The opportunity to escape was delayed, but He Feiqing was waited.

Jian Ming looked at He Feiqing, and his whole heart couldn't help but hover.

The two have chased and fought against each other, just by virtue of He Fei's affection, if he can arrive first, he is almost about to arrest himself, and it can be seen that this person is not simple, and now this person is even at the most night, coming to guard the city gate, which is really shielding the last ray of life of the sword.

Jian Ming's footsteps never moved.

The dawn is getting farther and farther away from him, and the gate of the city is getting farther and farther away from him.

The sword has lasted so long, but now it finally can't hold on.

There was only darkness left in Jian Ming's eyes, not the darkness of the sky, but the darkness of despair.

Because of the cold, the stomach that was just uneaten began to scream constantly.

Jian Ming half-lowered his head, and suddenly a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but two lines of hot tears slowly dotted his cheeks.

There was no resentment or despair on that face, just a smile, a blank smile.

Then Jian Ming slowly stood up.

Originally, he had been hiding in the corner and snooping, but now he had to come out generously.

A dignified seven-foot man, even if he dies, he can't die from the cold.

Jian Ming always had a knife by his side, even if he fell into the black water ditch, he didn't abandon this knife, even if he hid naked in the straw pile, he didn't drop this knife.

This knife was originally just to hide the fact that it was used with a sword, but now this sword has to fight with the sword.

rushed out like this, not to get away at all, but to fight hard.

I want to exchange it for one or two more lives before I die.

Jian Ming slowly bent down and bowed his feet in a place that others could not see, and his whole person was almost like a cheetah.

Of course, in this icy sky, the sword does not have the speed of a cheetah, but it can still be brave and unstoppable.

The sword will rush to the center of those people, and cut them down on their chests and foreheads like wheat harvests.

Jian Ming meditated in his heart, and he was also ruthless in his heart.

With the consciousness of death!

He Feiqing couldn't help but wrinkle his eyes.

If a person is physically handicapped in some ways, he or she is compensated in others.

Just as a blind person's sense of hearing and smell is always better than that of a normal person, the mute's ability to express itself is not good, and his ability to perceive is strengthened.

He Feiqing suddenly felt bad.

He Feiqing slowly got up and looked into the darkness that he couldn't see.

Of course, He Feiqing would not have known that Jian Ming was in that place beforehand. He Feiqing only felt death in that darkness.

Now although He Feiqing's two hands are still behind his back, he has already grasped the long gong behind his waist.

The long mace is called the Splitting Heaven, just smelting and polishing, it took two years, it is extremely hard, and everything can be punched out of a gap just by pouring violent force.

No matter what came out of the darkness, He Feiqing was ready.

If it's a person, then the Sky Breaker will break the person's head.

If it's a ghost, the Sky Splitter doesn't mind beating this ghost to pieces.

Is it a human or a ghost?

He Feiqing could only murmur in his heart.

But whether it was a human or a ghost, He Feiqing didn't wait.

The darkness was no longer dark, for the light of dawn had slowly risen from the horizon.

The dawn of winter is still gentle.

At the gate of the city, only He Feiqing was left, and the rest were not there.