227 Sword Master out of the horse

"Devil, I'll show you what the real devil is!" Ran Zhirou slammed his sword down, passing straight through the left arm of the Huangfu Song, and a deep cry came from the cave.

This sword abolished the left hand in the Huangfu's play.

Even if the emperor is lucky enough not to die, he will become a cripple. Ran Zhirou made a move, and she was really ruthless.

Huangfu is not a soft bone in the music, but in the face of such pain, even if he is silent, his whole body trembles unconsciously because of the painful pain.

"You kill me, you kill me—" cried the Emperor, his body hoarse and shattered from pain, his eyes almost burning with anger and hatred.

"Can't stand it?" Ran Zhirou's sword pointed to the right hand of the Huangfu play, as long as this sword went down a little, the right hand in the Huangfu play would have to fall into the same fate as the left hand.

The emperor closed his eyes in despair, oh my God! When will this torture come to an end? He had never known what was terrible, but at this moment, he finally tasted it. There are many things in this world that are more terrible than death, such as the one he is experiencing now.

"Want to die? Do you want me to fulfill you? ”

"What does it take for you to kill me?" Huangfu never thought that one day, he would beg someone to kill him. Is such a cowardly self still the emperor of the Great Flame?

"How about you beg me, beg me, and I'll kill you?" Ran Zhirou smiled wickedly, and slowly leaned down, like a queen on top, looking down at the emperor.

Huangfu couldn't help but swear in his heart that if he could escape the catastrophe this time and return to the palace, he would definitely let this woman die as well. Just like him at this time, he fell under him, begging her to kill her.

He gambled all the fame and glory of his Great Flame Emperor, and demanded that this woman pay the price of her life to repay the one she had done to him today, making her more painful than death!

"Why don't you speak, you can't save the emperor's face?" The tip of Ran Zhirou's sword shook, and the Lingzi Sword was struggling to suppress itself, it had already smelled the bloody smell of blood, but every time it was a shallow taste, but the current master was too powerful, and it had not violated the master's courage! Even if he really wanted to suck up the blood of this person on the ground, all the Lingzi Sword could do was to make a sword sound, and he didn't dare to act against the master's will.

The Lingzi Sword is such a sword, when the master is weaker than it, it will be above the master day by day. And when its owner is strong enough, it will become extraordinarily honest again.

The current Ran Zhirou is the most powerful master, Lingzijian has betrayed the master once, and now in front of Ran Zhirou, he only dares to double his restraint and dare not have any more transgressions. It's just that the Lingzi Sword is a magic sword fed by blood and internal force after all, and even if it is afraid of this master, it can't suppress its own nature.

The sound of a sword that reverberated in the cave like a talisman was a terrifying thing in itself. No matter how long this incident has passed, whenever he dreams back at midnight, the emperor will always recall the terrible sound of the sword and the evil smile on Ran Zhirou's face.

"A person who is about to die, is it superfluous to worry about this?"

"Huangfu played, you knew that there would be today, you shouldn't have messed with me that day, and you shouldn't have threatened that man." It's just that Sun Mubai, who is so smart and cunning, will one day be so powerless in the face of other people's threats, and even say that he is a rat trap.

Is it because of her? Because he was worried about her and her beloved Qiongshan, so such a smart and cunning man fell helplessly in front of her and died under her sword?

Ran Zhirou didn't dare to think about it, as long as she thought of Sun Mubai, her indifferent heart would throb.

But this qiē was all harmed by the man at her feet, he didn't let her feel better, and she wanted him to be miserable? Whether it's his life or his dignity, she will be defeated all!

Thinking of this, Ran Zhirou lifted the sword, the cold light in her eyes was fierce, and she stabbed at Gao Jianling's right arm-

Huangfu closed his eyes in the middle of the play, it was over, and it was over.

"Rou'er, stop! ――”

A black shadow flew out from behind, tapped twice on the wall, stopped in front of Ran Zhirou, and grabbed the Lingzi sword that was about to abolish the right hand of the emperor's play.

"Little Rou'er, you can't kill anymore." It was the black cloak that had rescued them from the cave earlier, and his body was so fast, and in an instant, he moved to her side.

"Grandpa." When Ran Zhirou saw the person coming, she suddenly behaved a lot, and even the evil smile on her face suddenly retracted.

"Xiao Rou'er, you have fallen into a demon, good, give the Lingzi Sword to grandpa." The Sword Master stretched out his hand and looked at Ran Zhirou worriedly.

"No, grandpa, I didn't have any demons, I'm sober, I'm going to kill him!" Ran Zhirou stabbed with her sword, and as soon as she struck, it was a fatal part, and she knew that if she didn't kill him now, she would only let Huangfu escape from the disaster. With my grandfather here, this person may be able to pick up a small life.

"Xiao Rou'er, you can't kill him, he is the emperor of the imperial court. If you kill him, the rivers and lakes and the court will quarrel again, which will become a disaster for the entire Great Flame. Whether it's as a sword saint in the rivers and lakes, or Xiao Rou'er's grandfather, I can't watch this happen. ”

"Grandpa, don't you want to avenge Xiao Rou'er? He's done me so badly, I'm ...... I can't forgive him......" In front of the Sword Saint, Ran Zhirou has always been an obedient and naughty daughter, and the person she respects and values the most is the Sword Saint, no matter what he says, she will listen.

But this time, she couldn't just let the emperor go.

"Moreover, with the emperor's temperament of retribution, even if we let him go, he will not let us go. He has been thinking about this river and lake for a long time, and if he stays with him, there will be no peace in the rivers and lakes. "Ran Zhirou is also quite smart, she knows that what the Sword Master cares about most is her and this Jianghu, starting from these two directions, the Sword Master may compromise.

"Compared to these, Xiao Rou'er, grandpa doesn't want you to do something wrong and become an executioner who kills people without blinking."

"Grandpa, I'm ......" Ran Zhirou looked at the cave, and most of the people who came in with her were silent. When he noticed Sun Mubai, an indescribable pain flowed on his face.

"This is the child dressed as a fish?" The Sword Saint also noticed Sun Mubai who fell to the ground, and he could also see that his little Rou'er liked this child.

Ran Zhirou nodded, tilted her head, and didn't dare to look in that direction again. "But he's dead." A sword straight into the chest, it is impossible to live.

"Little Rou'er, you're too careless. I think this kid still has breath, and he won't necessarily die. ”

Not only was Ran Zhirou stunned, but even the Huangfu who fell to the ground and breathed more and less air also showed a bit of consternation.

"Grandpa, you say...... What the? Ran Zhirou didn't know whether to be excited or incredulous, and stared at her grandfather with wide eyes.

"This young man has deep internal strength, the Lingzi Sword is a sword of spiritual energy, and when it pierced into his body, it made him stop his heartbeat because of the sudden absorption of his internal force. He was slapped from behind before, and a breath of true qi blocked the blood vessels, but because of this, he was lucky enough to pick up a life under the Lingzi Sword. ”

"Grandpa, what you said is true, he didn't die, you didn't lie to me?"

"Silly boy, how could grandpa lie to you. My grandfather had experienced this before, and although it wasn't exactly the same, the situation was quite similar. However, there is one thing that is not good for this child. ”

"Which point?" As long as the person is not dead, no matter how big the problem is, it is not a problem, at least in Ran Zhirou's opinion.

As long as you are alive, then you have a chance.

However, do you dare to love again? Even if she knew that Sun Mubai was sincere to her, would she really dare to believe a man who stabbed her in the back with a fatal sword?

This qiē Sun Mubai had to do this for one reason or another, so next time, will he stab a sword in her back again for some other reason?

Because Ran Zhirou was really scared, the pain of being deceived and betrayed, even if it was excusable, she still had no way to accept it.

In this life, she has lost her love. Even if there is, what Ran Zhirou needs is the kind of man who would rather die together no matter what the situation, rather than sword her behind her back, abandon her at a critical moment and join other camps.

Because for Ran Zhirou, this kind of effort is even more difficult for her to accept than death!

However, even so, she still didn't want Sun Mubai to die and wanted him to live. Maybe he is alive, and his sins can be lightened a little, otherwise she Ran Zhirou really doesn't know what kind of face she should live in this world.

"The Lingzi sword pierced through his chest, although it was not fatal, but it burned his body with the root of the disease. If he does not take care of himself, the young man will have a hard time in the future. ”

“……”

"But it's not completely impossible, as long as you live, there will be hope in the end." As he spoke, the Sword Saint had already walked to Sun Mubai's side, pulled up Sun Mubai, used the power of the pure yang palm, and struck Sun Mubai's back three times in a row. Sun Mubai, who fell to the ground motionless, received this force, and his body couldn't help but lean forward. And the Sword Saint's pure yang palm power also played a role, Sun Mubai choked and spit out a mouthful of blood, although he was still unconscious, he could already feel his heartbeat and breathing.

"Grandpa, he really ......" Ran Zhirou covered her mouth tightly, looking at the person on the ground who had escaped death, tears were already shining in her eyes.

"Grandpa, that's good...... That's nice...... He's still alive......"

"Yes, he's still alive, can Xiao Rou'er let him live?"

"Grandpa."

"You've scrapped his left hand and left him with an indelible scar for the rest of his life, and that's enough."

“……”

"What's more, my little Rou'er, grandpa was angry for you just now, if Xiao Rou'er is not happy, then let's dry him for a while, and wait for Xiao Rou'er to be completely discouraged, and then let him go, okay?"

This young man hurt his precious granddaughter, although he can't kill him, but he, as a grandfather, can't just spare his granddaughter.

Ran Zhirou looked at the Sword Saint in front of her in a daze, it turned out that her grandfather had been helping her teach Huangfu a lesson just now, with the character of the Sword Saint, he had already gone to visit Huangfu Zhongzhong's injury, but he ignored it. Didn't he do it all for her granddaughter?

Grandpa thinks about her so much, and she can't let her grandfather be so embarrassed.

"I can let him go, but as long as he lives, he won't let us go."

"That's not a problem." Since he proposed it, he naturally has a way to solve this problem. On Sun Mubai's side, there was no big problem, and the Sword Saint came to Huangfu Juan again, squatted down, and looked at the young man in front of him.

The emperor kept bleeding during the play, and the sword saint snapped twice, and then lit the acupoint for him to stop the bleeding. Not only did the bleeding stop, but under the magical technique of the Sword Master, even the stinging pain in his arm improved a lot.

"Young man, I want you to promise me two things, if you promise to let you go, how about it, would you like to think about it?" There is no nonsense, the sword master came up to understand the intention.

He believed that Huangfu was a smart man, and he would never be angry with them at this time, knowing what choice was best for him.

Even if he hates Xiao Rou'er to the core, he will hide this kind of affection very well. As the Great Flame Emperor, if he doesn't have this kind of ability, it means that he is looking at the wrong person.

When the Sword Saint came out to stop Ran Zhirou, Huang Fu knew that he could pick up a life today. Ran Zhirou has lost her mind, and the one who can stop him now is her grandfather Sword Saint.

The majestic and kind voice came into the eardrums, and even the emperor played it, and he had admired this veteran in the martial arts for a long time. If it weren't for the existence of the Sword Saint, the great cause of the imperial court to unify the martial arts would not be so troublesome. And for this old-timer who became famous at a young age and has created countless legends in the rivers and lakes, there is also a touch of respect in the high-minded and arrogant Huangfu music.

Needless to say, he knew what to do.

"What two things?"

"First, in your lifetime, the imperial court will no longer be allowed to meddle in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and the people of the rivers and lakes will not stand in the way of your official family. You are a monarch, show your courage and make this promise, so that the court and the rivers and lakes will not interfere with the river water, how about it? ”

“……”

"I know that it is not easy for you to agree to this matter, you came to this turbulent river and lake from the comfortable palace alone, and even won the ring and entered the forbidden land of Qiongshan regardless of your own safety, naturally you have a reason to say. However, a man stands up to the sky and has the courage to make trade-offs. In my opinion, it is totally worth it for you to abandon this plan now. ”

"I promise."

"I knew you were a smart young man." The Juggernaut smiled with satisfaction, it had always been a pleasure to talk to smart people.

"What's the second thing you want me to promise?"

"This is what I asked for my granddaughter." After Ran Zhirou stabbed out so many swords in Huangfu Songzhong, and even brought him lifelong regrets, how could he rest assured that Huangfu Song would leave like this? R1152