At this moment, another woman covered her face and eyes and shouted, "It's a man, there's a man hanging from a tree." ”

Fu Yingmei turned to the back of the tree and saw that he was really a man, but he was only in shape, and he didn't look respectful at all, let alone identify who he was.

Hongyu was so busy treating Hongxia that she didn't care who was hanging on the tree, and she forgot that there was also a Hongzhi.

Fu Yingmei lifted her breath and flew up to take a look, where was a person hanging! It should be called a nailing person.

There are five or six iron nails in one arm, and the same is true in the legs.

A good living person, firmly embedded in the tree, Fu Yingmei has no idea where to start, and she feels sad when she looks at it. She has always been strong, but she couldn't bear it and almost shed tears. thought to himself: "That damn Li Yipeng is so vicious, and he can see that the methods of the seventy-two islands are vicious, which is not comparable to ordinary people." ”

Although she was a daughter, she did not distinguish between men and women, and drew her sword, brushed it with two swords, and cut the trunk of the tree, and then took it off with one hand, and set it on the ground.

Many people covered their eyes, one was shy, and the other was because they couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Fu Yingmei grabbed Duan Jiao's collar and pointed at Hongzhi and said, "Look at this is a man." ”

Duan Jiao lowered his head very low, not looking directly, his face was like a red apple in autumn.

Fu Yingmei said: "What are you afraid of? Haven't you ever seen blood? Each of us has blood in our bodies, what is there to be afraid of?" and pointed to a circle of disciples of the Dragon Prison Gang, "You care so much about the difference between men and women, you are afraid of blood, if you meet a scoundrel in the future, how will you deal with it? It is your relatives and sisters who are injured, do you just let her die?"

Duan Jiao said: "Miss, we know it's wrong. ”

"Why are you standing stupidly when you know you're wrong? If you care so much about these things, you shouldn't set foot in the rivers and lakes......"

She said that the circle of people around her was self-conscious, and Dugu Yan was calm. Xin said: "She is right, but Hongzhi's current appearance, let alone a female streamer, even if a battle-experienced general sees it, he may not be shocked." ”

He stared at Hongzhi without squinting, hoping to see something from his wounds, but the wounds were mostly whipped with whips, and the nails were driven in the most cumbersome way, and there was no information at all except to prove their cruelty.

But Dugu Yan was still looking at him directly, because there was no way to do it, and if he wanted to defeat a powerful opponent, he had to face their cruelty and bloodshed.

Although it was Hongzhi who was nailed, he saw the figure of a woman, if she was the one who was injured at the moment, how would he grasp his emotions, and how would he continue to fight.

There was more than this in his mind, he kept adding wounds to Hongzhi's body in his mind, and then finally it all fell on her, little by little, destroying her life, and finally torturing his own spirit, making him hard, cruel and cold, becoming more terrible than the twelve-colored, becoming more cruel than the abuser, becoming beyond himself, becoming no longer himself......

Suddenly, there was a flash of light, and the sword suddenly came out of its sheath.

"What are you going to do?"

With a roar, everyone's eyes began to gather on Dugu Yan's body, and the noise woke up Hongxia, and she saw Sen Leng's sword, which was approaching Hongzhi step by step. Trying his best, he made a faint voice: "Don't, don't hurt him." ”

Hongyu was annoyed, and yelled at Dugu Yan: "What are you doing? and being saved, what are you going to do?

Dugu Yan suddenly woke up from the environment, reason was telling him that he couldn't kill people, but the sword was eager to drink blood, and a cruel and cold voice was reminding him, "You must kill, only by killing him can you prove that you are more ruthless, more ferocious, and more ruthless than the people of Seventy-two Islands, only in this way can you defeat them, you must do this......"

On the one hand, it is the experience that makes the heart colder and stronger, and on the other hand, it is the cry of the beloved, if you kill him, you will inevitably be snubbed by her, her rebuttal is not wrong, and she is not reasonable at all. But facts are facts, and rivers and lakes are rivers and lakes.

At this time, in fact, what he wanted to kill in his heart was not Hongzhi, but his own feelings. He wants to erase the feelings he can't let go, and his eyes are not on others, but on his favorite red jade.

If the person who was injured today was her, she would be bullied and continue to be ruthlessly tortured, and he would have to face multiple masters at the same time, Twelve Colors, Zhang Jingsheng, Dragoon Tiger Guard, etc., etc., etc., what he had to do, that was his only bond, only by cutting off, he could let go, and only by cutting off could there be a glimmer of life.

His hands were shaking, and his heart was shaking, and so was his breathing, sometimes he forgot, sometimes he remembered, but he forgot everything else.

The uproar of the crowd woke up Hongzhi, and the first thing he saw was not the sword that wanted to kill him, but the abolished himself, although the voice of "I ......" was extremely weak, but it was faint with incomparable strength and firmness.

A tear slowly slipped down his eyes, and for him, "desperate situation" was a real desperate situation.

Tears that a man shouldn't have, he shed...... He endured the pain that normal people should not endure...... There is nothing in this world that should and should not be, and when he makes up his mind not to live, he doesn't have to care about what is wrong with his body.

The flesh may be nothing more than a skin that restricts the movement of the soul, and since it has chosen to leave this skin, it is like taking off a garment that will never be worn again, and who is it left to wear, whether it is burned or torn off, and what does it have to do with him?

Thinking of this, Hongzhi suddenly laughed, laughing calmly, laughing strongly, laughing indifferently, laughing desperately, laughing arrogant......

Complex emotions become calm, like turbid water soaking down, becoming clear and transparent.

"Lone Snow Peak, they went to Lone Snow Peak and took your father with them......" He didn't glance at the red jade, but all knew who he was talking to.

At this time, in this situation, how can he not be touching if he is still thinking about other people's affairs?

Dugu Yan thought that he would have to feed the sword with his life in the last second, and he couldn't cry for a long time, but Hongzhi didn't blame him.

When the faint voice sounded again, it was an affirmation and understanding of him, "Duguyan, I understand your feelings......"

"Poof!" a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his speech became slurred, "Kill me! Prove you, while I'm still angry, prove you...... It's also training you, I may not have been able to do what you want to do today, but now I ...... Now that I'm you, I'll be able to do it...... Do...... Kill me. ”

"No, no, no......" The scarred Hongxia let out an earth-shattering roar, not only that, but she even tried to stand up, and what was even more unacceptable was that she really did it. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Cold Jianghu Claw Book House" for free for the first time.