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Now he only felt that the blood in his body was boiling, and the violent qi in his body gushed out. Only the wonderful wail and sweet crimson could alleviate the irrepressible restlessness a little.

Blood, is it so beautiful...

Liuyun stared at the puddle of red on the ground, thinking indifferently. Then, the red eyes swept to the side, and the figure moved, chasing after another person from the Black Eagle Village who had fled.

Why run away? Isn't it good to meet death obediently?

Liuyun caught up with the man and cut off his head with a single sword. The warm liquid splashed on Liuyun's fair face, and he subconsciously stroked it with his hand.

It's so warm, the temperature of life, I want to feel it more!

Bloodthirsty thoughts filled Liuyun's mind, driving him to involuntarily want to kill. With the next prey reflected in his gaze, the corners of Liuyun's mouth opened a cruel arc...

"Ah~~" Lai Wu, who was fleeing, let out a miserable scream and fell to the ground. Before, he only felt a cold wind on his back, and then his waist was cold, and he fell down.

At this time, the warmth from his abdomen made him reach out and touch it, in addition to the familiar stickiness, there was also a sense of incongruity, as if something that should have existed had suddenly disappeared.

As if he understood something, Lai Wu trembled and turned his gaze back, but caught a glimpse of a scene that frightened his soul.

Gone! The lower half of his body is gone!!The parts that should be connected are gone!! and half of his body is lying quietly on the ground one step away, blood mixed with unknown objects slowly flowing out of the neat incision.

"Ahh

The whole day was so illusory for him. First of all, the big boss who was like a god was seriously injured, and a sloppy swordsman came to kill at night, and the second master was cut in front of him, and now his waist was broken. How can all this be true! How can it be true! So it's just a dream, it's just a dream.

Lai Wu, who denied reality, kept muttering "It's all a dream", but no matter how he escaped, the heart-eating pain in his waist and the gradually weakening consciousness seemed to be mocking his powerless struggle.

"Click, click", the sound of stamping on blood and water sounded, but it was the flowing clouds on the side that came slowly. He was only a little interested in Lai Wu's dying performance, but there were only three words over and over again, and he felt that the boring Liuyun was ready to end his life.

He paced to Lai Wu's side, raised his hand and waved his knife, his scarlet eyes with a hint of cruel excitement.

The silver light swept by, and Lai Wu's head rolled to the side. His loose eyes were wide open, and there was a thick color of disbelief in them, and he thought he was in a dream until he died.

But Liuyun didn't even look at him, and went straight to the others.

"Ahh

"Help!Who's going to save me!!"

"Spare me, I'll mend my ways..."

“......”

The clouds were slaughtering, the sorrow that lingered in his ears made him happy, and the blood stained in his hands thrilled him. No matter how the other party begged or cried, he had only one response - kill!

In the dead night, the wielding blade plays a withered lament...

In the cottage, after the drunken customer dealt with the wild duck, he strode in the direction of the scholar's escape. He had expected a lot of results, but the picture in front of him really surprised him.

Was this man, who was full of evil spirits like hellish demons, still the honest and kind young man he knew? He used to be troubled and confused by the murder of wicked people, but now he was so happy with it? The hideous bloodthirsty face made the drunken guest's heart palpitate.

After a moment of sluggishness, the drunken guest sensed that something was wrong, which should not be such a ridiculous reason as Liuyun's natural seizure. His eyes are red, his expression is crazy, and his movements are disorderly, more similar to the situation of going mad. However, now is not the time to get to the bottom of it, and stopping his rage is the key.

Let's see if words can wake him up.

Thinking so, the drunken man raised his sword on guard while shouting: "Little brother!

Liuyun heard the sound and turned his head. However, the blood-stained eyes showed a look of joy to see the hunt. Quickly settling the man in front of him, he rushed straight with a knife.

"Liuyun! you can recognize me, drunk..."

Before the drunken guest finished speaking, the knife in Liuyun's hand fell straight down. At present, he will not be merciful, and his moves are all done with all his might. The sharp knife carried the strong wind, and even blew the emanation from the forehead of the drunken guest.

However, the drunken guest will not fight hard, and he spun his feet and dodged. At the same time, with a flick of his right hand, the soft sword slashed towards Liuyun's wrist, intending to surrender his weapon first.

Liuyun was delirious at the moment, ignoring the blade in front of him, but faintly excited, not only longing for the blood of others, but also his own. Still, he won't be submissive. I saw that his left shoulder led his big arm, and his big arm carried his small arm, and he slammed the drunken customer's door with a heavy punch.

This unintentional attack on the enemy must be saved, so that the drunkard had to withdraw his sword momentum and take a step back to avoid the blow of the mountain and rubble.

Liuyun "is unforgiving", and with a turn of his right hand, the blade in mid-air changed from a split to a straight slash towards the drunken guest's abdomen.

In the face of this menacing knife, the drunken man leaned on his back to the sky, his vest pressed against the ground, and a standard iron plate bridge dodged. At the same time, the drunken man slapped his left hand on the ground, and while maintaining a lying position with his calf as the axis, he turned to Liuyun with his sword swept towards his leg. It seems that he wants to take the opportunity to cut Liuyun in order to restrict his movement.

Liuyun's scarlet eyes caught a glimpse of the sword light on the ground, and he was not moved at all, as if he forcibly changed his tricks and slashed towards the drunken guest.

The drunkard is helpless, if it is an enemy of life and death, he has a way, but in this situation, he can only connect the dots under his feet and choose to retreat. A few steps away, the drunken guest straightened up and stood in the middle of the field.

Looking at the flowing clouds opposite, the drunken guest's solemn face was completely drunk. For the person in front of you, that kind of deceptive performance is of little use, because he doesn't care about your state at all, he just knows how to kill blindly.

"Tsk, children and mad dogs are trouble, especially when the two are combined, it's a big trouble~~" The drunk smacked his lips and teased himself to relieve the depression in his heart.

He also has a headache at the moment. Kill Liuyun, that's impossible. However, it is also difficult to capture the wound without killing. Looking at his current appearance, he will not frown even if he breaks his hands and feet, and the crazy posture of the desperate Saburo makes people feel worried.

"It's difficult...", taking a sip of wine, the drunken guest sighed slightly. The words "Du Kang relieves worries" are vividly interpreted in him, and even when he is so nervous, he does not forget to take a small bite.

And Liuyun, who was half a zhang away, was not pursuing in place, and Fang Cai's reluctant knife made his right arm muscles extremely uncomfortable, and he was adjusting his state at the moment. This kind of behavior is like a wild beast licking its claws and preparing to hunt.

The night wind blew, and the two faced each other for a while, but it was Liuyun who took the lead in pounceing on his "prey". This "prey" was much more interesting than the previous ones, and he couldn't help but be enthusiastic about it.

In the shadow of the sword and sword, the two tossed and turned, and exchanged hands in a dazzled manner.

Liuyun has no taboos, and the more he fights, the more excited he becomes. In contrast, drunk customers are worried, and the more they fight, the more aggrieved they become.

Liuyun, who went all out, was still more tricky than the drunken guest expected, and it was not at all like the kid he had before leaving. Whenever he was about to hit Liuyun, he would attack with no death, forcing the drunk to dodge. So don't look at the fierce battle between the two, but it is not real, and the tricks are all in vain. Liuyun is a can't be cut, and a drunk guest is a last resort.

The sound of "dang" was avoided by the drunken customer, so he could only take it hard.

Feeling the tremendous power coming from the sword, the drunken man hurriedly took the blade on one side and unloaded the strength with the soft blade.

He could feel that Liuyun relied on the strength of his body itself, not using internal force to strengthen his muscles like he did. It's a pity that his own internal strength is not strong enough, so he can only bless his body, and he can't inject weapons or release them to the enemy, otherwise it will be much easier to deal with.

In the blink of an eye, Liuyun was already swinging his sword, and he didn't care what the drunken guest was thinking. The surging battle intent and bloodthirsty killing intent made him only have the idea of killing in his mind, and he didn't care about anything else.

Seeing this, the drunken guest sighed secretly, and quickly moved to his hind legs, putting some distance from Liuyun. He doesn't have any good ideas at the moment, and the only thing he can do is to save his strength for a good opportunity. However, looking at the other party's fierce dragon, it seems that the only way to prepare for a long-term battle is to be prepared.

At this moment, a furry white creature suddenly sprang out not far away, heading straight for Liuyun.

And this figure is Xiaoli. She had been waiting in the woods outside the cottage with peace of mind. However, ever since Liuyun's crazy laughter reached her ears, she was a little restless, and her little paws were scratching on the ground one by one. She was eager to see what was going on, but Liuyun's admonition before leaving made her steps shrink back, and two diametrically opposed thoughts clashed in her little head.

In the end, perhaps it was worry that prevailed, maybe it was the heart of the sister and brother, or something else, Xiaoli resolutely left the hiding place and ran over in search of the smell of the flowing clouds.

When she rushed to the vicinity of Liuyun, the strong smell of blood and the manic aura made her instinctively afraid, but there was always an inexplicable emotion in her heart that supported her, making her go forward bravely regardless of herself. She didn't understand this feeling, she just wanted to go to the man as soon as possible, calm his emotions, and return to their daily frolicking routine.

In the field, when the drunken guest saw the white figure, he was shocked at first, wasn't that Liuyun's baby pimple? I didn't see it before, and I thought it was something wrong with the crazy Liuyun, but I didn't expect it to jump out of nowhere now.

His surprise was followed by worry. That kid doesn't recognize his six relatives now, isn't this little thing looking for his own death in the past at this moment? He didn't want Liuyun to regret it after he woke up, so he didn't care whether Xiaoli could understand his words or not, and hurriedly shouted: "Hurry up!" At the same time, he also raised his sword and went up.

Liuyun was obviously moving much faster than the drunk. He caught a glimpse of something that dared to disturb him on Xingtou, and immediately became angry and slashed at Xiaoli.

Just when the blade was on Xiaoli's body, and even Xiaoli's fur was scattered by the knife wind, the knife suddenly hovered in midair.

At this moment, in Liuyun's eyes, the petite and pure white figure suddenly turned into a young girl with a warm smile. The familiar smile made his heart tremble.

Kill, kill, kill......

No! no! no......

The thoughts that kept flashing in his mind urged him to lay down the butcher's knife, but the throbbing of his soul made it difficult for him to choose. His bloodshot eyes swayed, dazed, and struggling.

But the woman in front of her was unmoved by the sharp blade, and her face was still filled with a gentle smile. She stepped lightly in front of Liuyun and hugged him into her arms with open arms.

The warmth was so familiar, like the spring sun sown in the heart of the flowing clouds, which not only soothed his manic blood, but also awakened his numb soul.

"Tick, tick", tears overflowed his eyes, and then slipped down his face, and the crimson eyes faded and returned to clarity.

Letting go of the knife in his hand, Liuyun gently stroked the small glass around her neck, rubbing her soft hair on her cheeks, and muttered in her mouth: "Sister..."

The dark clouds dispersed, the moonlight poured, and under the faint silver veil, a person and a fox were warm and affectionate.

The drunken guest on the side stopped to watch when Liuyun hesitated. Seeing this scene, he silently walked a few steps away and went to drink to the moon. I don't understand how the process is, but the result is good, isn't it?