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Light rain falls in the mountains.

There were passers in the rain.

The seven-day limit is now the last day.

The falcon rode his horse without saying a word, only to see the vast sea of clouds, and the lilac smoke rising from the mountain temple, like a fairy.

He liked all kinds of scenery and looked at it again and again.

Wusu was buried in his chest.

Her white jade-like skin rubbed against her chest, and she didn't know whether it was admiration or admiration in her eyes. But there are a pair of starry eyes, except for the falcon, there is no one else.

The deeper you bury, the more reassuring you are.

Although Falcon is thin, his muscles are very solid, and Wusu feels that this is a great enjoyment, and he refuses to move away.

Wusu said: "Are you sure to beat him?"

Falcon shook his head without saying a word, and said, "I can only beat him that night, he was thirteen years ago." ”

It is difficult to understand without vegetarian.

Falcon said without saying a word: "People are always improving, and in the past thirteen days, I have killed fourteen masters, and my swordsmanship has improved by leaps and bounds. But the black-clad assassins are also constantly killing people and making progress. ”

Swords never need to be practiced.

They are weapons, and the purpose of weapons is to kill.

The moves are all imaginary, and life and death always depend on two things:

Reaction & Strength.

Hayabusa has realized this truth, except for killing, he can no longer use a sword.

Wusu's eyes walked a few times.

The falcon stroked her head as if it were a sleeping bird.

Falcon said without saying a word, "You should go back to the Medicine King Valley, at least they can heal." ”

Wusu buried her head tighter, and she pressed it against Hayabusa's chest, scattering her beautiful black hair. There are a pair of clear eyes like clear water in the hair, full of attachment and reluctance. Maybe she's not the kind of person who is lustful, but she's so weak that people can be pitied.

Hayabusa said without saying anything: "I'm not a righteous gentleman, maybe I'll rape you one day." ”

Wu Su's face flushed, and he suddenly bit his lip tightly, and said, "If you only dare to say it, you are a bastard!"

Today's decisive battle, Hayabusa is destined to be late.

But the crow arrived early in the morning.

The rain in the morning had dried out, and the night sky was clear and bright.

He sat on the city wall, and when he looked up, he could see the full moon.

Full Moon, the month of consummation.

It's rounder than the steamed bun back then.

On the bright moonlit night of August 15, Liu Ruofei's sword was like a knife. I didn't expect that this day of universal reunion was destined to leave someone!

On the shores of West Lake.

Next to the Nine Mile Dam.

The long-abandoned embankment, nine miles long, got the name 'Nine Mile Dam'.

Few people in Hangzhou set foot here, because every autumn, it is unusually cold here, and there are rumors of water ghosts coming ashore to eat people.

There shouldn't be anyone here.

Unless it's a dead person.

The willow forest flies and leaves, and there are also the ruins left by the previous dynasty.

The city wall has been abandoned for a hundred years, and it is still so lively.

Because not only the dead crows, but also a large group of spectators came.

Places where there are people are always lively.

They had been waiting all day, from morning to noon, when the sun had set and looked forward to the moon.

However, the "Remnant Swordsman" did not appear.

Only the pitch-black figure sat on the city wall, motionless as a mountain.

The wind by the lake wet the lanterns and reflected a tough face in the crowd.

This person is the senior brother of "Xuanlongmen", named Long Xiaotian.

Yes, his surname is Long, and he is also the only son of the master of the door.

He had already gritted his teeth tightly, and he couldn't wait for the "Remnant Swordsman" to show up and shatter him into thousands of pieces!

Although Falcon Buyan helped the Tianshu Dart Bureau, he was too faceless, and stabbed five disciples with a single move, which made Xuanlongmen ashamed.

Although the master of the door has instructed:

To find out the facts, don't do it indiscriminately.

But since Long Xiaotian is here, he plans to show his skills. He felt that his surname was "Dragon" and that he was born with the word "Heaven" and that he should be a peerless genius admired by all people! He should have practiced some ancient method at the age of one, and when he turned his head upside down, he found that he was the descendant of such and such a powerful person, and every woman could not resist his slight smile, and every man would be defeated by his domineering and willing to surrender to him.

Long Xiaotian stopped laughing and found a tall old man beside him.

The old man rubbed two stone balls, his palms were wide and thick, the meridians seemed to bulge like hills, and his fingers were no longer human, thick and short, but they became slender on the upper knuckles, and exercised extraordinary finger power!

Long Xiaotian said: "This old-timer, you are ......"

The old man did not speak.

He never liked to talk nonsense.

Long Xiaotian sneered: "Hmph, it turned out to be a dumb person. ”

The old man's hand was faster than lightning! Instantly grabbed Long Xiaotian's tongue, and with a little force, he could uproot the tongue, and Long Xiaotian would lose too much blood and die!

Only then did Long Xiaotian realize who the old man was! He was the head of the "Horizontal Fist" -- the mute Chen.

"Dumb" is just a joke, he is not dumb, but cherishes words like gold.

The dumb Chen said: "Get out!"

The mute Chen rubbed his hand on Long Xiaotian's shirt to wipe off the foam stains, staring at the top of the city wall with all his heart.

Long Xiaotian spat a few mouthfuls of spit, "Phew, if it weren't for my father's face, you would have been a corpse a long time ago." ”

It's too late, and the time has not yet come.

He's coming.

With a rudimentary sword.

Throw away a jug of wine.

Everyone's hearts are in their throats!

Because they gamble money, a lot of money.

The "Remnant Swordsman" has five hundred and one taels on his head.

Two people in total took him.

One bet five hundred taels, one man bet one tael.

Even if "The Broken Swordsman" wins this duel, he will still lose after all.

It would be unwise to offend Hengquan.

It is even more unwise to offend Xuan Longmen.

If he offends the two major sects at the same time, he is a madman, and he will not be able to complete this duel.

So these people are more optimistic about another master.

There were five thousand seven hundred taels on the head of the dead crow.

The falcon flew up the city wall without saying a word.

The Great Moon is complete,

The falcon came without saying a word.

His body was gilded with a silvery white light, and even his eyes sparkled like the moon.

The dead crow said, "You're late. ”

Hayabusa didn't say anything, "No." ”

The dead crow said: "In a short time, it will be the son, even tomorrow." ”

"But the moon is still perfect, it's still August 15." ”

The crow said, "Is such a short time enough for you?"

Hayabusa didn't say anything, "That's enough." ”

The falcon drew his sword without saying a word, and the sword shimmered with silver light, looking lonely and cold.

The sword is the man!

With such a cold and tenacious sword, how could he be an ordinary person?

The Raven got up, his face pale and still dark.

Just like his man, his knife! He has always been a tool man, with no color in the past and in the future.

This blackness, no ray of light can penetrate it.

When the dead crow draws its sword, it strikes with the knife drawn.

"One knife trick" is Dongying's stunt,

Pay attention to being one step ahead of others, and kill with one sword!

Now, his hand is crossed to the hilt.

The knife was stained red with blood, and the dead crow seemed to be able to imagine the knife slicing through Falco's silent body, and the blood fell like a peach blossom.

The cold wind blew the hair of the two of them apart,

The clouds also moved by the wind.

The moon is dark!

In this dark moment, the sword roared!