Ye Huan's whole body was fine, there was not a single wound, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was revealed, which also frightened the guards around him. www.biquge.info Yehuan has been in the palace since he was a child, and they often see him, but he can't laugh, he always has a strained face, but now, he actually laughed, and this smile, without the slightest warmth, is so cold, enough to freeze everything in front of him.

"I'm really afraid that you will accept mercy, following Mu Cangyun for so long, you have also begun to be inflexible and led away." Ye Huan laughed coldly, the bloodthirsty light in his eyes flashed, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out, approaching Zhu Jiang.

Being out of the same door, Zhu Jiang knew all of Ye Huan's moves, and there were also ways to restrain them, just like the first competition when they were sensible, their duel in the open space. They only attack according to the most basic moves, and their movements are slow, and they are afraid of hurting the other party.

The dancing figure, just like the usual sword practice, has not changed in the slightest, one sword out, one sword block, not even very coherent, the two small figures are sweating profusely, although the long sword is not sinking, but for them now, it is also a burden. It's completely different from the usual bamboo sword, and I get tired after a few swings. My wrist was so sore that I couldn't even use half of my usual strength.

Real knives and guns, and easy to scratch, they are just getting started, it is really difficult for them to be competent, they only lasted for a stick of incense, and they all fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

"Two wastes, are you also so slow when facing the enemy? They won't give you time to breathe! Before your sword is pierced, you are dead. ”

"I only know how to shoot according to the moves, but I don't know how to be flexible, this method is put in the hands of others, and the heads of the two of you will already fly out!"

"All changes do not deviate from their origins, although the sword moves change, but the sword does not turn, whether it is left and right or up and down, as long as it is a move, there is always a way to crack it. But all martial arts, only fast and not broken! ”

It's just that, whether it's slow or fast, it's themselves who get hurt in the end. The tiger's mouth in his right hand has long been worn out because of the long-term holding of the sword, and the body is a stabbed wound, and when they sit on each other's rocks, they wrap around their wounds, like wolves licking their wounds alone.

"Come, I'll help you." Reaching out to take the bandage on the side, he raised Ye Huan's right hand, looking at the wound on his arm that was cut, Zhu Jiang tore his clothes and wiped the wound clean before applying the herb to his arm and wrapping it around with a bandage.

"Brother, why do we learn martial arts every day and fight each other? Days like this, how long will it take, I want to go home. Lowering his head, leaning on Zhu Jiang's arms, the little figure was crying, they were only a few years old, why did they do such incomprehensible things.

Go home?

Looking at the person in his arms, Zhu Jiang tied the knot, then stretched out his hand to pat the person in his arms, looked into the distance with some hesitation, and muttered: "Wait until we all become masters like our masters, and we can go home." ”

"What kind of master is a master like a master?"

"Those who have the ability to protect themselves from being bullied by others, and who also have the ability to protect the people around them, and who can beat the bad guys, are such masters."

"When will you become a master, brother, will we go home?"

"Okay, brother, pull Gougou, I can protect my brother when the time comes. We're all masters. ”

Unexpectedly, the parents who sent them to learn martial arts, the familiar village, was destroyed, and there was no one left, only the mountains were left in a mess, and those familiar buildings were burned to the ground, and even the familiar big yellow dog was scorched.

The robbers entered the village and robbed, and before they could return from their studies, all these dreams were ruined. When he returned, the old master left his last words and returned to the West, and all his dreams were completely shattered at this moment. Nothing, nothing!

"You say, you tell me, what is the meaning of our life, the two, live one. Hahaha, brother, you've been lying to me all along, right? ”

The rain was heavy, washing the land, and the red blood flowed on the ground, mixed with the turbid rain, seeping into the soil, and the children with wounds on both sides were half-kneeling on the ground, and the wounds on their bodies had already turned white under the rain, and they trembled, but they did not get up.

"I didn't lie to you, but I didn't expect it either." Yes, none of them could have imagined that things would turn out the way they are now, and no one could have predicted it.

"I didn't think of anything, the dream was gone so quickly, right? What's the use of this master, what about me now, there is nothing, I am the only one left, I am a ......" The small figure forcibly supported itself, laughed wildly, and wanted to step forward, but the steps under his feet trembled, and he fell directly to the ground.

"Yehuan ......" wanted to take a step over, but Zhu Jiang had already exhausted his strength, and before he could get up, the golden light in front of him rose straight up, and he fell to the ground unconscious.

Sober again, he is no longer himself. And the younger brother who grew up together has also changed. He was taken away by Mu Cangyun, the king of Cen, but he became the personal guard of the crown prince Murong Chu. And this one King Cen and one prince are incompatible. He became more and more important, but he Zhu Jiang disappeared from the sight of Yunguo with King Cen to fight in the south and north.

Unexpectedly, the familiar figure is still here, but between them, they have long been fragmented, and they are not the brothers of the year.

The long sword in his hand shook, Zhu Jiang bypassed Ye Huan's sword blade, watched his figure pass in front of his eyes, and the long sword in his hand was picked towards Ye Huan's long sword.

"Heh......" A cold smile suddenly exploded in his ears, and Zhu Jiang's pupils couldn't help but constrict.

Ye Huan, who was originally facing away from him, turned around, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, and the long sword in his hand was also let go by him, and the sword that was originally stabbed at his right hand went straight to his heart under his movements. Without any warning, he couldn't even take back his sword.

Seeing the person in front of him, he aimed his heart at the blade of the sword and slammed it hard.

"Zi ......" as if something had been cut, and the crisp sound echoed in my ears. The familiar smell was wrapped around his nose, and the big hand that took it fell on his shoulder, how many years, he had never made such an action, and every time he walked coldly.

"Brother, send me home first, okay?" Looking at the familiar face, Ye Huan smiled softly, let the long sword penetrate his own body, grabbed Zhu Jiang's shoulders with both hands, and said softly: "I know, you still have your mission, one of the two, I don't resent you, take my share, live together, okay?" ”

"Night, Yehuan ......" The voice began to tremble, Zhu Jiang's hand couldn't stop trembling, and almost in the next moment, he firmly hugged Zhu Jiang's body, and the pair of constricted black pupils were already covered with bloodshots.