The cold night was even colder because of the eternal death of a person, and the sad and cold atmosphere shook even Xia Yao, who was watching from afar.

A sobbing sound of pain beside the deceased echoed through the bleak night.

However, what made Xia Yao most uneasy was not the weeping person, but the figure of the woman who slowly got up. Her white shadow is thin on weekdays, why can this moment make the surrounding cold air tremble inexplicably!?

The wind and dust stirred secretly, and Ah Ying turned around slowly. The essence of coldness is no longer just cold, the resentment and killing intent hidden under the cold surface, how could Xia Yao not feel it!

"Death!"

These two words were categorical, like a sharp blade, which had already made Xia Yao have to be alert.

"Come on!" Xia Yao seemed to have already understood, since Zhang Xiaoqi died in his hands, he and the woman in front of him had become old enemies. At this moment, he had to make Feihong, Moon, and Luochuan fly again, scattering three-color divine light.

When Aman's tears fell to the ground under his chin, Ah Ying was already a few feet away. It was only for a moment, Xia Yao didn't have the slightest chance to react, and his body landed in a graceful arc in mid-air.

A few feet away, Xia Yao calmly got up, endured the pain in his chest, and dusted off his clothes, not surprised by Ah Ying's unpredictable strength, "Is this the strength of the body vein, it's the first time I've seen you really do it, Ah Ying!"

Ah Ying didn't want to answer, there was no resentment, no grief, no anger on her face, just more angry than the ice sculpture. Perhaps all the anger and resentment are hidden in the bottom of my heart.

Xia Yao, who was harmless under Ah Ying's blow, didn't care about his feelings, seeing that his face was solemn, his hands were moving with his fingers and swords, and the blood-devouring dagger rekindled his fighting spirit and dispatched in unison.

The flying rainbow galloped straight towards Ah Ying at a speed that could not capture light and shadow, although this speed was indescribable, but when it reached Ah Ying's body, it was blocked and could not advance another half a minute!

Feihong extinguished its lustre, and for the first time showed its true face, the blood-red spar was finely carved into a short dagger, the whole short dagger shape and outline were very beautiful, and the dagger blade was also extremely sharp.

However, the blood oozing from Ah Ying's fingers was also bright red. The Feihong dagger, which was tightly held, seemed to be restrained, struggling hard, pulling Ah Ying's bloodied arm and trembling.

When the crimson light suddenly rose, Ah Ying did not show his face, and threw the flying rainbow dagger at Xia Yao.

At the same time, month by month, Luochuan had already won Xia Yao's heart, and several circles swooped towards Ah Ying.

Month by month, the speed of Luochuan's flight is already terrifying, but the white-clothed figure on the opposite side is even more amazing!

Ah Ying slightly sideways and brushed shoulders with the two blades, and when he walked in front of Xia Yao, it was naturally completed in an instant.

The two who passed the move actually won or lost from the first move. At this moment, Xia Yao is already at the end of the crossbow. In Xia Yao's opinion, Ah Ying's every move and style is not only extremely fast, but also infinitely powerful, and every time she takes a move, she feels that her muscles are impacted by that force. It was hard for him to imagine what could make this seemingly weak woman exert several times more strength than a man!

In addition to being amazed, Xia Yao even had to go all out to resist Ah Ying's offensive, but he didn't have the slightest power to fight back!

Hearing only a muffled sound, Xia Yao was still hit in the chest by a powerful punch and fell out.

Xia Yao, who was lying on the ground, no longer had the strength to stand up again, and Ah Ying didn't show the slightest mercy for that punch. Xia Yao only felt that the chest bones were shattered, and the pain was endless. Blood flowed slowly from his mouth.

Ah Ying walked in front of Xia Yao in one step, his face expressionless, only those eyes, killing intent Ling Ran.

Xia Yao covered his chest, raised his eyes to look at Ah Ying, and said with difficulty: "I'...... I'm defeated, you can do it...... Avenge your brother......"

Ah Ying stared straight at Xia Yao, and the white light of the qi veins secretly running in his palm gradually increased.

The wind rises

Ah Ying's white-clothed hunting moved, and Xia Yao only felt that his whole body was already cold in the wind. Not far away, Aman hugged the lifeless Zhang Xiaoqi tightly in his arms, and made sobbing sounds from time to time.

"Paying for your life. Ah Ying said coldly. The white light in his palm had already begun to make a "zizi" popping sound.

Suddenly, a shout came from afar.

"Stop!"

In the dark night, Bei Mingxuan had already seen the white light in Ah Ying's hand and the murderous aura of Ling Ran.

Just when Bei Mingxuan rushed over, he saw Zhang Xiaoqi who was lying quietly in Ah Man's arms, and he was a little angry. Zhang Xiaoqi's abdomen showed a large flush, and there was a large pool of blood under his body! He seemed to understand what was going on.

Bei Mingxuan still stood in the middle of Ah Ying and Xia Yao in time, he looked at Ah Ying with very worried eyes, and called her name lightly: "Ah Ying ......"

Ah Ying's complexion did not change in the slightest, only his pupils shrank slightly, and the white light between his hands did not disperse, making a subtle sound of "zizi".

"Paying for your life. Ah Ying said simply.

Bei Mingxuan glanced back at Xia Yao slightly, his face was pale, there was more blood in his mouth, and he was already seriously injured. He said to the ice and snow woman in front of him with some hesitation: "Let it go...... Leave him alone......"

This time, Ah Ying's face sank suddenly, and his heart sank suddenly.

Bei Mingxuan plucked up the courage to walk slowly in front of Ah Ying, and opened his arms a little to take the woman in front of him into his arms. He felt her heart beating violently, her body rising and falling erratically, like a volcano that could erupt at any moment!

"Spare ...... He ......" Bei Mingxuan's tone became pleading.

The body of the woman who was held did not move, but the white light between her hands was gradually extinguishing, and the murderous aura was gradually receding.

Two lines of liquid flowed out of the hollow eyes, streaking across the face that had not changed at all.

What exactly buried her murderous wrath......

"Xiao Xuanzi!"

Not far away, Yu Qianqian and Su Aya had already come over and witnessed everything. Yu Qianqian's alluring face was full of anger at the moment, and there was sadness that ordinary people could not detect.

Early in the morning of the second day

When the sky is light, there is a new grave in a green pine forest in the Valley of the Wind Chimes. The tombstone is engraved with "The tomb of Zhang Xiaoqi of Broken Cloud Pavilion, junior sister, junior brother A Ying, A Manshu".

Bei Mingxuan, Xia Yao, Su Aya, and Yu Qianqian only watched the two sisters and brothers kneeling in front of the grave from a distance.

"Senior brother, in fact, the candy you make always has a faint bitter taste in the end, you taught me the mantra of the Longzun two style, I haven't completely memorized it, I am going to give you a little bit of my own meal in the future...... I didn't tell you any of this......" Aman's voice gradually sank, and finally he couldn't stop the warm tears in his eyes, and he burst into tears.

Ah Ying looked at the grave, "Senior brother, one day is a disciple of Broken Cloud Pavilion, and a lifelong disciple of Broken Cloud Pavilion. Aman and I will return to Broken Cloud Pavilion, definitely. ”

Ah Ying held the exquisite long sword in his hand, Zhang Xiaoqi's only relic, "There is also this sword." ”

Ah Man's tearful eyes looked at Ah Ying, "Return to the Broken Cloud Pavilion...... How is it...... How do you explain to Master?"

Ah Ying silently bowed his head.

It took about half an hour for the two sisters and brothers to come out of the pine forest. Xia Yao was seriously injured, and he felt ashamed of Ah Ying, and Bei Mingxuan did not dare to look at Ah Ying. Su Aya walked to Ah Ying's side and asked, "Ah Ying, I don't know what to do?"

Ah Ying was silent for a moment, glancing at the long sword in his hand, "Broken Cloud Pavilion disciple." ”

Although everyone had understood Ah Ying's intentions, they did not speak.

Ah Ying, Ah Man walked a few steps but heard a voice behind him.

"Ah Ying. ”

Ah Ying's footsteps paused slightly, but he still walked out with Ah Man without glancing at the four people behind him.

Bei Mingxuan finally mustered up the courage, walked a few steps in front of Ah Ying, and said worriedly: "Last time you were imprisoned in the dungeon as a ghost demon, go back this time...... I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble. It's still us who go together, and we can help you more or less when you get to Broken Cloud Pavilion. ”

Ah Ying only glanced at Bei Mingxuan for a short time, and did not speak.

Bei Mingxuan suddenly glanced at Xia Yao, Su Aya, and Yu Qianqian behind him, signaled to follow, and then walked away side by side with Ah Ying and Ah Man......