Everyone who is alive hates that they are tired of living, but everyone wants to live.

There was a pain in his heart, which made Li Qing feel very depressed at the moment.

This heartache almost makes me breathless.

The moment the woman came in, Li Qing saw two short swords, which were no longer in the scabbard, but in the woman's hand.

The speed of the sword stabbing out was very fast, Li Qing's body sat on the chair, the chair was moving, the person was not moving, and behind him was the wall of the room.

The woman was at the door at the moment, and Abin was in front of the window, Li Qing had no way to retreat, he had only one way to retreat, he pulled out his sword and killed anyone in front of him.

Li Qing didn't want to pull out his sword, he didn't want to use his sword to kill anyone in front of him, his sword had already buried a hatred.

The two people in front of them have their own hatred, and their hatred is the same as their own a year ago, and the hatred in their hearts has distorted their souls.

The chair slid to the wall of the room, and Li Qing's body left the chair and swam to the wall like a gecko, and the sword did not stop.

Mengdie saw the sword in her hand pierce the air, and her figure stabbed out again with Li Qing's movement, this time the sword stabbed against the wall, stabbing out two large holes.

The sword on the wall didn't have a chance to be pulled out, and Li Qing's hand reached out to the small hand holding the sword.

Fingers are flicking, and people are smiling.

The two hands holding the sword felt numb pain at the same time, the sword had left the hand, the sword was left on the wall, Mengdie's eyes widened, she didn't believe that this person was so fast.

The moment the sword left her hand, Mengdie didn't wait, her foot stepped on the wall, and the figure turned over to the door, she knew that she was not Li Qing's opponent.

Those who don't have a chance can only choose to escape, and when Mengdie's big bald head appeared at the door, she slowly retreated into the room.

She now understands that she is just an ordinary person in front of Li Qing, she is always passive, and Li Qing's martial arts are too high.

And this has too many friends, it is impossible for him to defeat him, and he cannot escape from his circle of friends, and Zhang Fan is standing in front of the door.

Zhang Fan held a scimitar in his hand, the scimitar flashed, it was like a mirror, which could reflect his own shadow and everyone in the room.

Mengdie saw Abin's face, she remembered that this face was very cute, and the person with this face was very familiar to her, but at this moment it was very unfamiliar.

Ah Bin's face is a piece of ice, the autumn sun can't melt this ice at all now, there is no expression on the cold face, the cold is terrible.

"You, why don't you come and help me?" Mengdie said as she stepped back, her voice tinged with suspicion and a woman's fear.

There was only one voice left in the room, and it was a voice that made a man's heart tremble.

No one has ever heard the moans of his timidity, it is a kind of torture, and the torture will be terrible when the world is still the moment it comes.

Mengdie retreated to the room, she turned around, and suddenly came to Abin's face, her frightened eyes instantly became gentle.

"Abin, you should help me," Mengdie's words were extremely gentle.

"Why should I help you?" said the cold Abin.

"I'm helping you," Mengdie was still gentle.

"It's you cheap, I don't need your help," Abin didn't appreciate it, and his cold expression was very strange.

"You, you owe me," Mengdie asked in a surprised tone.

"I don't owe you a debt, why should I help you?" slowly said a sentence from Ah Bin's cold mouth.

"You, you don't owe me a debt?" Mengdie's eyes stared at Ah Bin, she didn't believe it was a man's words.

"Yes!" Abin said.

"But our love... Dream Butterfly's voice trembled.

"We only have love debts, no resentment debts," Abin said.

"Are you scared?" said Mengdie.

"I'm not afraid of anyone but one person," Abin said.

"Except for whom?" said Mengdie.

"Li Qing!" Abin said.

"In the face of him, you don't dare to draw your sword?" Mengdie looked at Ah Bin, her eyes were full of encouragement, she wanted to use her gentleness to encourage this man.

"I don't dare, because he's Li Qing, and he has the fastest sword," Abin was like a piece of wood, and he was still expressionless.

"You, you're a coward!" Dream Butterfly's voice turned into a hiss.

"I'm not a coward," Abin said.

"A man doesn't even dare to draw his sword at the moment, you are a coward!" Mengdie's voice began to pierc, and her eyes were full of hatred.

Li Qing's figure has fallen, he is standing by the wall, looking at Mengdie, and now Mengdie's expression seems to be the moment last night.

Her words had angered the two men, and now that both men were dead, it was a woman's revenge, and Li Qing felt that he had mistaken the girl in front of him.

Women's scheming is deep, and men can never guess their thoughts, and they can never guess it.

"My sword only kills those who deserve to be killed, and there are those who can be killed with certainty," Abin said.

"Shouldn't he have killed?" said Mengdie.

"He deserves to be killed, but I'm not sure I can kill him," Abin said.

"You know it before you draw your sword?" said Dream Butterfly, continuing to tease.

"I'm a self-aware person. Abin said.

The sword was not unsheathed, and the man turned and walked towards the window, his steps were slow, and his heart must have been under great pressure.

Li Qing looked at Ah Bin, he looked at this man quietly, this is a man's city, and he is also a swordsman, really calm.

The murderous aura was hidden in the scabbard, Li Qing could feel this murderous aura, if he pulled out his sword now, this sword aura could immediately fill the room.

"You're a coward," Dream Butterfly's voice rang out again.

"At least the coward can live today," Abin turned suddenly, his eyes bloodshot.

The sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath, and the unsheathed sword slid towards Dream Butterfly, who was only afraid, she didn't expect this sword to be pulled out suddenly.

The sword was only two inches away from his throat, and the sword stopped, and the man with the sword said in cold words, "I don't like women who talk a lot. ”

Li Qing looked at this sword, this sword was as cold as its master at the moment, if the hand holding the sword was stretched slightly, it could change this woman's life.

People's choice is so simple at this moment, is this love or resentment? Li Qing has no way to know, he just wants to leave this room now.

In this room, he already felt that he was the superfluous one.

Without my own coming, nothing will change here, but it will all come sooner or later, it's just a matter of time.

The unsheathed sword was not withdrawn, but the man standing at the window, his eyes widened, and he turned his back to the window, and he heard a voice.

This sound was the sound of the sword stabbing, Abin felt a trace of pain, he felt a special pain in his heart, this kind of pain he had never felt before.

His eyes showed horror, he didn't believe it was true, but it was the truth, the sword in his hand was propped up on the ground, and a smile squeezed out of the corner of his mouth.

Li Qing saw a short sword, this short sword he had no chance to intercept, the sword was very sharp, it had been deeply inserted into Ah Bin's heart.

The undamned person is already dead, Li Qing still has many questions to know, this sword has blocked all clues, is the owner of this room really Abin?

"Young master, let her go!" Abin said, Abin looked at Li Qing with sincere eyes.

Li Qing's heart was uncomfortable, this person shouldn't have died like this.

The last word came out of Ah Bin's mouth, he looked at Mengdie and said, "Get out!"

Li Qing knew that this was one of Abin's wishes, this man was holding himself up, the sword in his hand was on the ground, and his back was still facing the window.

A sad woman rushed out of the open door, and the moment Abin fell, he smiled, and Li Qing saw a man's satisfaction.

He left a woman with hatred that no one can ever explain.

Love and hate, in an instant, Li Qing looked very carefully. Loving someone can be loved for a lifetime, and hating someone can be a lifetime.

But love in the world hurts the most, it can break every heart.

At this moment, Li Qing understood that Abin chose to hate.

"Ah Bin met this girl in Wanhualou," the person outside the window had already jumped in, and Li Qing knew who he was.

At this moment, there was only one person left in the woods outside the window, and this person had a horse's face, and at this moment the horse's face was still smiling.

"Hey, you shouldn't have killed him," Li Qing sighed, this person was too fast, and he still had a lot of questions to ask Ah Bin.

"This man shouldn't be alive," the horse-faced Dongfang smiled.

"He must know a lot," Mr. Li said.

"The flower monk he knows must know," Dongfang said with a smile, he looked very calm.

"Flower Monk?" Li Qing remembered this person.

"Monk Hua is in the coffin," said Zhang Fan at the door.

Li Qing knew that there were two coffins in the courtyard, and after he left this room, he couldn't know everything outside the room, and he didn't even see a shadow.

The shadow is gone? The shadow doesn't like that?

"This flower monk is very honest today, and he himself is lying in the coffin," Zhang Fan said.

"It's good to be able to lie in a coffin by yourself alive, but it's not necessarily when you're dead," Dongfang laughed.

Li Qing shook his head, this truth is very right, many people are like this, when they are alive, they think that they are very great, and there will be a beautiful scene when they die.

It's a pity that there are always some people who die and don't even get a dirt pit.

Li Qing looked at Ah Bin who fell to the ground, what was his pursuit? What was his dream? He had taken everything that belonged to him.

"Let's go see Monk Hua," Dongfang Xiao suddenly made a suggestion.

"Do you want to see a dead person?" Zhang Fan at the door was stunned at the door, he didn't believe that Dongfang Xiao still had such a hobby?

"At least he hasn't had a chance to die yet!" Dongfang smiled at Zhang Fan, his long horse still smiling on his face.

"He doesn't have a chance, does he still have his own choice?" Li Qing said with a strange smile.

If you want to die, you have to see what you have in your heart?, there must be something wrong with this person, and there must be a lot of problems with this person.

He must have more thoughts than a woman's thoughts.