Liu Qingyao pursed her lips slightly, "Young man, even if it is what kind of words you say, it is just a lack of people who are not rightful and say something crazy." ”

Han Yuhuan narrowed slightly, his eyes rolled between them, and there were three points of fluorescence, and he flew away.

The three swishing sounds cut through the space, turning the scent in the air, flashing with a unique light, lightly embellished with killing intent.

Liu Qingyao flashed sideways, and then threw the hosta in his hand away, Han Yuhuan was half a step away from his feet, and the hosta flew through it, leaving a shallow blood mark.

"Ahh Han Yuhuan's face trembled with his hands, and he felt the slightest pain on his cheeks.

"You're so bold to hurt my face!"

The beautiful eyes were full of wind spots, and the silk was pulling upward, and suddenly a flash of light was drawn from the waist, soft and thin, a little soft sword wrapped around the waist, flying stabbing.

Ooh!

Su Bairan saw a white light flying in the blink of an eye, and the two quickly intertwined together, their sleeves flying, and there seemed to be a sound of blades rubbing against each other.

But it was difficult to see what it looked like, only two figures flew up and down, and there were several murderous surges back and forth, and it was difficult to see the moves in it, but two white lights could be seen.

Oh no!

I didn't expect my dear fiancé to really have two hits, why didn't he say that everyone was a son, how could he still do it?

Oh, by the way, speaking of which, for his abandoned subordinates, his subordinates have always had such strength, although he is a serious scholarly brother, he still has some skills in walking and rivers and lakes.

Are the two of them acting? Or is it a real existence, is it a play or is it really a real knife with a similar mission?

Su Bairan swallowed his saliva quietly, not because his heart was too shaky, but because the actions of the two of them were too real, it seemed to be fatal, it was dazzling, and it was also murderous.

If it's really acting, the cost is inevitably too big.

If one of the big brothers misses, won't his life be gone?

Have you really not thought about how to think about the safety of everyone's lives? Just to win a little trust from yourself, this drama is really not worth it.

Ask yourself if you have revealed some benefits, but in fact, compared to your name, it is not worth it at all.

Su Bairan looked at his heart seriously and quietly moved a few steps back.

Han Yuhuan's subordinates did not take advantage of half a point, and quickly flew the soft sword in his hand, but the move was dodged, but it was the advantage of close quarters, but the other party found a few holes, and took a few slaps.

Slightly covering his shoulders, the force of that moment was aggressively heavy, and it seemed to hit all the positions.

He took a deep breath and took five or six steps backwards in a row, turning instead to the girl who was standing on the side.

The topic that the two are fighting for is the trace of this girl, if he makes a move, will that person have one more protection?

Han Yuhuan's eyes turned quietly, and his subordinates turned a flower to kill Su Bairan.

The blue light flashed swiftly and deeply, piercing deep into the empty eyes.

Su Bairan suddenly saw this flash of light, and quickly dodged under his feet, but how could he compare to the speed of a martial arts practitioner.

The foot was not intentionally stepped into the mire, half of the leg sank in, and the person fell back.

The soft sword with killing intent and burning slowly rushed in.

The sharp light was reflected in some kind of snow-white light, like that fateful day.

It's over, after all, there will still be such a stubble.

Thinking that no matter which time I come, I have to die under this kind of means, which can be regarded as fate.

I don't know if there will be a scroll back to the city, but if you really talk about it, although the instinct to survive is hitting your heart hard, but some things are better not to turn around, and the world is not worth it.

Su Bairan closed his eyes peacefully, quietly waiting for the pain to come, maybe he put on embroidered shoes again, ran to the city and wandered, and he didn't know how long he would wait, or dissipate between heaven and earth.

Or simply left a unique figure in this muddy mountain, and maybe thousands of years later, there will be a wonderful and beautiful legend.

"Miss!"

Liu Qingyao flashed over.

Su Bai heard a call, and suddenly opened his eyes, only to see a set of blood dripping into his eyes, and the figure in front of him was completely blood-red, blinking his eyes quickly, barely smoothing out the confusion in front of him.

"Liu Qingyao?"

A cold arrow pierced the front heart, and it hit the heart coldly.

Liu Qingyao's neck sank involuntarily, and the calmness of her face was difficult to sign, but a smile barely swelled up at the corner of her mouth, "Miss." ”

The sound of a quick exhale ringing in my ears was like a thunderclap.

Su Bairan's eyes were firmly fixed on the other party's wounds, and the light blue clothes had already passed through the heart with white light.

The blood red instantly spread, climbing all the time, hooking the fabric every bit.

The sound of blood dripping sounded in my ears, like a spring drying up, and the last trace of struggle, stained on my body, fluttered along my cheeks.

"Liu Qingyao." Su Bairan didn't even know what kind of voice he was coming out of his throat, and looked at the person opposite blankly.

Liu Qingyao's fingers groped slightly, her sleeves trembled slightly, her eyes moved back deeply, and the handsome young face appeared in front of her.

Triumphant and brisk, the young man's expression was rare and comfortable.

Liu Qingyao's eyes flickered slightly, flashing and curling rapidly.

What was tied to the body was the software, which was wrapped around the waist in the past, and this action turned backwards, pulling the wound, but it was not torn apart significantly. A white light flashed between his sleeves and rushed to the boy's throat.

"Ahh

The blood-red color sprayed out, slowly floating in the air like mist, condensing combined with the cool morning rain and dew, gently and faintly floating in the air, and slowly falling on the cheeks.

Su Bairan only heard the sound of falling to the ground twice, and he couldn't see any trace of brilliance in his eyes, and looked straight ahead, leaving only his own panting sound in his ears.

"Liu Qingyao."

I don't know how long it took, but I barely pulled such a name out of my throat.

Su Bairan stiffly climbed outward with his hands and feet, but his face was full of blood-red color, and his eyes were already difficult to see clearly, and his face was covered with a magical veil.

Liu Qingyao lay on the ground and didn't know whether she was dead or alive, the soft sword was still stuck in the wound, and some of the colors quietly dispersed.

Su Bairan crawled towards the other party in a daze, and his subordinates touched the other party's cold neck, as if it was cold ice, and the sticker seemed to have an attraction, tightly clinging.

Pulsing lightly, there seemed to be only one or two barely struggling cells under the skin.

She was stunned for a moment, and then pulled the other person's arm, a little large, but she couldn't place the other person behind her back.

A weapon inserted in the front heart, although it is a soft sword, after all, it is also with a cold light murderous aura, and she can't touch it.

If you take it, you don't just take someone's life.

I had to gently move my figure backwards, stepping on the ground, testing the traces, and fluttering down the path of the mountain.

Is there any possibility of salvation?

Su Bairan asked himself blankly, but it was difficult for his brain to turn.

I'm afraid that there is no so-called possibility at all, or to put it bluntly, even if you can really walk down the mountain steadily, the person you are holding will probably die.

It's just that you can't put people here, and you'll be caught by someone.

Although there was a conspiracy to speculate that this was the case, he couldn't convince himself of doing such a straightforward thing in front of him.

Straightforwardly rooted in the heart, in the context of such an era, there is basically no possibility of saving, what kind of group of people can make such a plan, the other party is shrewd and decisive, and it will never be so.

If this wasn't his plan, the people who stayed behind would not have any help with them.

Wouldn't it be in vain to wait for death to leave this person here, and maybe what else would happen?

As far as the plan you can choose, only bringing people down is the only existence with little vitality.

Su Bairan grabbed the other party's arm, grabbed the position of the shoulder as much as possible, and then dragged the person down, not to touch the scars of the starry sky in front of him, and kept exploring the road himself.

The mind is a little dizzy.

She didn't choose how to support her endurance, and she was a little tired since Fanxing walked a little bit of a road.

Now, if you continue to move forward alone, there is a greater obstacle, even if it is a flat and hard road after a rainy day, there are a little mud stains, which increases the friction of pushing and pulling.

From time to time in this life, the footsteps have to fall into the quagmire, and the strength in the ruins can return to the ground from the new tower, constantly exploring the way down, plus the weight of the other man after he fell into a coma, it is completely a drag, but he can't use the maximum strength, he can only drag the other party's arm forward, which is even more laborious.

"Whew!"

Su Bairan gasped for breath, but he didn't dare to stop any of his steps.

This dear fiancé, in this situation, can't know whether he is dead or alive, and if he continues to stay, he can only knock down the final end of the other party's life.

I can't forget that at the moment when the cold light stabbed at me, when the figure stood in front of me, I always never imagined it, but I couldn't admit it, this was the real event.

Liu Qingyao used himself to block the cold sword that pierced over, and exchanged his life for a block for himself.

Su Bairan is not a person of grass and trees, how can he not understand his heart.

It's not a beast, how can you leave a person here?