The meaning of slaughter between heaven and earth is stronger.

No one in the room spoke, and everyone seemed to be pressed by an indescribable pressure, and they were so pressed that they would not speak.

No one moved.

Maybe to move is not moving, and not moving is to move.

If you don't move, you will be spiritual, if you move, you will die, either you will die, or I will die.

The sword is wielded mercilessly, the sword is in the sheath, and the hand is in the hilt.

What about the heart?

His heart, his soul seemed to have floated out, and as long as there was the slightest movement, the slightest strangeness, it would come out of the sheath.

The ripples in the jar on the table gradually became violent.

Yang Qing stared, her wheezing gradually became intense, and gradually became unstable.

But she still held the cloak, and as long as she held the cloak, her heart would have a sense of security.

She stared at the lifeless back, which had twitched and gradually become unstable, as if it had been crushed by an invisible pressure.

"You ......."

Yang Qing only said one word, and couldn't say anything else, her words seemed to have been crushed to death.

Wusheng didn't speak, but reached out to touch her body, her body trembled like a willow branch in the cold wind, and his hand was hard, gentle, and steady.

Yang Qing smiled, her heart was satisfied at this moment.

Because his hand is still very stable, as long as his hand is steady, it means that his heart is more stable, as long as his heart is steady, he can live at the moment of the duel, and he can live forever.

Wusheng stared at Yang Qing, staring at every nerve on Yang Qing's cheek.

Every nerve in her face seemed to snap, crack, and collapse at any moment.

Wusheng sighed, sighing and caressing her hair, "It's going to be fine, everything will be fine, don't worry about anything." ”

Yang Qing couldn't say a word, and couldn't say it, just nodded.

A remnant of leaf floated in, a knife floating across his cheek, and suddenly drifting away again.

He didn't move, his heart seemed to be made of steel, and the stick marks on his cheeks seemed indescribably dull and dull, but they were gradually bleeding.

The bamboo stick of the nameless nine fingers is not light, nor heavy, it happens to be just right, with a little more strength, his cheeks will be broken and bleeding, a person can control the weapon in his hand to such a realm, maybe it is really terrifying.

Drops of blood fell to the floor, dripping faster than the heart in his stomach.

But he didn't move, he didn't care, and he couldn't care.

What does he care about?

The man did not move, the sword did not move, and the hand holding the sword did not move.

To move is not to move, and not to move is to move.

If you don't move, it's amazing, if you move, if you move, you will die, if you move, you will die.

The sword has moved, and the sword is unsheathed.

The sword flashed, only a flash, a flash.

The sword is sheathed.

The sword light is gone, the sword qi is gone, and the sword intent is gone.

What about people?

He stared coldly ahead, and suddenly an extra hand appeared on the wall in front of him.

Golden hand.

The golden fingers slowly broke off and fell to the ground one by one.

The hand was less than half an inch from the back of the willow ecstasy.

Half an inch is enough, no more is needed.

Liu ecstasy slowly turned around, slowly retreated, and retreated not far away.

Delicately standing, delicate, kind, and ecstatic staring at the severed hand.

The hand is broken, and the man sighs.

The sound was not loud, and suddenly there was a big hole in the wall.

A man walked in slowly from inside, and he walked in without looking at the willow ecstasy, staring at the sword deadly.

The sword is in its sheath, and the sword light is gone.

The hand was still on the hilt of the sword, and his hand was still calm, calm and steady.

His people are colder and more stable.

His eyes stared coldly at the man, and the man's face gradually drifted into surprise, disbelief, and fear.

Golden clothes, golden crowns, golden fingers.

His clothes twisted violently in the wind, and his heart seemed to be violently satisfied at this moment.

"Good swordsmanship."

Black Hawk looked at him coldly, at his severed finger.

His severed finger had suddenly grown, but it slowly disappeared in front of the person.

He smiled, "Although the swordsmanship is good, it may not be possible to do things?" ”

Liu ecstasy stared at the man, "What are you doing?" ”

This person stared at Liu's ecstasy body, stared at every corner of her body, and sighed secretly, as if he had been attracted and shocked by the delicateness, kindness, and ecstasy in every corner of her body.

"Wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"You shouldn't have let the Eagle kill the Ringfingers."

Liu ecstasy stared at this person delicately, everything on this person's body, as if he was disgusted and bored. "Why?"

"Because an eagle can't kill the nameless nine fingers."

Liu was silent, already waiting, and she knew he hadn't finished speaking.

"Neither will two eagles." The man smiled, "If the two eagles go, you will be in danger, and you will be killed." ”

Liu was silent.

Yang Qing stared at the man's smile and waited until his smile gradually subsided before he said, "Why don't you think Feiying is going to save them?" ”

It was a joke, and he laughed.

"Will the parting spell save people? Why does the parting spell save people? ”

Liu was speechless, had nothing to say, and seemed unwilling to speak anymore.

Her cheeks were already filled with sorrow and pain.

Yang Qing gritted her teeth, staring at the smile on the corner of his mouth, and gradually became angry, "It's also wrong for you to come here." ”

"What did I do wrong?"

"You can't kill anyone when you come, you can't do anything."

The man laughed even more violently, "It's not me who came alone, I'm not so stupid, stupid enough to kill the owner of the willow ecstasy and kill a generation of parting spells." ”

"If the young master in the rivers and lakes is stupid? Isn't that ridiculous? ”

Outside, the cold wind is fluttering, and the residual leaves are fluttering.

Two people walked slowly over and walked in.

The two were almost the same in length, the same skin color, the same clothes, the same saber, the same height, the same fat and thin,......。

The man who holds the sword in his left hand is as cold as ice, and the man who holds the sword in his right hand is as tender as water.

The young master stared at them and walked in, as if he usually saw the flower girl, and the smile in his eyes had floated.

"With the addition of yin and yang swords, is it enough?"

Liu was silent and did not move.

When Xiao Qiushui walked in, he suddenly turned into a wooden chicken and stood motionless.

Xue Bing walked in and stared coldly at Liu Yi's soul, staring at everyone here, and then he stared at the young master.

The young master didn't understand.

Xue Bing stared at the young master's eyes, and there was nothing abnormal in his gold-squandering eyes, nor was there anything wrong with it.

He said, "We were all wrong. ”

The young master didn't understand and didn't speak.

Xue Bing stared at the lifeless, staring at the lifeless body, the body was already trembling slightly, as if it would fall down at any time.

"As long as he's alive, we don't have a chance."

The young master stared at Wusheng, staring at the gun in Wusheng's hand.

The man didn't move, and neither did the gun.

"He's been seriously injured."

Xue Bing nodded, staring coldly at the gun in Wusheng's hand, "Even if he is seriously injured and dies, it will be the same." ”

The young master stared at Wusheng, gritted his teeth, and was silent.

Xue Bing stared at Liu Ecstasy, "The parting curse kills too much, even if you kill them, it may not solve the problem." ”

"And what do you want?"

"Going to be a guest?"

"Guest?"

"Yes, the problem can only be solved if you have a good talk and deal with the aftermath."

Liu ecstasy nodded.

Xue Bing stared at Liu Yi's soul, "Are you willing to have a good talk with your fellow people in the rivers and lakes today?" Will this matter be done well? ”

Liu ecstasy nodded.

Xue Bing wasn't looking at him, staring at Black Eagle.

Black Hawk didn't move, his hand was still on the hilt of his sword, as if he could swing his sword at any time, and he could deliver a fatal blow at any time.

"Good sword."

Black Hawk was silent.

"Another eagle to kill the Ringing Fingers? So only one eagle? ”

Black Hawk was silent.

"Are you trying to kill me too?"

The black eagle stared at Xue Bing, but Xue Bing's hand did not move, nor did he touch the hilt of the sword.

"You also want to die by my sword?"

Xue Bing stared at the hand holding the sword, which was still extremely calm, calm and steady.

"Your sword has no killing intent, and you don't have killing intent."

"Yes."

"So you're not going to kill me."

"Yes."

"So your sword is still your sword, and my life is still mine."

"Yes."

Xue Bing turned around and stared outside.

Snow was gradually falling outside, not blood.

The cold wind is blowing, and so are the snowflakes.

The lifeless stone statue stood upright, staring and poking Xue Bing with spear-like eyes, as if he wanted to poke Xue Bing to death on the ground.

"Do you believe that the Flying Eagle went to kill the Ring Finger?"

Xue Bing's back twitched, no matter who was staring at and poked by those eyes, as if he was being poked by a gun, he seemed to have been poked with a faint pain.

"What about believing? What if you don't believe it? ”

"To believe is to trust, and not to believe is not to trust."

Xue Bing nodded, he had admitted.

Trust is very important to them, more than anything else.

"I don't know how to believe it's true."

"Because the parting curse kills heavily? Isn't it? Liu ecstasy stared at Xue Bing, Xue Bing suddenly turned around, his cheeks were colder and more chilling than the ice and snow outside.

"Yes, that's probably the only point."

"Is there a way to convince you?"

"Yes, you won't know until you see the Ring Fingers."

Liu ecstasy nodded, she understood.

Everyone has understood that as long as Nameless Nine Fingers does not die at the hands of the Flying Eagle, it means that the parting curse is sincere and will not kill again.

Liu ecstasy stared at the sky, and the sky was dead to ashes.

The cold wind is fluttering, and the snow is falling and bleak.

The earth was gradually covered with silver, and gradually there was nothing but silver.

There was pity and concern in her eyes.

No matter who is cared for and pitied by her, maybe it will be a kind of happiness and a kind of joy.

Yang Qing held the cloak and clinged to the lifeless body, his body was hard, calm and warm, and it could also bring her safety and composure.

Liu ecstasy stared at Yang Qing, and a smile gradually appeared in his eyes.

Most women, staring at Yang Qing's lifeless body, will give birth to envy, jealousy, and even resentment.

Liu ecstasy didn't have it, not a single one, there was only a happy smile on her face, a smile that was happy for others.

She walked to the table, poured a bowl of wine, handed a bowl to Yang Qing, and said nothing, just smiled.