The sound of crying came from far and near, and it was always very obvious in the dark night sky.

There was a foul smell in the humid air, like something that was brewing hard, gradually waking up.

Yun Sheng was dressed in fancy clothes, but barefoot.

The miserable white feet stepped on the bluestone slab, and the biting chill poured into the body, and everything around him was cold.

Flowers splashed around, and then the footsteps ran away little by little.

The biting chill wrapped Yun Sheng tightly, not only his body, but also other things.

The Shura Hall was already built magnificently, and Yun Sheng ran out for a long distance until his feet were slightly weak.

She fell to the ground uncontrollably, her palms rubbed on the ground, and traces of blood oozed out.

The sand and gravel were embedded in the flesh and skin along with other things, not pain, but numbness.

She looked at her palm, and she couldn't help but cry loudly.

Zhusun didn't touch her, but just dropped a fatal kiss between her neck.

It's not so much a kiss as a bite.

Blood flowed down the corners of his mouth, and the tooth marks were particularly obvious, like a kind of branding.

Zhu Sun doesn't like Yun Sheng, but still divides Yun Sheng into her own things, which can be discarded by herself, but is not allowed to be contaminated with the smell of other people.

At least that's what Yun Sheng thinks.

Maybe, maybe.

Yun Sheng only likes the gentle and humble, gentle and jade-like bamboo sun, not the bamboo sun in front of him.

She cried wantonly in the humid air, as if she wanted to turn all her grievances into tears, and she wanted to turn all her feelings into tears.

It's like a dry riverbed with not a single spring seeping water, and it's surrounded by yellow sand.

Her voice was a little hoarse, as if she had finally shed the last trace of blood.

Yun Sheng curled up his body, as if he was about to pull himself into his body.

Feng Qi, who was walking quickly, soon saw Yun Sheng trembling in the corner of the courtyard, and rushed over regardless of the situation on his side.

She steadied Yun Sheng's shoulders, and her voice was soft, as if to soothe.

"Sister? Sister, it's me, I'm looking for you, it's okay, I'll take you home. ”

Yun Sheng raised her eyes, only to see that her face was pale, and her eyes were already a little red and swollen from crying.

Looking at her appearance, Feng Qi was full of distress.

Especially when Feng Qi's gaze fell on the bite mark on Yun Sheng's neck, her hands couldn't help but tighten, as if she was full of anger waiting to be vented.

But Yun Sheng still suppressed his crying, and his little figure was a little abrupt in the cold night.

Xuan Yan also walked behind Feng Qi, but his eyes were looking at the direction where Yun Sheng came.

Yun Sheng seemed to have made up her mind, she stood up tremblingly, and looked at Feng Qi with a rare perseverance in her eyes.

"Feng Qi, let's go."

It's just that as soon as the words fell, a lot of black-clothed people walked out on both sides, surrounding the three of them.

The closed courtyard door was suddenly pushed open, and in the midst of a crowd of people, Zhusun was surrounded and walked out.

Looking at Zhusun, Yun Sheng subconsciously hid behind Feng Qi.

Then someone stood behind Feng Qi, not a bystander, it was Gong Ye and others.

Feng Qi then pushed Yun Sheng back, his tone slightly cold, "Take her away first." ”

Gong Ye only gave the person beside him a look, and the person took Yun Sheng's hand and was about to leave.

Zhusun just stood there, watching Yun Sheng leave in the pull of others, and the black-clothed people around him were about to move, but they were still stopped by Zhusun's look.

Yun Sheng looked back at Zhusun for the last time.

Her consciousness never seemed to be so clear, and many of the things she hadn't figured out were clear at this moment.

Zhusun looked at her like this, that kind of look was like the snow had melted in early winter, and there were no stones but there were still ripples layer by layer, but in an instant, she seemed to have made up her mind to be an enemy for life.

After letting Yunsheng leave, Zhusun finally spoke.

"What, Gongya, are you going to rebel?"

Gong Ye waved the blade in his hand lightly and smiled disdainfully.

"Mutiny? Oh, that's ironic. ”

His piercing gaze swept over everyone, but never stopped at any of them.

"The people in the Shura Hall are all heroes, and all of them are brothers who accompanied me from birth to death, and now I know that I have lost my way, and I don't care! But if you don't come to your senses, then don't blame me for being ruthless and not remembering the old love! ”

His words fell, and sure enough, he looked at each other when he saw someone writing, and seemed to be a little hesitant.

Seeing this, Zhusun didn't panic, just smiled lightly.

Almost in the blink of an eye, those men in black suddenly showed their sharp blades, and they actually cut the throats of those people.

Immediately, blood was splattered on the spot, and wails rang out.

Gong Ye's eyes widened with anger, and the anger that rushed to the sky was about to pour out.

"Zhusun, how dare you ?!!"

Zhusun just shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, "Don't you know if I dare or not?" ”

Zhusun locked his gaze on Zhusun's body, and his voice was cold, "You hold them, I'll solve Zhusun." ”

Xuan Yan didn't stop him, but just exchanged a look with Gong Ye, and both rushed forward.

The two groups of people quickly intertwined, but Feng Qi and Zhu Sun stood still and did not move.

The two of them looked at each other through the bustling crowd, and the expressions in their eyes were unpredictable.

Feng Qi was still holding the sharp blade of Xuan Xian in his hand, and he had already pulled it out in an instant.

The knife body was engraved with beautiful lines, and Tang Ru stabbed it into his body, and the blood would flow out along the lines, like runes carved out of blood.

Even in the dark of the night, the blade still exudes a faint luster, like flowing water.

But at this time, Feng Qi didn't have the heart to praise the incomparable sword, she just wanted to cut off Zhusun's head.

Zhusun naturally knew what Feng Qi meant, but he turned around and hid in the darkness, as if he was leaving.

Feng Qi hurriedly dodged a few black-clothed people who accompanied him, and hurriedly chased after him.

Seeing this, Xuan Yan hurriedly kicked away the black-clothed man who was entangled in front of him, and the fan danced slightly, drawing blood marks one after another.

He glanced at Gong Ye, who had already killed his red eyes, and his brows were slightly locked.

Gong also came to Xuan Yan's side, panting, "If you are worried, just chase after it, killing Zhusun can be regarded as a great help to me." ”

Xuan's eyes flickered, and he threw out his fan towards Gong Ye.

I saw a sharp blade with a cold light ejecting from the fan, as if it was going to smash the long wind and hit Gong Ye's face.

Gong Ye subconsciously wanted to raise the blade to block, but the blade just slid past Gong Ye's side and flew behind him.

All I heard was a wail, mixed with the sound of something being cut.

Looking back, a man in black fell behind Gong Ye, and the sharp blade he had just raised also slipped into his palm.

Blood spilled on Gong Ye's face, and the warm breath was full of unpleasant smell of blood.

He looked at Xuan Yan with a shocked face, but Xuan Yan had no emotion on his face, no sadness or joy.

Originally, there were not many black-clothed people stationed in the Shura Temple, and the people full of bloody killings stood behind Gong Ye and decided to have a final showdown.

Before the words of thanks could be spoken, the folding fan was drawn half a circle and returned to Xuan Yan's hands.

Xuan raised the blade without a trace, and pointed it at Gong Ye's head, and his face finally showed a trace of strangeness.

He looked at Gong Ye's eyes full of banter, although he couldn't see the bottom of his eyes clearly, but he could still see the mockery on his face.

Gong also suddenly felt that something was wrong, he looked at Xuan Yan, and his steps moved back slightly.

"What do you want to do?"

Xuan Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, "First of all, I want to thank you for bringing me out, otherwise it might be really troublesome." ”

"Next ......"

His eyes rolled slightly, and only then did he realize that all the black-clothed people around him had died at the hands of the people of the Shura Palace.

The black-clothed men who were full of slaughter finally died in the fury of the Shura Temple, with other deadly hatreds.

But the storm-swept carnage was not yet over.

Seeing that Xuan Yan was threatening Gong Ye, the people of the Shura Hall hurriedly surrounded him.

It seemed that they were red-eyed, and their eyes were also full of murderous intent when they looked at Xuan, and the bloody anger became more and more intense.

Gong Ye waved his hand slightly, and he looked at Xuan Yan, "What do you want to do?" ”

Xuan Yan chuckled, like a whisper in the dark night of the Shura Calamity.

"Secondly, I'm sorry, aren't you going to live and die with the Shura Temple?"

As soon as the words fell, another group of masked people arrived.

But their whereabouts were obviously more mysterious than those of the man in black, and they approached quietly, without being noticed in the slightest.

The sharp blades in their hands shelfed the necks of the Shura Hall and the others, but in the blink of an eye, all those people died in Huangquan.

Gong was still in shock, but his face became more and more ugly as he watched the surrounding brothers fall down with a howl.

"Xuanxi, I underestimated you."

Xuan Yan put down the fan in his hand and smiled secretly.

"Maybe, in fact, I can't blame you, just be careful to make the 10,000-year-old ship."

Shiqi fell in front of Xuan Xian's body, and bowed respectfully, showing humility.

"It's done."

As if he suddenly understood something, a trace of surprise flashed in Gong Ye's eyes.

"Are you...... Are you from over there? Not from Vanslang? ”

Xuan Yan lifted the mask on his face, and his voice was low, "Who knows?" Maybe neither, maybe both. ”

Shiqi looked at Xuan Yan and lowered his voice, "Not out of half a moon." ”

Maybe others don't know what Shiqi said, but Xuan Yan's heart is extremely clear, he just bowed his head slightly, and did not make a sound.

Xuan Yan raised his eyes and glanced at the night sky that was like Chen Ru's ink, and then chased in the direction that Fang Feng Qi left.

A large number of people surrounded the palace, and as long as they gave an order, they would break this person's body into thousands of pieces in an instant.

After all, he is a person who has experienced ups and downs, and the palace is very open.

He shook off the blade that was still dripping blood in his hand, "Come on, I took it back to the Shura Palace, and I can be regarded as living up to my eldest brother's deathbed request!" ”

He stood still, closed his eyes slightly, and waited for the final verdict of death.

Shiqi raised his eyes and glanced at this Gong Ye, looking sideways slightly, but a trace of assumption flashed in his mind.

Assuming that Gong Ye was not born in the countryside and was not born in a reckless manner, perhaps he would be a general, a pioneer, and a soldier in the famous capital.

Assuming that the palace did not grow up in the Shura Palace, he was not so disgusted with the court, and he would also be a general full of loyal people.

But in such a chaotic world, every moment is a tragic death of a man full of wealth and talent.

He was not a saint or a wise man, and although he would feel sorry for such a person, he could do nothing.

All he could do was to obey the orders of his Highness and help him ascend to the great cause.

Shiqi gathered the thoughts in his eyes, raised his hand slightly, and when it fell again, the sharp blade had already penetrated Gong Ye's chest.

The sound of a sharp blade cutting through flesh and pulling out of a solid chest was heard, followed by the sound of blood gushing out.

Black blood flowed from the corners of Gong Ye's mouth, and the whole person fell to his knees, and at the last moment, he clearly felt the life in his body passing.

The reckless life that accompanied him will disappear at this moment.

Shiqi looked at the candle in his hand and walked to a hay place.

Fall.

In an instant, the fire began to spread, as if it was about to swallow everything up.

One by one, the corpses were carried and thrown into the fire, and after the night, there was no more life in the Shura Temple.