The army of the Ghost Prison was stopped thirty feet away.

In the bitter cold land, the ghost wind is bleak.

Knowing the robe, he carried a long knife and whisked the dust, and said loudly: "Amitabha, good and good...... Xiao Tingchen, both of your brothers are defeated under the poor monk. For more than a month, are you looking for help? I don't know who the great god invited, why don't you ask him to come forward and open the eyes of the poor monk? ”

His tone was full of mockery, and the soldiers of the ghost prison couldn't help but laugh.

Xiao Tingchen played with the horsewhip unhurriedly, and always maintained a smiling expression.

When the army of the ghost prison finally laughed, he raised his horsewhip and pointed at the two armies slowly, "I understand that the master is a monk, and he knows what it means that all living beings are suffering. Instead of burying hundreds of thousands of troops here in vain today, it is better for you and me to choose five generals each, and fight a decisive battle before the army, with three wins and two losses. The winner is the lord of the world, do you dare to bet? ”

Clearly twisted beard.

He knew that Xiao Tingchen could not be underestimated, if the winner or loser was determined by a five-person decisive battle, then Xiao Tingchen would definitely play in person, plus Yuan Sheng, Hua Chaojiu, Tomb, and his master Sikong Chen.

And on his side......

He was kind and smiled: "I am also a compassionate person, Emperor Dayong is willing to consider the common people in the world, how can I not follow it?" ”

The first battle.

Xie Rongjing wanted to fight, but was rejected by Xiao Tingchen.

He glanced at the tomb.

Tomb black leather boots, long green silk bundled into a high ponytail.

She carried a sharp sword and slowly stepped out of the military formation.

Ten zhang away, the man with a jasper flute hanging from his waist, the jade-colored brocade robe swayed slightly, just like a streamer returning to snow.

He looked at the tomb with a smile, his expression as gentle as before.

"Let's get started." He laughed.

In the next moment, the black figure on the opposite side was like an arrow off the string, flipping the Xueliang long sword and fighting towards him!

On the sidelines, Xie Rongjing watched their game, frowned, and said, "You know that these two people have a relationship, why do you want to let the tomb appear?" It's too cruel to her. ”

Xiao Tingchen chuckled.

Peach Blossom Eyes was calm and unwavering, and he said lightly: "They won't have a good result." Instead of letting Ning Xiaolou die in the hands of others, it is better to let him die in the hands of his sweetheart. ”

Xie Rongjing was puzzled.

Xiao Tingchen didn't mean to explain it to him.

He could see that Ning Xiaolou was very loyal to Chonglou and was also loyal to the ghost prison.

Such a person would rather die than surrender to Dayong.

But on the contrary, he loved to return to the tomb of Dayong.

Xiao Tingchen even guessed that Ning Xiaolou failed the tomb back then, just to send her out of the ghost prison safely and let her stay away from the strife and fighting here.

Now life and death are fighting, each for his master.

Ning Xiaolou couldn't bear to kill the tomb, but he couldn't bear to betray the ghost prison either.

Since ancient times, it has been difficult to achieve both loyalty and righteousness, and those who want to do both will only lose everything.

The long knife is unsheathed, and the slightest hesitation on the battlefield will lead to defeat, so in this battle, Ning Xiaolou will definitely lose!

The black figure was just like an agile Feiyan, and the sharp and snowy long sword carried thirteen years of resentment, attacking Ning Xiaolou with a devastating posture.

The face of the tomb was snow-white.

She knew that she was not Ning Xiaolou's opponent, she was ready to lose, but Ning Xiaolou was much weaker than she imagined, such as the killing move was not ruthless and vicious, such as the posture of resistance revealed a thick hesitation.

What is he hesitating?

He finally took off the jasper flute from his waist.

The jade flute turned into an afterimage and struck her neck neatly.

The tomb quickly leaned back, and the cold killing intent brought out by the jade flute quietly cut off her hairband, and the green silk on her head was scattered, making her little face more and more snow-white, and her red lips were red, like roses blooming on a bloody battlefield.

Ning Xiaolou looked at her like this, and he was a little distracted.

The tomb turned around, the person and the knife fused into one, and it fell rapidly from mid-air, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at Ning Xiaolou's heart!

Ning Xiaolou raised his head.

The girl who fell from the sky was like moonlight piercing the clouds.

Moist, chic, but with an indomitable sharpness.

She is so brave, so fearless, even if she walks the world alone, she can live well......

Such a pick, it's so good-looking.

The blade of the sword pierced through his heart.

Ning Xiaolou smiled towards the tomb, blood stains overflowed from the corners of his lips, and the jade-colored robe and the girl's black belt rolled in the cold wind, falling rapidly towards the ground.

He slammed to the ground.

The dust rose everywhere, cutting off the sight of the two armies.

The tomb looked at the man who fell under his sword in a daze, his red lips slightly opened, but he couldn't say half a word.

Ning Xiaolou was covered in blood.

He trembled and reached out to grasp the snowy sword.

Blood oozes from between the fingers.

He chuckled weakly, "In the past thirteen years, you have made great progress...... I am willing to lose to you. ”

The tomb pursed his red lips, and his heart seemed to be hit hard, producing bursts of inexplicable dull pain.

This man is going to die, and she should be happy......

But why wasn't she happy at all?

The corners of the eyes are a little moist.

She raised her hand and pressed it, and it turned out to be tears......

Ning Xiaolou looked at her in a daze, she cried, she actually cried......

He wanted to wipe her tears, and slowly stretched out his hand, but took it back again.

He pursed his thin lips and smiled evilly and sarcastically, "Ah Shi, I almost killed you...... Even so, do you still love me? Why do you want to be so cheap? ”

The tomb was stunned.

The tears disappeared quickly, and she stared at Ning Xiaolou, who was still the selfish and mean man he was back then, and he was still her enemy.

It's ridiculous that she would cry for the enemy......

The tomb drew its sword.

She turned, stepping out of the dust.

Ning Xiaolou coughed violently, and clumps of dirty blood gushed out from his heart, and he couldn't stop it.

He stared at her back until she completely disappeared from view.

Sending her out of the ghost prison was to let her escape the bloody battle.

Before dying, she treated her ruthlessly, so that she would have no worries for the rest of her life.

She is only in her twenties, and she is Xiao Tingchen's right-hand man, and she will definitely meet a better man in the future.

The jade-colored brocade robe was stained with blood and dirt, and he closed his eyes contentedly as he faced the twilight sky.

The tomb was far away, and the dull pain in my heart still could not be subsided.

As if she felt something, she suddenly turned around and flew to Ning Xiaolou's side.

The man's breath is completely gone, but there is a gentle smile on his face, as if he has been getting what he wants.

The tomb trembled and stretched out his hand, his fingertips caressing the man's cheek, and the tentacles were wet, cold tears.

"Brother Xiaolou ......"

She looked at the jasper flute that the man held in the palm of his hand.

The knife in the jade flute has not yet been pulled out......

It turned out that it had just ...... Has he been letting her?

Under the city walls, everything is silent.

The girl hugged Ning Xiaolou tightly, and the terrible screams resounded through the four fields, tearing her heart and lungs, and the listeners were moved.

She will meet a better man in the future, but she will never meet again, a childhood sweetheart with her and someone who loves her like her life.

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Ahhh

It should be able to pass the audit tomorrow or so.,A little nervous.,This time it's a sweet and sweet cultivation of childhood sweethearts and ancient Chinese!

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