Li Qingshan was surrounded, and more than a dozen big men surrounded their mother and son in the field, with hideous faces.

The surrounding trees are lush, and the mountains and the water veins below the mountain reflect each other, and from a distance, it looks like two giant dragons, one white and one black, meet.

What a blessed place for children and grandchildren!

This made Yu Xiaobai, who was not far away, want to be in Feifei, don't ask who Feifei is. It's just that Yu Xiaobai has only seen this scene in some *****......

Late at night, alleys, beauties, and hot!

And the indescribable ...... Tokyo

Those good memories are his irrevocable past.

"Big Brother ......"

"Now you know how to call my brother?"

"Didn't I call it before?"

"Heh......"

Bai Pao and Li Qingshan were opposite, and both of them knew that this was probably the last time they would meet, so they were not as urgent as before, but much more relaxed than usual.

At the end of life......

Li Qingshan was the first to speak: "Cheats, if you want it, you can take it, I don't expect you to spare my Li Qingshan's life, it's just my mother ......"

He wanted his wife to run first.

Since ancient times, respecting the old and loving the young has been a beautiful tradition in China.

"Okay!"

Before Li Qingshan could finish speaking, the white robe had already agreed to his request.

promised so simply that Li Qingshan was a little flustered......

But as the weaker side, what can he do with his eldest brother?

You can't beat it, and you can't win it when you run.

In the eyes of the white robe, it is impossible for Li Qingshan to play any tricks now, so he is also very relieved, but what should he do after this incident?

But now is not the time to think about that.

Now, he can play with him with confidence......

"Poof!"

It's the sound of a sword going into flesh......

The short sword in the white robe's hand had already been inserted into the abdomen of the brother in front of him, and Li Qingshan's blood and the rest of his body fluids flowed out along the blade.

The piercing came so suddenly, so suddenly that the assassin had not even reacted, and the pain reached his mind one step ahead of the unbelievable delusion.

"Tick, tick, tick......"

The blood dripped onto the dirt, and the viscous blood was instantly encased in dust, leaving no gaps.

At this time, the white robe put his mouth next to Li Qingshan's ear and said, "It's all this time, do you think I might let you go?" You're naïve, aren't you? ”

"You two ......"

"I'm not going to let go of any of them!"

The white robe said word by word, although the words were not clear because of excitement, but the happiness and sadness in it were penetrating.

Listening to his eldest brother's words, Li Qingshan suddenly reached out and grabbed the blade of the sword in his abdomen, his eyes wide!

He wanted to rebel......

But in vain.

It's just that until he died, Li Qingshan didn't make any more movements other than holding the blade of the sword, and his slightly open mouth was just empty hatred.

……

"Son!"

Miss Wang finally reacted.

Her son died......

It has nothing to do with the relationship in the past, it is a feeling of being cut off from the blood.

For human beings, the meaning of life actually lies in existence, that is, the existence of oneself and oneself and the continuation of one's own life and life.

It's not easy to understand......

To give a few examples, the Tao Te Ching is the continuation of Lao Tzu's life, and my own existence is my own existence.

But here, we can understand Li Qingshan as a continuation of Miss Wang's life.

And now, Li Qingshan is gone......

For a feudal woman, her life has no meaning!

And just when she was completely in despair, Yu Xiaobai appeared......

He jumped out of the room!

At the moment when Li Qingshan fell to the ground, he walked out slowly with a flying knife in his hand, which can be said to be quite hateful.

……

West wind, slanting sun, green trees.

The sky was also clear, but the afterglow in the distance was like the blood color of the ground, as if echoing and blending with each other.

It is also like telling about the unscrupulous fate of an outsider......

"Everyone, this Li Qingshan, but my best friend!"

Yu Xiaobai stood in the distance, looking at the tragic situation in front of him with a sad face, as if the short sword was not inserted into Li Qingshan's body, but into his Yu Xiaobai's body.

But he didn't dare to get too close, after all, he was still self-aware! How can you keep up with solo melee as an ADC? Isn't it fragrant to hide behind the terrain and output him like crazy?

"Yo, isn't this our peerless master?"

The white robe found Li Qingshan.

He knew that he was going to die, because he couldn't resist Yu Xiaobai's elusive secret weapon, but he still wanted to fight again.

Moreover, didn't this peerless master say that he was going to leave ten or twenty? How did it come back into their sight so quickly, and by such a coincidence?

There must be a ghost in this......

In the past, I was in the game, and I always gave priority to thinking about things from my own perspective, so everything was like a veil that couldn't be seen through, but now the white robe looked back and finally found that something was wrong.

It turns out that he is just a pawn in the hands of this peerless master!

Although its purpose is not known......

Or, this guy is just a deceitful and not a peerless master at all.

But he didn't dare to bet......

"Senpai!"

"What do you want to say?"

"What did the seniors ask for?"

"Is it so straightforward?"

Yu Xiaobai was quite playful, and he carefully thought about his own flaws.

But then he gave up......

When he is in a weak position, it is indeed a good habit to be cautious, but now he is in a strong position! The change in status has given Yu Xiaobai enough self-confidence.

It's the same as chasing girls, can it be the same before you get it and after you get it?

He's different!

So, "Did I let you speak?" ”

The established plan can't be changed, so make it as few variables as possible.

Throwing knives fly out ......

The white robe tossed and turned between the trees, but the slow flying knife was ghostly.

Although the plan can't catch up with the changes, Yu Xiaobai knows that he can't adapt everywhere, after all, his brain capacity is only so big! Improvisation is a skill that everyone can't know, so you have to keep it as constant as possible.

Just like an agent, the best infiltration is to kill everyone who sees you......

And the best plan is to get rid of all the variables that might affect the plan.

So, the white robe covered his chest......

"For ...... Why? ”

"Because you walked with your left foot first!"

What the hell is this reason?

Suddenly, Bai Pao felt a little unwilling......

Is this why he is going to die?

But the physical changes will not be transferred by human will, and his blood is constantly draining with the depth of the flying knife thrown by Yu Xiaobai, and his body gradually becomes colder.

dilated pupils......

Mouth open......

Eventually, the white robe's brain stopped functioning due to lack of oxygen.

Seeing the death of the white robe, Yu Xiaobai felt a little sorry for the clothes on the white robe, but it was indeed very beautiful to tread on the snow and look for plums.

White, blood......

"It's beautiful!"

Everyone was stopping Yu Xiaobai, but they were also afraid, they were afraid that the flying knife in Yu Xiaobai's hand would fly towards them.

At this time, Yu Xiaobai found that there was another white line on his chest......

Yu Xiaobai can feel the meaning of that white line. Or when these white lines reach a certain number, he, as the owner, can naturally obtain relevant information.

The first white line, the Time Traveler.

The second white line, the peerless master.

The third white line, the Hidden Weapon Demon.

I have to say that the level of these ancient people taking nicknames is really not very good......

And why these white lines appeared, Yu Xiaobai has also learned a rough idea, and all people who go into hell will have these! The identity and reality that are remembered will turn into white lines, so that they will not sink into the deep sea that has been forgotten.