The cold wind blew gently, and the air around was inexplicably cold.

"Whew"

The wind rises, and the peach blossoms fly all over the sky.

Baili Xingfeng walked up to Nighthawk: "Seniors, can you let them go?"

Nighthawk waved his hand, and looked at Baili Xingfeng with gloomy eyes: "Young man, you should be firm in your position, we are the people all the way, they are here to kill us, we don't kill him, they will kill us, you think clearly!"

The Gongyi brothers and the Benshui brothers shook violently all over their bodies, and a puff of steel needles and nails shot out of them, and the people outside who wanted to seize the Yinlong treasure box fell one after another.

The whistles of the five Ouyang siblings became more and more urgent, and countless poisonous insects poured into the battlefield.

Murong Xian'er also raised her pair of colorful hands, if she was allowed to slap it out with one palm, the eighty-four people sent by the Seven Great Gates might be half dead at once.

Baili Xingfeng blocked in front of Murong Xian'er: "You let them go, they are my friends!"

"Get out of the way!" Murong Xian'er stared coldly at Baili Xingfeng: "They are your friends! Not my friends! I only know that they are my enemies!"

"Murong Xian'er, you let them go, count me as begging you"

Suddenly, Murong Xian'er's face changed greatly, and then she pushed away the hundred miles of Xingfeng, pushing very hard.

Baili Xingfeng was pushed to the side and stumbled, almost falling down.

But Baili Xingfeng's face also changed instantly, becoming sluggish, as if he had been struck by lightning.

I saw a shiny sword piercing into Murong Xian'er's lower abdomen, red blood was surging out of Murong Xian'er's lower abdomen, Murong Xian'er grabbed the blade of the sword with both hands, her hands had been cut by the sword, the blood flowed, her face was very pale, there was no trace of blood, and her beautiful cheeks were slightly distorted because of pain.

In front of Murong Xian'er, Xing Tong held the sword with a hideous face, and stabbed Murong Xian'er's lower abdomen with all his might.

Baili Xingfeng was stunned, he didn't understand, Xingtong was his friend, and he was also the person he just wanted to maintain, Murong Xian'er was just a person who cooperated with Baili Xingfeng, not even a friend, and he was still having a fight with Baili Xingfeng this morning.

However, just now, Xingtong, who is a friend, is stabbing behind his back and wants to kill himself.

Murong Xian'er, who was not even a friend, pushed herself away and took a sword for herself.

What kind of world is this?

What is a friend?

Xing Tong glared at Murong Xian'er with a hideous face, and with a force, the sword pierced into another point, and Murong Xian'er let out a painful snort from her mouth.

Baili Xingfeng couldn't help it, his eyes were already scarlet, Ju Que was already in his hand, his figure flashed, and he had already arrived beside Murong Xian'er, Ju Que swung out and slashed at Xing Tong's sword.

With a flash of sword light, Xingtong's pupils instantly dilated, and the sword of Baili Xingfeng split Xingtong's entire chest, and his internal organs flowed to the ground, exuding a disgusting smell of blood.

Baili Xingfeng was furious, his body trembled violently because of anger, his eyes were red as blood, and he waved the giant que again.

"A sword of the spirit rhino!"

This is the most powerful sword that the hundred miles of wind can send out at the moment, a condensed and brilliant sword light, with a cold and roaring murderous aura, sweeping towards the people of the Seven Great Sects.

Time seemed to stand still, the sword flashed by, everyone was slightly stunned, and then their pupils instantly dilated, and their eyeballs were all bloodshot, as if they were directly shocked to death by the powerful internal strength.

Almost 60 people were killed by a single sword, what kind of swordsmanship is this? How can it be so powerful?

Brother Gong, Brother Benshui, Brother Ouyang were stunned instantly, even Nighthawk and Ghost Sorrow looked at the wind in shock, obviously, this sword brought them too much shock, Nighthawk and Ghost Sorrow also thought that they might not be able to dodge that sword!

Murong Xian'er sat on the ground, her body trembling slightly, her face was already pale without a trace of blood, and the blood stained her long white dress.

Baili Xingfeng fed her a Hundred Flowers Jade Dew Pill, then picked her up and asked Nighthawk: "Where are we going, Murong Xian'er is very injured, and we can't wait too long!"

Nighthawk glanced at Murong Xian'er lightly, and said to Baili Xingfeng: "If you want a treasure, throw her, if you want her, then we will disperse, you know, it is impossible to bring a burden in the team, that will kill everyone." ”

Baili Xingfeng's eyes were instantly cold: "Since everyone is cooperating, we should be sincere, don't you think it's too much for you to abandon your partners like this?"

Nighthawk shook his head: "In short, Murong Xian'er has been seriously injured, and there is no room for him in the team, because I can't drag down our entire team because of her alone." ”

Baili Xingfeng's eyes were cold, as cold as ice, he wanted to draw his sword and slash at the Nighthawk, but he held back: "Where are you going?"

Nighthawk said: "Tianxiang Building!"

"I'll go find you as soon as possible!" After speaking, Baili Xingfeng hugged Murong Xian'er and flashed into the depths of darkness.

"Let's go!" Nighthawk, Oni Mi and the others also ran into the distance.

It's late at night, it's dark, and I don't know where to go.

It happened that there was an old house next to it, and it seemed that no one lived in it, and Baili Xingfeng hugged Murong Xian'er and jumped in from the wall.

It was dark in the house, and nothing could be seen.

"I have a fire fold in my baggage!" Murong Xian'er said weakly.

Baili Xingfeng opened the baggage, and the baggage was full of some chest wraps, belly pockets, etc., and it took a long time for Baili Xingfeng to find the fire fold.

Lighting a fire, Baili Xingfeng looked at Murong Xian'er's pale face with a complicated expression.

Baili Xingfeng lay Murong Xian'er flat: "What should I do?"

"Will it heal?"

"Yes, but I haven't healed a woman!"

"Men and women have similar body structures, you tear my clothes first!"

"Tearing clothes?"

"If you don't want me to bleed to death, hurry up!"

"Hey" Murong Xian'er's ** was presented in front of Baili Xingfeng for the second time.

"There are gold creation drugs in the baggage, as well as needles and threads!"

"And then?"

"Help me pull out my sword!"

As soon as Baili Xingfeng's fingers touched the hilt of the sword, Murong Xian'er let out a painful groan, a long pain is better than a short pain, Baili Xingfeng gritted his teeth and suddenly pulled out the sword in Murong Xian'er's lower abdomen.

It seemed to be in pain, and Murong Xian'er's body kept trembling.

The blood was still flowing, and Baili Xingfeng hurriedly covered the wound.

"Hurry up and get stitches!"

"I won't!"

"You!" Murong Xian'er struggled to sit up, but the wound bled as soon as she moved.

Baili Xingfeng hurriedly helped her lie down: "I'll try! Don't be surprised if you don't sew well!"

"Hurry up! Don't talk so much! I don't have much blood!

This is the first time that Baili Xingfeng has treated a woman's sword wounds, and when the needle passes through the flesh and then pulls the thread, the cold sweat on Murong Xian'er's forehead instantly overflows, and her face is instantly distorted.

Looking at Murong Xian'er's painful expression, Baili Xingfeng didn't dare to get a second stitch.

"Do you have any fond memories?" asked Baili Xingfeng.

Murong Xian'er's eyes were closed, she gritted her teeth, and did not speak.

"Or rather, what a happy experience!"

"Before the age of fourteen, all my life was good, and before the age of fourteen, all my experiences were happy!"

"Then do you remember the Mid-Autumn Festival when you were ten years old?"

"Remember, that night, a family of 17 people sat together to eat, a table full of dishes, grandma made the braised yellow croaker is very delicious, the yellow croaker is grandma specially called someone to fish up from the Wei River, very fresh, grandma said, if you want to cook the yellow croaker, the most important thing is to remember the amount of ingredients, one or two ginger, two green onions, three taels of Fen wine in the stomach, the braised yellow croaker that comes out of this way tastes very delicious. ”

"Is it??Will you burn it?Burn one for me to eat one day!" Seeing that Murong Xian'er's face softened, Baili Xingfeng continued to sew needles while chatting.

"Yes, but my cooking is not as delicious as my grandmother's!"

"What does your mother cook?"

"My mother is good at Qiankun roast goose, white chopped chicken, squirrel osmanthus fish, lion head, all of which are delicious, and my mother is still very beautiful!"

"Really?"

"Well, my mother is the most beautiful beauty in the area!"

"Did you do anything bad when you were a kid?"

"Stealing Grandpa Chen's red dates next door to eat, at that time, I went with a group of partners every day, and when Grandpa Chen was not paying attention, we grabbed a handful and ran. ”

"Wow, you were so naughty when you were a kid!"

"Actually, it's just fun, having fun, I was a good boy when I was a child, and many people praised me for being well-behaved!"

"A good boy still steals red dates to eat?"

"I told you to have fun, and I was happy!"

"I heard that girls have a godbrother when they are young, and if they are wronged, they can find him if they are bullied"

"No, I didn't have a godbrother!" Murong Xian'er suddenly opened her eyes and roared angrily, her eyes were very sharp, and there was endless anger and surging murderous aura in the depths of her eyes!

Baili Xingfeng was taken aback by Murong Xian'er's sudden change.

"Shhh

"It's okay to be angry! You bear with it!

When the last stitch was finished, Murong Xian'er breathed a sigh of relief, and Baili Xingfeng also breathed a sigh of relief.

sprinkled with gold medicine, bandaged the wound, and sat down on the ground with a relieved ass.

"Why did you block that sword for me?" asked Baili Xingfeng.

Murong Xian'er shook her head: "I don't know, maybe I will live to hell, to be honest, I regretted it after blocking that sword, and I still regret it now!"

Baili Xingfeng shook his head and smiled: "It doesn't matter if you live a ghost, or if you regret it, thank you in short!"

Murong Xian'er shook her head: "Don't think that I really want to block that sword, I didn't know what I was doing at the time! That friend of yours is ruthless enough, I like him very much, but it's a pity that he died too early!"

Speaking of Xingtong, a wave of anger welled up in Baili Xingfeng's eyes.

Murong Xian'er smiled coldly: "Baili Shaoxia, this is your so-called friend, do you still believe that there is friendship in the world?"

The wind was silent.

Murong Xian'er shook her head lightly and smiled sadly: "You have only been betrayed by love and friendship now, it's not bad, I was only fourteen years old at the time, and I don't know how I insisted on surviving!"

"Six years ago?"

"Don't ask!" Murong Xian'er suddenly became angry again.

"If there is anything you can't hold back, staying in the bottom of your heart will only make it more painful, you have to find someone you trust and say what is on your mind, so that you won't be too tired to live!"

Murong Xian'er shook her head and chuckled: "You were also abandoned by women, you were also betrayed by your friends, you couldn't handle your own emotional problems well, and you still came to teach me, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Baili Xingfeng thought of Beitang Feixue again, his heart began to hurt again, he wanted to drink, but there was no wine here.

"I'll go find some water to wash your body. ”

After Baili Xingfeng went out, Murong Xian'er looked confused: "How can I help him block the sword?"

Soon, Baili Xingfeng found water.

"You wash slowly, I'll go out first!"

"You help me wash it! What are you afraid of! Anyway, there are so many men who have seen me, and there are so many men who have played with me, not to be worse than you!"

Baili Xingfeng suddenly turned his head and stared at Murong Xian'er coldly: "I really can't understand, why do you have to practice yourself like this?"

"Because I like it!" Murong Xian'er said with a smile.

Baili Xingfeng looked at Murong Xian'er quietly, and said slowly: "A sword, even if there is a small gap, it is still a sword, it still has the value of its existence, even if a piece of clothing is broken a little, it is still a piece of clothing, and there are still people to wear it."

"Hahahaha!sword?clothes?" Murong Xian'er shook her head and laughed: "The sword can be repaired if it is missing, and the clothes can be repaired if it is broken, if a woman's chastity is destroyed, can it be repaired?

Baili Xingfeng was silent, perhaps, the injury suffered by Murong Xian'er was really unimaginable.