Twilight.

The remnant sun hung low, the earth was as red as blood, and there was no wind.

A person, a sword, stood quietly at the end of the forest, quietly staring at the remnant sun.

The expression is indescribably lonely and lonely.

This loneliness seems to have become one with his body and soul, has become a part of his life, and this loneliness seems to have completely possessed him.

The leaves of the forest fell, and his gaze slowly shrank back, staring at the forest.

His eyes were tired and devoid of life.

At this time, seven people suddenly walked out of the forest, seven swords.

Seven famous men, seven famous swords.

Everyone in front of Ye Guyun is a famous swordsman in the rivers and lakes, a murderous swordsman.

The farthest away from him is Wudang Jing Zenzi, quiet as a virgin, thunderous, many rising stars in the rivers and lakes mentioned him and gave him a thumbs up, expressing their admiration and respect.

The person closest to him is also the youngest, and the coldest and most ruthless among the rising stars in the rivers and lakes, to enemies, friends, relatives, maybe the same, the same cold, the same ruthless.

If you want to be a great swordsman, you have to be ruthless, cold-blooded, and single-minded.

This sentence is not a famous saying, but it is the motto of Gaoxin.

Gao Xin held the hilt of the sword tightly and stared coldly at Ye Guyun, the lonely and lonely Ye Guyun.

"Ye Guyun?"

Ye Guyun nodded.

"You asked seven of us to compete in swords?"

Ye Guyun nodded.

"Are you sure you'll be alive?"

Ye Guyun nodded.

"Good. ”

Ye Guyun was silent.

Gao Xin's eyes were cold and sneering, staring coldly at Ye Guyun's sword, and staring coldly at Ye Guyun's eyes, and said coldly, "You are wrong." ”

"Oh?"

"And it's a big mistake. Gao Xin slowly drew his sword.

The sword light flickered, and the forest leaves fluttered more urgently.

Ye Guyun was silent, his eyes slowly staring at the cold and hard earth.

There was no wind, and the fallen leaves were undulating and magically rolling, as if ravaged by a mysterious and eerie force.

"You don't want to know what's wrong?"

Ye Guyun stared at Gao Xin, the tiredness in his eyes gradually disappeared, and the disgust gradually thickened, "Am I wrong?"

"Yes. Gao Xin stared at the cold sword blade, his gaze was also cold, but the coldest was his laughter, "You shouldn't come out." ”

"Why?"

"Because today is your big day, you should stay in the cave room at this time to accompany the world's first beauty, Mei Niang. ”

Ye Guyun was silent, his eyes had fallen on the faces of a few people behind, a few calm and cold faces.

Tu Ye also smiled, a blade-like light appeared in his smile, "He's not wrong. ”

Gao Xin was stunned, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "He's not wrong?"

"Yes. Tu Ye nodded in affirmation, and then explained, "Because Ye Guyun and Mei Niang's cave room have a couplet. ”

"What couplet?"

"The cave room spends candle night, when the sword is hidden. Tu Ye's cold eyes showed a look of approval.

There are not many people who can make the little devil Tu Ye praise the rivers and lakes without blinking, and Ye Guyun is one of them, maybe the only one.

Gao Xin nodded, "You seem to admire him?"

"Yes. Tu Ye explained, "Because now that Ye Guyun is dead, the first beauty in the world is by no means a widow, and I will never dislike it." ”

The expression of the double dart outside the plug is not very good-looking, the hand holding the sword is bulging like a poisonous snake with green tendons, the mouth is closed, and even the breath is through the nose.

They don't speak, it's not that they don't have anything to say, but they don't bother to say it, they never like to say unnecessary things, they know deeply that what they come to do is not what they should do, they will never do it, what they should not say, they will never say it.

The purpose of coming here this time was just to kill Ye Guyun, and he was also killed by Ye Guyun, whether he was killed by Ye Guyun or killed Ye Guyun, this was a kind of enjoyment, and other things were not worth their attention, and they were not worth it at all.

Although Liu Qing, the wind sword on the side, was looking at Ye Guyun, the hand holding the sword did not touch the hilt, as if he was not in a hurry to hold the sword, holding the sword was not in a hurry for him, and it seemed that he was not in a hurry to kill someone, whether he was killed or killed, he remained calm and stable.

Perhaps only by being calm can we see the opponent clearly, see ourselves clearly, see everything clearly, and only by seeing everything clearly can we find the weakness of the opponent, the opponent's dead end, and be invincible.

A person who wants to survive when he is desperate sometimes has to be careful and has to do things that he does not want to do and does not want to do.

Ye Guyun didn't move, he stood there alone, lonely and looked at each of them, and looked at each of them, and didn't take a look at the lustful Lang Junhua Tai Sui, he was afraid that he would want to vomit if he looked at it more.

Hua Tai Sui was staring at him, staring at everything in his body, and his eyes showed an indescribable obscene and obscene color.

He admired Ye Guyun, as if he usually admired the amorous, lonely, and helpless young girl, and he was indescribably proud and crazy.

Ye Guyun suddenly stared at the cold, hard earth in front of Hua Tai Sui, and said, "I didn't look for you to duel. ”

Hua Tai Sui smiled proudly, "But I'm here." ”

"What if you're here?"

"I'm coming, I'm going to kill you. Hua Taisui's eyes were even more obscene and obscene, and he continued, "As long as I kill you, the face on my face will be brighter." ”

What he said is not wrong, no matter who he kills, Ye Guyun, the swordsman among the swordsmen of this generation, has more or less a little face, it is an extremely honorable and extremely happy thing.

So Gao Xin on the side is unhappy, and when Gao Xin is unhappy, he usually likes to aim the tip of his sword at others.

Now aim the tip of the sword at Hua Tai Sui, "You want to kill Ye Guyun?"

Hua Tai Sui nodded and was silent, with a happy look on his face.

"You want to kill Ye Guyun, so ....... Gao Xin's eyes slowly stared at Hua Tai Sui, and said slowly, "That's why I'm going to kill you." ”

When the word "kill" was spoken, the sword suddenly struck.

His sword has always been faster than speaking, incredibly fast, unimaginably fast, this is a deadly sword, there have been seventy-three sword masters in the rivers and lakes who have died under this sword, becoming the soul of the soul under this sword, so there is almost no living mouth under the sword.

The sword light flashed, and the tip of the sword touched Hua Taisui's throat, and he suddenly froze, motionless.

The tip of the sword was not dripping blood, so he was still alive, his throat was twitching violently, the happy look on his face suddenly froze and froze to death, and the corners of his forehead slipped like cold sweat.

His hand clasped his belt tightly, and he didn't pull out the soft sword on his belt, because he wasn't fast enough, at least not as fast as Gao Xin.

For a swordsman, whether the sword in his hand is fast or not often determines whether he will die or not, and whether the death is ugly?

Gao Xin was not happy, because he could not kill this person.

At the same time that the tip of the sword pierced Hua Tai Sui's throat, he heard a lonely voice, with a lonely murderous aura in his voice.

"You ....... ”

Gao Xin's sword stopped, and the tip of the sword stopped on Hua Taisui's throat, listening to Ye Guyun finish the following words.

"You can't kill this man. ”

Gao Xin gritted his teeth, he was already angry, angry and afraid, "Why?"

He had to be afraid, because no matter who left his back to Ye Guyun, the swordsman among swordsmen, he should never be afraid, and he was no exception.

Ye Guyun stared at the scabbard, the sword was not unsheathed, and his hand did not move.

This is enough, enough to deter Gaoxin, so that Gaoxin cannot make a move.

As long as Gaoxin makes a move, he will regret it, so Gaoxin did not make a move, and he did not dare to make a move.

The tip of the sword was still leaning against Hua Tai Sui's throat, Hua Tai Sui seemed to have stopped breathing, he would collapse and collapse at any time, and then die.

"Because he's here to fight me, not you, you can't kill him. Ye Guyun added, "You can't even kill a single hair." ”

Gao Xin still gritted his teeth, the blood from the corner of his mouth had come out, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

His sword slowly retracted, very slowly, very slowly, very steady, very calm, if he wanted to live, this could not be less, when he retracted, his mind was already leaning towards Ye Guyun.

"Why?"

Gao Xin's fear had turned into surprise, and he couldn't figure it out.

"Because I'm going to kill him, you can't kill him. ”

Everyone was moved, thinking that this man was a madman, incorrigibly crazy.

Gao Xin suddenly stared at Ye Guyun, and the tip of his sword also faced Ye Guyun, "You want to kill me too?"

"Yes. Ye Guyun continued slowly, speaking very slowly and carefully, "Your lives are mine, and every single one of them is, so only my sword can kill." ”

When he said the word "sword", his eyes became hot and intense, as if he was a lonely and empty girl, facing the lover in her heart, she couldn't wait to release all the friendship in her body completely and unreservedly, to show her love and worship.

The green tendons in Gao Xin's forehead kept beating, "Why?"

Ye Guyun didn't speak, he was obviously not a person who liked to grind his teeth.

The sword is unsheathed.

The sword light flashed, and Ye Guyun's figure suddenly arrived in front of Jing Zenzi like a lonely cloud.

Drops of blood slipped from the tip of the sword.

Ye Guyun stared at Jing Zenzi, staring at the parting of this person's head and neck, and the blood suddenly rushed out of the skull seven feet away.

The cold and steady eyes revealed indescribable panic, fear, and disbelief, as if he was dead and did not believe that there would be such a fast sword and such a cold person in the world.

The heads of the other six men also burst out seven feet away, completely parting from their bodies, parting forever.

Suddenly the heavens and the earth became dead silent, dead and silent like a tomb.

Ye Guyun slowly stared at the tip of the sword, the blood on the tip of the sword was still dripping, dripping very slowly, as if he was not in a hurry to finish dripping.

He lowered his head and stared at the tip of the sword quietly, watching the blood slowly slide down from the tip of the sword, and the burning, passion, and pleasure on his face slowly disappeared, disappearing cleanly, becoming indescribably lonely and lonely.

Lonely and lonely on the earth, beside the bones.

The sun sank, twilight fell, and the earth became dim and dark as ink.

There is no wind, no stars and moon.

The blood on the tip of the sword had long since dripped and dried, and his eyes were still staring, and he did not leave for a moment, as if he was a lonely and lonely lover, staring at the lonely pillow in the night, enduring the emptiness and bitterness of the night.

He stared at the sword, because he quickly parted with the sword, and then became the husband of the first beauty in the world, he decided to dedicate all the strength and wisdom of his life to Mei Niang, to care and caress her, and he will also get Mei Niang's tenderness and love, and get everything from Mei Niang.