The two siblings who heard the voice were startled, and turned their heads to see a tall thin man wearing a mask leaning against the door frame, his eyes full of smiles.

Dongzhi subconsciously stopped in front of Sang Lu, and held the scimitar in his hand horizontally in front of him, his eyes full of vigilance.

"Brother, is he your friend?"

Sang Lu looked at his brother's guarded appearance, poked his head out and asked cautiously, his eyes full of curiosity.

In the city of Hyderabad, the two brothers and sisters communicate in the official dialect, in a sense, this can try to ensure the secrecy of the conversation between the two brothers and sisters, and it is obvious that Sang Lu forgot that what Tang Luo said just now is also in the official language.

Dong Zhi still has the strength to answer his sister's words at this moment, he has fallen into boundless fear, if he can still raise the courage to fight to the death in the face of Katar, then in the face of Tang Luo, even ten thousand he can't shake a bit, but if the other party has a trace of malice, his sister who has been guarding for ten years will be in danger.

This kind of powerlessness and pain gnawed at Dongzhi's heart, making him hate his weakness immensely.

And Tang Luo looked at Dongzhi's appearance, but he was a little appreciative, obviously extremely frightened in his heart, but he dared to draw a knife in front of his sister, this kind of belief is worthy of courage.

The so-called brave is not that they will not be afraid, but that they are brave enough to be afraid, but they still want to do it.

It was rare to meet a brave man, Tang Luo suddenly wanted to try, where was the limit of this little guy's bravery, so he said: "It's really good that you have such a sister." How about dedicating her to this throne, and this throne will promise you endless glory and wealth, unimaginable force, and power beyond the heavens?"

Dongzhi's face froze, and a cold air gushed out from the bottom of his heart, rushing straight to the heavenly spirit, the worst he expected really appeared, the mask monster was lustful after seeing his sister's peerless face!

Desperate, powerless, and afraid, Dong Zhi threw away the scimitar in his hand, knelt on the ground, kowtowed vigorously, and prayed: "My lord, please, let my sister go, she is just a child, she doesn't understand anything, tomorrow she will participate in the celebration and dedicate this life to the gods, please let her go for the sake of the protector god." ”

"Bang, bang, bang!"

But if there is a glimmer of hope for victory, Dongzhi will not directly drop the scimitar, it is precisely because he knows the gap with the masked monster that he will leave all his dignity behind and kowtow humbly to pray.

"Such a beauty, but to dedicate her life to a clay wood carved Buddha statue, too wasteful!"

The hoarse voice sounded again, dispelling the last bit of extravagant hope in Dong Zhi's heart, raising his head covered with blood, only to hear the masked stranger say lightly: "God can only promise you the next life, but this seat can promise you this life, your sister follows me, and from now on you will enjoy endless glory and wealth, isn't it faster than being a saint?"

Dongzhi's head buzzed and was shocked, and he listened to the strange man in the mask: "It can be seen that you really like swordsmanship, this seat has a set of knife techniques that can kill gods and destroy Buddhas, as long as you sacrifice your sister, this knife technique is yours, like a small role just now, you only need to wave your hand in the future, you can easily kill, if you study deep enough, you will even be stronger than me in the future, when the world is big, no one can stop you, you no longer have to be as humble as today, what gods, demons, immortals and Buddhas, when the time comes, you can be wiped out with a knife, how?"

Dongzhi, whose face was covered with blood, lifted the scimitar on the ground with a blank expression, stood up, looking like a demon who had just crawled out of hell, he stared at Tang Luo viciously, word by word: "You! dream!"

"Boom!"

The surging spiritual pressure added to his body, Dong Zhi fell to his knees, no matter how hard he tried, but he couldn't even lift his fingers, he finally understood why he had just cut off his head like a puppet.

"You know, no matter how hard you try, you can't change the outcome. Tang Luo, who was wearing a mask of Gochen, was like a real demon, and whispered: "It's better to nod, it's not your fault, it's just that this seat is too powerful for you to resist, commit to a demon like this seat, even your god will forgive you, and you can also practice stronger sword skills, why not?"

Dongzhi raised his head with difficulty and spat out a mouthful of blood with hatred, but before he could fly three feet, he hung down weakly.

Sang Lu looked at her brother's miserable appearance, and finally cried, knelt beside her brother and prayed to Tang Luo: "I'll go with you, I'll go with you, please let go of my brother, please." ”

"Ah Mei, you don't ask for him!" Dong Zhi, who was pressed to the ground by the spirit, roared: "Promise me, don't ask him!"

Tearful Sang Lu whimpered and shook her head, her sister, who had always been attached to her brother, seemed to have grown up suddenly, she said firmly to Tang Luo: "My lord, please, take me away, don't embarrass my brother, Sang Lu will definitely serve you well in the future, please!"

The two orphans who depend on each other, the elder brother did not hesitate to give up his dignity for his sister and died generously, and the younger sister was willing to give up her faith for her brother to feed the demons, which made Tang Luo suddenly appreciate these two brothers and sisters.

The black thin boy who suppressed the spirit on Dongzhi's body and regained his freedom picked up the scimitar with one hand and stopped his sister behind him with the other, and said resolutely: "Unless I die, I will never let you take my sister away!"

After speaking, Dong Zhi, whose face was covered with blood, turned his head to Sang Lu again and said seriously: "Ah Mei, you have to remember that you are a saint who serves the gods, and you can't fall into the trap of evil demons for the sake of a pariah!"

"But Brother..."

"No, but!" Dongzhi rudely interrupted Sang Lu and said, "Brother is a waste and didn't protect you, but if you go with him, I will kill myself immediately, do you understand!"

"Okay, brother. Sang Lu, whose face was full of tears, smiled and said softly to Brother: "It is Sang Lu's blessing to be able to die with Brother." ”

Dong Zhiqiang turned his head with tears in his eyes, and stood with a horizontal sword, like a peerless swordsman who was unwavering in the face of thousands of troops.

And Tang Luo also tried out Dongzhi's qualifications, so he said lightly: "With your sword skills, it is almost impossible to kill this seat, but for the sake of your courage to wield a knife, this seat will pass you a knife move, if you can use it to cut the corner of this seat's clothes, this seat will release your sister, how about it?"

Seeing a chance of life in the midst of death, Dong Zhiqiang endured the throbbing in his heart and asked, "Is this true?"

"There are countless knife techniques in the world, if you talk about a blow to kill, Juhe can enter the top three! Pull that is, cut off, not pull and not cut, this knife is only a blade when it is chopped, and the opportunity to see through the moment in waiting is the essence of Juhe. ”

"Dwelling is yang, merging is yin, circle is walking, and hatred is dependent. Force and qi are combined, essence and spirit are combined, and heart and blade are combined. Capture the trace of aura gap in the heaven and earth, and blade out the dragon, is for, Juhe-dragon flash!"

As soon as the words fell, a blade that had snatched the brilliance of heaven and earth flashed, and it slashed across the hem of the star robe like a flash of wind.