The crunch sound of "boom" is the sound of the bowstring stirring from the full moon. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sound of the bowstring buzzing and echoing was still there, and with a "boom", a white arrow feather broke through the air. Huang Yan, who was holding the bow and arrows, casually discarded the hundred-stone bow in his hand, and looked at the speeding arrows towards Ling Feiyun with hatred, and a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which flashed away.

When it was too late, I saw that among the army on the right side of Huang Yan's department, the crying young soldier on the second warship had already flown out, this method was extremely fast and light, but it was just in front of the arrow that shot towards Ling Feiyun. The arrow was so violently castrated that it pierced through the thick armor, pierced through the chest, and the arrow feathers fell deep into the chest of the young soldier, what a featherless arrow!

Hundreds of thousands of pairs of dark eyes were frozen for some reason, and the young soldier's body still hung in the air, as if time had frozen in this moment. The will was in a trance, and he was gradually lost, and finally the young soldier closed a pair of eyes full of tears, dark eyes, and bright teardrops, which would never roll down and flow out.

The body that was originally suspended in the air with the support of a trace of inertia and belief finally slowly fell with the will of trance. The bronze helmet on the young soldier's head also fell suddenly, and three thousand green silks scattered out with a "whoosh".

"Ah!" the exclamation erupted, and for a moment the previous noise was repeated. The soldiers who had been silent around them found a noisy conversation again.

"Where's the woman in the barracks?"

"Isn't it strange that a man has a dead bun tied up with a crown knot, and it is difficult to untie it without cutting his hair?"

Zhou Ming, who was originally hovering on the edge of life and death, had already taken the opportunity to roll and jump far away after such an accident, and he no longer wanted to feel the black fear of death, and he no longer wanted to get close to this terrifying and murderous man, perhaps, since then, for the rest of his life, Zhou Ming really planted a demon in his heart, and Ling Feiyun's killing qi has penetrated into Zhou Ming's bones, and his immortality is indelible.

Ling Feiyun was stunned for a moment, and quickly understood what had happened. With the sword in his right hand, he rushed forward, just catching the soldier who fell in mid-air, and his heart was moved, this unknown soldier gave up his life to block the arrows, and he was afraid that the great favor would be difficult to repay; another sense of foreboding also arose in his heart, how could Ling Feiyun, who was as wise as a man, not know how could this female soldier with scattered green silk be mixed in the ranks for no reason, and how could she be so willing to forget about death.

When Ling Feiyun caught the soldier steadily, hugged his chest horizontally, and looked at it, the previous ominous premonition became a reality in an instant. It's none other than the jade that Ling Feiyun has in mind, the jade who once swore an oath to the mountains and seas but said that he would not see it in this life before the sea withered and rotted, and it was the world that could never be separated.

The Seven-Star Xuanwu Sword in his hand slid down and lay quietly beside Ling Feiyun, Ling Feiyun held the jade in his arms tightly with both hands, but the jade in his arms lay quietly in Ling Feiyun's arms, his eyes closed tightly, and he didn't pay attention to it as if he was coquettish, no matter how Ling Feiyun shouted hoarsely. It seems that he is indeed dead, and he has gone to another world forever, without saying a word, even a word.

Even if it was a word, or a second look, Ling Feiyun looked at this quiet face, and prayed extravagantly, praying that his beloved Yu'er would take another look at the blue lake, and then say that it was good to cherish it. However, all this is just an extravagant hope, because she is indeed dead, living for her beloved.

"Yu'er! Yu'er, you wake up and look at me again, I will take you to Dianchi Lake to pick lotus, I will take you Luoyang to pick peony flowers, I will take you to Tianshan Kunlun to see the snow, I still want to ...... I still want you to come back to life, you can see me and talk to me!" Ling Feiyun could no longer suppress the sorrow in his heart, and raised his head and shouted hoarsely, until the shout broke his throat and his voice pierced the sky, and he still couldn't stop the boundless sadness and despair in his heart from spreading.

Zhou Ming, who had already jumped away from afar, suddenly woke up at this moment that the soldier who was hit by the arrow turned out to be a person who was still worried about him to death, and shouted "Yu'er" to run over, but Ling Feiyun, whose eyes were blood-red from the heart, shouted: "Get out!" Zhou Ming no longer moved, but just stared from afar, because Zhou Ming really didn't want to go back to the evil god and feel the fear of death again.

Huang Yan, who was standing under the handsome flag, couldn't hold it anymore, and a few swept over, already running to his dying sister who was shot by his bow and arrow on the deck. At a distance of three feet, Ling Feiyun also shouted loudly: "Stop!" The majestic internal strength prompted this loud shout, and the huge sound shook Huang Yan, who was in a hurry, Huang Yan stopped three feet away and asked: "Ling Feiyun, this is my own sister of Huang Yan, let me see her injuries, I want to save her!"

"Do you still think she is your own sister-in-law? Why did you force her to marry Zhou Ming? If it weren't for the despicable means you used to hurt people today, Yu'er would not have been so desperate, would you still be considered to be a brother?" Ling Feiyun asked, Huang Yan was speechless, and he was even more embarrassed for a while.

"If it weren't for the fact that you are Yu'er's eldest brother, you would never be able to stand three feet away at this moment, but if you take a step closer, kill!" Ling Feiyun was so murderous that he was shocked for a moment so that Huang Yan took half a step back, not daring to move forward the slightest.

Ling Feiyun slowly hugged the quiet lovely child in his arms, closed his eyes in despair, and took a sip of the sea breeze full of fishy smell, there was a strong smell of seafood, and more of a strong smell of blood. Slowly opened his eyes, and with a little force on one foot, the seven-star Xuanwu sword on the ground flew under stress, flying towards the Tsing Yi sword officer who had been lying not far away, collected the sword into the sheath, and suddenly, it had already infiltrated the guards.

Ling Feiyun hugged the topaz in his arms, turned to the north, and slowly walked away, no longer looking back at his back, as if the matter behind him was none of his business. He has decided to fulfill the promise of the year, to take his beloved to Kunming Lake, to Luoyang to pick peonies, and to go to Kunlun in the Tianshan Mountains to see the snow.

Looking at Ling Feiyun, who was slowly leaving, taking away despair and sadness, as well as taking away the topaz who he loved deeply but had died, Zhou Ming could no longer care about the fear in his heart, gave Huang Yan, who had been standing not far away, a look, and clenched the purple gold broadsword in his hand again.

Almost at the same moment, Zhou Ming and Huang Yan burst into flames, slashing down in the air with blades in hand. Neither of them wanted Ling Feiyun to take away Topaz so easily, Zhou Ming didn't want Ling Feiyun to take away this beloved root, nor did he want Ling Feiyun to take away the hatred of the past for many years, but Huang Yan didn't want Ling Feiyun to take away his only sister, even if it was just a corpse, he didn't want Ling Feiyun to easily take away today's victory that severely damaged the morale of Beijun.