It was dark, and it was so sudden that it was like a tengu eating the sun, swallowing the sun without any light. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The two swords retreated under the darkness, for there was a light in the darkness, and that was a light, but they could feel the deadly breath of the light.

This aura is a little vast, a little ancient, with bloodthirsty but a Confucian aura.

Who is it that makes this so special?

Is it a scholar who kills people with a sword?

There is indeed such a scholar in this world, but the scholar does not carry a sword but uses both hands, if you really count the weapon, the side of the waist should be able to count, but the sky-turning seal did not come out, he just let this darkness appear.

The priest of the Western Holy Divine Court once said that if God said that there should be darkness, then there would be darkness, and God said that the darkness corresponded to light, then there would be light, and this darkness was only dark for a moment, preventing Haitang and Yu Qingming from continuing to draw their swords, and then that light appeared.

There was a figure in that light, it was a scholar, dressed in a blue Confucian robe, clear as a god, with black hair flowing and natural, everything about him was so natural as if it was integrated into heaven and earth, as if there was nothing in this heaven and earth that could move him.

So why is he here?

It seems obvious that it is to save Wu Cang, because he is Wu Cang's fearlessness.

When he came, Wu Cang was naturally relieved, he didn't shout frantically like a person who grabbed a life-saving straw and let him kill them, because he knew that he couldn't kill Haitang and Yu Qingming when he came, he could save him but couldn't kill these two.

Why is this? He is he, the scholar in this world who can kill people with the seal of the world, why can't he kill these two people?

It really can't be killed, because there are still people in this world who make him jealous, and it just so happens that the person behind Haitang and Yu Qingming is the one who makes him jealous.

If he is just one person, who can stop him in this world? Who can care about what he wants to do?

It's a pity that Wu Cang knows that he won't do this, because he is not alone, and behind him is the demon clan of this Apocalypse Continent.

Yes, he is so powerful, he is the longest-reigning demon lord in the history of the demon race, but so what? Because he is powerful, he naturally carries a lot of burdens, so he has to think carefully about every shot, he needs to think carefully.

Such a scholar is no longer the murderous scholar who traveled all over the world with a seal around his waist, so when he came to Haitang and Yu Qingming, he was not afraid, he was not afraid, but the matter of killing Wucang seemed to have become not so simple.

The sky was bright again, but the sun was gone, the valley was once again warm, and the refreshing mountain wind returned, blowing in the ruins, and blowing the waves of wrinkled patterns in the stagnant water.

That person is so clear like a god, as if everything in heaven and earth has nothing to do with it, but he walks step by step like a great Confucian of the human race, and like an ancient god, what he exudes is not that kind of rotten atmosphere, but a comfortable scent of books, the kind of taste that is full of poetry and books like a teacher is likeable, but knowing his identity, knowing what he is going to do here, no one can give birth to the word like.

He stared at the begonia for a long time, until the refreshing wind in the mountains blew his hair, making him look a little happy, and then he asked, "We seem to know each other." ”

Haitang put away the sword because he felt that the sword was useless at this time, and he smiled casually: "I haven't met." ”

"Do you know why your master is called Liu Mo?"

"I don't know. ”

"Because your master behaves like me, he is not informal, and if he does not like it, he can kill him. ”

It stands to reason that Begonia should refute a sentence that the people killed by the master are all bad people, evil people, and shameless people, but he didn't say this sentence, because what kind of person should people should be, he thinks that the master can't choose, and he can't choose, so the scholar in front of him is right, informal, if you don't like it, you can kill it.

Is it true that thousands of people who don't like it want to kill them themselves? This is true, but murder and bloodthirsty are a bit nerve, so there is no need to answer this sentence at all.

"You don't believe me?"

The wind is a little urgent, but it is still a refreshing wind in the mountains, but the look of the begonia is a little dignified, because the wind is urgent, fast, so the look is solemn.

"Are you afraid?"

Haitang couldn't answer this question, so he reluctantly showed a smile, making his speech more casual: "Why should I be afraid?"

"You're afraid I'll kill you. ”

"You're not going to kill me. ”

Saying this, the scholar smiled, and he didn't know if it was because of Su Qi's confidence or his self-knowledge, but his laughter made Wu Cang very frightened, and even took a step back, and his legs fell deeper into the gravel.

No one expected the scholar to wave like this, and just beckoned like this, the refreshing wind in the mountains was still refreshing, but the refreshing wind became deadly, and the places where the wind caressed were all flying ashes.

The refreshing wind in the mountains was aimed at Begonia, so Yu Qingming stood in front of Begonia, he thought that he could block this wind, so he raised his sword.

Naturally, there were two figures around, and those two figures just flashed in Begonia's eyes and then dissipated, and no one seemed to have seen their existence but really felt their existence, because the silk and bamboo music began to accompaniment, and it was this accompaniment that made the refreshing wind in the mountains refresh, and became refreshing, so refreshing.

Silk and bamboo music, that is the sound of the pear orchard, the sound of the flute is clear, the sound of the piano is moving, the mountains and flowing water meet the bosom friend, the beginning of the sound is quiet, the ups and downs make people sigh, to the end of the end, the sound of the Xiao is high, the sound of the piano is graceful and moving, a song of the mountains with flowing water with the refreshing wind in the mountains between the valleys, can be calm, it is good, can disperse the breeze is even better.

The scholar couldn't help clapping his palms, praised him, and said with a smile: "The sound of the flute and the strings of the pear garden, you two are inseparable, and you came here naturally because she expected me to appear, so what about her? Why didn't she come to meet her old friend?"

The pear orchard is the pear orchard, the sound of the flute in the pear orchard, the strings are two musical instruments and two masters, and they are the strongest people in this world, of course, they came here naturally someone invited them to come, why did they invite them to come?

(To be continued.) )