There was absolutely no way to guess, snapping his fingers, and the white tiger walked in front of Xie Tanxiu with a majestic step.

Xie Tanxiu was unwilling to die like this, the Yin and Yang Acacia technique drove the Yin and Yang Xuan Force in the body, and the two Xuan forces converged in one hand, and one punch was like a mountain and a sea of overwhelming momentum, only rushing to the White Tiger Formation.

The evil tiger roared, not weak in the slightest, running wildly on all fours, dusty.

In the fist, the tiger head king character, the inscription on the white tiger's whole body flickered, and a claw swept away, hitting Xie Tanxiu's head. Xie Tanxiu's head and the Formation Spirit White Tiger burst open at the same time, and they had been light and light, but in fact, the pressure was not light, and Tian Heng, who maintained the formation with Xuan Li and Mind, was also sweating profusely, and his face was pale.

Obviously, Tian Heng won this vicious battle not so easily. Pretending to be nothing, everything under control is just putting pressure on Xie Tanxiu's heart, so that he does not have the heart to fight to the death.

Otherwise, Xie Tanxiu would have chosen to fight to the death at the beginning, although Tian Heng could also win, but it was not so easy, and it definitely had to be a little price.

There is absolutely no doubt that Xie Tanxiu can be the second brother of the new generation of the Black Rock Sect, if he rushes into the battle, Tian Heng can definitely only hold his head and run away, but since Tian Heng has time to lay out the formation, the result will have to be changed.

Chen Yi's battle was much easier, the "sword flat style" started, the sword flowers trembled, the blood danced, and the exquisite sword moves were not at all what the disciples of the Black Rock Sect could compete with.

The sword walks like a swimming dragon, the flat ground gives birth to sword flowers, ethereal like the wind, and the sword passes through the throat.

Only Shu Qingyun was able to take twenty-one swords, and finally was sealed by a sword. However, it is only the twenty-one swords played by the "sword flat style", if it is a sword under the blessing of the "sword rising style" or "sword momentum", it is definitely a sword and it is a person from the underworld.

Chen Yi leaned against the tree, habitually took out the wine jug, raised his head to drink, and did not pour out a drop for a long time before he remembered that the wine had already been drunk.

Chen Yi didn't think that killing the people of the Black Rock Sect was asking for trouble, not for anything else, the sword was uneven, and the sword was comforting.

My heart is not a saint's heart, and my sword is not a gentleman's sword.

Gu Feng Ling scribbled on his coat, and came to Chen Xiaofeng, whose hands were broken and only had a faint breath, he didn't care about the scarlet blood, hugged Chen Xiaofeng tightly, and tears dripped down Chen Xiaofeng's bloody face.

Chen Xiaofeng opened his eyes slightly, trying to squeeze out a smile, and said weakly like a mosquito sound

"Tiny... Senior sister, live well, junior brother likes to see you laugh. ”

"Poof"

Another mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, Gu Fengling panicked and wanted to wipe the blood from the corner of Chen Xiaofeng's mouth, but after wiping it off, new blood gushed out.

Chen Xiaofeng, who has always buried his deep love in his heart and can be very happy when he looks at Gu Fengling every day, finally mustered up the courage to say before he died

"Ling'er, you must be careful of Wu Xin..."

This time it's Ling'er, not the little sister, it's the first time it's called like this, and it's the last time.

Before the words were finished, Chen Xiaofeng finally closed his eyes slowly, and he closed his eyes with a smile.

Died in the arms of his most beloved woman, what is there not to be satisfied with?

When he was born, Wangqing smiled like a peach blossom, why not do it!

When he died, he returned to Qing's arms and slept forever, why not be happy!

I am Sauvignon Blanc, like a cloud, high and unacceptable.

I used to laugh in my dreams, talk about mulberry and hemp, and a pillow of yellow sorghum.

In the end, the green shirt is timid, and the most youthful is lovesick.

Gu Fengling hugged Chen Xiaofeng and cried silently, in just a few days, the brutal and willful little princess had been worn off all her edges, and all that was left was the walking dead. Almost all of the original high-spirited new generation of Tianquan Sect are buried here, and only one of them is left.

Even if he is as arrogant as the ancient wind spirit, he will eventually be unable to bear the death of one senior brother after another in front of his eyes. The body was already weak and the nerves were tense, Gu Fengling finally passed out with the body of his junior brother Chen Xiaofeng in his arms.

Chen Yi sat at the head of a ruined wall, swinging his feet slightly like a bored child, looking at the sunset in the distance, which was a rare peace.

The sunset is not over, and the young man's heart is already a moon star, and the child's yearning is always beautiful.

Tian Heng squatted in the corner of the wall, picking up a dead branch and poking the small beard worms in the crack of the wall. But his mind was on the woman who passed out with the corpse in his arms in the house.

What should I do if I am saved? If I don't save it? There is absolutely no chance of life. To save or not to save, a dilemma.

Looking up at the young man with his feet slightly waving on the wall and the wind blowing in the sunset, Tian Heng still threw down the dead branches in his hand and walked towards the house.

The golden-robed young man sitting on the wall shone brightly in the sunset, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, like the moon in the sky.

Jianghu people, should do something, do something. You can also draw a knife and look around, blood flows like a river, or you can be chivalrous and famous.

When Gu Fengling opened his eyes again, it was already a bright moon, and his body was covered with clothes that smelled of sweat. Next to the fire, Chen Yi lay leisurely on the sword box, his hands on his head, I don't know if he was counting the stars, or who was he missing?

Tian Heng slightly turned the red charcoal head to roast the oily chicken, the fragrance is intriguing.

Gu Fengling, who lived up to his brutal aura, was not afraid, and asked leisurely

"Why save me?"

Tian Heng didn't look at him, roasted the chicken seriously, sprinkled it with some salt, and replied by the way

"I didn't know each other at the beginning, and I can't let you be spoiled by these animals when I meet them. ”

Gu Fengling held his knees with both hands, buried his head in his knees, and his eyes were red

"It turns out that I am nothing when I leave the sect, and my brothers and sisters all died because of me. What face do I have to go back to the sect. ”

Tian Heng paused for a moment, and said with a little comfort

"I don't know about others, at least you are carrying the life of your junior brother Chen Xiaofeng, so don't die easily. ”

Tian Heng added slowly

"Chen Xiaofeng is a man who dares to love and hate, and he is a man from the rivers and lakes. ”

Chen Yi, who seemed to have nothing to do with himself, interjected coldly

"If you're a Titan, I'm afraid your senior brother won't die!

Gu Fengling's stagnant eyes reawakened a trace of vitality, and he looked at Chen Yidao expectantly

"Just what?"

"Just too villain?"

Gu Fengling looked suspicious

"Why did Childe say this?"

Chen Yi grabbed the head of the chicken thrown by Tian Heng and bit off the cockscomb

"There are some things that I still don't know as well. ”

Looking at Chen Yi, who was sitting on the sword box and gnawing on the head of the chicken seriously, Gu Fengling didn't want to ask much, but at least he knew that his senior brother might still be alive, and he had more hope in his heart to live.

But why do Senior Brother Chen and Chen Yi have a bit of the meaning of letting themselves be careful Senior Brother?

Taking the chicken leg handed over by Tian Heng, Gu Fengling reluctantly squeezed out a smile to express his gratitude. At this moment, the brutal little steamed bun still succumbed to reality.

However, the salt-grilled chicken, which I usually don't bother to look at, tastes particularly fragrant tonight.

The most dissatisfied was Chen Yi, squeezing his eyebrows at Tian Heng, and motioned to Tian Heng to give him another chicken leg, but Tian Heng tore off the chicken neck and threw it over.

Chen Yi, who originally wanted to slap the past, saw Tian Heng glaring at Gu Fengling, but Chen Yi had to withdraw his hand and pretend to claw his head.

After all, in front of outsiders, my brother's face still has to be saved.