"What are you doing?"

Li Ji was scared, because the lives of everyone present were in the hands of Xiang Yannan, and history was also in his hands. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Now he doesn't let himself kill Xu Xiaolin, what is the reason? Could it be that he temporarily defected and wanted to kill all the Mingjiao people present, and then go to the imperial court? The wise man sees the wise, and the slut sees the cheap, this is the judgment that Li Ji made to Xiang Yannan.

Xiang Yannan ignored Li Ji. Xu Xiaolin stumbled towards Han Jue, the long sword dragged on the ground, and the stabbing sounded, stimulating people's eardrums. The sword had no sword energy, and it seemed to have no backbone, like a soft snake with a broken waist.

The current Han Ju is the python that swallowed the antelope, and the corpse flies sideways when he moves. Relying on the great movement of Qiankun, he used the internal force of his whole body to heal his injuries, and the internal force was running rapidly, and the injuries on his body were slowly recovering. At this time, even the slightest bit of damage would be blown up by the rapid internal force in his body.

Xu Xiaolin circled around Han Jue, walking around, like a tiger with indigestion, looking at his prey. Han Ju's expression was natural and serene, like Zhuge Liang singing about the empty city plan, which made people feel that he was brewing a huge conspiracy.

Half a day later, Xu Xiaolin was still spinning like that, and Li Ji had already relaxed. Suddenly, a stone the size of a fingernail was provoked by the tip of Xu Xiaolin's sword and shot towards Han Ju at a rapid speed. The stone flew forward, Xu Xiaolin lay backwards, and saw the power of the stone.

Li Jimu stood dumbfounded, and Xiang Yannan heard the sound of stones cutting through the air, like the sound of a sharp sword cutting through fine silk, the sound of a broken heart. There was a loud bang, crisp and loud. The stone collided with the tip of the sword again, and as the sound spread outward, the stone gradually faded into powder, and the blade of the sword slowly bent into a graceful arch.

Han Ju stood up suddenly, judging from the expression on his face, his injuries had almost recovered.

This person is very demonic, and it seems that as soon as the mother comes out of her belly, she has a sense of evil.

"Right, I don't know how long it has been. But I had a strange dream that the butcher was going to kill the calf, but an old cow rushed out and killed the calf with his horn. ”

"I can't tell what this dream means, but I think the old cow is a real warrior, and he dares to look directly at the dripping blood and bleak life. I think he must have thought that if he let the butcher's dirty hands kill the calf, it would be a defilement to the calf, and it would be better to use his horns to kill the calf, and in that case, the calf would die cleanly. ”

"Cowards and laymen don't understand this truth, and even if they do, they can't do it, they will only increase the pain of their lovers and relatives, they don't have the courage to bear the infamy, they are the most selfish people in the world. ”

After Han Ju finished speaking, he plucked a narrow willow leaf from the willow tree lying down and whistled. Xiang Yannan could hear that it was the tune of the pop music of their time: "Yangliu'an, the wind and the waning moon, this past year, it should be a good day and a good time, who else to talk to?"

"Okay, national teacher, there is no danger now, you can get up. ”

As soon as Han Ju finished speaking, Lobsang Mo let out a long sigh of relief and sat up very slowly, like an old turtle.

"You haven't practiced this 'turtle breath forbearance method' well, but I can still see it. Han Ju said.

Lausanne gasped for breath, like a wild horse after a wild gallop, and his white eyes slowly returned to normal black pupils. After half a day, he recovered and said slowly: "Even the real dead can't escape your eyes." ”

The clouds on the eastern horizon were reflected by the red sun of the early morning, as if they were burning, like blood slowly diffusing in the water. Han Ju was standing facing the rising sun, looking very interested, like a groom official welcoming the bride. A white mist slowly came out, and Han Ju chanted indecently: A line of red clouds on the horizon remains, and tears ripple when the sword kills the calf.

"Come on, come on, now the rest is the matter of the master and apprentice, I and other laypeople, I am ashamed, at most I can only learn about the relationship between this teacher and the student, you can just watch the fire from the other side." Han Ju said.

"Yes, yes, the sect leader is extremely psychic, and there is nothing that the sect leader does not understand. Li Ji said.

But then the facts tell us that we should never try to meet a fickle person, because the words you say one second that make him smile are likely to become a spell to open the gates of hell the next.

The master of Sichuan opera can change dozens of different faces in an instant, but Han Ju can change dozens of moods, joy, anger, sorrow, joy and sorrow, and change like a stream in an instant.

With a "snap", Li Ji flew out, like a piece of clothing.

"This kind of moment, this kind of scene, never encountered in a thousand years, is Xi Shi and Diao Chan dancing together, and Chi You and the overlord have a drink together. I can't tolerate the slightest bit of vulgar dust and rot, even the gods in the sky have to watch me quietly. ”

The next plot will be given to the co-holders of this teacher-student friendship---------- Xiang Yannan and Xu Xiaolin.

Crying and laughing are twin sisters, and they look so imaginary that many times it is difficult to tell who is who. A trace of miserable laughter froze on the corners of Xu Xiaolin's mouth, and the smile was full of three points of crying, and there was a seven-point smile in the cry, which was indistinguishable, indescribable, and unclear, whether it was crying or laughing.

"Han Ju is right, teacher, it is much better for you to kill me than for others to kill me, and it can make me die with peace of mind. Teacher, do it, hurry up, I don't have any nostalgia for the world, if there is an afterlife, I only want to be a tree, a tree on the edge of a cliff, a place that is difficult for people to reach.

With each step, Xiang Yannan felt as heavy as carrying a mountain on his back, and with each step, the mountain became heavier. Xiang Yannan's expression was solemn and wooden, like a sultry noon in Xi'an without lovers, sunshine and wind.

The expression on Han Ju's face changed frequently and rapidly, like the reproduction of something that was changing rapidly.

When Xiang Yannan remembered the first and only time he asked Xu Xiaolin what his wish was, Xu Xiaolin said bluntly without thinking: "Wealth is like dung to me, and I am willing to donate this body to protect the health of the country." ”

Fragments of memories of the past appear in the mind one by one, sometimes scattered, sometimes gathered. The shadow of Xu Xiaolin's scattered hair swayed on the ground, like a stream of water. Xiang Yannan didn't know why, he looked up at the huge sun in the sky, and at the same time as he saw the sun, Xiang Yannan heard that the sun made a silent roar that was much bigger than himself.

For a long time afterward, Xiang Yannan did not dream of Xu Xiaolin every night as told in the strange anecdote. Instead, he ate well and slept soundly, as if he had just taken the imperial examination back then.

I don't know how long this situation lasted, but finally at noon, when Xiang Yannan was busy taking a break from the scorching white sun, the terrible unfortunate moment that disturbed him for a moment of panic began. As soon as he lay down, he heard the loud and silent roar of the sun. He was convinced that no one else but him could hear it.

After struggling for three months, Xiang Yannan gave up resistance, and the silent roar of the sun sounded in his ears at any time, and he also took a name for that roar called "silent sin". When he saw Han Qi and Dugu Ao again, the silent sin sounded louder.

Xiang Yannan didn't see how Xu Xiaolin's head rolled off at all, because he had his eyes closed. I heard that the head didn't know where it had rolled. Although he forced himself to watch with his own eyes how he cut off Xu Xiaolin's head, he still closed his eyes the moment the sword touched his neck.

In the silent roar of the sun, he heard Han Ju say: "National teacher, Ya's affairs have been done, let us do the rest of the mundane things." ”

"This money is the brothers who fought with their lives, of course, the number of people who died, I Mingjiao killed seven times as many people as you, exactly, I am seven million, you are one million. You don't have any objections, you don't have any objections, then that's it. ”

Lobsang Mo's face was so red that he couldn't say a word. The expression on his face can't be said to be crying or laughing.