That night, under the south peak of Dongming, blood flowed like a river.

And many years later, Yu Wenluo, who has become a famous and promising figure in martial arts, although he personally experienced that night, no matter who asked, he was always secretive about that night.

And at this moment, the young Yu Wenluo was hiding under the wing of his brother Yu Wenfeng, trying his best to dodge those swords. He is a third-rate skill, and now he has lost his skills, which can be described as powerless, and he is also timid and afraid of pain and death, where dare to face the master of Dongming, fortunately he is afraid of death, so the eyes and ears are extraordinarily sensitive, although he can't help his brother in his hands and feet, but verbally he helps a lot, but Fan also handed the sword, whether it is left or right, he always knows at the first moment, and then reminds Yu Wenfeng, so as to quickly fight back or dodge, and although it is in such chaos, he has not panicked, every word is clear and clear, Occasionally, he also stabbed a sword or two, with Yu Wenfeng's moves and long whips, the two brothers were really in danger many times.

Beside them, Hua Qinghe, Hua Fushu, and Rong Yue leaned on the enemy, Shang Pinghan was alone with a single sword, but three feet away, there was Jin Que Lou who was always paying attention, and there was a cadre of followers guarding with Qingchen, and the most advantageous thing at this moment was Mei Hongming, whether it was a sword or dust and sand, but whenever it reached his hands, it turned into a hidden weapon, shooting the enemy incomparably accurate, incomparably fast, incomparably poisonous.

And the most surprising thing is that it is a great beauty of Qiu Hengbo, born in a martial arts family, and his father is a grandmaster, and it is natural that he is a master, but it is unexpected that his martial arts are so high. are all sealed with internal force, but the great beauty of Qiu can protect Liu Mo with one hand, and the silver filament with the other hand flies out without a trace, but it is an instant fatal hook, but whenever the silver filament flies by, there will be a Dongming master who falls. So much so that occasionally when Yu Wenfeng was too busy to take care of himself, Yu Wenluo would shout "Help!" "Hide behind Qiu Hengbo. Every time there, this desperate situation also caused everyone to laugh.

"This stone house is laid out according to the formation, and the direction taken by the second son is the way out of the formation, and we will follow." Qiu Hengbo glanced at the surrounding situation in a hurry, and then reminded everyone loudly.

"Okay."

Everyone worked together to kill in the direction of Ming Er.

The cold wind is still cold.

Firelight, flickering and flickering.

The killing, which continues in the bloodshed of the sword.

Screams and screams are everywhere.

Occasionally, there will be a spooky and terrifying laughter.

"Hahahaha...... Kill hard! It's really a pleasure to kill Ben Shao! ”

Accompanied by the strange laughter was a splash of blood, a fallen corpse! Where the purple shadow arrives, and the jade fan passes, it will be fateful to break the soul of Huangquan! That kind of martial arts, that kind of cruelty, and that kind of arrogant killing intent, all made the master of Dongming tremble! Looking at the person who came with blood, he was obviously purple and jade, and he was bewitching, but he was as terrifying as a Shura ghost!

Dongming's people kill people for the sake of their mission.

Imperial martial arts killed people in order to survive.

And she, Lan Qi, is killing for the sake of killing?!

At that moment, she seemed to be possessed by a demon spirit, and she wanted to be unhindered, killing people when she met someone, and killing Buddha when she met Buddha!

The unique blue eyes in the world have never been brighter, but they are incomparably cold and ruthless.

At this time, Ning Lang, who was carried on his back by Song Gan, suddenly opened his eyes, "Master...... Brother ......"

Although there was the sound of swords shouting and killing all around, Song Yan couldn't help but be ecstatic when he heard it.

"Little junior brother, are you awake?!"

Xie Mo, who was beside him, heard this, and couldn't help but look at Ning Lang, and sure enough, when he opened his eyes, he was immediately overjoyed, "Little junior brother is really awake!" ”

The little junior disciple who had been in a coma for several days finally woke up, which made Song Yan and Xie Mo suddenly surge with strength all over their bodies, and they dealt with the Dongming master who attacked them in three strokes and two blows, and then put Ning Lang down and inspected his situation regardless of the surrounding situation.

"Senior brother...... I heard...... Orchid...... Orchid...... The voice ......," Ning Lang, who had a faint breath, said slowly.

Song Yan and Xie Mo were stunned.

"Yes, Lan Qi is here." Song Gan helped Ning Lang turn around so that he could see the person.

Ning Lang raised his head and looked around, and at a glance he saw the person who looked like Shura, and in an instant, his eyebrows and eyes were frowned. "Painful ......"

"Little junior brother, where do you hurt?" Song Yan and Xie Mo panicked when they heard this, and immediately inspected Ning Lang's body, could it be that they accidentally caused the little junior brother to have more wounds just now?

Ning Lang just looked at the killing in front of him stupidly, and looked at the murderous Lan Qi, as if he hadn't heard of it. "Kill so many people...... ...... that will hurt" Before he finished speaking, red blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes slowly closed again.

"Little junior brother!" Song Yan was shocked.

Xie Mo raised his hand to probe under Ning Lang's nose and breathed a sigh of relief, then Huo Di got up, gritted his teeth and said, "Kill it!" We must not let the little junior brother die here! ”

"Hmm!" Song Yan nodded, put Ning Lang on his back, and drew his sword to kill the enemy again.

……

The moon crept away, and the night passed quietly.

The fire under the north and south peaks stopped, and only the killing was not stopped.

Under the leadership of Ming Er, everyone has gradually rushed out of the siege of Dongming, and the masters of the Ming and Lan families have slowly formed a protective circle, blocking the Dongming masters and protecting everyone to rush out of the stone house.

When they could finally see the land and trees in front of them, the heroes of the dynasty were exhausted, and they could only rejoice in their hearts.

Finally...... It's finally out!

But how could the Dongming people let them leave easily.

As a result, the heroes of the dynasty retreated while killing, and the Dongming masters chased after them, killing from the stone house to the flat land, and from the flat land to the woods......

All the way to blood, all the way to stumps and broken arms, all the way to corpses, all the way to screams!

Why do these Dongming people always can't finish killing and always stand in the way?

Yu Wenfeng took a breath, his eyes were black for a while, his limbs gradually became weak, and he couldn't help biting the tip of his tongue fiercely, taking advantage of the sharp pain to lift his spirit, and took another big step forward. The wind behind his ears sounded, and he called out to his younger brother Yu Wenluo: "Big brother left!" ”

The body did not move, the wrist moved, the long whip was raised, and it immediately rolled up the sword blade stabbing from the side, and at the same time, the left hand of the long sword was handed out, and it was piercing the opponent's chest. Drawing his sword and retreating, blood gushed out, and a few points splashed on his face, but he didn't feel a trace of warmth. This body is also numb.

"Big brother behind!" In his ears was the call of his brother again, and the whip swung back, curling a spear.

"Ahh Suddenly he heard a scream, tilted his head slightly, and saw a purple shadow in the corner of his eye, and his long black hair streaked a shadow in midair. In an instant, Yu Wenfeng let go of the spear without thinking about it, raised the whip and rolled towards the purple shadow, and the wind behind him suddenly sounded, but he couldn't care less, "Poof!" With a bang, the spear pierced into the back, and the tip of the spear could be seen in the chest, and it was painful like never before, but he couldn't let go, and he couldn't let go of the whip!

On that day, he failed to catch her, so that she fell into the sea and was drowned by the storm, and this time, he must have caught it!

"Big brother!" Yuwenluo screamed in horror.

Yu Wenfeng was stunned, and the left hand holding the whip was firmly wrapped up by the purple-clothed person, and he put it safely on the ground with a skill. Someone on the opposite side waved a knife and slashed, he raised his left hand, the long sword was raised, and he met the opponent with a calm but tragic expression, the knife was deeply slashed on the shoulder, the sword cut the opponent's neck, and the blood splashed, I don't know if it was the opponent's or his own, the eyes were blurred, and someone fell down, and someone seemed to shout in horror in his ears, "Brother Yuwen!" ”。

Well, I can't fall yet, the wind behind me is rising again, the enemy is coming again, the whip is swinging back, it seems to hit something, no matter what, the long sword in his left hand is lifted again, he inhales and turns, swings it down fiercely, clicks and slashes at something, there is another pain in his abdomen, his eyes are blood-red, and what is down......

"Big brother!"

Well, this is the cry of my younger brother with a crying voice, really, such a big person is always crying so easily.

"Brother Yuwen!"

Well? Whose voice is this.

Then, all of a sudden, it was so quiet that there was no sound...... Could it be that all the people on Dongming Island are dead? The sound of swords is gone, the shouts of killing are gone, well, they are all dead...... My heart was relieved, my body was soft, and I finally ...... It's time to rest.

Suddenly, there were a lot of voices in my ears, it seemed that many people were shouting, many people were shouting, and some people were crying...... It's so noisy, my body is shaken, it's very uncomfortable, I want to tell them, don't shake, it's painful...... But there was a heavy darkness in front of me, without a trace of strength, very tired and sleepy, the darkness was getting thicker and thicker, and it was about to sink forever, never to come back...... No! Haven't seen it yet......

"Big brother! Eldest brother! ”

"Brother Yuwen! Brother Yuwen! ”

Struggling to raise his eyelids, he saw the face of his little brother Yuwenluo, with tears and snot on his face, it was really dirty, he had to tell him to wash it quickly, otherwise his father would scold him again when he saw it, and he would lose the face of the Yuwen family when he went out like this, but it looked quite fun, like a cat's face.

"Brother Yuwen!"

An eager voice drilled into the eardrums, and then a strand of black hair floated in front of his eyes, and his spirit couldn't help but perk, and then he saw clearly...... Purple clothes, black hair, ...... eyes It was a tearful flower, looking at him eagerly, heartbroken, it was Rong Yue...... I can't help but want to laugh.

"Big brother!" Yu Wenluo watched a very faint smile slowly bloom on his brother's face, his lips moved, as if he wanted to speak, and he hurriedly leaned down close to his ear, only to hear a very soft murmur overflowing like the wind.

"It wasn't ......"

Suddenly, his heart seemed to have been hit by something, there was a boom, thunder in his ears, and the whole person was stunned for a moment.

"What's wrong? Is Grand Prince Yuwen injured again? A clear voice came from afar, three points of evil, three points of ridicule, and four points of doubt.

The dilated eyes suddenly flashed with a glimmer of light.

Yu Wenluo's heart ached, and he suddenly understood something, and shouted suddenly, "Seven Shao! ”

"Huh?" Lan Qi was startled by this shout, and hurriedly floated over, "What's wrong?" Do you want Ben Shao to help? ”

"Yes." Something surged out of Yu Wenluo's eyes, and he hurriedly pushed the brother he was holding in his arms into Lan Qi's arms, "Qi Shao, you have high skills, you are fast...... Hurry up and help Big Brother take a look! You save my big brother! ”

Pushed his brother into Lan Qi's arms, but he didn't dare to look at the look on his brother's face anymore, turned his head, only to feel a heart-piercing pain in his chest, his throat was choked by something, he couldn't breathe anymore, he inhaled desperately, inhaled, his throat convulsed like a convulsion, and finally ...... "Wow!" Cry out loud!

Lan Qi was taken aback by Yu Wenluo's behavior, and hurriedly looked at the person in his arms, this look, Rao is blood is cold and hard-hearted, and she was also shocked! Yu Wenfeng was covered in blood, the tip of a spear was still inserted in his chest, his left shoulder had been cut off, a large hole in his abdomen, blood gushed out, and a large area of wet ground was wet.

"Why don't you stop the bleeding for him first!" With a low shout, his hands waved again and again, and when his fingertips touched the body, the bottom of his heart sank, and when he looked at the pulse, he was cold from his head to the soles of his feet.

Yuwen ...... Brother ......" Lan Qi called lightly, shook his palm and lost a trace of internal strength, wanting to breathe a sigh of relief for him, but he sank into the sea, his hand trembled, and his blue eyes looked at the person weakly.

The whole man was blood-colored, but only one face was miserable and white, as white as paper, as white as snow, even if the paper was stained with blood, but there was no trace of blood, and the light brown eyes were extremely bright at the moment, without the cold arrogance of the past, soft and bright, as if he was saying something, and his lips were indeed moving, talking.

"Brother Yuwen, what do you want to say?" Lan Qi leaned closer.

“…… Dream ......"

"Brother Yuwen?"

“……”

The light in those brown eyes finally dissipated, and finally went out.

Only the corners of the lips are slightly hooked.

The head, gently on one side, withered into the embrace that had just been touched, the only time in this life, but still in death.

"Brother Yuwen!" Rong Yue screamed miserably, rushed over, and hugged Yu Wenfeng.

"Big brother!" Yuwen Luo also pounced, but pulled Rong Yue away, pushed his brother back into Lan Qi's arms, and tightly held his brother's still warm palm, tears and snot surging on his face.

Rong Yue was pulled away by Yuwenluo and fell to the ground, looking at Yuwenfeng's miserable white face stupidly, tears kept pouring out, her heart was bursting, and the whole world was dead and silent at this moment, and there was no interest anymore. His eyes looked at the sleeping face without blinking, inexplicably, the corners of his lips bent, a teardrop seeped in, bitter and cold, groping to pick up a long sword on the ground, and raised his hand to wipe it off his neck.

"Ding!" With a flick of Lan Qi's fingertips, he flicked the long sword down, and looked at Rong Yue coldly with blue eyes, "Your life is really cheap!" ”

As he spoke, his foot kicked instantly, kicking Yuwenluo into the distance, and as soon as the jade fan was raised, he held up the two long swords, and with a turn of his wrist, the long sword was broken into two, holding Yuwenfeng's body and jumping up, kicking out of the air with both feet in a row, and the two Dongming masters fell to the ground in response. Throw Yu Wenfeng to Yu Wenluo. "Humph! Ben Shao will avenge you! With a cold word, the purple shadow was already drifting away.

Yu Wenluo followed his brother's body, which was already a body without breath and no consciousness, his mind was blank in an instant, but his chest was a heart-rending pain, and the unbearable pain made him cry loudly, as if the pain in his body and the hatred in his heart poured out through tears and crying.

"Big Brother ......"

Rong Yue crawled over, her delicate face was so white that she didn't have a trace of life, and her eyes looked like a mud doll that had lost her soul.

"Let me ...... Look at Brother Yuwen...... Is it good ......?"

"You go away!" Yu Wenluo hugged his brother in his arms and protected him tightly, while crying and crying, "I don't blame you...... But you go away...... Don't touch my big brother now...... I don't blame you...... Woowoo...... But don't touch my eldest brother......" hugged my brother tighter and tighter, for fear that a mistake would be taken away, crying over and over again.

Rong Yue didn't walk away, but she didn't take a step closer, just Mu Sen looked stupidly and stupidly, looking at ...... It seems to be a puppet that has stood for half a lifetime, as if it can be seen for thousands of years.

"Rong Yue!"

Hua Fushu and Hua Qinghe were separated from Rong Yue in the chaos, and at this moment, they finally opened a bloody road and rushed over, but they saw Rong Yue kneeling on the ground, not far away...... Yu Wenluo hugged Yu Wenfeng, who was covered in blood, and cried.

After seeing Yu Wenfeng's injuries and lifeless face, Hua Qinghe and Hua Fushu's hearts suddenly tightened at the same time, and a sense of sadness spread, but ...... This is a sad time.

"Brother Yuwen, let's get out of here!" Hua Qinghe walked over and picked up Yu Wenfeng's body and left.

"Big brother!" Yu Wenluo reached out in a panic to snatch his brother back.

"Do you want these people to die in vain!" Hua Qinghe snorted suddenly, and the look of grief and indignation in his eyes shocked Yu Wenluo, and he couldn't help but let go.

"Let's go!" Hua Fushu also pulled up the demented Rong Yue.

A few people just a few steps, they were caught up by three Dongming masters, seeing the big knife cut, Hua Fushu put Rong Yue behind him, the long sword was horizontal, and he was about to attack, but suddenly the green shadow flashed in front of him, and then three ding-ding-ding, followed by three muffled snorts, the knife light was gone, and the Dongming master also fell, and only a green shadow stood in front of him, slender like a lone pine jade tree.

"II...... Second son! "I can't tell whether I am surprised or happy at this moment.

"Go to the woods." Ming Er dropped a sentence, the green shadow shook, and the person jumped forward.

Several people hurriedly turned around and continued to run, and after walking a few feet, they found that there was no more enemy pursuit, and when they ran into the woods, they saw that a number of people had gathered there one after another, one by one, covered in blood, panting, and exhausted.

Many people look back after catching their breath and can't help but be surprised and surprised.

But seeing a few zhang ahead, the masters of the Ming and Lan families have gradually joined a line, blocking the Dongming masters over there, and those Dongming masters on this side ...... I saw the purple shadow and green shirt appear like a ghost, and with a shot, one person was killed and fell, and a moment later, the Dongming master who was still chasing and killing died completely. At the same time, the masters of the Ming and Lan families have really joined forces at that moment, dense and firmly like a copper wall across the front, no matter how the Dongming master attacks, he can't break through.

Here, Ming Er and Lan Qi looked around, except for the heroes of the dynasty who staggered towards the woods, there was no opponent in Dongming.

"Sure enough, it's still a killing pleasure!" Lan Qi looked coldly at the jade fan in his hand, the white fan was stained with bright red blood, and it was dripping to the ground drop by drop. Ming looked at Lan Qi on the second side.

The purple clothes were already stained with blood, Xue Yu's cheeks were splashed with a little crimson, and a pair of blue eyes were like stars soaked in a cold pool, and the ice was shining with a cold light that penetrated into the bone marrow.

Pulling his eyes away, he said lightly: "Seven young people don't want to kill themselves and harm themselves." ”

Hearing this, Lan Qi turned his head to look at him, a trace of unfamiliar emotion flashed in his star-like blue eyes, he was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "No matter how many people die, we don't feel it, if one day, one of us dies, what will happen to you and me?" ”

The gentle words seemed so light and ethereal in the hissing and the roaring of the sword, and it was inaudible.

But Lan Qi knew what he said, and Ming Er also heard it.

But at that moment, they looked at the blood-dripping jade fan with cold eyes, and Ming Er's eyes looked over the human wall to look at the fire in front of them, hissing and dying.

Are you and I rejoicing? Because the only enemy in the world is dead.

Are you and I lost and lonely? Because the only person in the world who knows the nearest is dead.

Will you and I have grief and sorrow? Because......

Is there anyone in this world who can grieve you and me?

…………

"Stop."

A voice came, not loud or small, but it was enough for the audience to hear clearly, and enough to deter everyone.

The Dongming masters immediately retreated, and Qu Huailiu and Wan Ai, who were inseparable from Lan Yu and Lan Yun, also stopped immediately.

Without an opponent, the people of the Ming and Lan families naturally withdrew their hands, and Lan Yu, Lan Yun, Ming Ying, and Ming Luo quickly flew back to Ming Er and Lan Qi.

A dark blue figure slowly came out, ignoring the blood and corpses all over the ground, just pacing calmly, and then stopped at a distance of three feet, and his eyes fell straight to Ming Er and Lan Qi.

"You're finally here." is a plain word, as if it is a cold noise when the long-awaited old friends meet.

When the man's gaze came, the people of the Ming and Lan families couldn't help but take a few steps back at the same time, only to feel that the gaze was full of force, so that they didn't dare to block the man's sight.

So the human wall opened a few feet, revealing Ming Er and Lan Qi who were standing side by side behind the human wall.

"Actually, we've been here for a long time, but Young Master Yun doesn't know how to be hospitable." Lan Qi looked at Yun Wuya with a smile.

"Guests aren't necessarily very polite." Yun Wuya's gaze swept towards the corpses all over the ground.

"That's why Young Master Yun doesn't know how to be a guest first." Lan Qi added another sentence, secretly stabbing Dongming and plotting to forcibly seize "Lan Yin Biyue" from the Shouling Palace.

When Yun Wuya heard this, he just said lightly: "If you really count it, it will always be the dynasty that owes us." ”

"Oh?" Lan Qibi's eyes flashed, and she looked at Ming Er.

Yun Wuya also turned his eyes to look at Ming Er, and the two of them met in mid-air, each other was calm and calm, distant and quiet.

"No matter who owes whom, ...... at this moment" Ming Er's eyes looked at those Dongming masters whose swords were stained with blood, and turned to those who died on the ground, "Young Master Yun wants to give people an answer, so that these people can die blindly?" ”

Yun Wuya's slightly tired gaze drifted past those corpses, and then moved his eyes to meet Lan Qi's demonic blue eyes, Ming Erkong's distant gaze, and only said after a while: "You and I are both murderers tonight, so why bother to be fishy." The grievances between Dongming and the dynasty can not be explained clearly in a moment, and how can they be resolved with a few empty words. ”

"What does Young Master Yun mean?" Akiji looked at the person opposite.

"If we continue tonight, it's just more dead people, and it doesn't make any sense." The cloud is boundless and indifferent.

"The life of the person who died under Ben Shao's fan is really cheap." Lan Qi lazily interjected.

Yun Wuya's gaze met Lan Qi's cold and bewildering blue eyes, and said lightly: "What is the difference between you and me and them, he will die one day, or ten thousand arrows will pierce his heart, maybe he will be in the barren mountains, maybe there will be no bones, no matter what, he will be gone." ”

Lan Qi couldn't help but be stunned when she heard this, there was a pair of eyes that were slightly tired in indifference on the noble and handsome face opposite, for a moment, she didn't understand the thoughts of the person opposite, and she seemed to be able to understand the soul of the person opposite.

"The dead don't care anymore, but the living don't want to be confused." Ming Er's elegant voice came.

Yun Wuya's eyes swept around, and finally fell into the deep night of Wufang, and said: "December 9th, the top of the South Peak, this young master is waiting for you. ”