The truth of the massacre of the city has been solved!

Zhang San's identification is the most powerful evidence, the ghostly shadow fighting in the center of the hundred horsemen and the traceless blade around him are undoubtedly the source of evil.

"Who is the man...... Phantom...... I can't be wrong, that knife is a traceless ...... Zhang San, are you sure that this person is the murderer you saw? Murong Tian frowned in surprise, he didn't expect that the murderer was really a player. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"You can't go wrong! You can't go wrong!! I'll never forget that image for the rest of my life! It's definitely him!! Get me out of here...... I'm getting out of here...... Otherwise, you'll die...... My wife, children, and parents are only afraid...... I'm afraid it's been ...... long ago I'm going to fight with you!! Zhang San first wanted to escape in a panic, but when he recalled his originally happy family, the thought of death welled up in his heart.

"You hold him, I'll meet this apparition." The holy sword said coldly, and then jumped up from the horse, and launched the "Xuanyuan Divine Technique" of the "Xuanyuan Divine Technique", turning into a streamer and gliding in mid-air......

Traceless fierce battle for a hundred horsemen, the scene is grand, shocking, hundreds of bone riders surging back and forth in an orderly manner, one wave was retreated, and the second wave immediately followed by the impact, although the traceless knife moves forced back the bone riders again and again, but the actual damage caused was very small, and no one of the bone riders has been killed so far.

"Are you the murderer?"

There was a questioning voice from the sky, and in an instant, a sword shadow broke into the battle, and the simple and noble sword body exuded an irresistible divine coercion at the moment it appeared, and the bone cavalry team showed extreme uneasiness and resistance under this coercion.

"Dada~~~"

The chaotic sound of white bone horse hooves, the out-of-control white bone cavalry regiment, with the appearance of the first bone cavalry who fled back to the blood-colored fortress, the subsequent ninety-nine bone cavalry left one after another, leaving only the shadowless traceless and the holy sword holding Xia Yu.

"Let me ask you again, is it you the murderer?" The Holy Sword asked coldly, and at this moment, Feng ruthlessly stepped forward and dissipated the phantom windbreaker on his body without a trace, revealing a face that was exactly the same as Dongfang Fan.

"It's you!" Murong Tian, who came forward with Zhang San, stared at the "Dongfang Fan" in front of him with wide eyes, unable to believe the facts in front of him.

"Murderer!! You murderer! I'll kill you!! Zhang San walked away violently, and was about to rush towards Wuxi, but Murong Tian stopped him.

Feng ruthlessly looked at Zhang San's hatred for Traceless, and it was clear in his heart: the person killed by Traceless should be a relative or friend of this person.

"No trace, don't speak, you should be punished if you do something wrong...... I'll be punished with you......" Wind ruthlessly grabbed the sleeve of his shirt and motioned for him to take a step back.

First of all, I want to state that Traceless and Dongfang Fan are not the same person, earlier in the stone village on the northern border, we once met a hero who is strikingly similar to Traceless, named 'Dongfang Fan', he has nothing to do with this matter, the matter is done by Traceless, and we don't want innocent people to be involved." Feng ruthlessly opened his mouth to prove Dongfang Fan's innocence, and although he had a conflict with Dongfang Fan before, he did not regard it as hostile.

Murong Tian and the Holy Sword were skeptical of Feng Ruthless's words, after all, the Traceless in front of them was really too similar to Dongfang Fan, but since Feng Ruthless admitted the fact of Traceless's killing, then things would be easier to do-

"It's good that you're willing to admit the murder, but Miss Wind must not have been involved...... So, can I ask why this Traceless kills? Murong Tian stared coldly at the traceless behind Feng Ruthless.

"Because he kills, he lives without a trace...... If you don't kill, you die without a trace...... However, Traceless now knows that he is wrong, Traceless doesn't want to kill anymore, as long as he can stay by Ruthless's side, Traceless will never kill again. Traceless replied, the stunned appearance was completely different from Dongfang Fan's style, and the statement that the two were not the same person was a little more convincing.

"Do you kill people because you want to be sure you're alive? What a brutal mind...... This unjustified way of death...... It's no wonder that Beixi City has such a scene. Holy Sword shook his head and sighed.

"This is the family of the deceased, right? You may not know about Traceless ...... However, when I met him, he couldn't even speak, he was in a trance, delirious, completely unaware of the ethics of this world, and he could be said to be in a state like a baby...... Even...... I don't even know how to wear clothes...... I don't know the origin of Traceless at the moment, but it is precisely because of his unknown origin that he suddenly wakes up in this world, without innate cognitive senses, just to express his life, so ...... So the killer was ...... However, he didn't mean to! Just like him now, as long as you tell him that it is wrong to kill, he will not kill again, and no matter how much the mistakes have been made, they cannot be restored to the mistakes they were before...... I only hope that we can be given a chance to atone for our sins, so that we can do something about the mistakes we have made......" In the merciless words of the wind, he firmly tied himself to the traceless, advancing and retreating together, and suffering together.

"Atonement? How to atone for sins? How can I atone for my sins?!! My loved ones are all dead, what's the use of your atonement!! Today, either he kills me or I kill him! I don't need your atonement!! Zhang San reprimanded angrily, completely disagreeing with the ruthless statement of the wind.

"Dead Light...... Don't...... Could it be that Traceless killed more than one person? Feng Wuru was stunned for a moment, the situation seemed to be beyond her expectations, and she had never had the opportunity to ask Wuji in detail about this matter.

"Wind Maiden...... It seems that you have no idea what kind of mistakes the person behind you has committed...... Maybe that's not enough to be called 'wrong'...... It's a sin, and it's not a mistake that he committed, it's a sin -- he doesn't kill a person, he doesn't kill a few people, he kills ......"

Murong Tian paused, looking at Feng Wuru's blank expression, he was a little unbearable, but he had to tell him the truth:

"The people of a city, the entire people of Beixi City were killed by him...... See the blood-colored fortress in the sky? It was made up of the river of blood after the death of the dead, and the bone riders in the sky were supposed to be the remains of those dead, this sin...... You and him, spend a lifetime, I'm afraid we can't redeem it. ”

The wind ruthless's body trembled suddenly, and his face, which was originally full of shame, turned sickly pale, and the hand holding the traceless turned from warm to cold......

"Ruthless, what's wrong with you? Your hand...... It's so cold......" Traceless asked worriedly, feeling the coldness in his palm.

"Leave no trace...... You...... Did you kill a city of people? The wind asked in a trembling voice, his eyes lost and gloomed.

"I don't know...... Without a Trace, he only knew that he had killed a lot of people...... No one was standing or alive in front of him...... Then, without a trace, he left the city...... Ruthless, you cried, did your heart hurt again? Seeing the tears dripping from the wind's merciless cheeks, Traceless immediately anxiously cupped the latter's face and gently brushed away the cold tears.

"Leave no trace...... Why is this happening...... Why don't you tell me...... You've killed so many people, and you've got so much blood on your hands...... Why don't you tell me......" Wind Ruthless had a desperate look on his face, asking questions that could not have been fruitful.

Or perhaps, the answer is already in Feng Ruthless's heart: if she had known the truth earlier, would she have given up without a trace?

The warm hand holds the knife that represents justice, and the cold hand is stained with innocent blood, and when the knife of justice is stained with innocent blood, even the warmest hand will be swallowed and replaced by the eternal coldness.

This is a sin without a trace, but it is also a responsibility that Feng is ruthless and unwilling to let go.

Feng Wuru didn't think about the possibility of "if she gave up", and she didn't have a psychological struggle, she just thought about "later": will she still be able to wander the world hand in hand with Wuxian like before? Will there be a chance to settle down the dust in the future, face up to your heart, and say what you want to say but don't say?

"Is it really only by fighting for your life that the hatred in your heart can be removed?" Feng looked at Zhang San ruthlessly, facing the worst outcome with the last shred of hope.

"That's right! Only he died! Otherwise, I will not accept any form of atonement!! Zhang San's eyes were bloodshot, if Murong Tian hadn't been holding on to it, he would have pounced on it and tore it without a trace.

"I see...... Since this is the victim's request...... Without a trace, promise me one thing, okay? Wind ruthlessly turned away, facing Traceless, staring at the latter.

"Okay, no matter what Ruthless says, Traceless will agree." Traceless didn't feel anything abnormal at all, but when he saw the usual tenderness in the pupils of Wind Ruthless, he felt that the sky was clear.

"Huh...... Traceless is really good, then you have to promise me: from today on, your hands and your knife can't kill for the sake of killing, okay? Feng ruthlessly sneered, she knew Traceless's answer, but she still lifted her spirit, not wanting to miss a word of Traceless.

"Well, although Traceless still doesn't understand what killing for the sake of killing is, but, until Traceless understands this sentence, he will definitely not kill! Ruthless, you also have to promise to be without a trace, always be with a traceless, and don't be separated. Traceless thought for a moment and agreed.

"Hmm...... I don't want to be separated from Traceless either...... I also want to be with Traceless all the time...... Never separate...... "Wind Ruthless took the initiative to hold Traceless in his arms for the first time, and vigorously enjoyed the warmth of the "last......

"Traceless, close your eyes, don't open your eyes until I let you open them......" Wind Ruthless whispered in Traceless's ear, Traceless didn't doubt him, and closed his eyes with a smile.

No matter how the world changes, no matter how sinister people's hearts are, when a person and a heart pay seriously, there will always be a force and a belief to support the continuation of life and stick to the love in the heart......

"Whew-"

Shadowless and invisible, the blade falls to the ground.

"I'm sorry for all the trouble and pain that Traceless has caused you...... It's me, not him...... If I had met him sooner, maybe ...... There wouldn't have been those tragedies...... Today, at your request - to die for life, to die for the life of the whole city...... Then ......"

"Fight the life of the Traceless with a merciless life!"

A firm sentence of "life for life" shook the heavens, and at that moment, all the people expected what the wind was going to do-

Rising without a shadow, the blade of death mercilessly slashed down for the sake of the rebirth of his sweetheart.

There is no remorse, no pain, no unwillingness, only a trace of reluctance that lingers in my heart.

"Traceless is traceless, shadowless is ruthless...... Without a trace, without a shadow will accompany you for me...... Always with you, never separate......" Feng ruthlessly stared at Traceless, cherishing every second of time, because every glance could be the last in this life......

"Leave no trace...... Sorry ......"

The eyes were slightly closed, the last hot teardrop dripped down the cold tear stains, and the smile on the corner of the mouth was satisfaction: satisfied with meeting an unforgettable person in the last moment of this life, it was this person who made this life worthwhile, and it was also this person who became the last regret of this life......

"Bell!"

No shadow to the ground, no blood and no traces-

Soulless landing, saving the dead and living-

A proud figure floated down, isolated on the soulless with one foot, and said indifferently:

"The murderer is me."