The night is dark and the wind is high, and the night of murder. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Shrouded in a tall building, the top floor, at this time the hall was full of people silent. Only the rain, beating on the leaves, made a slight sound.

The boy standing at the front is only twelve years old, his childish face has a calmness that does not belong to this age, and his breath is as if he is with heaven and earth.

The middle-aged man who was less than five steps in front of the young man, dressed in a black power suit, was holding the neck of a black-clothed masked man in his hand, and his cold gaze was terrifying.

Under their feet is bright red blood, a symbol of great strength and fear.

"What if you don't obey?"

"It's death."

This is a battle with a huge disparity in strength, and the moment the blood is spilled, this group of people is like dead corpses, without breathing, without emotion, and without even pity.

The gentle arrival broke this rainy night of blood, and she felt deeply sad looking at the blood everywhere.

"You bunch of rice buckets!" Other than that, she couldn't describe them in any words.

Leng Wuxin touched his gentle head: "The value of a soldier lies in the essence, don't do superfluous killing." ”

"Let's all go back and practice well!" She gritted her teeth and said, with a wave of her sleeves, they all disappeared out of thin air, covering her face gently, she wanted to know how this group of guys taught themselves, how they only knew that they were dead-brained, and they wouldn't be tempted?

"I think you'll need a bunch of slick men." Leng Wuxin looked at her sad and indignant expression and muttered. In his opinion, these ordinary people are like ants, and it is not a pity to die, but in the gentle eyes, it makes her feel sad.

"Indeed, what I need is a group of slippery heads who can pretend to be forced, stupid, and pretend." She spoke abruptly, a little helpless.

She rolled up her long sleeves and swayed out several seeds, which were the seeds of a vine.

Sprouting vitality enveloped the entire tall building, she wore a light green dress, surrounded by growing vines like a worshiped king, her eyes closed, surrounded by a little green starlight, her smile was serene.

Vines covered the entire tall building, and mournful whispers could be heard, as if they were singing a eulogy for someone.

This world is cruel, the strong survive, the weak eat the green, and there are ants under the cultivation.

It was as if the whole world had stopped flowing.

"Let's go back!"

All the bright red was covered in green, obliterating the evidence.

Leng Wuxin stepped forward to grab her, woke her up from this scene, gently lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and then turned around and followed Leng Wuxin obediently and walked out.

The rain outside was not too heavy, and they sat on the edge of the corridor, enjoying the rain gently and gently at this time, and the cool rain swept away the impetuousness in her heart.

"Why are you stupid?" The cold silence, she should have been used to it a long time ago, but at this time it seemed to have a strange and strange feeling.

"I have someone I like."

His very abrupt words made him lean over gently, and he almost fell, Leng Wuxin was probably taken aback by her, and his face was embarrassed.

"Do you have someone you like? Who? Is it the one who grew old with a white head at the beginning? Her eyes widened.

Leng Wuxin didn't expect that she already had a bottom in her heart, and even ...... He had forgotten what he had said that night.

She swallowed her saliva, and her heart was already turbulent.

I'm going to be there, which beauty can make my heartless brother take a fancy to me? Why haven't you told me? That beauty...... You must be very affectionate with Brother Wuxin, right? Otherwise, Brother Wuxin would not have shown such a depressed look now.

Curiosity is very heavy, but a complex emotion mixed with curiosity, gentleness doesn't care.

"She's dead."

"Oh." She couldn't think of any answer, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

It's really impossible to kick and lift the pot!

She was entangled for a moment, but unfortunately it didn't last long, her brain automatically turned to Leng Wuxin's body, since he wanted to speak, wouldn't she be too sorry for not listening?

"When?"

"Two hundred years ago." When he spoke, there was a strange gloom, not like grief and pain.

"What do you want to do?"

He answered, gently clutching the wooden fence under him, casually talking, after all, this is his private matter, even if he is curious, he can only let him talk about it if he likes to talk about it!

With a grunt of her eyes, she remembered someone who might know about Leng Wuxin, and immediately suppressed her curiosity.

"You won't want to know?" It didn't feel like her usual she.

Gently swaying his legs, he regretted expressing his thoughts that he didn't bother to ask if he didn't say it.

Leng Wuxin was amused by her pretended helpless expression, and the dull atmosphere was swept away in an instant.

When he returned to the courtyard, it was already dawn, and there was a person sitting in front of her room, it seemed that he had been sitting all night, and he had not used his true qi to protect his body, and the rain had wet his whole body, but unfortunately gentleness did not produce much distress, and if the cultivator got sick so easily, he would inevitably be too fragile.

Today is the fifth day, his face is pale and almost transparent, and you can see the blood veins under his skin, showing a sense of weakness.

She stepped forward with small steps, and could clearly see that the nail of one of his hands was tightly embedded in the wooden post beside him, as if after some pain and patience, his eyes were closed, and his whole body was cold, if it were not for the ups and downs of his chest, Gentle would have thought he was dead.

"I deserve to slap you to death." It's useless to be gentle and angry.

Woken up in a daze, the moment he opened his mouth, his chapped lips tore the skin of his lips because of the separation of the two petals, and the fishy sweet taste made him sober up. Wen Rou found that he seemed to be a little swollen, and she said coldly: "What are you doing here?" Don't think your life is short enough? ”

His apology was faint and he felt like a dying patient.

The long time on the side was to give Red Lotus a look, and immediately stepped forward with her to help Blood Maple up.

Who could believe that this person who was so weak that it was difficult to even speak would be the Blood Feng who even killed the disciples of the Yutian Sect and even the sect of the Demon Dao wanted to win over?

Who has been ruthless in life since ancient times? How many heroes and heroes have died in one word, love!

"You two show me a good look at him, otherwise something will happen, and I will kill you two together." Gently and indignantly, he flicked his long sleeves and turned around and walked into the room. Completely ignoring the semi-unconscious Blood Maple behind her, with a wave of her sleeves, she would take them all back to the Seed World, she didn't want to see him now, it would only arouse her desire to wash the Medicine King Valley in blood.

Before she could enter the room, Elder Zheng's arrival surprised her a little, and Leng Wuxin hadn't returned to the room yet, he was about to persuade Gentle.

Hearing Elder Zheng say that Yu Tianzong led many sects to look for her, she was quite displeased, and when she saw that Elder Zheng's face was not good, she had a little doubt, and she still didn't plan to have a good face for Yu Tianzong.

Stepping into the hall, the fragrance of tea was overflowing, and the people who came were no strangers, it was Elder Zhang and Xue Qing'er, and somehow the people from the Moon Sect and the Medicine King Valley also came, but Gu Yue's expression was full of shame for Xue Qing'er, but the medicine Xingzi on the side and the medicine that came with him turned out to be Yao Linglong, which was really intriguing

The first to speak was Elder Zhang, the others remained silent, and Elder Zhang took the lead in greeting for a while, and gently sat on the top with Elder Zheng, sitting down below coldly and casually, as soon as he sat down, a disciple stepped forward to make tea, smelling the fragrance of tea in the cup, and taking a sip of tea.

After sitting down gently, he was facing the door, looking at the light rain that still didn't stop, and sighed casually, "I'm afraid this rain will have to fall for several days", Elder Zheng also responded, but his mind was on this group of people, they didn't come to drink tea and eat snacks.

"In such weather, you still have to come, what's the urgency?" Although her qualifications are not as good as this group of people, but in terms of identity, I am afraid that they are not as good as herself, and there are very few alchemists who can refine the four-grade pill in the entire Siam Continent, and how can her identity be comparable to that of ordinary Yuan Infant disciples.

Elder Zhang himself was not very reluctant to come, and glanced at Xue Qing'er beside him, and many people's eyes were fixed on him, as if his whole body was pricked with needles, and he was restless. He pretended to be calm and coughed, "Miss Wen, we have long heard that you know the traitor Blood Feng of the Immortal Dao, right?" ”

The hall was very quiet, Gu Yue elegantly propped her chin out of the way, Yao Linglong sat cramped in her seat, Yao Xingzi looked at Elder Zhang suspiciously, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes when she heard it. Elder Zheng's hand holding the tea shook, turned his head, and frowned.

"Elder Zhang, when we meet again, you are sure that I know Blood Feng~ And the immortal traitor Blood Feng, how can I bear this hat?" She expressed a nostalgic tone, "I still remember seeing you in the restaurant that day, you saw me like a mouse meeting a cat, how funny~"

She suddenly covered her mouth and smiled, her eyes crooked.

Elder Zhang's face changed slightly, and he immediately retracted, looking at Gentle with a smile: "We've met?" ”

"Elder Zhang is really a noble person who forgets things, no wonder he is in such a hurry to bring people to question me." She straightened her sitting posture and didn't even give him a smile, "What proof is there?" Certification, where is the physical evidence? ”

"I am!" Xue Qing'er didn't know where the courage came from, her eyes were fixed on gentleness.

Gentle raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at Xue Qing'er meaningfully: "What a girl who doesn't learn to be obedient, what's the matter?" What do you see? Did you see me kissing the blood maple in your mouth? Hugged, hugged? Or did you do something wrong with him? ”

Where is Xue Qing'er's gentle opponent, she immediately blushed: "You! You shameless! ”

"Where are these words? You have to judge, you said it yourself, and besides, which of you here doesn't know Blood Maple? The genius who left the Baguio Palace, he has something to do with your Yutian Sect, what does this have to do with the entire Immortal Dao? Could it be that your Yutian Sect is the first sect of the Immortal Dao? Hitting you is the face of the entire Immortal Dao? Gentle, pretending to be surprised, her eyes widened. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. )