For the first time, the hundred and ten men in black felt that the perfect immortal-like boy in front of them was a hundred times more terrifying than the demons of hell.

"Brothers, if we let Xia Xuehan go today, we won't be able to survive in the future. Why don't we fight to the death, a hundred and ten heroes are ruthless, can he escape? For the lives of his wife, children, and parents, you brothers must not leave their hands behind!" I don't know who roared, and the man in black, who had been retreating, cheered up again. Yes, if Xia Xuehan is allowed to leave, and the world's military horses are mobilized in the coming day, where will their wives and children still have a place to stay!

With an angry roar, a hundred and ten people picked up their blades and rushed towards Xia Xuehan. "Hmph, good man, don't be afraid of tarnishing these two words!" Xia Xue laughed coldly, hugged Mu Yuhan with one hand, and pulled an ancient rattan three or four zhang long with the other, with a long roar, the rattan was pulled out, and three people were immediately pulled away, lying on the ground and vomiting blood.

"Xia is not a murderous person, if he is aggressive, he will inevitably leave dozens of corpses today!" Xia Xuehan dragged the rattan forward step by step, and his indifferent voice echoed in the mountains and forests.

The man in black did not stagnate at all, all kinds of hidden weapons flew over, swords and swords, and true qi was horizontal. The ancient vines rolled, thousands of leaves flew flowers, countless leaves mixed with the wind flew out, the west wind pierced, wailing, and more than a dozen black-clothed people curled up on the ground and groaned in pain.

Xia Xuehan took Mu Yuhan to break out of the encirclement, looking back at the hundred and ten masters behind him, his eyebrows were unruly, "I, Xia Xuehan, want to go, how many people in the world dare to stop it? At least, you group of beam-jumping clowns don't have that qualification!"

Suddenly, ten thousand arrows shot at the same time, and the dense arrow rain shot at Xia Xuehan, he unconsciously hugged Mu Yuhan a little tighter, crossed a flowing shadow, lightly touched the treetops, and soared five or six feet, and the arrow feathers were not even stained with his clothes.

The breeze was blowing, the smell of broccoli came from the forest in the early morning, and a man in black wearing a grimace mask stood quietly in the treetops at some point. As soon as his hand was raised, a bow and an arrow fell into his hand, and he moved, not only his hand, but also his eyes. Anyone who is glanced at by his eyes will be shocked by the peerless elegance.

Pulling the bow and arrows, the wind of ten thousand gangs flowed in front of him, the red sun was rising, and the light of the morning sun accompanied the arrows that were off the string, cutting through the east wind, as if hundreds of millions of iron horses were wailing.

The east wind is broken, and the iron rider is sad!

The arrow caught up with Xia Xuehan, and with a "whoosh!", it passed through Xia Xuehan's torso, leaving a finger-thick blood hole on his body.

"Poof!" Xia Xuehan spurted out a mouthful of blood, the coldness of the wound touched the nerves, the bright red liquid spread rapidly, the cold feeling began to burn, and then it was like a heart-to-heart tearing pain, watching more liquid disperse around, the feeling of weakness soaked the whole body, I didn't know what pain was, I just felt that half of my body was numb, and my tired eyelids slowly drooped......

"Cold-faced ghost, you don't want to die! give them something, I don't want it, I just want you to be good, do you hear?" Mu Yuhan's hysterical cry did not soothe Xia Xuehan's tired eyelids in the slightest, his pale face as pale as a piece of paper diffused a breath of death, his teeth tightened, and he forced a breath of true breath and disappeared from the sight of the man in black.

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"Look carefully! I missed a clue and asked you to lose your head!" a black-faced bearded man shouted at the black-clothed people around him, "It's not fast, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will whip you!"

"What do you see, what did you call to do here? Lao Tzu slashed you with a knife!" The bearded man scolded all the way, and his mouth never stopped.

This is at the foot of Yandang Mountain, two hours ago Xia Xuehan fell off the cliff, and now these people are being ordered to search around.

Mu Yuhan huddled behind a big stone in his arms, shivered, lowered his voice and whispered in the ear of Xia Xuehan, who was almost unconscious: "Cold-faced ghost, hold on, don't sleep, what should we do now?"

"Resign yourself to fate!" Xia Xuehan said softly, and at this moment his face no longer had the light breeze of the past.

"Woo ......" A low horn sounded, resounding between Lin Yu.

The bearded man's face changed, and he said in a deep voice: "There may be a change, the team leader is convened above, you search first, and I will go back!" Several ups and downs disappeared into Lin Hai, leaving only six people in black to search here.

"Chen Dabeard is showing off blindly all day long! I really take myself seriously when I mention him as a team leader!"

"Who says it's not, look at how angry our brother is with him after only a few days. It's okay after a long time, so it's strange if you don't and pee on our heads. ”

"Forget it, there is a distant relative on the family, so he dares to use a chicken feather as an arrow. Let's do our job!"

"I said, brothers, save it, I heard from one of my brothers in the main parish that the place where the man and woman had fallen was several miles from here. Think about it, the man was already seriously injured, and he was shot by our lord's arrow, it's not bad if he doesn't die, how can he have the kung fu to run so far. The man in black rolled his eyes, looked at a few people around him, lowered his voice, and said, "If you want me to say, the above is frightened by Xia Xuehan, and in a word, it's not us who are running errands! I think, maybe Xia Xuehan's body has been found under the cliff." Chen's beard is not here, we can pretend!"

"I think the third son has a point, anyway, Chen Dabeard is not here, we can deal with it casually, and with his face, it is also his credit to find something, Lao Tzu is not cheap for that son of a bitch!" Another man in black spat and said indignantly.

"Yes, that's it!" the six men in black looked around, completely distracted, without even moving a finger.

After a stick of incense, Chen Dabeard came back and glanced at the six men in black, "How is it?

"Returning to the team leader, everything is normal here, and nothing has been discovered!"

"I'll tell you, don't play any tricks on Lao Tzu, you will suffer if something happens to Lao Tzu. "Chen Dabeard will also take advantage of his tongue, and he will not do it himself to search in the end.

"Okay, since it's okay, let's leave! I don't know what I think, arrange me to be the leader of your waste team!" After speaking, he walked into the distance first, and the six men in black glanced at each other, their eyes full of deep disdain, and they also took steps to follow.

Mu Yuhan sat down on the ground in fright, cold sweat the size of a bean appeared on his forehead, patted his chest and gasped, and asked, "Cold-faced ghost, we are safe now!"

Seeing Xia Xuehan's appearance, my heart ached, in this sad and bright rainy season, hibiscus blossoms, in the ferry port in the south of the Yangtze River, an imperfect encounter actually connected the two people together, so that this fool was involved in this dispute of right and wrong.

Fool, my heart aches for you, you know?

After half an hour, after making sure that the group of black-clothed people had gone away, Xia Xuehan couldn't open his eyes weakly, and said in a gnat-like voice: "To the west, ten miles, there is a ship there to meet us!" After finishing with his last strength, he passed out.

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The wind is blowing again. Outside the swing, the fog lingers finely. The doves are cold, the swallow mud is fragrant, and the people are in the apricot blossom window. Twelve silver screen mountains leaning on all sides. Spring mash is sleepy, and the water is sinking together. But he said that at that time, Liu cried and resented, and the soul dream was handed over to you.

A boat is quietly driving on the river, sparkling, with lakes and mountains in the distance, mountains lined up, and beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River. A black-clothed young man sat cross-legged at the bow of the boat, blowing the flute according to the hole, whirling tactfully, the sound of the flute gradually sounded, just like the man blowing on the one hand, while slowly approaching, the flute sound was clear and beautiful, high and low, light and flickering, low to the extreme, after a few circles, and then low down, although extremely low and very thin, each syllable is still clearly audible. Gradually, there are occasional pearls and jade jumps in the bass, crisp and short, one after another, the complex sound gradually increases, first such as the splash of the spring, and then such as the group of flowers competing for beauty, the flowers are clustered, and there is a gap between the birds, he sings me and, gradually the birds leave, the spring flowers fall, but the sound of the rain is Xiao Xiao, a desolate and killing elephant, the drizzle is continuous, if there is nothing.

The black-clothed boy is eighteen or nineteen years old, rich as jade, handsome and extraordinary, and his bright face is a little more gentle and chic than Xia Xuehan.

He received the message from that person and rushed to the scene immediately, but it had been three whole days, and he had not woken up, if he hadn't been afraid that he would have made a mistake, he would have already gone to those so-called famous and decent families to fight to the end.

"Hmph, dare to move my brother!" The corners of Yang Xiao's mouth twitched slightly, but that person crawled out of the pile of dead people with himself, and the word brother was written in blood. Think about that time, for a map of the enemy country, two teenagers, in the face of thousands of troops, laughing proudly all the way, how happy!

Yang Xiao couldn't help but smile, she really missed those years!

"Brother Yang, ...... coldly He's awake!" A girl in purple ran out, her originally playful and lovely beautiful face was a little haggard, and two deep bags under her eyes interpreted her exhaustion.

As soon as the words fell, Yang Xiao had already disappeared from the bow deck.

This book originated from reading a book