Sikong Han was pierced through the heart by a sword and nailed to the earthen wall.

Originally, the villagers on the street only saw the second village master scolding with two foreign cultivators and the beggar on the roof who didn't know what kind of wind he was smoking, and the beggar suddenly disappeared, but the second village master was suddenly killed directly by a flying sword.

It was as if everything was happening only in the light of light.

They could only scream in horror and flee in all directions, and a few of them were already paralyzed on the ground, or even fainted in fright.

Even if it is a Northern Meditation Cultivator, now his heart is beating fast.

He was extremely sure that this sword was a sword that a cultivator of the seventh order or above had devoted all his strength to, intended to kill with one blow.

If this sword came at him, he would lift all the spiritual power of the seven heavens, and he could only barely block it, and if he covered his whole body with the fifth layer of the Immortal Lotus Transformation, he could be unharmed.

Xu Jinsong rubbed his sore eyebrows, looked at Sikong Han's corpse silently, his face was bitter, and he said helplessly: "It's so insidious to cooperate." ”

Originally, he and the Northern Meditation Cultivator cooperated with each other, and the two of them worked together, as long as the cultivator's cultivation did not reach the eighth order, this sword could be stopped.

Du Sigui drained all his thoughts and forcibly interrupted his spell casting.

No matter how unconvinced, the matter has become a foregone conclusion and can no longer be changed.

"I knew that I had practiced Yi Sect well before. ”

At this moment, Sikong Han opened his mouth with difficulty, as if he wanted to say something.

Du Sigui quickly stopped his emotion and stared at Sikong Han's mouth, wanting to see what his last words were.

Bei Mingxiu walked up to him and said bitterly, "I'm sorry. ”

I don't know why, he just wanted to say this to Sikong Han.

From the time he came to Fengyun Village, he fought with Sikong Han under Yuan Xue's deliberate trouble, what he wanted to do was how to make good use of Sikong Han, the second village master with developed limbs and a simple mind, to find Fang Chengyi better for himself, or to live a better life in Fengyun Village.

But in the end, he still wanted to treat him as a friend worth befriending.

He wanted to keep Sikong Han's heart, it was true.

But he didn't.

Sikong Han shook his fingers, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and said weakly: "No...... Relationship. ”

There was a blur in his eyes, and the light that represented life was rapidly dissipating.

But he didn't explain anything, just grabbed the jade pendant on the hilt of the sword that killed him, and said something inexplicable: "Lao Tzu...... Death at your hands...... It's good. ”

After saying this sentence with a smile, Sikong Han died suddenly.

In his life, he grasped brotherhood with one hand and the peace of the village with the other, although he acted recklessly, he never caused any big trouble, except for one.

He was ashamed of his mother.

said that it was a mother, but in fact it was just a stepmother, and it was his father Ming Media who was marrying, but he didn't admit it.

When he was a teenager, he listened to the words of an old man, and he used all his strength to make this woman unhappy with the woman who rushed into their family, and he also deliberately destroyed her relationship with her father.

Finally, one day, her father got tired of her and drove her out of the wall, and the last straw that broke the camel's back was the picture of him pretending to be pushed against the wall by her, breaking his head and bleeding.

The words of a child are always believable.

The woman was kicked out of Fengyun Village.

But then the eldest brother, who knew everything, locked him in a small dark room and confined him for three whole months.

It was only after that he admitted his mistake and confronted his sinister intentions.

He swore that he would be an upright person in the future, and he would never dare to do this trick again, but those who left would never come back.

That's what he owes her.

He has no regrets about dying like this.

......

Xu Jinsong originally wanted to blame Bei Mingxiu for interrupting others' last words, but at this time, he had already fallen into silence and was confused.

Those nine words had completely disrupted his thoughts.

"The guy who came out of the sword, and the second village master knows?"

Bei Mingxiu nodded and smiled bitterly: "Even if it is, then it can't change anything, hurry up and go back and inform the master of the big village." ”

After speaking, he walked forward silently, completely ignoring whether Xu Jinsong followed or not. 100 Literature

Xu Jinsong was surprised in his heart, but he quickly followed.

Sikong Han's death was indeed caused by their poor protection, although he has always been lazy, he has never evaded the responsibility he should bear.

But he still couldn't figure it out.

Beiming Xiu obviously doesn't care much about them, just as superficial friends, and he still has some sincerity towards Si Xiang and Yuan Xue, not to mention this Erzhai master who once had a dislike for him, to put it mildly, even if everyone in Fengyun Village dies, it will not have any impact on his future life, back to the Central Plains, he is still the famous Zhou Han Zhou Shaoxia, anyway, the people in Fengyun Village were not killed by him, and he died a Sikong Han, should he be so sad?

The Northern Meditation Cultivator is indeed very sad.

Maybe he didn't realize it himself, he always wanted to protect his friends as much as possible on the premise of protecting himself, and even at all costs.

Just like back then, when he had just embarked on the road to find the North Underworld, he and Lu Linxi fought wits and courage all the way in a mausoleum, from hating each other to becoming friends, when the old Taoist priest in the rear tried to be the yellow finch that caught the mantis, he would lend his ice marble to Lu Linxi, who was not yet acquainted, and the two of them sent the old Taoist priest to the end of the day.

Although Sikong Han is not his real friend, he is still a friend after all.

......

Skyview soon received the news.

Although he didn't say anything, the whole person had completely collapsed, as if he had aged dozens of years all of a sudden.

Bei Ming Xiu told the scene frankly, apologized and left, leaving a pure land for this sad brother.

As for the matter of the jade pendant, when Sikong Jing's mood calms down a bit, he should come to tell them that it is too unkind to mend the knife in other people's sore spots now.

And he, perhaps, needs someone to talk to.

Si Xiang listened to his words calmly, his pretty face was still cold, "Without me, you will be relaxed?"

In the original plan, the defense in the main village was handed over to her, but she didn't expect that there were two people to protect her, Bei Mingxiu and Xu Jinsong, and Sikong Han was actually killed.

"Now it can be determined that that guy has accomplices, and the other party's cultivation is still above the seventh order. Bei Ming Xiu took a deep breath and said helplessly, "No matter what you think, Sikong Han's death is my fault, and I will bear it." ”

Yuan Xue on the side couldn't help but interject: "But what does this have to do with you, it's obviously that they are shameless, and the dignified seventh-order cultivators cooperate with the sneak attack of the Yi Sect, who can withstand it!"

Si Xiang took a deep breath and said, "Having said that, you are still slacking off. ”

Bei Mingxiu didn't refute, and said: "I have made an agreement with Du Sigui to fight again tonight, although it is a little unkind, I still hope that you can help keep an eye on the outside, and don't let that fat man or others sneak in." ”

He paused and said softly, "Be careful of Xu Jinsong too." ”

"Now it's just the two of you I can trust. ”

Yuan Xue didn't interject for the first time.

She could only look at Bei Mingxiu's helpless expression, and her heart was a little blocked for no reason.

Si Xiang was silent for a moment, then nodded, "This is the last time." ”

"Tomorrow, I'm going to leave here with my junior sister, here...... It's too dangerous. ”

Bei Ming Xiu nodded in understanding.

The second daughter of the Snow Peak Sword Sect was originally going down the mountain to experience and practice, and she should not have been involved in this kind of vendetta, and Yuan Xue's state of mind might be devastated.

If a young genius of a sect interrupts his cultivation path during his training, the consequences are unimaginable.

Si Xiang didn't dare to bet, and he didn't dare.

Yuan Xue's eyes darkened, and she said timidly: "The one surnamed Du and his companions are terrifying." ”

Bei Mingxiu nodded.

If it is upright and one-on-one, whether it is Du Sigui or the black-clothed man who is a seventh-order cultivator, he has the strength to fight, but in the situation of the enemy and the enemy, even Si Xiang, who is higher than him, may have lost his life in the sneak attack.

Yuan Xue sighed and lowered her eyes.

Even if Si Xiang and Bei Mingxiu didn't mean to blame her, she was still sad.

If she hadn't been too weak, Senior Sister would have let go of her hands and feet and subdued those two thieves.

No matter how bad they are to shoot with the Northern Meditation Cultivator, plus that unreliable Xu Jinsong, where else can they escape?

"What do you think, when you grow up, this is what you should think about. Bei Mingxiu pressed it on Yuan Xue's head and rubbed it vigorously, not waiting for the little girl to get angry, she had already run away with Yunyoubu, but she could still hear the little girl's angry shouts.

Back in his room, the smile on Bei Mingxiu's face gradually disappeared.

Tonight, Du Sigui dared to make an appointment, and he naturally dared to go to the appointment.

At the very least, this guy has to stay here forever.