Chapter 83: Bai Yunhuan's Sword [2]

In the rain, in the cave.

I can't figure out how to think about the suffering of holding my head, why Bai Yunhuan uses a sword, and Bai Yunhuan doesn't use a sword, it will be two completely different Bai Yunhuan.

Chu Buwei didn't understand too much, he always wore the shopkeeper who was smiling and immodest on weekdays, and when he came out with a sword... It's so...

Peerless.

......

In the sword under the city, Chu Buwei had a feeling.

Chu Buwei felt that even if it was four of himself, he might not be able to catch that sword.

If Li Junyu was not facing himself at that time, but against himself, the shopkeeper when he used the sword...

Li Junyu may not be able to make a move.

Along the way, Chu Buwei and Suffering had never seen Bai Yunhuan holding a sword, let alone seen Bai Yunhuan holding a sword.

......

In fact, Bai Yunhuan is so big, not many people have seen him come out with a sword.

One of them commented on Bai Yunhuan's sword:

"The sword intent has no soul, and there is no hope in holding the sword. ”

"There is no hope in holding a sword, but the body is acceptable. ”

......

This man is not lying.

Because Bai Yunhuan was a child, he didn't even dare to admit that he liked to use swords and admit that he wanted to be a swordsman.

Therefore, the sword intent has no soul.

But.

When he grew up, Bai Yunhuan saw Qiumei being hung by the Li family at the head of Fusang City, covered in wind and rain, and scarred.

Bai Yunhuan felt that he had to do something no matter what.

That's why.

Bai Yunhuan's sword finally has something.

......

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At this moment, in Fusang City, in the midst of a hundred books.

Sun Xiaoying covered her mouth with her arm, blocking the blood that was about to gush out of her mouth.

Then he fell straight to his knees.

Her eyes were full of disbelief and resentment.

A terrible wound stretched from Sun Xiaoying's left shoulder to the right of her lower abdomen.

......

The people in the field were already staring out of their eyes.

......

Now.

Behind Sun Xiaoying, a voice came, the voice was not loud or small, she could just hear it.

"I kept my hand. ”

"If you let them bandage you in time, you won't have to worry about your life. ”

"I'm here to save people, I don't want to kill people. ”

......

Bai Yunhuan, who was facing away from Sun Xiaoying, finished speaking, his face was still calm, and he no longer cared about Sun Xiaoying, but slowly walked to Lan Yu, who was kneeling on the ground with his hands tied, and was looking at him with wide eyes at this time.

Whether it's Lan Yu or everyone in the field.

No one dared to believe what was happening in front of their eyes.

......

The young head of the Sun family in Fusang City, the crazy woman who was in Fusang City, was defeated by a little-known white-haired boy with a sword!

Just a sword!

Who can believe it?!

Who would dare to believe it?!

......

Bai Yunhuan ignored everyone's dumbfoundedness, and also ignored Lan Yu's dumbfoundedness. just quietly hugged Lan Yu, who couldn't stand up, gently.

Then, as if there was no one around, Bai Yunhuan picked up Lan Yu and raised his legs to walk towards the door of Baishuzhai.

......

Bai Yunhuan was ten steps away from him.

Sun Xiaoying felt like someone had slapped her in the face.

She has lived for twenty years, and she has never been defeated among her peers, let alone a fool who is younger than her and has not dried up!

Murderous intent rises.

The vertical knife touches the ground.

Sun Xiaoying gritted her teeth, her eyes flashed with a strong light, and she turned around little by little, staring at the white-haired young man who was walking slowly towards the door.

A large patch of blood slid down Sun Xiaoying's placket and then flowed to the ground.

However, when did she Sun Xiaoying ever fear bloodshed?

This well-known madman of the Sun family in Fusang City will never let Bai Yunhuan go.

Even if she was seriously injured.

......

Sun Xiaoying's killing machine was like the fragrance of poisonous flowers blooming, quickly enveloping every corner of Baishuzhai, and everyone who was surrounded by the killing machine only felt a cold attack from the soul.

The crowd felt that it was too hard to even breathe.

Naturally, this killing machine also shrouded Bai Yunhuan, who was slowly walking outside the door.

......

Bai Yunhuan did not lose Chu Buwei's perception, and it was impossible not to feel Sun Xiaoying's monstrous killing intent.

Maybe it's this breath, maybe it's the next breath.

Sun Xiaoying would never let herself walk out of the hundred study like this.

......

Finally.

Bai Yunhuan hugged Lan Yu's figure slowly moving forward, stopped, and he gently put Lan Yu on the ground.

Turned around, his face calm.

Looking at Sun Xiaoying, whose whole person was entangled in an extremely crazy scarlet aura, Bai Yunhuan said lightly:

"If you come. ”

"I will kill you. ”

......

The boy's voice was like dew drops hitting a pool of clear water, peaceful and clean.

Bai Yunhuan came here, indeed, as he said before, just to save people, not to kill people.

What's more, Sun Xiaoying has no grievances or hatred with him.

In the heroic biography of the talented and beautiful woman, those so-called heroes, others just laughed at him a few words, and the heroes slaughtered the people at every turn, and others just glanced at the beautiful woman next to the hero, and the heroes gouged out people's eyes. It seems that the real heroes and heroes cannot be slandered by others.

Bai Yunhuan is not such a person.

Bai Yunhuan never wanted to be a hero, so he was naturally not afraid of being slandered by others. Sun Xiaoying told him to be a fool no more, and Bai Yunhuan would not take it to heart.

It's just that Bai Yunhuan is very clear.

If Sun Xiaoying came over, she would definitely kill herself and Lan Yu.

So Bai Yunhuan's two sentences just made Sun Xiaoying make a choice.

But.

Eight words fell in Sun Xiaoying's ears, and only four words were heard:

"I will kill you. ”

......

Kill me!?

A fool who wants to kill me!?

Sun Xiaoying, whose self-esteem was so strong that she was sickly, smiled.

"You deserve !? too"

The hoarse voice carried a sense of madness, and the moment Sun Xiaoying roared out these three words, the whole person was like a hungry wolf, and quickly swept towards Bai Yunhuan!

Sun Xiaoying had a weird smile on her face, and at the same time, she held a knife in her backhand.

In just an instant, Sun Xiaoying was already close to Bai Yunhuan.

The blade slashed out from right to left!

......

Bai Yunhuan rushed from Sun Xiaoying towards him, then Sun Xiaoying held the knife in his backhand, and then Sun Xiaoying took out the knife, all of them just stood quietly.

Bai Yunhuan's eyes also kept staring at Sun Xiaoying's eyes.

Pity.

In Sun Xiaoying's eyes, in addition to the killing intent, it was extremely resentful hatred.

Throughout.

Bai Yunhuan didn't see a trace of pity and hesitation in Sun Xiaoying's eyes for Lan Yu and herself.

Dare to be affectionate, his own life and Lan Yu's life are so worthless in Sun Xiaoying's eyes.

......

The left foot drew a half circle backwards on the ground, and Bai Yunhuan's whole person sank four inches, and his left hand was behind his waist.

The right hand slowly put on the hilt of the sword.

"Draw your sword. ”

The two words sounded from the sea of white clouds.

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In the field.

The young head of the Sun family fell to the ground.

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