Bai Yun smiled and stared at Mei Niang's cheeks, he only felt strange, she could remain beautiful no matter what time she was, so natural and so seductive.

The flowers are put down softly, this flower is so delicate, so fresh and moving, but it can't attract the white clouds, how can the splendor and brilliance of this flower hide the beauty of Mei Niang!

The soft breeze gently blew her soft hair into chaos, and at this time, it was also the time when Bai Yun's heart was the most chaotic.

He couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and slowly walked away with his sword.

The sun is gradually moving westward, and the heat on the earth is not diminishing in the slightest.

She woke up and saw Qiu Yue, who stared into her eyes, full of indescribable envy, but also extremely painful.

Because she saw the white clouds in pain, and the white clouds were in pain, she would also be in pain.

Mei Niang stared at Qiu Yue's eyes, and her voice became extremely guilty, "You saw it?"

Qiu Yue just nodded lightly before saying, "I understand." ”

"What do you understand?"

"I understand that we are all women, and women all have a day when they are misunderstood by men, and this day will be there no matter which woman it is. Mei Niang was sad and said, "You should be nicer to my son-in-law." ”

"What's the matter, let me sleep with him?" Mei Niang smiled bitterly.

Qiu Yue sighed, staring at the sky, there was nothing in the sky, as if she had seen two clouds in her eyes, her expression was solemn, "I saw something that even you wouldn't believe." ”

"What's the matter?"

"I saw the white clouds putting flowers on you and wanted to possess you. ”

Mei Niang's breathing suddenly accelerated, and even her heartbeat became uncontrollable, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

But he didn't. ”

"Why?" Mei Niang's eyes flashed, she was not a fool, she understood that it was really an extremely painful thing for men to control their lust at that time, not only painful, but also extremely uncomfortable.

"Because he became angry, he became hated for himself. ”

"Why?" Mei Niang didn't understand.

"The reason is actually quite simple. Qiu Yue sighed.

"What is the reason?"

"He cares about you very much, he only has you in his heart, he doesn't want to hurt you, and you still don't understand his mind?"

"Is that hurt?" Mei Niang's gaze retracted from afar, becoming extremely depressed and lonely.

She had secretly thought about it in her heart, and when she thought about it, she was also secretly happy.

It's a mystical and exciting pleasure.

Qiu Yue was silent, and her gaze shrunk, but instead of a trace of depression and loneliness, she became sharp and shrewd.

She was staring at the flower, fresh, delicate and beautiful.

Mei Niang wanted to struggle to get up, but found that she couldn't move, and said in a trembling voice, "You ......." ”

"That's right. Qiu Yue smiled and said, "You shouldn't get up, this is what Childe meant, I should let you sleep well." ”

As she spoke, she put the flower on Mei Niang's body and put it very lightly.

Mei Niang's eyes were as heavy as iron, and everything in front of her had become very blurred,......。

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Ye Guyun quietly woke up from his sleep, this sleep was not very comfortable, but his spirit was very nourished.

The evening breeze carries a cold and murderous meaning, and the sunset is as brilliant as gold.

A few people walked slowly on the ancient road, a few swordsmen, freshly dressed and gorgeous, and the hand holding the sword was very steady, and it was not difficult to see that the study of the sword by these people was far more subtle than that of others.

Bai Xue Rourou hugged him, her eyes full of murderous aura.

She didn't hold a sword in her palm, the sword was in Ye Guyun's hand, Ye Guyun's hand, Ye Guyun's sword, finally close together.

The person slowly approached, and the murderous aura in her eyes became stronger, "You're still awake." ”

Ye Guyun nodded.

"I'm not going to let them hurt you. Bai Xue said very resolutely, "Even if I die, I don't want you to be hurt." ”

Ye Guyun smiled.

He struggled to his feet with a smile, and the injuries on his body didn't hold him back, not at all.

The hand holding the sword suddenly trembled, and the sword slowly shone in the setting sun.

"Your sword. Bai Xue looked at the sword in surprise.

Ye Guyun smiled coldly, "That's right, this is my sword, my sword only kills, nothing else." ”

"You're going to kill them?"

"Yes. Ye Guyun smiled very desolately, and said, "I want to kill now, and I will kill later." ”

He didn't let Bai Xue speak, and continued, "That person is the most feared and admired swordsman in my life. ”

"Who is he?"

Ye Guyun didn't want to speak anymore, his sword was already shaking, and the three swords and three people in front of him had already said their names.

"Huashan Song Jinting. ”

"The Old Man of the Western Regions Horizontal Sword. ”

"Shaolin outcast jackfruit. ”

The jackfruit stands farthest and has the highest murderous aura.

Although the old man of Hengjian stood closer, the hand holding the sword did not relax at all, just like the muscles on his face, there was no trace of expression in nervousness, as if he wanted to kill Ye Guyun immediately and leave.

Song Jinting is not far away, nor close, the hand holding the sword did not touch the hilt, stroking the wisp of black and not black, white and not white beard, touching it very carefully, from the action of touching his beard, it is not difficult to see that his swordsmanship is not bad, he may be like a lonely and lonely prodigal son, seeing the lover who has been admired in his heart for a long time, he controls himself with his life, thinking of a move to win, he wants to go crazy, he is not crazy, his courage and perseverance are far deeper than most swordsmen in the rivers and lakes.

Is he thinking about how to kill Ye Guyun now?

Ye Guyun was silent, the tip of the sword shook gently in the evening breeze, and when facing the enemy, there would be such a tremor.

Bai Xue stared at each of them, and her face turned pale, as white as paper.

She hadn't seen them, but she knew how powerful they were.

There was obviously no sword in her palm, but when she reached out and grabbed it, a hundred-year-old King Kong's good sword had arrived in her hand, and no one knew where the sword came from.

The remnant sun became even redder, not only the blood red of the earth, but also their cheeks.

No one spoke, there seemed to be nothing to say between them, they both knew what to do to each other, Ye Guyun understood very well, and they also understood.

The old man of the horizontal sword suddenly made a move, he was not a patient swordsman, perhaps his age did not allow him to wait too much.

The sword is unsheathed.

The sword light suddenly flashed out, and in a flash, "Take your life." ”

As he spoke, another sword had already come up, Bai Xue's sword, so the swords of the two of them were entangled together, and no one could stop it.

When the sword light twisted, the body of the old man with the horizontal sword had swept up, flying in all directions.

He didn't expect this young-looking girl to shoot her sword so quickly and so quickly.

The move is deadly, and each sword seems to want to kill the other, and of course there will be no room for the sword.

The old man of the horizontal sword couldn't stop it, because if he did, he would die, he couldn't, and neither could Bai Xue.

Ye Guyun didn't glance at them, he wasn't worried about Bai Xue.

Fallen leaves wither in the evening breeze, piece by piece, and become shattered, this is their swordsmanship!

The jackfruit suddenly opened her eyes and suddenly said, "Won't Mr. Huashan Song make a move?"

Song Jinting's hand suddenly left his beard, and suddenly touched the hilt of the sword, and when he touched the hilt, his pupils suddenly dilated, and his eyes suddenly became dim.

Blood suddenly appeared at the corners of his mouth, and the muscles on his cheeks throbbed violently.

And then suddenly it fell!

He's dead!

The sword light disappeared suddenly, and Ye Guyun stood alone, holding the sword alone.

The tip of the sword hung down slightly, and blood slipped from the blade.

A mysterious sword!

A weird sword!

A deadly sword!

This is Ye Guyun's sword!

Ye Guyun forced his eyes on jackfruit's hand, and suddenly said, "He's dead." ”

"I saw it. The jackfruit didn't look at it, but he did know.

The dead were not worthy of his attention, and they could not bring anything to the living, so his eyes did not look, his eyes only looked at Ye Guyun's hand, and Ye Guyun's sword.

The tip of the sword was still dripping blood, and the blood was not dripping.

"You're a monk?"

"Yes. ”

"Monks don't kill. ”

"Yes. ”

"This is what you Buddha said. ”

"Yes. ”

"You go back, I don't want to kill the monk. ”

"Why?" The Buddha beads in jackfruit's hand suddenly scattered and fell to the blood-red earth, his hand trembling slightly.

Ye Guyun was silent, suddenly leaned back to the sword, turned around and stared not far away.

The old man of Hengjian seemed to be unable to resist, after all, he was old, and his physical strength was far inferior to that of the young man.

He thought that he had understood her life in less than thirty moves, but he couldn't bear the terrible and ferocious sword of this girl.

"Do you pity me?" jackfruit gritted her teeth, her eyes were full of grief and pain, and there was no compassion and kindness that Buddhism should have, not at all.

Ye Guyun didn't look at him, and suddenly said, "You really want to know?"

Jackfruit gritted her teeth and nodded.

"Because you are a monk, you are pitiful. ”

"Because I'm a monk, it's as simple as that?" jackfruit didn't understand and didn't believe it.

Will the murderous swordsman Ye Guyun have pity? This is not just a joke, it can simply laugh others to death.

"Yes, the monk is pitiful. Ye Guyun still didn't look at him, and said, "Because monks can't drink alcohol, can't eat meat, and can't find women,......。 ”

He exhaled heavily and said, "Isn't it pitiful that you can't enjoy anything?"

Jackfruit gritted her teeth, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she seemed to be unable to say half a word.

Ye Guyun smiled, laughing coldly and cruelly.

Because he saw that between the sword light twisting, a wisp of blood flew out, and a person suddenly fell.

The blood of the old man with the horizontal sword, the body of the old man with the horizontal sword.

One arm suddenly parted from his body, and the murderous sword was still approaching him, and there was no intention of letting him go, so he swept away.

The sword of murder is also swept up!

The sword light flashed again, blood splattered, and one leg suddenly parted from the body.

Watching Bai Xue's sword kill, he inexplicably felt a smug and cruel pleasure in his heart, which seemed to be more enjoyable than killing himself.

It was the first time in his life that he felt this kind of pleasure.

Ye Guyun stood alone, not glancing at the jackfruit.

The glow has gradually dimmed, and the screams in the distance are still continuing, and she seems to have many problems with killing people that swordsmen should not have.

Kill slowly, kill piece by piece, kill very slowly, very slowly.

The person who is killed dies very painfully, and the person who kills is very exciting and satisfying.