It was Xiao Jing's voice, with crying and disappointment in her hoarse voice.

Wang Zimo suddenly became confused, as if there were countless steel needles inserted into his brain, and in pain, he hugged his head hard, and with a "bang", he slammed backwards to the ground.

"Ahh

Looking at the prince's resolute back, Xiao Jing's eyes blurred.

There are too many unreal things in the world, and they often happen all around us. It all came too quickly, too suddenly.

Last night, Xiao Jing was still ridiculing Wang Zimo, chattering endlessly, which seemed to be-for-tat, but it was actually a special treatment for Wang Zimo. In just one day, tonight is like this, as if a tornado has suddenly set off on the calm water, and it is caught off guard.

The green poisonous cow saw the right time, and suddenly flicked its tail to force Yan Yefeng to the side, the bull's head suddenly lowered and gathered enough strength to rush forward, and the sharp horns actually pierced Xue Ping's chest.

"Just dead, it's too cheap for him!"

Wang Zimo sat up suddenly, turned his head back, and hooked the corners of his lips to reveal a gimmick. "He should be allowed to taste the taste of refining the Yuan Qi Bead!"

Blood was spilled, and everyone lost their fighting spirit.

Twenty-three disciples were trained in the White Horse Pavilion, and a vicious battle instantly took nine lives. The battle with the poison bull continues, which will also mean that more lives will be lost.

"Moo!"

The huge body jumped up again, the huge head of the green poisonous cow was held high, and Xiao Jing's panicked tears were suddenly reflected in his red eyes.

"Senior sister, be careful!"

Four long swords stood in front of Xiao Jing, and in exchange for four cold corpses on the horns.

The sharp horns finally pressed against Xiao Jing's white and soft chin, and she closed her eyes in despair, the tear mole trembling with the trembling of her eyelids.

The blood of the same door dripped from the horns of the ox to the shoulders, and the strands of hot blood poured into the chest, wetting large swacks of clothes, and slowly dyeing the azure light clothes red.

Xiao Jing was extremely frightened, but found that the horns of the poisonous cow were always on her chin, and she never moved forward in the slightest.

"Where am I treacherous?"

Wang Zimo's voice suddenly appeared in his ears. Xiao Jing opened her eyes in disbelief, and found that there was a deep hole in the center of the huge bull's head, from the forehead to the back of the head, through the blood hole, Xiao Jing even saw Yan Yefeng and Mei Yeling's shocked expressions.

"Whew, little junior brother!"

Is this still the little junior brother who hasn't broken the soul yet?

They called it a waste, but they slaughtered the green poisonous cow by themselves, which is already on par with the strength of the master!

Xiao Jing couldn't hold back anymore, and tears poured out of her eyes. She struggled to crawl out from under the poisonous cow in the green pool, hugged the prince and cried bitterly.

"You're treacherous!Woo~!" Xiao Jing cried very much, her shoulders trembled, and the pear blossoms brought rain. "You ate the venison roasted by the senior brother, and it is treacherous not to help!"

"The grace of dripping water should be reciprocated by a spring, don't you understand this truth?

The beauty threw herself into her arms, Wang Zimo stood there in a daze like a piece of wood, he held his breath and meditated, pointed at Yan Yefeng and asked coldly, "Is he kind to me?"

"Why don't you ask him who killed me and used me to steal the poisonous cow cubs?"

"Why don't you ask him who fled with the cub when I was most in danger?"

"Why don't you ask him, who is ......?"

Wang Zimo said more and more slowly, and the second sentence was almost gritted his teeth and spit out word by word, and finally he was suddenly relieved, what can these things change?

Just stop wasting your tongue.

"Poison cow cub, Yefeng, what the hell is going on?"

Mei Yeling furrowed her thin willow eyebrows, and suddenly felt extremely funny.

It turned out that everything was arranged, the little junior brother was missing, the poisonous bull was fighting, and the senior brother came back with people to support, but Xue Ping and Yu Zhenlin did not come back, presumably the two of them were left behind!

"Little junior brother, listen to my explanation!"

Yan Yefeng felt more and more that the situation had become uncontrollable, and if he wanted to reverse the situation, he had to stabilize this little junior brother.

"Shut up!" Wang Zimo's anger could no longer be contained.

He pushed Xiao Jing away, raised his left hand again and pointed at Yan Yefeng, roaring like a mad beast: "He is kind to me? All this was premeditated by him! If Gong Ju didn't let me come, it would be you who might be taken away by the poisonous bull, or you, you, and you! And your senior brother is doing a good thing of heroes saving beauty!"

Wang Zimo didn't want to have anything to do with them anymore.

He shook off Xiao Jing's pull hard, glared at Yan Yefeng fiercely, and strode away.

When you close your eyes, your eyes are instantly swollen. Wang Zimo suddenly felt a sour nose, and hurriedly raised his head, trying to control the tears flowing back. However, the tears were too amorous, and they hit two Xuan'er in their eyes, but they still couldn't control the welling up.

"Little junior brother, where are you going?"

Mei Yeling didn't want the ending to be so sad, her watery eyes hovered between Yan Yefeng and Wang Zimo, hoping to try to save this uncontrollable situation.

The prince was silent.

"Wang Zimo, you come back for me!" Xiao Jing kept wiping the tears on her face, rubbing the eyes under the bright moon-like eyes red. "You're back! Don't you hear, come back to me!"

Wang Zimo stopped and froze in place.

He couldn't turn back, and he didn't dare to turn back. The decisions made cannot be changed and cannot be prevented for any reason. So he can't turn back. Because once he turned back, that cold heart would burst again, and he was afraid of betrayal, so he didn't dare to turn back.

"If you come with me, I will send you back to Jincheng to keep you safe all the way!"

This is the biggest concession made by Wang Zimo.

After saying that, he followed suit, and gradually disappeared into the steaming and tumbling fog.

In fact, Wang Zimo was already at the end of the crossbow, and the handprint passed down by Mingbao and Dai Xiaomo's seal were fighting endlessly, and he had already overdrawn all his physical strength. The reason why he said the last sentence was actually for Yan Yefeng. The purpose is to deter Yan Yefeng, just like when he shot to kill the Green Swimming Poisonous Cow, the deeper reason is to warn Yan Yefeng and let him dispel the idea of killing people again.

He didn't know why, in the Black Forest, the Sky Breaking Finger would eat Dai Xiaomo's seal. And in the back mountain of Jincheng, when fighting with the Jinjia officers and soldiers, he used the Heaven Breaking Finger several times, and nothing like this happened.

Maybe it's because it's used when you're cold!

Seeing Wang Zimo leave, Xiao Jing didn't feel good in his heart.

Too sudden, too sad. The ending is always so unsatisfactory, like a dandelion seed walking in the heavenly palace, and it is impossible to predict whether the final habitat will be Daze or a sea of fire.

Between the senior brother and Wang Zimo, she finally chose Yan Yefeng.

Suddenly, Xiao Jing felt cold on her neck, but she saw the senior brother dancing with a sword, and gorgeous sword flowers bloomed from the air, and then Senior Sister Mei fell to the ground in the sword flowers, one after the other, and the only remaining junior brothers fell in a pool of blood one after another.

After a while, only Yan Yefeng and himself were left standing, and his throat was always cold, and it became more and more difficult to breathe.

Xiao Jing opened her mouth with difficulty, two lines of tears mixed with blood beads flowed through the bridge of her tall nose, flowing through the beautiful tear mole, gently caressing her red lips, and finally leaving from her chin, mixed with the wet red placket on her chest.

"Little junior sister, I'm sorry. ”

Yan Yefeng's eyes were cold, and his heart was complicated and indescribable.

He couldn't forget the eagle-like eyes of this weak little junior brother just now, just one look made him feel a deep sense of crisis.

After weighing it repeatedly, he still did the evil thing of mutilating his fellow disciples and committing unforgivable crimes, he couldn't let all this pass back to the ears of his master, and what made him most jealous was Xinyue Zhenren, who was in charge of the punishment of the White Horse Pavilion.

"The little junior brother can't resist the brand of the Lingtai and falls into the devil's path, which is really sad for my generation. He took advantage of the fact that when we were fighting the poisonous cow in the green pool, he actually attacked the same door, causing the poisonous cow to go crazy, and the younger brother and sister were unfortunately killed. I lost and resisted, and finally stabbed the poisonous cow to death, but I couldn't save the lives of my fellow disciples!"

Yan Yefeng said and stabbed the long sword in his hand into the hole in the head of the green poisonous cow, and cut off his right arm under Xiao Jing's desperate eyes, staggering, and gradually drifting away.

The bleak wind swept through Xiao Jing's sky-blue skirt, and her ten fingers were clasped tightly on the mountain rock, and her ivory nails were broken one after another, leaving ten long, scarlet, shocking marks on the rock.

The wind, wrapped in thick blood, became fainter and fainter in the Black Forest, and it was an understatement to float to the tip of Wang Zimo's nose, not even as fragrant as the red wildflowers.

Fragrance and jade loss.

The prince was silent, and he turned south, getting closer and closer to home.