Xuanyuan Liuli fainted, and the whole person fell straight to the ring.

Lingluo cared about her the most, and as soon as he saw her fall, he was the first to rush out of the lounge and come to her side. It's a pity that she doesn't have any means of treatment, so she can only look at Xuanyuan Liuli like this.

Immediately afterwards, Ren Tianling and several of them also ran up.

As soon as Ren Tianxiang and Ren Tianqing came up, without saying a word, the spiritual power containing the elements of life was thrown on Xuanyuan Liuli's body as if they didn't want money. Ren Tianling even took out a complete set of special portable treatment equipment for the Dragon Society.

But Xuanyuan Liuli still didn't move, if she wasn't still breathing, the few people around her would think she was dead.

Xuanyuan Hao on the referee's bench couldn't sit still, his whole body shook, and he was ready to rush down to see what happened to his daughter.

Fortunately, the broken water stopped him, and then said: "Don't worry, she is destined for this disaster." If the knot is untied, it will be the best. You'd better not meddle. ”

......

Xuanyuan Liuli stood quietly, independent of the darkness. There was silence all around, only the sound of her breathing and heartbeat.

She saw her hands, because for some reason, her body was glowing slightly. What made her even more strange was that her hands seemed to be much smaller, like the hands of a little girl.

"Where am I?" asked Xuanyuan Liuli softly, but no one answered her.

At this moment, a picture scroll appeared in front of her. The scroll was also glowing with blood-red light, and blood-red qi could be seen churning up and down.

Xuanyuan Liuli raised his hand and gently caught the scroll. But at the moment when her fingers just touched the scroll, a fierce breath ran down her hand and went straight to her heart!

Xuanyuan Liuli was so frightened that she almost threw the scroll out. But fortunately, this fierce breath only appeared for a moment and then disappeared, and with the cultivation of the peak of the emperor level, she still stabilized her restless mind, and was not affected too much, so as not to let the Dao heart become ferocious.

Xuanyuan Liuli is now more curious about this picture. In a place where there is no light, with such a strong ferocity, there is an indescribable weirdness in this picture.

This is a dream created by Wang Tingting, but with her cultivation, this dream may not be able to be created according to her own ideas.

In other words, this is based on Xuanyuan Liuli's own heart knot, in order to let her return to the dream of fear.

What is his fear? Xuanyuan Liuli could say it almost without hesitation. There was only one knot in her heart, and it was on that rainy night...... She was the only one who survived.

Gently pulling open the scroll, Xuanyuan Liuli saw the words on it. Thirty-six blood characters are arranged on the white drawing paper, the pen is sloppy but does not lose momentum, and the words have a sharp feeling. Except for the blood-red handwriting, this is really a calligraphy that can be passed down through the ages.

Xuanyuan Liuli frowned slightly, forcibly endured the thick smell of blood emitted by the scroll, she read it out word by word: "Tears stained with blood and rain, picking up the sword with no hand, walking alone for thousands of miles at night." The whispering sound faded away, the lonely soul was scattered, and suddenly looked back that there was no king. ”

Xuanyuan Liuli didn't know why, this song resonated with her. She felt as if it were her own story.

Ten years ago, at the age of nine, she was standing on that road when it rained heavily that night.

Her hand gripped the mangled sword, swinging familiar face after face.

At that time, she wanted to cry, she cried, cried so sadly that blood and tears stained her face.

No one will sympathize with her because of her age, if she wants to live, she can only numbly swing her sword and kill the familiar brothers and sisters who care for her very much on weekdays.

Standing in the dark, she still didn't hold back after all, but she didn't cry, just let the tears run on her face.

Tears trickled down her cheeks and onto the scroll with blood written on it.

Suddenly, everything changed.

Dark clouds covered the sky, and heavy rain fell suddenly. The rain kept washing away the blood on the road, but it couldn't wash away the disgusting smell of blood.

Still as she had been then, she stood in the middle of the road, clutching a sword tightly in her right hand, a broken sword that could still be used to kill.

Xuanyuan Liuli understood, she knew where she was now.

At the end of the road, there is light, and there are people.

They were fighting each other, using their swords to kill everyone in front of them.

Some people lost their swords, so they fell; Some of them still have swords, or they are still alive, or they are dead, and their weapons have been taken by others.

It is a cruel place where only the victor can live. And there can only be one winner.

She saw him, deeper down the road, closest to the end of the road.

There were seven or eight people there, but there was no doubt that he would need to kill all the rest of them all together before he could really make it to the end and emerge victorious.

He was strong, stronger than anyone present. Xuanyuan Liuli heard the master praise him more than once.

At the peak of the fifteen-year-old ghost level, he is only half a step away from stepping into the immortal level. He is a genius and the future of the Valley of Demonic Sound.

The sword accompanied strings of blood beads in the air, and the dripping rain immediately washed away the blood stains on the blade.

One......

Two......

Three......

More fell under his sword.

He seemed to be tired, and his swing slowed down. But there was no one around to kill.

Seven or eight? Xuanyuan Liuli couldn't remember, and she didn't want to count how many corpses there were on the ground.

He gasped a few times, and his strength seemed to have recovered a lot. He raised his sword again and looked at the group of men fighting in front of him.

"That's all left, these people?" Xuanyuan Liuli heard what he said very clearly, and it was like whispering in her ear even though he was so far away.

There was lightness and forbearance in his tone, but more self-deprecation.

I've ...... Did you kill so many people?" he smiled self-deprecatingly, and stepped forward with his sword.

The group had finally spotted their most formidable foe, so instead of moving towards the people around them, they each picked up a better sword from the corpse on the ground and faced him.

Here, they no longer have the friendship of brothers, and everyone is their enemy.

"Huh. He smiled bitterly, and as soon as he took out his sword, he was like a rainbow.

But he was tired after all, and he couldn't fight anymore.

Xuanyuan Liuli saw that several people were desperately locking his limbs, making him unable to move. In normal times, these people would have died, but now, he is tired.

A man, raising his sword, stabbed him in the heart.

"No!" Xuanyuan Ruri wanted to rush over, with her swordsmanship and speed, she would definitely be able to save him.

However, she was horrified to find that she could not move, just as she had watched him be killed by the other brothers.

Blood gushed out and sprinkled on everyone's bodies.

They cheered, they cheered for one more chance of survival, they cheered for victory.

At this time, Xuanyuan Liuli felt that there was a person standing behind him. He hugged her from behind, took her hands, and held the sword in her hand.

"Senior brother, you ......"

"Yes, I'm dead. But Ruri, I don't want you to die. ”

"Senior brother, I'm ......"

"Liuli, Senior Brother will teach you for the last time...... How to use a sword. ”

There was a warm sensation on the back of his hand, not his body temperature, but the last strength contained in his body.

When the sword comes out, it is as powerful as a rainbow!

Xuanyuan Liuli didn't know how many people fell under this sword, she only knew that her senior brother also fell under their sword.

This time, blood was stained on her face, but it was vaporized by his force.

"Senior brother, is the agreement made in your name still counted? Jun Murao, Jun ...... Don't leave ......"

"Liuli, for all of us, live well......"

The temperature on the back of his hand disappeared, and Xuanyuan Liuli looked back, but the man's soul was gone.

She suddenly remembered that on that rainy night ten years ago, the first time he killed someone, and the last time he taught her how to use a sword.

He is gone, and this parting is eternal.

......

Xuanyuan Liuli opened her eyes and saw everyone's concerned gazes.

"I'm fine, thank you. Without waiting for everyone to ask her, she said first, "Team battle, I'll go alone." ”

Without waiting for everyone to answer, she had already stood up and walked straight out of the lounge, without giving anyone a chance to react.

Standing at the door of the lounge, she said softly, "Master, I understand." ”

A smile appeared on the face of the broken water flow that was no longer young: "What have you realized?"

"On that rainy night ten years ago, I realized...... Life-and-death. ”

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