As soon as the Great Compassion monk waved his hand, the group of fierce people under the mountain made a loud noise, and the "bloody hand" Zhan Fei led people to tie up a group of ** girls who were not hung at all and pushed them out. [Full text reading]

Meng Xiaodong saw clearly one of the ** girls in the crowd, and shouted: "Sister Wen Wan'er-" turned around and shook Xiang Leng Beicheng's arm, crying: "Uncle Beicheng, please, save Sister Wan'er!"

While speaking, the female prisoners under the mountain have fallen to the rocks or the ground, untying and committing violence, laughing and crying.

Meng Xiaodong turned his face away, and couldn't bear to look at it again.

Murong Heishan smiled and said: "With Mr. Beicheng's peerless martial arts, of course it will not be easy to kill a few of us, but Mr. is compassionate and compassionate, and he also had a relationship with the two palace masters back then, how can he be willing to watch these weak women who are like flowers and jade being enjoyed by their brothers in turn, tortured to death?"

Wen Xiang'er, the second palace master, scolded hoarsely: "You pigs and dogs are not as good as beasts, regret not leaving your life in the first place......"

The Great Compassion Monk said in a deep voice: "Leng Beicheng, if you are willing to kill yourself on the spot, we will let them go, what? You Leng Beicheng was ashamed of the Wen sisters in his early years, I don't think you will refuse my suggestion today!"

Meng Xiaodong exclaimed, "Uncle Beicheng!"

Wen Xiang'er, the second palace master, shook his head in pain and begged: "Beicheng, you can't ......"

Leng Beicheng knelt on the ground, his lips opened slightly, and said two words softly: "Here." ”

The Murong brothers glanced at each other inexplicably, and then heard the screams under the mountain, and looked in horror, only to see a green shadow wrapped in sword light, sweeping like a whirlwind under the mountain, and everywhere they went, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and dozens of murderers went to Huangquan in the blink of an eye.

The whirlwind stopped abruptly, and a stunningly cold and glamorous beauty stood expressionlessly in the pile of corpses, just like a young woman who had just returned from buying a drunk spring boudoir at the wine market, not only was she slightly drunk, but also made the flowers and plants around her breathe lightly.

"Bloody Hand" Zhan Fei was drunk at the first sight of this cold beauty, and when he saw it the second time, he woke up!

Wake up suddenly!

"Cold as a Frost !!"

"Bloody Hand" Zhan Fei was shocked, he had been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and he knew too well how terrifying Leng Ruoshuang, the most ruthless shot in the "Four Beauties of Liangcheng"!

When the "Bloody Hand" Zhan Fei saw the third sight, he was horrified, and his soul was terrified, because Leng Ruoshuang, who looked as bright as a peach and plum and as cold as frost, was resolute, his steps were firm, his murderous spirit was hard, his hook sword was strong, and he walked up slowly with a devastating style.

The Murong brothers and the others have changed color!

Death is approaching them step by step!!

Leng Beicheng didn't look at the situation behind him, but just looked at Wen Xiang'er, the master of the second palace, and said stupidly: "Xiang'er, it was Beicheng who owed your sister a deep friendship, Beicheng didn't say goodbye that day, it was really in Beicheng's heart, and he couldn't forget the person in Shandong's 'Sealing the Sword and Hanging the Sword Xiaoleimen'......"

Wen Xiang'er looked at the cluster of fiery red flowers in front of her, and said slowly: "Master, legend, a long, long time ago, Huangquan Road was full of large fields of flowers on the other side. There are two goblins guarding the 'other side of the flower', one is called 'Manzhu', and the other is called 'Shahua'. They have been waiting for thousands of years for the 'flowers on the other side', but they have never met, because when the flowers bloom, they can't see the leaves when they bloom, and they can't see the flowers when they have leaves. They miss each other frantically and are tormented by this pain.

Finally, one day, they decided to meet secretly against God's rules. That year's 'Other Shore Flower' was red and bright, set off by the eye-catching green, and bloomed particularly bewitchingly and beautifully. The gods blamed them, and Manju and Sawa were sent into reincarnation and cursed to never be together, suffering in the human world for the rest of their lives.

Since then, every time Manzhu and Sawa are reincarnated and smell the fragrance of the 'other side flower' on the Huangquan Road, they can think of themselves in their previous lives, and then vow not to separate, and fall into the cursed reincarnation in the next life. ”

Wen Xiang'er, the master of the second house, hit the "Great Compassion Finger" twice in a row, and said this long paragraph, her face was flushed like a flower, her chest rose and fell, and she couldn't stop panting. The girl Meng Xiaodong was on the side, but she was stupid.

Wen Xiang'er, the master of the second palace, gasped for a while, and then said: "Love, probably the same, just because they love each other differently, they have to bury a lot, and they have to forget a lot." 'The Flower of the Other Side' is a messenger of love from the darkness, which bears witness to a black death.

Beicheng, Beicheng, do you remember the slightly cool woman named 'Wen Xiang'er' that you met in the back alley of the "Central Plains Dart Bureau" when you were a young man? Do you know that Xiang'er "sat on the peak" and guarded the empty city alone, guarding the empty city for ten years and meditating? Do you know that Xiang'er is like a day for ten years, and then lives like a year, and I haven't seen you for a long time? You and I have no chance in this life, take good care of your Xiaoya, and you must not bear ......me in the next life" Her voice became weaker and weaker, until she didn't hear it.

Leng Beicheng closed his eyes and chanted softly: "The flowers on the other side will bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years, and the flowers and leaves will never meet." Love is not cause and effect, fate is destined for life and death. With a groan of grief and sorrow, Meng Xiaodong bowed deeply to the corpses of the Wen sisters.

The miserable howl behind him would sound every once in a while, and each one was more terrible than the other, and the other was more desperate.

Leng Ruoshuang walked along the narrow mountain road, walked all the way to the top with strong steps, walked a total of 700 steps, and stabbed 70 people.

- Kill one person in ten steps, leaving no trace for a thousand miles.

When she walked to the 665th step, the "parting hook" came out, and the "Green Alliance" with no way back flew to the ground with a hard hand and a "bloody hand"!

When he walked to the 670th step, the "Tang Gate" master who fled in the wilderness "Long live my emperor, don't go back to a hundred deaths" Tang Taizong fell to the ground!!

In the six hundred and eighty-first step, Murong Bao, the young master of the "Murong Family" who rushed in front of him, fell to the ground!!

At the 690th step, the first Great Compassion Monk of the "Shaolin School" Luohan Hall fell to the ground!!!

When she counted to seven hundred, Murong Heishan, the boss of the "Murong Family", fell to the ground with a sword!!!!

In the silence, suddenly the Great Compassion monk who was injured and lying on the ground in the crowd roared. When everyone heard this, they all knew that the toxicity of the "Flower of Death" on the old monk had recurred. When the group of heroes looked at each other, Murong Heishan jumped out again, his eyes were red, and he tore the clothes on his chest indiscriminately.

Murong Bao and the "Bloody Hand" Zhan Fei shouted: "Uncle!" "Senior Murong Shang!!" That Murong Black Mountain shouted from the mouth, like a wounded tiger, he raised his iron bowl-like fist, and with a "bang", he smashed a rock the size of a fast magic disk, and then rushed towards Meng Xiaodong.

When Meng Xiaodong saw his terrifying expression, he was frightened, and he shrank into Leng Beicheng's arms with a drill. Murong Heishan grabbed the air, opened his big hand like a fan, and grabbed it coldly in reverse.

Leng Ruoshuang flipped his hand and stabbed him in both eyes. Leng Beicheng coughed: "Wait!" The sleeves of his coat waved out, striking the crook of Murong Heishan's arm, taking his body away from the killing momentum of the "parting hook".

Leng Beicheng said to Wen Wan'er and the rest of his life after the catastrophe: "Girl, these wicked people have been taking flower poison for a long time in order to enhance their skills and dominate the martial arts, and it is difficult for them to recover from drug rehabilitation for a while, so I will bother the girls to take strict care of them, so as not to let them set foot in the rivers and lakes again and bring disaster to the world." ”

The unclothed little girl Wen Wan'er saluted respectfully: "The order of the cold hero, the slaves dare not obey." ”

The Great Compassion monk clutched his chest in pain, snot and tears, and begged bitterly: "Give me flower poison! Please! Give me flower poison, I can't stand it! I beg you to ......."

Wen Wan'er stabilized her mood and said loudly to Qunhao: "Since Leng Daxia has opened the golden mouth, and intercedes for you, this palace is in line with the idea of 'God has the virtue of a good life', and this rebellion will not be investigated, and the flower poison will be distributed by the sisters of this palace at their discretion later, I hope that you will think about it in the 'Netherworld Valley' in the future and be a new person." ”

Murong Heishan and the Great Compassion Monk hurriedly knelt down and returned the salute, kowtowed to Wen Wan'er and the daughters with a "bang", and said: "Thank you Immortal Gu for the medicine, I will change my mind in the valley, change my past, and resolutely stop stepping on the rivers and lakes half a step!"

The two of them lay on the ground, kowtowing endlessly. Suddenly, dozens of people under the mountain peak wailed in unison: "Beg me to wait for flower poison! We don't dare anymore!"

On the rugged and steep mountain road, the corpses were in disarray, the wounded were everywhere, the mountain wind was blowing, the smell of fish was tangy, and it was a mess. There are only the "flowers on the other side" all over the mountains, which are extraordinarily bright red......

It is as little as the blood of a hero's broken wrist and unpaid ambition, and as red as half a tear of a beauty's funeral flowers......

At the top of "Sitting on the Forgotten Peak", there are two more incense mounds, the two Wen sisters, who hated and entangled because of love before their deaths, and after their deaths, the jade damaged the incense and disappeared, and a pinch of loess.

Wen Wan'er and other palace maids of the "Netherworld Palace" worshiped the two palace masters in turn, and sent the injured Great Compassion Monk, Murong Heishan and others back to the prison of the "Netherworld Palace", hoping that the long lonely years in the future can eliminate the boundless sins and obstacles in their chests.

Sunrise and sunset.

Leng Beicheng has been sitting on the top of the peak for three days and three nights, accompanied by Meng Xiaodong, who is sad and silently accompanied, and who guards him is the cold frost who stands like a javelin and never sleeps.

On the fourth day, when the first rays of sunlight in the morning struggled out of the peak, shining on the old and lonely face and silver hair with sad colors in Lengbeicheng, Lengbeicheng, who had always maintained one posture for three days and three nights, suddenly moved.

He stretched out his fingers and lightly scraped the well-behaved little nose of Meng Xiaodong, who was sleeping in the silver fur, and then waved his sleeves and floated away.

Meng Xiaodong woke up from his sweet sleep, and asked the extremely cold woman beside him in a panic: "Second girl, where is Uncle Beicheng?"

Leng Ruoshuang replied, "He's gone." ”

Meng Xiaodong asked in a daze, "Where did Uncle Beicheng go, didn't he go back to the 'Liangcheng Inn'?"

The cold face was as cold as frost, and he smiled without warning, just like a cold pool suddenly blooming a bright flower.

She glanced at the ignorant Meng Xiaodong, and said faintly: "These are not important, just like the master, I have come, lived, and loved - no matter to anyone, this is enough." (End of volume)