Run, run, run!

The monk crawled up from the ground, and passers-by looked at him like a psychopath. The unidentified people were not interested in the monk at all, and he even saw the business car swaggering past him, and the monk fell to the ground like a walking corpse with his head in his arms. After the wheel was crushed, he got up again and ran frantically.

Run, run, run!

The monk didn't know what he was running away from, after tripping over a floor tile, he rolled and crawled under the green tree to catch his breath, he didn't dare to stop, as soon as he stopped, he couldn't help but think, what did he see just now?

No, it must be an illusion, it must be an illusion.

But this terrible emotion still swept towards the monk like a plague, his mind was full of cloth, his mind was full of those three knives, his mind was full of blood!

Dead, dead, cloth dead!

It's impossible, it's impossible, Bu Yi can't die! They said to ask Bu Yi to go back, they won't kill him! No, they just said to ask Bu Yi to go back, they didn't say dead or alive.

Dead, dead, cloth dead!

The monk was so cold, his upper and lower teeth kept chattering, Mengtuo, where is Mengtuo. What will they do? What will they do? What will I do? The monk twitched like he was having an epileptic seizure, but there was no tear in his eyes, no expression of pain on his face, and he clutched his arm desperately, trying to find a ray of life in the countless black holes.

He desperately banged his head against the tree, hitting his head and bleeding without realizing it, and the warm blood flowing out made him feel relieved.

Two ordinary-looking middle-aged men quickly walked over to the monk.

The monk's convulsions and self-harm here have attracted a lot of attention, and the onlookers have commented and discussed, and some good deeds have been filmed with mobile phones. In the past, a monk would never allow himself to behave in such an unusually sloppy manner, although he was not as eager to hide in the sea of people as Li Han was, but he also tried his best to avoid attracting attention.

But what happened a few minutes ago completely broke his psychological defenses, and he didn't want to do anything now but vent to his heart's content. I just want to go crazy, I just want to go crazy, I just want to go crazy like this!

The two men pushed through the crowd and walked in, and the two of them walked straight to the monk with serious expressions.

The monk's eyes widened in horror when he saw them, his hands fluttering, his feet kicking the ground indiscriminately, and the corners of his mouth screamed.

"No, I don't know them, I don't know him... Please, don't kill me. Don't kill me, I really don't know what's going on..."

He burst into tears at this moment, already hysterical, desperate and helpless and fearful consumed him. He didn't know if he was pretending or if he was really frightened, he wasn't Mengtuo, he couldn't be as calm as Mengtuo, he wasn't as great as Mengtuo. When an absolutely irresistible force descended on him, when he couldn't think of any way to resist, he completely collapsed.

The two men turned a deaf ear, squatting in front of the monk to cover the sight of the people behind, and one of them whispered: "Lord Monk, we are the dark lin." ”

The man said that the index finger of his left hand was placed on top of the middle finger, the thumb and little finger were against each other, and the ring finger was slightly bent, which was the identity of the dark lin.

The monk's pupils, which were shattered in horror a second ago, instantly cleared, although his face was still in shock, and his lips and teeth were still trembling, but his expression calmed down. The calmness made the monk himself feel frightened.

The four of them, the monk, seemed to have infinite magical power, and they pulled him back to reality at once.

The man said, "Lord Buyi has commanded the two of us to follow in secret, and we have ordered the nearest rudder to make all preparations. Adults will be arranged directly to go back to Bige. ”

The two of them grabbed the monk's hand, and the two of them worked together to help the monk up, and the man on the left whispered: "My lord, just rest assured to go to the dark rudder, the dark rudder has been taken over by the dark lin recently." Rest assured, adults!"

After the two finished speaking, they wanted to leave.

The monk had not yet returned to his place at this time, and if a drowning man finally grabbed a piece of driftwood, how could he let go easily, he held the two of them and said, "Two big brothers, I am just an ordinary person, you two can't leave me." ”

In the past, the second-generation disciples of the Blood Moon were the same generation as the Eight Qilin, but just now, the people of the Dark Lin seemed to use the honorific title of monk, which can only show that Mengtuo has already made a foolproof plan!

The more this is the case, the more cold the monk's heart becomes, which can only show that Mengtuo had already expected this kind of consequence on this trip! Moreover, the second generation of disciples has improved, so those original first-generation disciples...

The monk did not dare to imagine the consequences!

When the disaster of Bige was the blood moon did not belong to the Qilin Pavilion, their cognition of the Qilin Pavilion only stayed on Mengtuo and them, and they couldn't empathize, this disaster befell Mengtuo on their heads, and the monk knew that he was not Mengtuo, and he had no way to bring the Qilin Pavilion back to life like Mengtuo!

The monk was afraid, he used to have Mengtuo's support, he dared to talk eloquently, dared to make suggestions, and dared to be imaginative because he knew that even if he did something wrong, Mengtuo had a way to correct it, and Mengtuo could also reverse it.

Now that Mengtuo is gone, it is too cruel to let him face all this by himself! When he thinks of this, the monk's first thought is to escape!

Flee to the ends of the earth, flee abroad, even if you flee to a country at war. I can go to Wang Luojie, and I can get out of the Qilin Pavilion completely clean!

But the idea was only for a moment, and he suddenly remembered that he was free...

There are also Xingyin, Fengnan, and Shadow, these people are still in the Qilin Pavilion! They don't even know what happened, if they leave, they will definitely not be able to escape their doom.

It's important to run for your life first, no one can fight against them! If you don't run for your life, you'll be the next Mengtuo, and the Qilin Pavilion shouldn't exist for a long time! There's no way to save it, run away.

The monk frantically persuaded himself.

The two dark lins were grabbed by the monk but did not struggle, the two just looked at the monk calmly.

Watching the struggles and pains on the monk's face gradually calm down, watching the monk regain his former calm and leisure, and even a little lazy and scoundrel.

The monk sighed softly, let go of the two people, and said lightly: "Inform all the Eight Qilin disciples outside to evacuate the dark rudder." All of them are reduced to pieces and melted into the world, and they are not allowed to gather without the order of Bige. ”

The two Dark Lin disciples smiled at the same time, and one of them turned around and left first.

The other said, "Monk, don't worry, your lord will be escorted by the disciples of Dark Lin and Shadow Lin all the way." ”

The monk nodded, looked up at the dark blue sky that was isolated into pieces through the branches, and could already see a few lone stars, the monk remained motionless in this position, and by the time he came back to his senses, the onlookers had already dispersed.

The spectators have left the table, who is he going to sing this scene to?

But some things always have to be insisted on, isn't it? Some things will always be the same as this ancient nation, after suffering and suffering, still tenacious, after several storms and hardships, but more and more courageous, indomitable, and finally make everyone look at each other, right?

The monk patted the dirt on his body casually, smiled and strode south.

Thousands of miles away, there was a group of people waiting for him, and he, like the other group, was obligated by some vulgar and ridiculous reason that might be said.

The monk already knew his choice, and he also knew that he could not do it alone, and he urgently needed a master who would listen to him.

Yi Shui pulled out the knife from the sheath, and instantly repelled Li Xie, who was still invincible. It's just a bad spirit, he hasn't even swung the knife yet, and the patriarch who was sitting on the top with white hair was also a little frightened, his face trembled twice, and when he saw Yi Shui withdraw the knife, he said to a circle of people in the field with a complicated mood: "Is there anyone else on the field?"

He hoped that someone would stand up and extinguish Yi Shui's prestige! But in the past three days, Yi Shui has lost seven masters in the clan, and all of them are his elders, all of whom have studied the sword techniques passed down from generation to generation by the Li family since childhood, but all these seven people have lost in Yi Shui's hands!

The first few people Yi Shui was a little merciful, but later when he saw that he was about to lose, he actually used the most vicious move in the Li family's knife technique, and almost cut Yi Shui in two, and then Yi Shui's knife technique suddenly became weird and vicious, and later several people were in danger.

The same is true for Li Xie, the moment Yi Shui pulled out the knife, it was already in Li Xie's arms!

Yi Shui stood arrogantly in the center with a knife, and when he was fifteen years old, he was also standing here, and was expelled from the Li family by the current group of people. Now he was standing here again, but this time it was different, when he was fifteen years old, the group of people had forced his father to death, and if he didn't get the answer he wanted today, then he wouldn't mind letting these people go down and apologize to his father personally!

The patriarch's face was extremely ugly, and he gave several people a look, but those he saw pretended not to see it.

Although it is a great shame not to dare to fight in the face of the challenge of a younger generation, there are other things that are more fatal than this just humiliating thing.

The patriarch is old and confused, and this junior dares to stand here alone, but there is a backstage.

Their group of people had all received threats from others, although for a high-minded martial arts family like them, they would never pay attention to the threats of ordinary people, but the people who threatened them were definitely not ordinary!

In the Central Plains martial arts family, there is more than one family surnamed Li, but unfortunately the biggest is not their family.

Of course, Yi Shui didn't know that someone was secretly helping, he just felt that he had shocked the group of peerless masters in front of him who were once invincible in his eyes with his true skills.

He looked around, these people were his uncles and uncles, but they had never had the love of their elders! But he had to thank these people, otherwise he wouldn't have known the monks, and he wouldn't have joined the Blood Moon, let alone come into contact with the Qilin Pavilion.

The Li family is a real neutral family.

There are some things that really can't be generalized, just like what he wants to do now. As long as these people in front of you are shocked, the Li family, hmph! The Li family treats me unkindly, then I will borrow you Li Jiayi to use it well.

Yi Shui turned around and saw that no one refuted, and stared at the upper patriarch again.

The patriarch's face changed and he said, "What do you want to do, a junior?"

"I'm not interested in your seat!" Yi Shui sneered disdainfully, you just guard your chair and turn into sand with these rotten woods, and I, I just want the Li family to change their way of living.

"I want to pick out dozens of the most qualified juniors from the Li family for me to drive! I want them to obey my orders alone, and no one else can interfere!"

Yi Shui's thumb lightly rested on the hilt of the knife, and the threat was self-evident.

"In the future, I will break with them and the Li family! These people and I will leave the Li family completely!"

The corners of Yi Shui's mouth showed a touch of mockery, these people were the return gifts he was going to give to the blood moon, that's right, he returned to the Li family to avenge his revenge when he was fifteen years old, and he longed to return to the blood moon all the time in his heart. He knew that Li Han and they would never want him to do this, and he knew that the few people they left shouldered Li Han's sustenance, and they wanted to live brightly for Li Han, but he didn't want to fulfill Li Han's wish this time, he wanted to go against him this time.

When he thought of Li Han's angry appearance, he felt funny.