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Early in the morning, Zhu Meng walked to Luo Zhiyan's house with the freshly boiled medicine, Luo Zhiyan seemed to have woken up, lying on his back and looking at him blankly. To read the latest chapters, please lock the biquge.info of Aishang Novels

"Father-in-law, are you awake? Great, I'll call the doctor!" said Zhu Meng.

"Stop!" Luo Zhiyan changed his calm tone, Zhu Mengyan couldn't help but feel creepy, turned his head uneasily, and suddenly set off a hurricane in front of him, fortunately, Zhu Mengyan was agile, and slid under the table, the sword in Luo Zhiyan's hand was firmly slashed on the table, and it was hard to cut a thick square table! Zhu Mengyan fell to the ground, shocked and anxious, and said loudly: "Father-in-law, it's me! I, Meng Wei!" shouted and hid, but Luo Zhiyan didn't recognize him, almost a word and a sword, smashed hard at Zhu Mengyan, and yelled: "Give back my son's life!" ”

Zhu Meng Yan only hated that he didn't bring the big sword with him! Luo Zhiyan's sword was arrogant, pressing step by step, and he was a martial arts master who was hidden at all! Zhu Meng Yan was in a hurry, staggering, and his life was almost ruined after a few moves, and when he looked up, Luo Zhiyan's eyes were all red, hideous like a vengeful wolf, Zhu Meng Yan was so frightened that his legs and feet cramped, and he immediately rushed out: "Father-in-law...... Crazy!"

Luo Zhiyan saw that he was leaving, grabbed him in the back of the heart, wished Meng to taste the feelings, and shouted: "Father-in-law, I am not a murderer!" Luo Zhiyan had already grabbed him, and slashed him on the shoulder with a sword......

Luo Zhiyan was about to cut the second sword, and the surrounding soldiers rushed up together, and they didn't know what to do when they saw this scene, Luo Zhiyan was even more crazy for a while, and waved his sword to slash at the soldiers who rushed up: "Give back my son's life!"

The current situation is out of control, Luo Zhiyan dragged Fan Jing in case of the shackles that bound him, and rushed all the way to the army with his sword, Guo Zijian was training his troops there, Luo Zhiyan suddenly rushed in like a beast, and the soldiers retreated again and again, almost giving Luo Zhiyan a road, Luo Zhiyan did not know the direction and waved his sword to dance in the air, the more he killed, the more he rose, as if there were really thousands of troops in front of him, Yin'er heard the news and ordered Guo Zijian to see the situation of the injured, looking back and seeing Luo Zhiyan crazy like this, his heart was inevitably anxious.

The blood stains on the sword dripped down Luo Zhiyan's hand, and Yin'er clearly saw that his eyes were bloodshot! At this time, Zhu Mengwei covered his shoulder injury and rushed over: "Mastermother, everyone is fine, but it is my father-in-law, it seems that he has been controlled by the demons in his heart, what should I do about the mastermother?!"

"Go to the Jing family and tell the lord!" Yin'er commanded. Zhu Mengwei immediately sent a few soldiers to find Lin Qian, but it was really far away that the water couldn't save the near fire.

Luo Zhiyan's sword is getting more and more urgent, strong and powerful without stopping at all, and a group of soldiers have been in and out of countless life and death storms, all of which are inevitably a little terrifying, Luo Zhiyan's swordsmanship, some are just happy hatred and a bloody ......

Yin'er's Sound Saving Sword was immediately unsheathed, striving to stabilize Lin Qian before he arrived!

Rampant, messy, and both neat and fatal on the surface, the Minshan swordsmanship in Luo Zhiyan's hand is like a ship floating and sinking with the wind on the churning sea, more turbulent than the waves, faster than the wind, and the hatred that has been suppressed for many years has not died at all, because of the existence of the blood begonia, it has been stimulated to the extreme......

Against the backdrop, Yin'er's Silent Sword is much quieter. In the battle situation, on the one hand, there was a violent wind and lightning, and on the other hand, there was a dexterous illusion, and the murderous aura in Luo Zhiyan's sword was heavier, but the situation was biased towards the calm and composure of the woman opposite.

Although Luo Zhiyan was at a disadvantage, he was uncompromising, the more frustrated he became, the more courageous he became, the blood-stained sword supported the struggle step by step, Yin'er couldn't bear to hurt him, but he was a little struggling, the scene became more and more intense and complicated, and there were more and more spectators.

But at this moment, Luo Zhiyan crashed into Yin'er like crazy, and in the exclamations of everyone, the sword had been fiercely aimed at Yin'er's heart, and Zhu Meng Wei and Guo Zijian both pinched a handful of sweat, between the lightning and flint, but only saw Yin'er disappear at the tip of the sword in an instant - such a brisk step, a good agile posture, in an instant, bypassing Luo Zhiyan and going straight to his back, and at the same time, the sword of the sound went straight to his heart!

Originally, everyone exclaimed that the sword was so fast when Luo Zhiyan went crazy, but for a moment, they were all amazed at how Feng Xiaoyin could complete such a sharp blow in the blink of an eye!

The sword is like a thunderbolt!

Yin'er turned her head and found that the people here were gathering more and more, and knowing that it was not good for them, she immediately shouted: "The training is over, and the soldiers will go back!"

Guo Zijian knew that the danger had not yet passed, so he listened to the order and gestured back, but everyone only retreated a few dozen steps, of course, they were still concerned about the battle situation. Hearing Luo Zhiyan's roar, and wanting to trap the beast, Yin'er had already expected it, and raised his sword to lock his momentum.

The tip of the sword and Luo Zhiyan's cheek were close at hand, and suddenly he muttered to himself: "No, it's not you...... It's not you who ......" Yin'er was stunned, thinking that he had regained his senses, but unexpectedly he suddenly turned around sharply and rushed straight into the retreating ordinary soldiers: "You, whoever killed my son, stand up! If you don't stand up, I will kill you, kill all of you!"

The situation was in chaos, and Yin'er was about to chase again, when a familiar figure swept over Luo Zhiyan's head, and the sword in Luo Zhiyan's hand fell to the ground with a bang, and at the same time, the man brought a cold sentence: "Luo Zhiyan, I killed them, my life is here, you have the ability to take it!"

Luo Zhiyan picked up his sword and roared wildly, and was led to the south by him, and both of them disappeared in an instant.

Yin'er stayed where she was, calmly watching Lin Qian come and go, but led Luo Zhiyan out of the place where the crowd gathered, and suddenly resolved the urgent need here.

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North of Changping Road, purple bamboo forest.

The swords were spliced and rubbed again and again, and the heart that was scorched by the hot poisonous blood begonia, it was impossible not to surging for hatred, Luo Zhiyan couldn't breathe, it was impossible to withdraw, and all that came to his mind were the corpses that were brought back in front of him after the tragic battle, seven sons, the oldest thirty years old, the youngest sixteen years old, all of them were young and vigorous, or in the prime of life.

The mountain rain is coming, the air is tense from afar, the sky suddenly becomes dark, and the bamboo forest is swaying.

Luo Zhiyan knew that he couldn't beat Lin Qian, and collapsed to the ground after exhaustion, the hideousness on his face was still not gone, and his eyes were still full of hard and fiery hatred: "Kill me, kill me!" I'm useless, I can't take revenge...... Can't get revenge ......"

For many years, I am afraid that it is really because I can't take revenge that I have given up on myself to become what I am now......

Lin Qian withdrew the hateful knife, and although he was compassionate, he shouted sharply: "If your skills are not as good as others, you have to give up yourself! Stand up and fight again!"

Luo Zhiyan refused to get up. The lightning lined the sky flickering and flickering, tears filled his eyes, he held on to the sword, but the pain flowed all over his body, he roared and waved his sword to stand up, and in an instant several lightning bolts converged in the air, Luo Zhiyan's whole body was shocked and numb, half-dreaming and half-awake, he seemed to remember something, and couldn't cry: "You don't kill me!

After that, he was going to kill himself, much to Lin Qian's surprise, Lin Qian rushed up without hesitation and stretched out his hand to stop the sword, but Luo Zhiyan suddenly raised his head again, and the sword turned straight towards Lin Qian's left arm that rushed to the rescue, at the moment of life and death, Lin Qian was afraid, sideways to dodge, and the lightning bolt directly locked the acupoint on Luo Zhiyan's waist, Luo Zhiyan's sword just stabbed out, and was knocked out by Lin Qianqiang's strong way, and his eyes were dark, and he couldn't remember anything.

"If there is a father, there must be a daughter!" Lin Qian was angry and funny, Luo Qingwu had only played a fake suicide with him a few days ago, and Luo Zhiyan came again-although, the nature was different.

Luo Qingyi walked out from the side road, and saw that Luo Zhiyan was not in any big trouble, and then she was slightly stunned when she heard Lin Qian's smile and scolding like this, she saw the battle situation clearly, and knew that the situation threatened Lin Qian's life at all, so dangerous, he could still look down on it like this! Luo Qingyi was shocked by his courage, and unconsciously revealed a trace of consternation and a smile.

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Luo Zhiyan woke up and was awakened by a familiar tune.

It was already dawn, and the rain came out from under the bamboo leaves and fell on his face in strings.

Luo Zhiyan turned his head and saw Luo Qingyi leaning on the bamboo flute not far away. There was silence all around, and it was very coordinated with the song, Luo Zhiyan looked at the person standing in front of him blankly, Lin Qian, and suddenly remembered the battle before he fell unconscious, and sighed: "Lord, what's the trouble...... You should, let the old man fend for himself......" As he spoke, he thought of the war that had been raging in Guo Zijian's army earlier, and he couldn't help but blame himself even more: "I...... I've hurt so many people! I've lived so long in vain, I can't avenge my own son, and now I'm still demonic, and I'm really shameless! I'm willing to die to apologize!"

"Do you know what kind of tune Qingyi just played?" Lin Qian didn't stop, but said another topic.

Luo Zhiyan was slightly stunned, and tried his best to recall, but he was ignorant of music, how could he understand what kind of music it was, but his heart was a little touched: I don't know where I heard it.

"I want to avenge my son, but do you remember what they looked like?" Lin Qian asked. Luo Zhiyan's brain buzzed, and it was blank.

"In the past, I also wanted to avenge my father and pursue his enemies wholeheartedly, but my father's voice and smile, the bits and pieces he spent with me, and his hopes and teachings for me before his death, these were gradually forgotten...... These are the most important memories that should have been cherished, and I never thought about it when I was killing the enemy and charging, and let hatred fill my heart, and hatred was so bad that I lost my mind at all...... The more you lose your mind and are eager for revenge, the more you can't take revenge and cost your life. Lin Qian sighed and took the flute in Qingyi's hand, "Senior Luo is not the same, not so much resentful that he has never been able to take revenge, but more regretful for all his past negligence...... Do you really know your seven sons? Do you know why they defected to the rebels? Do you know how many people their Minshan swordsmanship saved in the war? Do you know that the jade flute is the rhythm composed by your youngest son?"

Luo Zhiyan was brought into the memory, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Yes, yes, this is Qi'er's flute, and it is a song composed by Qi'er......"

Lin Qian handed the flute into his hand: "Senior Luo, there is too much hatred in this world, and it is impossible to take revenge happily, in this case, there is no need to be angry and give up on yourself, but you should change your perspective and think about what those who died have been looking forward to you the most - fulfilling his unfinished wish is also another way to take revenge." ”

Luo Zhiyan was silent, and Lin Qian said in a low voice: "The Luo family is a family of seven masters, and they all categorically hope that their father will still be as strong and persistent as they saw in his lifetime, even if he started from scratch as a soldier at that time, but he can expand such a huge foundation! Such Luo Zhiyan is a hero, how can he succumb to a mere 'blood begonia'!"

"Blood Begonia! Listen to the name, it's all made by women!" Luo Zhiyan laughed, his face still showing the spirit of the year.

"Promise me, get through it, get out of self-blame and self-abandonment, and show the world the strongest master of the Minshan Sword!" Lin Qian said while holding his hand, "In the future, to resist gold, you need the help of senior Luo, and you can't just break it and bury it!"

Luo Zhiyan burst into tears, nodded again and again, and held Lin Qian's hands tightly.

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