Every time the heads of the various factions receive countless battle reports, more and more money is invested in the battle, and the new sect with a thin foundation like the Huashan Sword Sect will not be able to support it for too long if it is not for the full support of the Kunlun faction.

Yiyun, as usual, walked lightly in front of Huayu, and Huayu's expression was always so light and soft. Huayu held the blade in his right hand, and flicked his left hand lightly in the sound of the sword, and the sound of the sword sounded, and Yiyun's heart was shocked. Huayu has a faint smile, people are smiling, faces are smiling, and eyes are also smiling.

Zixiao Mountain said today, the main hall square on the top of the mountain, there are only two people, Yiyun and flower language. The main hall is close to the cliff, there are no NPC disciples and non-NPC disciples nearby, there is nothing to do, they dare not approach and disturb Yi Yun at will, Yi Yun does not need protection, if someone can kill Yi Yun, what is the use of the protection of the sect disciples?

Yi Yun, in a trance, as if returning to the island of ice and fire many years ago, as if, still standing behind the tree, as if still staring at the beautiful woman singing by the lake with emotional waves......

But whose voice is whispering in your ear? Who's getting excited? Who's obsessed with intoxication......

The sound of the flower language, like a dream, always makes Yiyun feel that she has clearly heard it, but she can't find it. Whenever Yiyun approaches Huayu, Huayu will always play the sword and smile, and Yiyun will always be so lost. Today it is different, today it is said that the language of flowers, it has spoken.

"Who are you so drunk for?" The voice of the flower language is very light and soft. Yiyun's heart fluctuated, and she muttered, "I don't know, how can I be drunk for whom?" I've never been crazy intoxicated by anyone......" Huayu's five fingers lightly pressed on the sword body, rhythmically flicked, and the sound continued, impacting Yiyun's mind one after another......

"Is it your lover? But don't you know? Did you want to know? I can make you remember, let you get, the answer you want to get...... "Every word of Huayu is perfectly coordinated with the rhythm of the flick, Yiyun's mind, lost, but Huayu did not reveal the slightest murderous aura, not at all, otherwise Yiyun's fighting instinct to kill the realm will definitely suppress all emotions at the first time and occupy the absolute dominant position of consciousness.

"Can you? Are you sure you can? ”

"I'll let you, find that shadow in the depths of your consciousness, find that lover who makes you so intoxicated. Of course I can, but if you have love, how can you not have a lover? You can forget, but your consciousness can't forget your lover's eyewaves, you see, isn't this your lover's eyewaves? ”

Huayu's left hand was gently raised towards Yiyun, the movement was extremely slow, extremely soft, Huayu did not reveal the slightest murderous aura, absolutely not. Yi Yun's eyes were confused, her eyes turned to Huayu's left hand, and Yi Yun saw a black spot, no, it was not a black spot, it was clearly and beautiful, such as the sympathetic eye wave with affection, and the eye wave exuded intoxicating feelings......

Lover's eye waves? Yes, I've seen this eyewave, how can I not remember it? The black dots are as sympathetic as the beautiful eyes of people, and they are getting closer and closer to Yiyun, just like the affectionate embrace of the lover with affection and vein......

A red dot, the last to come, the speed is extremely fast, suddenly catch up with the black dot, straight towards Yi Yun's heart, the purple flame suddenly lit up, the high degree of condensation between the red dots suddenly dispersed, the red dots were nailed to Yi Yun's heart, but it was extremely shallow, losing the blessing of internal strength, the red dots could not be counted to hurt the depth of the heart, and the exposed part was only a small arrow tail.

The black dot did not enter Yiyun's chest, but the qi had also been dissolved by Zixiaoyan, but it was only a little, absolutely, not enough to be fatal. The flower language is still light, soft, always with a delicate beauty, the flower language is still laughing, people are smiling, the face is smiling, and the eyes are also smiling.

Flower language, absolutely did not reveal the slightest murderous aura, flower language did not say a word, as if at this moment Yiyun was hugging her beloved lover affectionately, so that Huayu could not bear to disturb them at all......

Huayu didn't dare to draw his sword at this time, drawing a sword, he would inevitably reveal a murderous aura, Huayu was very confident in his own strength, but not blind, a person who couldn't even kill Xiaojian and Xi'er was definitely not something that his own sword could kill. "Can I kill him?"

"Hehehehe...... You can't ......."

"Then why did you bring me over to deal with him?"

"Hehehehe...... Your left-handed sword, it must be ...... Soon. But, there must not be ...... He's fast. You can't kill him...... But you, the lover's arrow in the left hand, perhaps...... Yes, if ...... None of this can be ...... That's no longer possible......"

"Don't, reveal...... Murderous, otherwise, you only have a half-move, the chance is ......" Huayu remembers, this is Xi'er's last explanation, Huayu doesn't think he is despised at all, Xiaojian said, the rivers and lakes have a fast punch comparable to him, but there will be no faster sword than him, even if Huayu doesn't believe Xi'er, he will never doubt Xiaojian's judgment.

How can a person who can't be killed die? Only this man's own sword will not be inferior to himself, let him, kill himself!

The attack of the two arrows, Yi Yun was unconscious, if those two arrows could penetrate the Zi Xiaoyan of the natural body, there was no doubt that they could penetrate the two fatal points of Yi Yun's body.

Lover's Eye Wave ......

A few bright bolts of lightning streaked across the sky, followed by a few deafening thunderclaps that reached Yiyun's ears. In front of Yi Yun's eyes, a clear and beautiful face with a timid and weak demeanor was clearly printed, and the torrential rain was dripping down. Just now, Yi Yun and Ke Ming were injured by Xi'er's shot, but Ke Ming left, and his sword intent failed to activate.

"Why didn't you let me do it? Her sword will surely die. Yi Yun's voice was reproachful, but not angry, it sounded more like a complaint of dissatisfaction with her lover. Chu Chu is a weak beauty, her face is gently attached to the rhyme, warm.

"She, who has taken tears, if you kill her, your own meridians will not be able to withstand the impact, without your rivers and lakes, I will, even more lonely and lonely, how can you be willing to leave me alone in the wind and rain in the rivers and lakes......" Yi Yun who was lying on the muddy ground, hugged the beauty in his arms with one hand around his waist.

The rainstorm filled the world, the four lips were closely together, Yiyun, felt that she was drunk, although Yiyun had never been drunk, but still insisted that the feeling at this moment was drunk, not only the person was drunk, but the heart was also drunk.

I don't know how long it took, Yiyun didn't remember it at all, but I also paid attention to the passage of time, and the moment the lips parted, Yiyun had a deep sense of loss and attachment, full of reluctance. One of the beautiful women's hands was lightly pressed on the back of her head, her body was tightly attached to her body, and the other hand was held tightly by Yiyun.

The hand is very soft, Yiyun really likes to hold the beauty of the person, who would have imagined that the most terrible pair on the rivers and lakes, holding it, is so soft and intoxicating?

"I'm going to take the blood heart, if I eat it, it will be very painful, Yiyun, will you eat with me?" The voice was very soft, very soft, with timidity and weakness, "Yes!" I'm going to hold on. ”

"Yiyun, don't hate me, you hate me, I will be very sad, very sad, although I have hurt you, but I will compensate you for myself, isn't it enough to make up for it? You must not hate me, okay? ”

Timid and weak voice, with incomparably frightened ......

Yi Yun felt that her heart was painful......

The extremely gentle tone came from Yi Yun's mouth, "I won't, make amends, it's enough." The hand holding Xi'er's waist with one hand tightened a little, "But, don't approach me, I will, ruin you, one day, I will ruin you." They, after all, will come back and snatch the key, if I can't keep it, it will be terrible, you don't want it, if you practice murderous again, if you practice again, you will be dead. ”

Yi Yun gently held Xi'er's hand and stroked Xi'er's cold face that was wet by the rain, "Who are they?" And what is the key? Murderous, I will definitely continue to practice, I will not allow myself to go back. If so, why did you choose this path in the first place? ”

The beauty sobbed softly, and Yi Yun gently kissed away the tears in her eyes, "I hurt you, you are always, so stubborn...... They, very bad, terrible, used to bully us, and soon they will come back and bully us. The key, you'll know one day. ”

Yi Yun said softly, "Don't be afraid, I will protect you, and my sword will protect you." My sword is only practiced to kill, only to kill those who must be killed, but it will also kill those you must kill. Xi'er looked sad, got up gently, and stared at Yiyun with tenderness in her eyes.

Gently pressing the fingers of the acupuncture points on the back of Yiyun's head, he slowly urged the internal force, and muttered softly, "No, you won't, when the time comes, even you yourself won't know how to choose." Perhaps, you will also help them snatch the key...... I would love to see you turn back. ”

"However, I am really reluctant to kill you, but I know that if one day, my palm and your sword will pierce the opponent's vital point, I hope that you will not help them and snatch the key...... If, that day, the bottom of the black wood cliff, was not a waterhole, how good would it be......"

Yi Yun couldn't speak, her head only felt dizzy, and her consciousness slowly sank...... At the last moment when her consciousness sank, Xi'er's two lines of tears fell on Yiyun's face, although the rainstorm was still there, Yiyun knew that it was Xi'er's tears, Yiyun knew......

Flower language is not in a hurry, although the lover's arrow failed to directly penetrate Yiyun's body, but the most terrible lover's arrow is the black arrow, which is like the charm of sympathetic people's eye waves, at the moment of intoxication, the red arrow comes out one after another, the most terrible thing about the red arrow is not a fatal blow, but the poison that can not be shaken off like sympathy, the poison, does not make people feel uncomfortable and painful at all, people who are poisoned by this poison will have a gentle smile, drunk to death......

Without me, will you be more lonely and lonely? Yes......

Without you, I would be even more lonely and lonely. I know......

I will not let anyone's tears drip on my corpse.

If one day, we will die, but I will die under your hand, and you will die under my sword, and we will die together, and we will be born again......

Huayu looked calm, and light, and felt a little embarrassed in his heart, if a person has no flaws, how can he be afraid of his lover's arrow? The lover's arrow is very terrifying, and the terrible thing is not the speed, but the charm of the black arrow, which is like a sympathetic person's affectionate eyes, and the master who died under the lover's arrow was actually not killed by the lover's arrow, but by his own heart.

Therefore, the Lover's Arrow is one of the most terrifying secret weapons, and its charm is irresistible, especially under the effect of the illusionary heart that points directly to the heart, the two are simply a natural perfect match.

Unless you are completely ruthless in your heart, not the kind of ruthlessness that you escape, but completely ruthless, there is only one super master on the rivers and lakes, it is a small sword; Unless you have been able to fully grasp your own feelings, not the kind of grasp of cowering and escaping, but facing it directly, there is no one in the rivers and lakes who can do it, and I don't know the language of flowers.

Because both of these are difficult, the former is not born with a sense of surname value, and the latter, how many people can really do it? The Lover's Arrow, which has always been extremely terrifying, represents a deadly tenderness......

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