Chapter Ninety-Seven: Mo Baiyang

"Now, who has the better chance of winning?"

The pothos knife in Sun Luosheng's hand, red blood beads slipped from the blade to the tip of the knife, and then dripped into the snow.

The pothos is a sharp knife, as thin as a cicada's wings, and after the blood beads slide off, it is so bright that you can't see half a trace of blood.

Blood does not leave a trace.

The wind whined the pothos and made people chill.

Especially when this knife was held in the hand of a Saint-level assassin.

Sun Luosheng looked at the half-grown boy in front of him, in fact, since he entered Chang'an City, Sun Luosheng had noticed this young man who was very close to his female disciple, although his cultivation was shallow, but his understanding was extremely high.

That night in the tavern and beside the East Lake, Sun Luosheng actually felt that Li Changfeng was very pleasing, if there was a day when his cultivation was strong enough to become a prince, it would not be a good thing to be able to match him with Wenren Lixue.

But later learned that Li Changfeng turned out to be the orphan of the emperor, and Sun Luosheng only sighed in his heart.

The identity of the emperor's orphan is destined to the end of this young man.

Even if he wasn't killed by himself, he was killed by the elders of other sects.

Not to mention that the main hall of the Rakshasa Hall has been passed on by flying pigeons, and Xue Jianzhai has issued a nirvana order, and Li Changfeng must be killed.

In this world, no second Li Guhong is allowed.

Lin Bixiao took a step faintly, wanting to get closer to Li Changfeng.

Although Sun Luosheng's cultivation is far inferior to Lin Bixiao, in the same way, in terms of speed and assassination, Lin Bixiao is also far inferior to Sun Luosheng.

If the green pothos blade stabbed towards Li Changfeng, Lin Bixiao was not sure that he could block it.

But alas.

The golden cicada turned sideways slightly, blocking Lin Bixiao's way.

"No matter how strong Jishitang's true yuan is, my old man can still do it if he wants to stop you for a while. Jin Cicada looked at Lin Bixiao and said coldly.

Li Changfeng looked at Lin Bixiao and said: "I am grateful that my predecessors can come to Fengxue Pavilion to save me, if Changfeng can escape this catastrophe this time, I will go to Jishitang to thank you." ”

He turned his head to look at Sun Luosheng and said, "Sister Sun." ”

Sun Luosheng suddenly thought of the messy wine table in the midnight tavern, in the dim candlelight.

Li Changfeng said: "Maybe you haven't looked at me squarely, but since I know that you are Xiaoxue's master, I have always regarded you as a sister." ”

"If it weren't for you, maybe I wouldn't have met Xiaoxue, but again, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be where I am today. ”

"But I don't want to die yet, I still have a lot of things to do. So old hatreds, old grudges, grievances and past grievances, let's end them together"

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When Li Changfeng opened his mouth to call her sister, Sun Luosheng's heart throbbed slightly.

This teenager probably doesn't deserve to die.

But once Li Guhong and the Eight Formations are involved, he must die.

The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty.

Sun Luosheng said calmly: "You are a good boy, I'm sorry." ”

As soon as the words fell, she lifted the pothos knife in her hand, the knife surface was as thin as a cicada's wings, smooth and dazzling, and the cold light burst out.

The blade stabbed towards Li Changfeng.

The moment Sun Luosheng took out the knife, Lin Bixiao and Jin Chanzi shot almost at the same time······

Gu Sihai pulled his bow and pinched arrows towards Sun Luosheng, but a gilded flying sword suddenly appeared in front of him.

Seven Star Dragon Abyss.

Wei Chuting and Bai Ye confronted Gu Sihai coldly.

Even Elder Zhishan, who said that Li Changfeng would be proud of the spring breeze and saw all the Chang'an flowers in one day, was inevitably dragged down and unable to help.

Elder Zhishan guessed the beginning, but not the end.

Li Bezhi roared in the carriage, she was helpless.

For the first time in the mountains and forests of Chenjiagou, Li Changfeng was picked by the fangs of the wild boar king and broke his intestines, and the young Li Bezhi was very helpless.

The second time Li Changfeng carried a knife to kill Chen Aman, Li Bei couldn't persuade him, and he was also helpless.

The third time Li Changfeng was seriously injured by Chen Aman, Li Bezhi was the most helpless.

But she used to at least find Uncle Gen and A-Niang.

Today, even the powerhouses of the Holy Realm were present, but they couldn't prevent Li Changfeng from being killed.

This may be the most helpless and helpless time in Li Bezhi's past years.

Xiaoqing and Xiaobai were in tears, and they held Li Bezhi's hands tightly.

Li Changfeng closed his eyes, and everything in the past spun rapidly in front of his eyes.

Mother's foot pain needs to be treated, Uncle Gen's big cigarette bag is estimated to have been replaced, Yan Jiaoxi's husband doesn't know if there is any news, Shu Mingyue and Situ Qianjin should miss their braised elbows very much, right? The dean doesn't know if his belly is still so big, and Senior Brother Ziyou doesn't know where it is now······

He suddenly felt a heat on his face, and a viscous liquid sprayed thin on his cheeks.

Li Changfeng opened his eyes, his eyes cracking.

He said that it was not good to wear plain clothes all the time, so the girl changed into a red makeup and put on a wrap dress.

He said that when he was free, he took her to the streets to buy clothes and jewelry, but it was only a lip service.

He said that he wanted to agree to three requests, but only one was fulfilled.

He said that he was fine, but in fact, that night, the girl could see that he was very uncomfortable.

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I met this girl in Jinniu Town, and followed him all the way to Chang'an, Kyoto, and everything in the past is vivid, as if it was yesterday.

But at this moment, this girl stood in front of him, and the long knife was as thin as a cicada's wings, but it was unusually sharp, piercing the light gauze wrap she had specially put on, piercing her chest, and coming out of her body.

The knife was dyed blood red again.

Li Changfeng stretched out his hand and wanted to hug Xie Hong's makeup.

It was at this time that the mutation protruded.

Sun Luosheng's knife was still facing forward, and it was not enough to pierce the red makeup, she also had to pierce Li Changfeng.

But she also had a knife stabbed in the back.

And as far as the afterglow came, she was instantly furious.

The knife behind Sun Luosheng is too familiar.

Colorful blade, vermilion long blade.

It's just that she couldn't imagine that her proud disciple would dare to face her with a long knife just for the sake of a young man, and he still used the red pill she gave to the other party.

Wenren Lixue carried a knife and stabbed Sun Luosheng in the back.

She thought about this knife for a long time, but after thinking about it, the hand holding the knife became more and more steady.

She understands what she's doing.

Sun Luosheng's pothos knife couldn't go any further, but drew the knife back, deflected the blade, and slapped it sideways on Wenren Lixue's arm.

A crisp crack of bone came over.

Hearing this, Lixue fell headlong into the snow, and the red pill fell to the ground, panting, and spat out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

She couldn't lift the knife anymore, but she was at ease.

Because of the favor owed, it was finally paid off.

"You rebel, you dare to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors! Don't forget, you can have the cultivation you have now, and you are all brought up by the teacher!" Sun Luosheng roared, with anger that he had never felt before.

She didn't understand that Wenren Lixue would do such a stupid move!

Wenren Lixue said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, master." ”

Sun Luosheng's face was cold, and her gaze was even colder.

Red Pill was picked up by her and held in her hand.

She looked at the lying in the snow panting and panting, and her cold words did not carry a trace of emotion: "Even if you deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, you have to save him, then I will kill him to show you, Xiaoxue, you are too disappointing for the teacher!"

Hearing that Lixue was in tears, she glanced at Li Changfeng.

Li Changfeng hugged the red makeup, and his eyes kept falling on the cheeks of the red makeup.

That kind of look, Wen Renli Xue has seen it, and Li Changfeng has also seen himself with that kind of look.

At this moment, her heart suddenly ached.

Her heart hurt more than her broken hand.

Sun Luosheng walked over step by step with a knife.

Li Changfeng raised his head to look at her, his eyes were red.

"Give me a good time!" Li Changfeng said with red eyes, almost gritting his teeth word by word.

Sun Luosheng's face was fierce: "Okay! If you want to be happy, I'll give you a good time!"

The knife fell.

Li Changfeng's eyes and his head, but there was no dodge.

He is not afraid of death, but only of guilt in his heart.

He owes too much to the people around him.

At this moment, Sun Luosheng's knife was no more than an inch away from Li Changfeng's eyes, and suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Sun Luosheng's eyes widened, and Li Changfeng's eyes were attracted by that hand.

There was a man who pinched the blade, and this hand was very ordinary and the joints were thick.

Sun Luosheng found that he couldn't move at all, and the other party simply pinched the blade with two fingers, but he couldn't even draw the knife.

So she looked up and saw a stranger on the side.

The other party was fifty or sixty years old, with a warm smile on his face, wearing a blue gown, showing the wisdom of a wise man in his eyes, and a pair of black cloth shoes, looking no different from an ordinary private school teacher.

He smiled and said, "I'm sorry, this little boy, you can't kill." ”

Sun Luosheng was stunned: "Who are you?"

"Under Mo Poplar. The smile on his face was like a spring breeze.

Sun Luosheng turned around and said in a low voice, "What if I have to kill him?"

Mo Baiyang smiled and shook his head: "You can't kill it." ”

As soon as his words fell, the two fingers that clamped the pothos were slightly wrong, only to hear a crisp sound of ding, and the pothos knife was broken into two.

Sun Luosheng's eyes widened, and he was in a dilemma for a while.

Although the pothos is the most powerful weapon in the world, although it is not indestructible, this pothos knife is held in Sun Luosheng's hand, and what is injected into it is the Pei Ran Zhenyuan of a Saint Realm powerhouse, and the person in front of him, who calls himself Mo Baiyang, can easily break the pothos, and quietly appears beside him.

How terrible will his cultivation be?

Sun Luosheng guessed that he might have reached that threshold, and he was only one step away, and he should be able to reach the God King Realm.

So she took two steps back and looked at the golden cicada.

If you want to defeat this person, I'm afraid that only two people can do it together.

Lin Bixiao also saw what Sun Luosheng meant, so he took a step towards Mo Baiyang.

The situation seems to have quietly changed again, and the appearance of Mo Baiyang has broken this balance.

However, his words once again broke the balance.

Mo Baiyang smiled and said, "Not only can't you kill him today, but I also have to take him away." ”

Lin Bixiao was stunned for a moment, and looked at Mo Baiyang's eyes suddenly turned cold.