"By the way, eldest sister, the saddest weakness in his heart should be his eldest sister, but I am also their eldest sister, who is the bewitching black gauze woman?"

She confused Qingyun with her supernatural powers, and got a glimpse of the most fragile brick in the other party's spiritual world, but she never thought that this brick was actually a woman who was so beautiful that she was a little envious.

Long Fushi didn't know why she had these random thoughts at this moment of life and death, but her words were dead, the light flute and the others were unconscious, and the cold sword didn't have time to rescue, and in the face of the murderous Qingyun, she only had one way to go.

Sit back and wait.

The blood-red sword approached quickly, but Long Fushi's ears echoed the young man's heart-rending cry for no reason.

"Yes, that's not his eldest sister, that's probably his most beloved person!"

Suddenly, Long Fushi smiled as if she had solved a puzzle that had puzzled her for a long time, but along with her smile, there were also tears flowing into Qingyun's heart.

Time and time are frozen, and tears and tears communicate the same and different meanings.

Long Fushi's tears slowly approached the corners of her mouth from her cheeks, and the jade pieces around her neck also flashed with a different color, but the smile was poignant, and the peerless red face with thin eyebrows and thin lips made Qingyun in mid-air suddenly stunned.

"Big... Big sister?"

Xu is just because he fell into the talent of Long Fu's poetry "Confused Sound", and she, who is known as "Allure", slowly turned into Xiao Luoyi's appearance again in Qingyun's eyes.

In just an instant, the blood in his eyes receded, and the anger and murderous intent in his heart vanished.

Qingyun knew very well that it was not the eldest sister standing opposite, but Long Fushi's slightly similar appearance and the jade pieces dotted around his neck made him unable to do anything.

"Hey, spare her life. ”

Qingyun still couldn't bear to kill Long Fushi after all, not to mention that he still felt a little grateful in his heart, after all, the other party did let him see the eldest sister who was thinking about it.

"Even if it's just a dream. ”

The wind dried each other's tears, and the galloping Qingyun pressed down on Zang Feng, who was originally aimed at the center of Long Fushi's eyebrows, so the tip of the sword was tapped, and Long Fushi's ears heard the crisp jingle of gold and jade colliding.

"That's nice. ”

From Qingyun's sword killing to his retreat, Long Fushi never blinked even once from beginning to end.

She just looked at the young man in green shirt who was so fixed, and she didn't even notice that after Zang Feng clicked on her confused sound jade, a trace of red light was like a seed, quietly taking root in the jade piece.

Of course, Qingyun didn't notice the bits and pieces of the moment.

With the slightest force of the shock from the tip of the sword, the young master took advantage of the situation to collect Zang Feng, and was about to pick up Hebai who was in a coma on the side after he landed, but Long Fushi suddenly exclaimed:

"Be careful!"

Before the words fell, the sword qi came first, and the original dragon Han Sword also took the opportunity to kill it!

Due to Fang Cai's soft-heartedness, Qingyun missed the opportunity to kill Long Fushi, and now this Dragon Cold Sword is hungry and the tiger is hungry, and he is powerless to fight back when the back door is wide open.

Feeling that Sen Han's sword qi easily pierced his body protection spirit shield like chopping melons and vegetables, the ruthlessness in Qingyun's eyes flashed away.

Poof!

The body protection spirit shield broke in response, the long sword of the Long Han Sword was castrated, and the blink of an eye directly penetrated Qingyun's heart, and even the slightest moment was about to stab Long Fushi not far in front of him!

Seeing this, Long Hanjian was suddenly shocked, because Qingyun was facing away from him, so he didn't see clearly that the young master had shown mercy to his eldest sister's subordinates.

This sword seems to be life-threatening, but in fact it is to save Zhao from Wei Wei, because he expects that Qingyun has no grievances with them, and he will not give up his life to attack Long Fushi, how do you know that the young man did not dodge at all, and he took a sword from himself in vain.

The result that scared him the most was not this, if Qingyun really had a jade burning with his eldest sister, then he would really be to blame.

Fortunately, after the long sword pierced Qingyun's body, this kid did not pounce on Long Fushi again.

But before Long Hanjian's aura could catch his breath, he suddenly felt a strong force coming from the front of the sword, and the wound behind Qingyun gradually glowed with a sticky and treacherous evil red glow.

At this time, he only remembered that the strength of the young man's physical body might be stronger than that of the dead ghost dragon Yanzhi!

And because of his hesitation, Qingyun won a precious respite, and saw that his left wrist was spinning, and the Dragon Han Sword in a hurry could not resist such a huge force at all, and the sword was instantly out of his hand.

But as a result, a huge hole was cut out of Qingyun's chest, and the red light circulated inside, Rao is had already cultivated to the Yuanhua realm, and such a bloody scene still scared Long Fushi into discoloration.

Ignoring his beloved sword, Long Hanjian hurriedly turned sideways and swept towards Long Fushi, while Qingyun glanced coldly at the two of them who were like great enemies after pulling out the sword on his chest.

"This time the gift of the Long family will be repaid tenfold after the next day!

As soon as he finished speaking, Qingyun pointed at the sword, directly broke the sword with absolute strength, and then turned his head and turned around, not caring about Hebai, dragging his bloody body and walking away.

Only a cruel and lonely back was left, leaving the two who were still stunned in place.

As for the young master, in the end, he took away the cigarette cage Yuzhang that originally belonged to Long Yanzhi, and the stunned and inexplicable Long sisters and brothers were afraid that they didn't have the heart to take care of it anymore.

After Qingyun's desolate figure disappeared from the eyes of the two for a long time, they reacted as if they had just woken up from a dream.

Glancing at each other, a bitter smile appeared on Long Hanjian's rigid and cold face:

"Eldest sister, your injuries are out of the way, right?"

He really didn't understand, wasn't today's plan to take the dragon light flute that took away the green spirit fruit in Chang Ye's hand?

How to blink an eye, Long Yanzhi, one of the four young people of the Long family, died not to mention, and the eldest sister, who had always been unfavorable and unfavorable, was also injured, not to mention Lao Shizi Qinglingguo.

Is it because I didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out in the morning?

"Big sister?"

"Big sister!"

Long Hanjian raised his voice.

"Uh, Chill Sword..."

After calling twice in a row, Long Fushi reluctantly took back a pair of beautiful eyes from the direction where Qingyun disappeared.

She first stroked the jade piece on her neck that had been clicked by the other party's long sword as if to confirm that it was okay, then took out a silk scarf, and after elegantly wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, she glanced around her eyes full of devastation, and smiled bitterly:

"Hey, I didn't think I would kick the iron plate. ”

At this time, Long Hanjian had also regained its original silence and coldness, but the worry in his eyes had not diminished, so Long Fushi added:

"I'm okay with the cold sword, but the Divine Mansion has been a little shaken, and it will be fine when I go back and rest for a few days. ”

"Well, then are you going to chase after the eldest sister? He was so seriously injured, I'm afraid that now he can only have fifty percent of his combat power left. ”

"No!

"Yes!"

It was only at this point that Long Fushi recalled that the senior who had been guarding her seemed to have sent a message to herself before the collapse of her divine thoughts, but now was not the time for detailed investigation.

Seeing that the melancholy in Long Hanjian's eyes gradually disappeared, Long Fushi pulled the fiery red cloak on his shoulders slightly, but his eyes involuntarily looked in the direction where Qingyun left, and muttered to himself:

"yes, such a serious injury, do you think he can survive?"

Long Hanjian didn't notice the abnormality of the eldest sister, and analyzed objectively and calmly:

"Ordinary people are naturally unable to survive when I pierce the heart, but not only is he not affected by the eldest sister's confusion, but his momentum before leaving is not as strong as the outside, he is not an ordinary person!"

"I hope so. ”

The three words with a complicated voice suddenly made Long Hanjian glance at Long Fushi strangely, but in just a moment, she once again changed back to her previous calm and calm eldest sister, and commanded:

"Han Jian, the children of the clan should just be stunned, you wake up the dyed ink first. ”

"Yes, big sister. ”

Still like a loyal guard, Long Hanjian suppressed many doubts in his heart, meticulously carried out her orders, and directly woke up the woman who had been serving Long Fushi.

At the same time, Long Fushi put away her gentleness or softness, and all her virtuous temperaments were extremely calm and could even be said to be ruthless and walked to Long Yanzhi's body.

How can the current young master Yanzhi still be as majestic as Fang Cai, and his face that has been flushed with ashes still shows a surprised expression, and a few big characters are engraved in the lifeless pupils:

"Death is not blind. ”

Yes, the sword of the wind sharpens iron like clay, and Long Yanzhi also made himself a whole prison, and was cut into several sections by Qingyun Lianren.

Because the young master is slashed, and then the poor young master Yanzhi doesn't even have a whole corpse, and his broken hands and feet are flying everywhere, plus an indescribable blood.

Long Fushi didn't look at the "good brother" who couldn't die anymore, and after standing still, he slowly accumulated spiritual power, and at the same time, his hands were constantly knotting some very old and obscure seals.

A moment later, the blood on the ground, including Long Yanzhi's corpse, glowed with inconspicuous red dots.

By the time he had finished casting this seal, the points of light that were like the tips of needles had converged into a red ball of light about the size of a fingernail, like a drop of blood full of vitality.

At this time, the dragon dyed ink also finished pranayama with the help of the dragon cold sword, and gradually regained consciousness.

She only has the cultivation of the Hundred Veins Realm, and with the help of the Long Han Sword of the Yuanhua Realm, a little shock injury does not matter.

"Miss, are you alright?"

The first thing Long Ranmo did when he opened his eyes was to ask about Miss's injury, which made Long Fushi, who was facing away from the two, feel a trace of heartfelt warmth.

Glancing at the useless body again, Long Fushi raised his hand lightly, and a raging fire ignited on the remnants of Young Master Yan Zhi.

And reflecting the blazing firelight, she seemed to have changed her face, put away the ruthlessness and ruthlessness just now, and once again entered the gentle and beautiful role before.

"I'm fine, come on, open your mouth. ”

Long Dye Mo didn't know why, but out of trust in the young lady, he opened his mouth without saying anything.

I saw Long Fushi in the distance flick her fingers, and the drop of blood that was originally wrapped between her green fingers slipped down the throat of Long Ink's throat and entered her abdomen.