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Liang Ping worked hard, resisting the "heavy pressure" on both sides of his upper and lower eyelids, trying to keep his eyes open as much as possible, and using his still somewhat drowsy consciousness to examine the things around him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

First of all, Liang Ping saw a row of brick and stone houses hidden in the darkness with only a trace of silhouette, the house looked very strong and durable, but it was located in today's Yuhua Town, it always felt so out of place, compared to the towering pavilions in the distance, they were like old men who were being eliminated by the years, trying to protect their own pure land, and the advantage over humans was that although many years had passed, the soul had worn out with time, and the body was able to hold on to that obsession and continue it as much as possible.

Liang Ping's mind naturally couldn't think of this, he just glanced at it slightly, then looked away, and then fell on the water not far from him, the cold air it emitted, in this early winter season, made Liang Ping feel colder than thirty-nine days, deep into the bone marrow.

He felt that every time he looked at the pool, his soul would be weakened and devoured by it. That kind of cold made Liang Ping's consciousness more and more sober, and he became weaker and weaker, and he involuntarily took a few steps back as if he were facing a great enemy.

In this whole short process, Wen Zixiang and Su Huachen on the side were temporarily ignored by Liang Ping, they took their hands and quietly watched Liang Ping's reaction, only Su Huachen's heart still had some questions, but he gradually guessed something.

"Mo Fei, Master is going to 。。。。。。"

In the end, it was the sword that woke Liang Ping up, and a silent sword sound followed Liang Ping's hand holding the hilt of the sword, passed into his body, and reached his mind, allowing him to break free from this fear. When he finally paid attention to the other two as he wished, the other party whistled.

Su Huachen heard this, his expression became serious, and he looked at the master. Wen Zixiang looked Liang Ping's condition up and down again, and then turned to his apprentice. The two looked at each other, Su Huachen still didn't dare to look directly at him, and his gaze couldn't help but deviate a little.

Those eyes seemed to have magical powers, and they could see through everything in their hearts, but it was difficult for him to guess the thoughts of this old man. Wen Zixiang smiled, first looked at his apprentice, his tone was not hurried, and it seemed like he wanted to give Liang Ping a chance to recover.

"Huachen." Wen Zixiang called him softly.

"Yes, Master, the apprentice is here."

"You weren't hurt just now."

"No, Master, fortunately you came in time, and the apprentice is fine."

"Good, good." Wen Zixiang turned his face away, raised his head, stretched his shoulders, exhaled, and silently complained about the cold around him.

"In that case, then you 。。。。。。" He raised his right hand, twirled his sleeve in the air, and then carried it behind him again. Wen Zixiang's eyes were on Liang Ping's body at this time, and he raised his eyebrows at Su Huachen. "Go, kill him."

It's just these few words, blurted out from Wen Zixiang's mouth, there is no pause, no hesitation, and no emotion, it is so understatement, even if the wind is a little stronger now, it is enough to overshadow Wen Zixiang's words.

Su Huachen was also shocked when he heard this, his teeth gently bit his lower lip, and he looked at his master with some doubts. In the same scene, more than 20 years ago, Master's words were not like this, when he said, "You stand back, I'll come." ”

At that age, he faced the crazy Liang Ping, and the struggle was extremely difficult, and it was the master who finally surrendered him and let him go, but now, everything is different from then.

"Why?"

This sentence is Su Huachen's self-question in his heart, maybe the source is because of himself, this heart has changed, so how can what he sees in front of him be the same as at that time, and how can the past he has been looking forward to be fulfilled as he wishes. So what's the point of all this!?

Su Huachen looked down at his hands, looking at the young bone joint, full of life tension, he clenched his fists, determined to give up. At this time, just like the previous time, Su Huachen's heart will always have a stalk, looming and shaking him.

"Why, why am I 。。。。。。?"

The surroundings were as quiet as death, Wen Zixiang closed his eyes, no longer looking at Su Huachen, he was waiting, waiting for Su Huachen to make a move. Facts have proved that Wen Zixiang's judgment was correct, and Su Huachen suddenly walked towards Liang Ping, step by step, step by step.

Su Huachen also somehow, the more he asked for that answer in his heart, the more uncontrollable his body's blood boiled.

Kill him, kill him, kill Liang Ping!

This sentence filled Su Huachen's mind over and over again, and it seemed that as long as the result was the other party's life, he would get that answer. So he moved, moving towards Liang Ping, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, there was a force in his brain that warned him to stay awake, and there was also a force in his subconscious that manipulated his body.

In Su Huachen's memory, there is an obsession, which has existed for so many years, and he himself doesn't know what it is, so that when he saw Liang Ping when he was young, he was so anxious, and there was a voice in his ears telling him that as long as he killed the poor person in front of him, everything would come to an end.

Liang Ping's dirty face magnified in Su Huachen's eyes, pulling something in his mind, about to wake up, making Su Huachen's head hurt.

"Okay, in that case." He compromised, and his body surrendered to the boundless darkness, the cowardice that everyone has, the dark side from which he has always avoided without success. Like a helpless antelope, even though it is facing a cliff, it is difficult to restrain its footsteps.

Su Huachen's hand was raised, and in Liang Ping's slightly frightened gaze, a string of splashes was drawn from the pool water.

"Boom la la 。。。。。。" In the hands of Su Huachen, it condensed into a sword. Perhaps, it is himself who is standing here twenty years ago, and it is still difficult to kill Liang Ping. But now, after all the years, it is not much more difficult for him to kill the other party who is in madness than it is to kill a chicken.

Su Huachen's footsteps became regular, and he saw that Liang Ping had begun to tremble. "Hehe, be afraid, kill you, and everything can end." He stopped, stood a few meters away from Liang Ping, raised the sword made of water in his right hand, and leaned in front of his eyes, he closed his eyes, feeling the rhythm of this string of water.

"Whew, whew." Liang Ping's chest rose and fell, he couldn't hold back any longer, and with his body, which had regained some strength, he barely lifted the three-foot Qingfeng and stabbed at the stranger opposite.

Su Huachen tried to calm his mind as much as possible, because he was going to kill someone.

Killing people in memories shouldn't be a burden. But his spirit fluctuated in an instant, and he couldn't concentrate, and even the transparent sword he was carrying was almost scattered. He frowned, feeling the glowing sword get closer and closer to his chest.

I can't wait any longer, I'm going to kill people anyway, so there's no need to be so famous.

His eyes suddenly opened, and Su Huachen raised his hand to the other party's throat. This blow, there will be no suspense in the ending, Su Huachen thinks so, everyone should think so.

The two passed by, and Su Huachen seemed to be able to hear the sound of each other's swords in his ears.

After the collision, blood splattered.

It was at this moment that Su Huachen felt that there was something empty in his heart, which he had cut off with his own hands. He shuddered suddenly, like falling into an ice cave. Immediately afterward, a sharp pain came from the chest.

He lowered his head, and blood bloomed there. Behind him, Liang Ping also stopped the momentum of rushing forward, leaning over, gasping for breath, there were no scars on his body, but the corners of his clothes were wet.

Su Huachen wanted to turn back, wanted to yell loudly, but he was unwilling.

But he had no strength to turn around, and he could not say anything, for as soon as he opened his mouth, his throat was filled with blood gushing from his chest. "Ahem... Ahem。。。。。。 Su Huachen's body fell forward, and he stopped at the edge of the pool.

"Plop!"

The cold water soaked his whole body, and in a drowsy state, he was still thinking about another thing in his mind, why, when he just swung the sword, he felt guilty in his heart!?

Perhaps, this is also a kind of end.

Su Huachen was falling, and he suddenly emptied himself, as if he had suddenly fallen in the sky, and was suddenly exposed to the air, which made him stunned.

In front of him, it was still the sword made of water, and not far away, Liang Ping was coming forward. Su Huachen didn't think much about it, so he swung his sword with instinct just like just now. The heart was also touched again.

Blood splattered.

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