The blood is permeated, the eyelashes are clinging to the dried tears, and the sea water may once again wash away the stench of thick and bright red, but the shrinkage of the human heart can never be smoothed.

The sea of blood and corpses are everywhere, the ship is collapsing, the screams and despair of the world are in pain, and the fight means that life and death are destined to hover between you and me.

"Bang!" A remnant sword shark broke out of the waves, and Long Shengze's fine sand wrenched this vast sea, but it was inevitable that there would be fish that slipped through the net. The dark skin of this head was torn out of a dense gap, and the plasma oozed out, but the beast's feeling of pain was like an idle wind blowing clouds, and it was okay to roll a few times.

Hua'er held her sword on the deck with one hand, and the hairpin on her black hair fell in the chaos, as if she was tightly glued to her ears, and the sea breeze blew lightly, paralyzing her vigilance.

"Girl!" Master Zhang has an old bone, but in an instant, he has been like a wall in front of the flowers.

The miserable white teeth in the bloody mouth swallowed up the hope of survival, although Lord Zhang and Hua'er are only the ones who rub shoulders, but in other places, Lord Zhang also had a daughter who imitated Hua'er, if it wasn't for sacrificing their lives for righteousness, they would be the shortest father and daughter in heaven and earth.

Lord Zhang resisted with one hand, and the bloody teeth of the sword shark fell into every inch of his muscles, even though the pain was extremely touching, Lord Zhang stubbornly guarded his teeth, silently, leaving Hua'er with his father's back, as great as Mount Tai. The sword shark shook its head sideways and threw the living person into the water, making a white splash. In an instant, the brains of the flowers were as quiet as no one in the world.

"No...... ......" The most painful heart-rending cry was erased by the weak body. This kind of fear of domination is probably only known to Hua'er, no need to wonder why she didn't save Lord Zhang, just ask why the broken crossbow shoots a sharp arrow, it is difficult to open words, just like Lord Zhang died in front of his eyes, but he was powerless, it was a miserable!

The sea is as hot as a wildfire, the pain of life and death is all stirred in a water, the sword shark kills the sex, the living are like a rag, the scabbard flies around, and is broken like the sky.

If the past is in her heart, she can't escape the word pain, which fits her emotions, which is the past of the massacre. Blood slaughter turns the world into a Shura field, and the word "guard" sounds like a cold irony, and the flower clenches the hilt of the sword, eager to slaughter this bloodthirsty beast!

For a moment, the person who only heard the sound and did not see the figure cut through the sea, poured out of the abyss, the sword qi condensed, and the cold light passed away in a moment, and he was submerged in the water accurately, piercing the body of the sword shark, and when the sea water calmed down, both of them lost signs of activity, and a corpse in a tattered official uniform surfaced on the surface of the sea, and Lord Zhang could see the blue sky above his head, and he could also faintly hear the sound of black and white impermanence shackles.

Helian Sheng's body as strong as a cheetah rescued Master Zhang, his whole body was baptized with blood, and his clear and moonlit eyes were silenced by the loneliness at the moment.

"Lord Zhang......" Hua'er crawled to him like a bereaved dog, dragging wet clothes. Master Zhang's lips couldn't stop the gushing of blood, and the red blood stained his cheeks. Master Zhang closed the crescent moon's fine eyes, the thin bones propped up his hands, and gently touched Hua'er's cheeks, his slightly trembling fingers stopped on her face.

"Girl...... If...... Life can be attributed to ...... Hometown...... It's mine...... Daughter...... Pretty much ...... with you It's so big......" Master Zhang's tone was intermittent, swallowing the blood in his mouth.

Hua'er tears washed away the blood red on Lord Zhang's face, she squeaked and nodded, at this moment, it was like a relative who was going to leave her forever, and Hua'er was the only one in the world to guard the pain.

"Bang!" Master Zhang's bloody hand fell straight down, and the moment he lost his strength, he smiled lightly and closed his eyes and passed away. "Nope! No! The flower twitched her face in convulsions, clinging to his side, refusing to let go.

"Ahhh The cries of the shattering mountains and seas resounded through the sky, and the hearts of the flowers were burned by the fire of the world at that moment.

"Flowers......" Helian Sheng didn't say anything more, and passed on his most sincere comfort to her.

Hua'er propped up her body with both hands, holding back tears and choking, brushing the hair at the corners of her forehead, her wet red eyes were bloodshot, and her crystal tears spit out the most bitter love in the world. Helian Sheng was about to hold Hua'er to prevent her from doing something stupid. Yi Wuhua stopped in front of Lord Zhang, pursed the unwillingness at the corner of her mouth, and threw out an astringent look, piercing Heliansheng's pupils, Hua'er grabbed Heliansheng's wrist with her other hand, and pushed his hand away resolutely as if she were tearing off a dog skin plaster. Then he said the four words "Don't worry about ......" in the desolate wind, the plain white and blood-red clothes floated to the sky.

"Let her be alone and quiet......" Long Shengze grabbed Heliansheng who was about to catch up, Heliansheng hesitantly turned his head to look at Long Shengze, as if to say, "Why?" ”

Long Shengze understood the meaning in his eyes, and said with his hand, "The love dilemma needs to be solved by one's own body in the end......"

Long Shengze meant helplessness, Hua'er's emotions turned into a strong castle, others couldn't walk in, and she couldn't step out.

"Senior Sister Hua......" Jing Li stood aside and watched her figure disappear in the wind. For Jing Li, she has seen all the masks of flowers, but this time she took off the leather goods, leaving her body full of injuries and pain......

There were many casualties in this battle, although I don't know their names, but they are in a foreign land, buried in the desolate sea, in exchange for themselves, have you ever thought of it?

Helian Sheng, Yu Wenlin and the disciples of Huang Yu held the body of the dead disciple with both hands, and walked on Mo step by step, everyone was silent at that moment, the blood on their bodies dripped all the way down their fingertips, and the people in the city saw this scene, and they all stood silently on both sides, paving a sacred road forward for them. Although they were coarse civilians, Huang Yu's move was like reconstruction, and the people of Luozhou knelt down and kowtowed, and their cries and tears scattered the clouds. The clouds of sorrow float in a bitter light, and the whispers are like burrs piercing into people's hearts.

"God, are you crying for us?" Helian Sheng held the cold corpse in his hand and looked up at the sky.

The people's heads had been broken, and their blood was dripping from the stones on the side of the road, Long Shengze spread the ebony box in his hand, "Bang! The moment the box landed, Long Shengze skimmed off his placket and fixed his knees on the floor with a loud bang, "Children, I'm sorry, I didn't ...... well Bring...... You ...... go home" in a trembling tone, like an inexhaustible sin.

Then, a stretcher covered with a white brocade cloth emerged from the crowd, Lord Zhang's face was covered by the white cloth, his dying hands drooped on both sides of the stretcher, the blood dried up and condensed on his skin, the bitter rain flew, wetting everyone's sight, and the rain and fog of Luo Zhou buried the pain.

In the cold night, the people of Luozhou lit the lamps and stood in front of Lord Zhang's mansion, they knelt on the wet bluestone slab for a long time, and the fragrance after the rain was not enough to erase their sorrows.

"Lord Zhang, the people of Luozhou are here to see you off, may the four seas and clouds be desolate, the heavens and the earth are vast, bury your soul, turn into a crane in the green mountains in the next life, and enjoy the blessings that have not been enjoyed in this life...... A white old man in the crowd spoke on behalf of everyone.

Shen Qingdao took off the brocade and satin, and stood in front of the courtyard in a plain dress, and the lights at the foot of the eaves of the mansion were very resentful.

Helian Sheng arranged dinner for the flowers in the kitchen, dragged them on a mahogany plate, and taught Jingli to send them, and today's flowers have not eaten for a whole day.

Jing Li walked lightly in the corridor, and the frustration of the city made the corners of her mouth droop like a thin willow. As I walked, the road under my feet became blurred, and I wiped away my tears with my hands to realize that my vision was blurred.

"Knock knock ......" Jingli lightly buttoned the vermilion lacquered wooden door, and through the window screen, a candle flame was lit with different flickering, and the light swayed, reflecting the figure of the flowers holding their heads and crying on the window paper. Jing Li stood silently for a long time, considering that the flowers might just be sad and impulsive, so he ignored it, and Jing Li tentatively pushed open the door.

"Shhh...... Woo...... "An unkempt flower cowered in the corner of the bed, the flower buried her head deep in her knees, her sloppy clothes had not been changed yet, only the blood on her hands was still flowing.

The night was dark, and Jing Li couldn't see Hua'er's face clearly, only to feel that she had changed. "Senior Sister Hua...... It's time to eat......" Jing Li handed the food to her, afraid that she wouldn't eat it.

The gray twilight was lit by candles, and the air in the room was cold and the atmosphere was oppressive, and the flowers suddenly raised their heads, and their crying eyes looked up at the mirror, and the tears on their cheeks were brighter than the candles in the house. Jing Li timidly stretched out her invisible hand to caress Hua'er's arm, like the ice under the cold spring of the Nine Heavens, and the temperature of her fingertips was dissipated little by little.

"It's ridiculous...... Isn't it," Hua'er asked in a whisper as she grabbed Jingli's hand with tears in her eyes.

"Sister Hua'er...... Let's eat......" Jing Li pushed the plate in front of her. The flower's gaze first fell on Jing Li's eyes, and then shifted to the food on the plate. Jing Li saw that the flowers noticed the meal and secretly rejoiced for her. The bloody astringency between Hua'er's fingers was already sticking to her skin, and she grabbed the white rice from the mirror plate and stuffed it into her mouth. "Live...... I want to live......" The flower swallowed raw without chewing it.

"Sister Hua'er......" Jing Li was a little frightened by her actions, and stretched out her hand to stop Hua'er's strange behavior. Yi Wuhua was like a hungry master who was eating, and the interruption of others made her angry, "Go away!" She poured all her energy into Jing Li, and Jing Li was pushed to the ground, and her ass was thrown to the ground.

"Sister Hua'er......" Jing Li was distressed and puzzled, as if the two of them had been separated for a hundred years, and they were as strange as rotten people when they went to the countryside.

"You are a disciple of the Phoenix Feather Main Pavilion, and you can cover the sky with one hand without any effort, but what about me? It's just an orphan abandoned by this world! Flower's eyes widened in anger, and her hair was obscuring part of her face.

Hua'er held a weak hand and pointed to the middle hall of Jingli, "You, never care about the lack of love, there are people to protect you wherever you go, but I want to beg for a living from this purgatory like a mourning dog, I am the only one, who will love me!" ”

Jing Li's heart has a tight resonance with the flowers, and Jing Li understands the pain very well, she is also a fallen person at the end of the world, how can she not understand the coldness of this world?

"No......" Jing Li tried to persuade her thoughts, but it was all useless, she was a fortified fortress, others couldn't enter, and she couldn't step out.

"Out of ...... Go! Hua'er's voice was hoarse, and the blood-crying hoarse warn Jing Li.

"Get out!" There is no more room for ......

Cold tears broke open behind Jing Li's mask. "Pounce~" The door was closed again, and the cold in the room was filled again.

The wet rain is only sad in the empty court, how can the tree be full of jade petals?

The autumn breeze passes, and the petals die...... I want to talk with more like-minded people about "The Phoenix Girl: Your Highness, Stand Aside", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chats about life, and finds confidants~