He's been through a lot of deaths. He shed many tears. He didn't know how much he had to lose before he could be let go by the heavens.

The unfamiliar breath clocked his chest, and he couldn't swallow his sorrow, and an unformed whine leaked out of his throat. But how loud do you have to hiss to hide the collapse in your heart? The stone chamber is as warm as a dream, and his world is gone forever.

The sudden roar and fluctuation of the cold wind outside the stone cave, Tuoba Gu felt something, pushed away the obstructive Gu Xiaomeng, and strode towards the stone room. The wind was blowing, the brazier was extinguished, and he saw a man pick up a cold body from the cold bed, and he couldn't tell who was who. The man with his long hair was covered in a layer of deep black that only belonged to Suzaku, and when he raised his eyes, his blood-red eyes were cold winters that belonged only to Suzaku. There has never been a second person who has made Tuoba Gu feel so deeply suffocated and oppressed—so familiar, yet so unfamiliar.

He was momentarily stunned. No matter what happened to Shi Cai—no matter whether the body Xia Yan was holding up was dead or alive—he could no longer give him any respite. He'd had enough of letting them escape from the depths of the valley all the way here—outside the Blue Dragon Valley. If the two corpses can't be left here, what face does he have and what kind of face does he call "the first master", and what face does the Qinglong Sect have to gain a foothold in this Jiangnan?

Xia Yan didn't say a word, only stretched out a hand and took his palm force. He really couldn't control this internal strength, but the abundant breath was like a strong shield to protect his body, and with a "bang", the strength of the green dragon's palm was fully digested.

Tuoba Gu's complexion changed suddenly, and before he could think about it, his second palm sped up to catch up. Xia Yan did not refuse, and fought with one hand - there was another "bang", and Tuoba Gu felt that his palm was like hitting the ice, and the ice did not give birth to many threats, but it could not be broken.

He became more and more frightened, his mind turned, his strength sank, and his palms came out together. Sure enough, Xia Yan refused to let go of the Vermilion Bird, and it was difficult to resist it with one hand, so he had to dodge sideways. Gu Xiaomeng, who came in at about the same time as Tuoba Gu, couldn't help but step forward at this time. "Sect Master!" she stopped with her crossed arm at a moment's notice, "Suzaku is your great enemy, he is dead—you can let Jun Li go!"

"Gu Xiaomeng, you don't want to get an inch!" Tuoba slapped his lone palm into the air, and had no choice but to beat her up, and said angrily, "Don't force me to kill you together!"

Gu Xiaomeng took the opportunity to turn around and squeezed Xia Yan out of the cave, but Xia Yan didn't appreciate it, and his palm coerced Sen Sen's coldness, and he pushed her away from front of him. She slammed into the stone table not far away unsuspectingly—she didn't expect Xia Yan to use so much strength, without any pity, even heavier than Tuoba Gu's, so that—she was sure that he wasn't trying to protect her—and at the moment, even for her, there was only hatred left in his heart.

She understood why he hated so much. He already knew that - she actually saw that the right talent Suzaku was restraining him and was sending her own internal force into his body - and saw that with Suzaku being so injured, she must have to exchange her life for Xia Yan's life. But she only pretended not to understand anything. She didn't stop anything, she just gave Suzaku a promise - to ensure Xia Yan's safety alone.

She endured the pain in her elbow and knee, and turned back on the table. If she wanted to choose one person between Xia Yan and Suzaku to live, her answer would be self-explanatory. How could Xia Yan not understand this truth? Or because he understood, he couldn't help but hate—hating himself for being the powerless person, hating her for making decisions for him.

"You go quickly......" Gu Xiaomeng didn't look at him, only clenched his fists, and said in a low, sure voice he could hear, "Don't let him down......"

Xia Yan still didn't say a word. How could he be willing to let go of such a deep hatred and run away, but he couldn't live up to the life that Suzaku had left for himself with his life, so much hatred, only - to settle it in the future.

"Still want to go?" Tuoba Gu sneered, chasing after him, and the palm move had already entangled Xia Yan. Because the previous palm did not work, he changed his moves, "Dragon Hunting" probed first, and "Dragon Devouring" came later, to see how much Xia Yan could withstand.

Although Xia Yan only fought with one hand, he had already seen the six qi of the green dragon clearly in the nightmare of life and death, and at this time, his mind was clear, and the color of Tuoba Lone's breath was still clearly visible.

This evil wind seems to be strong, but in fact, there is not much threat, and Tuoba Gu's cultivation is based on it, so he doesn't have to care at all. But he was still more and more frightened, just because—the ups and downs of this breath only made him feel that it was still Suzaku who was fighting with him. His gaze kept falling on the body in Xia Yan's arms. The seven orifices on the dark face were still bloody, and the soft bones of the body were not half lifeless—Gu Xiaomeng was right, Suzaku should be—really dead.

He suddenly guessed the possibility a little, his heart was shocked, and his eyes returned to Xia Yan, which was already indescribably suspicious. Originally--Suzaku had been his opponent for many years, and his death in Qinglong Valley today made him feel a little sad, but if he really passed on all his internal strength to his disciple when he was dying-then-if it weren't for Xia Yan's serious injuries today, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to take him, and if one day he healed from his injuries......

He really didn't dare to imagine such a possibility, so he didn't have half a point to support it, and shouted: "Fence it up!" There were hundreds of sect members who had been waiting outside the cave, and when they heard the words, they came close to the entrance of the cave, Xia Yan had already gone around to the entrance of the cave, and he caught a glimpse of the black pressure outside the cave, and the blades flashed countless times. He thought to himself that he might not be afraid of the palm force now, but in the end he was still flesh and blood, so how could he rush out? On that side, Tuoba Gu's "Dragon Devourer" was properly pushed into his chest, and the blazing qi was like fire, he was worried about harming the body of Suzaku, so he changed his hand and borrowed his body through the hole to stop for a while, and slowly took it.

Suddenly, the cold wind outside the cave blew in - with a "snap", someone took the palm himself.

Suddenly breaking into the cave from the encirclement of many sect members, in addition to the body and footwork must be excellent, it is obviously not the enemy of the Blue Dragon Sect. Such a person - here today, there is only one fierce one.

"You're looking for death!" Even in the face of fierceness, Tuoba Gu couldn't stop his anger and rushed to the crown, "Get out!"

Xia Yan only glanced at Ling Li, and took this opportunity to calmly help Suzaku back, carry him to his shoulders, and walk out. The heart has long been left to bear—Suzaku said, what is the life or death of these people? If Ling Li is willing to block Tuoba Gu for him, let him block it.

The snow outside the cave has been faint, and the sky has darkened, but the snow still reflects the whole mountain road red, and the dusk is like early morning. His hair was scattered, his blood was thick, and the suppressed black qi was still shrouded around his body, like a demon suddenly appeared, so that everyone was startled. He quickly glanced at it. Shan Jiquan didn't come, and even Xiang Liuyu and Xu Shan didn't show up, thinking that it was because of Gu Xiaomeng, who was worried that it would backfire;

"Give it all to me! If anyone takes this person's life, I will give the right envoy of the green dragon to the throne!" Tuoba Gu's roar came from the stone cave. He has also consumed more than half of his internal strength today, if Ling Li comes to him seriously, I am afraid that he will not be able to get out so easily, but he has not even won Xia Yan by himself, who else is here? When everyone heard this, they were really in high spirits, and they each held their swords and came to Xia Yan one after another.

Ling Li Yuguang saw that Xia Yan really walked out alone, and his heart was in a hurry, and he hurriedly said: "You wait!" He didn't know that Xia Yan had the power of Vermilion Bird at this moment, but he said that he was seriously injured, if he guarded the entrance of the cave or could still support it for a while, if he went out and fell into a siege, where would he still have a way to live?

Seeing that Xia Yan didn't hear at all, he also returned to the cave in a hurry, and untied the sword on his back with his left hand, "You follow!"

Seeing him like this, Tuoba Gu was already stunned, "You're crazy!" slammed a palm at him, and there was no mercy.

Xia Yan turned around when he heard the voice, the black sword was already approaching, and he took it in his hand, and at this moment, his heart was not a little warm and fluctuating - it was not the first time that Ling Li handed over this famous sword that weighed more than his life to him without hesitation. He knew that he might not be able to easily break through from the many brave battles of the Blue Dragon Sect with his bare hands, but if he had a sharp blade in his hand, who would be able to stop him?

But he didn't thank him. He turned back with a blank face and drew his sword, as if the so-called emotion or compassion had died from his heart. "The black color is cold in the world"--the few sect members who rushed to the front were sharp, the sword light flashed, the flesh and blood bloomed from the throat, and the red burst out from the crack—this style really deserved to be called "evil"-but in a blink of an eye, before the living body slammed to the ground, there were already several dead corpses.

"Hear it clearly!" Ling Li avoided Tuoba Gu's palm, took a half step back, although he wrinkled his eyebrows, his voice was as clear as when he was on the Hongfu Tower: "Today I will lend this sword to Xia Junli, whoever dares to touch him will not be able to get along with me!" Even this sentence is no different from that year.

Tuoba Gu was furious, "Do you know who you're talking to? Are you trying to push my Blue Dragon Sect into a desperate situation! You and I have been friends for twenty years, and we can't compare to a Xia Junli who can't be recognized for two years?"

"But you killed me today. Ling Li looked at Tuoba Gu with a calm face, "Otherwise, whoever moves him, I will kill him." ”

"Then I'll kill you. "Tuoba lone palm wind came out with all his might.

The two of them fought in the cave, and everyone outside the cave looked at me, and I looked at you, and they all flinched a little for a while. What really scared them was not the words of Ling Li - how could the threat that was not in front of them compare to Xia Yan's appearance at the moment. The sword in his hand, the bloody killing—a blade that had not drunk human blood for nearly twenty years was still as sharp and formidable as it had been then, and it was now in the hands of a man who had inherited the same swordsmanship from his master—a man who looked more fierce and demon-like than Lingli.

Xia Yan fixed the body of the Vermilion Bird on his shoulder and walked down the mountain step by step. The last breath left by Suzaku still lingered around him, dark and intimidating. The timid have already made way of the way, and the occasional one who comes up to fight hard is really desperate. Gradually, few people dared to pick up his edge. Even though most of them are Tuoba Gu's cronies, the difference between high and low momentum and mental strength can not be overcome by accumulating a little courage and a little encouragement, just like Xia Yan felt the powerful oppressive breath of Suzaku for the first time in the Xu family ancestral hall - in the face of this momentum, it is difficult for those who are slightly weaker to even make a move, let alone raise their blades and rush to divide the victory or defeat.

His eyes were hot. Master, even at this point, you're still protecting me, aren't you?