"What about the Qianhan Sword?" Ye Yi was a little stunned in his mind, his hand was empty, and he didn't touch the hilt of the sword. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info but the crimson horse neighed, raised two thick front legs, and under the armor, the tall figure had a spear in his hand with a murderous aura, whistling.

Ye Yi stared at it, but he was not afraid at all in his heart, because he clearly felt that the person opposite did not have the slightest yuan power or spiritual power fluctuations, he was just an ordinary mortal. A cold snort came out of his mouth: "Do you think I will be afraid of you if I don't have a weapon!" The palm of his hand turned and suddenly stretched out, like a bolt of lightning, extremely fast, and only a finger away from the tip of the spear for a moment.

As soon as Ye Yi's body moved, his thoughts moved, he wanted to directly put the Yuan Force on the palm of his hand, so why was he afraid of this mortal soldier's spear, but the next moment he was stunned.

"Flutter!" A spear directly penetrated the palm of this fleshy hand, Ye Yi seemed to feel the sound of bones shattering, raised his eyes, and saw the puzzled eyes hidden under the helmet. "Ahhhh

The hot blood flowing from the tip of the gun, Ye Yi clearly felt that this blood was his own! This was physical torture, so real, that Ye Yi completely forgot that he was in the phantom mirror at this moment.

"Impossible, impossible, why?" Ye Yi's eyes widened, he really couldn't understand why, the Yuan Force in his body couldn't be reversed at all. But he couldn't be confused anymore, and the intense pain tore at his heart, pulling him back to the illusion mirror.

The tip of the spear that had been dyed red turned slightly in his hand, and suddenly a cold sweat broke out on his head, Ye Yi bit his lip stubbornly, forcibly enduring the blood dripping from his heart, and prevented himself from screaming again. Raising his eyes, he stared at him angrily, but what was reflected was the terrifying ferocity and ferocity in those eyes.

"Ahh Ye's body was as if he had lost all his strength for a while, and he watched in disbelief as the spear penetrated through his entire palm, and then it suddenly exerted force, running straight out along his arm. Such pain, but Ye Yi can't resist at all now, how can he not cry out in grief.

But no matter how Ye Yi screamed, the people in front of him laughed more and more unscrupulously, expressing their happiness in their hearts, but in Ye Yi's eyes, they were full of uncontrollable hatred. How he wished he could now torture him like himself, trampling and ravaging on the body he thought he thought was noble.

"Help me, help me. At this moment, when Ye Yi's roar sounded, a voice sounded behind him again. The look in his eyes shrouded in blood regained a trace of clarity. Ye Yi's left hand suddenly lifted and held the barrel of the gun tightly. And in his originally silent body, an indescribable momentum suddenly erupted.

I don't know what happened to the tall horse under the crotch, and suddenly neighed, its body kept shaking, and even its four legs and feet unconsciously retreated. "Phew!" the soldier in armor who sat on it also seemed to be startled by the horse's reaction, and pulled the reins to quiet the horse. As soon as his hand was loosened, the spear was pulled out of Ye Yi's arm. In his heart, he didn't have time to care about a little miscellaneous fish like Ye Yi now.

"Hmm!" at the corner of his mouth, he snorted, curled up, half-squatting on the ground, and the blood that corroded people's hearts like a demon poured down his already weak right hand and arm. I don't know if it's an inexplicable sick pleasure.

Ye Yi had heard a sentence somewhere before, and he forgot who said it, he said: "Sometimes, a person is afraid of killing, but when he kills more people, he forgets that he is a person." “

Between this piece of heaven and earth, the flames of war are raging, "Bang!" Ye Yi hung down his right arm weakly, and as soon as his legs were bent, he knelt on the loess. "Boy, do you want to kill that man?" A slightly old but hideous voice sounded out of nowhere.

"Think!" Calmly gazing, hidden under the low-hanging hairline, Ye Yi's body seemed to tremble slightly when he said this sentence from his mouth without hesitation. "What you lack is your original strength, otherwise, can this kind of mortal bully you so casually?" The voice said in Ye Yi's ear again, and the originally hideous tone slowly calmed down.

"I want to kill him. This thought grew in his own mind, indelible, heavier and heavier, and took root in his own mind. And at that moment, a sharp sword fell from the sky, lost its scabbard, and glittered in this blood-colored light. "It's the Thousand Han Sword!

"Pick up this sword, you can gain your original strength, and when the time comes, it will be easy. It was the last time he heard the voice, and suddenly a withered palm stretched out, and the other clenched the hilt of the sword. "If you want to kill, you will kill. With a miserable smile in his mouth, he looked up to the sky and roared.

On the road shaded by trees, Chu Jing held the map in his hand, looked down and thought for a while, and then walked forward in one direction. "Gurgling" The sound of wheels rolling sounded in the bumpy place behind Chu Jing, and after a while, a simple carriage stopped in front of Chu Jing.

Chu Jing glanced up, but saw a coachman who looked to be in his forties looking at him with a smile. "Childe, where are you going?" Chu Jing didn't speak, his divine sense swept the carriage slightly, and seeing that there was nothing abnormal about it, he said gently: "I want to go to Yaoshan, I don't know if it's okay?"

The coachman didn't think about it and agreed: "Okay, okay, I happen to know Yaoshan, son, please." The wheels moved slowly, Chu Jing lifted the curtain of the car, and slowly drove into the distance with it.

Along the way, the carriage was bumpy, and Chu Jing was a little bored by the shock, but the carriage driver seemed quite talkative. "Childe, the place in Yaoshan is quite far away, and it is sparsely populated, I heard that there are many wild beasts, you should be careful when you go there. Chu Jing knew that the coachman was also kind, but he still didn't tell these unnecessary people about his own affairs: "Just go there and pick some herbs, it's okay." ”

There are many wild herbs on the mountain, so the coachman does not doubt him. Next, the coachman's mouth seemed to open the chatterbox, the world was from south to north, chatting endlessly, Chu Jing couldn't cry or laugh, but on the contrary, he felt a kind of leisure, rare leisure.

After talking for a long time, the sky was getting dark, and the coachman probably felt a little tired, so he parked the carriage aside, and told Chu Jing that he was going to live outside today, and seeing that Chu Jing had no opinion, he went to the side to pick up some weeds, took some water for the horses to rest, and took out some dry food to give Chu Jing some, and ate some himself.

"How long will it take to get to Yaoshan?" Looking at the blazing fire in front of him, Chu Jing swallowed the last piece of dry food in his hand and asked. The coachman was roasting his hands by the fire, and when he heard Chu Jing's inquiry, he said truthfully: "Yaoshan is still quite far away from here, and it will take two or three days at the earliest." "Two or three days?" Chu Jing thought slightly in his heart, it was enough, after the Three Kingdoms Competition was over, he would come to this land of leather scrolls to have a look.

"Hey, why would you drive a carriage in such a remote place?" The coachman was stunned, shook his head and said with a wry smile: "What Childe said, I originally went to Fengzhou City to deliver some goods, and I wanted to go back quickly, but when I saw Childe, I wanted to make some money, and life was forced to do so, and there were still a few children waiting to eat at home." ”

Chu Jing stirred the firewood in the fire, "Yes, life is forced." I ..... too." Sighing for a while, staring at the tumbling flames, he seemed to remember something, the remote, hidden simplicity of a mountain village. "Childe go to bed early, get up early tomorrow and leave early. "Hmm. Covered by dark clouds, Chu Jing shook his head, a little sleepy, walked to the carriage, and fell asleep.

"If you remain on earth, more lives will die at your hands. In the chest, there was an ice-blue long sword, and under the long hair that was scattered, the frightened eyes of mortals stared at the figure in front of them.