The matter before the observation was over in the moment when everyone was caught off guard.

The young man turned around silently, carried the broom, and walked towards the highest and farthest mountain road.

When Qingjiao came back to his senses, Gu Wenzhi had already died in the wind and snow in Daoping, and Chen Qingshan had already gone to the depths of the wind and snow.

She took her sword and chased after her with great rage.

The Taoist has not yet walked into the bamboo forest and snow stream.

The sword rested in front of Chen Qingshan's forehead, and Zhang Lizi in front of Xiaoxue Guan in the distance was obviously frightened, but he just looked at the murderous green pepper, but he didn't dare to step forward.

Qingjiao looked angrily at Chen Qingshan, who was standing with Xuezhu in his hand, and the sword in his hand couldn't help trembling.

Chen Qingshan crawled in the snow and said with a soft smile: "So you see, to be a sword cultivator, why should you be merciful and hesitant? If you think I'm heinous, just kill me. Do you really think I'm a good person after eating some rice in the temple? ”

The black-clothed Taoist man lowered his head, propped up the snow, and staggered towards the bank of the snowy stream, and then stopped there, plopping down and falling.

"Even if I, Chen Qingshan, am a little saint, I won't be a good person."

Qingjiao held the Qingtuan sword, which had long been dulled, and was silent.

Zhang Lizi ran over and cried so much that she helped Chen Qingshan up.

"Master, how did you become like this?"

Chen Qingshan raised his head, squinted his eyes, and looked at it for a long time before he saw Zhang Lizi's appearance clearly.

She's getting a little fatter.

I probably had a lot of fun in the view during this time.

So Chen Qingshan also laughed, pushed Zhang Lizi's hand away, and sat down by the stream with great difficulty.

There was a few snowfalls in the mountains, and the banks of the stream were covered with snow, and it was also very cold.

So Chen Qingshan couldn't stop trembling.

Zhang Lizi held his cold hand and tried to bring him some warmth, but unfortunately in the face of the continuous passing of life, such a little warmth was obviously meaningless.

Chen Qingshan is also not a person who needs warmth.

"Of course I'm going to be like this."

The Taoist's lips and teeth trembled, but he still allowed himself to sit there as upright as possible.

"People like me, if they don't become like this, they can still have a good end, this is the saddest thing in the world - this is what I told you at the beginning, such a thing is right but also sinful."

Chen Qingshan said, and spit out another mouthful of blood.

The snowy stream in front of him was suddenly covered with blood.

It's just that Fang is still calmly talking to his disciples about some calm cognitive Taoists.

At this moment, his face suddenly became panicked, and he leaned down and pulled his Taoist robe, wanting to wipe the blood on the snow.

Zhang Lizi was frightened by this movement, and thought that Chen Qingshan was going to fall, so he hurriedly helped him up again.

But the Taoist is just persistent, breaking free from her shackles.

It's just that the Taoist is obviously powerless, but even a small Taoist with a sense of qi can't break away.

So he could only plead in a panic.

"Erase it, wipe it off."

Zhang Lizi wiped a handful of tears, let go of Chen Qingshan, and lay down on the side of the stream, wiping the blood by the stream with his sleeve.

It's just that no one expected that the next moment, this Taoist suddenly grabbed Zhang Lizi's neck and pressed her whole person towards the stream.

The icy stream instantly submerged Zhang Lizi's face.

Zhang Lizi, who had experienced such a thing, panicked for a while, but struggled in a hurry.

The green pepper on the side reacted, quickly stepped forward, and snatched Zhang Lizi back from Chen Qingshan's hand.

The sword finally pointed at the Daoist's eyebrows with great firmness.

"Chen Qingshan, are you crazy?"

Chen Qingshan calmly wiped the blood from the corners of his lips.

"I'm crazy, no, I didn't, I'm sober, even more sober than you."

Zhang Lizi, who was held in her hand by the green pepper, finally came back to her senses, and the girl from Shanyue City cried out loudly, she didn't understand why Chen Qingshan suddenly acted like this.

Zhang Lizi broke free of Qingjiao's hand, and ran to Chen Qingshan by the snow stream, pulling his sleeve.

"Master, Master, don't you want me?"

Chen Qingshan was just calm and ruthless, grabbed the collar of this little Taoist boy again, and then pressed her whole person into the stream.

"Master... Woooo

Qingjiao didn't expect Zhang Lizi to dare to lean over, scolded in a low voice, kicked Chen Qingshan into the stream, and then lifted Zhang Lizi out again.

The little Taoist boy finally stopped struggling, knelt by the stream, holding back tears in a daze, and timidly looked at the Taoist who was dyed a large patch of blood in the stream.

"Division....."

Before she could say that sentence, Qingjiao interrupted with an angry shout.

"You still call him Master?"

Zhang Lizi shut up in panic, then turned her head, silently wiped her tears, stood up again, and ran away into the snow.

Qingjiao jumped into the stream, grabbed the Taoist by the collar, and lifted him up.

"This is what you call sobriety? Chen Qingshan? Brothers, friends, and brothers are compassionate and filial, is the sobriety of your view of mountains and rivers? ”

Like a black dog in the water, the Taoist just couldn't stop laughing, and didn't struggle, let the green pepper carry it, the sword wound in the abdomen began to crack, and those rotten intestines and organs were flowing out of the body.

"Or what do you think is sober? Let her think that his master is a great great sage? Or is it one of the few good people in the world? ”

Green Pepper was stunned and slowly let go of his hand.

The Taoist fell back into the snow stream, and he lowered his head and looked at the snow stream that was gradually polluted by blood.

"It's like this clear stream has never been clean."

Chen Qingshan smiled and walked step by step in the stream, with difficulty.

"How can there be any cleanness and clarity when you were young?"

"From the very beginning, we walked in a bloodstained story."

The Taoist looked at the footprints of the group that had fled in a hurry.

"She has to be soberly aware of that."

Green Pepper stood there with a complicated expression.

She finally really got to know such a Taoist.

As he said, they were awake.

Maybe Li Shi too.

Just like what Le Chaotian once said to Xie Chaoyu.

Absolute reason, maybe divinity, maybe nature, but definitely not human nature - they are sober to the point of losing their humanity.

Chen Qingshan stopped, stood in the icy stream, and looked back at the sword cultivator from the East China Sea.

"You too."

"Before the rice shop at Yamashita Rice, you should have killed me with a sword. Instead of holding that so-called pity, it brought me back to the view. ”

The Taoist stopped in the middle of the stream and bowed earnestly with difficulty.

"Now."

"Please."

Qingjiao was silent for a long time, and finally lifted such a sword.

How can a blunt sword not kill?

A blunt sword will be more painful.

She held the sword in both hands and slashed thirteen swords before cutting off the head of the Taoist.

This may be exactly what the Taoist wants.