But Song Ke stood up suddenly, and his eyes were also blackened, only to find that the strength of his body had actually dissipated with the sweat of the body that Shicai was fighting against the itch, leaving only a sour body at this time, so suddenly his body was almost out of breath, although the hand was tight, but it was trembling, and he couldn't use his strength at all - or rather, he couldn't estimate how much strength he had used. www.biquge.info He staggered and escorted Lou Qianshan to take two steps forward, until he found that her complexion had changed, and he realized that his subordinates were really heavy, and he barely weakened his strength, still holding her slender throat in his palm.

Lou Qianshan's throat was slightly loosened, and he finally relieved himself and coughed out. She didn't guard against Song Ke turning her face, and she was ready to use the puzzle technique, but she didn't expect him to act so quickly, and her breath was not smooth at this time, where could she afford to mention half a point of "Yin and Yang Translocation" skills.

"You are going back on ......your word," she finally said this, coughing, wheezing, her left hand hidden behind her, thinking about pranayama and stopping, looking for an opportunity to use the ice condensation technique or get out of trouble.

Song Ke felt that the thin throat in the palm of his hand was rolling hard. "Am I going back on my word?" he sneered, his throat a little hoarse, "so what?

Lou Qianshan's heart sank when he heard this, and his face sank. "You lied to me too...... You won't help me!" she was moved with grief in her heart, her voice changed, and the corners of her eyes were wet.

Song Ke couldn't tell whether she was a fake or not, a pair of eyes stared at her, stalemate for a long time, and then caught a glimpse of the antidote bottle that was put back on the table, and his heart softened slightly.

In any case, Lou Qianshan finally put the antidote into his mouth. No matter what her purpose was, if it weren't for her, she would have suffered a lot of sin for a long time.

He saw that her eyes were just in tears, and after all, he had no plan, snorted, and put down his hand. "Today's plan is settled. You don't have to act either. Go and tell Shen Fengming that I will also go to the meeting place of Black Bamboo this time later, if he is willing to change his mind, as long as it is before attacking the valley, it is not too late, I will wait!"

He turned around and was about to jump out of the window to leave, but Lou Qianshan's tone changed: "You know that there are more defeats and fewer victories, why don't you want me to help?" I really don't understand - Shen Fengming is better than me, you only trust him!"

Song Ke's steps stopped slightly. "He has the Black Bamboo Society in his heart, but you only use the Black Bamboo Society as a means to an end - who do you think I should go to?"

"You don't care what means and ends I have, what he can do, I can always do it-don't go!" Lou Qianshan saw that he was about to leave, his heart was anxious, and his body stepped forward, and the green silk and the tears scattered from the corners of his eyes were condensed into broken blades and splashed on the back of Song Ke's neck.

Song Ke turned around when he heard the sound, and he didn't think that tears could hurt people, and he blocked it casually, and his thin sleeves had been torn open several tears. He was secretly surprised, his left sleeve fell, the flying needle was in his hand, his wrist was swung out, his eyes were confused, Lou Qianshan's face was beautiful, and the magic of enchantment had been cast.

But the needle was already in front of her. As soon as Lou Qianshan leaned back to avoid it, Song Ke's eyebrows were clear, knowing that she was good at confusing techniques, and she was physically and mentally weak at the moment, so she didn't dare to resist hard, so she took advantage of this gap to quickly pull out the blade and unsheath, and wanted to use the speed of her hand to quickly subdue the woman in front of her before the old trick was repeated.

This wall is moving, and the sound is loud. The door of the house was slammed open, but Shen Fengming had already heard the sound. What kind of scene is this: Song Ke's broken blade is about to swing in the air, but under the backlight, it can be seen that his face is all cold sweat, white and blue; on the other hand, Lou Qianshan's face is red and purple, and his lips and nose are slightly panting, as if he has just regained his breath.

"Stop!" he flew in, trying to stop Song Ke's blade. Song Ke knew that it was difficult to defeat the two of them, and if he didn't answer, he even turned back with a knife, and suddenly came out of the window.

"Don't go!" Lou Qianshan hissed, chasing after him in a hurry, but Shen Fengming stepped in front of the window. "Stop chasing!" he said before he saw a few bruised fingerprints on her neck, and stretched out his hand in surprise, "Are you okay?"

"Get out of here!" Lou Qianshan remembered Song Ke's words, hated him, and opened his outstretched hand. "Don't worry about it!"

"Does he really want your life......" Shen Fengming seemed to be a little unconvinced. "Why didn't you come to him without permission?"

"I don't have to tell you what I'm going to do. Lou Qianshan said in a vicious voice, "Why am I, you know very well - I have a different purpose from you, even if there is only one hope, I can't let it go!"

As he spoke, his breath still seemed a little incoherent, with a bit of a sighing sound. Shen Fengming shook his head: "So you have to negotiate with him alone? Do you really think you can do anything? Think about it yourself, how much have you put yourself into in order to avenge your so-called revenge? Your father has a spirit in the sky to see you do this for him-I would rather you not take revenge!"

"I choose my own path, even if I die, it is myself, what do I have to do with others, and I can teach you a lesson?" Lou Qianshan's tone was cold, he didn't look at him, he only finished speaking gloomily, and turned around and walked out of the room.

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It's not dark yet. Song Ke left the inn, but he was afraid that he would be caught in this neighborhood, so he hurriedly picked a path and left the city, dragging his tired body to the woods on the outskirts.

The forest stream that has not rained for a long time has shown a dry appearance, but it is not as thirsty as the Song Ke who was tortured by that time. He hurried to the stream in three or two steps and picked up a drink. After three strokes, he felt extremely uncomfortable, so he simply jumped into the stream, and found a place with a slight gap in the stream, and lay down on his back and opened his mouth to catch the falling water. The splashing water drenched his face and body, but he was more refreshed, and he finally stopped being thirsty, and he didn't even want to get up, but only tilted his head slightly, and lay motionless in this slanting sun-lit stream.

After a while, his heaving chest calmed down a little. It was only then that he felt really tired. Since starting from Huaiyang half a month ago, this circle has come down, except for the day when he was forced to stop by Jun Li in front of the Xinjiang waterway for a day, he has hardly stopped. A fuss is not small, but in the end, their own plans are still not successful, and those so-called cards in their hands are really their own? Maybe they are actually someone else's cards.

He was torn apart. If he couldn't stop the confrontation between the two sides, of course he still hoped that the Black Bamboo would win and the Green Dragon Sect would lose, but the Illusory Life Realm would want to be the enemy of the Black Bamboo Society, so what should he do at that time? Jun Li and the Thorn Thorn had already entered the Green Dragon Valley-they were already on that side; Shen Fengming had rejected him, and he and Lou Qianshan would definitely be used by Suzaku and Yu Rui. In the end, the exhausted and lonely man who was lying in the water at this dusk was just himself, who cared about that little painstaking plan?

He lay down until twilight, and at the beginning of the new month, he crawled out of the stream. Although the wind at night was also warm, it could blow on his wet clothes and wet hair, and it even made him cold. He dragged his feet to find a big tree, sat down casually, and prepared to wait for the dawn of tomorrow.

The wind was blowing in the treetops, and the rustling sound always felt like a precursor to rain, but in fact, the air was dry, and the water was just my own clothes. He closed his eyes and thought about tomorrow. Tomorrow, he can only go to Tiandu alone, the place where the Black Bamboo Society in Huizhou usually gathers, and it is also the base where the attack on Qinglong Valley is ready to be launched this time.

Suddenly, someone coughed a few feet away. He shrugged in surprise - who is it? Could it be that the wind is too strong, and the forest is too dense, and he didn't even hear half of the clues?

"You're alone?" an inky figure appeared behind the tree. The person who came was less than forty years old, and the ink color of his clothes was a little green, which was similar to the color difference between the forests, and his voice was also gloomy, "--What about Shen Fengming?"

Song Ke breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the comer, but then turned his head away.

"It didn't work out. He whispered. He refused to come. ”

The man snorted softly. "Useless stuff. The tone was undisguised.

Song Ke's expression was angry, and he suppressed it for a moment, and Fang said, "When did you arrive?"

"It's coming, it's coming, but you haven't done it, how are you going to explain?" the man said coldly.

"Where is the head now?" Song Ke said, "I will discuss it with him." ”

The person on the other side glanced at him out of the corner of their eye. "Discuss? My father is bound to win Shen Fengming, but you say he won't come—what else is there to discuss?"

"That's what I'm going to say, just because- although you want me to start with Shen Fengming, now he refuses to agree, but there are still others who are willing to help. And I wondered, does he have to do it, what if it were someone else?"

The black shadow sneered, as if unwilling to say more, and turned to leave.

"Don't leave yet, speak clearly!" Song Kezi didn't want to be taken for a fool.

The man only said, "I will contact you when necessary." You just wait. ”

"I'm afraid the people from the Black Bamboo Society will be here soon!" Song Ke chased, "I'm going to Tiandu Peak tomorrow, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to meet you again!"

The man paused. "Shen Fengming will also go to Tiandu, right?"

"I think I'm going to go. ”

"That's your last chance. Try to convince him again, but it really doesn't work, try to meet him at the foot of the mountain, and I'll figure it out. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Don't ask. I repeat, this is your last chance. The man's voice was still cold, "You take this, and when you get to the foot of the mountain, pull the cork, and I will know." ”

Song Ke watched as another new bottle was handed to him. He probably knew that their faction was good at manipulating insects, and there must be some kind of live insects in this bottle, and once they pulled it out, they would naturally fly back to their masters for the purpose of arraignment. He didn't like to be ordered like this, but the "last chance", he knew was said to himself. Even though he had all kinds of suspicions, he really didn't have any other allies except for the Phantom Realm in front of him.

"When will I see Master Guan?" he was still a little uneasy, "Are you sure that what you say is what he meant?"

"He will enter the Green Dragon Valley tomorrow and meet the Blue Dragon Sect Master, and he has no time to see you. The Shadow said.

Song Ke was still about to ask something, but the person on the other side had already returned to the shadows of the trees. "You don't have to think about it, I and the others will take you. Let's go first today. Perhaps hearing his hesitation, his tone of voice softened as he retreated.

The forest is black again. Song Ke didn't try to chase after him, he took two steps back, leaning against the trunk of the tree, and his body was blown cold by the wind.

The Illusory Realm has arrived first. He said in his heart. Tomorrow, Guan Fei wants to meet Tuoba Gu, presumably to take Guan Mo and Guan Daiyu back. The Blue Dragon Sect is just protecting the two of them, so they will naturally hand them over to him, and when the Black Bamboo Society comes, won't there be no need to attack the valley? If that's the case, I don't know why the Illusory Realm has to persuade Shen Fengming to help? They are afraid that the Black Bamboo Society will still target Guan Mo and the others, and they will turn to be their enemies, right? If they can really stir up the internal strife of the Black Bamboo Society, it will naturally be of great benefit to them, but if I do this, will I become a sinner who puts the Black Bamboo on the verge of collapse?

He looked up. Even the bright moon could not shine through the dense branches and leaves of this forest. All he could see was a shattered darkness.