The long wind sent the autumn geese for thousands of miles, and the sword in white had not yet come out, and a killing autumn mood blew away the mist in front of the hall. The ninjas of the Far Eastern Country, which is hidden in the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info, are like swimming fish in a pond that has been drained, and they can be seen at a glance.

The black shadows revealed their bodies in vain, but they were suddenly shocked and obsessed by this killing intent.

At that moment, what they saw was the most colorful blood-colored cherry blossoms in their hometown.

The footsteps are non-stop, the sword light is non-stop, and the white-clothed figure is walking through such a rain of flowers, which is an extremely beautiful artistic conception. All the scenes of death you have ever seen are less beautiful than that moment.

It should be the most terrifying, but it has become the most beautiful.

Tricks, internal qi, artistic conception, why the artistic conception is the top, is precisely because it is unpredictable and unpredictable.

They only heard that the sound of the sword was as crisp as a wind chime hanging in the corner of the eaves, and when the long wind blew, the bell sound was fine, refreshing. However, after the sound of the sword entered his ears, he didn't feel anything anymore, and he was all stirred up by the sword light.

How swift the sword came out in white, all the people who hid or revealed it saw how fast that sword light was. It was as if the sun shone through for a moment, and then disappeared.

Where did the sword go?

It turned out to be in the hearts of the people.

Lu Qian's originally proud heart suddenly sank, and he listened to the strange tranquility in the courtyard outside the front hall, and he was a little flustered. Those ninjas were never the winners and losers of this game, but he felt that no matter whether he won or lost, he should not be unmoved, and it should not be so easy.

So he hid behind the front hall and peeked, trying to see what was happening.

After that, he regretted it.

Lu Qian's peeping eyes couldn't help but be afraid of the killing at that moment, he had heard his father talk about the maple leaves that were red in Shengjing City as soon as it entered late autumn, and he had also heard his mother talk about the cherry blossoms sprinkled like snow in the Far East, at this moment, he seemed to have seen them all.

The blood rain in the sky can't keep up with the figure in white, and the movement and stillness are as distinct.

The blood rain that Lu Qian saw was the red maple leaves that were damaged and withered, and the sword light interspersed with the blood rain was like cherry blossoms, which bloomed suddenly and disappeared with the wind.

When can killing someone be such a beautiful thing?

Lu Qian didn't understand, but he knew that he didn't need to understand, because someone would naturally break this beautiful scenery. No matter how beautiful it is, as soon as it is broken, all color is lost.

Bai Yi may not think so, he is just concentrating on carving his sword intent, and his entry is so fast, perhaps because he is just picking up what he once discarded. In the past, he was intoxicated by the beauty carved from death and corpses, and he couldn't extricate himself.

The same kind of sadness has nothing to do with the value of the concept. As long as they are the same people, they cannot escape this sorrow when they kill each other, which is an instinct that is buried deep in the blood.

But Bai Yi didn't perceive his sorrow at all, his eyes were simple, only black and white, and there was no other emotion except the purpose of this trip.

"You've entered the path of demons. "The wanderer who had a one-sided relationship finally appeared, and he didn't take advantage of the fact that those ninjas had exhausted the power of the white clothes, perhaps out of regret, or perhaps out of absolute confidence in himself.

Bai Yi glanced at him, and still replied simply: "I know." ”

Yes, he knows.

He knew that he still couldn't resist the temptation of beauty, that he still couldn't resist what he had learned from the Far East country in his memory, the path to extinction.

There is no martial art that is created casually, and there is no grudge that is not for a reason. Everything must have a reason, and the wrong path he took was like this, and so was the four-style sword intent he created, and it was also because he finally shattered his sword intent.

"The heart of man is silent, and it is not fake. If you think that there is nothing in this world that is worth remembering, it will make no difference even if you walk a thousand times. "The Wanderer has never been so serious, like a teaching, like a sigh for himself.

Bai Yi looked at him with some understanding.

He understood what the wanderer meant, even though his style of "killing the long wind" had only appeared once in front of this half-step god realm, it was completely seen through. Because this is the only sword he has flaws, and the only sword he is unwilling to change.

For the sake of the endless cherry blossoms, but also for his own past.

Sometimes, people will always stubbornly cling to some things from the past, even if they are useless, or even just remnants, they will grit their teeth and stubbornly refuse to let go.

"You're not Lu Qian's backhand?"

"No, I am. But I don't want to. ”

"Even if he's your son?"

"At the beginning, the Lu family forced me to sink into the sea because I was unwilling to marry the young lady of the Sun family and marry according to their wishes. Why should I obey someone else's dictate now, even if he's my son. ”

"Are you really happy?"

"In this world, if you can't live freely, it's just a cage that imprisons you. Since I have already broken off this barrier, why bother to close myself again. ”

"But I came to the Lu family to seek revenge, Lu Qian cheated me once, aren't you afraid that I will kill him?"

The tone of the white clothes is very relaxed, but it is precisely because of the relaxation that it will not be a deliberate joke. When he speaks of murder, he is a real murderer, and there is no doubt that there is no falsehood.

"You won't. Because you don't love that girl from the Luo family at all, you didn't come to avenge her at all. The seriousness on the swinger's face was like a mask that he casually discarded, but there was a playful look in his eyes. He confessed the ruthlessness of the white clothes, because he saw the details of the white clothes.

"Do you see that?" he asked softly, but the certainty in his tone had already answered his question. He understood that the man in front of him, who had shown a serious face to him for the only time, had already seen some of his own details.

"People like you, heaven and earth can't tolerate it, how can you be a character in this world?"

The swinger suddenly laughed, his laughter was hearty and relaxed, and he hugged the beauty hidden in the fog beside him, leaving only the back of the wandering corpse in white clothes.

"It's my son after all, don't kill him. ”

"I know. ”

Bai Yi's answer was the same as before, but it represented a completely different outcome.

Of course, Bai Yi would not kill Lu Qian, although he hated him very much, but he had to admit that he really couldn't beat that half-step God Realm swinger. He didn't want to drive this character crazy, and in the same way, the other party would not stop him from finding the Lu family to be angry.

But Bai Yi finally understood the origin of the name of this wanderer at this time, he really had never seen such a free and easy character, who could hand over his son to his enemy without worry, and he took the beauty to enjoy the flowers and scenery and have fun.

Really, swinger boy!(To be continued.) )