Chapter 15 Life and Death Ups and Downs Teng Jian and Elder Si also carefully observed Zhen Yue's appearance when they heard this, and they all covered their chins and nodded.

Zhen Yue and Qiu Sheng only felt that their brains were like thunder on the ground, and their calm eyes began to shatter.

Bei Moling said undoubtedly: "If you want to live, go to Meiyan Palace, there are no women in the concentration camp." ”

Zhen Yue only felt a smouldering fire erupt from her chest, six years ago, she concealed her daughter's body, just to escape the humiliation, and she was even more unwilling to become a flattering killer, she suddenly raised her eyes to look at Bei Mo Ling, looked at his indifferent eyes and said word by word: "I'd rather kill than humiliate!" I will never enter the palace of smoke! ”

Bei Mo Ling was slightly stunned, and his deep eyes became darker and darker.

"Bold! You will not be allowed to resist! Unicorn Place is a place you can choose at will! Teng Jian was suddenly angry, this girl is really against the sky!

Suddenly, a long laugh of disdain suddenly sounded in the hall of slaughter, and I saw the woman with messy hair with her eyes like cold stars, Zhen Yue said coldly: "The concentration camp is a place to sharpen killers, and the winner is born!" The loser is dead! The one who is alive is the strong! Now because I am a woman, I am deprived of the qualification to fight the decisive battle! That Qilin Fang is just a place for the mediocre! How to shake the world! ”

The three elders all turned pale, and their murderous aura was full of anger, but they didn't dare to be angry, so they could only wait for the owner to speak.

Qiu Sheng fell into an invisible panic, and didn't understand what her purpose was in provoking Qilin Fang, even if she didn't want to enter the Smoke Palace, she could pretend to seek perfection and wait for the opportunity to move.

Bei Mo Ling glanced at her lightly, without the slightest anger, which made people look unreal, but his tone was colder: "What do you want?" ”

"I'll go to a concentration camp or I'll die! Or give death! "Words are like sharp stones.

Qiu Sheng looked at her sharply, only to see that her emaciated cheeks were full of shocking stubbornness, and he suddenly understood.

"I will fulfill you!" Bei Mo Ling said: "Teng Jian, let the two of them compete for the winner." ”

This is a duel without suspense, there has never been a female killing in the concentration camp, and it is impossible to make an exception, so Qiu Sheng must win the decisive battle, and Zhen Yue also knows that this is a death, just a mercy for her years of perseverance.

Middle Terrace.

There was silence on the Zhongyou platform, and the three elders stood in two places, and even their breathing became extremely light, looking at the two people on the field who drew their swords opposite each other

And on the top of the steps, there is a silver fox with a big Qiu standing in his hand, and the clouds are light and breezy as if he is not in the world, as if the divine mansion is looking down on all beings.

The snow fell like a torrential rain in an instant, with a depressing tension in the bones, and the black-clothed young man in the field, with a slender body and a rigid face, only the suppressed fury rolled wantonly in the dark pupils, but he was still silent; And the woman on the opposite side was full of black hair and the wind was flying, like the scorching summer sun, making people unable to take their eyes off and indelible.

Zhen Yue raised the corners of her mouth, like the last ray of light in the sunset, she didn't have a moment of nostalgia, drew her sword and stabbed at the young man.

The two of them who were seriously injured were accompanied by the blade of the sword, but they couldn't see a trace of murderous aura, it was a quick and decisive struggle, but it became a game where you advance and retreat.

Zhen Yue knew that it was not a long-term solution, and her mind had been decided, so she pushed her palm and pulled out the thorn, and hit Qiu Sheng's abdomen hard, Qiu Sheng's abdomen had already been injured, and now she was even more painful and snorted, seeing the tip of the sword that followed her, her right hand was as flexible as a snake, and she was easy to defuse, and with a crisp impact, the short knife was slammed to the ground by him.

Zhen Yue saw this fist and foot contact, and the two turned into hand-to-hand combat, only listening to a bang! Qiu Sheng dodged the hidden weapon that came from her stab, and with a quick hook of his right foot, he slammed Zhen Yue on the white jade stone with lightning and flint.

Zhen Yue raised her eyebrows, her face was cunning, Qiu Sheng only felt a shock in his heart, only to see a flash of white light, weightlessness in his feet, and in an instant, he fell heavily to the ground at the same time as her, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but admire in his heart, he was so seriously injured, and he could still stalemate with him for so long.

The two of them immediately turned over and jumped, rolling on the white jade and hitting each other with their fists, suddenly, it was too late, it was fast, Zhen Yue stretched her arms, grabbed the short knife that was one step away and stabbed it with all her strength, she was already seriously injured, and in a short period of time, blood had been spilling from the corners of her mouth, and Qiu Sheng was no better, the two were sweating profusely, only the eyes of the collision, each other could understand each other's intentions.

Qiu Sheng pressed on top of Zhen Yue, holding the tip of the knife close to her with one hand, and the snowflakes fell on her frowning brows little by little, stained with blood, like a proud plum blossom, Zhen Yue had mixed feelings in her heart, and clearly felt that he did not use all his strength, but was just confused and struggling.

The two of them are against each other's deadly blades in the middle, like a tug-of-war of life and death, and those who are close can see each other's figures from each other's eyes, mixed with unknown feelings, struggling, hesitating, and unwilling!

Zhen Yue smiled faintly, like a blooming flower, in a voice that only each other could hear: "Ah Qiu, you have to live well, even my share has to live, give me a ride!" ”

Qiu Sheng only felt that the deep corner of his heart was slowly shattering, and then there was an unfamiliar pain, and before he could react, he was on the ground! Zhen Yue's wrist swirled vigorously, and the tip of the knife stabbed into his chest with force, only to hear a loud sound, which was infinitely magnified in the wind, and hit Qiu Sheng's trembling heart fiercely.

Qiu Sheng retracted his strength suddenly, but it was too late, he trembled and stabilized his hand, not letting her stab deeply into the heart again, the hands holding the handle of the knife, one large and one small, were showered in the viscous blood, the knife entered an inch, and the blood couldn't stop squirting out.

She only felt faint in front of her, but she still pushed her strength to herself, she didn't want to enter the Meiyan Palace, then there was only one death.

"No ......" Qiu Sheng trembled his lips, the fear in his heart was like a towering net, so that he couldn't find a way out, when his mother died tragically, when his sister died tragically, and when he was chased and killed all the way, he was never afraid, but at this time he felt that the boundless darkness was slowly devouring him, if the person in front of him also died, then what should he do!?

Zhen Yue saw that his eyes were red from anger or sadness, she seemed to see the crystal mist rolling in his dim eyes, she was shocked, and the pain in her chest seemed to slowly reduce.

She lowered her eyes and grabbed it violently, as if she was no longer nostalgic, Qiu Sheng trembled, only to feel that the small hand he was holding was distinct, and he was about to end his life with an irreversible momentum.

"Satsuki!" Qiu Sheng roared violently.

The weak body under him trembled suddenly, and I saw the girl like the remnant sun raising the corners of her mouth high, smiling like a flower in the morning dew, beautiful and pure.

"Stop." At this moment, a deep voice broke the line between life and death.

A light and shallow word smoothly reached the grieving Qiu Sheng's ears, he suddenly reached out to hold the blade like a mang's arrow, and blocked the short knife sent out with flesh and blood, fortunately, he was agile, only an inch and a half into the tip of his heart, he pulled out the short knife, regardless of the knife wounds on both hands, and covered Zhen Yue's bleeding chest.