"All changes in my heart, return to perfection?" Li Jiangyi showed a blank face, and looked at Liu Chen without blinking.

Liu Chen was stunned, seeing that Li Jiangyi didn't know the meaning of this sentence, he didn't say anything, just to test it, to try to let Li Jiangyi understand the truth for him.

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At the same time, outside Liuqing City, Liuqing City, which had lost the old man Liu's guard, faintly flashed in the mountains and forests outside the city from time to time.

The sound of horses' hooves, the wind and grass, and the dust flying.

It was a desperate run for three days and three nights, and the owner of the horse, as soon as he pulled the reins, turned into the mountains, and made a detour to avoid the murderers who were blocking the way in the mountains and forests outside the city. Halfway up the mountain, the mountain is steep, and the people and horses are tired, the horses lose their front hooves, and the people turn over on their backs.

He rolled down the hillside and slammed into an ancient tree beside him, unconscious.

On the branches of the moon, the four wild Kou Zai sounded. The crow landed on the horse's master's forehead and pecked him vigorously in the left eye. He woke up with a start, his arms trembled, and on this precipitous autumn night, he sneezed several times, and the crow panicked into the forest and disappeared.

The dark shadows that flicker under the moon stir the nerves of every nocturnal animal.

He remembered that the dignified people of the Liu clan had been chased and killed on such a day, and those murderers were committed to stealing chickens and dogs at night, if it weren't for his skill to escape the attack, I am afraid that he would have already followed in the footsteps of the previous few people.

Practice makes perfect, and three consecutive days of running and fleeing gave him some experience, but these murderers obviously knew that they were going to enter Liu Qingcheng, so they had no intention of retreating. As he gradually became more handy, he became ambitious and scheming, getting rid of these murderers at one time, and several raids failed to break through their defense line and enter Liuqing City, but it also made these murderers frantically encircle and suppress him.

A chill swept through his heart, thinking that he was also a well-known junior master in the dignified Liu clan, and he had been incognito in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and he had also accumulated a lot of prestige in the rivers and lakes.

I was going to go back to Liu Qingcheng to retreat and do penance, not to be born easily, but he was surrounded and killed here, why didn't he see that this matter was aimed at the Liu clan, he escaped when he was hunted down, and was chased all the way to this point.

He crawled forward, holding his breath, not daring to breathe. The cat leaned over and gently picked open a cluster of bushes in front of it.

I saw a sharp scimitar with a cold aura stuck in the dirt, shining in the cold moonlight. He sat on the ground with his legs limp, and he didn't know it when he pricked his buttocks.

"I was still caught up by everyone and admired below. He didn't know where his pursuers were hiding, so he had to swing at the scimitar as a sign of respect. With that, he stepped forward, pulled out his knife, and wiped it neatly at his neck.

The dignified seven-foot man, with a "snap", knelt on his knees, and the knife fell to the side; A streak of bright red blood trickled down his shoulder and neck and snaked on the ground.

The mountain night is cool, rolling the dead grass in the middle of the mountainside, and the leaves are rustling. After half an hour, there was silence all around.

After repeated confirmation, he got up with the pestle, shook off the dead leaves, tore off the thorns, sat with his legs crossed, rubbed the new wounds with his rough palms, and counted his suspicious heart.

He took out the wine gourd from his bosom, took a few sips, and poured some wine and wiped it on the wound. Only then did he pick up the knife and take a closer look at it in the moonlight.

The style of the "......." knife is rare, without collars, handguards, and jaws, and lacks blood grooves, which may have been made by an apprentice who entered the trade. The blade of the knife puzzled him the most, twisting in the middle of the process, crisscrossing each other.

"Which guy did that?" he touched his leg, which was still limp, and his face was half depressed. With a wave of his hand, the knife whistled over the bushes around him, cut out a small table, and put the wine jug just right.

Now that he is being hunted down, he doesn't believe that those people will let him go, so he can only let himself relax before the murderer finds him.

Look at this scimitar, this knife monster, and blame it.

"Sa!" a flash of sword light flashed from behind the tree. In a panic, he raised his sword to block. Under the moon, the two of them flickered and moved, and the silver light flashed.

"Whew, coward, take your life!" the man slashed with all his might. He couldn't dodge, so he had to resist with a horizontal knife, and the tiger's mouth was numb, trembling, and almost about to fall.

The red splashed his eyes, and he rolled back to leave the battle for a while, half-squatting among the weeds, and quickly wiped away the blood on his face. But under the moonlight, a headless corpse fell to the ground.

He pressed the sharp pain of the tiger's mouth, walked over and poked it with a knife, the corpse did not move, and Fang breathed a sigh of relief.

The moonlight was pale, and he stroked the flat section of the person's neck, and the corners of his mouth curved, with a touch of relief and presumptuousness. I have long been accustomed to this kind of siege and attack to kill him, but the pleasure of killing makes me almost perverted.

Looking around, a round, hairy thing in the distance had two eyes, glowing dimly in the cold night.

The moonlight faded, and the shadows in the forest faded a little. Faint rooster crowing, trance horse neighing, thin insect sound. The sound of horses' hooves was urgent, and a tiaozi flashed at the foot of the mountain.

A group of four people entered the mountain, all dressed in red linen clothes. The big man at the head had a green ribbon on his head, a big knife on his back, a wine gourd pinned to his waist, his legs clamped around the belly of the horse, and a bright spear under the horse.

Going up along the foothills, the big trees sandwich the road, and the horses gradually slow down. When I came to a wild slope, I heard a sound and saw a horse lying among the rocks. The people took off their weapons and listened to the rumors of the wind. At the end of the road, thorns are overgrown.

All four of them turned over and dismounted, and found the nearest tree to tie the reins. Suddenly, the birds in the forest flew, and the leader walked with a knife, followed by the other three.

The mountain wind rose, the red leaves spread all over the ground, and the already light feet of the four people were even more silent.

Seeing that the mountains and rocks in front of him were passes, and the intersection was erected with thorns, the leader became suspicious.

"Fourth son, you go. He shouted softly, calling his retinue to step forward and cut the obstacle.

The fourth son didn't dare to slack off, and stepped forward to chop. Suddenly, the branch pressed down, and a long strip rolled down, and the four dodged to dodge.

"It's ....... Fifth brother!"

The fourth son looked at the strip of meat next to his feet, faceless, wearing the clothes of the dying man, but still according to his thin figure, he recognized it as the small hair that was mixed together.

He held his fifth brother in both hands, and his eyes widened angrily.

"This thief, return my fifth brother's life!" put down his words, stepped on the rocks, and disappeared in three or two steps.

"Fourth son, come back!" the leader exclaimed urgently, but did not respond.

The fourth brother went crazy...... Also....... That's the fifth brother!"

"Hurry up!" the leader reprimanded in a low voice, and the others crossed the pass and hurried away. After walking about 200 steps, I was almost at the place where the frightened bird was frightened, and there was a fierce metal collision.

"Thief, take your life!" the roar of the fourth son shook the ten thousand leaves. The crowd hastened their steps and left when they heard the sound. A knife fell to the ground, and everyone was concerned.

"Ahh

It's the fourth son!

The trees swayed slightly in the distance.

"Be careful!" the leader forced his composure, relying on his momentum, and continued to chase and kill the fugitives.

As soon as he passed the shade of the forest, the leader saw the fourth son accompanied by his beloved broadsword, lying quietly under the big tree in the distance.

"Let's go and see!" the leader was a little flustered, and commanded his entourage to probe forward.

"Boss, the situation is not right!" Lao Qi felt a warmth on the back of his neck, and quickly rolled forward.

"Boom!" as if something had hit the trunk of a tree, the leader glanced back, and suddenly a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Red rain was sprinkled in the sky, and on the ground six feet away, Xiao Liu's brows were tightly locked, and he looked worried.

Lao Qi hurriedly turned around and returned, the bushes above his head flashed with silver light, Lao Qi bent down lightly to dodge, the leader couldn't dodge, and raised his knife to meet him.

Seeing the leader's unadult-like face, the old seven heads ran out of the forest without looking back.

When he arrived at the side of the horse, Lao Qili took out his knife and came to the three horses to wipe the horse's neck, and all the horses were shocked, and there were blood stains everywhere.

When Lao Qi was about to untie the reins, he noticed the footsteps following him.

Lao Qi glanced at the spear under the horse, and when the visitor chased him in front of him, he suddenly pulled out the spear and stabbed it with all his might.

The man panicked, and the knife was already difficult to handle, so he had to twist his body, and was stabbed into the shoulder socket by the gun, flying several feet away. Seeing that the man slowly got up, Lao Qi didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and hurriedly grabbed the end of the reins and was about to turn over and get on the horse.

"Seven kings and eight kings, don't come unharmed. ”

"I didn't expect it! The people who have been by your brother's side all this time are actually dignified members of the Liu clan, but I didn't expect you to dare to hit the Liu clan with your ideas, you have the courage to come and have a few sips with me. The man sat cross-legged on the ground, holding the gunshot wound in his left shoulder with one hand, and groping in his arms with the other for a long time, and took out a wine gourd.

"Big brother, you're injured, don't move! The cloth on the chest of the seventh child had been dyed red, and the fifth son pushed down the old seventh, freed the guilty horse, and hurried to check on the eldest brother's injury. The eldest brother had several laps of sackcloth wrapped around his neck, and there was a hole in his left shoulder that was bleeding.

The fifth son picked the eldest brother's hand, looked at the hole, and touched it again. It's quite light, it can be regarded as saving his life and martial arts.

"Why don't you dare, don't you know you have wine?" The eldest brother reached out on the ground with his right hand, picked up the knife, and wanted to get up, although he was held down by the fifth son, he was still arrogant.

"Big brother, don't go, beware of deception! I have wine here!" Goko took out a rag and a wine jug from his bosom, removed the cork, and poured some wine on the cloth. The eldest brother pulled down one sleeve, and the fifth son poured some wine on the eldest brother's shoulder socket and gently wiped the wound.

The wine was mixed with red, and it went down the big brother's strong chest.

"Qin, save some food. The eldest brother took advantage of the fifth son's wound to clean his wounds, snatched the wine jug and poured it into his mouth, and looked at the man: "This is the taste of numbness........ Come to think of it, you're going to be at odds with our life and death. ”

The eldest brother smashed his mouth, and the fifth son took out the strip of cloth from his arms to bandage it, and tied it tightly with his hands, but the eldest brother still seemed to be fine.

He looked at the Liu clan calmly and said, "This is the old Guo family's pepper sauce, I haven't tasted it for a long time, do you want some." ”

Goko tugged at the strap, and it was appropriate to loosen Jin. Seeing that the eldest brother's face was flushed, he smiled heartily, pointed to the horse that fell to the ground, and pointed to the Liu people, "Without the horse, you can't fly today!"

(Since some words can't be banned, they're replaced with pinyin!)