Chapter 108: Remembering his life in the sound of broken intestines

"Whoosh-" The sound of breaking the air came suddenly, like a sharp whistle from a cowherd baby. At www.biquge.info the moment when the three old men were about to launch a stone shocking attack, three stones suddenly hit the three people's points.

The soul of the dead is in full swing, this is the mood of the three old men at the moment when they react. The killing move originally prepared for the woman in black instantly turned around and attacked behind him.

At the moment when the smoke and water vapor were filled, when all the black-clothed killers were shocked by the sudden change, a sword light suddenly exploded in the dark night.

Ning Yue had to give a thumbs up to the woman in black, which was really good for the timing control. Moreover, the sword light of the woman in black did not attack the old man who was obviously leading, but at the easternmost old man who had never moved from beginning to end.

Joan Xing was trained by them, so no one knew each other better than them. The horror of the three old men in black refreshed Qiong Xing's cognition every time.

Even though they have been together for twelve years, Qiong Xing still doesn't know their true colors. I only know that they are good at using knives and a secret weapon. And the last one is also the old man who Qiong Xing stabbed with a sword, Qiong Xing has never known what she is good at.

Therefore, Qiong Xing made a move against that old man, because she had no other choice, no matter which one she dealt with, Qiong Xing's survival rate was only thirty percent. And she didn't want to die yet.

"Snort-" The sword slashed, and the old man suddenly felt the scorching murderous aura like the scorching sun behind him. The figure retreated violently, as if the space flickered, and moved a foot, avoiding Qiong Xing's killing move and the sword blade.

The old man's shirt was cut open, and a layer of powder as white as frost stirred. Joan Xing was startled, but it was too late. The powder inhaled for a moment and I only felt dizzy.

Biting the tip of his tongue violently, the stinging pain changed his mind to be clear in an instant. The body exploded, and once again escaped the encirclement and ran wildly into the depths of the forest in the distance.

"Hmph! If you are caught in the Yin and Yang Hehuan Scatter, you won't be able to escape! When we catch you, we will take your red pill first and then take your Yuan Yin! Chase-"

Walking the rivers and lakes, I am fortunate to be fortunate to learn a subtle light skill, and I don't feel much when I have been with Yu Lang before. And at this moment, Ning Yue finally felt the crushing of Tianya Yue in terms of level.

The killer in black is good, but it's just good. If you want to compare it with Ning Yue, it is not half a star. If they were chasing Ning Yue, it was estimated that they wouldn't even be able to eat ashes. However, Qiong Xing's light skills turned out to be worse than the three old men.

Ning Yue followed them closely, but she was secretly anxious in her heart. If you escape the law like this, it will be a matter of time before you are caught up. In the absence of an advantage in speed, running away would have been self-defeating. Just like when a beast of prey is hunting, only when the prey is fleeing is the best time for them to strike.

"No, we have to find a strong terrain to fight back, or at least get into a tug-of-war! But here...... What terrain is easy to defend and difficult to attack?" As Ning Yue pondered, a spiritual light instantly echoed in his mind.

Ning Yue may not have been in Jinling for a long time, but he has a good habit of writing down the map of that area first thing he does when he goes to a place. At least you can't get lost when you go out to play, right? Thanks to the Heavenly Shogunate's meticulous dossier building, as well as the brain that soared straight after the innate realm, Ning Yue almost remembered all the sixteen counties of Jinling Mansion in his mind.

And on the outskirts of Jinling City, there is a more famous deserted temple Panruo Temple. The reason why it is famous is because the temple has manifested miracles, and there have been eighteen arhats with golden bodies.

And becoming a deserted temple was also excluded by Buddhism because of its bold intervention in secular disputes. After presiding over the death, the three disciples of the sect went down the mountain one after another to find another master, so the temple was abandoned.

However, the terrain of the temple is good, and the independent hill is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Moreover, the temple is located on the top of a narrow mountain, and the entire top of the mountain is less than three acres of land, which can afford to settle the temple. It is no wonder that the Five Kings rebelled fifty years ago, and when they saw Emperor Rongren hiding in the army of Pranyosa Temple, they could not rush up.

Ning Yue felt that it was a good place, and it was definitely a good place. His mind flowed, and in an instant, he rushed to the side of the temple. With a gentle slap of his palm, the guqin deftly jumped to Ning Yue's palm. The right hand flew, and a golden iron horse rippled out of the strings.

"Whoosh-" Qiong Xing, who had fled for his life, suddenly turned back and turned into a ghost and rushed away in the direction of the sound of the piano. The killers who were chasing after him stopped suddenly.

"Piano?" said an old man in a deep voice.

"In the middle of the night, in the wilderness! It's not a ghost who plays the piano, it's someone looking for death!"

"I heard that Fuqin Gongzi likes to play the requiem in the middle of the night, a frightening ghost door opens, and the charm and spirit come......!

"Hmph! If Fuqin Gongzi is coming, how can he hide in the shadows and pretend to be a ghost? Don't drive Fuqin's piano sound? What about the top 24 nights in Jinling Shen Mansion? I guess, it should be a nosy stunned young man! Chasing-"

Ning Yue rushed all the way, the almost vertical cliff seemed to be flat, and she rushed all the way to the top of the mountain. The temple has been abandoned for decades, and the grass and poplars are all gone, but the two-person high bronze bell in front of the door is as thick and solid as it has gone through wind and rain.

Carved beams of cobwebs, screens of torn paper. The Buddhist temple behind him looks more like the Senluo ghost temple, and under the quiet moon, Ning Yue sat down as if he had attained the Tao. The guqin in front of him reflected a hazy light under the moonlight.

"The opportunity is given to you, it's up to you whether you can grasp it-"

The sound of the piano is around, and a song is proud of the rivers and lakes. Originally, this song was played by the ensemble of the qin and flute, but the sound quality of Ning Yue's guqin was a little sharp, and the whole song was played with the lingering of the piano silk and the penetrating power of the flute sound, which was also suitable for killing the night under the moon.

Halfway through the song, the sound of the wind in the air came out, and the figure of the woman in black was a little embarrassed, and her originally fair face had become crimson under the moon.

The clothes were messy, the green silk was like a waterfall, and what surprised Ning Yue the most was the half-exposed fragrant shoulders. A crimson belly pocket ribbon almost blinded Ning Yue's eyes......

The woman in black finally met this mysterious person who had been secretly helping each other. Ning Yue was dressed in a green shirt, and she played the piano under the moon with a calm expression. The star-eyed sword eyebrows were as carefree as a fairy, if it weren't for the chasing soldiers coming from behind, she really wanted to stop and watch.

"It's him!" Qiong Xing's heart flashed with a hint of understanding, but his figure did not pause at all and shot towards Ning Yue. In an instant, he passed by Ning Yue and shot into the depths of the ruined temple.

"Huh?" Ning Yue's brows furrowed slightly, and at the moment when Qiong Xing rubbed shoulders with him, he smelled a faint smell in his nostrils, and the pharmacist skill instantly analyzed the ingredients and efficacy of this medicine.

"Arouse lust, the lust is uncontrollable, and it takes an hour of continuous intercourse to detoxify-"

"Is this medicine for snakes? An hour? Even the cows have to turn into beef jerky. Ning Yue's complaint had just flowed, and the fluttering sound sounded again. More than a dozen figures rushed towards them like bats, and when they saw Ning Yue playing the piano alone, they all stopped and showed vigilant eyes.

"There are friends from afar, don't you say-"

"Don't make a mistake about yourself, young man!" said the old man's voice, sharp as a cat's meow.

The sound that seemed to be pinched was unusually uncomfortable to hear. Ning Yue didn't know if they were deliberately making their voices to hide something or if it was originally like this, but it was this disgusting voice that made Ning Yue have no psychological burden on them.

Most importantly, you went out of your way to kill Kochi and put a label of failure on your otherwise perfect resume. The new hatred and the old hatred were counted together, which made Ning Yue's killing intent instantly arouse and rush straight to the top of the clouds.

"When-" an epilogue, like the waves of water that ripple from the oars. A crescent moon with moonlight surged out of the strings. It was as if the waves of air and water were stirring away towards the killers on the other side.

"It's not good! It's sword qi! Retreat!" The old man's face changed drastically, and as he spoke, his body had already flown up like a wild goose.

The three old men reacted quickly, and they had already dealt with Ning Yue's sword qi in advance when it had not yet been activated, but they were able to avoid the sweep of the sword qi. But a group of subordinates who came with him fell into blood mold.

The sword qi emitted by the Qin Yin Sword Spirit is invincible in the same realm, and because he is a sword qi that is shot based on the sword fetus, even if it is wind and rain in the innate realm, he will not dare to connect it hard. Between heaven and earth, there are only three people who can condense the sword fetus, and Ning Yue is the fourth.

This kind of sword qi is simply a second of air. As if the breeze was blowing, the three old men took off and did not forget to look down at it. But just one glance scared the three of them into a catastrophe.

More than a dozen people were stopped and cut off without even screaming, like cutting wheat. Even if they are as cruel as theirs, they can't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

A sword qi was drawn, and Ning Yue's internal force had already gone by more than half. This is still the result of inadvertently absorbing Yuehua's epiphany tonight. Otherwise, this sword qi was thrown out, and Ning Yue could almost enter the mouth cannon mode.

"Remembering my life in the sound of broken intestines!" With a hook of his little finger, the internal force blended with the strings, and a lonely mood flowed around Ning Yue's body. The spiritual intent intersected with the sound of the qin, and in an instant, Ning Yue understood that the sword spirit of the qin heart was not that he did not cultivate the sword intent, but that the sound of the qin was the sword intent.

"Snort-" A crescent moon sword qi seemed to pluck the heartstrings of a sad person, and it was quickly drifted into the distance by the sound of the piano. The sound of that piano was very loud and sharp. Listening to the clarity that gave people a shock in their ears, it also gave the three old men in the air a terrifying horror.

As fast as the sound of the piano is, as fast as the sword qi is. While the three of them were still shocked by the shocking scene caused by the sword qi, the three old men heard the sound of the piano almost at the same time. And when he heard the sound of the piano, it also meant that Ning Yue's sword qi had arrived.

It's a pity that Ning Yue's internal strength is insufficient, otherwise a single sword qi would have slashed all three of them. The crescent moon passed, still as silent as the breeze.

The two old men were so angry that they smashed down like two meteors.

"Boom-" The two stood side by side in front of Ning Yue, their legs firmly stuck to the rocks under their feet, and their eyes stared coldly at Ning Yue, who was playing the piano by herself. They think that this hairy boy is looking for death-

"Tick-" A drop of warm water landed on the tip of an old man's nose.

"It's raining?" (To be continued.) )