The withered eagle's hideous smile squeezed the skin on his face like a ball on his face, and in the darkness he really looked like a god of death, "Your palm can make me cultivate for a while." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" He gently touched his chest that had been slapped and said, "But you don't have a chance again." After speaking, he lifted a long sword, his thin hand tightly clasped on the hilt of the sword, and approached Zhuo Lingyun step by step, although Zhuo Lingyun's face could not be seen in the withered eagle, but as long as he thought of the expression of the thief saint's fear of death, his heart was extremely comfortable. "Then let's take my life... Ha ha. The withered eagle got excited, raised his long sword, aimed it at Zhuo Lingyun's neck, and slashed it diagonally.

"Oh no!" Xiao Lang suddenly woke up, "The two of them are still in the temple, I don't know if something will happen." For the safety of Chen Jingshu and Luo Yu, Xiao Lang specially told the two of them not to show up, but if they were discovered, Luo Yu's identity would naturally be incapacitated. Xiao Lang said: "Knowing the abbot, you go to chase Jiang Yun first, and I will go back to the broken temple to take care of the two of them." He nodded and continued to chase Jiang Yun, the battle between the Thief Saint and Long Aotian was not trivial, and it must not be delayed.

Xiao Lang's light skills are even better than Jiang Yun, and it is still quiet when he returns to the broken temple, the fight here just now startled a bird that sleeps at night, and now it is as quiet as an abyss in a deep trench, and even the night insects are not chirping.

"Hey!" Xiao Lang called softly, and there was no voice in the broken temple to answer him, and he said in his heart: "It's not good!"

Xiao Lang rushed into the temple, only to see that only dark red fire was left in the burning fire, bright and dark like breathing lungs. Mars faintly illuminates the dark little temple. Chen Jingshu bowed her head and squatted in the corner.

"You didn't...."Xiao Lang was about to be glad that Chen Jingshu didn't have an accident but couldn't help but close his mouth, Luo Yu lay motionless on the ground, his brows frowned slightly, his pale face was bloodless, and the blood turned black in the darkness, and it became a pool of blood where she fell to the ground, and it was like a bed woven for her to sleep.

Chen Jingshu looked down at Luo Yu, although it was very painful at that moment, and the pain made her brows furrow, but she smiled when she fell to the ground, and there was still a smile on the corner of her mouth. Maybe this was a good relief for her.

Xiao Lang didn't feel sad, he didn't have any friendship with Luo Yu, but he felt a strong anger in his heart, anger was like a blazing flame burning his head, but he was still helpless about the scene in front of him. A blood flower bloomed on her chest, she slept like a quiet child, but there was no slight snort in a dream, Xiao Lang knew that he was powerless, the scene of walking in the rivers and lakes was not unfamiliar, and it was very familiar, many years ago, the dying girl in his arms touched his face and said softly to himself: "I'm sorry!"

"What a stupid woman, what's the use of being sorry or something?" Xiao Lang scolded in his heart.

Chen Jingshu held Luo Yu's hand tightly and put it on his chest, and he could only hear his whispered sobs in the dark.

"I'm sorry!" Xiao Lang was annoyed that he actually said this cowardly sentence, but what else could he say besides this sentence?

Chen Jingshu shook her head, raised her head and wanted to say something but couldn't express it, her eyes with tears in the corners of her eyes lowered again, and she whimpered: "She just told me that he wanted to leave and didn't want to live in this gloomy world." Chen Jingshu swallowed tears, "She said that he wants to leave here and go abroad, it is good anywhere, as long as he does not come back here, how afraid he is of this world." No, this quack. But it was too late. Chen Jingshu slowly put Luo Yu's hands back on the chest that bloomed with blood flowers, "It's not you who should say I'm sorry." Chen Jingshu shook her head, "It's not you, it's me! I'm obviously next to him but I can't do anything." He could only watch as the long needle passed through his chest. I'm really useless. Chen Jingshu said and stood up, saying that it was better to stand up than to support it, and her whole body was shaky, "I can't do anything." Chen Jingshu slowly walked out like a walking corpse.

"Where are you going?"

Chen Jingshu spread out her palm, and a blood-stained key was pinched in the palm of her hand, "This is the only thing she left, she gave it to me with a smile, obviously she didn't want to die but still wanted to ......" Chen Jingshu tears remembered Luo Yu's appearance before he died, and tears flowed silently, and she shook her head again, as if mocking her incompetence.

"Where are you leaving, you have nowhere to ......go" Xiao Lang felt a pain in his heart when he saw Chen Jingshu's declining appearance, it was the same with that woman many years ago, everything was on his head, obviously you are just a girl, obviously you should hide behind a man, "Stay, at least I will protect you with my life." Xiao Lang couldn't say this, she had her own stubbornness like her. Stubbornly, Xiao Lang could only look at her departing back and said softly: "Silly woman......"

A white light flashed in front of the withered eagle, the withered eagle's deep sunken eyes flashed with surprise, but the pair of old and decayed eyelids had the same sharpness as the eagle's eye, and the sword that slashed down obliquely hurriedly crossed to his chest, a frost-white ice pick hit the sword, the impact made the withered eagle take two steps back, and the ice shattered, revealing the slender boning needle inside, and the needle rotated on the sword body to pierce the sword body. The withered eagle shook off the boning needle with great force, and the tip of the needle left a small hole in the body of the sword.

"Who are you?" Looking at the young boy in front of him who was in front of the thief, the withered eagle couldn't help but be a little curious, but from the blow he had just hit, he didn't dare to peep at all.

Jiang Yun ignored Withered Eagle's words, and just looked at Long Aotian and Withered Eagle vigilantly. Seeing that Long Aotian was silent, and had no intention of attacking, he turned around and said, "Master, I ......" Jiang Yun saw Zhuo Lingyun again, and he had mixed feelings and didn't know what to say for a while.

The thief sighed lightly: "After all, you can't escape, you still go that way." The vicissitudes of life are full of infinite love for the person in front of him.

"I'm sorry Master, I'm too late to hurt you. ”

The thief was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that the naughty apprentice would suddenly speak like this, and he was moved in his heart, but he scolded: "Bastard boy, help me up!"

Jiang Yun Thief Saint suddenly came to his senses with a scolding, and hurriedly helped Zhuo Lingyun and said, "Master, you can watch from the side and leave it to me." ”

The thief didn't know where to take out the old pipe and knocked Jiang Yun's head hard: "Go away, how can there be an apprentice standing in front of the master, where do you let your master put face." Stand down!"

I haven't seen him for a few months, and the master's temper has not changed at all, but seeing that the master is okay, Jiang Yun's heart is relieved, and then he looks at Zhuo Lingyun with a serious face, and can't help but think of the master's stern appearance, "Woo" complained and had to retreat and said: "Master, you want to save face, you apprentice, I don't want to lose face, you just have to take care of it." "I think so, but if the enemy attacks, I am determined not to hide behind.

Long Aotian looked at the thief saint quietly: "He... Is it your apprentice?"

"I don't have such an unsuccessful apprentice, and I don't know where to come from. The thief limped lightly.

Jiang Yunzheng was surprised but heard Zhuo Lingyun say: "I'll drag them first, you go first, you are not the opponent of the two of them." ”

Jiang Yun was moved and amused: "Master, stop acting, they all heard me call you master, not to mention what's wrong with having such a talented and beautiful apprentice as me." ”

Zhuo Lingyun turned his head and looked like he hated iron but not steel: "You stinky boy, I ....." Zhuo Lingyun seemed to be a little exhausted. Jiang Yun shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands with a "blame me" expression. "That's it, it's okay!" Zhuo Ling sighed: "Then our master and apprentice will die together in this one, and we won't have a few years to live anyway." ”

"But your unsuccessful disciple doesn't want to die, you still want to live for a few more years, more than ten years, and decades, and in the future, my children will have to call you Master. Although Jiang Yun's face seemed to be very relaxed, he was extremely serious.

Zhuo Lingyun's serious face showed a helpless wry smile, and he was silent for a long time and just said slowly: "I'm very happy to accept such a stinky boy as an apprentice like you." ”

Jiang Yun said, "I regret worshipping a master who didn't bring disciples to fight... Oh, Master, why are you beating me again. ”

Long Aotian looked at Jiang Yun, although he was just a young boy, but judging from the blow he had just made, his internal strength attainments were by no means weaker than those of the withered eagle, which made Long Aotian couldn't help but feel a sense of pity, "Boy, do you know who I am?"

"Shadow Sect Master or Black Shadow Leader?" Seeing that the master was safe and sound, this made Jiang Yun worry in his heart, even if the next battle of life and death was uncertain, it didn't matter, as Zhuo Lingyun said, it was a big deal that the master and apprentice died here together.

"I think you know a lot, I ask you if you'd like to join the Shadow. Long Aotian thought of the plan after and couldn't help but throw an olive branch to Jiang Yun, a rare talent Long Aotian didn't want to miss.

"I don't want to!" Jiang Yun was categorical.

"If I promise to spare your master's life, would you like to join? ”

"If my master knew that I was messing with you, he would be ashamed to live. ”

Long Aotian couldn't help but snort coldly when he saw Jiang Yun's relaxed appearance: "What a kid who doesn't know the height of the sky." "I want to take me to hold you in my hand to see if you dare to talk to me in such a tone," Withered Eagle do it, that kid will be handed over to you, and I will solve this old one first. The dragon should not be able to hold it off, and it would be really troublesome if that old monk came. ”

"Amitabha, I disturbed the good things of the dragon donor, but the old man has already arrived. ”