Just as the three of them were gasping, there were a few screams faintly in their ears, as well as the sound of swords colliding, and the three of them were shocked, looked at each other, and told the surprise and curiosity in their hearts. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info recognizes the direction of the sound, looks for the sound, and comes to the place where the sound started.

I saw four or five men dressed in black night clothes and holding swords, surrounding a man with a long sword in his hand. However, if you look closely, you can only see that the person holding the long sword in his hand is dodging left and right in the sword light and sword shadow, and the long sword in his hand is even more sharp in the sword stabbing left and right, and the sword flowers bloom in the moonlight, without a trace of downwind. Just as everyone was blinking, a miserable cry suddenly came, and I saw a man in black fall down in response, in a pool of his own blood, and after a few struggles, he lost all movement. Not far from him, there was also a person, a stiff man, the blood beside him had dried up and coagulated, and the few screams just now came from this person's mouth.

Not long after the man in black fell, there was another scream, and then he heard the sound of a weapon falling, and saw a piece of blood, and a man in black flew out upside down, landed not far from the three of them, fell to the ground and struggled in pain, and died before he died.

Seeing this, Li Muqi couldn't bear it in his heart, and looked at the fallen figure and left. Li Muqi hadn't stepped on it yet, but he saw Luo Qiuhe's figure move, and in the blink of an eye, he had already appeared beside that person, leaning down to carefully check the person's injuries. Hurriedly took out the porcelain bottle that he had just given to Li Antong from his arms, uncorked the bottle, and sprinkled the medicinal powder in the bottle on the bleeding wound of the man. The powder was sprinkled on the wound, and the blood instantly coagulated, but it also made the injured person let out a tearing roar from the coma, and instantly thought of it from the coma. But when he saw the man who had wounded him in front of him, his eyes suddenly showed a look of horror, and his mouth instantly opened to its limit, and without making a sound, he fainted again. This time, there was no more pain in his eyes, and he was full of panic. Luo Qiuhe saw the person in front of him who was awakened by the pain in his body, and the moment he saw his face, he fainted again, and a trace of incomprehension suddenly appeared in his eyes. At the same time as the incomprehension flashed in his eyes, a thought suddenly rolled out of his heart, and he couldn't help but turn around and whisper in Li Muqi's ear. When Li Muqi heard Luo Qiuhe's words, he couldn't help but be shocked, and his gaze fell on the man in black who passed out in front of Luo Qiuhe. His eyes suddenly became cold, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously hung a trace of resentful cruel smile, staring at the person for a long time, Fang whispered a few times in Luo Qiuhe's ear, leading Li Antong and Luo Qiuhe to hide in a dark. The darkness completely concealed the figures of the three of them, and it was really difficult to find without careful observation.

Just when the three of them were hiding in the dark, and then looking at the battlefield, they saw that the black-clothed man who was fighting with the man with the long sword was the last person left, and his body was already hung with not only himself, but also the blood of his companions, and under the moonlight, the black night clothes that reflected him flashed with a few scarlet blood lights, which was really weird and terrifying. Looking more closely, I saw that his hand holding the sword was shaking slightly, and blood flowers flashed at the tiger's wrist, slowly falling under his feet, and the tip of the cold sword in his hand trembled uncontrollably, and it was almost difficult to point directly at the person in front of him.

And the man who was holding the long sword in his hand and fighting several people alone had already put away the long sword in his hand at this time, and let the tip of the sword hang on the ground covered with scarlet blood, outlining patches of scarlet soil. With a cruel sneer on his face, he slowly approached the last man in black step by step. The look on his face is really very enjoyable, and his steps are very frivolous, without half of his strength.

Looking at the person who was gradually approaching him, full of ridicule and cruel little fish, the figure of the person who killed his companion slowly approached him step by step. In his heart, he really wanted to stab the long sword in his hand into his throat, but he didn't have half the strength in his body, and it was difficult to swing the long sword in his hand. I can't help but feel a sense of compassion in my heart, I have accepted my fate, but I am unwilling to close my eyes. At this moment, a piece of blood suddenly crossed his chest, and he let out a hoarse roar in the roar, and with all the strength in his body, he suddenly swung the long sword in his hand, looking at the man's throat and stabbing the last blow of his life.

However, his final blow came to a halt when he was still a punch away from the man's throat. It was hard to get closer, with that thick color of despair, and weakness, in the mocking eyes of the man, slowly fell in front of his toes. struggled the bloody ground for a few moments, but could only support his upper body, desperately looking at the man squatting in front of him at the moment, his throat choked, but it was difficult to make a speech...

The man gestured at the corpses lying in a pool of blood in front of him. Looking at the masterpiece in front of him, he couldn't help but smile with satisfaction. At this moment, a sudden sound of Xixi Suosuo's movement suddenly sounded in his ears, and his eyes instantly moved to the source of the movement, and the joy on his face was even stronger when he saw that there was still one person who was not dead. The figure stretched out, looking at the figure moving quickly past.

Awakened by Luo Qiuhe, he saw the man manipulating on the corpses of his dead companions, and he had already guessed in his heart who had sent this person, and when he saw his serious and enjoyable appearance, he thought that he would never notice him, and wanted to take this opportunity to leave quietly and disappear from this world. He was very self-aware, knowing that he would never have the slightest chance of revenge, and she just wanted to spend the rest of her life in peace.

However, he suddenly heard movement behind him, and the moment he turned around, the man in his heart was already smiling and standing in front of him. At that moment, the smile on the man's face instantly shattered all the hopes and imaginations in his heart, and he couldn't help himself, he knelt in front of him weakly, his heart was cold, and a wave of urine suddenly swept through his body, slowly flowing down his thighs to his body, and a stench instantly filled the air...

Smelling this stench, the smile on the man's face disappeared from his face in an instant, his eyebrows couldn't help but lock in one place, his eyes showed a look full of disgust, a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth, and he said slowly, word by word, "I can't imagine that there will be such a timid person in the famous 'red sand'." Hahaha..." A sneer instantly echoed in the ears of the black-clothed killer who was kneeling on the ground and crawling backwards slowly and with difficulty. There was no longer the original pride and indifference in his eyes, there was only deep fear, and there was a strong struggle, using all the remaining strength in his body at this time, and slowly retreated...

The former will in his heart has been shattered by the picture that has just floated in his mind, the pride in his body has been crushed by the hope of the future in his heart, even the hand holding the knife has no strength at all, the courage in his heart has long been gone, only the various words begging for mercy that have slid out of the corners of his mouth have been echoing in his ears...

There was no trace of pity in the man's eyes, and when he saw the nervousness and panic in front of him at this time, he stepped back, and the never-ending cry of begging for mercy in his ears was even stronger, and the color of contempt in his eyes was even stronger, and even the slightest interest in his heart that wanted to torment him was buried by the words of the man in front of him. A look of anger suddenly erupted in his eyes, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I really don't deserve to live in this world anymore." He took out a short blade from his waist, threw it in front of the man in black, and said coldly, "If I do it myself, it will be an insult, so you might as well cut it yourself..."

The man in black looked at the short blade in his hand, and then at the man in front of him who didn't want to look at him again, knowing that his life had come to an end, and there would be no more variables. He had already forgotten Luo Qiuhe, who had just saved him, and he had always thought in his heart that it was when he was frightened, and the illusion of the moment must be his nightmare when he was frightened. Who can escape from that scorching fire? He believes that Luo Qiuhe's figure is just his momentary illusion, and it will never be real, unless he is no longer alive at that moment.

A piece of courage suddenly rolled out of his chest, looking at the indifferent and ruthless figure, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said coldly, "Do you think that if you kill us all, you will be able to live yourself?" Seeing that the man heard his words, his body shook slightly unconsciously, and he said slowly, "Since he will let us all die, he will definitely not let you live in this world..."

"No way," the man suddenly shouted, "If I kill you all, I will be able to live, live in this world..." His voice trembled a little, and it was obvious that his heart was also full of doubt, and he was so loud that he just wanted to comfort his already frightened heart at this time.

The man in black suddenly picked up the short blade in his hand, and the hand holding the knife was full of trembling, and slowly approached his throat. It wasn't until he felt a bone-piercing coldness that spread through the skin in his throat throughout his body that his shaky hand stopped shaking and stabilized instantly. Suddenly, a cold laugh slipped from his mouth, "You will never live, you will definitely go to hell with us..."

His words seemed to be a curse, causing the man's whole body to tremble, to shake slightly, and the cold sweat on his forehead had already wet his face, and the clothes on his body were wet...

Just as the blade was about to cut through his throat, a little silver light suddenly flashed from the darkness, and there was a fierce sound of wind. With a ding, it hit the short blade on the short blade, knocking the short blade in his hand to the ground, causing him to shake all over his body and break out in a cold sweat...

And at this moment, the man who was afraid in his heart suddenly let out a few painful wails, and his whole body trembled violently. With a bang, he fell in front of him, struggling painfully on the ground for a few moments, his pupils suddenly dilated, and his expression full of pain and distortion stiffened on his face. And above those pains, there is a faint layer of unwillingness, a deep fear...

Sure enough, the man in black muttered in his heart: He is really so ruthless, and he will not leave any trouble. Looking up at the bright moon in the sky, he sighed, "I should have thought of this, I should have thought of it..."

Looking at the three people who should have died in the sea of fire, but appeared in front of him at this time, a comforting smile suddenly appeared on his face, he knew that his life would never be lost here, and he also knew that the person behind the scenes would definitely receive the retribution he deserved. If he wasn't afraid of the people in front of him, how could he be murderous?

"The doctor is supposed to save the life and help the wounded, and he shouldn't have a murderous intent, but..." Luo Qiuhe's face turned, and a chill suddenly burst out of his eyes, flashing a killing intent, and said coldly, "However, sometimes in order for more people to live well, they have to kill with a killing intent." I had to kill someone..."

Seeing that Luo Qiuhe was originally saving people and holding a short knife in his hand at this time, the cold that suddenly burst out from his kind gaze, and when he heard Luo Qiuhe's words, his heart couldn't help but be cold in an instant, and a chill gushed out, hitting every part of his body, his whole body trembled, and he slowly closed his eyes with a painful look on his face...