When the juniors all walked farther away, the feet of the annihilated rain moved slowly, staring at the person in front of him, and now that the husband is dead, Tianliao can only carry the banner by himself: Senior brother, you, really go like this. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The tears fell again, and the Black Sword Saint saw it, but said, "Everyone is already dead, why are you so sad?"

"Black Sword Saint, my husband has no enmity with you in the past, and he has no grievances recently, why do you want to harm him!"

The Black Sword Saint sighed when he heard this: "I didn't kill him. ”

"Hmph, today I will ask you to pay for my husband's life!"

With such a sentence, the annihilation rain jumped at his feet, and the silver silk dragon pattern sword in his hand flew and fluttered, and the black sword saint suddenly calmed down, and saw that the one who came had arrived in front of him. As soon as his feet slipped, he stepped back with a spread of his hands. Annihilation Yu straightened up with a sword, and took another step, chasing straight after the throat of the Black Sword Saint. But I saw that the person suddenly opened his hand, and a pure gold sword qi shot out from his fingertips, and the two swords were handed over, and the annihilation rain retreated, and his heart was shocked: condensing qi is a sword, and it is a sword intent. Good!

Moving again under her feet, her body was like a silk brocade, and she attacked again with her sword dancing in the rain, only to see the black sword saint flipping in her hand, and the air sword flying in mid-air, every time she wanted to fight with someone who came, she saw that her sword path was strange, and she couldn't hold it, so she had to retreat under her feet. After a few steps in the battle, the Black Sword Saint stepped on it, and with both hands, it was a golden brilliance.

Annihilation Yu's waist twisted suddenly, and the golden light fell into the air, leaving only a loud sound, and at this moment, he saw that this mud was deeply sunk into a pit, and Annihilation Yu had another thought in his heart: Hmph, this old horseman's inner way is so strong, but the swordsmanship is sparse and ordinary, and there is no strength in this body.

As soon as he thought about it, he went again, and the Black Sword Saint saw it at a glance, and then urged the true qi to attack, only to see that this person suddenly sank, and avoided the true qi, and instantly arrived at the side. At this moment, he was busy paying attention, and the qi sword swept straight over, seeing that he was bent down like this, swaying step by step, but he couldn't catch the one who came, and he turned his mind behind him. The rain suddenly danced with a sword, only to see the rags flying, and the clothes on the Black Sword Saint's back were instantly messy. hurriedly dodged forward, and with a support in his hand, a golden light was terrifying. The Oblivion Rain Horizontal Sword ate the golden light, and under the great force, he stepped on the ground under his feet and slid out a foot away.

At this moment, under the sword, no matter how opposed the two are, they dare not act easily. It was said that the juniors and the two disciples who reported the news hurried to the front mountain, and when they were halfway there, they faintly heard the sound of an ethereal piano.

"Wait!" Wenqu hurriedly drank, and the brothers stopped here, only then did they notice a soft and faint sound. Everyone else is a martial artist, where do you understand this rhythm, so I have to watch the song again, and when I heard the song, I said, "There is a murderous aura in the sound of the piano." ”

"Qianshan is in chaos at the moment, don't care what murderous aura it has!" After listening to the shouts of the third senior brother Lu Cun, he had to follow the steps, but the sound became more and more distinct. Wenqu was a little shocked in his heart: How could such a soft and ethereal sound have such a dangerous hidden danger?

Everyone rushed a few steps further, and suddenly saw a woman sitting in the middle of the road out of thin air, with a purple hem, a long piano on her legs, and her eyes and hands moving, as if she was sinking in the rhythm of music, as if she had not seen anyone who came, and she didn't dare to be careless at the moment, Lu Cun led the way before, and slowly walked towards the woman, the moonlight poured down, it was the gentle and gentle, and the cold wind was killing. It makes people's hearts worry and hard to find, and when they get closer, the sword is unsheathed: "Where is the demon!"

The woman didn't make a sound, didn't move, just stroked the piano like that, and her voice was melodious, like Qingping ordering water.

Lu Cun's feet suddenly moved, and he flew straight to the woman, but when he heard the sound of "bell!", it seemed to be torn in the sound, and the body suddenly sank, fell to the ground, and a miserable scream rose to the sky. Others hurriedly rushed over, only to hear "Boom!" again! As soon as the woman pulled the strings, Lu Cun suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and she died and didn't move again.

"Third Senior Brother!" Lian Zhen picked up Lu Cun's body, but saw that this person was already dead, and he whimpered a little, so he put Lu Cun back on the ground, and as soon as the sword in his hand came out, he killed him.

The woman pulled the strings again, and suddenly made a "bang", Lian Zhen heard it, and instantly her body was weak, and she also fell down. The sound of the piano continued, and it returned to the meaning of the empty valley, but I saw Lian Zhen rolling on the ground, and his face was full of pain.

"Demon girl!

The two disciples who reported the news picked up their swords and rushed over, and the woman pulled it in her hand, but saw that the two of them still didn't make a sound, it was an "oh" sound. His hand was in the air, and with a flick of his own, the breath shot out from his fingertips, piercing the two men through their throats, and then falling to the ground, without a sound.

"Hey. The woman sighed lightly, stroked the piano with her hand, and pulled it again, making such a sharp sound, and Lian Zhen's blood gushed from her mouth, killing her instantly.

"Five, five junior brothers. It was only for a moment, Wen Qu looked at the dead corpses in this place, and his brain was hollow, and he couldn't speak.

Ying Yue also saw the mess all over the ground, sighed in her heart, and knew that it was death, a sword came out of her hand, and she said in her mouth: "Demon girl, return my husband's life!"

The sound of the piano sounded slowly, and the woman sighed for a long time, raising her eyes to look at the moonlight, the silence in the forest, it was a good feeling, and the mountain wind was cold at night. He stopped like this, got up, and held the long qin in his hand: "You are the only one." ”

"Great, sister-in-law. Wen Qu stood there in a daze, holding a sword in his hand, and there was a sudden tremor, "Why did you kill them!"

As soon as I drank it, the birds in the forest scattered, and there was a whimpering sound in my mouth, my father died, my brother died, my brother died, and my sister-in-law died. Wen Qu's body trembled, and there was a convulsive cry: "Demon girl, I'll kill you!"

The woman saw him swinging her sword like this, and as soon as she dodged her feet, the sword fell into the air, and then another sword, and when she retreated sideways, it fell into the air again. Wenqu slashed away again and again, and the tears on his face were mixed with snot and twisted together. A sword and a sword, just like that, like that, I don't know what I'm cutting, what I'm killing, at this moment, I only have one thought in my heart, why don't you kill me earlier!

The woman sighed, stretched out her finger, and pierced the throat of the person in front of her, and saw him lying in a pool of blood without any more life. Looking at the sky like this, it is good that the sky is full of stars, and it is good that the night is inspiring. Turning Changqin behind him, he squatted down, looking at this face, which was a little unbearable. He got his hands on, closed his eyes, got up, and walked back to the mountain.

is like this, moving slowly under her feet, walking slowly, Lu Rao sighed secretly in her heart: After all, she has done a lot of killings, and after all, she has already done a lot of killings, so why bother to comfort herself?

lowered his head like this, lowered his eyes, and choked slightly in his throat: **** dispute. For a while, I thought of the past, the Wumeng Spirit Valley, the person, the peaceful and peaceful days, the painted wall, the Xiaoxi, and the Xiaolian who didn't listen to advice. Lu Rao sighed again, only to feel that the smoke and clouds of the past were no longer in her thoughts: You have been gone for many years, and you don't know what kind of life you are living?

As I walked and recited, it became more and more unbearable, and the farther I went, I finally reached the edge of the waterfall. When his hand moved, he was about to take the long qin, and his feet stopped, but he only watched in amazement.

Let's say this, the Black Sword Saint and the Oblivion Rain have been entangled for a long time, and the two of them have relied on the internal strength of their bodies to churn, and the other has relied on the ethereal and difficult to find sword moves, and they are fighting for a while. Just look at the foot of the annihilation rain, the body swayed up, and went into the air. The Black Sword Saint chased after him with a golden sword qi, but he saw that this person was whirling in the air, drawing a decisive decision in his hand, and muttering in his mouth: "Xuan Qi draws a circle, and the earth makes qi, with me seven feet, stand me three feet." As soon as he said that, the sky was full of sword nets. The Black Sword Saint raised his eyes and saw that this move was extremely fast and intense, enveloping itself in an instant.

In this way, he suddenly urged his breath to greet him, and his hands fluttered, and a burst of sword qi was thrown from his hand, heading towards the oblivion rain. But I saw that this person's body was fluttering, and all the tricks were in vain. Such a rain of swords fell, and the Black Sword Saint ate a burst of sword moves, and the robes around him were cut into pieces of fluttering.

"Ahh

As soon as the Black Sword Saint closed his hands, the golden light shot out again, and as soon as he was busy dodging, he heard a loud noise, and there was another depression on the ground. At this moment, the battle was stalemate, and I saw that the Black Sword Saint urged the strength of his body, and there was a burst of frantic sword qi in a row, and Ling Bo under the feet of the annihilated rain, and every step was fleeting. The two fought for a long time, only listening to the sound of the waterfall and the sound of explosions. Lu Rao only watched there, but she couldn't hold the long qin in her hand.

"Listen to the sound fairy, come and help me!" The Black Sword Saint was fighting, his eyes swept away, and he saw Lu Rao standing in the distance, and hurriedly drank.

Lu Rao moved again, but she only sighed, took her hand back, and watched the two fight.

Seeing that no one came to help, the Black Sword Saint was even more annoyed in his heart, and his hand suddenly danced again, and the breath went faster. But seeing that the annihilation rain was fluctuating, she could not hurt her, and after fighting like this for a long time, the Black Sword Saint gritted his teeth and carried the strength of his whole body to the extreme. The broken black robe fluttered up, and suddenly it was a big sheng, and the golden light spread out in all directions, and there was a loud "bang!" For a while, the ground was full of smoke and dust, and then I was calm, but I could hear the sound of the waterfall in my ears, which was not loud and noisy.

The victory and defeat have been decided, Lu Rao walked towards the annihilation rain lying on the ground, and heard a word in her ear: "You are just now, why don't you help me?"

Turning around, he looked at the Black Sword Saint who was fighting messily, and Lu Rao smiled: "A master like the Old Sword Saint, if others help him, wouldn't it disgrace your prestige?"

"Hmph!" the Black Sword Saint breathed in his nose, and he was able to fight so hard that he still had the heart to fight with others. I just watched her pick up the body of the rain and go to the grass hut. At this moment, I was relieved, cross-legged luck, and the night breeze was bleak: the back mountain is deep, but I don't know what the mountain is like to kill? At this moment, there is only the sound of the waterfall in my ears all year round, but tonight, it is the same as before. How many years, finally back here, finally back here. The face that was already wrinkled did not reveal the joy it should have. Maybe it's been too long, so long that I've forgotten how to rejoice.

The mountain is still the mountain, the night is still the night, it's just a change of people, a change of breath. Lu Rao carried the body in her hand into the house, and there was an oil lamp in the room, which illuminated the two people on the ground. At this moment, he put down the corpse and looked at it a few times in a daze. Lu Rao took the oil lamp, and lit the curtain, and poured out the lamp oil, and set the chair on fire.

When he came out of the house, he stood beside the stone table and stone bench, looking at the grass hut in front of him, looking at the corpses in the house, and looking at the firelight that brightened little by little, turning the grass house into a sea of fire.

When the light is like this, it illuminates half the sky. Lu Rao sat down on the stone bench at the door of the house, and the fire was so close that it could burn her face. I was just staring at it in a daze, but I didn't care about it in my head. I just saw that the grass hut burned, burned for a long time, and finally collapsed, and buried the body completely.

As the sky became brighter, Lu Rao came back to her senses, turned around, and saw that the Black Sword Saint was still cross-legged on the ground, ragged: "Let's go." ”

Hearing this, the Black Sword Saint stood up, looked at the ruins in front of him, squinted slightly, and followed the mountain to find it.

It was only said that Tianliao killed one night, and the disciples in front of the mountain couldn't tell which ones were coming and which ones were the same door, and there was no one to command, and the people and horses led by the two big men of Yan Luozhuang and Shejia Qingtian Shaking the Sea were killed in the dark, and the casualties were heavy, so they left a mountain full of corpses. The rest of the people couldn't fight, they couldn't run, they all surrendered, and they were guarded by Yan Luozhuang.

At this moment, the mountain in front of him was busy, and the sun was bright, so he looked at many people, loaded the body of the dead last night into a cart with a wheelbarrow, and moved it to the open space behind the mountain. Regardless of the white feathers, thousands of corpses were piled up into high mountains of corpses, and wood was erected, and a fire was lit, and the fire was brighter, and there was a disgusting smell with the gradually thick black smoke. It seems that no matter what kind of sin or killing, just such a fire can burn clean and leave no trace. Yan Luozhuang on the side was busy commanding the corpse transportation team, and the Black Sword Saint just watched, but he couldn't express the emotion in his heart. Lu Rao had already turned around, and she didn't know where to go at the moment.

"Report to the gang leader!" A disciple of the White Feather Gang flew over, and at this moment he was still half-wearing his heavenly clothes, looking ragged, and his face, which looked like he was no more than twenty years old, was a few messy black ashes, and it was clear that he was still busy.

"Say!" Yan Luozhuang still commanded the corpse transport team, and spit out a word for him in his busy schedule.

"The disciples cleaned up the battlefield, last night the disciples of Tianliao injured more than 1,000 people, killed more than 800 people, and all the prisoners who were alive were being escorted by the senior brother of 'Langcheng'. The disciple's expression was fixed, and he leaned over and explained the battle report of the night clearly, as if he had been accustomed to seeing these dead people in front of him.

"Well, that's good. Go down. Yan Luozhuang explained, the disciple bowed and walked away, and then explained a few more words to ask someone to direct the corpse, then turned to the Black Sword Saint and said, "Old Sword Saint, look?"

"Hmm. The Black Sword Saint came back to his senses and said lightly. The casualties are so heavy, it's like this. So.

"What about the fairy? I was busy with my work, but I didn't know where the fairy went. Yan Luozhuang didn't take the Black Sword Saint's look to heart. After a few glances, he didn't see the listening pianist, and he saw that the black sword saint seemed to be still in a trance, so he shouted to himself: "Has anyone seen the listening fairy!"

After drinking this, he said, "You guys, have you seen the fairy who listened to the sound!"

"The disciple has seen it, the disciple has seen it. A busy disciple put down the wheelbarrow in his hand, wiped his sweat, and said.

"Don't say it yet!"

"The fairy seems to have gone to the mountain gate. The disciple hurriedly explained.

"Well, old Sword Saint, do you see us?" Yan Luozhuang changed his tone and said to the Black Sword Saint, who was still a little absent-minded.

"Well, let's go. The Black Sword Saint also replied, and his feet moved.

The two of them walked forward one after the other, unhurriedly heading forward the mountain, and along the way, many disciples came pushing wheelbarrows, each with seven or eight corpses on them. Yan Luozhuang did not forget to reprimand a few words. Let these people be nimble with their hands and feet. So he walked like this again, and when he got to the mountain gate, Lu Rao, who had just looked, was already standing in the pavilion, only looking at the small stream under the mountain.

"Fairy, fairy. Seeing this, Yan Luozhuang hurriedly greeted him.

When Lu Rao heard this, she turned around and saw that the two of them were coming to her, and then she said, "Two." ”

"Haha, thanks to the fairy's blessing, I won a big victory last night. ”

"Where, the Yan Gang Master is commanding properly. Lu Rao said coldly, then turned around and looked at the mountains, this place is really green, it should be a good place.

"Eh, where is the fairy's words, this is all the fairy's clever calculation, the old sword saint is helping each other, how can I Yan have any credit?" Yan Luozhuang looked at it strangely, how could he win a big victory today, these two people lost their spirits, and asked so timidly, "Fairy, I don't know what to do with those captured Tianliao disciples?"

Lu Rao took a breath and turned around: "You can ask the old sword master about this." ”

"Oh, yes, yes, I almost forgot, congratulations to the old Sword Saint for returning to the helm of Tianliao. ”

"Hmm. The Black Sword Saint looked at his own clothes, and only replied lightly. I have been looking forward to it for decades, not just to return to Tianliao. Pan's hair is gray, and I don't know how much time I have to live, but now my wish has been fulfilled, but it is cast with the corpses of so many younger generations. That's it, it's just a sigh of emptiness: "Those who are willing to descend will surrender, and those who are unwilling to surrender should be locked up first." ”

"Eh, the old sword saint is merciful. Then I will leave some people for the old sword saint to summon, and when Tianliao settles down, the old sword saint will let them go back to Bai Yu to help. ”

"Thank you. ”

"Where is this, the matter of the old sword saint is the matter of the White Feather Gang, and in the future, the White Feather Gang will be a family. ”

"It's nature. The Black Sword Saint laughed, turned around and left, "The old man is a little tired, take the first step." ”

"Eh, the old sword master walks slowly. Yan Luozhuang was busy chasing words, but he saw this lonely back, and his heart was even more puzzled, and he looked back at Lu Rao at this moment, only to see this woman looking at the mountain scenery in a daze, and also a faint sentimental feeling, "Fairy, fairy?"

Lu Rao heard the call, so she also turned around: "Oh, Gang Master Yan, I don't have anything to do here, I'll leave first." ”

"This fairy, everyone has to celebrate in the evening, this time the plan is fully managed by the fairy, fairy?"

"No need, I don't like crowds, so I'll quit first. Lu Rao smiled slightly, and then turned around to go down the mountain.

"Fairy. ”

"What else is going on with Gang Master Yan?"

"Oh, those two big men that the fairy brought?"

"I bother the Yan gang leader to give me a message and tell them to go back to Xijing on their own. Leave. Lu Rao clenched a fist in her hand, then turned around and never looked back. Only Yan Luozhuang was left standing alone in the pavilion, not knowing what he was reading.