"How do you want to die?"

Li Wenshuo vaguely heard these words, his consciousness was already a little blurred, but the sharp pain coming from his body was extremely clear, constantly reminding him.

Come to your senses.

Slowly raised his head, the field of vision was blood-red, blood flowed out of his mouth and nose, and his hair was scattered, looking like a beggar who had been beaten.

But the moment his waist stood upright, everyone present knew that he had to be killed.

This man will never be a beggar at any time, whether he has a sword in his hand or not, he is a swordsman and cannot be given the slightest chance.

Sheep tongue Chengji coughed again, with blood spots in his saliva, which he couldn't see at all in this dark night, but he could still feel the smell of blood in his mouth.

It's been a long time since he's been the Lord of this mountain, but that doesn't mean his strength is declining.

On the contrary, he practiced hard every day, and his strength was much more refined than at the beginning.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that for the first time in so many years, he fought with someone with all his might, and his opponent turned out to be just a Xianfeng realm, and even if he won, he would be disgraced.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh a little, his fists clenched, and he looked at Li Wenshuo not far in front of him, and there was already murderous aura in his eyes.

"It's over. ”

At this moment, a stumbling footstep came from their ears, accompanied by a heavy gasp, and everyone couldn't help but look over, and then frowned.

Li Wenshuo was familiar with the sound of panting.

Because that night, he listened to this wheezing, and did not sleep all night.

So he frowned and looked in the direction the voice came from.

Sure enough, I saw the thin figure.

Shuanglan looked at the dozens of people around him, but there was only a bloody shadow not far away in his eyes, although he was embarrassed, he still stood straight.

She laughed and whispered, "Great, you're not dead yet." ”

Then she saw the horror on Li Wenshuo's face, and heard Li Wenshuo's almost roaring voice.

"Let's go!"

She was a little confused.

Peng's muffled sound, this voice was familiar to her, it was the sound of feathers and arrows entering the flesh, and she often heard it when she was a child when she went hunting with Abba.

With another thud, the sheer force of the arrow knocked her thin body to the ground, and now she felt the great pain.

Li Wenshuo only felt that his mind was blank, and he didn't know where the strength came from, which drove him to rush in front of her.

Her broken right hand still lifted her, but in an instant, her hand was covered with sticky blood.

Shuanglan frowned slightly, looked up at Li Wenshuo's red eyes, coughed lightly, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and said, "Am I going to die?" ”

Li Wenshuo was stunned, he wanted to say no, but he did know that she was going to die.

He could feel her body getting cold rapidly, like a stone in this winter, and the feeling of life passing between his fingers sent chills down his spine.

Shuanglan was still laughing, stretched out her hand to touch Li Wenshuo's face, suddenly coughed violently, and said: "You seem to be very sad, you don't want to cry, we are just a cooperative relationship, and after the matter is completed, we will go our separate ways, who said this." ”

"Why don't you stay in the mountains?"

Li Wenshuo wanted to get angry and roared as hard as he could, but his voice was still hoarse, and he could feel that Shuanglan's consciousness was blurred.

"I don't know, hehe, I said that I wouldn't die, and I would go to Chang'an together in the future, but now it seems that I don't have any chance. I've defaulted, and you're not going to have to. ”

"You look like you're going to die. ”

Shuanglan's eyes revealed a sense of confusion and fear.

"I'm not going to die. ”

The corners of Shuanglan's mouth hooked, revealing a smile.

"That's good. ”

The sound is faint and almost inaudible.

But Li Wenshuo still heard it, and as the hand on Li Wenshuo's face fell to the ground, Li Wenshuo was also stunned.

At some point, the silver hook-like crescent moon in the sky disappeared, and the night sky was filled with dark clouds.

The heavy rain fell, and the sound of the rain sounded mysteriously, and the rain on the grassland was so heavy that it soaked everyone's clothes and washed away the blood on their hands in just a moment.

But he still felt that his hands were covered with blood, and it was so sticky that no matter how much rain it was, it couldn't be washed away.

Looking at Li Wenshuo, who was half-kneeling and facing away from him, the man in black had no expression on his face, without a trace of pity in his eyes, and bent his bow again.

He was originally a condor archer on the grassland, and now he is a master of the Xianfeng realm, and it is extremely rare to use a bow and arrow among the martial artists of the rivers and lakes, but it is in the rivers and lakes of Liyang, and it is very common in the grassland.

The feather arrow broke through the string, and a violent buzz sounded in the air, and the man in black was very confident, the power of this arrow would be broken even if it was a hard rock, not to mention a swordsman who was already seriously injured and his hands were broken.

The next moment, the feather arrow was nailed into the air behind Li Wenshuo, as if it had been shot into the mud, and it struggled forward for a short distance before stopping.

I can't get an inch.

A look of astonishment flashed across the man's face, and then the bow in his hand split in two, the cross-section smooth and flat, and the broken bowstring cut his fingers.

The man looked down in confusion, wondering what was going on.

Then his head fell to the ground.

Li Wenshuo gently put down Shuanglan, and in the stunned eyes of everyone, he slowly stood up, and slowly took off the feather arrow in the air with his trembling left hand.

With a slight grip, the feather arrow is broken in two.

If he had been so strong before, Shuanglan wouldn't have died, he thought like this, endless sorrow flashed in his heart, but his raised face was extremely cold.

After wandering the rivers and lakes for so long, he felt his weakness more than once, but he never felt so powerless.

All the sorrows in this world are caused by the lack of ability of the people involved.