"I don't have any suggestions, but a few words of explanation. ”

Zhou Tong took a few breaths with some difficulty, and said: "These explanations don't mean much to others, but I think you are different, after all, over the years, the two of us are in a similar situation, my so-called betrayal is due to fear and self-preservation, and you have done many similar things for the same reason." ”

This refers to the old incident when Mo Yu concealed the Holy Empress Niangniang, obeyed His Majesty the Pope's wishes, and secretly arranged Chen Changsheng to enter the National Education Academy.

Mo Yu shook his head and said, "My fear and self-preservation are due to the world after Niangniang, and it has nothing to do with Niangniang. ”

"No matter what you say, but in my opinion, since Niangniang has never cared about the life or death of you and me, why do we have to live for her? That night, Chen Changsheng went to Beibing Masi Hutong to kill me, and I almost died, but how did Niangniang do it?"

Zhou Tong said mockingly: "She completely ignored my situation, and only thought about how to recognize her son, but unfortunately she was blind and even recognized her son wrong." ”

When he sneered, the purple-black gums contrasted with the pale face, which was very ugly.

Mo Yu said with some pride: "Niangniang cares about me, she let me and Yourong leave Kyoto first." ”

Zhou Tong was silent for a long time, and suddenly said, "Do you think that if I am poisoned, you can easily kill me?"

Mo Yu didn't explain, just elaborated: "I will kill you." ”

"One of your biggest problems is being too young. ”

Zhou Tong said: "Being young means that the years are not enough, no matter how high the talent is, the realm cannot be too high, and you are not patient, you should reappear later, so that my poisonous attack will be deeper, in addition, you should not choose here, this is my home, and it is always more difficult to kill each other in a person's home." ”

For the vast majority of people in the world, home is the place they are most familiar with, and it is also the last bastion, the real home field.

Zhou Tong hid his most cherished tranquility and treasures in this small courtyard, and naturally made a lot of arrangements accordingly, and there were many mechanisms and formations here.

With his words, many sounds of activating mechanisms sounded outside the window, the sunlight in the patio seemed to dim for a few minutes, and several powerful formations were born from the ground.

Those two precious pills had turned into essence in his abdomen, and with the meridians flowing throughout his body, he temporarily suppressed the invasion of toxins and restored some of his strength.

The sun in the sky had no real temperature, the breeze was a little cold, and a smell of blood enveloped the entire courtyard along with the formation.

He did not hesitate to use the Great Red Robe Secret Method, and if anyone used his divine sense to inspect it, they would find that the entire courtyard was now soaked in a sea of blood.

The Great Red Robe Secret Method is his strongest method, and the consumption of Divine Consciousness and True Yuan is extremely intense, especially the two poisons in his body now, and there is no way to support it for too long. But Mo Yu had no way to stay in this sea of blood, and if she didn't want to die with her, she had to retreat temporarily.

He only needs to seize the opportunity of her temporary retreat, escape from this small courtyard, and only need to get to the street to save his life.

This is the most effective method that Zhou Tong thought of before he died.

The small courtyard looks very ordinary, but there are many unusual big people living on the street outside the courtyard, and he chose this place back then.

What happened next was beyond Zhou Tong's imagination, more precisely, beyond his understanding and understanding of Mo Yu.

Because, Mo Yu didn't leave, she stood by the door, letting the invisible sea of blood paint the palace clothes in a terrifying color.

She was calm and focused, and the tiredness between her brows and eyes had been replaced by dead silence.

The stars in the palace clothes are shining, and they are very beautiful when they come out of the blood.

A thin sword that looks very delicate in appearance, but contains the wind and rain of time, pierced the sea of blood in the room, like a condensed starlight.

With a soft pop, the Xiu sword sank into Zhou Tong's lower abdomen, and the tip of the sword poked out from behind his waist, bringing out a black blood water.

Zhou Tong didn't scream, didn't howl in pain, and looked at her in front of him in a daze, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Mo Yu's sword pierced his body.

His sea of blood had also devoured Mo Yu's divine sense.

Don't say that Mo Yu is just in the middle of the Gathering Stars, even if she breaks through to the peak of the Gathering Stars now, it is impossible for her to leave this sea of blood, this small courtyard.

In other words, she will surely die.

Why? Zhou Tong soon understood that she had never thought of living.

He wanted to force her to back down with the words "end together", and she was originally here to die with him.

When she returned to Kyoto, it was a dead end, and she just wanted to take him with her.

Whether she falls into the abyss or enters the sea of stars, she will take him with her, and she will take him to the front of the Holy Queen Niangniang.

Zhou Tong's face became very pale.

He didn't want to die with her.

The entire courtyard is still under his control, and there are still mechanisms and formations that have not been activated, and he still wants to fight.

However, he did not succeed, not because of the sword that pierced through his body, but because his body became stiff.

A pair of hands landed on his shoulders.

The hands were thin, withered, like twigs, white, they hadn't seen the sun for many days, and their nails were pointed, long, sharp, and covered with dirt.

It was a pair of wolf claws, and the sharp nails dug deep under Zhou Tong's shoulder bone, piercing several bloody holes, and black blood gurgling.

Zhou Tong knew that his injuries were even more serious, and cracks had already appeared on his shoulder bones.

His body felt extremely cold, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to look back.

He had already guessed who the man who had come behind him silently like a ghost was.

At the beginning, he had read the relevant files of this person's murder on the snowfield, and he knew that if he turned back, he would definitely be bitten through the neck by the other party.

On the verge of life and death, Zhou Tong no longer paid attention to the two poisons in his body, and squeezed out even the last drop of true yuan.

In the room shrouded in a sea of blood, a shocking wave was set off.

With a loud roar, he turned into a bloody light and rushed out the door.

With a click, the sword that pierced through his body passed through his body, and was broken by his forward momentum.

The man who came behind him like a ghost didn't have time to break his neck, only heard a few snorts, and several streams of blood rushed up.

Countless mechanisms were activated at the same time, and several formations played their final role, exploding like fireworks. The rockery in the small courtyard collapsed, followed by the collapse of the house itself, the smoke and dust were filled, the green bamboo was broken into several pieces, the stone slabs were broken, and even the sunlight seemed to be broken.

Zhou Tong fell to the broken bamboo by the wall.

He pushed off a fake bamboo shoot as fast as he could, and all the remaining courtyard walls collapsed.

He was jetted out of the hospital by a wave of air and landed heavily on the snow.

In the snow, he was covered in blood, and the picture was not beautiful and could not make people feel heroic.

His blood was black and stinking, dripping from the sword wound in his chest and abdomen.

His back was even more miserable, his clothes were tattered, his flesh and blood were blurred, his ten claw marks were extremely deep, and white bones were faintly visible.

Zhou Tong lived for many years, and this was his most miserable moment.

But in his eyes, full of fear and pain, he finally saw some hope, even ecstasy.

Because he finally came to the street.

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The smoke and dust were filled, the stone chips danced wildly, and the entire small courtyard was turned into ruins in a short time.

Mo Yu was not surprised by this. She knew that a person like Zhou Tong would definitely make a lot of noise when he was dying, and this was indeed his home field, she was a little surprised that someone could follow Zhou Tong out of the tunnel, even if she had a detailed map of Zhou Tong's tunnel, she never thought about it. But when she found out that the man was folding his sleeves, the accident became a natural thing, and she knew that what this wolf cub was best at was tracking and hiding, and then killing people.

She and Folded Sleeves glanced at each other, and then walked out of the hospital, wounded, but not too serious.

Zhou Tong's cultivation realm is far higher than Mo Yu and Folding Sleeves, under normal circumstances, even if Mo Yu and Folding Sleeves join forces, they may not be his opponents.

Mo Yu and Folded Sleeves are the people who want him to die in the world, and they are very well prepared, and they invariably choose to use poison.

Even in this case, Zhou Tong still survived and escaped from the courtyard.

However, Mo Yu and folded their sleeves were not in a hurry, because Zhou Tong only had half a life left, and he was not far from death.

When they walked out into the street, Zhou Tong was still not far ahead.

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......

Zhou Tong has become a bloody man, not to mention performing exercises and sweeping, he can't walk too fast, and stumbles forward......

The blood kept dripping down the snow, and it was dark in color, like ink.

The folded sleeves disappeared nowhere, and the shadows along the street seemed to be somewhat distorted.

Mo Yu came behind him, the green silk was slightly messy, and it was brushed on the slightly white face.

She didn't speak, looking at his back with a blank face.

When she returned to Kyoto, she was ready to die with Zhou Tong, but she didn't expect that she was still alive now.

She doesn't care about being found out by others and back in Kyoto, and she doesn't care about being seen by others.

Zhou informed her that she was coming, trying to speed up her pace, but couldn't.

The snow street was quiet, and only his heavy wheezing could be heard.

Mo Yu held the half-cut sword and slashed downward.

With a snap, Zhou Tong fell heavily into the snow, and there was an extra bloody wound on his left rib.

He still didn't look back, gasped, struggled to get up, and continued to walk forward.

There was a mansion on the side of the street, the gate was vermilion, and there was a white banner stretched out in the corner, which was somewhat broken.

With a creak, the door of the mansion was pushed open, and someone walked out of it.

Zhou informed who this mansion belonged to, and his blood-stained face did not show any emotional changes, and continued to move forward.

The sword light flashed again, and there was another bloody gash on his body, and then he fell into the snow again.

An exclamation rang out from the stone steps.

Zhou Tong collapsed in the snow, coughing in pain, blood splattering.

I don't know how long it took, but with a low, beastly wail, he rose from the snow again.

Mo Yu was right behind him, holding a sword in his hand, and his blood was on it.

He didn't look back, just looked ahead, gasping for breath in pain and rapidity.

Snow Street is so clear, as far as the eye can see, there is no one, where is he going?