'Bang!' Tang Xian's body fell, stirring up dust on the ground, Liang Xie's body shook for a while, and he also felt that the world was spinning, and he turned over and planted, and there were a few more steel needles on his body, and 10,000 insects seemed to see extremely delicious leaves, scrambling to drill into Liang Xie's body desperately.

"Deacon Liang!" Liang Xie listened to the last sentence in a daze, he knew that it was Yu Qibai's shout, but it was difficult to answer.

In the woods.

Zong Lao retreated and retreated, Zhao Yi advanced and advanced, 'Huh!' A sword light flashed, Zong Lao hurriedly dodged, but the wind brought up by his body method blew a crack in the clothes in his lower abdomen, and a blood stain slowly oozed blood, Zhao Yi's sword move entered again, but the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and the sword technique was no longer as sharp as before.

"It's now!" Sect Elder was waiting for this moment, he took the initiative to be injured to lure the enemy, and finally won the opportunity under the eighth sword.

"'The light of the sky on the fifth watch shines on Ercao, and it is in vain to refuse. ’”

Zong Lao stepped out in one step, did not retreat but advanced, his body galloped, left one move after another, Zhao Ling's sword light blocked, leaving another hole in Zong Lao's arm, Zong Lao's palm also hit Zhao Ling's heart, Zhao Ling's chest was stuffy, his breath was closed, and he couldn't help but retreat, Zong Lao's move was merciless and another palm attacked, Zhao Ji sealed Zong Lao with a sword and already retracted his hand, and then two palms, four palms...... , Zhao Ji only felt that for a moment, it seemed that five or six hands were attacking him at once, only forcing him to retreat step by step. Due to excessive blood loss and strong self-support, Zong Lao's move at this moment is already half slower than usual, and the strength is less than thirty percent, but Zhao Ji is tired and even more intense is already at the end of the strong crossbow, at this time, he feels soreness in his hands and feet, and several palms on his body, Zong Lao is dizzy and dizzy when he raises his skills, although he has seized the opportunity, but his strength is insufficient, and he cannot kill the enemy.

Zhao Ji saw the clue, no longer in love with the war, immediately took a few palms, pulled out and fled, who knew that the figure flashed and one person blocked in front, Zhao Ji saw that it was Yifeng, and turned around and ran away with a few swords, and suddenly another figure blocked in front of him.

"Lord Zhao, it's a good deathmatch, it's not good to escape like this!" It was Qiwei who spoke, Zhao Jin's heart was even more flustered, he handed over a few swords, turned around and fled in the other direction, he ran desperately in a blink of an eye, he was already more than ten zhang away, and when he looked back and saw that Yifeng and Qiwei were not chasing, he was relieved, but what about the old man Zong?

Zhao Ji suddenly felt a sense of unease, and hurriedly turned his head, only to see that the old man was standing not far in front of him like a bloody man, Zhao Ji used all his strength to raise his sword and stabbed it, the old man stabbed between the two dead trees, but he might as well stumble and fall to the ground, Zhao Ji's body passed through the two dead trees and stabbed the old man who fell to the ground, just before his sword pierced into the heart of the old man, Zhao Ji's head suddenly turned in a circle in the air, and then he saw a sharp sword stabbed into the heart of the old man one step ahead of him, 'Poof!' It's a pity that this sword was slightly off, and instead of stabbing the vital point, it stabbed the Sect Elder's shoulder.

Zhao Ji was very puzzled, he didn't know where this person came from, he couldn't help but look at the sword, the cold light was shining, it looked like his. Li Jian ', and then he looked at the hand holding the sword, that hand was big and slender, the knuckles were abrupt and hairless, the back of the hand was full of green tendons, there was a scar on the back of the hand, the scar was like a worm, he remembered that his hand also had such a scar, and then he saw the man's clothes, black clothes, he remembered that he was also wearing black clothes today, he wanted to see the man's head and face, but this look found that the person had no head, and an unprecedented sense of horror hit Zhao Ji's heart.

A filament as thin as a hair came into Zhao Ji's eyes, and the filament slowly rose in Zhao Ji's bewildered gaze, from looking down to level, from level to up, and then he felt that the trees around him were floating upward, constantly becoming taller, and the body of the headless man was also rapidly rising, and he saw the neck, back, waist, hips, thighs, legs, and feet of the person.

'Bang!' The earth trembled, the trees around him shook, the patriarch shook, and the headless man shook.

"Dying under the 'Ugin Silk', the accounts you owe to the 'Half Step Hall' and 'Tan Men' are written off. Sect Elder slowly stood up from the ground and said, this is the last sentence Zhao Yi heard, Sect Elder's words.

"It is said that Zhao Ji is ruthless, you are more ruthless than Zhao Ji. Qi Wei didn't smile and said, Zhao Wei was dead, Yifeng was afraid that Qi Wei would make a move on Uncle Taishi, so he took a step forward and stared at Qi Wei in front of Qi Wei, Qi Wei said hehehe: "Don't worry, our brother only needs the cheats of the fourth brother, and he is not interested in killing." "Ignore Yifeng, and his figure is gone.

Yifeng's mind calmed down a little, and he turned back to help the sect elder, the sect elder shook his head and said, "Go and see Deacon Liang's battle situation, I'm fine." ”

Yifeng hesitated slightly, helped Zong Lao to bandage his acupoints, and then quickly ran out of the woods, looking at the direction where Yifeng was leaving, Zong Lao smiled with relief.

Pain, incomparably sore, Zong Lao has reached the limit at this moment, Zhao Yi is dead, and the ruthlessness in his body has also gone, at this moment he can't sit down, he can't lie down, he can't take a step, he can't even move his fingers, Zong Lao only feels sleepy, extremely sleepy, he wants to sleep, sleep well....... The blood on his body rushed through the golden sore medicine and flowed, the more it flowed, the more it flowed, the more it flowed, the more it flowed, the sect elder slowly closed his eyes. The winter morning sun shone down through the woods, clean and clear, shining on the expression of the patriarch, his expression was serene and serene, as if he was asleep.

Palace.

Clear, cold.

The eunuch palace maid still walked decently, but there was a feeling of wanting to go back to the house quickly. In the hall, the emperor stood in front of the table, waving his hand to paint inscriptions, and the whole hall was empty and deserted.

"Master, Shopkeeper Luo brought it. A shrill voice rang out outside the hall.

"Come in. The Emperor did not look up and said. As soon as the door opened, the shopkeeper Luo entered the palace door under the guidance of the eunuch, and after kneeling, the emperor gave him a seat, and the shopkeeper Luo thanked him for sitting.

The emperor ignored Shopkeeper Luo, and only after the inscription was completed did he put down the pen in his hand and said to Shopkeeper Luo: "I heard that Shopkeeper Luo is good at Danqing, is this painting of mine still passable according to your opinion?"

Shopkeeper Luo leaned over and left his seat, bowed down and hugged his fists and said: "Xiaomin is clumsy in calligraphy and painting, and he doesn't dare to comment on it." ”

The emperor said with a smile: "Writing books and painting is meant to be shown to people, good or bad are up to the heart, but it doesn't hurt to say that the shopkeeper Luo." ”

The shopkeeper Luo did not answer, the emperor looked at him without a moment, waiting for his answer, the shopkeeper Luo saw that he could not do it, and immediately looked closer, only to see a person standing on the cliff on the painting, the river under the cliff was surging, hitting both banks, the green mountains on the opposite bank were stacked one after another, towering into the clouds, the person on the painting was behind one hand, and pointed to the mountains and rivers with one hand, the man's robe touched the ground, if the wind blows, the river waves seemed to splash on the lower corner of his robe, and he felt the momentum. The man was unusually tall in the whole picture, but only a small half of his face could be seen, and I don't know who it was.

The whole painting is only made of yin and yang of brush and ink, without color, as if far and near, as in the clouds and fog, at first glance it is magnificent, but under closer inspection, there is a feeling that it cannot be touched. Shopkeeper Luo looked carefully, and finally his eyes stayed on a bluestone in the lower right corner, only to see two words inscribed on it, and the upper que was written: 'Yesterday's group of Fang fought for early spring, competing for each other's grace, how could he dare to call the pig dog a friend! The second Que wrote, "I once put the first Zen Tao now, who listens to it for a thousand years? It is even more difficult to resign, and I have achieved fame a few times! And I am ambitious, and I have been working hard for ten years, and I am going west alone." The ink of the painting and the upper words has long been dry, and the ink of the lower words is still trendy, so it is obvious that they were not made at the same time, and there are still many blank spaces after the two words that can be used to fill in the words.

Shopkeeper Luo bowed down and said: "Your Majesty's painting is in harmony with the movement and stillness, the movement sees its shape, and its spirit is hidden, and it seems to hide a deep meaning in the majesty, but it is something that the small people can't figure out." ”

"Oh, if you want Shopkeeper Luo to score, how much does Shopkeeper Luo think this painting should be rated?" the emperor looked at Shopkeeper Luo with a smile and said.

Shopkeeper Luo said: "The only person I have seen in the life of the little man is Mr. Fan Zhongli's transformation that can be compared with His Majesty. ”

The emperor smiled and said: "Mr. Fan Zhongli's paintings are said to be among the top three in the world, and it is difficult to find thousands of dollars on the market.

Shopkeeper Luo said: "Although the peony has a gorgeous and beautiful appearance, it is not as atmospheric as the white lotus in the blue sea and blue sky. ”

"Hahahaha...... Shopkeeper Luo replied wonderfully. The Emperor laughed.

Shopkeeper Luo said: "Each has its own eyes, the small people speak bluntly from the heart, and if there is something inappropriate, please don't be surprised by Your Majesty." ”

The emperor shook his head and waved his hand and said: "It's just gossip, where is there anything to see and not to see, so you and I have the same smell and smell, and Shopkeeper Luo is a graffiti work that prefers me?"

Shopkeeper Luo said: "Your Majesty's work, the small people 'worship' it." ”

The emperor said: "It's a good 'worship', it's rare that Shopkeeper Luo likes it, how about I give this painting to Shopkeeper Luo?"

Shopkeeper Luo knelt down and bowed: "Your Majesty's gift, the little people are flattered." ”

The emperor said: "It's just a painting, and the shopkeeper Luo is serious." The emperor didn't wait for the shopkeeper Luo to reply, and immediately called the little eunuch to come, put the painting away, and gave it to the shopkeeper Luo. The two of them gossiped for a while, the emperor yawned, and the shopkeeper Luo took his leave, and neither of them mentioned the matter of the previous discussion from beginning to end.