She had always been there, in a corner he couldn't see, watching coldly.

The hatred that made him unforgettable met the most unmet people when he reached the final end.

Watching the man approach step by step, the sword in the woman's hand refracted a cold white light in the dim red light, and her patience ran out, and she suddenly struck.

The cold sword pierced the scorching air, and the murderous aura was overwhelming.

Ling Hu Han paused, and looked at the cold sword with a faint look, approaching inch by inch.

"Xiaohan, we will always be good friends, okay? Even if you're not a friend, don't sword each other? ”

"Xiao Han, if one day I raise my sword against you, you must not forgive me for my presumptuousness, just pierce my heart with your sword as you did with your enemy."

"Xiao Han, this may be the last time we will meet, and from now on, Xiao Feng is really dead."

…………

The crisp voice was still in his ears, and he suddenly understood her so-called last side, because she had long understood that Xiao Feng had to die the moment she fell into the cliff.

His eyes looked at the tip of the sword for a moment, until it pierced his chest, and an indescribable coolness spread from his heart, and blood dripped.

The woman didn't seem to expect him to fight back, so she was stunned for a moment, and then the long sword in her hand was violently withdrawn, and the tip of the sword brought up a string of blood beads, dripping to the ground.

Ling Hu Han's body shook, and he immediately raised his feet and stepped on a new level of steps.

"Don't bring about your own destruction!" The woman drank cold.

Ling Huhan raised his hand to cover his heart, and smiled coldly: "You once said, even if you are not friends, don't fight each other with swords, Xiao Feng, I have always regarded you as a ...... Best friend. ”

Between the woman's indifferent eyebrows, there was a flash of vague emotion.

"Xiao Feng, I haven't been able to tell you, even if a **** raises a sword against me, I will forgive you for being presumptuous, you and my brother are the closest people in this world."

The sword in the woman's hand trembled slightly, she looked at Ling Huhan suddenly, and sneered: "Ling Huhan, you don't want to get an inch!" If you want to break into the Ten Thousand Scrolls, you will step over my corpse. ”

Ling Hu Han coughed up a mouthful of blood, then raised his hand and grabbed the tip of her sword.

The tip of the sword that was suddenly grabbed startled the woman and wanted to withdraw it, but she couldn't move because of the blood dripping from his palm.

"If you can really die under your sword, there is nothing wrong, Xiao Feng, if you want to do it, you can pierce my heart here, but I beg you for one thing, after I die, please bury me and my brother together, life cannot be the same day, death must be the same hole...... We said yes......"

The woman's eyes shrank suddenly, and she subconsciously wanted to retreat.

"Xiao Feng, my brother is inside, you have been here for so long, you don't want to see him?"

A hint of panic slipped through the woman's eyes.

"What are you afraid of?" Ling Hu Han's tone was soft, "I'm afraid that he will reprimand us for causing trouble again as before?" ”

"Shut up!"

The woman drank coldly, raised her palm and attacked him, making the fox cold uncover or block, letting her slap her chest, blood sliding down her lips, and his eyes were almost bewitching when he looked at her.

"He can no longer reprimand us, in order to renew Ren Xuanyuan's life, his heart was dug out and made a medicine guide, and then he was sealed in an ice coffin, he couldn't speak or get angry, you have been guarding the Wanjuan Building for so long, and you didn't know that he was inside?"

He sounded like a devil, and the woman's face turned a little pale, as if her soul had been taken away.