At the moment when the ten thousand silver threads fluttered, Zhuo Xiaocian didn't even blink his eyes, and resolutely blocked his body in front of Luo Bei.

"Poof...... Poof...... "The sound of silver needles burrowing into the skin through the clothes was like in his ears, and Zhuo Xiaocicada's body was soft, and he fell completely into Luo Bei's arms.

Extremely thin silver filaments emanated from Wan Ruhai's body and directly connected to Zhuo Xiaocicada's body, like a huge spider web, and Zhuo Xiaocicada was the butterfly that fell into the net.

And what really controls the silver thread is the abundant true qi from Wan Ruhai.

The silver needle entered the body, and the blood quickly leaked through the clothes of the whole body.

Wan Ruhai laughed wildly and said, "Since even you don't want to live, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

With that, he parted his palms, and saw a black-purple cyclone appear in his palm, and the cyclone grew in constant rotation, turning into an extremely terrifying black air current, and the air flow expanded infinitely, like a gust of extremely suction gale.

The cyclone sucked Zhuo Xiaocicada who was blocking Luobei in it, and Luobei was shocked and used all his strength to keep Zhuo Xiaocicada from being sucked away.

Zhuo Xiaocian was still wearing the aqua green dress she first met under the cloak, and at this time, it was completely stained red with blood.

She frowned slightly, apparently the silver needles that pierced her body made her cramp for a while.

"Xiaobei, you must live......"

After saying this, Zhuo Xiaocian actually pushed Luo Bei, who was holding him tightly, away with both hands.

At the last moment, she wanted to leave the last chance to live to Luobei, and all this naturally couldn't escape Wan Ruhai's eyes.

At this moment, the small pavilion was already full of black airflow, but the outside of the pavilion was not affected at all, and it seemed that Wan Ruhai's cultivation had reached an extremely terrifying realm.

Under the push of Zhuo Xiaocian with all his last strength, Luo Bei's body couldn't stand firmly, and he fell backwards, and the hand that held Zhuo Xiaocian tightly broke away from it inch by inch.

Seeing Zhuo Xiaocicada gradually moving away from her, at that moment, she suddenly smiled, smiling just like the smiling face when she appeared back then, but when she saw this smile like a final farewell, Luo Bei's heart also felt a pang.

At the moment when Zhuo Xiaocicada fell into Wan Ruhai's hands, his body, which had already lost control, turned to Wan Ruhai sharply at the last moment.

It didn't seem that Zhuo Xiaocian actually had the strength to make this last fight, and a hint of surprise flashed in Wan Ruhai's eyes.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a cold light, and his expression was cold, and a dagger was already inserted into his left shoulder.

"I didn't expect you to be able to fight back in such a situation, it seems that I really underestimated you......" Wan Ruhai laughed angrily.

Before the voice stopped, he stretched out a dry hand, pinched Zhuo Xiaocicada's neck tightly, and lifted her inch by inch from the ground.

He grabbed the dagger with his other hand, and pulled out the dagger that had been pierced into the shoulder blade.

Blood gushed out like a spring, but there was no trace of pain on Wan Ruhai's face.

Perhaps, compared to him who has endured the pain of blood poison for many years, this little sore spot is nothing.

Zhuo Xiaocian was covered in blood at the moment, his eyes were closed, and he was dying.

Luo Bei saw that Zhuo Xiaocicada was restrained, where was there any reason, as soon as his body fell to the ground, he gritted his teeth and turned up from the ground, and kept throwing himself towards Wan Ruhai.

To say that although his original martial arts were weak, he was not like the desperate posture of an ordinary teenager when he launched a madness, and when Zhu Xianzhen fought with the Kaifeng Seven Ghosts on the streets, he could be regarded as having a way to make a move, so he didn't panic.

But at this moment, it is different, you must know that in his young heart, except for his parents who have not seen him for many years, Zhuo Xiaocian is almost his last concern, not to mention that Zhuo Xiaocian has a strange poison in his body, and he can be regarded as dying once, how can he watch his "little cicada sister" die in front of him again?

Wan Ruhai squeezed Zhuo Xiaocian tightly with one hand, Zhuo Xiaocicada's face gradually turned from red to purple, but there was no trace of struggle, indicating that she was extremely weak, and at most she only had one breath left.

Luobei pounced desperately, Wan Ruhai just flicked his sleeves lightly, and he flew out.

Luo Bei fell heavily to the ground, and he didn't know where he fell, and a sharp pain came, but even so, he still got up and threw himself towards Wan Ruhai again.

Wan Ruhai narrowed his eyes, and his deep-set eye sockets were deep to the end.

With another flick of his sleeves, this time he used more force, and Luo Bei flew out almost directly, and his head just hit the railing of the pavilion.

"Jumping up again and again like you, not only can't save people, I'm afraid you will also disappoint the girl's heart......" Wan Ruhai stared at Luo Bei who hit his head on the railing, although the young man was not wise in his heart, but this courage and determination were admirable enough.

It's just that what he wants is not a heroic life-and-death fight, but blood, because only Luobei's blood can cure the blood poison on his body, and then he can not only live, but also be reborn.

Luo Bei hit the railing very hard, his brain was dizzy, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

He struggled to his feet again, shaking his body before he could stand still.

The moment he raised his head and looked at Wan Ruhai, his eyes were already full of red.

In his thirteen-year-old life, there had never been such a time, full of anger and resentment.

The dragon has lived in the sea since ancient times, and has undergone several changes in heaven and earth, but there are still reverse scales.

And at this moment, Zhuo Xiaocicada, who is about to die in the hands of Wan Ruhai, is Luobei's reverse scale.

Even if he is just a teenager, even if his skills are not as good as others, what does it matter, even if he dies, he should let the murderer fight with his life.

In those red eyes, it seemed that blood was about to flow, just the glance at it, Wan Ruhai couldn't help but feel a tightness in his heart, I don't know why, for such a look, even he was frightened.

He had always looked at this young man in his eyes, and no matter how angry he was, he shouldn't have such a look.

Wan Ruhai's eyes suddenly showed a hint of evil.

"Since I have anger, let me anger you completely, I want to see what kind of power you can show with just one body of pure yang blood?"

After that, Wan Ruhai bent his fingers into claws with one hand, and in front of Luo Bei, the fingers that were haunted by the slightest trace of true qi slowly poured into Zhuo Xiaociao's body little by little without hindrance.

Zhuo Xiaocicada's body was pierced from his chest by Wan Ruhai's fingers, and the bright red fingers penetrated out of the back of his heart, dripping with blood, falling on the ground like raindrops falling from the confused sky, turning into Yin Hong's blood flowers.

Zhuo Xiaociao's body just trembled slightly, and he didn't even make a "hum" sound, and he had already lost his life.

With a "bang", a corpse covered in blood fell to the ground.

Wan Ru's blood-stained hand simply wiped it on his gray clothes a few times.

"It's your turn next, death is always easy, if there is anything worse in this world than death...... That must be despair......"

At this moment, Luobei had indeed fallen into despair, and it was a great despair that he had never felt before.

However, he didn't cry, he didn't pounce on Zhuo Xiaocicada's body that fell to the ground.

Instead, he kept staring at Wan Ruhai, his eyes red, like a completely crazy beast.

......

In a huge mountain range that spans the heavens and the earth, the water of the waterfall seems to pour down from the heavenly river, making a deafening "rumbling" sound.

The water fell from the mountainside with great momentum, hit the smooth boulders, splashed in all directions, and then ran into the torrent below the cliff without stopping.

Somewhere in this mountain range there is a cave, not very deep, with a cliff on one side and a waterfall on the other.

But such an imposing "rumbling" sound did not affect the man sitting alone in the cave at all.

The corners of the man's eyes and eyebrows, even if they are gestures, are all a kind of pride that is imperceptibly embedded in the chest.

However, at this moment, the beard on his face should have not been shaved for a long time, and the vicissitudes of life are undoubtedly revealed.

Even the eyes that once made the demons of the world look terrified were full of sadness.

He had been sitting there for a long time, staring at the plain-clothed woman lying on the stone bed in front of him, with a very sad expression.

The setting sun outside the cave shone in, making the cave a dim color.

The plain woman lying on the stone bed had her eyes closed tightly and remained motionless from beginning to end, but her makeup was extremely delicate, and even her long eyelashes were still vivid, as if she had fallen asleep.

However, the fact is that the woman has been dead for many years, and in order to keep the woman's body from decaying, the man does not know how many treasures in the world he has found.

......The man gently grabbed one of the woman's hands, put it to her ear, and rubbed it carefully, but when these two words were spoken, the voice was already extremely miserable.

"I'm never going to leave you in my life, and you're going to be by my side forever, okay?"

The woman naturally wouldn't answer his words, but he didn't care at all, and while talking to the woman to himself, he held her hand tightly, as if he had been intimate when he first met.

If life is only as it first sees, in fact, there are too many opportunities in life in addition to the beauty of the first sight, and it is more real and exciting to turn a thousand times.

Until one day, when everything looks back, there are only memories left.

"In life, there are always two times when time and life solemnly hold hands, one is new life, and the other is death......"

"The rest is the road we have walked together, whether it is rich and poor, or galloping on the battlefield with a horse leather shroud, as long as we remember that moment when we were in the afterglow of this sunset, the smile when we looked at each other......"

"That look at each other and smile ......"

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on his face, and he closed his eyes slightly, silently recalling those good times.

Suddenly, there was a cramping in my heart.

The man frowned slightly, quickly opened his eyes and looked at the woman on the stone bed, and was relieved to see that the woman was fine.

"Suxin...... Are you blaming me for being ruthless in the first place......

"Perhaps, she will resent me for the rest of her life, but...... I can't let her be as silent in her memories as I am, it's enough for me to be with you alone!"

The sun had not yet set on a sunny day, and suddenly a very dark cloud suddenly gathered on the horizon.

The clouds traveled very fast and rolled over the sky.

As soon as the man raised his head, a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, followed by a thunderclap on a clear day.

"Looks like there's going to be another heavy rain again!" the man said with a sigh as he looked at the rolling thunderclouds in the sky.

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