Falling flowers have no intention of burying the sad autumn, the water flows artesianly, reflecting the river building.

Bring friends with you, drink three cups to dispel your sorrows, draw red eyebrows, choke deep throat. The past goes with the wind, don't look back!

"Haha......"

Li Wangchen laughed, his bright eyes gradually became gloomy as if they had been splashed with sulfuric acid. He didn't shed tears, but that look seemed to be more sad than tears.

He didn't know why Yang Jingyu did this, and he didn't want to know.

Yang Jingyu wants to kill him, he has no choice!

Qishuang Qilu heard Yang Jingyu's death order, stood in place in a daze, and first looked at Yang Jingyu pleadingly, hoping that he would take back his fate. However, Yang Jingyu lowered his head, lowered his eyes, and remained motionless. No one knew what was going on in his mind.

The eyes of the two moved to Li Wangchen's grief-stricken face again, and they didn't feel good in their hearts. After getting along for these days, the two of them have long regarded him as companions. Even Qishuang, who had been tricked by Li Wuchen, had a reluctant expression on his face at the moment.

Although Li Wangchen is profligate and not bound by etiquette, he is indeed as important as Yang Jingyu in their minds.

He doesn't seem to be able to put anything in his heart, but he is more careful and kind than anyone else.

He is a real temperamental man!

"Childe!"

When Qishuang spoke, she always felt that her voice was a little hoarse and a little uncomfortable.

Yang Jingyu seemed to be a little angry, he suddenly opened his eyes, and swept over Qishuang Qilu and the two of them one by one, those indifferent eyes were a little sharper than the eagle eyes, and in that gaze, it was like a deep and dry waste well, and the two of them were shocked and creepy.

Yang Jingyu, he has never had such a look.

Perhaps, Childe's heart hurts even more, more painful than Li Wuchen, they understand him. They didn't know why he did this, but they knew that since the moment Gongzi came out of Yuehua Palace, his heart was very heavy.

They guessed that all of this was inextricably linked to Yuehua Palace.

"Why, don't you listen to me?"

Yang Jingyu glanced at the two of them coldly, then withdrew his gaze, took his hands, looked at the clear sky above his head, and suddenly felt that the sun was so dazzling.

"This ......"

Qilu hesitated for a moment, then firmed her eyes, shook her head vigorously, and said to Li Wangchen: "Li Gongzi, you go quickly, ......"

"I'm not leaving!"

Li Wuchen interrupted Qilu's words, dragged his seriously injured body, dragged one step at a time, one step at a time, slowly, slowly walked towards Yang Jingyu, his voice was sad, and he said with a sad smile: "I originally thought that you, Yang Jingyu, were a righteous and righteous person. The broken temple meets, Cangshan drinks, the Red Dust Inn plays against each other, and Luoyun City claims justice, I think the two of us can treat each other frankly,

As a confidant, I can't imagine that all this is a cover. You, Yang Jingyu, are a villain, an out-and-out villain, I, Li Wangchen, misjudged you. ”

Li Wangchen stopped on the cliff, and the snow melt water flowed down from his feet, wetting his shoes, but he didn't realize it.

Listening to Li Wangchen's naked, venomous, sneering words, Yang Jingyu's heart trembled violently, and he gasped heavily, not daring to look back at Li Wangchen!

But Qishuang and Qilu repeatedly violated his will and did not want to hurt Li Wangchen. Why not, he is even more unwilling, he still wants to continue to be good friends with him, and he also wants to drink and talk together.

It's just that Li Wangchen must die, otherwise, it will be the end of him and the entire Silla Empire!

So far, he can only do it himself!

A chilling true qi condensed from his palm, and he turned around indifferently, his face was like a frosted eggplant, a little more evil.

He didn't answer Li Wangchen's words, in fact, there was no need to say anything more, Li Wangchen, he must die! They are destined to be enemies, not brothers!

He didn't raise his head to look at Li Wangchen's sad and indignant face, but with his senses, he instantly locked Li Wangchen's position.

The blazing light was like the tail dragged by a meteor, containing a terrifying killing intention, which continued to enlarge in Li Wangchen's pupils, and the snow water shone slightly under the illumination of the sun!

"Don't!"

Qishuang Qilu had already lost her voice and fell to the ground. In my throat, it seems that I am stuck with a walnut, I can't swallow it, I can't spit it out, it's uncomfortable, it's extremely uncomfortable!

Li Wangchen shook his head and smiled bitterly, it was really difficult to accept everything in front of him, in the face of Yang Jingyu's killing blow, a strong unwillingness shot out of his eyes, he looked down the cliff, suddenly raised his footsteps, pursed his mouth, and jumped off angrily!

Yang Jingyu's Dao method hit the air, shaking the air with a loud sound, rolling up a huge whirlpool, and the sound of the wind tore the face, which lasted for a few seconds before returning to normal.

"Chirp!"

Li Wangchen had already fallen off the cliff, Ah Jiu exclaimed in surprise, jumped in front of Yang Jingyu like an arrow, and glanced at Yang Jingyu with grinning teeth. Suddenly, as soon as its body was vertical, it jumped down with Li Wangchen's pace, and went to the abyss.

Qishuang looked at all this in front of her coldly, her eyes were full of tears, Qilu was in tears, and she sat on the ground in a daze, as if she had lost her soul.

Suddenly, the two of them looked at Yang Jingyu, a gentle man, his eyes, like those of a butcher, indifferent, numb, and ruthless.

Just, is he to blame?

Yang Jingyu was on the edge of the cliff, staring at the scenery below the cliff, and did not move. The heart with mixed feelings is like pressing a boulder of 10,000 catties, and even breathing is so painful!

Wisps of white mist shrouded the mirror lake at the bottom of the cliff in the clear sky, like light clouds, and it was not real to see.

But he knew how high and deep this cliff was, even if he was lucky enough to fall into the lake, it was difficult to survive, and Li Wangchen, who was seriously injured.

Nine deaths, I'm afraid I'm dead!

He didn't think about going down to look for it, in fact, in his heart, he was still struggling and hesitating. He hoped that Li Wangchen was alive, and he also hoped that he was dead.

The two completely different mental activities made him stand in place as if he had lost his soul, and when he heard a sound of breaking the air in the air, he moved his eyes and frowned tightly.

The wind ruffled his long hair, cut it on his handsome face, and laid up his shirt, and struck into the distance.

Kenyi's body was like an arrow from the string, hunting in the wind. Looking at the traces of the brutal fight all over the ground, he looked at the handsome man on the edge of the cliff, his face under the hat was pale, and his angry eyes seemed to be sharper than the blade.

He looked at Yang Jingyu, raised his hand, clasped the hilt of his sword, and shouted angrily: "Why did you want to kill him?"

He was a step late, and saw Li Wangchen being knocked off the cliff by this man from a distance.

He was angry and angry. With a flick of his wrist, a white light flashed, and the cold sword had been pulled out by him. No, Yang Jingyu stepped on the snow under his feet, his figure unfolded, jumped up from the ground, and rushed towards Yang Jingyu.

Qishuang Qilu flew up, drew his sword to meet him, and the three sword qi flashed with light suddenly collided together, and a burst of sword light shot out, and the terrifying qi wave was lifted into the air, and a piercing impact sound occurred.

The two girls were horrified, the sword intent from the other party's sword was so powerful, a pain and numbness came from both hands, and then a violent force suddenly hit the body, they only felt a cramp in their internal organs, and their bodies fell backwards, and they were seriously injured.

The sword was confiscated, and with one move, he broke through the resistance of Qishuang Qilu, and his body swept again, as if the Son of Heaven who was wandering in the blue sky, the speed was amazing, and he arrived in front of Yang Jingyu in a blink of an eye.

Yang Jingyu's scattered eyes were suddenly stunned, seeing that the sword was only three points away from the center of his eyebrows, he finally moved when Qishuang Qilu was worried for a while. I saw him gently raise his hands and hands together, stuck on Jian Yi's sword body, although he blocked Jian Yi's attack, but the powerful impact still carried his body and slid backwards without obeying the call.

Yang Jingyu's face changed, his keen eyes stared at Jian Yi, he could feel the high level of this person's swordsmanship, which he had seen in his life.

This man with a hat is a formidable enemy!

Yang Jingyu didn't dare to be distracted, let go of his hands, and twisted his head as far away as possible at the moment when Jian Yi's rapid attack came. A strand of long hair fell down, and Yang Jingyu narrowly avoided it.

also took advantage of the sword that missed, Yang Jingyu slapped out with a palm, hit the sword body, and then jumped into the air with a little footstep. The sword followed closely, picking, stabbing, chopping, and slashing...... The move is surprisingly fast, and the move is deadly. Yang Jingyu was in a passive situation, his body jumped a few times in the air to avoid his edge, and he landed and ran with steps, his body almost wanted to dodge, like a swimming dragon, as fast as a shock, and every move and style of Jian Yi was avoided by him.

Solemnly retracted the sword, the sword stopped, looked at Yang Jingyu coldly, and snorted coldly: "Who are you, I am afraid that there will be no more than three people who can avoid me so many tricks and not fight back in my youth!"

Yang Jingyu glanced at Jian Yi coldly, and said expressionlessly: "The contemptible Yang Jingyu once apprenticed to the Nine Sects to learn art...... It is rumored that among the younger generation of the Sword God Sect, there is a disciple of the sect with a mysterious identity, whose swordsmanship is superb and exquisite! Presumably, Your Excellency is Jian Yi, right?"

Jian Yi looked at each other coldly, and said sharply: "It turns out that he is a disciple of the Ninefold Sect, no wonder his strength is so strong." But since you killed my friend, even if Wu Laodao is your master, I will kill you with my own hands!"

Yang Jingyu shook his head lightly, and said with a wry smile: "Brother Jian's Taoism is profound, and there are indeed few opponents in my generation, but you are not my opponent yet, you go, I don't want to hurt you!"

As soon as the sword heard this, his face froze, and he flew up with the sword, stepped on the air, and killed Yang Jingyu again.

"How do you know if you don't try!"

Before the words were finished, the person had already pounced on Yang Jingyu, slashed out with his sword, and the sword light swept by, and suddenly saw the snow and soil layer next to Yang Jingyu explode, blowing up the sludge on the ground.

Yang Jingyu sighed, held the folding fan in his hand, he had risen to the sky, only to hear the sound of the wind blowing in his ears, Jian Yi was about to withdraw his hand and then out of the sword, Yang Jingyu had shot like a cannonball, drawing an afterimage in the air, the folding fan danced into an iron pestle in his hand, and gently patted out, the target was Jian Yi's head.

Jian Yi's hair stood on end, and when he was in danger, he turned around and turned backwards in the air, and the fan had already struck him.

If there is even the slightest difference in strain, I am afraid that the fan has already hit me in the head.

The silver light flashed, and Jian Yi had already drawn a sword in the air, like a celestial rainbow, blooming out from the sword body, more than ten meters long.

Yang Jingyu was not afraid, calmly raised the fan and swept forward, and a white light formed from the head of the fan and pounced on Jian Yi. The two lights and shadows collided in an instant, causing the air to make a "shuddering" sound.

Jian Yi felt that the hand holding the sword was a little numb, but when he saw Yang Jingyu's body in front of him again, his speed was really fast!

There was a "bang, bang, bang" sound of weapons colliding, and Kenyi's body fell backwards again, this time, he fell to the downwind.

Yang Jingyu fell lightly to the ground, put away the fan, turned his back, and said lightly: "Brother Jian, stop it, I don't want to hurt you!"

As soon as the sword fell in the distance, his eyes were full of solemnity, and he snorted coldly: "Are you afraid of my Sword Spirit Sect and don't dare to kill me, right?"

Yang Jingyu smiled bitterly and said softly: "Jian Yi, you have wasted too much time here! Li Wangchen jumped off the cliff, if you think Li Wangchen is your friend, you should hurry down the mountain and go to the lake below to collect his body, this northwest mountain is high and far away, there are often wild beasts infested, if it is late, I am afraid that his corpse has entered the mouth of the beast!"

Yang Jingyu said that, after a long silence, he turned around, with a trace of pain on his face, and said: "Even if Yang owes you a favor, please help me bury him!"