The drums suddenly staggered, sounding densely, one after another exciting.

Then there was a picture of bleeding in the heart of the late autumn Yang, all around was blood, a group of insects suddenly flew over, came to drink the blood, the bleeding person seemed to be himself, he watched those insects drink their own blood, bite their own flesh, standing there helpless, desperate.

The sound seemed to make people fall into hell, and all around them were yin winds and lonely ghosts.

One by one, these hands are pouring towards themselves.

Terrifying!

"Ahh The thrush finally couldn't resist it, her whole heart was tense now, and at this moment, the string was finally broken, her fear exploded in an instant, and she couldn't stand this mental devastation at all.

The thrush is like a frightened bird, and the late autumn sun is certainly not much better, and his intuition is full of gloom and weirdness.

"You have to go, run backwards, don't look back!" At the end of autumn, Yang said word by word.

The thrush covered his ears, shook his head, and shouted: "I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving!" ”

"What a pair of infatuated mandarin ducks, today I will fulfill you by crying blood, let you be a pair of fatal mandarin ducks! Now that you're here, how can it be so easy to go? Ha ha. ”

After hearing this, Qiu Moyang no longer hesitated, but grabbed the thrush's little hand with that injured hand.

Thrush was suddenly stunned, and she only felt that this hand was wide and warm. Thrush looked up at the late autumn sun, her face blushing, and at this moment she forgot the inexplicable fear of death again.

At the end of autumn, Yang smiled at the thrush, although his face was arrogant, but full of confidence, and that smile was like winter water suddenly meeting the spring sun, and the whole thing melted.

The thrush's hand unconsciously held the hand of the late autumn sun tightly.

At the end of autumn, the sun pulled the thrush and walked forward step by step.

With each step he took, a deep footprint fell into the floor, and he kept smiling as he walked forward.

Qiu Moyang glanced at the thrush, and he said with a smile: "Are you still afraid?" ”

The thrush's eyes were full of affection, and she smiled and said, "I'm not afraid." ”

"Good for you, late autumn sun!" The sound of blood crying is full of resentment, resentment!

The fear in Thrush's heart was gone, the shadow was gone, and she suddenly felt that the voice was not so terrible.

She couldn't help but smile and said, "It turns out that this is scaring myself, I don't think about it and I can't feel anything." ”

Qiu Suyang nodded and said, "Yes, this is just like some people are afraid of ghosts, in fact, there are no ghosts in his heart, so he is not afraid." People are scaring themselves! ”

In fact, how did the thrush know that the late autumn sun was resisting this magic sound with internal force, and the internal strength of the magic sound could not penetrate her ears at all, so the sound was no longer a deterrent.

At the end of autumn, the sun went all the way, in the night, in the wind, and half an hour passed.

At the end of autumn, Yang felt as if he had lived a lifetime, and he only felt that this road was the most difficult to walk in his life.

There are a few moonflowers blooming along the street.

The moon season is gorgeous, beautiful, and bright red!

The moon flower also endured the loneliness and cold of the night, and the wind blew mercilessly, and a petal was blown away and fell down.

The scenery makes people's hearts tremble, sad, lost, and dark.

At the end of autumn, Yang suddenly said: "Although the flowers in June are still blooming and gorgeous, they are still old in the end, there are butterflies and bees during the day, they guard the flowers, they will not be lonely, they will not be lonely, they will not be afraid, but now? They still couldn't resist the relentlessness of the wind and the coldness of the night. ”

After hearing this, the thrush trembled in her heart again, and she suddenly felt that she really didn't understand the late autumn sun at all, and he even knew how to appreciate and watch flowers. At this moment, he seemed to have become a melancholy poet again.

At the end of autumn, Yang continued: "This may also be the reason why Ruohua resents butterflies!" ”

Thrush only felt that her own fiery, her own spiciness, her own familiarity were all gone here, and she became a woman, a woman who listened to men.

The thrush couldn't help but sigh, "Who are the flowers blooming for?" Who is to blame? Who can say for sure? ”

Blood crying never dreamed that the two of them were still in the mood to talk about flowers, he suddenly felt a chill at this moment, and there was more sweat on his head, he couldn't help wiping it down, and said unnaturally: "What the hell weather." ”

At this time, he realized that the late autumn sun was far from being as easy to deal with as he imagined, and he also lost his grasp.

The night view outside the city is thicker and deeper than inside the city.

The stars in the sky are like an invisible game of black and white Go, and the moon is bright, round and suffocating, and heartbreaking. The surrounding area is not only lush with foliage, bright red and green, but also a few insects and birds.

But there is no end in sight, and there is no person in sight.

There wasn't even a single person around!

Who should lose and who should win this game? Who should take the first step in this move?

"The night view here is really good." The sound of the late autumn sun is full of lightness and narrowness.

In an instant, the drums were gone, and even the sound of blood and crying was gone.

The silence outside the city is terrible, and the silence is weird.

The thrush suddenly said, "Could it be that the blood is crying away?" ”

Qiu Moyang's left hand holding the thrush shook it gently, but he said: "He is a clown who loves to play with intrigues, and he can't make a big deal at all, when you see through it, of course he will run away." ”

In the woods, there was a sudden sound of rustling in the grass.

At the end of autumn, the sun and the thrush looked fixedly, only to see colorful caterpillar-like insects, crawling towards them in the thousands.

"Ahh The thrush was frightened, and the disgusting bugs had surrounded them layer by layer.

"What should I do? Let's run, shall we? The thrush's voice trembled a little.

At the end of autumn, Yang seemed much calmer, and he said, "Run? Where to run? How can we go before we die with blood weeping? ”

"But there is no half figure crying blood around, are we really going to feed the insects this time?" Thrush said bitterly.

A rabbit suddenly scurried by, crashing into the pile of bugs, and in an instant only fur remained, and even blood and bones were no longer visible.

"Ahh Thrush was horrified at the sight.

Autumn Moyang shook the thrush's hand and said: "Brother Blood Weeping is really well hidden, but it still shows flaws, if I guess correctly, you must be in the south." ”

The late autumn sun drank away, and there was no echo.

Qiu Moyang continued: "Haha, sure enough, I guessed it, I have heard the sound of your sweat falling to the ground, blood crying, today is your death!" Looks like you're afraid of death, huh? "The voice of the late autumn sun is full of confidence and undoubted!

"How do you know?" The blood cry finally echoed, and the voice trembled and did not believe it. There's also a hint of fear.

Before he could finish his words, a black light suddenly flickered, like a meteor across the earth, short, beautiful, and brilliant!

Shooting stars shine!

After the meteor is streaked, it can only be seen, but it cannot be caught, and the splendor of the meteor is incomparable to anything in the world, even the bright moon has lost its color!

Only blood!

After this blood-infused flower erupted, it was even more beautiful than a meteor, even more brilliant and brilliant!

Blood Flowers Eternal!

Because of the sword!

The sword in the hands of the late autumn sun!

His sword will shed blood, and it has become eternal!

The whole eye of the bloody cry bulged out, and his whole face was full of fear, the fear in his heart by default!

He seemed to see something and wanted to grasp it, but he was so helpless that he could only watch it pass by!

Of course, what he saw when he was dying was a sword!

Only one sword! Pitch black sword! Darker than the night, colder than the wind!

The insects suddenly smelled the smell of blood, scattered and flew in all directions, and one by one they rushed to lie on the bloody body and eat it.

At the end of autumn, Yang didn't go to see these, and he didn't dare to look at them, he was just afraid that he would even vomit out his intestines.

He walked out quickly, and said to the thrush who was stunned, "Hurry up, do you still want to see it?" ”

When the thrush heard this, he ran into the city.

After reading it at the end of autumn, he couldn't help but smile again.

Inside the city.

The moon season is still red!

The thrush muttered, "I just saw a meteor, a black meteor!" ”

At the end of autumn, Yang's face was expressionless, and his voice was flat, "That's not a meteor, it's a sword!" ”

The thrush said, "Is there such a beautiful and brilliant sword in the world?" ”

At the end of autumn, Yang said: "Yes! ”

Thrush said, "What kind of sword is that?" ”

"Flying Immortals!" The voice of the late autumn sun shows loneliness, loneliness, but it is full of a little helplessness!

His expression was not joyful after victory, but pale and lost.

"Huh? That is the peerless sword technique in Baiyun City? You've already learned to fly out of the sky? That's a legendary martial art! Doesn't it mean that one of the most basic requirements for acquiring the Flying Immortals outside the sky is to practice all the seventy-three swordsmanship techniques in Baiyun City to the fullest? Oh, my God! How did you do it! ”

Great achievement is a kind of martial arts has reached the realm of freewheeling, although it does not stipulate how many layers, but some people even practice swordsmanship to the fullest, practice to the full layer, can not reach Dacheng, this is how difficult it is in the game!

And the more superb and powerful the martial arts in the game, the higher the level of ascension. For example, ordinary fists and feet have reached the full level when they have practiced to the tenth floor, the top level. But like the legendary Nine Yin and Nine Yang, you have to practice to the ninety-ninth layer to reach it.

Even if you practice to the ninety-ninth level and can't do whatever you want, and control freely to perfection, you still can't reach the realm of Dacheng.

At the end of autumn, Yang did not speak, but walked forward step by step.

The thrush crossed his waist and said angrily: "You are so strange, you were smiling and joking just now, but now you have become cold again." ”

At the end of autumn, the sun still walked forward on its own.

Wolong will not disperse, the wind will not ask the snow to die, his road will not come to an end!

Although this is not a promise he made to others, it has long been deeply imprinted in his heart.

Thrush suddenly asked again: "I didn't ask about the topic just now, so how did you know that the location of Blood Cry is in the south?" Do you really hear the sweat that falls from him? ”

Late Autumn Yang shook his head.

"So what's going on? You can't really be cheating, are you? "Thrushes don't give up.

At the end of autumn, Yang suddenly stood up and said: "Because there is no sound of insects in the south, it is obvious that someone has been hiding there for a long time and scared the insects away." The game is so realistic that it is indistinguishable from reality, so there are bound to be bugs in the grass in the summer. ”

After hearing this, the thrush looked incredible. Still disbelieving, she asked, "Are you so sure?" ”

At the end of autumn, Yang said: "I'm also gambling, so I'm waiting." If he still doesn't speak, we will die! ”

The thrush suddenly realized at this point.