful was not painful at all, but the muscles and bones of his whole body were sore and swollen in panic. Under the hazy moonlight, Qin Xiaochuan lowered his head and found that his blood was actually different from ordinary people, and under the illumination of the moonlight, some faint purple qi was slowly emitted. Made, this won't really become Tang monk meat! Qin Xiaochuan was beating a drum in his heart, fortunately, his blood was indeed a little useful, and the purple-black color on the Moon Vortex face was fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Qin Xiaochuan was ruthless, and cut another cut on his wrist.

There was rustling footsteps from the rear, and ordinary people surrounded from the rear. During the time when Qin Xiaochuan was treating the Moon Vortex, some people had already begun to deal with the corpses left around them together. All the people were very quiet, silently doing what they thought they should do. In this way, a children's voice sounded beside Qin Xiaochuan was particularly crisp:

"Big brother, are you an immortal?"

Qin Xiaochuan lost a bit of blood, and he was already in a daze and was trying to think about whether to cut his wrist for the third time. The sound of a child close to his ears awakened his senses, and when he looked up, he saw a little boy covered in mud and pigtails crouching beside him. Qin Xiaochuan was stunned, then lowered his head, and found that the face of the Moon Vortex had become similar to that of ordinary people.

"If you are a god, can you save my father?" The pigtailed little boy was struggling to drag a swollen male corpse on the ground, unable to see his face, and staggered in the moonlight: "I only have Daddy." The child's eyes were confused, with a hint of hope.

Qin Xiaochuan responded unconsciously: "Okay." He didn't have the strength to lift the sword stuck in the dirt, and he slammed his wrist into the blade, and a trail of blood accumulated on the wound that had healed again. Qin Xiaochuan and the little boy squatted together, looking at the blood with hope, slowly dripping into the mouth of the cold male corpse. But this time, until the wound healed again, only a whitish mark was left on Qin Xiaochuan's wrist, and the male corpse was not seen to improve in the slightest. Qin Xiaochuan looked at his wrist, he didn't know why his heart felt like he had been jerked, so he simply turned around and went to get the sword again: "You wait, maybe the blood is not enough......

The brown cloak suddenly surrounded from behind, and one hand tightly pinched Qin Xiaochuan's wrist, "Enough!" The hoarse voice of the Moon Vortex came: "This person, he is dead!" "Tang Seng meat is not a true immortal after all.

The little boy cried for a while, immediately held back his tears, sniffed and stood up, under the gaze of the Moon Vortex and other people who didn't know when he came over, he bowed to Qin Xiaochuan seriously, lowered his head and tears fell into the soil one by one, and dragged his father's body again.

Someone next to him came over and helped the little boy carry away the male corpse, this person also saluted Qin Xiaochuan and the Moon Vortex, and then the second person, the third person......

The night was silent, except for the rustling of corpses. Suddenly, there were footsteps in the distance, and as soon as Moon Vortex and Qin Xiaochuan turned around, they saw Xiao Wuren and Forget the Dead Years.

Xiao has no one in front, and forgets the last years behind. Xiao Wuren was black-clothed with blood, with black hair and a shawl, scars, and a broken sword in his hand. Forget the old year looks fine, but the pace is a little slow, and there is still blood on the lips. In the back garden, there were dead branches and leaves everywhere, the pungent smell of blood had not yet disappeared, the work of carrying the corpses on the site had not been completely completed, and the ground was full of broken flesh that had been eaten by poisonous insects, and the scarlet soaked the soil.

The speed of forgetting the last year is gradually slowing down. His gaze first looked at Qin Xiaochuan, then at the moon whirlpool, and finally at Xiao Wuren, who was standing in front of him. Really speaking, among the people standing here, only Xiao Wuren is the real master of the deserted city. The movements of everyone present stopped, and there was the first grief of the "Young Mansion Master", and there were more sobs that could no longer be suppressed.

Xiao Wuren froze, and then slowly walked forward, stepping on a bloody stain. Qin Xiaochuan clearly saw that blood was dripping from Xiao Wuren's mouth, step by step, falling into the footprints under the moonlight. Probably tripped over something, Xiao Wuren's figure flickered, and before he could forget the last year, the person had already knelt on the ground.

The black hair was also stained with sticky blood, and everyone present, whether it was heartbreak or body scars, was heavy. Xiao Wuren slowly grabbed a handful of red clay on the ground, and suddenly let out a long howl, whether it was grief, unwillingness, or remorse! Half of Xiao Wuren's black hair turned gray at this moment, and his temples were pale and pale and did not look like a young man at all.

"Alas!"

Forget the remnants stepped forward, raised his hand and gently patted Xiao Wuren's shoulder. On that side, the Moon Vortex cloak was raised, but a hand was stretched out towards Qin Xiaochuan. The four of them supported each other to their feet. In this battle, so far, there is not one person in ten people in the deserted city.

When that long howl of pain came out of the deserted city, probably on the hillside outside the deserted city, the most time leaned down and picked up a lingzhi from the grass.

"Let's go." The most bland.

In the rear, Jiuqiansheng held a folding fan and asked, "Are you ready to leave like this?" "The Jade Sword God didn't make a move this time. Martial arts have reached the point of nine thousand wins, and few people can arouse his interest in making a move. What's more, it is about Qin Xiaochuan, and there should be room for the most time to play.

This pair of brothers is still really interesting. Qin Xiaochuan, who was an elder brother, came to Nanwulin and said that he was looking for his younger brother, but he didn't know each other. The most time he spent being a younger brother was too lazy to meet, but he secretly followed Qin Xiaochuan's footsteps.

"He doesn't need support anymore." The most time explained, silent for a while, put away the Lingzhi, thinking that it could be used as a gift for the Drinker of Light when he returned to Time City in the future.

Nine thousand miles look at the most time. When I first met, what attracted him the most was the peculiar knife technique in his hand. But along the way, Jiuqiansheng gradually felt that what attracted him the most now was actually this seemingly indifferent but contradictory character. Today's Nanwulin is full of muddy waters, and it has been a long time since there has been a person who makes Jiuqiansheng want to make friends.

"Where are you going next?" Jiuqiansheng put away the folding fan and asked.

The last time had turned and walked backwards, with a pause, "I want to go to the person who will cause all this." The tall ponytail was pale in the moonlight, and finally said: "Life should not be used like this!" ”

Deserted city. The moon is in the middle of the sky.

Those who were still alive were sent down the mountain in batches and scattered overnight to villages ten miles away. What used to be a peaceful and happy place is now full of poisonous barriers, withered vegetation, and collapsed walls. In the dim moonlight, the environment of the deserted city gradually changed to the one when Qin Xiaochuan used to watch the drama, it was lifeless and desolate.

On the left side of the Xiao Mansion, near the cliff, there is a ghost bamboo forest that glows green at night. This used to be a forbidden place for other people, and it was the place where the mansion master Xiao Zhenyue practiced. After sending away the few or so survivors, the hut became a place for Qin Xiaochuan and the other four to recuperate.

The Moon Vortex had gone out to investigate the surroundings earlier, and when he returned, he had a long golden knife with a wide mouth in his hand.

"This is the wrist weapon of the Golden Knife Old Liang." Forget the remnants of the year pulled out the golden knife, gently stroked the blade, and handed it to Qin Xiaochuan: "But no matter what, if you don't see the corpse, there is always a glimmer of hope." ”

"There is blood on the ground." Moon Uzumaki hid her face under her cloak and spoke lightly.

Forget the remnant of the year raised his hand to support his forehead, and glanced at the moon whirlpool helplessly. Qin Xiaochuan shook his head: "I'm fine." Putting Lao Liang's golden knife on his knee, Qin Xiaochuan had already expected this result in his heart. He was now very pale, from the previous blood loss.

"We have distributed all the belongings of the deserted city to the people, but there is still some to be sorted out." Forget the remnant stood up: "No matter what, let's spend tonight first." You rest first, and I and the Moon Vortex will go to see the young mansion master first. ”

Xiao no one was alone in the Xiao Mansion, sorting out the things left by his father Xiao Zhenyue. Although no one mentioned Xiao Zhenyue, the other party had already come to the deserted city to destroy the door, and it was conceivable that Xiao Lao Swordsman was probably the same as the Golden Sword Lao Liang, and he was currently more than lucky.

"Okay." Qin Xiaochuan didn't say much: "I'll sleep first, and I'll come back tomorrow to help!" ”

Walking to the door with Forget the Remnant Nian, the Moon Vortex suddenly turned around, and said in a soft voice under the cloak: "Thank you." ”

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