Han Chuang stared at Su Wanyun and said in a deep voice, "Is it really okay?" This deep tone was like a drum hammer, chiseled into Su Wanyun's ears, and tears suddenly flowed down like a flood that burst the embankment.

Han Chuang hurriedly said, "What the hell is going on?" Looking at Su Wanyun's performance, he knew that this matter was by no means simple.

After crying, Su Wanyun shook her lips and finally said, "It's Helian, Helian has an accident." ”

When Han Chuang walked into his former residence and saw Helian Mo lying on the bed, his eyes closed, motionless, and his face as white as a corpse, his heart was completely occupied by anger.

Nie Qingqing stretched out his hand to probe Helian Mo's body, walked to Han Chuang's side, and whispered a few words, Han Chuang's face changed again, becoming even more gloomy.

Helian Mo was injured, seriously injured.

The internal organs are displaced, the limbs are broken, and it is difficult to recover to the sky, and even if it can get better, it is difficult to recover the combat power.

Han Chuang knew that cultivation was important to Helian Mo, it was like his life, without cultivation, he would definitely be worse off than dead.

"Does he know?" asked Han Chuang.

Su Wanyun shook her head and said, "I don't know, he's been in a coma for ten days." As he spoke, the tears flowed down again.

Since the last time, Helian Mo helped her block the hidden weapon, she had the shadow of this man in her heart, and the two entered the inner gate of the Qingzhu Sect together, Su Wanyun thought that there would be a lot of time for Helian Mo to accept her, but she didn't expect that such a thing would happen.

Han Chuang asked in a deep voice, "What the hell happened? Who injured Helian like this?" The tone was flat, but those who knew him well understood that this was only the calm before the storm.

Su Wanyun told Han Chuang the whole story, and it turned out that the matter was also related to her.

Su Wanyun is already beautiful, and she is Su's eldest daughter, and she has many suitors in the Qingzhu Sect, but Su Wanyun's heart is tied to Helianmo, and Helianmo naturally attracts the envy of others.

Among Su Wanyun's suitors, there was a core disciple named Yue Qianheng, who was the son of Yue Chonglou, the elder of the Qingzhu Sect, who was handsome and dashing, with an extraordinary temperament, but in fact he was a complete villain, taking advantage of Helian Mo's hobby of fighting everywhere to lure him into a duel, and in the duel, he hit a heavy hand and injured Helian Mo.

"Poor Brother Helian has lost consciousness, but he still does not give up and breaks Big Brother Helian's limbs. Su Wanyun said and cried again.

Looking at Su Wanyunyu's appearance with pear blossoms, Han Chuang really didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only pat him on the shoulder.

"By the way, Lin Ping, where did he go?" After such a big incident, Lin Ping would never know that Han Chuang knew that this kid was cold to outsiders, but he was cold to his friends.

A sense of foreboding came over me.

"Is Lin Ping coming out for Helian!" Han Chuang said hurriedly.

Su Wanyun was stunned, her beautiful face appeared in a trance for a moment, and she whispered softly: "No, Lin Ping promised me that I wouldn't do stupid things." As he spoke, he didn't even believe it.

Han Chuang was anxious in his heart, grabbed Su Wanyun's arm with both hands, shook her body, and said hurriedly: "Where the hell did he go!"

Su Wanyun was stunned and said, "He said, he went up, sat on the peak!"

As soon as the words fell, I felt a strong wind blowing, and when I came back to my senses, there was still Han Chuang's shadow in front of me. Su Wanyun looked at Ah Chou and Nie Qingqing in a daze.

"Lin Ping, is it really, really going-" Helian is already like this, if Lin Ping has something to do again, Su Wanyun really doesn't know how to face it.

Nie Qingqing sighed, helped her to the edge of the bed and sat down, and said softly: "Miss Su, Lin Ping will be fine, Brother Han will definitely be able to save him." ”

After speaking, his eyes fell on Ah Chou and said to him: "Ah Chou, you go up and take a look, I am here to accompany Miss Su." ”

Ah Chou didn't say anything, nodded, got up, and followed.

Two

It's early morning again.

In the eastern sky of the distant mountains, the morning glow first appears, reflecting the white snow, the frost is brilliant and colorful, and the dazzling valerian is dazzling.

This warm sunlight can dispel any cold, but it can't dispel the coldness that is entrenched in Lin Ping's heart.

He was standing in the famous life and death ring of the Qingzhu Sect, the light flashed, and the pain in his eyes had not yet faded.

Treat friends, Lin Ping is cold and warm-hearted, he doesn't have many friends, in the Qingzhu Sect, there are only two Han Chuang and Helianmo, don't look at him usually sneering at Helianmo, in fact, he cares very much about the heat in his heart, cares about this friend, but now, this friend has been broken limbs, shocked his internal organs, and he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead.

The pain in Lin Ping's heart, like a maggot, was attached to the depths of his bone marrow, devouring him day and night.

There is only one way to get rid of the pain of devouring, and Lin Ping's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and that is to kill the person opposite at all costs.

The master of the peak of Huayuan, the martial soul is a golden-winged flying eagle, good at claw skills, by the way, he used his claw attack to pinch Helian Mo's limbs.

Yue Qianheng, a dangerous enemy, even if he was full of disdain for his character, even if he hated him to the core, Lin Ping had to admit that he was not his right.

The wind was still cold, mixed with the smell of wildflowers in the mountains, because the edge of the ring of life and death was full of wildflowers, and the wildflowers here were the most luxuriant, because the soil here was the most fertile.

How many geniuses have turned into this fertile soil, and their lives have turned into wild flowers, blooming luxuriantly.

A touch of orange sunlight shone on the knife, reflecting his eyes, like distant mountains, blue and white, distant, and cold.

As soon as he entered the battle of life and death, life and death could not help himself, Lin Ping tightened his knife, the rusty blunt knife.

The blunt knife was pointed at his opponent.

"Today, you're dead!"

Yue Qianheng laughed as if he had heard a big joke: "I'm dead, do you know why I answered that I should go to the battle of life and death with you?"

"Because the last person to survive must be me!" Yue Qianheng's face showed a confident smile.

This smile is gloomy and cold.

To be honest, he didn't expect Lin Ping to make an appointment with him in order to help Helian Mo get ahead, but he didn't mind abolishing another disciple of the Qingzhu Sect.

No, it should not be abolished, but killed, in the ring of life and death, only life and death will be decided.

"It's a pity, I can't do the same thing as I did your friend. Yue Qianheng said, his tone relaxed, "You must know that abolishing a person is far more interesting than killing a person, especially looking at the person who was abolished by himself, lying on the bed like a dead dog, that feeling is indescribable." ”

In the hearts of everyone watching the battle, they couldn't help but have a cold feeling, as if the words that burst out from between their lips and teeth were words from hell.

They were afraid, especially those who had seen Helianmo's tragedy, and their hearts were full of fear, they understood that Yue Qianheng was not just talking, he was really willing to do it, and he had the ability to do it.

Lin Ping's pale eyes are still distant and indifferent, only people who have experienced countless lives and deaths, countless times of love and hate, their eyes will be so distant and indifferent, inheriting the blood-drinking madness of the knife ghost, Lin Ping has also inherited the coldness of the knife ghost, no matter what the opponent says, he can't shake his heart - a firm heart.

Either you die, or I die!

Lin Ping's eyes flashed, the distance faded, replaced by sharp and cold, the blunt knife was held high above his head, and the blood light behind him appeared, and in the heart of the blood light, there was a cold knife.

The cold piercing, the cold drilling.

The wind blows, and the dead leaves fall with the snowflakes.

One, two, three or four, blurred Lin Ping's eyes.

"Drinking blood three changes - dead silence!"

There is no sound, there is no sound of knives, and the dead silence is always silent.

A knife, like a ghost, poked out and came to the top of Yue Qianheng's head.

In an instant, the blood and qi were all over the place, and the blade seemed to be about to cut into Yue Qianheng's skull, but at this moment, Lin Ping's face was filled with fear that he had never felt before.

Yue Qianheng's body didn't even move, but he just moved two hands, two golden hands.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, and his hand suddenly turned golden, and the golden hand suddenly appeared in front of the blade, and his two hands were closed, gently clamping the silent knife.

This knife seemed to have taken root in his hands, but Lin Ping couldn't pull this knife out with all his strength.

On Yue Qianheng's face, a sneer of arrogance appeared: "I said, it must be you who dies!" With a twist of his hand, the tip of the knife pointed at Lin Ping's chest.