The remnants of the sun were like blood, the wind was rising, and the yellow sand in the sky had been dyed red with blood at this time, and the strong smell of blood in the air made people's stomachs cramp, and the entire intestines began to contract, making people can't help but vomit.

Mo Wushuang's stomach couldn't vomit anything anymore, his green clothes were soaked in blood and turned a bewitching red at the moment, it was not his blood, it was a shadow-chasing one, it was the group of killers with white chrysanthemum patterns printed on their sleeves.

Chaser knelt on the ground, the sword in his hand had fallen, his body was wounded in many places, the blood soaked his black coat fell on the yellow sand below, and every drop of blood that fell on the yellow sand was like a blooming flower.

More than half of the thirty killers on the other side had been damaged at this time, but even so, Mo Wushuang and the three of them had no chance of surviving, unless there was a miracle.

"You can't fight anymore." The killer at the head spoke.

Shadow looked up at him laboriously and said, "Don't ...... No harm...... Harm the owner. ”

"But you can't protect him, it's good." The killer at the head began to walk towards Mo Wushuang, and with a few "whoosh" strokes, the poisonous needle in the white jade piccolo flew out.

"Dangdang" The poisonous needles were all caught by his right hand, and then Mo Wushuang realized that this person's right hand was an iron hook glowing with cold light.

"You're poisonous." He glanced at his right hand.

"But it still won't kill you." Mo Wushuang said, "In that case, where is Your Excellency sacred?" ”

As if no one had asked his name for a long time, he sighed deeply and said, "Me? It's just a sinner, a sinner of the Nangong family. ”

Mo Wushuang suddenly thought of something, and said coldly: "It turned out to be Nangong Xuan?" The first general of the Southern Dynasty! It is rumored that he is invincible and invincible, and he has never suffered a defeat. ”

"How can I now be reduced to the eagle claw of a woman who has become the Empress Dowager Liu." Mo Wushuang sneered.

If the mountains and rivers are not there, where to return home. He is no longer the mighty general Nangong Xuan, the sunset, the twilight of the hero, in this changing world, where can he go?

His thin figure looks very lonely, such a heroic figure who became famous in his early years, after the vicissitudes of life, his state of mind can be known by a few people.

"Good, good." Nangong Xuan said, "Young man, you are very smart and vicious enough, if you had been born decades earlier, maybe we could have become friends." It's a pity that she wants your life, alas, ......" Nangong Xuan's tone of voice seemed to be a kind elder, speaking very slowly and softly, but the hoarse and low voice always gave people infinite sadness.

"Senior, my life can be given to you, you let him go, he is Li Xuan, the third prince of the Jin Kingdom, and if he dies, it will not be good for your master." Mo Wushuang pointed to Li Xuandao, who was injured and fainted and fell to the side.

Nangong Xuan nodded and said, "Good, good, I didn't intend to take their lives." ”

Hearing this, Mo Wushuang slowly closed his eyes, a smile appeared on his face, his poison, the sword of chasing shadows, this should be the most powerful killing weapon in the world, but it couldn't save his life at this moment. Because he was too confident, and this blind self-confidence would kill him now.

Nangong Xuan's iron hook didn't cut his throat as scheduled, Mo Wushuang opened his eyes, and the shadow blocked in front of him, his hand grabbed the iron hook with cold light, the iron hook pierced his palm, and blood fell.

Nangong Xuan looked at the person in front of him with some surprise, most of the dozen or so killers who were damaged were killed by him or severely injured by him. The sword goes light, and the sword goes heavy. But this person's swordsmanship is different, his sword is very heavy, about thirty pounds, the moves are too simple, every blow is to take people's lives, there is no sense of offense and defense, this kind of killing a thousand self-destructing three hundred is undoubtedly drinking to quench thirst and seek death, but the strange thing is that this person has not fallen yet.

"Your poison is really powerful." Nangong Xuan glanced at Mo Wushuang and said, "If I'm not too old, you're giving him a Heart-devouring Gu." ”

Mo Wushuang didn't answer as a tacit acquiescence, Nangong Xuan smiled sadly and said: "The Heart Devourer Gu, cutting off the love thread, cutting off the past, and losing his mind, is really a sharp and good weapon for killing." ”

Nangong Xuan withdrew the iron hook in his right hand, kicked at the chest of the shadow, the shadow flew backwards, and fell heavily to the ground, Nangong Xuan glanced at the shadow who was no longer human, and said: "Good, good, you are no longer a person, and I only kill people." ”

Mo Wushuang thanked him, "Then thank you seniors." ”

A weapon has been used for a long time, and it still feels convenient and inseparable, let alone a person. "Now that I'm dead, this Heart Devouring Gu will have no one to drive you, and you can live, truly live." Mo Wushuang drove the Heart Devouring Gu for the last time in his heart. Immediately after, a thick tiredness hit, and he felt an unprecedented tiredness, so tired, really tired.

In the past ten years of life, he has been sleeping at night, not daring to relax for a moment, when he was a child, he fled with his master, fled from here to there, he has no friends, no partners, only a master. Later, he had his first partner, Yang Wuji, and the escape of the two became three people, and this game of life and death finally had a little brightness, but the peaceful life of those two or three years was too short, and he didn't have time to let go of the fear and resentment in his heart for many years, and the master was killed. He got lost with Yang Wuji, wandering around, alone, a real hell for himself.

He doesn't want to kill people, but there are always people who want to kill him, he doesn't want to live in hell, but there are always people who want to push him to hell. He wanted to save people, but in the end, his hands were already full of sin.

Now that there was no way to escape, he had to take off all his precautions and go to death happily, perhaps deep down in his heart he had been longing for death to come.

Nangong Xuan walked towards him step by step, and the breath of death approached him step by step.

"No......" A heart-rending roar suddenly came from heaven and earth, as if a demon had returned from hell.

Chaser stood up again, his eyes were chaotic, and his whole person seemed to have lost his mind. The ink-like heavy sword on the ground returned to his hand, and at this moment this sword seemed to merge with him, he was the sword, and the sword was him.

He who had lost too much blood should have been seriously injured at the moment, but there was wind under his feet, and he came behind Nangong Xuan at a very fast speed, and stabbed him with a sword, his figure was very fast, the sword in his hand was very fast, and before Nangong Xuan had time to react from the roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth, the sword had already passed through his stomach.

He watched in shock at the man who had returned from hell, and a dozen other guards watched in horror.

What kind of speed was that, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a ghost, and that such a seriously injured man could injure their leader at such a rapid speed.

Everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to step forward, as if it was not a person standing in front of them, but a devil, a real devil.

Nangong Xuan woke up from the shock, he looked at the shadow of the sword pointing at the ground, for some reason he felt a kind of fear, he pulled out a scarlet iron whip from his waist.

"Heartless Whip", this is the weapon that seriously injured Yang Wuji's right hand at that time.

"It's disgusting." Nangong Xuan's voice was full of anger.

The scarlet whip was like a snake hyacinth, and it wrapped around the Shadow Chaser's sword, but at this moment, the Shadow Chaser's sword was even more agile than the whip, and his moves were completely different from before.

Nangong Xuan felt that the person in front of him was another person, a person with rich combat experience and no less kung fu than him, every time he attacked was skillfully resolved by the other party, he seemed to be exposed everywhere, but every flaw seemed to be a trap, this kind of play, he thought of a person, an opponent who was equal to the strength, Liang You.

Nangong Xuan retreated, his face suddenly had a trace of imperceptible joy, he looked at them indifferently and said, "Life should not be extinguished, let's withdraw." ”

The other dozen or so guards looked at each other, and although they were suspicious, they could not speak, and left with their wounded companions.

After they left, Chaying's tall body collapsed with a bang, and Mo Wushuang came to his side with his body.

"Live, you must give me life, you are not allowed to die without my orders......" he shouted almost with a roar, and with trembling hands he probed the breath of the shadow.

Without breath, Mo Wushuang's hand hung down, and the whole person knelt in front of Chaying, he felt that his heart hurt a little, and his thoughts suddenly returned to the morning before departure.

"Why do you always have trouble with Li Xuan?" Mo Wushuang packed his luggage and turned his back to Chayingdao.

Zhuying didn't reply, and the pestle didn't move at the door, just looking at Mo Wushuang a little distracted.

Seeing that he didn't reply, Mo Wushuang turned his head and waved at him, and said in a coaxing tone, "Come here." ”

Zhuying walked over, Mo Wushuang took out a small packet of candy and handed it to him, "This is specially bought for you, only you have it." ”

Hearing this, a happy smile appeared on Zhuying's face, and Mo Wushuang continued: "This time when you go to the Jin Kingdom, there are many places where you need Li Xuan's help, you can't just do it with him at every turn, his martial arts are not as good as you, and you don't know the severity." ”

Chasing the shadow and eating the candy, one after another, his face was full of joy, completely ignoring Mo Wushuang's words.

Seeing this, Mo Wushuang snatched the two sugars over, and said coldly, "Did you hear what I said clearly?" ”

Chaying looked at Mo Wushuang pitifully and shouted, "Master......"

Mo Wushuang said angrily: "You listen to me, you are not allowed to fight with Li Xuan, let alone put some strange things in his wine." ”

Chaser nodded and said, "Oh." I know, but ...... But the master ...... He ......"

Mo Wushuang was quite displeased: "What's wrong with him?" ”

Shadow scratched his head and thought for a while, "He...... He's the bad guy...... He...... He bullied ...... The woman...... She bullied women ......"

Mo Wushuang snorted and laughed, he finally understood the reason why Zhuying and Li Xuan did not deal with each other, even if Zhuying lost his mind, it was also a loyal and righteous general Hou Ye, and Li Xuan was a veteran of flowers, and he couldn't change the problem of stealing jade and stealing incense wherever he went, and it was reasonable for these two people to be discordant, and nine times out of ten they broke the good things of others.

Mo Wushuang smiled: "Haha...... Don't worry, I'm not a woman, he doesn't dare to mess around......"

The silly appearance when he ate candy seemed to be right in front of him, but in a blink of an eye, this person fell to the ground, and his breath was gone.

"No...... No...... ...... who won't die" Mo Wushuang came back to his senses and began to apply needles to Chaying, after he was busy for a long time, Chaying finally breathed, although his breath was very weak, but he was still alive, as long as he was alive, it was enough.