"I just think he's hard to play. Lu Qiming replied to Si Wei's previous question.

With a casual flap of its wings, the phoenix could cause countless mountains and rocks to collapse, and its huge figure almost obscured the entire sky as far as it could see. Lu Qiming stood on the ground with a long knife in his hand, as small as a broken leaf compared to Feng Yuheng's real body.

Si Wei gloated and laughed: "Talking big, right? You thought you could at least kill someone again, but who knew that the next one would not be a person at all." ”

"Yes," Lu Qiming glanced at the big and small gaps on the blade of the Yue Xue knife that were collided by the phoenix feathers, and sighed: "I just said that he shed so much blood before, but he was reluctant to change his face, forgetting that his real body is so big." ”

Si Wei asked, "Are you okay then?"

"It's only okay......"

Lu Qiming forcibly suppressed the blood qi in his throat, and his figure disappeared out of thin air again The same moment he left, the golden red sea of fire had already flooded his original position.

The pitch-black knife light slashed out!

Lu Qiming spanned a distance of hundreds of zhang in an instant, and suddenly appeared on the back of Feng Yuheng's neck and slashed it with a knife.

The phoenix's body was huge, but it was incomparably swift when it flew in the void, and I saw a burst of light in the space in front of me, and the tip of the sword that was as solid as a black iron was already a red gold feather!

The wind was cold, Lu Qiming's expression remained unchanged, and in an instant, an ethereal trajectory swept out with the rules of space, and the person had appeared within the wingspan of the phoenix

The physical vital points of the Feng Clan are different from those of the Human Race, but they have no hindrance to Lu Qiming. Under his eyes, the intersection of Feng Yuheng's surrounding qi was clearly reflected, and as soon as the blade turned, he slashed out again without mercy!

The blood light bloomed, the phoenix roared in pain, and the dazzling golden light suddenly appeared

Lu Qiming had an extremely strong instinct rushing towards him, and he held the knife in front of him in time, but there was an explosion of the blade breaking in his ears, and he had no choice but to gather the power of the rules again to break through the air and retreat.

Seeing the rapid change of the objects in the foreground, Lu Qiming was able to stabilize his body in mid-air, raised his hand to take out the fragment of the blade deeply embedded in his body, threw it away with the broken knife, and took another blade from the ring at random, but it was a sword.

The sword light is clear, and it is completely different from the young man who is covered in blood.

"Swordsman Death Sword," Si Wei chuckled, "Did you really listen?"

"It's just a coincidence. Lu Qiming replied lightly, tried to move his arm, and then changed to holding the sword in his left hand.

The rain of fire in front of him suddenly spread, and the power of anger came towards him overwhelmingly, like a blood-colored meteor in the sky.

"What else can you do. Si Wei said.

Lu Qiming didn't answer, closed his eyes, and didn't think about anything.

The moment before the fire burned on him, he suddenly moved.

The long-lost sword qi rushed into the sky again, and in an instant, it turned into countless sharp mangs and went straight to the fire rain!

And all this was completely out of the instinct that remained in the depths of his consciousness, and Lu Qiming couldn't even think about it, otherwise the sword momentum would be interrupted and disappear immediately.

"No one dares to gamble on their physical instincts when they are on the line of life and death. Si Wei muttered.

"I'm still afraid of death. Lu Qiming said.

A little bit of sparks that had not been completely avoided kept rising in the air, and the light was faint, but it easily penetrated the young man's body, bursting out patches of blood mist behind him. But he seemed to be unconscious, his body did not slow down in the slightest, and the distance between him and Feng Yuheng approached most of them in a blink of an eye.

At a certain moment, the palm of Lu Qiming's right hand was hot, and he involuntarily raised his hand forward

The brilliant brilliance that bloomed out of thin air surpassed everything in the world in an instant. The fiery phoenix phantom slowly stretched its wings beside the young man, with an incomparably familiar and warm aura, with a long roar, and swooped towards Feng Yuheng in an instant!

This is the third and last blessing mark left on him by his mother.

Lu Qiming kept skimming in the sea of fire, looking up at the phantom of the phoenix who left first, and suddenly there was an unprecedented sense of wonder of fighting side by side with his mother.

"Are you really going to kill Feng Yuheng?" asked Si Wei.

Lu Qiming just smiled, shook his empty palm, raised his sword in the air, and never looked back.

In the depths of the phoenix's body, he saw a beautiful spirit bead with a pure body, and the condensed life origin and strong true power in it manifested into a regular mist and light in his eyes. Lu Qiming knew that that was Feng Yuheng's inner dan, where the Feng clan's life, once his life was destroyed, he could no longer be saved, and he was even in danger of being scattered.

The closer the distance in the biting hurricane, Lu Qiming was not moved in his heart.

To kill or not to kill, even he himself has no answer.

From the moment he regained his grip on the sword, his consciousness had already wandered into the sky, quietly looking at his body fighting in the endless flames from a high place. Since everything is done on instinct, then go on like this until the end, why bother?

Raising his hand, he designated Feng Yuheng Neidan, and the young man sacrificed his sword

It was a sword that burned his entire life.

Time and space are stagnant, and the rules are rotating.

No one knows how the sword of the gods was slashed out like that, just as no one knows what the young man thought at that time.

Feng Yuheng could only feel a strong and extremely fatal feeling that completely penetrated his entire mind in an instant, and he didn't have time to do anything, he tried all his strength to break through the air and retreat

But there was a figure that reacted before he dodged

The phoenix phantom screamed and wept between the two equally blood relatives, and did not hesitate to raise its wings to block the sword!

Lu Qiming knew how heavy his blow was, and the Phoenix Phantom suddenly stopped between him and Feng Yuheng, and his chest and abdomen were torn apart by the long sword in an instant, and a huge void was torn out by the long sword!

The phantom was full of Feng Lingru's breath, and the blade was deeply submerged, and Lu Qiming felt that there was no difference between stabbing his mother with his own hands! Under the huge pain in his heart, he could only desperately retract his strength and hurriedly retreat back

The phantom had no substance, and as soon as Lu Qiming stopped, the void quickly began to recover, which made him feel a little comforted.

"Fortunately ......"

Before he could finish a sentence, Lu Qiming had already felt that the black shadow in front of him was obscured, and he had a sharp pain in his chest in a trance, and the whole person had been thrown high by an irresistible huge force.

A chaotic feeling of weightlessness, followed by a spine that seemed to hit something, and then fell down, touching the ground.

Lu Qiming couldn't help but lean over and cough violently, spurting out all the dark blood clots. But his gaze paused for only a brief moment, and then he looked up into the air again, unconcerned.

The field of vision had become extremely narrow, most of it was dim darkness, and Lu Qiming could only barely see a small piece of space in the middle. He vaguely saw two phoenix shadows flying around each other, and couldn't tell which one was Feng Yuheng and which one was his mother.

The phoenix soars in the sky, its wings as red as fire, and it is as beautiful as an illusion.

If her real body was here, she would definitely look better than the phoenix that Feng Yuheng turned into. Although he had never seen it, it must have been like this.

Lu Qiming looked at it intently, forgetting everything.

The heat of the palm was followed by nothingness, and there was nothing left. And the phoenix in the sky is intimate, and they can feel the breath of familiarity and closeness to each other without any imprint, and they belong to the breath of close relatives.

So beautiful, so similar, they are real relatives.

How could she be willing to hurt her brother? Such an outcome was deserved, and he should have thought of it.

The phoenix phantom gradually became illusory with time, and when it dissipated, the sky was full of golden-red streamers. Feng Yuheng also turned into a human body again and walked towards him.

Lu Qiming silently withdrew his gaze and tried to move his body, but without success.

The pain is not too obvious, most of what Lu Qiming can feel is cold and numb, and his body does not obey the call, and it may no longer be his own. Tossing and turning like this several times, he stopped, only to feel that the tired tide was drowning himself, and he didn't want to do anything but fall asleep immediately.

There are some questions that Lu Qiming has always been reluctant to think about, just like he still didn't confess his identity to his grandfather after recovering his memory.

What can the so-called nine generations, the people who have crossed the world, be counted? For Feng Lingru, this is actually a strange soul that occupies her child's body. If she knew this fact, she might have to treat it as an enemy.

If it weren't for him, she would have raised a normal child, who had always been safe and sound, and had a happy and happy family. And not as it is now.

Lu Qiming never felt that this identity was a good thing. He didn't want to remember his past life at all, and he didn't want to do it now, but now it's useless to talk about it.

Constant coughing, vomiting blood, coughing, vomiting blood, and constantly repeating. Lu Qiming lowered his eyes and looked at the bright red, and suddenly felt that it was nothing. On the contrary, it was like he was desperately fighting Feng Yuheng before, what was the picture, would he live for half a night?

There are two worlds in the past life and this life, the heavens and the earth are big, but none of them have anything to do with him. It's just this lonely soul, and it's really not a pity to be scattered.

After all, it was also the grace of birth and nurturing, could he really kill her biological brother in return?

The land in the depths of winter is cold and calm, and no matter how far you walk alone, you can't hear an echo, and after a long time, you will forget why you insisted in the first place.

Vaguely approaching with the sound of rare footsteps stepping on the snow, Lu Qiming smiled silently, and dispersed the last strength in his hand, no one knew.

This may be the result that Cheng Yuan wants to see. He had learned what real murder was.

The phantom of the phoenix, which was as light as mist in the sky, spun back, slowly landed, and spread its wings to embrace the boy on the snow in his arms.

Although it is useless and not a real person, at least there is a trace of residual heat left, which can remind Lu Qiming of a long time ago.

The days went on and on, the years passed very slowly, nothing had happened, and the ignorant child was still running around the yard at home, enjoying the love of his parents and relatives unscrupulously, thinking that it was just the most ordinary day of his life, and everything he had at this moment was taken for granted, and it will never change in the future.

How nice.

Lu Qiming gradually relaxed his body and closed his eyes silently.

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