Lou An slowly walked towards the hanging Ruoyun, smiling like a demon, the long sword slid from her lower abdomen to her neck, and said gloomily: "You say, if I kill your wife and children in front of you, will you be better off than dead?" ”

"Will you try touching her again?" Yan Qingcang's pupils shrank, his eyes were filled with fierce killing intent, and a treacherous and gloomy look appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Someone who is about to die, dare to threaten me?" Lou An took a sip and dug the knife deep into Ruoyun's neck.

"I'm dying......" Yan Qingcang repeated his words softly, his body shook, he collapsed to the ground, the blood beads on his chest were gurgling down, and the red plums that fluttered like withered ones were falling one after another, and the little red and bright sprinkled in the silver snow were very beautiful, and Lou An hooked his lips with satisfaction.

"Qingcang, you admit defeat." Mei Ningxiang looked at him who was weak, and the emotion in her eyes was unclear: "Today, you and Ruoyun both have to die!" ”

"Qingcang!" Ruoyun looked at him, crying and calling his name, Lou'an's sword went deep into the flesh and skin, and the blood flowed down the placket of her clothes, she didn't care at all, she only had him in her eyes: "Please, Qingcang, you leave me alone, go quickly!" ”

"He can't run now if he wants to." Lou An smiled fiercely and terrifyingly, looked back at Mei Ningxiang and said: "Ningxiang, go quickly, pick off his hamstrings and tendons, and kill him with a knife!" ”

Mei Ningxiang's body trembled, watching Yan Qingcang close her eyes in pain, Lou An yelled at her with hatred: "Have you forgotten how your father died, Ning Xiang, if you don't kill him today, he will definitely not leave a way for our brothers and sisters to live!" You see this man clearly, there is only this slut in his eyes, how can he see you! ”

Mei Ningxiang slowly opened her eyes, a layer of white frost-like coldness came up, she took out her knife and slowly walked towards Yan Qingcang.

"Come on, Ning Xiang, if you don't kill me today, I will definitely pay for it with blood one day." Yan Qingcang actually smiled brightly, looked at the woman who was approaching him step by step, and simply closed his eyes.

"Yan Qingcang, don't think I don't dare!" Mei Ningxiang looked at the smile on his lips, and a wave of anger rushed up, and her steps were faster.

Yan Qingcang didn't care at all, he didn't even open his eyes, and said slowly, "For the sake of the anger that you and I have been together for eight years, then you will give me a good time!" ”

Mei Ningxiang stood beside him, her eyes were complicated, she bit her lip and slowly raised the knife, and she couldn't open her eyes with the silver and silver light on the knife.

At this moment, Yan Qingcang on the ground suddenly opened his eyes and suddenly made a move, his arm was raised, and his left palm swept towards Mei Ningxiang's wrist like the wind, this palm seemed to be weak like a breeze, but the speed was so fast that she didn't even have time to react, only after hearing a crisp sound of "click", Mei Ningxiang's wrist was shocked and dislocated, she couldn't help but let out a miserable scream, and when she raised her eyes, the knife was already across her neck.

"I really underestimate you, you Yan Qingcang deserve to be called Yan Jun, you don't have a heart at all!" Mei Ningxiang's eyes were filled with pain and sadness.

"You're wrong, I'm not without a heart." Yan Qingcang whispered in her ear: "It's just for her......"

Seeing this, Lou An's face suddenly changed, and he said angrily: "Let my sister go, otherwise I will kill this slut!" ”

"Let my woman go, or I'll kill your sister." Yan Qingcang looked at him coldly.

"Do you think you and her will make it out alive?"

"This sentence should be said by me, do you think that if you kill me, you will be able to get out of the Soul Shed alive?" Yan Qingcang's tone was light, but his voice was cold.

Lou An couldn't help but change his face, and asked fearfully, "What do you mean by this?" ”

"Don't worry." Yan Qingcang smiled happily, and even his body trembled: "You'll know right away!" ”

——

The fog gradually dissipated, and the poisonous smoke faded a lot, but Feng Xiangxin's body still had no strength at all.

Another knife went down, and the hot pain in his back went straight to the tip of his heart, and Feng Qianxin didn't even have the strength to *.

She raised her head with difficulty, turned her eyes to look at Forget Chen on the side, and saw that he was also looking at her, at this time his eyes also seemed to borrow a touch of sadness, her heart hurt faintly again, she spoke in a low voice, and used the last trace of strength in her life to call:

"Forget the dust, don't be afraid of ......"

The two dwarves kicked her in the lower abdomen again, and Feng leaned her lips without saying a word.

"Don't worry, since our brothers promised you that after slashing you a hundred times, they will naturally release that monk, and my brother will not break his word."

The dwarves looked at the red blood on the bone knives, and the bright colors excited them.

"It's already eighteen knives, and you're still in good spirits, it seems that we are too light?" The other dwarf frowned, a little disappointed.

The dwarf with the knife hurriedly nodded in agreement: "You're right, it's that we're too light. ”

With that, he lowered the blade and cut at her flesh, and this knife went down, and the bones were visible.

Feng Tian was so distressed that she arched her waist, her whole body slowly began to tremble, blood flowed from her body continuously, her lips quickly lost their blood, but her eyes still fell on Wuchen, and she wanted to say something to him, but when the words came to her mouth, there was no sound.

She watched Forget Chen's lips open and close, he seemed to say something to her, but she couldn't hear it anymore, her brain was buzzing, and there was only despair in her heart.

Qingyun, she can't wait for that day, can't wait for the day when you only love her in your heart.

Tears flowed slowly down the corners of her eyes, as if blood tears had flowed, and finally, she raised the corners of her lips at Forget Chen, let out a last smile, and was completely immersed in the boundless darkness.

The two dwarves stopped their knives, looked at Feng Qianxin, who had fainted, raised her leg and kicked again, and she didn't move.

"Dead?"

The two of them looked at each other and laughed, triumphant, as if they had finally relieved the anger in their hearts, and suddenly, one of the dwarves stopped laughing, and the other looked at him and gradually smiled, and asked in surprise: "Big brother, what's wrong with you?" ”

The man slowly looked back at Forget Chen, frowned, and said, "What did he just say?" ”

"What did he say?" The other dwarf also frowned, and thought about it carefully with his eyes closed, and suddenly remembered, and said, "He said, then I will protect you." ”

As soon as the words fell, the two of them looked at each other, laughed again, as if they had heard a funny joke, and laughed so much that tears flowed out.

"Just you, a lame monk, what kind of storm can you make!"

Forget Chen was lying on the ground with wooden eyes, his eyes looked at the bloody Feng Qianxin, his eyes were like a pool of water, and he couldn't see any emotion.

The dwarf looked at him, gradually smiled, walked to him with the bone knife of Feng's heart, scratched back and forth on his gray-white back with the tip of the knife, and said contemptuously: "I won't kill you, you can go." ”

Forget the dust didn't move, still looking at Feng Lingxin.

The dwarf followed his gaze and said solemnly: "She still has a breath, only nineteen knives, and eighty-one knives, rest assured that we will make up for it without a single sword." ”

"How dare you ......"

The dwarf looked at the dust on the ground in surprise, and after a moment, he came back to his senses and laughed hideously, the two laughed for a while, lowered their heads and asked, "What did you say?" ”

"You dare."

Two short words, hidden with infinite killing intent,

The two of them had never seen a person with such a cold face, although he looked down at the person not far away, his face was as heavy as water, his eyes were like knives, and a sinister aura gradually rose around his body.

The dwarf became angry and kicked Forgotten Dust sideways, but before the foot touched his body, he froze there.

Forget Chen pinched the dwarf's ankle with one hand, It was at this moment that he raised his eyes to look at him, and there was no trace of gentleness and warmth in his eyes, but only the cold light in Sen Sen's eye knife.

"You ......"

The two dwarves looked at him in disbelief.

Forget Chen slowly stood up, and with a raised arm, he lifted the dwarf up with one hand.

"Let go of me!" The dwarf lifted his back like a chicken, kicking and kicking in the air with his legs.

"Who the hell are you? How is there no poisoning? ”

With only one hand, Forget Chen firmly grabbed the throat of the dwarf slave, slowly opened and closed his lips, and spit out a few words: "The one who killed you." ”

Seeing that things were not good, the other person had a hideous face, prostrate on the ground, and ran towards Forgotten Dust with both hands as claws, Forgotten Dust coldly hooked his lips, and swept the dwarf in his hand, and the dwarf was immediately shot out.

The raptured dwarf was still holding the bone knife in his hand, at this time of crisis, his body twisted strangely, half raised his body and slashed at Forget Chen's chest, Forget Chen snorted coldly, twisted his wrist one by one, and the dwarf's arm was suddenly shattered, and then, he raised a kick in his chest, and kicked him several meters away.

"Big brother!" The other dwarf ran towards the dwarf who flew out, and the two looked at Forgetchen in disbelief and said in surprise: "Impossible, your lame ......"

Forget Chen slowly raised his legs and walked towards them, looked at the two of them condescendingly, leaned over the two of them slightly, and smiled sneeringly: "Which leg did you say?" ”

The two of them huddled together, feeling frightened, and kept begging for mercy: "Master, spare your life, please spare us!" ”

"Please?" Forget the dust spit out a word in her throat, and a sense of anger suddenly surfaced in her heart: "What were you thinking when she knelt on the ground and begged you?" ”

The two dwarves suddenly stiffened, and Forget Chen reached out and pinched the bone knife that had just been snatched back from Feng's heart, blew on the blade, and said, "You two, you both have to die today." ”

"No!" The two of them widened their eyes in fright, suddenly raised their legs and ran back desperately, forgetting that Chen sneered, bullied up, and came to the two of them in a flash, their arms lightly raised the oblique blade across, the eyes of the two dwarves were still showing disbelief, blood gushing out of their mouths, and they couldn't even scream out loud, as the neck and throat were cut alive, the head was immediately pulled down, and he died of anger!

Until he died, his eyes were full of horror, they didn't expect that this weak monk would be so strong.