The fat mama dressed in cotton and linen looked around the prisoners, and finally her eyes fell on Jiang Wu, and she raised her hand and pointed, "You, come out." ”

"And you."

Jiang Wu and Lianyin were taken out of the firewood room.

Outside, the snow had stopped, and the snow covered one corridor after another, and they followed behind Mama with their heads bowed, the shackles on their feet and hands clanging as they moved.

"Your Highness, someone brought it." Mama bent down and spoke respectfully.

The man in the coat on the main seat under the eaves lazily lifted his eyes, cast his eyes at the two, and his eyes fell on the little girl with a thin body on the left, and the stubbornness of the little girl yesterday was gone.

The man glanced at it, and with two bangs, Jiang Wu saw the two bright swords that fell on the ground in front of her, she lifted her eyes slightly, and looked timidly, not knowing what this meant.

"One man and one sword, those who survive, stay." The man's voice was as cold as the ice and snow around him, without a hint of warmth.

Men want them to kill each other!

Jiang Wu and Lianyin looked at the sword on the ground, their eyes widened, and no one dared to pick up the sword first.

Jiang Wu raised his eyes, and then he saw that the person on the main seat was the man from yesterday!

Different from yesterday's pure heart and indifference, the cold invasion and oppression exuded by the man's body oppressed people, and those half-open and half-closed eyes could not tell whether they were happy or angry.

"Don't do it yet!"

Jiang Wu's back knee was kicked hard by the grandmother beside her, she knelt in the snow in pain, and the hand holding the ground touched the hilt of the sword, which was cold to the bone.

Before Jiang Wu could react, a sharp sword against the light suddenly attacked her! She instinctively turned to one side and dodged.

Lianyin's eyes widened, her face flushed with horror, "Xiao Wu...... I don't want to die. ”

Jiang Wu was cold, Lianyin's appearance, Lianyin's words, struck her heart.

No one wants to die, and no one is an exception.

"Xiao Wu is sorry!"

Lianyin held the sword and struck at her again, she was forced to dodge, and several times the sharp sword head passed by her!

Jiang Wu's eyes suddenly flashed in front of her mother's weak face before her death.

"Xiao Wu, no matter what, you have to live, live with your mother's share!"

The moment she opened her eyes, Jiang Wu saw the sword that was shining brightly, she turned around to avoid it, a little embarrassed, and quickly picked up the sword on the ground.

At the moment when Jiang Wu picked up the sword to dodge the attack, the half-open and half-closed eyes of the man on the main seat slowly opened, taking in the scene in front of him.

Jiang Wu has never learned kung fu, even if he holds a sword, he can't attack and use it, and all his movements come from the instinct in his body.

The two swords were staggered, making a piercing sound, and every time Lianyin struck, he was ruthless.

At this time, they have no choice but to be ruthless!

Jiang Wu is too!

"Ahh

Poof!

Warm blood sprayed out, Jiang Wu's pale face was filled with blood, and the smell of blood spread wantonly between his mouth and nose.

Jiang Wu breathed heavily and looked at Lianyin, who was pierced through the abdomen by her sword, and looked at Lianyin, who was gradually falling, and the blood at the end of the cold sword flowed down the water, staining the snow under her feet.

The man raised his lips, stood up and walked in front of Jiang Wu, Jiang Wu opened his eyes and turned his head to look at the elegant and handsome man.

The man was noble and gentle, and he couldn't take his eyes off the little girl standing in the wind in front of him, thirteen or fourteen years old, her little face was mercilessly beaten by the wind and frost stained with patches of blood, and she was like a fragile flower branch swaying in the wind.

People can't help but want to fold off the ......