Chapter Forty-Nine: The Snow Fills the Bow and Knife

Some people say that when the heavens and the earth are silent, a sword light will come from the sky, cut the world from it, and reopen the heavens and the earth.

It's just that the heaven and earth are not closed at the moment, and there is no sword light flying in the distance.

It's an arrow.

Being able to shoot such a silent arrow from a distance of miles and accurately pass through the chest of the drunken spring breeze is very strong.

Drunk Chunfeng's body shook, and finally he couldn't support it and knelt on the ground.

His body was covered in blood, and the red tassels on the silver spear were stuck in the snow, full of coldness.

"Dog thing, sneak attack Lao Tzu. ”

Drunk Chunfeng covered his chest, his eyes were in a trance for a moment, a wry smile rose at the corner of his mouth, his voice was weak, intermittent, and he kept panting, gradually, his eyes began to close, and blood dripped from his lips, pulling out a blood line and dripping on the green shirt in front of him.

His grip on the spear loosened, and he leaned forward, about to fall headlong to the ground.

A hand grabbed his shoulder and straightened his body.

Li Xiu stood in front of him, holding the long sword in one hand and behind him with the other, his eyes indifferent and his body straight.

Lian Xingyun stood up with the support of the rest of the people, and looked at the two people in front of him with complicated eyes.

Drunken Chunfeng opened his eyes with a strong spirit, and vaguely saw Li Xiu standing in front of him, his shoulders looking a little thin.

"What kind of hero are you?"

He said weakly, his voice so low that it was almost inaudible.

But Li Xiu heard it very clearly, one step forward was death, but his eyes were as indifferent as ever, without fear.

"I don't have much skills. ”

Listening to his voice, Li Xiu suddenly became extremely serious, and he paused and continued.

"Today's cultivation is not just the beginning of the realm, and I can't do anything, but I should be able to die before you. ”

If nothing can be done, then dying must be the best option.

It's just that there are many ways to die, and dying again after a while and dying in front are both deaths.

But the difference is significant.

The drunken spring breeze didn't speak, sat in place and closed his eyes, there is nothing in the world more suitable to render this sadness than this heavy snow.

The feathers of the arrow were still trembling, and a somewhat vague figure appeared from the snow in fur, stood on the opposite bank and stopped for a while, and then walked to the bridge head step by step and stood beside Lian Xingyun and the others.

Many people died in the ghosts of the two caves, and there were corpses lying on the snow, some face down, some face up, with their eyes open, as if they were dead.

Li Xiu looked at the face of the person who came, and the man was still carrying a bow in his hand.

"Xiangmanlu?"

Li Xiu asked.

The voice is bone-chilling, three points colder than this winter day.

"Changlin is full of incense, and I have seen His Royal Highness the Prince. ”

The person who came took off the fur on his body, bowed his head to Li Xiu, and said lightly.

He had a very white face, as white as snow, and the bowstring trembled slightly, and it was actually three points better than snow.

"It turned out to be Changlin's bureau. ”

Li Xiu's face appeared with a sudden look, he wondered from the beginning who it was, which force had such a ability, and used a Wang Zhiwei to lead the entire rivers and lakes, and even said that the ghosts of the two caves would leave the Eagle Sorrow Stream regardless of life and death.

It turned out to be a long forest.

It is worthy of Changlin.

Xiang Manlu didn't answer him, but raised his eyebrows, and asked with some curiosity, "How did Your Highness know my identity?"

Xiangmanlu rarely appears in Datang, and although he is famous, few people have seen him.

"I haven't seen you. ”

Hearing this, the curiosity on his face intensified.

"But I know you're a good wielder. ”

"There are not many monks in the world who use bows and arrows. ”

Xiang Manlu retorted.

"But when you can shoot through the drunken spring breeze with a bow and arrow, there is only one fragrant road. ”

Li Xiu said.

This is a high appreciation and a good affirmation.

Xiang Manlu glanced at the drunken spring breeze who closed his eyes and didn't know life and death, a smile appeared on his face, and then nodded happily, feeling that what His Royal Highness the Prince said was very reasonable.

"Thank you, Your Highness, I'm embarrassed to kill you when you say that. ”

"Let me think, should I let you go? You've finally broken the three tribulations, and it's so boring to die here. ”

Xiang Manlu hugged his arms and pointed his head with his index finger, posing as if he was very entangled.

"You should be glad it's snowing today. ”

Li Xiu suddenly changed his mouth and said the same thing, which seemed to have nothing to do with before.

"Why?"

The interest on Xiang Manlu's face became stronger and stronger, and he couldn't help but ask.

"If there is no snow, how can I cover your breath? before killing this group of waste, the drunken spring breeze will definitely kill you first. ”

The reason why Xiangmanlu is called Xiangmanlu is because his body is really fragrant, and the smell can float out for miles along the wind.

It's just that today's snow covered the smell on him.

"He's not necessarily my opponent. ”

The smile on Xiang Manlu's face gradually subsided, and then said.

"Four years ago, you were chased and killed by Murong Tiancheng for more than 70,000 miles, and you still don't dare to step into Gusu City for half a step and kill the drunken spring breeze?"

"You deserve it too?"

Li Xiu's face showed sarcasm, and the mockery in his eyes was about to overflow.

The smile on Xiang Manlu's face disappeared completely, he looked at Li Xiu, the longbow in his hand was raised, and the bowstring trembled and made a buzz in the air, which spread far away, and the snowflakes shattered into powder everywhere he went, and Li Xiu's body flew out upside down at this moment.

The clothes were torn apart from the middle, and a long bloody streak appeared on the chest, like a wound drawn from a whip.

But the blood mark was thin, narrower, and deeper.

This is a wound cut with a bowstring.

"I think about it, Your Highness is such an excellent person, it's better to die. ”

As he spoke, Xiang Manlu lifted the bow, and a drop of bright red blood hung from the top of the bowstring, which rolled down the top and slid down, and then fell to the ground along the bow.

He took out an arrow and put it on it, pointing it forward.

At this moment, Li Xiu's body had just flown out upside down and had not yet landed.

Xiang Manlu's eyes narrowed.

The arrow was aimed at Li Xiu's throat, and then gradually let go of the fingers that were holding the bowstring.

The snowflakes did not fall one by one, but turned into countless fine powders, like a blizzard, kicking up smoke and dust in Luoxian Gorge, looking like yellow smoke from 100,000 iron hooves, covering the eyes and sight.

Suddenly, the earth shook.

The snow on the ground was lifted high, the loess turned out, and cracks began to appear in the ground, spreading like spider webs in all directions.

A loud roar was born out of thin air between heaven and earth.

The roar caused waves in the air, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the sunlight shot out, as if it had torn a hole in the sky.

At the same time, the 100-meter-long Luoxian Bridge, which connected the north and south, broke instantly, and was replaced by a claw, sticking out from the bottomless Luoxian Gorge.

It is thousands of feet in size, covering the sunshine and wind and snow in the sky.

Covering the sky and the sun, it is extremely shocking.