Lin Yu saw that Zhou Xing was seriously injured, and the whole person was like a lion who had gone crazy in an instant, the breeze sword in his hand made a dragon roar, and the fierce sword aura swept in front of the black-clothed killer led by him like a lightning bolt that pierced the night, forcing him to retreat again and again.

The black-clothed killer holding the red tassel spear wanted to block Lin Yu's way, but as soon as the red tassel spear in his hand was raised, his entire arm was cut off by Lin Yu's Qingfeng Sword, and suddenly a scream that was three points worse than killing a pig sounded.

The black-clothed killer with a machete in his hand hadn't recovered from the excitement of defeating Zhou Xing, only to see cold air coming out of his back, and before he could react, a dazzling cold light flashed in front of him, and then he only felt that his throat was hot, and a sharp sword had already penetrated his throat.

Lin Yu put away the Qingfeng Sword, hurriedly hugged Zhou Xing, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, and almost cried out: "Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou, how do you feel?"

A pale smile squeezed out of the corner of Zhou Xing's mouth, and pointed at Lin Yu with his finger, but the knife just now had a thousand powers, directly shattering his internal organs, and he wanted to say something, but before the words could be spoken, he snorted, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, splashing Lin Yu's face.

Zhou Xing wiped the blood sprayed on Lin Yu's face with great difficulty, and said intermittently with the last bit of strength he had: "Brother...... Elder brother...... Junior...... Big...... Elder brother...... First...... Walk... One...... Step...... Finish...... You...... Want...... Small...... Heart...... Heart......"

Before Zhou Xing's words were finished, he saw his head hanging down, and both of his eyes were glowing white towards Qi Feiyang and Liu Zimeng.

Seeing this scene, Lin Yu's tears couldn't help but fall, and he hurriedly shouted: "Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou, we said that we wanted to go through the rivers and lakes together and drink together, you can't just leave." ”

Lin Yu shook Zhou Xing a few times in a row, but he didn't react.

"No, no, no, Brother Zhou, you won't die, you won't die......" Lin Yu muttered to himself as if he had gone crazy.

Immediately, he gently helped Zhou Xing up and violently injected a true qi into his body, but he still didn't wake up......

Just as Lin Yu frantically injected true qi into Zhou Xing's body, the black-clothed killer led by him immediately waved his double-strand golden hook, like a mad tiger, and pounced violently towards him.

Seeing this scene, Qi Feiyang immediately raised his sword and stabbed it, and hurriedly shouted: "Brother Lin, be careful!"

The black-clothed man led by Qi Feiyang didn't expect Qi Feiyang to make a sudden move, and hurriedly waved the double-strand golden hook to meet him.

Qi Feiyang's long sword and one of the golden hooks clashed violently, but after only a moment, he was cut on the shoulder by another golden hook, and the barb on the golden hook directly tore off a piece of the flesh on his shoulder.

Just when the man in black was about to swing another golden hook to kill Qi Feiyang, he suddenly felt a cold killing intent coming from in front of him, and before he could react, a long sword swooped and stabbed into his chest, flew several meters away, and stabbed on a pillar.

Liu Zimeng quickly stepped forward to support Qi Feiyang and asked, "Senior brother, how are you?"

Qi Feiyang shook his head with a painful look on his face, and said, "I'm fine, leave me alone, go and see Brother Zhou." ”

The black-clothed killer who had Lin Yu's arm cut off, seeing that his four brothers were all dead, even if he could go back alive, he would be executed by his master, thinking of this, he gritted his teeth vigorously, regardless of the bleeding broken arm, grabbed the red tassel spear on the ground with difficulty with his other hand, and stabbed straight towards Lin Yu.

Lin Yu was like an angry lion at this time, with a wave of his sleeves, he flew dozens of feet away with one palm, and before he could fall down, he was completely out of breath.

In the middle of the night, Lin Yu had been injecting true qi into Zhou Xing's body, hoping that a miracle would happen and let his brother survive, but after the rooster crowed three times, Zhou Xing was still lying quietly.

Seeing this scene, Qi Feiyang hurriedly stepped forward and persuaded: "Brother Lin, Brother Zhou Xing has passed away, people can't be resurrected after death, you have to mourn, take care of your health." ”

Lin Yu pushed his hand away with tears in his eyes, and shouted a little crazy: "Go away, Zhou Xing, he is not dead, he will not die, he will not die." ”

Seeing Lin Yu's scene, Liu Zimeng's heart hurt as if she had been stabbed by ten thousand swords, she gently lowered her head and glanced at her fingers that were as tender as green onions, but just stood there quietly without saying a word.

It wasn't until dawn that Lin Yu held Zhou Xing's body and returned to Funiu Town with Qi Feiyang and Liu Zimeng. The three of them were speechless along the way, and none of them said a word.

Because of Zhou Xing's death, Lin Yu did not go to the Tianniu Inn, but just handed over the two antidotes of the seven-day soul breaking dispersion to Qi Feiyang, and asked him to hand them over to the old owner of Qi and give them to his two sons.

Zhou Xing and Lin Yu came to this Funiu Town once before, and the two of them also drank three hundred cups on the shore of the Green Lake, and still remember that after Zhou Xing was drunk, he patted his arm and said drunkly: "Brother Lin Yu, one of the happiest things in my life Zhou Xing is to meet a friend like you.

At this time, the sun was scorching, and even the Zhili in the trees stopped chirping because of the scorching sun, and the big yellow dog on the street was also lying listlessly in the shade of the tree, and Harala was panting.

Lin Yu originally planned to send Zhou Xing back to the Flying Sword Gate for burial, but this place is nearly two thousand miles away from the Flying Sword Gate, even if it is with a fast horse, it will take three or five days, the weather is hot, the corpse is easy to rot, and now that the Divine Sword Conference is about to be held, the heavy burden is like Mount Tai pressing on the top, so that he can't breathe, let alone leave for three or five days.

After thinking about it for a long time, Lin Yu planned to bury Zhou Xing on the shore of the green lake with beautiful mountains and rivers, where they had left their memories, and Zhou Xing's burial here can be regarded as a return to nature.

When burying Zhou Xing, Lin Yu didn't tell anyone, and after buying two jars of burning knife wine from the wine shop, Lin Yu carried Zhou Xing's body on his back and walked straight towards the shore of the Green Lake.

didn't even have a coffin, but it wasn't because Lin Yu was too sad and forgot, but he still clearly remembered that his eldest brother was a person who longed for freedom, and the space of the coffin was too small, which would make him breathless underneath.

The soil was dug by Lin Yu little by little, from noon to dusk, and then it was dug well. Before putting Zhou Xing in, Lin Yu also lay down in it and tried it, and then climbed out again, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Brother Zhou, I gave you a try, it's very comfortable, you can sleep in it." Brother Zhou, don't worry, the revenge of the Flying Sword Gate is my Lin Yu's family feud, and it won't be long before I will use the blood of those people to pay tribute to the dead brothers of the Flying Sword Gate. And you don't regret the head of that dog thief, can I use it as a wine jug for you?"

Speaking of this, Lin Yu's eyes were already slightly moist, and then he shook his head to himself, and said: "The human head of this dog thing is almost the same as being used as a night pot, when the wine pot is not good, the taste of the wine has been polluted by him, not good, not good, Brother Zhou, are you right about me, right?"

The words were still echoing in the empty field, and Lin Yu couldn't cry anymore, lying on Zhou Xing's corpse and crying for a while. wiped his tears and said, "Brother Zhou, I also brought two jars of wine today, both of which are your favorite burning knives."

I remember you once said that although the taste of the roasted knife wine is not as red as the daughter of Jiangnan, and the apricot blossoms are mellow, it is energetic, and it obviously has the roughness and arrogance of the Central Plains Han.

When he said this, Lin Yu sprinkled half a jar of wine in front of Zhou Xing, and then he raised his neck and drank the remaining half jar of wine.

According to Lin Yu's amount of alcohol, it would be impossible to get him drunk without ten jars and eight jars of wine, but today he only drank half a jar of wine, but he had a feeling of being drunk, and tears had come out of his eyes at some point, crossed his cheeks, and dripped down with the taste of wine.

The last jar of wine and the Flying Sword were placed next to Zhou Xing by Lin Yu, and he muttered to himself: "Brother Zhou, I know that you only love two things in your life, one is the sword and the other is wine, and now I have brought you both things, with the Flying Sword, there will be no ghosts on the Huangquan Road to bully you." With wine, you won't be lonely......"

Lin Yu didn't know how much Lu Dao said himself, and he didn't know how Lu Dao buried Zhou Xing. He only knew that he was holding the soil with his hands, and his tears were falling little by little.

At this time, under a big willow tree not far from the shore of the Green Lake, Liu Zimeng stood there quietly, and her clear eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist. She didn't want to see Lin Yu so sad, she wanted to go up at this time, give Lin Yu a hug, and give him a word of comfort.

But she couldn't, biting her lip hard, Liu Zimeng lowered her head and looked at her fingers again, and pinched the middle two fingers with the nails on her thumb, and the nails went directly into the flesh, and the red blood flowed out.

Looking at the bleeding fingers, Liu Zimeng didn't feel a little pain, but there was still a little bit of comfort, the blood debt still needs blood to repay after all, and she also knew very well in her heart that the blood flowing from her fingers couldn't repay the blood debt at all, and she even secretly regretted making a move last night.

But even if he doesn't make a move, someone will still make a move, Zhou Xing still can't live, and Lin Yu will be as depressed as he is now......

For what, for what, for what is this? Liu Zimeng asked herself secretly in her heart, but no one gave her an answer, only the tears that slipped down and the silent pain that answered her......