Ye Yu deserves to have lived for more than ten years, not as impulsive as Beichen Yuan, even now he is angry, and every move and style has not shown any flaws, and the knife is very stable without a trace of impatience. And Liang Jian's side was still struggling to support, and the Jackdaw Sword seemed to be no match for the Evening Sword, making a painful roar, and the sword body trembled slightly. The two fought for more than half an hour, and all the flowers and trees around them were destroyed, and it was a mess. Liang Jian gasped slightly, and his hands trembled a little. Although Aoshuang's swordsmanship is powerful, it needs the support of a huge amount of true qi, she has been fighting with Ye Jian for a long time, and her true qi has begun to be disordered, the tendons and veins in her body are faintly torn pain, and she tastes a trace of bloody sweetness in her mouth. She felt like she was almost at her limit, but she couldn't fall down yet, she was still waiting, just hold on a little longer, just a little longer.

But Ye Jian wouldn't give her this opportunity at all, she didn't mean to stop at all, the offensive became more and more fierce, and she couldn't resist it. He slashed down, and she struggled to dodge, leaving a deep scar on the spot. If this happened to her, she would probably break it in two immediately. Frightened, Ye Jian waved the knife again, and it seemed that she couldn't hide from the right shoulder and was slashed, and suddenly blood poured in, staining most of her clothes red. The wound healed after a while, but the pain persisted, and she couldn't hold the sword anymore. Ye Jian took the opportunity to attack again, and she could only try her best to dodge, so as not to be embarrassed.

She couldn't hold it anymore, Ye Ji quickly grabbed her flaw, stabbed her abdomen with a knife, she hurriedly covered her lower abdomen and sat on the ground, the jackdaw sword in her hand also fell aside, the knife not only cut through her lower abdomen, but the true qi attached to it also crushed the intestines inside. Although she could recover quickly, the pain was really unbearable, and she broke out in a cold sweat in pain, only to feel that her eyes were dark. Ye Jian swung his knife to cut off her head, and in a moment's time, a sword flew in the distance and flicked his knife away. Liang Jian breathed a sigh of relief, she finally waited, Lin Zhaojing came in the distance, he was young, but he had been practicing Aoshuang swordsmanship for seven or eight years, and he had reached the realm of human and sword integration. She also had the strength to fight against Shang Ye Ji, took a look at the injured Liang Jian, and sent her some painkillers, she opened the lid and drank it all, only then did she feel better. Lin Zhaojing turned around and confronted Ye Ji, his eyes full of anger.

"Yo, isn't this my good brother, Liang Jian, you're really disgusting, you don't even let go of children." He sneered, as if he didn't give up until he was disgusted, and his scathing face looked disgusting.

"Filthy people look at everything dirty," he said in a deep voice, with a sullen face, "and today is your death." ”

With that, he raised his sword and slashed it, and the two of them fought even more dusty, and the movement was even greater. Ye Jie's sword was sharp and sharp, and Zhaojing's sword was superb, and the two were almost comparable. Liang Jian was relieved to get busy on the side, she took out the blood of various female characters she had collected, bit her index finger to drip her own blood into it, and smeared it on the broken mirror. Looking at the shiny broken mirror, her mood was a little heavy, and she sighed while smearing the blood evenly, "System system, I may be hanging, if you are still alive, remember to burn more paper money for my grave in the future, remember to have a larger denomination, don't be too stingy." She smiled wryly at the silent mirror, this was the friend she had helped the most since she came into this world, and she still didn't know if it was okay or not.

She endured the pain and ripped off the red thread wrapped around her little finger, and it felt like a cramp. She smiled bitterly, Ye Jian couldn't cramp her, she gave herself cramps first. The red thread quickly melted into the shattered mirror. Suddenly, the mirror glowed with a faint red light, and it looked very bewitching. This is the method she and the master of the Xuanwu Sect have discussed together. They can't wait for the National Day holiday, Ye Ji has begun to suck the luck of the emperor with the help of Beichen Yuan's body, it is not a pity that the emperor is dead, but the luck of the emperor is the national luck that maintains the peace of a country. If it had been delayed until the National Day holiday, the emperor would have been sucked dry, and the damage caused would be irreversible. Even if they tried to save him, it would be useless, so they had to get rid of him as soon as possible.

The plan without Shen Yuanzhi's blood is extremely risky, and it is very likely that the background will detect it at any time, so she is looking for death this time. She didn't tell anyone else about her plans, and they wouldn't agree with her. She looked into the distance, thinking if she could see them for the last time, and then shook her head and laughed to herself. I watched the TV series Xiao Sha before

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said that when the characters in it died, they all wanted to see the person they missed the most before they died. She only felt a little numb when she looked at it, but now she was like this herself. I don't know when she started, but she also has people to worry about, friends and family.

She took out the flute and played it slowly, Ye Jiben and Zhaojing played in the dark, and the true qi in the body of the flute fluctuated slightly. He forced his operation, and only then did he calm down, and Zhaojing seized the opportunity to stab him in the left shoulder with a sword. Suddenly, the wind blew around, and the originally clear night sky was instantly covered with dark clouds.

Looking at the sudden change in the sky, Liang Jian knew that the backstage would soon notice that time was pressing. She used all the true qi in her body, blew the flute, and manipulated the flute to attack Ye Ji. Sure enough, the true qi in his body began to float again, he clutched his chest and gasped, glaring at Liang Jian resentfully. Zhaojing grasped the opportunity very tacitly, and stabbed a sword into his heart, and a lightning bolt in the sky slashed down, almost hitting Zhaojing, but fortunately he dodged in time, but the thunder was entangled with him one after another, which was very annoying. He glared at the sky and scolded angrily, "It's shameless to be ashamed of evil!" ”

Ye Yu was stabbed in the heart, covering his heart, his face was painful, and at this time, the red thread in his hand became more and more red, fluorescent, and he was sucking the emperor's luck. Now is the time! She threw down her flute and pounced on her, taking ......