Shangguan Yu endured the discomfort of his body. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info barely allowed himself to sit up. When I looked down, I saw that the arm was cold in the night.

At this time, the cold night is also in a face-up posture. He was dressed in a black robe with wide sleeves, lying straight and straight, with long hair scattered around him. His bewildering pale face was not a little bloody. His eyes were closed, and there was a large patch of blood on his chest, which looked like he was dead.

Shangguan Yu twisted his eyebrows, this posture is both beautiful and heroic. I feel really comfortable.

A sword pierced the heart, and he tasted it. He also suffered the taste of being thrown to death. This revenge can be regarded as revenge.

Shangguan Yu didn't look at Leng Ye much. Endured the pain on his body and stood up from the ground. When I got up, I felt that my left leg seemed to be injured, although the bone was not broken! But it still hurts, and I can't stand it.

He bent down on his aching left leg and looked around at the place. My heart was half cold. There are bare cliffs everywhere, and this is a space where no grass grows. There were no gravel slag on the ground, and there was nothing left on the huge loess on the ground, except where they were lying on their feet in all directions on a cold night.

Such a place made Shangguan Yu a little helpless, and he couldn't help but feel a sharp pain in his heart. It's over, don't say that you have no martial arts, it's not easy to go up even if you have such a high place.

Evening sunshine!

Shangguan Yu thought in his heart that if he couldn't go up, what would Wanqing do? I was feeling irritable when a few thunderbolts rumbled from above. When I looked up, the heavy rain followed.

In desperation, Shangguan Yu could only hide under the cliff on the left. At least there is a cliff protruding from this side, barely able to avoid the downpour.

The body of the cold night was watered by the heavy rain, and the black clothes were soaked. All that flowed from beneath him was red blood.

Poor for his long hair, which was smashed wet by the raindrops. The bewitching face was also washed by the merciless rain. Even though it's a dead man, it still looks a little pitiful.

Shangguan Yu felt that if people are bad, they will be a hundred times dead. The dead are the greatest, and the dignified Leng Wang Ye ended up like this after his death. After thinking about it, he endured the pain in his legs, walked to Leng Ye's side in the rain, bent down and grabbed Leng Ye's two arms, and dragged Leng Ye to the bottom of the cliff where he was staying.

Standing the corpse of the cold night on the cliff wall, so that the rain could not get him, he could only make him into a sitting position.

Looking down at his embarrassed appearance, his hair was soaking wet, and his clothes were soaking wet. The blood stains on his face were washed onto his body by the rain. The pure white clothes are full of red flowers. At first glance, it's pretty beautiful.

He sighed and sat down next to the cold night. Leaning his head on the cliff wall, watching the pouring rain. The mood is getting heavier and heavier.

Is there a lonely death under this? How could this end be so miserable?

Thinking of this ending, in the final analysis, it is still a cold night. Angry, he turned his head to look at the cold night. Cold Night's body was pulled over from the wet ground. His messy hair was covered with mud. Black clothes with wet dirt. His pale face was still dripping with rain. Seems much more pitiful than him. I can't help but feel a little more comfortable in my heart.

"Lord Leng, I didn't expect you to have today?" Shangguan Yu muttered in a low voice. Stretched out his hand to tidy up the clothes in front of Leng Ye. There were still wisps of bright red spilling out of the wound on his chest. He sighed, his hand touching the gap in the clothes on his chest. A small white vial slipped from Cold Night's body and fell to the ground.