Chapter 66: Love, Red Practice!

"Bai Feng, you step aside, now you are not his opponent."

A faint word, the tone is calm and unwavering, but with endless domineering, and irresistible might, - sand, sand, sand -

There was a sound of light footsteps, a man with white hair in brocade, and the other was a stunning beauty, wearing a blood-colored long skirt, a soft sword wrapped around the waist like a snake, a long hair like silk satin falling like a waterfall, soft eyebrows, a pair of starry eyes that hooked the soul, a delicate nose, pink cheeks red, dotted red lips, a melon seed face like snow crystal like jade, delicate and without the slightest flaw of snow skin like crispy snow, light body, endless charm and moving.

Nodding slightly, Bai Feng shook his head a little helplessly, re-encircled his beloved feather blade into his sleeve, and looked at the white-haired man's eyes revealing a trace of awe from the heart.

"Zihong, can I still call you that?" With an evil smile, the cold voice shot straight into Yan Hong's heart.

"Second Senior Brother, I didn't expect that we would meet again in such a situation."

The same evil smile, but the tone was full of indescribable joy, his eyes flowed, looking at the pretty woman standing on the side, Yan Hong's heart was flooded with an unspeakable bitterness, the memory of [she] I don't know when it has become no longer like [her], even though the intelligence of Traceless Village has always paid attention to her over the years, but at this moment, seeing this delicate and lovely little princess in the past has become such a poppy now, seducing the common people, and bloody and murderous, Yan Hong is unspeakably sad in his heart.

The tone was slightly choked, and the originally mellow voice became a little hoarse at this moment, "Red Lotus-" but only shouted out the nickname that was closest to him in the past, but he couldn't say any more words.

At this time, Yan Hong's feeling was like a fish in his throat, and there were words of suffering.

The long-dusted memory, the past that I thought I had forgotten for a long time, and the friendship that I once cherished the most, but with these simple and clear two words, like the melting snow in early spring, it became clear little by little. "Nowadays, there is no red lotus, only the red practice of quicksand."

How agitated his heart was, but when the words came to his mouth, he became so cold and arrogant, resolute.

But at this moment, Wei Zhuang, who was close at hand, had clearly felt that her red right hand was trembling slightly, and her bright red nails had been embedded in the flesh, obviously she seemed to want to relieve the irrepressible excitement in her heart with pain.

"Chi Lian? What a red practice, second senior brother, I didn't expect you to give her that red refining sword, quicksand red practice, fire and charming, spirit snake killing, it's really good! Great! ”

Raising his head slightly, looking at the blood-like remnant sun in the sky, no one noticed, and the moment he raised his head, a trace of crystal flashed in Yan Hong's eyes.

"W-that's what you're talking about?" A trace of deep sadness flashed in Chi Lian's eyes, and a wisp of indescribable disappointment unconsciously appeared in his heart.

Yan Hong seemed to turn a blind eye to this qiē, and said to himself, "Why, Bai Feng is not my opponent, but the second senior brother is going to use the shark tooth sword in his hand to make a break with me-"

"Haha--"

At this point, he was not finished, but he was interrupted by a burst of poignant laughter, Chi Lian seemed to feel that the only insistence that had been left in his heart, the only belief that he could rely on was shattered, and he was shattered by Yan Hong's words just now. That noble Korean princess seems to have really disappeared in this red dust.

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"You used to be elegant and gentle, but you have become what you are now, maybe I shouldn't have come here in the first place." Looking at the charming woman in front of her, it seems that she is really no longer the lovely person she knows, and her words are filled with endless regret and melancholy.

"It's too late to regret it now." Looking at this familiar face again, Chilian's Yan zhòng was as dead silent, and there was no longer a ripple.

"Leave a hand, is that okay?" Yan Hong asked with some frustration.

"No, since you're here, leave your life behind." The fresh, sweet sound was gone, replaced by a chilling coldness.

With a smile, Yan Hong said, "Maybe you misunderstood, I said I shouldn't come, because you are not my opponent, I said to leave you with a hand, but you want to give me your life." ”

Wei Zhuang on the side looked at Yan Hong with some surprise, and saw the resoluteness in his eyes, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, [Could it be that there must be a sword and sword shadow between us, have you not seen each other for so many years, are you really not the little junior brother you were at the beginning?] 】。

Chi Lian is a strong woman, this was the case in the past, after entering the quicksand, she became more and more powerful, as the number one assassin organization in the world, Chi Lian can occupy a place among the four heavenly kings, which shows the strength and pride in her heart.

But that's it, in the face of his love, Chi Lian has never been able to let go of his face to pursue.

But the attention to Yan Hong has never been relaxed, but Yan Hong doesn't know this, and Chi Lian doesn't want him to know, as long as he often looks at the warm jade on his chest and often thinks of the memories of the past, [she] will feel that she has never been separated from [him].

Now Yan Hong said, "You want to give me your life!" "If you are so ruthless, why not make her heartbroken!

He wants to kill me, he really wants to kill me.

The originally ruddy pretty face had become miserable at the moment, Bei Yan bit his lip fiercely, and delicate blood fell on the dress little by little, and crystal tears slid down his cheeks, fell to the ground, shattered, shattered!

If you are so resolute, why can't I forget my feelings, if you want to kill me, then what does it matter if I let you kill me!

The jade foot was lightly clicked, and Chi Lian's soft sword shot instantly, and Chi Lian's whole person turned into a blood-colored afterimage, coming towards Yan Hong.

[This sword, is it really going to break off love and righteousness, swing the sword to cut the love thread? ] In that case, why should I give up my life? This is exactly what Yan Hong is thinking at this moment.

The long sword stabbed out, like a stone falling into the calm lake, startling layers of ripples, and the red sword, hidden behind these layers of waves, was ready to launch a fatal blow at any time.

Withdraw! Yan Hong kept retreating, his body technique had already been operated to the extreme, and the layers of qi waves startled by the sword qi of his left hand were dissolved invisibly.

"Draw the sword - Kai!"

With a light drink, the Longquan sword was already out of its sheath, and the figure moved, and the next step had crossed the big net woven by Chi Lian's sword qi, and the wrong footsteps had come to the back of Chi Lian, at this moment, Wei Zhuang, who had the highest cultivation in the field, and Bai Feng, who had excellent light skills, did not see Yan Hong's movements clearly, and only felt that an afterimage in his sight crossed the next moment, and Chi Lian was in danger.

Feeling the chill coming from behind, as well as the terrifying murderous aura, the soft sword in his hand clearly reflected a white chain, and smiled sadly, he- really wants to kill me!