The man is not a master, but at this time, the eyes of the two guards are full of ****, and there is no defense at all, maybe in their eyes, the man does not pose a threat to them at all. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It's a pity that at the moment of death, they didn't expect that it was this lightness that cost them their lives.

The silver needle was cold, and under the thunder, it shot silently on the two guards.

"You ....."

The two guards turned around and looked at the man behind them, their fingers pointing stiffly, but they couldn't squeak.

Then the two figures slowly fell down in a dead eye, smashing up a puff of dust.

From the man's shot to the fall of the two guards, the woman never looked up, she clung to the corpse in her arms, even though it had begun to be a little cold, but she was unwilling to let go of half a minute.

The man slowly approached from a distance, crouched down and removed the silver needle from the two guards, and then used the rain dripping from the roof to wash the blood from the silver needle.

In this way, one in the temple was silently cleaning the silver needle, and the other was holding the corpse and crying, no one bothered anyone, only the thunder kept ringing.

"Why didn't you strike sooner. Suddenly, the woman spoke, but her voice was weeping, a little cold.

Hearing the woman's cold words, the man's movements stopped, he knew that the woman blamed him for not making a move earlier, so maybe her mother would not have to die, but unfortunately she didn't know that the man was powerless.

The man did not defend himself, because he knew that it was useless to say anything now, the person was dead, and although the woman was very good, it did not mean that he was obliged to save her, not to mention that he did not have the ability.

"Why don't you speak, do you masters treat human life like this?" the woman roared at the man like crazy.

When she thought of her mother's temporary scene now, she longed to break the man's body into pieces, and this ruthlessness of standing by was more hateful than the guards who killed without blinking.

"What's the difference between you and those murderous demons. ”

"Devil, devil. ”

The man's face was expressionless, as if the woman was not talking about him, and after sorting out the nine silver needles, the man also had the intention of continuing to stay, so he immediately lifted his steps and walked towards the gate.

However, when he reached the gate, he paused in his footsteps, turned around, and whispered, "You better leave this place early, so that they don't come back." ”

After the man kindly reminded him, he no longer hesitated and stepped out in the heavy rain.

The woman obviously couldn't listen to any words at this time, the hatred and the pain of losing her loved ones made her completely lose her cool, and at this moment she just wanted to avenge her mother.

Seeing that the man's figure was about to disappear into the heavy rain, the woman's reason was still blinded by hatred after all, she gently put down the corpse in her arms and picked up the guard's long sword, the blade was still glowing with cold, as cold as ever.

"I'm going to kill you. The woman's expression was distorted, and she completely lost her mind.

Thundered....

Thunder and lightning, violent storms and rain, as if they were doomed to be unquiet tonight.

The rain was pouring down, and people walked in it, almost soaking wet.

The man walked in the heavy rain, and the pea-like rain slapped on him, and he didn't care whether it hurt or not, and walked aimlessly while drinking wine.

"Stop. The woman came to the man at some point, and with a sword point, she was also in the heavy rain.

The man stopped, raised his head, and the eyes of the two met instantly, for some reason, at this moment, it was as if the heavy rain had stopped, the thunder was gone, time stood still, and the eyes of both sides seemed to have only each other.

The original dirty facial features of the two have become clear under the heavy rain, and the man was a little surprised, because the beauty of the woman was beyond his expectations, that kind of beauty is not a stunning alluring city, nor a fairy who has shed the dust, it is a kind of beauty covered with hatred and full of unwillingness, dark beauty.

While the man was surprised by the woman's appearance, the woman was also surprised by the man's age, originally in her opinion, the latter was not an old man and should be a middle-aged man, but what she didn't expect was that the age difference between the two of them was not much.

"You cold-blooded and ruthless demon, you are more hateful than those murderous guards. ”

The woman looked at the man with hatred, and she did not intend to show mercy to the man because of his age.

The man smiled, took a sip of warm wine, and said with a smile, "Do you think you have the ability to kill me?"

Being mercilessly ridiculed by the man, the woman is extremely red above the neck, the man can kill two extremely strong guards, he can kill her a woman who is powerless, what revenge will she take!?

At this time, the woman's heart began to waver, the sword in her hand trembled, and she suddenly realized that she really didn't seem to have any chance of winning.

"What's the matter? Aren't you scared?" the man approached, his eyes cold and mocking.

Seeing the man approaching step by step, the woman went from raising the sword with one hand to holding the sword with both hands, and every time the man took a step, she took a step back tremblingly, and she really began to be overwhelmed.

"Don't come here, come back again, I... I really would ....... The woman trembled so much that she couldn't even speak in a choppy manner.

"You, what can you do. The man continued to stimulate the woman, pointed to the corpse of her mother in the temple, and sneered: "Your mother died inside, the enemy is in front of you, but you can't even take revenge, how can you be worthy of the mother under the nine springs." ”

"You're a cowardly weakling, and you only have the share to be slaughtered. The man smiled coldly in the rain

"No, I'm not weak, I'm not weak. The woman kept shaking her head, she didn't want to admit that she was weak.

"You're a weakling, weak!"

The man kept stimulating the woman in his words, as if he wanted to drive her to a dead end.

"No! I'm not weak!"

The woman roared back at the man, the long sword in her hand, under the thunderous lightning, glittered, and she went crazy and stabbed directly into the man's chest.

Poof!

A mouthful of blood spurted directly from the man's mouth, and the long sword passed directly through his body, and he didn't even dodge it at all.

The woman looked at the man who was spitting blood in her mouth, although they were very close, she knew that as long as the man wanted to dodge, she would not be able to stab at all, she really didn't expect the man to dodge.

"Why?" the woman asked blankly.

"Because I have nothing left, I want to die. The man said seriously.

The woman was suddenly angry, and what the man said should be her right.

"What do you call it, I'm really nothing, my mother is a humble girl, I am a concubine, I am not treated in the family, my father does not want us, my mother and I are wandering around, and my mother has been infected with a serious illness for many years, and now she has lost her life here. ”

"Home is gone, I Yunshu can. ”

"But my mother is all I have, if she is gone, my Yunshu will die. ”

The woman who called herself Yun Shu said that her voice was deeper and deeper, and the more she spoke, the lower she spoke, and then her whole eyes lost color, like a walking corpse.

The man smiled, the blood from the corner of his mouth kept gushing out, his face was pale, although this sword did not kill with one blow, but if it was not treated in time, I was afraid that it would not take a quarter of an hour to lose too much blood and die.

"It's not like you don't have nothing. The man's consciousness began to blur, his whole body was weak, and he even had difficulty speaking.

"What did you say?" Yun Shu asked blankly.

The man held the blade of the sword and did not speak, and then under Yun Shu's stunned gaze, he held the blade and advanced step by step, the long sword passed through his body inch by inch, he came to Yun Shu without knowing the pain, the two faced each other, and the man smiled with difficulty: "My name is Jiuchen, you are my first friend in this world, and it may be the last." ”

Yun Shu looked at the man who called himself Jiuchen in a daze, listening to these inexplicable words, could they still be called friends?

And at this time, Jiuchen spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, he hung his head like he didn't have the strength, his forehead just touched Yun Shu's forehead, the two of them were almost close to each other at this moment, and even the sound of breathing between each other was so clear, he looked at Yun Shu's eyes and showed a smile.

"Live, you still have hatred!"