In the drizzle, she lay in front of him, and he didn't even have time to step forward to help her, so he watched in a daze, watching her slowly fall.

The blood in his mouth kept gushing out, and he returned to the trachea and coughed up a pool of blood again, his eyes were hazy with tears, looking at the man standing in front of him, unkempt and unkempt, his hair was dancing, like a devil.

But in her eyes, he is as humble and polite as ever, and a handsome son.

The sun was really bright that afternoon, and the young man who carried her up the mountain and introduced her to Weidao Mountain was also very bright.

She really tried hard to speak, but as soon as she spoke, a mouthful of blood blocked her throat again, and she spit out so that there were already bubbles in the blood, flowing to the ground, she tried hard to crawl to him, but the knife broke her tendons, and she could only move her body hard.

After trying for an unknown number of times, she finally gave up, and could only turn her only eyeball that could move freely, looking at Xia Qingming at the moment.

"Senior Sister Liu...... Willow...... Senior Sister Liu......"

A sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart, Xia Qingming stared at the woman on the ground with his only remaining eyeball, he didn't know whether to pick her up, and in what capacity he picked her up.

"Division...... Senior Brother ......"

Finally, the woman on the ground finally managed to vomit blood and spit out a word.

"I ...... We...... Get back...... Good...... Good no good...... River...... JAC ...... ...... of the day Weather I ...... Dislike...... Too...... Wet ......"

"Bang", at this moment, the man dropped the sword in his hand, and crawled to the woman's side, his fingers deducted blood marks on the ground, he held down his head, roared loudly, like a mad demon, and only had one eyeball, this appearance made him look particularly terrifying.

"Senior sister, junior sister, you, don't worry, senior brother, this is it, this will take you back, no, you can't go back, senior brother killed them for you, hahahaha, yes, kill them, no, no, no, take you back, let's go back."

At this moment, he was already incoherent, and the rest of the people present were silent, Zhou Fangru threw aside the only remaining knife handle in his hand, and looked at all this with an indifferent face, he galloped on the field when he was young, how could he be a person who would repent after killing one or two wrong people?

"Take your junior sister's corpse and leave, and leave Yuzhou City."

Zhou Fangru said indifferently.

Behind him, Zhou Ying came late, in order to avoid some uninvited guests in Yuzhou City along the way, unlike Zhou Fangru and Wei Ziqing, who killed all the way, so they came relatively late.

"It's ...... What's wrong? ”

Seeing that a few people didn't speak, she didn't ask anything, but when she saw Wei Zigeng's injury, she was particularly concerned, and immediately went up the mountain to check the injury. Even though the tendons had been broken, he still didn't put down the sword and the blood-draining spear in his hand.

After a closer look, he found that there were no fatal injuries, so he relieved himself and turned his head to look at a man and a woman on the ground again.

Xia Qingming knelt on the ground, wanting to touch it with his hands, but he didn't know where to start, in the end, he slowly picked up Liu Suxi and tried hard to give her an air machine, but the meridians were broken, and the qi machine could not swim away from the Fu veins, and he was unable to return to the sky, so he cried.

"Senior sister! Senior brother will take you back, we will go home, we will go back to Weidao Mountain, it is still the same, senior brother carries you on his back, all the way back with you. ”

The woman in her arms smiled, her eyebrows and eyes were like a crescent moon, beautiful and refined. She slowly closed her eyes, and said only one sentence before she died:

"Senior brother, let's go home."

The man held the corpse and raised his head, feeling the corpse slowly and gradually cooling, his eyes were out of focus, and even his cry became a hoarse howl.

Just when a few people were about to walk back to join Wei Xian, they suddenly felt the momentum behind them skyrocket, and several people couldn't help but turn their heads and look behind them.

"Senior sister, let's go home, but we have to wait until Senior Brother kills these people to avenge you and let them bury you!"

His eyes were empty, Xia Qingming dropped the corpse in his arms, stretched out his hand to the saber on the side, the long sword on the ground trembled, and automatically flew into his hand, and then gently shook the sword body, and the muddy ground suddenly splashed with muddy water, and the broken stone and blue bricks rolled.

"He actually broke through!"

Zhou Fangru's eyes widened, pulled Wei Ziqing and the others behind him, and looked at the young swordsman in front of him in a daze.

After the qi machine soared, it slowly calmed down, and then it rose a few points again, the light in his eyes was even worse, and the sword in his hand seemed to be unable to withstand the master's qi, and began to tremble uncontrollably.

"You are all murderers, if you kill her, I will kill you!"

Xia Qingming's figure disappeared suddenly, and appeared in front of Zhou Fangru in the next second, kicking hard, and the green-shirted Confucian immediately flew out upside down.

"Daddy!"

Zhou Ying pulled out the knife and slashed it down, but only slashed a phantom.

"The sword qi is so condensed, has he reached the Heavenly Power Realm?"

Without waiting for her to be surprised, Xia Qingming waved her long sword, and the power of Wanjun pressed and crashed straight into Zhou Ying.

"This trick is willing to be used against you for that kid's spearmanship!"

Taking advantage of the trend, it was another flirtatious shot, and the marksmanship used with the sword was still a powerful opponent.

The dust and smoke were everywhere, and a figure flew out of the dust, took out a golden wolf pen in his arms, and wrote in the void.

"Mountains and rivers change".

The golden handwriting dissipated, turned into a streamer and flew into the sky, Xia Qingming's body suddenly seemed to be cracked, and a ravine cracked in the street under his feet. Without waiting for Xia Qingming to react, Zhou Fangru picked up the pen and wrote again:

"Peaks and peaks".

The word was formed, and suddenly the mountain peaks rose from the ground, and hills about three zhang high appeared in the ravines, and there was an abrupt crack before he could stand firm.

"What a sidewalk!"

Taking advantage of the mountain, Xia Qingming lightly stepped on his toes, swung his sword, and the sword intent flattened the previous one.

"Left door? This is the dotted dots of my Wensheng lineage, do you call this the side door? ”

I saw a person standing on the hill, dressed in red, with long hair fluttering, her hands on her waist, looking at everything below.

"The Devil in Red? Uninvited. ”

Xia Qingming licked the corners of his mouth, his eyes were blazing again, and his smile was exaggerated again.

Yan Xin jumped down from the mountain, even if she lost her natal object and cultivated to the same age, she was still a pure martial artist in the Kaiyang Realm after all.

She pulled out the hairpin on her head, wiped her fingers, and the originally ordinary wooden hairpin became extremely sharp, stepped forward step by step, and suddenly turned into a flaming rainbow light, the hairpin in her hand was like a maggot attached to the bone, and it was firmly rooted in Xia Qingming's body.

Xia Qingming's sword swinging action was stagnant, the long sword in his hand fell, and the source of living water was cut off, no matter how she drove it, the sword was there, motionless.

"What did you do to me!"

Yan Xin waved the hairpin in his hand, and the sadness of this time was rarely stretched.

"You can try to forcibly mobilize the qi in your body, but I want to warn you that this act may cause your entire right hand to explode."

Xia Qingming is qi machine is invocation, just a moment, his body is like ten thousand arrows piercing the heart, his entire arm is suddenly red and swollen, and blood spurts out of his pores.

"You ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Fangru slammed forward and followed by a knee impact, Xia Qingming's whole person seemed to be hit by all the fierce horses and flew out upside down, his ribs in his chest were broken and stabbed out of his body, and he spat out a mouthful of blood again.

"Spare your life and let you go back with the body of that little girl, are you paranoid and obsessed?"

Xia Qingming supported his knees with both hands, and he coughed up blood.

"Senior Zhou, I wonder if you have tried the pain of losing your beloved?"

This time, he cast his gaze on Zhou Ying beside Wei Zigeng, his dilated pupils revealed a sinister one, and a sly smile appeared on his face.