Ruhai went all the way east through the jungle, swept over the lake fifty zhang wide, sank under his feet, stopped in the bamboo sea on the island, crossed the emerald green bamboo sea, and stopped at a thatched house.

put Yun Chuan down and said loudly: "Old poisonous worm, this child is entrusted to you." Erdi is shallow and ignorant, and he can't protect him thoroughly. ”

A person paced out seven feet in response, wearing a five-ridge crown on his head, and his face showed no kindness, quite fierce.

Ruhai Dan saw this person, and there was no other word, the tip of his right finger flicked slightly, and an object shot like a strong wind, like a spear piercing, and rushed straight to the old man's door.

The old man quickly got up with one hand, and pointed to the object in front of him.

"I lend you this thing, so that I can take care of it. ”

The old man has always been conceited, and he sees that this thing is rare.

With his hands behind his back, he walked over: "Where did this kid come from, what did you give me for the top?"

"Nature has something to do with it. The old man stroked the pearl carefully with his back hand, and without saying anything, he grabbed the child and brought it into the house.

Like the sea, he swept away, returned from the same way, swept over the blue lake, and went straight to the corpse of Fang Cai.

The water of the lake rippled, and in an instant it was as smooth as a mirror.

The light work of the sea is very good, and the forest and sea are instantaneous.

But when he heard a dragon groan, he suddenly felt bad in his heart, and a cold light protruded from behind the tree, piercing Ruhai's chest.

Ruhai raised his left arm sideways to dodge, and his right hand pushed out with a single palm, hitting the young man's abdomen with golden armor.

The young military general was like a kite with a broken string, bending down and flying to the side of the road on one knee, his left hand holding a sword into the ground three inches, and a touch of scarlet popped out of the corner of his mouth.

Ruhai's body fell back and stood up, and ripped off the black sleeve of his left arm.

It turned out that in order to dodge the sword that pierced the heart, although he dodged his chest, he was injured by the sword on the inside of his left arm.

A bottle of trauma medicine was quickly applied to stop the blood flowing.

The young military general suppressed the tumbling breath in the inland sea, and wiped the scarlet on the side of his mouth with the back of his hand: "Good palm technique, there are still such people in the remote fields of Jiangnan." ”

Raising the sword again, the feet and shadows are staggered, like a wild leopard rushing to the face.

This time it was still on the left, and the young military general was coming towards the vital point.

The blade of the sword pointed directly at his left hand, and he was afraid that his arm would be hit again.

The golden needle in his right hand flew out, and the golden needle hit the sword body and tilted to the side.

Ruhai thought in his heart: "This young man won't just do this trick." ”

But I saw that the young man was in a change of formation, and the blade of the sword swept straight to the throat.

Ruhai hurriedly leaned back, and the blade of the sword slashed through the throat, not hurting the flesh, but cutting off the sideburns by an inch.

Ruhai took the belly of the young military general with one foot.

It's a pity that his leg skills are fast, and he is good at practicing light skills, but he is not good at facing the enemy.

The kick on the boy's abdomen is just a feint, and the other foot is really a fly.

Instantly retreat five feet away, turn over and point to the ground, fly to the lake, a hundred feet away in an instant, stop at the lake.

The young military general knew how to pursue in battle, and he had already rushed to attack in an instant.

Although it is a footstep, it is not much inferior to the leopard in the wilderness.

For example, Haifang felt that he was negligent in practicing his legs and feet on weekdays, and he was in a hurry when facing the enemy.

At present, there are no weapons, and there are more than 100 gold needles, but they are used for self-defense.

Once exhausted, they are tied. There are many thoughts in my heart, but there is nothing else to do.

Simply flew out all the gold needles hidden in his sleeve.

When the young military general saw the golden needles flying, he turned his sword into a circle with his left hand, blocking all the more than 100 golden needles.

This needle is highly poisonous, and I dare not be careless.

The young man saw that Ruhai stopped his offensive and scratched left and right, but he expected that he had exhausted his golden needles, and only with his bare hands, the cold light and swift shadow would come over.

It's still that trick, straight to the heart.

Ruhai can't take care of a lot now, his palms are bare hands, his left hand is weak, his right hand is less forceful, the cold light of the sword blade grabs the palm, and he can't stop the sword from devouring his heart, and he pierces the chest more than two inches.

Like a sea of lips, two golden rays of light flew out of his mouth, shooting directly into the eyes of the young general.

Within two feet, the young man only cared about the sword and devoured his heart, and he only had one hand, and he couldn't be it anymore.

His eyes were suddenly bleeding, he drank bitterly, kicked and flew like a sea, and his left hand curled his fingers to gouge out his eyes to prevent the poison from going away from his whole body.

The golden-armored boy heard the sound of falling water and sat quietly on the ground.

The sea fell into the water like a kite with a broken string, and sank to the bottom of the lake, and the lake gradually flattened and never surfaced again.

Blood and tears flowed down the young general's face, and it was dark in front of him. Although blind, he remained alert and could hear the waves.

Barely standing up, the tail finger is in the mouth, and a sharp ear piercing sound attracts a dark handsome horse. Disappear into the wilderness.

Yun Chuan woke up from this sleep, with a terrible headache, and the world was spinning.

In the dream, I only felt that I had been floating in the air, but it was like being stuck in water, and no matter how I broke free, it was useless.

The vision gradually blurred and then gradually became clearer, but what caught my eye was a thatched roof, and he struggled to sit up, unable to find his beads.

He turned the bed over, but he couldn't find it, and ran out of the house.

Hit a person head-on and fell to the ground.

The old man turned to look at him, and scolded angrily with a fierce look: "Hun boy, where do you learn to walk, your legs are discounted for you, believe it or not." ”

Yun Chuan couldn't get the beads, he was already very anxious, and when he heard this, he also scolded angrily: "Old thing, did you steal my beads?"

The old man held Mingzhu between his fingers and replied with a smile: "What the old man wants, you can grab it clearly." Don't talk about stealing or stealing. Besides, you gave it to me in your dream. ”

Yun Chuan couldn't say anything angry: "You old man, you don't know the current affairs, you stole my things, but you insist that I gave them away, and you are not ashamed." ”

The old man listened but listened, but he didn't speak, and no matter how insulting Ren Yunchuan was, he didn't return the favor.

Seeing that the old man was silent, Yun Chuan approached and jumped up, wanting to snatch the beads, but was slapped to the ground by the old man's palm, and his buttocks hurt when he fell, and tears almost couldn't control themselves.

The old man didn't eat oil and salt, and his strength was amazing, but he was only afraid of the child's crying.

"I'll lend me this pearl for thirty years, and I'll return it to you then, how about it?" the old man bent down to help Yun Chuan.

Yun Chuan refused: "At most, one day, it has to be today." ”

The old man pushed Yun Chuan to the ground again: "Then ten years." ”

It's still the familiar courtyard.

A person sat on the threshold with her eyes closed, the stunning woman pressed the strings with both hands, and the strings made of silk hinges were white, but they were far less slender than the woman's jade fingers.

Suddenly, a drop of water fell from the mind of the man with his eyes closed, and a slight ripple appeared. But it is the morning dew of green bamboo and green leaves in the mountains, dripping on the valley stream.

The stream gurgled away, descending from the mountains, or zigzag, or turbulent and rapid, or splashed with water droplets, or silver beads scattered into the green lake.

The clear and translucent lake water is like a piece of jasper, or like the heavenly Yao Pond, the end is colorful, and the sunlight is reflected, and the indescribable strange light is brilliant.

The man sat upright, covered his face with his hands, and felt like a fish in the lake, playing happily, without a trace of trouble, without a trace of concern, and just swimming happily.

The lake gradually became less and less water, and it turned out to be mixed into the river. The river is not as gentle as the stream, so take the fish away and go down the cliff.

The fish flew up, and in this short moment of flying suffocation, it fell into the pool again, and I don't know how many cliffs and how many times it has flown through.

Finally coming to this wide water, the steady water of the river gives the fish a breather, it is tired, and wants to stay here forever.

But the river is merciless and goes straight into the sea. The fish were exhausted and enveloped in the water. Rushing into the abyss at the bottom of the sea, the fish tried to lift its strength, but it couldn't stop the ocean current, and it was simply vulnerable.

The sea water poured into the heart, penetrated into every scale, and carried away all the strength of the fish, and fell forever into this endless sea of suffering.

The body of the piano came to an abrupt end, and the sea of bitterness still engulfed.

The man covered with his hands was wrapped in the sound of endless lyre, threatening to shatter him.

The man threw up his head and shouted, "Broken." The body was sandwiched around the body and the strength of the protective body erupted, cracking the purple crown open, and the hair was scattered, and there was no wind to dance on its own.

The leaves and grass in the courtyard, along with the mottled lime on the walls, and the tiles on the roof were blown apart.

In an instant, the man vomited blood, staining his precious silk, a turquoise color.

It turns out that there are only fish in this world who can't do without water, love the tenderness of water, feel the moisture of water, and want this water to be by their side all the time.

The fish thinks that it is pursuing, that it has been obtained, that it will always get it, and that it will definitely be able to get it in the end.

In the end, he was swallowed up by this current in the boundless sea of suffering. The man raised his head, his eyes seemed to have murderous intent, and his pupils instantly bloomed, and his eagle eyes widened.

But for a moment, his body twitched and cried out in pain: "No." Far from a heart-rending cry this time, the man slammed his fist on the door, and the door shattered into several pieces and flew out of the courtyard.

The woman leaned on the harp with one hand on her head.

The dark red fire pattern on the body of the piano is even more enchanting, the pale silk has been dyed bright red, and the woman uses the tail of the golden hairpin to cut the green veins of her left hand, and the table is also soaked into a red patch.

Blood drops fell to the ground like a red candle falling freshly, and pieces were red.

The woman's face was pale with blood, her face was as cold as frost, her green silk was tarnished like autumn leaves, and her lips seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

The man's hair danced wildly, and he had long looked down on his face, only the eagle-like blood and tears rained down.

Approaching step by step, his legs were like a thousand pounds of lead and iron, and every time he moved, he spent all his strength.

As close as he could, he grabbed the woman's lotus arm, hugged her horizontally, leaned the woman's stunning face against his heart, and muttered, "Yao'er, let's go home." ”

The tenderness in her eyes was like water, and she had long forgotten how the woman used magic sounds to invade her body a moment ago, messing with her mind and almost killing herself.

The man with the hair strolled down the stairs blankly.

The young man in black horse knelt on the ground, waiting to be disposed of.

The man's eagle eyes stared at the world, and he only said lightly: "You go." ”

Outside the hospital, the magpies don't know when they have returned to the nest.

The woods are shady, and the birds return to their nests. The sunset on the riverside reflected the gentle river, and a dark red light streak was obliquely displayed.

Looking directly at the daylight, even the evening glow is so dazzling.

Far from being afraid of the glare of the sun, this man saw more of God.

In the past, the person in the dream was clothed in this glow, and his every move haunted him.

Yes, it is this familiar sunset, as I have seen every day for more than two years. Today, the woman is no longer to be seen.

The man ran down from the woods behind the courtyard, saw a door, and flew into the house.

Suddenly I saw the delicate dark red, kneeling on the ground, supporting the ground with both arms, but the left arm was exhausted and fell to the ground.

With one eye, he caught a glimpse of the golden hairpin and purple crown, and he could no longer suppress the pain and fainted.