The meaning of the three words "quit" is to collect the team and go home. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoAlthough it is a little late, it is better than Shen Fengming really regretting it after having three long and two short.

Ziyu's little finger has been flexed together, and he puts the knuckle between his lips. It was a string of whistles. I still have the identity of this commander, and I can end this mission that should not have started with a string of whistles - it's just that Zhang Gongchang is here, I don't know how many people are willing to listen to my password agreed before leaving?

Zhang Gongchang was shocked when he saw his action from afar--it was a code for "mission abandonment". The situation under the wall, he didn't have time to take a closer look, but according to the plan, the eight people on the wall were the main force of the sneak attack, and now so many people were contained, only two of them were still empty, presumably it was not so easy to get it, how could Mingjin withdraw his troops at this time?

"Ziyu!" he was furious and raised his bow at him. "Do you know what you're doing!"

The heavy steel arrow that originally wanted to stay behind the three arrows that were fired at Shen Fengming had already flown towards Ziyu with a terrifying sound of breaking the sky, and before Ziyu could change his gesture to finish the string of whistles, he hurriedly pulled out his short sword to block it. However, he underestimated the power of the arrow - it was the power of the steel arrow that had seriously injured Jun Li, Shen Fengming had been fighting 120,000 points to block, and he never thought that the direction in which the arrow flew was not himself!

With a "dang" sound, Ziyu's short sword struck the steel arrow, and the short sword was already out of his hand. The strength of the steel arrow was weakened twice, but it was still nailed into Ziyu's chest at a speed that was less than an instantaneous eye. Even the tearing sound that passed through his chest was so clear, so clear that Shen Fengming's hair stood on end in an instant, like hearing the underworld.

"Ziyu!" he really lost his color, and the shouts became distorted. With the brutal sound of splitting the chest, the power of the flying shot had already slammed Ziyu's body out of the wall. - Yes, he flew and was shot high into the air under the bright starlight. He had just made his own decision. But - can't really make your own decisions?

Shen Fengming couldn't reach him anymore. No one will be able to get him. He didn't even have time to see if he was okay, because Bow Chang wouldn't give him that time!

But just then, he heard the last whistle from outside the wall—before the sound of the body falling heavily to the ground. Everything is finally complete. The whistle of "mission abandonment" is finally complete. Shen Fengming never knew that such a voice would make his eyes red in an instant—whether it was grief or anger, he couldn't tell. Ziyu, Ziyu, I knew that you were going to be pierced through the heart by that arrow in the end, I really might as well beat you down the wall from the beginning!

The pain in his heart was uncontrollable, and he roared angrily, and even the wind whimpered, scattering his undried hair. Zhang Gongchang's eyes dazzled, and he vaguely remembered that Lou Qianshan had unknowingly injured his green silk dance at that time.

That's right, "Green Silk Dance" - the name of this style, it is called Green Silk Dance. Shen Fengming originally thought that this name was too feminine and disdained to use it, but he looked so hideous now, how could he have half a bit of a man's dancing state.

The water vapor on his hair quickly steamed, and the "Green Silk Dance" turned into the "Ice Condensation Technique", and countless ice crystals flew towards Zhang Gongchang, carrying sharp needles condensed by air, and pounced on Zhang Gongchang without the slightest illusion.

Zhang Gongchang has nowhere to stand at the top of the tree, and from time to time he still has to fall to find a place to borrow strength, and the place where he falls is already expected, the ice needles and qi needles have all arrived, Shen Fengming only wants to kill him immediately to avenge Ziyu, but he is afraid that it is not enough, the hair becomes a sharp blade and cuts his body, and the blood gushes out is also instantaneous into a needle - no, that a lot of blood, the blood that can almost be a cone was excited towards Zhang Gongchang with the wave of his arm;

Zhang Gongchang was so frightened that he couldn't have made any more mistakes--didn't Lou Qianshan at that time use the same trick? But at this moment, where was Xie Fengde who could help him, and countless sharp needles entered his body, he screamed miserably, and exclaimed: "You and Lou Qianshan's ......?"

Shen Fengming was still not enough to vent his anger, he took a step forward, the second wound had also cracked, and the second condensed blood cone shot out. His throat was hoarse. "That's right, that's for Lou Qianshan! This time, it's for Ziyu!"

Zhang Gongchang wanted to hide, but his feet were unstable, and the stinging pain had entered his body. He could no longer stand the slanted branch, his body sank, and finally fell.

Shen Fengming didn't care where he was, he just caught up and wanted to kill him, but when he saw him fall, his heart was empty, as if from the empty shadow of the tree, there was an inexplicable sadness. The branches under his feet swayed, and he collapsed a little, and could not stand, so he planted the tree in this way.

In a trance, he felt that he was probably going to be seriously injured, but he was not even willing to make efforts to minimize the injuries as much as possible. Just as he was about to land, he suddenly felt a tightness on his body, and he was entangled in something, and he paused before falling to the ground, unscathed.

He was already unbelievable, and when he opened his eyes, he saw as if he had a rope wrapped around his body.

He came to his senses. That was the rope he used when he threw Jun Li up, so this person who slowed down his fall at this moment was Jun Li? He fought with Xie Fengde at that distance, with the length of that rope, if it was all on the wall, how could he get himself who was about to reach the ground? His mind had just turned around, and he heard Chen Rongrong shouting in a lost voice not far away: "Jun Li!"

Jun Li actually jumped down with that piece of rope - just to be able to reach him. Almost at the same time that Shen Fengming landed on the ground, he also landed on the ground, but he threw the rope in the air and pulled Shen Fengming hard, but he himself probably didn't have half a buffer.

Shen Fengming's heart was shocked. Although I knew that Jun Li and Jun Li were friends who didn't need to say much, but should it be ironic? The Taoist priest who was hit by himself on the Hongfu Tower, and the Taoist priest who also relied on the soft silk of others to save him from landing safely, would actually use the same method to prevent himself from being injured. Is he okay himself? Xie Fengde was still at the top of the wall, and their victory or defeat had probably not yet been decided, but Jun Li he actually jumped straight out of that battle!

He didn't dare to indulge the dizziness in his mind anymore, and he also suppressed all the thoughts of Fang Cai, and hurriedly got up to look. Jun Li looked as if he only had some minor injuries on the epidermis, and stood up suddenly, but Xia Zheng on the side, his face was a little blue.

He realized it again - just as he had arranged for someone to pick up the fallen person at the Hongfu downstairs that day, today's Xia Zheng saw Jun Li falling, Kankan was by his side, how could he fall to the ground and be injured like this, of course he had to reach out to save it. It's just that things started in a hurry, and it was difficult for him to eliminate such a falling force alone, and the arm that went to pick him up didn't know if it had been broken, and stretched forward, with a painful look on his face.

"Lord Xia, it doesn't matter, right?" Jun Li's face was also a little uncontrollably pale.

Xia Zheng shook his head bitterly. "It's all right, anyway—they suddenly retreated. ”

Shen Fengming was slightly stunned and looked around. Indeed, the mountain bandits are not their opponents, they have lost their combat power, and the people of the Black Bamboo Society have really retreated. But this--this made him suddenly sad, and the uncomfortable feeling of being suppressed welled up, and he went out the door.

He was going to see Ziyu. He couldn't believe he was really dead. He hoped for the same miracle as Chen Rongrong last time.

After walking around the round earthen wall for an unknown number of steps, he suddenly stopped. There were many people around the place where Ziyu fell. Many men in black. When someone saw him coming, he turned around sharply and said, "Shen Fengming!"

Everyone stood up vigilantly and stepped back a little, and Ziyu's body was exposed. He lay motionless on his back, the arrow still diagonally stuck in his chest.

From the way he looked, from the way everyone looked, he knew that he had to accept that fact that would never be accepted. The blood flowed all over the ground, and even the dazzling galaxy was reflected in it, and there was not half a color.

He's dead. It's really dead.

He stood and didn't dare to move, just as the row of men in black stood and didn't dare to move. But he saw the starlight flowing out of their eyes, just as they saw the light flowing in his eyes.

He really wanted to hiss, but he couldn't make a sound. Ziyu, did you see it? They all heard your whistle, and they all withdrew without hesitation, you are their veritable commander! But I--but I have caused you to die, how do you want me to face you? Don't talk about you, even if you are standing there looking at me now, I dare not look at any pair of eyes!

He forced himself to step forward, went to Ziyu, and half-knelt down to see him. But with such a vague glance, he was so embarrassed that he couldn't help himself, and he didn't want to cry in front of so many people, but the tears couldn't be stopped. Ziyu, I was so close to you, did you not die if I made a different move at that time? I knew that Zhang Gongchang would not allow any threat to exist - why was I negligent?

After being speechless for a long time, a man in black stepped forward, it was the young man who was beaten down by Jun Li. In terms of duties, if Ziyu is the commander, he should be the deputy this time.

"I didn't see what happened, but you should have seen it best. The young man in black obviously suppressed his voice as well. "I heard them say it's Zhang Gongchang, isn't it?"

Shen Fengming bit his lip, pressed his throat and said, "You see this arrow, don't you recognize it?" ”

The boy in black was silent. Obviously, he already recognized it, but maybe he didn't believe it yet. He wanted to ask why, but he didn't want to ask anymore, it seemed that he had touched some emotions, and his voice finally couldn't calm down, so he only shook his head and said: "I know that some things are better than not to say, but I still can't help but tell you - do you know how much effort Ziyu has spent on this mission? The mission is urgent, and he has not rested for a few days in order to make a plan for this way, and I have occasional disputes with him, and he just said to me, 'Brother Shen used to be like this'." Hmph, 'Brother Shen' - he respects you like a brother, but it was you who ruined his plan in Xianxialing, do you know how sad, painful, and entangled he was in those days? But even so, just now, before he finally took his last breath, he still kept asking us, 'Where is Brother Shen', 'I want to see him say something'. But you ...... It's just not there. ”

He trembled a little, and Shen Fengming's body trembled a little. He had nothing to say - not a word to defend himself. What position, what righteousness, it turns out that it is just one's own selfishness. I rarely complain about this worldly self, and for the first time I have a feeling that my heart is like dust, because no matter who I believe in will win the day, I can't change those irreparable facts after all. If you miss it, it will be a permanent miss, and it will be embedded in his memory, in his soul, and become an irreparable regret in his life.