Wujian walked behind Banxian Yao, his sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and a sword slashed down again, and Banxian Yao fell directly to the ground, a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth, and a look of pain appeared on his face. The dragon tendon was only cut a little.

Mo Liunian saw that Banxian Yao's face was blue and blue, and couldn't help but say, "Forget it, let's think of another way." ”

But Banxian Yao said: "No, come again." ”

After speaking, Banxian Yao straightened up and said to Wuji: "You don't have to save your energy. ”

Wujian said in a deep voice: "Okay." As soon as the words fell, a sword slashed down, this time Wujian used all his strength, and the tip of the sword could cut through the dragon tendons on Banxian Yao's hands and feet.

Banxian Yao felt that the restraints on her hands and feet were loosened, and her hands supported the ground, and she spit out a mouthful of blood at a 'wow'.

Wujian was relieved, and hurriedly went to support Banxian Yao, "It's okay." ”

Banxian Yao wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her fingers, "It's okay, just spit out the blood." "Take the Fengxiang Sword handed by Wuji.

The two walked up to Mo Liunian, "Little Sister Mo, you still have to be wronged, and when you go out, you will find the eldest brother to solve it for you." ”

Mo Liunian responded, and said innocently: "Then let's go out quickly." ”

Wujian was about to carry Mo Liunian on his shoulder, and Mo Liunian suddenly said, "Yaoyao, give me a strand of hair." ”

After all, it was a young woman, and the half-immortal Yao quickly pulled Mo Liunian's long hair into a bun and said, "Okay." ”

Wujian calmly picked up Mo Liunian and walked out quickly with Banxian Yao.

What the three of them didn't expect was that they couldn't go out, obviously it was the way they came, and there was only one way, but no matter how they walked, they couldn't see the end.

Wujian clearly remembers that he had only walked for a quarter of an hour when he came, but now that half an hour has passed, he still can't get out.

Mo Liunian and Banxian Yao were carried in when they were unconscious, and they didn't know the current situation, seeing that Wujian suddenly stopped, Banxian Yao asked, "What's wrong?"

Wuzhi said: "This road seems to have no end. ”

Banxian Yao said: "What do you mean?"

Wuzhi said: "I only walked for a quarter of an hour when I came. ”

Banxian Yao is a person from the Xuanmen, and she can see the common tricks at a glance, but she has also been walking in it for so long, and she doesn't feel abnormal at all.

Banxian Yao swung the Fengxiang Sword and directly slashed towards the void with a sword, the sword qi was full of anger, the anger can break all illusions, and the anger of the Fengxiang Sword is definitely not light.

With this sword split, the long corridor shattered in front of them, falling one by one and turning into stars, but behind this layer was still an identical corridor.

Wujian put Mo Liunian down, and Mo Liunian said: "What's going on?"

Banxian Yao had never seen such a trick, she directly slashed out another sword, but just like just now, another layer of Yongdao was shattered, but it was still the same below.

Half Immortal Yao slashed six swords in a row, and when those shattered Yongdao turned into ashes, everything returned to its original state.

Half Immortal Yao had to split again, Mo Liunian said: "It's the same if you split it again." ”

Banxian Yao said: "What the hell is this place?"

Mo Liunian said: "Yaoyao, you will split the dragon tendons that bind me." ”

Banxian Yao hurriedly said: "No, I can't control the proportions." ”

Mo Liunian said: "Hurry up, I have a way to get out." ”

Wuzhi said: "Then you tell us, we will do it." ”

Mo Liunian shook his head, "No, I have to come in person, hurry up." ”

Banxian Yao said: "No, I may kill you." ”

Mo Liunian smiled: "I died so easily three years ago, hurry up, your eldest brother and they are still waiting for us outside." ”

"Hmph!" Lin Zhiqing snorted, and couldn't help but have some blood spilling from the corners of her mouth, and beads of sweat dripped down her cheeks. And Wang Zheng's face behind him has also turned pale, and drops of sweat are dripping out of his head and are hot in the cold snow, and Ouyang Xue is also sweating profusely like the two of them, and the crimson on his face is slowly receding, and his breathing has become short. "Poof!" Ouyang Xue, who was unconscious a moment later, suddenly squirted a mouthful of black blood, and Wang Zheng and Lin Zhiqing were overjoyed when they saw this.

Dingquan walked out of the door, and suddenly heard Ah Bao's words of "afraid of the cold", but he was stunned for a moment, and the grievances of the past few days were like turning the sea and the river, and they all surged up in an instant, only to feel that his nose was sour, and he endured it ruthlessly. Looking back at Po, I saw that her starry eyes were looking at her blankly, and there were faint blood stains oozing from the placket on her chest, and the moth eyebrows were still uneven, but she didn't feel funny anymore.

Nu Yao was stunned, and her gaze, which was provoked by Cheng Bei, moved back. She looked up and looked at Cheng Bei's serious appearance. He stared intently at her, his eyes affectionate. His face tensed, and his eyes sparkled. The hand that was clasped with her trembled uncontrollably and sweated, his chest and heart beat wildly, and his shoulder muscles and bones stiffened...... Nu Yao smiled slightly, thoughtful.

Fu Bao'er stared at her mother in shock, her lips had bitten out a bruise, and she didn't dare to collide with her angry mother after all, and looked at Biluo fiercely, and her teardropping eyes shone with unwilling anger. Mrs. Zhang frowned, pushed away Fu Bao'er, who wanted to step forward again, smiled faintly, and immediately dispersed the fierceness between her eyebrows.

His clenched teeth revealed that he would never give up, so he slammed himself on the steps at the moment when Jinglin pulled his sleeves. His forehead hit the corner heavily, and he rolled and slipped to the ground, and then he felt the red blood flowing down his brow, stabbing his left eye.

Tuoba looked shriveled, large areas of cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and red blood was already flowing from the place where he was sitting. Tuoba slowly raised the sword in his right hand, the tip of the sword aimed at my heart, and a bleak and gentle smile swept over his pale face, and he said in a low voice.

That smiling gaze made me feel like I was being targeted by a poisonous snake, and my body trembled slightly. When I turned my head again, I saw that my mother's willow eyebrows were tightly locked, and I couldn't speak. Secretly sighed, raised the corners of his mouth, jumped out of his seat, and ran towards the chamberlain.

Sitting on the edge of the couch, he gently touched Changgong's hot forehead, his face was worried, he got up and wrung the towel in the basin, and carefully wiped the thin sweat on her face. She had been much better before, but she didn't expect to be hit again today.

"Ahh He turned his head and saw that the young girl in her robe, covered in blood, had her hands raised high, her face was white and calm, and the large stone she had lifted had fallen on him again. The righteous disciple's fingers stretched out, and his lips trembled, but he didn't say a word, and he fell down with gold stars in his eyes and bleeding from his forehead.

The pain in the memory of the year gradually subsided, and he turned around and faced Chu Wuchen's face. Her face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, and there were still some beads of sweat on her forehead. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, and his hand rested on her face, reluctant to leave.

Gu Yanyan wanted to speak, but found that she was biting something in her mouth, and subconsciously spit it out, only to find that her mouth was already full of a strong smell of blood, and in front of her was a bitten bloody arm, and then looked at the owner of the arm, and couldn't help but be moved. Ning Bu immediately put away his hand with a calm expression, and lowered it to the side where her gaze was still out of reach, letting the blood fall dripping.

Xiao Bao said in a choking voice, took my hand, and was about to stand up from the ground, his upper body shook a few times, suddenly closed his eyes, bent down, and spit out a mouthful of blood. The lip, which was already pale in color, suddenly lost its blood, and the body had gone straight forward.

Shan Chao's hand was clenched into a fist at the bottom of his clothes, and his nails pierced deep into his palms, and it took a long time for a trace of blood to come out, and disappeared into the darkness along the cracks of his fingers. Shan Chao knew that the darkness of the night and the obscuration of his robe would not allow him to find anything unusual, so he steadily retracted his steps, like an angular dark stone statue in Xie Yun's gaze.

It was a handsome face. But now it was so pale that there was no blood. Raven's black eyebrows furrowed. The candle flame reflected a flash of water on his forehead. A drop of sweat rolled down the corner of his forehead as he turned his head at this moment, and fell on the row of long, thin black eyelashes. His eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he slowly opened them.

The picture is not as glamorous as he imagined, Qin Yunyun's temples are scattered, the headkerchief has fallen on the pillow, he is holding his front placket and clothes belt tightly, sweat is dripping from his forehead, and his eyes are wide open on his whitewashed face, staring at Wen Rong, as if he is a man-eating tiger or a demon, until he hears the sound of the door, he looks at Yang Ding, revealing a little joy and pride.

"Smack!" "Stop!" Lin Feihua heard Lin Zhiqing's face turn pale in an instant when she heard Lin Zhiqing's words, and her body couldn't stop trembling, and Lin Piaoliu's body trembled, her face rose with anger, and she came to Lin Zhiqing's side in a flash, and waved her hand to be a slap. This shot was very heavy, Lin Zhiqing's fair face was imprinted with red palm prints, and blood overflowed from the corners of her mouth, only to see Lin Zhiqing staring at Lin Piaoliu.

I suddenly understood, and looked at the wine jug that I smashed to the ground in horror, and before I could answer, but when I heard the sound of "smack", Xiao Baorong twitched slightly, and a black blood spat out, splashing on the hand I was holding on his shoulder. I hurriedly pumped my hand at the warm blood, and when I lifted it up tremblingly, the blood was dripping down my white fingers.

I saw that on the first seat, Fu Wenjie rested his hand that had been covering his forehead on the desk, revealing a pale face, and a helpless smile slowly emerged.

Yang Ding's face suddenly turned red, and embarrassment and anger flashed in his eyes. was obviously talking to Fu Bao'er, but his eyes were looking at Biluo, calm and indifferent, without any smile. Bi Luo's heart trembled, and it took a long time to barely smile a little at the corner of her vermilion lips.

The thunder exploded in his brain, his body trembled, Cheng Bei struggled several times, and his face became even paler. And Nu Yao is so tidy, her lips are finely grinding with him, as if there is nothing, like rubbing like sticking. The tip of the boy's nose and forehead were covered with sweat, and his resistance was particularly obvious. At a distance of inches, the four eyes were facing each other, the anger in Cheng Be's eyes was undisguised, and the teasing in Nu Yao's eyes was even stronger.

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