Chapter 100 Hairy, Dreams Are Not Real......

Everything seemed to be slow, but in fact, it was only for a short time, and the speed of the war horse was extremely fast, chasing the cave void cultivator, forming a silver light, and crashing into Chu Fan in a shout.

Outside the wall door, Duan Yuhai and Yue Chong were shocked to see it, their backs were soaked in cold sweat, and they didn't dare to blink their eyes, for fear of missing the wonderful scene.

In Duan Yuhai's heart, he was even more scolding Chu Fan for being stupid, blaming him for why he didn't hide, but wanted to compete with that beast. Yue Chong shouted in his heart, God-man, God-man, he simply regarded Chu Fan as an idol.

"It's rare to have a war horse with the speed of the void, but it's a pity that you followed the wrong master." The purple light of the Holy Spear of Destiny was even more dazzling in the sun, in the rain of blood, Chu Fan stepped forward in a whisper, and met the war horse on his own, "It's comparable to the speed of the void, so let me try, how strong is the Dao body." ”

Seeing that someone was blocking it, the war horse was very spiritual and screamed, as if it was scaring Chu Fan.

The Holy Spear of Death was instantly taken into Chu Fan's body, his right hand clenched into a fist, and he looked at the click in front of him and hit it, and the sound of an explosion of qi crackled.

Ordinary Yuanying Cultivator, it is difficult to see the speed of the war horse, but for Chu Fan, he who cultivates the immortal soul decision, the speed is by no means below the war horse, how can it be compared to the ordinary Yuanying, he can judge where the war horse will appear in the next moment just by staring at it.

"Bang~!"

The fist did not hit the air, but struck the forehead of the war horse, and the horse screamed, and actually stopped all four hooves, unable to continue forward.

Chu Fan felt a momentum enter his body, rolling him out, and when he fell to the ground, he retreated three feet to stabilize his body.

"Good horse!" Blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, but Chu Fan did not raise his hand to wipe it, but laughed and appreciated, he really liked that horse, not only was he loyal, but he was extremely fast, and more importantly, his body was extremely strong.

With this punch, Chu Fan had already guessed that the Dao body had just formed, which was comparable to the physical strength of a monk in the early stage of the cave void, and ordinary monks couldn't help him at all.

In a moment, Fu Chou came, holding the broken knife in his hand, kicked the war horse, and kicked it to the ground, the horse's eyes seemed to be about to stare out, and he snorted fiercely.

"Such a war horse, if it can belong to me......" Looking at the war horse that fell to the ground, Chu Fan's eyes were bright, and another thought rose in his heart, but finally he shook his head and sighed lightly, "It's just a pity that such a good horse only recognizes one master in his life, and it is difficult, very difficult to subdue it." ”

It is a great honor for such a good horse to die with its master, and it is also the wish of his heart, so it is extremely difficult to accept it.

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Chu Fan understood that this horse could die in battle with Long Hao, it was willing, and the idea of subduing it could only be thought about, and could not be realized.

"What a horse to protect the Lord." Two rays shot out of his eyes, and the broken knife in Fu Chou's hand slashed away, without making any sound, the blade slashed into the armor, and the huge horse's head was chopped down, rolling several times on the ground.

"No!" Although Long Hao was dying, he could also see the scene of the war horse being beheaded, and his terrible cry went straight to the sky, and the sense of grief was extremely strong.

Long Hao was so heartbroken, it was not in vain that this horse was loyal to the lord, and it was not in vain that this horse died because of him and was beheaded off the horse.

"It's just a horse, and it also wants to destroy the big things of this seat and look for death." Because of this horse, Long Hao almost escaped, Fu Chou was extremely angry in his heart, so he killed the horse as soon as he came up to avoid the accident from happening again.

Immediately afterwards, Fu Chou's eyes flashed fiercely, staring at Long Hao, the corners of his mouth gradually outlined a curvature, and a smile crept up his cheeks.

This is a hearty smile, and it is the first time in ten years that he has shown such a smile, and the shackles that trapped his heart have been untied today, and he feels relaxed and confused with hatred, and he doesn't know what to do in the future.

Hand up, knife down!

Long Hao's body shattered inch by inch, and finally turned into dust in the void, his soul was destroyed, and there was no possibility of survival at all.

After the knife, Fu Chou's expression looked like a sense of loss, he closed his eyes and fell into memory, and the broken knife in his hand made a burst of knife sounds, which sounded in his ears.

"Husband......

"General......

The laughter and laughter of ten years ago, and the brothers in the army ten years ago, are still in my ears and in front of my eyes.

Now, all of them have turned into a cloud of smoke, like a dream, after waking up from the dream is reality, facing only thoughts and memories, after the pain, what can be left.

Memories, whether they are real or illusory, are like streamers shuttling by, only for a short time, like an illusory bubble, but they are so engraved in my heart.

Chu Fan stood in place, feeling the coolness of the valley while looking at Fu Chou, the coolness brought him peace of mind, and Fu Chou brought him an epiphany after being heartbroken.

The momentum emanating from Fu Chou's body has changed from the previous killing intent to the simple vicissitudes of life, and even the evil aura that envelops his body has been completely hidden, and at this moment he looks like a mortal, without any inconspicuousness.

"This valley is famous." When Fu Chou opened his eyes and said the first sentence, his expression turned into fortitude, and the momentum between his eyebrows turned into vitality.

It's like seeing through everything and being born again.

Chu Fan was sure that if Fu Chou was called the emperor of blood before, then he was the god of blood at this moment.

Drinking the blood of the enemy, without expression, becoming a god in blood, looks extremely noble, but once it provokes it and stimulates the killing intent in his heart, he is no longer a god, but a ...... Demon!

Fu Chou stood up, his hand broke the knife dance, and he saw that on the cliff wall of the valley, there were three more blood-red characters.

When these three words appeared, all the blood in the valley, even if it was immersed in the ground, was condensed and stained on the three characters.

Therefore, the three characters are the color of blood red, and the blood of thousands of people in this place is condensed.

In an instant, the valley was back to its former appearance, full of coolness, no blood, no blood, no women, and less laughter and pleading in the corners.

Only the empty tents prove that there were soldiers here, and the altar of good wine proves that there were people in this place who fought loudly.

Three words, the Valley of Broken Love, dyed with blood, the red light is strange, revealing a chilling killing intent and evil aura, and there is a kind of soldier's decisiveness in killing, and there is a sense of killing among tens of millions of people without fear.

With one step, Fu Chou's figure disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had already changed into another outfit and was no longer wearing a black robe.

The clothes, at first glance, are a bit like military uniforms, but if you look closely, there are some differences with military uniforms, and there are two more colors on them, which are the blue of the sky and the white of the white clouds.

"What do you need me to do?" Looking at Chu Fan for a few moments, Fu Chou's brows furrowed slightly, and then he loosened up again and said lightly.

"What is the meaning of the void, what is the false illusion." Without any hesitation, Chu Fan was waiting for this moment, saying the question in his heart, and he believed that Fu Chou would be able to answer it.

"Hehe, haha."

Fu Chou didn't answer, but took a step in laughter, and disappeared at the exit of the valley in a few flashes.

When his figure disappeared, words came, and there was a sense of sorrow and sadness.

"Hairy, dreams are not real, fluttering, and difficult to complete."