() Without waiting for Leng Yuanxiao to change his move, a sword appeared in front of him again.

Xue Wunian took out the knife extremely quickly, coupled with the characteristics of the Tai Dao, he suppressed Leng Yuanxiao almost instantly, and just as Leng Yuanxiao was struggling to support it, the sword suddenly burst out, and Xue Wunian disappeared without a trace.

Leng Yuanxiao's head suddenly tightened when he heard this: "Thirteen, be careful!"

"It's late!"

A sneer rose at the corner of Xue Wunian's mouth, turning into a shadow and rushing towards Leng Thirteen, Leng Thirteen had already prepared, and the long sword in his hand waved a brilliant sword light, blocking Xue Wunian's way forward!

Leng Shisan protected himself while also protecting his mother Jiang Yan behind him.

But Xue Wunian didn't care about this.

I saw Xue Wunian wipe his waist again, and a black pill the size of a baby's fist was immediately pinched and exploded in the palm of his hand, and the mist that steamed up in an instant immediately enveloped the distance of about three zhang around, and he couldn't see it.

Leng Thirteen was shocked, and retreated as soon as the sword move in his hand changed, but at the moment when he changed his move, a sound of breaking the air came towards him from the black mist, dotted with stars, shining with a deadly cold light.

Hidden weapon!

Leng Thirteen didn't panic, the long sword in his hand suddenly drew a silver full moon, protecting Zhou's body tightly, and the exchange of hidden weapons and sword blades was as fierce as a rain shower, but before Leng Thirteen could take a breath, a slender sword suddenly flashed across his forehead!

Xue Wunian's target was not him at all, but Jiang Yan behind him!

Jiang Yan's cultivation couldn't be compared to Xue Wunian at all, and suddenly his face was pale, only to see that the sword cut through the entire black mist and stabbed directly towards him, bringing up the strength of the ground by a slender knife mark in the air, this is to kill with one blow!

At this moment, a bright moon suddenly condensed above Jiang Yan's head, and the cold moonlight sprinkled down, only to hear a sound of blocking, and a sword light appeared for no reason and knocked the sword to the side.

Leng Yuanxiao gasped and fell in front of Jiang Yan, a bruise had already risen between his eyebrows, and he was even more in a cold sweat.

Although Leng Yuanxiao can force poison, how can he have time to force poison at this moment!

Xue Wunian immediately distanced himself as soon as he missed, but he didn't leave, but continued to revolve around the three of them, and he could come forward at any time.

And at this time, Leng Shisan also found that the last two remaining Leng family disciples also vomited black blood and fell to the ground, it turned out that they had already unknowingly been poisoned by Xue Wunian, and they were already dead.

But even so, it was still used by Xue Wunian to calculate Leng Yuanxiao's knife.

The bruised aura on Leng Yuanxiao's face gradually became solemn, he took a deep breath to suppress the strange burning heat in his qi and blood, and said solemnly to Leng Shisan: "Listen to me, take your mother away!"

"No, even if it's death, I won't leave!" Leng Thirteen waved his sword, and his battle intent was decided.

Jiang Yan suddenly said: "Thirteen, let's go, the Leng family can't be left behind." ”

"But Mother ......"

"Let's go!"

Jiang Yan turned Leng Thirteen to his body

After pushing, he cried: "Silly boy, go find Ziqi and abandon them, if Ziqi can come to the rescue, maybe your father and I will be saved!"

The speed of the carriage could not be compared to Xue Wunian, and if he walked with Leng Thirteen, he would only become a burden to his son.

So Jiang Yan resolutely chose to stay, leaving two lines of tears in her eyes, and finally glanced at Leng Thirteen, the love in her eyes was as deep as a boundless deep sea.

In fact, Jiang Yan was deceiving Leng Thirteen, even if Ziqi was willing to come to the rescue, it would be too late.

At first glance, when he heard what his mother said, Leng Shisan immediately felt hope in his heart, his father could obviously support him for a while, and if he was fast enough, maybe he could really move in to help the soldiers.

This thought appeared in Leng Thirteen's mind and it was out of control, he turned around and retreated sharply, shouting: "Daddy, mother, you must hold on until I come back!"

"Go ahead, your dad isn't that useless!"

Leng Yuanxiao's rich voice made Leng Shisan's heart reassured, he didn't hesitate to run quickly, and disappeared in an instant.

Unexpectedly, Xue Wunian never spoke, but looked at all this indifferently.

"It's over? Xue Wunian let out a sneer, like a Shura demon in purgatory: "Obviously I can't hold on, but I still have to force it to give him a hope, why bother." ”

Leng Yuanxiao immediately vomited a large pool of blood from his mouth, and the blood at this time was already a little purple and black, and it was already as poisonous as a terminal.

After many years of mutual affection, Jiang Yan and Leng Yuanxiao have long been in a good mood. When Leng Yuanxiao told Leng Shisan to leave quickly, Jiang Yan knew that Leng Yuanxiao was already defeated by this Xue Wunian, but in order to let her son leave with peace of mind, she had to lie.

Yes, what a plea for help, it was a lie, because the two of them simply couldn't hold out at that time.

When—

Leng Yuanxiao held the long sword upside down and stuck it on the ground, and it was not easy to support himself. At this moment, his eyes were a little blurry, but he still stared at Xue Wunian, not letting him disappear from his eyes for a moment.

Don't let him chase Leng Thirteen!

A touch of complexity suddenly flashed in Xue Wunian's eyes, and he muttered with emotion: "Back then, the eldest sister also protected me like this. ”

"Unfortunately, I can't go back. ”

The voice fell, and the cold light burst out.

The sound of the wind blowing against the canopy of the trees, and the rustling of the leaves, like an elegy for the bright moon.

............

Shang Zhengyu, Yu Rouwei, and Du Feiyan are doing on the rocks by the river and looking at the heart of the river.

"This is Wujiang, and after here, it is Wanzhou. Shang Zhengyu was carrying a jar of old wine, drinking wine with the scenery, so happy.

Yu Rouwei took Twilight Feiyan's hand, and said with a smile: "Husband, you are really hungry for wine, and you have dragged our sisters to run so far with you, just for the monk's mouthful of yellow soup, I really don't know what to drink." ”

"Hahahaha, neither do I

Think, whoever let the army ban alcohol, I can't break the rules. ”

Shang Zhengyu emptied the wine jar at the mouth of the altar, and then threw the wine jar towards Jiang Xin. The jar drew an arc in the air, fell into the river with a pop, tossed twice, and then sank.

"Don't worry, there is a third brother in the camp, and there will be no difference without a few of us. Now that we're done drinking, let's go, let's go back!"

Shang Zhengyu got up, and the second daughter followed closely behind, but as soon as he got on the horse, Shang Zhengyu suddenly noticed something strange around him.

The breeze was blowing, and there seemed to be some kind of crisp sound mixed with it.

Is that the sound of swords clashing, and there is a fight nearby?

Shang Zhengyu stared back, and there was a forest upwind, and he couldn't see what was going on inside.

However, the spiritual sense in Shang Zhengyu's mind tried his best to guide him to the past.

Shang Zhengyu frowned slightly: "Rouwei, Feiyan, let's go over and take a look." ”

The three of them rode their horses and galloped, and the closer they got closer, the clearer the sound of the sword clashing became, and from the sound, Shang Zhengyu felt an inexplicable familiarity, and there was always a feeling in the dark that this sword was related to himself.

The sound of the approaching horses' hooves immediately attracted the attention of the two belligerents.

But the swordsman was unmoved, and let out a roar full of hatred: "I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

Shang Zhengyu immediately noticed that at this time, Leng Thirteen's voice!

Who's at war with Cold Thirteen?

The three of them hurried to the battlefield, only to see that there was a mess around them, countless tree trunks had been cut off and collapsed to the ground, and on the ground were patches of blood that were either bright red or slightly purple black.

Leng Thirteen's hair was scattered, and at least three wounds were hit on his body, and the blood overflowing from his mouth and nose was already somewhat unstoppable. Although he swung his sword vigorously, his feet were vague, and he was already at the end of his crossbow.

But his opponent was still unmoved, and the black shadow was like a cheetah waiting for an opportunity to move, hovering around Leng Thirteen, just not launching the final blow.

Hunters know that the counterattack of the prey before death is the deadliest, so he is waiting, ready to win his victory in the safest way.

The moment Shang Zhengyu, Yu Rouwei and Twilight Feiyan rushed into the battlefield, the two of them were shocked.

Leng Thirteen was in a trance, he had long been unable to detect the arrival of Shang Zhengyu and the others, but Xue Wunian was not, he stared at Shang Zhengyu's face tightly, and the hidden memory made the blood in his body boil almost instantly!

Shang Zhengyu looked at the figure that stopped in the distance and frowned tightly.

Toming Ninja?

But the familiarity of that figure made Shang Zhengyu immediately veto this idea, this person must not be a Dongming ninja, but someone he knows well!

At this moment, Xue Wunian, who was hiding under the hat, suddenly let out a gloomy sneer:

"Fourth brother, don't come unharmed. ”

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