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Heaven and earth.

Like a flash of lightning streaked across the black night sky, two crystal clear long blades tore a filament-like crack between the touch.

Straight to the sky!

The two knives suddenly parted, Liu Fuling and Ah Ye retreated straight at the same time, their feet off the ground, as if they were being thrown away, and they stopped at the same time, and the hand holding the knife pointed straight ahead as if it was being towed.

Liu Fuling trembled, breathed a long sigh of relief, a touch of pain was tangled between his eyebrows, and in a flash, the power contained in Biluo rushed out like madness at the moment of collision with Huang Quanxiang, just holding it, the impact was also extremely huge, his body was already numb, if it wasn't for the traction and control of the knife itself, he would definitely have fallen down.

And this, in fact, is also in his expectation, this pain, he can completely ignore it, and he can't even call it a price, but can Ah Ye hold it?

His gaze looked over at her, she was delicate and emaciated, she was as godless and manipulated as a puppet, and in a trance it seemed that she had seen herself a long time ago, such a guy who was not even ridiculously pitiful......

The fierce wind of the night spread out like a splash of the afterglow of the collision of knives with knives, blowing his messy hair fluttering, his clothes swaying, the young man squinted his eyes slightly, the blue fall in his hands had begun to tremble unbearably, and the pale blue light became more and more restrained, but also more and more unpredictable.

As if echoing, Huangquan also converged the blood-colored red mang, and the dark red of the circulation was like a ghost, and Ah Ye, swaying in the silent wind, described as withered, seemed to fall down at any time, but stood staggeringly, stubbornly clinging to something.

Liu Fuling chose to be indifferent, he no longer intends to know it with reason and emotion, the truth in this world is not told, it is beaten, and the affection between them is not enough for him to give up the knife.

Move your gaze to the knife in your hand, the magic knife side by side with Huang Quan, Biluo.

Different from the evil charm of Huangquan's dark and murderous and extremely domineering, the blue fall of the whole body of the knife body is more narrow and long, and the charm is long and ethereal, as if the clouds on the top of the mountain are dark and floating, the hope is vast and boundless, but it is elusive, and if you want to use it for your own use, it is like taking the leisurely world into your arms.

This is the feeling he realized the moment he held Biluo, and then it disappeared, it seemed to be just a blue and faint peerless weapon, and the corner that appeared at first glance made him fascinated.

Hope is a terrible emotion, because how much hope brings greater disappointment, even despair, and this is an emotion that Liu Fuling has experienced so many times in the past few years that he has forced himself to turn his mind into a pool of stagnant water, and not to report too much to anything.

But now, at this moment, his hope began to swell infinitely in his heart, almost irrepressible, and gradually turned into a desire, his eyes changed, and the indifferent look in his eyes became intense, almost burning.

He shifted his gaze from Biluo to the yellow spring that Ah Ye was dragging in his hand.

"Give it to me, give me the Yellow Spring." He heard himself talking, but the voice was so unfamiliar, he should have been surprised, but he didn't, he took it for granted, there was nothing wrong, he just wanted to get it, Huangquan Biluo, two knives were held in the hands of one person at the same time......

It's complete!

What answered him was a slash from Ah Ye.

The young man raised his arm and swept over, and a vast green mist suddenly emitted from the Biluo blade body, colliding with the blood-red sword, and directly hitting the knife back!

This was an almost provocative act, and the returning knife dissipated on its own without touching Ah Ye, but the yellow spring in the girl's hand suddenly rang and trembled, and the vibration spread all over her body along the girl's hand holding the knife.

Ah Ye trembled and twitched, like the dance of the ancient witch, treacherous and abnormal.

And as she danced, Huang Quan swayed slightly, and there was a piercing buzz around the two of them.

The magic knife swayed, shaking out a line of blood as thin as a hair, or horizontal, or vertical, or like a small arrow, suddenly attacked!

Liu Fuling stood still, holding the knife in both hands, from top to bottom, and slashed down!

There was a sudden wave of anger between the two.

The countless wisps of killing machine all melted into it, and dissolved into the invisible in an instant.

Liu Fuling let go of his left hand, took a step, and swung out horizontally, blocking the waist and slashing it.

Ah Ye placed the palm of his left hand facing outward on his chest, raised the knife against it, pointed straight ahead, completely ignoring Liu Fuling's cross-cutting knife gesture, let out a scream that was not like a human voice, and stabbed away violently.

Before the girl's almost unreasonable fight, Liu Fuling did not dodge or dodge, a strange green aura appeared in his eyes, an unnatural stiff smile appeared on his face, and he grabbed the Huangquan knife blade!

Huang Quan is powerful, but the girl who makes the knife is only weak.

"Let go—"

The skin of the hand holding the blade of the Huangquan knife was open, but the smile on the young man's face was even worse, and while he stopped the opponent's momentum, Biluo slashed at Ah Ye, the blade reached his waist, and the next moment, it was cut in two.

But Liu Fuling could not stop.

In that moment of madness, he saw a pair of eyes, which had been dull not long ago, but now they had turned into the most beautiful and magnificent starry sky, and billions of bright stars gathered in her eyes, and when he saw them for the first time, he could not describe them in words.

But at this time, these eyes are dead......

The stars were gone, and filthy blood filled every corner of it.

Fear, helplessness, pleading, hesitation, despair, loneliness, no matter how beautiful and mysterious her eyes were, but after all, she was just an overwhelmed child, a child who curled up her body, embraced herself, hid everywhere, and had nowhere to stay.

What's wrong with him?

How did it get to this point?

What about the promise he just made in his mouth? Even if you don't get a response, it doesn't mean that you can kill the other party without hesitation in the next moment.

How did he end up here?

He is not a good person, he is not a chivalrous man, he has never had a guilty conscience, he doesn't talk about this, but he obviously didn't think about killing Ah Ye.

He gave her name, and he always thought he had a responsibility.

He wants a knife, but is it ...... If you get a knife, you're going to kill her?

The mind turned a thousand times, and his mind was also clear, and when he held Biluo before, the feeling that seemed to be shrouded in a veil disappeared, and the strange green glow in his eyes dissipated.

Suddenly, he was controlled like a night.

But why...... seemed to have caught a glimmer of aura, but before he could think about it, Huang Quan broke away from his palm, and Ah Ye bumped into him.

He looked at the girl who was close at hand, at her visibly sunken cheeks, at her withered pale countenance, with a clear look in her eyes, and was slammed straight out in a self-deprecating laugh.

With a bang, Liu Fuling fell on the city wall, and Ah Ye followed, his eyes were blood-red, and he slashed with a knife.

He blocked it with a horizontal sword.

He looked at her like a child.

A hysterical rejection of all good, as long as crazy children.

Because madness can make people forget all the pain, forget the anxiety, forget the reckless world...... I'm the only one left.

Towards splendid destruction.

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