He Yiwen looked at Li Chang'an, who was sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed, and then looked at Liu An's stumps and broken arms scattered all over the place; she didn't rashly attack Li Changan, "You did this?"

Li Changan didn't answer He Yiwen's words, but just waited quietly for He Yiwen's fatal blow.

At the end of his life, Li Changan felt that he was ashamed of many people in his life, Xu Tianbao, Xiao Yichen, Liu Bai, and Ouyang Qian......

He felt that he had failed to live up to the expectations that these people had placed on him.

Li Changan had tears in the corners of his eyes, and when he was about to die, he realized that he still had a lot to do.

The three generations of the Li family have not walked or seen the open territory of the Han Kingdom; Xu Tianbao is already very old, and he will not have the opportunity to take care of him in the future; Liu Bai is still ready to see himself grow into a towering tree to inherit his father's inheritance; Xiao Yichen is still waiting for himself to inherit the mantle.

"You killed my junior brother?" He Yiwen asked again.

Li Changan still didn't speak.

He Yiwen carefully observed this unkempt monk, this person had no spiritual power in his body, but she saw Liu An's broken flesh all over the ground, and she was afraid that this young monk would have a back hand, so she didn't dare to do it.

He Yiwen, who was treacherous by nature, took two steps back, she picked up a sword from the ground of the ancient city, and then threw it straight at Li Changan, the sword penetrated Li Changan's shoulder, nailing Li Changan to the wall.

He Yiwen looked at the blood left on Li Chang'an's shoulder, and looked at Li Chang'an with a painful face, and she was sure that Li Changan was not pretending to be a ghost.

She walked over and drew her sword.

Li Changan's lips were chapped, and he slowly spoke, "Kill me." ”

He Yiwen smiled slightly and asked, "Kill you?"

"It's not that easy for you to die. He Yiwen smiled, his smile like a demon.

She took out a talisman and pressed it to Li Changan's chest, "My junior brother, although it is an indisputable thing, it is not something you can kill." ”

"When I go back this time, I'm afraid I'm going to be taught a lesson by the master again. ”

He Yiwen said as she wiped the sword with her hand, and she squatted down and looked at Li Changan's right leg.

"My Heavenly Dao Sect monk, you can move!"

He Yiwen swung his sword, and the sword body turned into Li Changan's calf, and this sword cut off a small piece of flesh on Li Changan's calf, and blood slowly flowed out.

Li Changan was immobilized and unable to move.

"You Han have the criminal law of 'Ling Chi', which I have always admired. He Yiwen was another sword, and the sword body once again cut off a piece of flesh on Li Changan's calf.

"I ask you a question. He Yiwen looked at Li Changan with a smile, "What is one thousand minus seven?"

Li Changan gritted his teeth and did not answer.

He Yiwen was another sword, and the sword body once again took away a piece of meat on Li Changan's calf.

Li Changan's face was pale, sweat was pouring down from his forehead, he gritted his teeth, and a few words popped out of his mouth with difficulty, "You demon!"

"I'm not a demon. He Yiwen replied, she sat on the ground very leisurely, shook the blood on the sword, and asked repeatedly: "What is one thousand minus seven?"

After saying that, it was another sword.

"What is one thousand minus seven?"

"What is one thousand minus seven?"

"What is one thousand minus seven?"

......

Li Changan was in pain, and he pleaded: "You kill me, please, kill me." ”

"What is one thousand minus seven?"

The sword body once again took away a piece of meat from Li Changan's calf.

Li Changan raised his head with difficulty, looking at He Yiwen, who was frantic and like a demon, "Nine... Hundred... Ninety-three. ”

He Yiwen smiled and said, "This is good." ”

Looking at He Yiwen's cruel smile, Li Changan was cold.

The doom continues again......

He Yiwen cut off a piece of Li Changan's calf again, and she asked again: "Nine hundred and ninety-three minus seven, what is it?"

"Nine... One hundred and eighty... Six. ”

With the departure of this piece of meat, He Yiwen still smiled, and she asked again: "Nine hundred and eighty-six minus seven, what is it?"

He Yiwen's sword swing hand was very slow, and every time she cut off a piece of Li Changan's flesh, she had to stop for a while, leaving Li Changan a little respite.

Hours passed.

Li Changan died of pain dozens of times, but every time he woke up in pain, it was still pain.

He Yiwen, who was already a little tired, stretched her waist, she looked at the pale green light shining from the sky of the ancient city, and she asked, "Twenty-seven minus seven, what is it?"

Li Changan's face was bloodless, and his eyes were empty, "Twenty." His voice seemed to come out of his throat, lifeless.

"Twenty minus seven, what is it. He Yiwen's sword brought out a piece of blood.

"Thirteen. ”

"Thirteen minus seven, how much is it. "A piece of meat, cut off again.

"Six. ”

Li Changan's entire right leg is now only seen as a skeleton, not flesh and blood, and He Yiwen's thousands of knives have shaved Li Changan's right leg to only white bones.

He Yiwen looked at her masterpiece and nodded with satisfaction. said, "Exactly." ”。

In order to prevent Li Changan from dying of excessive blood loss, He Yiwen's palm spewed out a flame, scorching the wound on Li Changan's leg; she took out a pill from the storage bag and put it in his mouth; Li Changan was unable to move because he was immobilized, He Yiwen took off the immobilization charm, and helped Li Changan swallow the medicine.

Finally, He Yiwen stood up and prepared to leave.

After taking two steps, He Yiwen turned around, she looked at Li Chang'an who was dying, looked back and smiled, like a demon; she instructed Li Chang'an: "I just fed you the medicine, you must be well, I am a little tired, I will come to see you tomorrow." ”

Pieces of skin and flesh on the ground were sprinkled on the ground, and blood stained Li Changan's clothes red.

More than a dozen teeth had been shattered from the severe pain, his eyes could not focus, and his mind was confused by the severe pain.

He didn't want to be tormented, he just wanted to die now.

"Equal to nine hundred and thirty-seven ......"

His mouth was open and closed, and he was talking in a daze.

"Equal to six hundred and fifty-seven ......"

"Equal to four hundred and fifty-four ......"

Covered in dirt, ragged, confused, and babbling, Li Changan at this time no longer saw the young man in white clothes.

In the dim ancient city, a gust of wind blew, and an ant passed through the blood-stained earth, climbed up Li Chang'an's bone-stained right leg, climbed to Li Changan's chest, and then climbed to Li Changan's nose.

There was an extra ant on his nose, and Li Changan's eyes looked at the ant blankly.

The ant began to climb up slowly, climbing to the tip of his nose, and Li Changan's eyes moved to the tip of his nose in a daze.

He stared at the ant for a long time......

Li Changan's stiff face suddenly smiled, and the ant flew up and flew away.

Li Changan stretched out his hand to grab the ant that flew away, but he missed it.

The wind kept blowing, but the ants still spread their wings and fly.