0032 Criminal Truth Three Self-Reflection, Knowing Right and Wrong
Before he could say what he was thinking, Xing Zhen suddenly opened his eyes and muttered to himself, "No, how can a meteor be blue?"
Xing Zhen muttered to himself: "Could it be that the gods are fighting." Looking at the direction should be near the back mountain. β
The young man suddenly glared at his eyes: "It's not good, my thatched hut." I heard that the gods fought and the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, what should I do if my hut was broken?"
didn't have to think about it, Xing Zhen ran wildly, his body bent slightly and his arms flickered, like a wild cat landing silently, and the willows flew behind him.
Behind Xing Zhen, a man in white and a man in black looked at each other and smiled bitterly, and then followed closely.
Xing Zhen's speed at this time is completely different from the past, and with the breathing and breathing that he has been exercising all day long, he does not see the exhaustion of panting at all.
Not only that, but the young man's mind was tense, but his breathing became more and more stable. Stretch long with the pace of running, maintaining a consistent frequency.
The young man didn't know, and the black and white figures behind him couldn't be noticed. Even the elders of the four major academies who sat in the government were also unaware.
When the young man Xingzhen was approaching the back mountain, a green dragon with aura slowly appeared around his body, which was exactly the same as the green dragon qi that disappeared in Qingyang Town.
Throughout Qingyang Town, only the lightning strike wood can detect the existence of this green dragon. At this time, a woman in the lightning strike wood also sighed: "Hey, for the sake of watering me, help you cover up the heavens." The little guy is too reckless, so stunned and rushed over, and he will be found before he gets close, who will water me if you die?"
The figure shuttling in the night is close to the position where the blue light blooms, which is the tall bluestone that Shu Xiaoyu sat on when he intercepted the sentence, and it is also the burial place of Granny Wei.
Mu Ne's young man Xingzhen did not rush forward, and carefully hid behind the bluestone. With the help of the light of the azure flying sword, I saw a burly man and a woman in colorful clothes, attacking and killing a young man in white.
Xing Zhen suddenly remembered what Ji Leng said, it was the young man in white who cleared him today. It's too beautiful to say, and she wears a short sword at her waist.
It's just that the young man in white at this time has a short sword in his hand.
The burly man and the woman in colorful clothes stood on either side, and the young man in white was sandwiched in the middle. The white clothes were stained with blood, his abdomen was red, the young man's face was pale, his legs trembled, and it was a problem to keep standing.
The young man in white was extremely stubborn, and after swallowing a mouthful of hot water surging up his throat, he asked, "The old lady of the mansion today, it was the two of you who killed you." I have seen through the pre-blame for others, so you came to me to seek revenge?"
The burly man Liu Xian sneered and was silent.
Shu Xiaoyu, a woman in colorful clothes, grinded her teeth secretly: "Your parents haven't taught you, don't be nosy when you go out?"
The young man in white did regret a little, and secretly scolded himself for not being a weapon: "The elders didn't teach not to meddle in things, but they only taught them to take action when they see injustices." I have no choice but to have my own strength, but I don't harm others but hurt myself. β
But not to be outdone: "Two adults beat a minor, and you are at a loss for what you did." β
Liu Xian snorted coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, the four major academies only protect the mundane and not the spiritual cultivation." Since the feud has already been killed. And he is also a sword cultivator, he must be eliminated and killed. β
The azure light suddenly bloomed, and the flying sword hovering in the air buzzed, and the next moment it surged out, and the streamer shot towards the faΓ§ade of the white-clothed young man.
Shu Xiaoyu Immortal slowly emerged a big black bird, if it weren't for the light of the blue flying sword, there would be no way to notice it in the night.
The big bird spread its wings and flew up behind the young man in white, striking the final blow one after the other, determined to kill the young man in white.
In the night sky, four old men hid in the void, keeping a close eye on the place. The four of them have a heart-lake conversation, and no one else can find out.
The black-haired old man: "The boy is from that place, he can't die, otherwise our four colleges can't afford it." β
The old man next to him: "Hehe, it's very lively right now, and the black and white in the back don't seem to be simple." The strength is comparable to that of the four old guys, I don't know which side to help?"
The white-haired old woman: "I don't think the young man in white will die here so easily, wait and see what happens." β
Old Man with Negative Sword: "I also agree to wait and see, after all, we don't have a good reason to make a move." It's normal for monks to fight each other. β
One battlefield tugs at the heartstrings of many parties. Behind Xingzhen, the man in a black shirt, who was not tall and sturdy, was the master of the blacksmith shop.
The fists are clenched, the wind around the body flows slowly, and the footsteps are about to swing the fist.
Mr. Su, the man in white, shook his head slowly, signaling to wait and see what happened.
The strong people hidden in the shadows stopped one by one and did not move. Xing Zhen quickly asked and answered himself in the bottom of his heart.
"For whom?"
"For himself and for the boy in white,"
"Why?"
"For his own injustice, for the righteousness of the young man in white. β
"Right and wrong. β
"Fuck you, do you still need to ask? β
Pull out the short black knife hidden inside the trouser leg, with a real word engraved on it.
With a sonorous short knife out of the body, the young man's body was like an arrow feather on a string. Suddenly appears in the night.
At the same time, the young man in white did not sit still. The palm of the hand was spread out, and the black seal flew up suddenly, and instantly enlarged when it entered the high air, like a towering hill, rumbling and smashing into the big bird behind him.
Smoke and dust billowed behind the white-clothed young man, and the big black bird disappeared after a wail. Shu Xiaoyu's heart was traumatized, and he took more than ten steps back.
The short sword in the white-clothed young man's hand shot out with his thoughts, heading straight for the azure streamer in front of him. The short sword was not as powerful as the blue flying sword, and it was bounced away as soon as it made contact, and the blue flying sword continued to rush forward, but its strength weakened.
At this moment, there was another crisp sound, and the blue flying sword deflected and shot into the air. Under the darkness of the night, the arms of the young man Xingzhen trembled, still holding the black short knife.
It was Xing Zhen who split the flying sword with one sword, and the power of the divine cultivation flying sword was too strong. After Xingzhen split the flying sword, his body fell straight to the ground. The internal organs vibrated incessantly, and his face was flushed as if there was a strong fishy smell in his mouth.
Xing Zhen didn't dare to slack off, and the moment he fell to the ground, his legs bent and suddenly exerted force, and he jumped up from a new one. Grabbed the young man in white and ran wildly.
The thirteen-year-old boy's arm was calm and powerful, and the white-clothed boy who was seriously injured was not slow. It is attributed to the continuous lifting and falling of the hammer on weekdays, and the steady foot strength is due to the accumulation of years of trekking through mountains and rivers.
Mu Nexing really didn't know where to be safe, so he could only pin his hopes on the small hut. The lightning strikes the wood so weird that others dare not chase it. If it is really to chase and kill the past, the punishment can only be resigned to fate.
The black seal and short sword flew back to the white-clothed boy on their own. As the two teenagers disappeared in the night.
After Shu Xiaoyu stood firm, his face was solemn: "Where he came from, we are in a big trouble." β
Liu Xianmeng gritted his teeth: "Chase, if you kill the young man in white, we can live, if you don't kill the young man in white, go back there and complain, we can't eat and walk around." β
Shu Xiaoyu is a smart person, and instantly understood what he meant: "Okay." β
The two of them were just about to leave, and Shu Xiaoyu's front body seemed to be hit by a fierce punch. The colorful dress flew out more than thirty feet horizontally, with a click and a broken bone, and blood overflowed from the corners of the mouth.
Liu Xian was overwhelmed by the thunder, and the azure flying sword was directly slapped to the ground by the thunder. The surface of the flying sword cracked inch by inch, like porcelain shattering, and it would explode in the next moment.
The man roared like a beast in the midst of the thunder.
Mr. Su and Master Shang, the black and white figures, just like the black and white impermanence of the underworld, can take the lives of Shu Xiaoyu and Liu Xian at any time.
At this time, the two were stopped by the four old men, and they communicated with each other.
The old man with the sword: "Stop it for the time being, the big fight will disturb the peaceful life of Qingyang Town." What's more, Shu Xiaoyu and Liu Xian are not guilty to death. β
Mr. Su clenched his fists: "Since the elders of the four major academies have come forward, we will give a step, and we will stop here today." β
The blacksmith merchant shook his fists, and his face was lacking in interest: "It's not a happy day." β
The white-haired old woman smiled bitterly: "You have to kill people to be happy?"
Master Shang felt helpless: "Okay, okay, give face to the four major academies today." β
After a brief discussion, the strong ones who were hidden in the dark left separately. Shu Xiaoyu did not suffer another heavy blow, and the thunder then quietly dissipated.
The end of the First World War, the two strong men who were determined to win were indeed embarrassed. Crawling on the ground and looking around, he didn't find who shot it.
Not only did they have a chill down their spines and crawl away from this place. I made up my mind that I would never approach the back mountain again, and the lightning struck the wood too weird.
It's not that the two of them didn't think in their hearts that it was the elders of the four major academies who made a move, if so, it would be better, and the matter would end here. With the style of the four colleges, they will not settle accounts after the fall.
It doesn't matter if you don't kill them today, you really don't want to kill them. The only thing I am worried about is that lightning strikes wood.
The two of them have heard more than once that the lightning strike wood will settle accounts after the autumn, whether it is a divine cultivator or a martial artist, they will not escape the weirdness.
The two were even more worried that the young man in white would return to the school, and they would be safe and sound if they kept their mouths shut. If you really tell the teacher about today's events, it will be another bitter fruit to blame.
The young man in white had already fainted, and he was caught under the armpit by Xing Zhen and desperately escaped. The thunder was deafening, and he really noticed it, and glanced back with emotion.
"It's much more terrifying than when I encounter a wild beast in the mountains, and the smoke rises above my head. If a person is photographed under the thunder, he must not be chopped into charcoal. β
The young man was a little expectant again: "Look at this position is the place where the battle just now, it is best to chop the man who controls the flying sword into charcoal." that you may collude with wicked women to frame me. β
Mu Ne's punishment really thought about it for a while, and the person had already traveled far away in the night. He didn't dare to stay for a moment, the thunder was too terrifying. What's more, there is a guy with an unknown life and death under his armpit, at least for now, it seems that he is benevolent to himself, and he can't just die.
ran to the thatched hut in the back mountain in one breath, and didn't see the flying sword man and the woman in colorful clothes chasing and killing, Xing Zhen was temporarily relieved.
The small thatched hut in the back mountain has been deserted for more than ten days, and today it is rare to welcome two teenagers at a time.
After stabilizing the boy in white, three wounds were found. Blood is running in the back, abdomen, and calves.
The punishment really does not dare to slack off, and the abdomen is the most dangerous to easily injure the internal organs. Immediately find the scissors and begin to cut the garment, carefully tearing off the pieces of the garment that were mixed with blood and stuck to the skin.
After a clear moment, Xing Zhen was dumbfounded, covered his eyes and thought: "Don't look at indecent things, don't listen to indecent people." β
Then I thought about it, it was wrong, this is a man who is not indecent. However, this skin, except for the wound, is more tender than the boy's face.
Regardless of the face and dress, just looking at the skin, no one doubts that it is a woman. is also thirteen or fourteen years old, and the punishment is really ashamed.
Mu Nezhen even had some doubts that this young man in white should not be a woman disguised as a man.
The difference between teenagers and girls in Xingzhen is nothing more than Su Qingyi who plays together. Su Qingyi's dust fluttered like a tomboy.
Xing Zhen's impression of the girl was also blurred. I looked at the face that was too beautiful to speak, and I couldn't see anything other than the miserable whiteness.