Han Chuang and Nie Qingqing walked up this unfamiliar mountain road and suddenly saw a person lying in the snow.

Like a ghost lurking in the snow, motionless, the ability to be subtle told Han Chuang that this was a seriously injured person.

Breathing weakly, as if it would be cut off at any moment.

Every day, there would be seriously injured martial artists, and Han Chuang was used to treating them indifferently, but Nie Qingqing's face showed a touch of unbearability.

"Save him. ”

Han Chuang smiled slightly, and said, "Is it alive?"

Nie Qingqing glanced at him and said, "Let's talk about it if you can't save it." He walked over and turned over the person's body, and when he saw this person's face, Nie Qingqing suddenly screamed.

"What's wrong?" Han Chuang said urgently.

He knew Nie Qingqing, and knew that if she hadn't encountered something extraordinarily incredible, she would never have screamed, even in the face of Shen Shuyue's sea of insects, she could maintain basic calm, but at this moment, she cried out, and there was not only disbelief in her scream, but also sadness, intense sadness.

"It's Lin Ping!" Nie Qingqing said.

The person lying on the ground, dying, was Lin Ping.

As soon as the words fell, he felt a strong wind blowing by his side, and in the blink of an eye, Han Chuang picked up Lin Ping.

At this moment, Lin Ping, there was still blood left at the corner of his mouth, and his face was pale like a corpse, maybe he would soon become a corpse.

In such cold weather, a warrior who stays outside for a night without resistance will also die.

There was no nonsense, Han Chuang pinched Lin Ping's veins, and a true qi entered his body and probed - his expression became more and more solemn and gloomy.

"How's that?" Nie Qingqing asked.

Han Chuang didn't speak, and went straight to the clothes on Lin Ping's chest, only to see a purple-cyan stick print appear on Lin Ping's chest.

Nie Qingqing couldn't help but exclaim, "Who is so ruthless." ”

The stick shattered Lin Ping's sternum and shattered his guts, and only one more blow was needed to kill Lin Ping, but the killer did not do so, but threw him in the snow.

It's not because the killer is merciful, but because he was so seriously injured, he will die after all, the killer obviously doesn't want Lin Ping to die quietly, he wants to torture Lin Ping in the most cruel way.

At this moment, a familiar female voice sounded behind him: "Let go of him!"

Han Chuang turned around and saw Liu Qingfu behind him with an angry face.

When Liu Qingfu saw that it was Han Chuang and Nie Qingqing, there was a look of surprise on her face, but she quickly put her mind at ease, and when she walked over and saw the impressive mark on Lin Ping's chest, she couldn't help but look pale and said, "What's wrong with him?"

Han Chuang said: "The sternum is shattered, and the organs are displaced. ”

Liu Qingfu frowned, took out a Soul Resurrection Pill directly from her arms and gave it to Lin Ping, and said, "With the Soul Rejuvenation Pill to suppress the injury, there shouldn't be any problems." ”

Han Chuang raised his head, glanced at Liu Qingfu, and said, "Who did it?" Liu Qingfu's performance proves that she must know something, otherwise who would come to a remote path in the middle of the night?

Liu Qingfu's expression was a little struggling, she had already guessed who was the attacker, but she couldn't tell Han Chuang, the reason was very simple-she was not only Han Chuang's senior sister, but also the senior sister of the entire inner gate of the Qingzhu Sect.

But Han Chuang's identity is very simple, at this moment he is Lin Ping's brother, a brother who shares life and death.

"Say, who the hell!" in his voice, with a majesty that could not be refused, a pair of piercing eyes, firmly locked on Liu Qingfu's sight that was trying to dodge.

"Yes—" Liu Qingfu bit her lip tightly, as if to make the lip line disappear without a trace.

She hated those who did it, but she had to hide it for them, and she knew very well what the consequences would be if Han Chuang knew the truth.

"I—I don't know. She said, her tone was cowardly, and her eyes unconsciously glanced at the heavy sword that Han Chuang was carrying, one person was tall, half a person wide, and the sword exuded a majestic aura.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Han Chuang's eyes, but it quickly disappeared, and he asked in a more serious and earnest voice, "Senior Sister Liu, who did it!"

The heavy sword trembled and made a "gurgling" sound, like the roar of a demon in the abyss.

The anger can no longer be hidden, so there is no need to hide it, just kill it and the blood will flow.

Nie Qingqing finally succumbed to Han Chuang's fierce eyes, and had no choice but to reveal the identity of the person who did it, the inner gate of the Qingzhu Sect was counted as the first in the core, and only one person was using a stick.

Yan Zhen, Yan Qiang's elder brother, the strength of the late Huayuan period, this time also has the hope of impacting the core disciples, of course, his strength is not the reason why Nie Qingqing feels troubled, the real reason is: this Yan Zhen is the disciple of Lu Bohan, the elder of the torture hall.

Before Liu Qingfu could explain the relationship to Han Chuang, he had already left, looking at the distant back, Liu Qingfu sighed inexplicably.

Nie Qingqing said: "You don't dare to hide him. ”

Liu Qingfu smiled bitterly: "Do you just watch him die?"

Nie Qingqing said: "You must think that he is going to die?"

Liu Qingfu was silent for a while, and then said: "Even if it is not necessarily, there is a danger of dying after all." ”

Nie Qingqing shook his head and said, "Lin Ping has been injured like this, if he doesn't seek justice, he won't be Han Chuang." ”

Liu Qingfu said softly: "But what he has to face is the elders of the torture hall. ”

Nie Qingqing sneered slightly: "It's just a torture hall elder, he is sure to kill that person before Lu Bohan arrives." ”

Liu Qingfu smiled bitterly: "That's even worse, Elder Lu won't let him go." ”

"So it's up to you. Nie Qingqing said pointedly, "Let's see if you can talk about Elder Liu." ”

Nie Qingqing bit her lip tightly and said, "You send Lin Ping back to the mountain, and I'll go find my father." ”

Nie Qingqing's beautiful face showed a thrilling smile: "That's right, as long as Elder Liu arrives at the right time, Han Chuang will be fine." ”

Three

There are many kinds of liquor in this world, and there is one kind of liquor called celebration wine.

It can be red wine, it can be white wine, it can be good wine, it can be bad wine, it can be fruit wine that is not drunk, or it can be a good wine that gets drunk when you smell it.

In Yan Zhen's small courtyard, a celebration wine was used, and the five people sitting at the wine table drank bowl by bowl with a large bowl, but there was no trace of drunkenness, because - four of them had no nose.

Yan Qiang, the only one with a nose, is using his true qi to force out the smell of wine, but it's a pity that there are more than a dozen jars of fine wine.

In order to kill Lin Ping, Yan Zhen did not hesitate to use the cost of more than a dozen jars of fine wine to invite the four brothers of the empty family, who were the most proficient in assassination, to take action.

The four brothers of the empty family were not surnamed Kong, but in a mission, their noses were cut off by a master's sword, and their noses were empty, so they changed their surnames to Kong, these four people are good wine, good wine, as long as they are invited with good wine, they are willing to kill.

Not to mention, Yan Zhen's more than a dozen jars of fine wine are still good medicinal wines, and after drinking them, they can enhance their strength, and he only has a total of twenty jars, and most of them are gone at this time, so he can't be distressed.

But no matter how distressed he was, he didn't regret it at all, as long as he could kill the person who killed his brother, even if he paid a few more jars of medicine and wine?

As the night wore on, the people at the table were silent, and they didn't clink glasses, just drank bowl after bowl, as if the bowl was water instead of wine.

Yan Zhen suddenly spoke: "Is that Lin Ping definitely dead?"

To be honest, after leaving Lin Ping in the snow, he had a sense of foreboding, which was so strong that the wine in his mouth was tasteless.

On Kongda's noseless face, a gloomy smile appeared, and he said: "His injuries were personally inflicted by you, his sternum was shattered, his internal organs were severely damaged, and he was left alone on an empty and uninhabited path, do you think it is still possible to live?"

Yan Zhen said: "I also know, but I haven't seen him die, and I feel quite uneasy in my heart." ”

Kong Er said unhappily: "Then why didn't you give him the final blow at that time?" Back at that time, he advocated killing Lin Ping with one sword, and the only purpose of the killer was to kill the killer, as for the means, it didn't matter.

Yan Zhen gritted his teeth and said: "Wouldn't it be cheap to give him a blow, I want him to taste all the pain and die, only in this way can I comfort my brother's spirit in the sky." ”

Kong Da sneered: "I didn't see it, you and Yan Qiang are really brothers." ”

Yan Zhen's eyes narrowed, and he said compassionately: "Kongda, what do you mean by this?"

Sora laughed and said, "It's not interesting, it's just that Yue Qianheng should have promised you a lot of things." ”

Yan Zhen's body was shocked, and he stared at Kong Da's noseless face. "Sora, you'd better be careful what you say. ”

"Hahaha!" Kong Da laughed and said, "Yan Zhen, Yan Zhen, I am different from you, you are a dog in Yue Qianheng's hand, and my four brothers are just taking people's money and eliminating disasters with others." ”

"You-"

Yan Zhen was just about to burst out, when he suddenly heard a gloomy voice from the entrance of the courtyard: "Taking people's money and eliminating disasters with others, this is a good saying, but it's a pity that you have provoked people who dare not provoke." ”

"Who's at the door!"

Kong shouted loudly, and the four brothers in the space drew their long swords at the same time, and the ink-colored long sword reflected a black light under the moonlight.

With a bang, the huge courtyard gate suddenly cracked into pieces and burst open, and the sawdust splashed on the four brothers of the empty family, which were blocked by them one by one with their long swords.

A white shadow appeared at the entrance of the courtyard, and several people looked at it, and their brows furrowed, because they knew this uninvited guest who broke into the door.

Not only does he know, but he is also familiar with Han Chuang, who has the nickname of a sword in the inner door.

The four brothers of the empty family had seen Han Chuang's fast sword, and even with their murderous swordsmanship, that sword was far from being able to catch up.

But this time, Han Chuang didn't bring his iconic long sword, but carried one on his back - a heavy sword.

The heavy sword, which was more than one person high, was held with one hand, and he pointed at the four people in the field.

Han Chuang's face had a gloomy smile on his face: "Lin Ping's matter, did you do it!"

Yan Zhen was annoyed that Han Chuang broke through the door of his courtyard, stepped forward, took out a cooked copper long stick, pointed at Han Chuang and shouted: "Han Chuang, Lin Ping's matter was done by us, so what? He killed my brother first, can't I kill him?"

When Han Chuang first returned to the mountain gate, he didn't know what happened to Lin Ping, but he was familiar with Lin Ping's character and knew that he was not a person who killed indiscriminately, so he sneered twice and said:

"Brother Ling has his own place to die, and if he dies, he will die, but you can't go over like this when you kill Lin Ping. ”

Yan Zhen heard what Han Chuang said, thinking that Lin Ping was dead, and laughed loudly at the moment: "Okay! ”

"Together?" Han Chuang sneered slightly, and between his eyebrows, a killing intent floated: "If you want to take it, then take your life!"

Seeing this, Kong Da couldn't help but shout: "Yan Qiang, hide quickly, don't take it hard!"

There is no need to remind him, Yan Qiang also saw the greatness of this sword.

The dark and thick heavy sword was wrapped in an astonishing wind, causing the air around him to stagnate, and before the sword body touched his body, the mere sword momentum overwhelmed him.