The snow is all over the sky, and the clouds are gloomy.

When the snow is cold, the cold and warm melt the water, how can grievances and hatreds disappear in a lifetime?

Thousands of miles of blood and snow are left behind, and the snake sword kills everything.

Kill!

The black-clothed ink sword has black hair, and the white snow leaves are wrapped in plain flowers. The painting is generally beautiful.

Butterflies dance in brocade clothes, and the blood-stained snow melts. The poem is poignant.

Kill!

Xue Wanli's feet were like piles and he didn't retreat half a step, and the blood fell drop by drop, and the scarlet dots in front of him were dotted. Li Wuzhi didn't let his feet take root for half a step, sweat flowed down one by one, and the cold behind him was sassy. The two of them have exhausted their moves, and there is no secret to speak of, they have done their best, and there is no more power to use. If you don't agree with each other, you will be even more ruthless! But the rest of the fighting spirit is full of fighting spirit inside and outside, and there is a thought in my heart.

Kill!

Either you die or I die, or we will die together, never die, fight to the death!

After a long time of deathmatching, the two of them had old and new injuries at the same time, their energy and physical strength were exhausted, one lamp was dry and the other was exhausted, and they were still gritting their teeth and sacrificing their lives!

Who wins, who loses, wins is life, defeat is death, who lives, who dies?

Xue Wanli was covered in blood like a mad tiger, and when he saw that he could not take it for a while, the strength on his body gradually passed, and he felt a little anxious in his heart! In this game, he could not afford to lose! One person was defeated and the other died, and the killer was originally coming for him, so how could he let Xiao Fangzi suffer from this pond of fish? So he pulled Li Wuzhi and went to Huangquan together, and the Qinglong Sect members were waiting around the surroundings, how could they let go of their little accomplice? In this battle, they could not die! However, the victory and defeat were inseparable, and it was still a stalemate, so how could they find that glimmer of life? Xue Wanli's mind was racing, and he faintly grasped a clue in the tragic battle.

"The blade invades the chest, there is no way back, desperate to survive, when looking for a strange plan. The book of war has clouds, and it is cast into the place of death and then saved, and then it is born after falling into the place of death, and the snake sword is sharp and brisk, and it is both sharp and difficult to be ...

A sword is like a flying arrow, when the chest shoots to-

Xue Wanli's heart was like stopping water, seeing the sharp blade and touching the body, but he didn't dodge or dodge.

Li Wushou was stunned, and the tip of the sword broke through! Xue Wanli stepped over, and his chest rushed forward!

The lightning and stone fire, knowing its meaning in an instant, quickly withdrew the sword in his hand without killing.

"Wow" hissed softly, and the sword tip broke through the body, piercing the flesh and blood!

"Hey!" Xue Wanli approached in an instant, exhaled and drank violently, and rose up to hit it angrily!

With the body as a sheath, a sharp edge in the chest, and a sword in flesh and blood, just for-

This palm.

A palm with all his strength, a palm that came from a bloody fight, a palm that was like a thunderous palm, when the chest hit the ! However, how can the "snake sword" be without a sword? The sword is in the people, and if it is abandoned, it will be defeated, and if it is not abandoned, this palm seems to come over thousands of mountains and rivers, and the choice is only instantaneous, life and death are flicked between the fingers, and the palm is already in the chest.

Sacrificing his life, or sacrificing his sword, he pursed his thin lips lightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

There was a muffled "click", and a black dress soared into the air and paper, and the paper vulture floated across the snowy field.

The sword was in the palm of his hand, and he brought up an arc-shaped splash of blood beads, and the white blood fell into the snow, and he was silent for a while.

Xue Wanli stroked his chest and lowered his head, slowly fell to the ground, and gasped for breath!

It's over!

Xiao Fangzi's heart was frightened, his legs and feet were weak and he sat on the snow blankly, forgetting that it was cold under him and forgetting to step forward.

The wind and clouds are moving, and the snow is light.

Xue Wanli stood up, staggered over, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Brother Li, Brother Li, what's wrong with you?"

Li Wuwu couldn't stand on the ground, and he didn't move.

In the middle of the night, a faint nasal voice came from the ground: "Dead." Xue Wanli was overjoyed, leaned over and struggled to take him into his arms, staring at him-

A few blood stains on his lips were like a few bloodstains, a large area of blood condensed on his chest, and there was a pool of black blood on the ground, which looked so shocking in the vast snow! Xue Wanli's arms stiffened, and his face suddenly lost color. Li Wushou smiled slightly: "Don't look at it, the heart pulse has been broken, and it is really dead." Xue Wanli looked at the pale face in front of him in a daze, only to feel a wave of sadness welling up in his heart, and suddenly stuffed into his chest, he was speechless! ”

"Don't say it again!" Xue Wanli was distraught and sighed. Li Wushu coughed lightly a few times, and said with a smile: "Wushu only has a breath hanging, if you don't say it at this time, when will you say it?" Xue Wanli said gloomily: "If it weren't for Brother Li's mercy, Xue would have already been-" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly became angry, and shouted: "If it weren't for your hard work, why would Xue be so heavy-handed?" I had no intention of ......."

"I know. Li Wuzhi smiled, and said: "Brother Xue, don't be angry, it's just a joke, how can you not get along with a child without killing?" Xue Wanli was stunned when he heard this, and muttered: "Joke? Didn't you mean?"

This sentence was like a basin of cold water splashed on his head, Xue Wanli was cold all over his body, and he couldn't help but scream: "Brother Li, why do you want to make such a brainless joke?" You know, you know that you deceived me so hard!" Li Wuzhi sighed and said softly: "If I answer you, you will not do your best, but a good fight that is evenly matched, isn't it tasteless and tight?" Xue Wanli's eyes were about to split, and tears burst out of his eyes: "You have a taste for yourself, but you coaxed me to do it, and where did you put Xue?" Li Wushu shook his head and said: "Wuzhi has done his best, he didn't leave his hand, and he is happy to lose, Brother Xue doesn't have to blame himself." ”

I just hate that time doesn't go back, how can the past start all over again! The preface is still in his ears, Xue Wanli regrets and regrets, but he just tears and hugged the person in his arms, and said sadly: "Brother Li, why are you so bothered? Xue Wanli has a cheap life, you just have to take it, why let me have a sword!" Li Wu's breath gradually weakened, his eyes had lost their brilliance, and he still muttered to himself: "If you can't kill it, Brother Xue can't die! What is the joy of life, and there is no fear of death, but there is a shortage, a friend." ”

Xue Wanli's tears rolled down his cheeks, and blood turned into mud: "Li Wuli can not be killed, why can't Xue Wanli die! You go, I don't have one less friend?" Li Wuzhi had tears in his eyes, and forced a smile: "You and I are different, Brother Xue is generous and heroic, friends are all over the world, and I am not one behind." Kill the cold-blooded, ruthless, ominous person, heh! Brother Xue knows, you are the only one in my life, a friend!"

The only friend, if you lose it, you will have no friends, so Brother Xue can't die, and he can't kill him! This is the logic of no killing, and if he doesn't fight, he will definitely die now! Xue Wanli suddenly roared, and his voice was depressed and sad. Suddenly, the sword wound in the chest attacked, and before he could stop his voice, a puff of blood mist erupted! The matter has come to this point, and the husband replied: "Brother Xue does not need to be sad, there is no need to kill, and now there should be such a retribution, the will of heaven is like this, not the brother's ear." ”

Xue Wanli was silent. Li Wushou whispered: "A person is about to die, his words are also good, Brother Xue and listen to me, this heart, no killing, only tell you to know, the right to make a dying repentance, do not seek peace of mind, just for no regrets." ”

Xiao Fangzi stood in the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xue Wanli lowered his eyes and listened attentively.

There is no one else, and heaven and earth are silent.

"Ten years after his debut, he didn't count killing, he didn't distinguish between loyalty and evil, he only stained his hands with blood. I think that my heart is like an iron stone, and I still can't avoid being restless in the middle of the night, and I also know that the heavenly way is obviously unpleasant, but there are many killings, and there are many blood debts, and I can't help but give up on myself and blindly kill, which is really full of evil, and there is more than enough to die!" The ruthless killing sword that I have practiced, this thought has lost its martial arts roots, and it is not advancing but retreating, Brother Xue-" The voice paused, and a smile appeared at the corner of Li Wuzhi's eyes: "No killing is a lie, if you meet earlier, you are not a non-killing opponent." ”

"Yes!" Xue Wanli said solemnly.

"Foolish dreams, Brother Xue doesn't have to take it seriously. Li Wushou smiled and said: "No killing, no side skills, martial arts and difficult to advance, in the end it is said that it is muddy and nightmarish to kill, I don't know why I live today, and I don't know where I am buried, my body is still dead in my heart, and there is no interest in living in the world, just like the walking dead, I don't know when I will be free!" Xue Wanli couldn't laugh, knowing that the person in front of him was dying in an instant, and he couldn't complain about it for a while, so he just held his breath and listened quietly-

"God has always treated me well, and at this time, Wuxian met Brother Xue. Several intersections, regardless of victory or defeat, the battle without killing was hearty, not only admiring Brother Xue's martial arts demeanor, but also deeply feeling that the spleen surname and brother are compatible, and I am very happy. This time, my brother gave me a palm, which is a hundred times stronger than dying in the hands of Xiaoxiao, no killing, no complaints, no regrets, no killing, just borrowing my brother's hand to get out of the sea of suffering, don't tell my brother to look at it!"

When the words fell, his head and neck suddenly drooped, and there was no sound for an instant.

"Brother Li-" Xue Wanli only felt a heavy jump in his chest, and one place was already like a knife cut, accompanied by a terrible call, a wave of internal breath surging from the injured body, and a steady stream of internal breath surged from his palms! One breath, two breaths, three breaths, he had already done his best, not caring about it entering the sea, only hoping for a miracle! For a long time, Li Wushou slowly raised his head, and a smile appeared on his pale face: "Thank you Brother Xue, the wish of no killing has not been fulfilled, it is not good to lose your breath like this." Xue Wanli didn't dare to slack off at all, and used his palm against his chest to protect his heart and save his life.

The dying man, with his right arm, slowly raised-

At this moment, the soft sword did not leave his hand, and his arm trembled silently with his master, and life and death depended on each other. Li Wushou gently stroked the ink-colored sword body, his eyes were full of pity, and he said softly: "There is nothing else to kill, but this sword." This sword was given by my brother, and he did not kill more than a dozen cold and summer, and he did not leave his side for a moment. Although it is said that the sword of killing, but the sword is not wrong, and the sin lies in the person who kills, he should not bury the barren grass with me and turn it into dust, Brother Xue-"

Xue Wanli had no distractions, just concentrating on his strength for a while, not saying a word, and not looking at this world-shattering weapon. Li Wushou stared at him for a moment, and sighed lightly: "Brother Xue has no intention, and he is not the one who makes the sword, so he should have nothing to do with this sword." As he spoke, he turned sideways and beckoned with a smile: "Little brother, come here." Xiao Fangzi was startled, looked left and right, and scratched his head: "Yes, are you calling me?" Xiao Fangzi was at a loss and slowly rubbed over. When he got closer, he saw that the two of them were bloodstained, and he was even more frightened, and he said, "I, I don't know you!"

Li Wuzhi smiled dumbly: "Look, I'm dying, so it doesn't matter if I get to know him." ”

A strange face was as pale as paper, and the corners of the bloody mouth were still smiling, Xiao Fangzi's heart was soft, and he stepped forward to comfort him. But he didn't recognize him, and he didn't know where to boast for a while, so he had to squeeze out a smile again: "Ho ho, you, you are a good person!" Fortunately, there are so many beautiful words in the world, flattery is too much, and sincere praise is not enough, but this sentence is tepid, and it seems that the ordinary is invincible!

Sure enough, Li Wuzhi laughed, Li Wuzhi coughed with laughter, and coughed up blood: "Haha, I have done bad things all my life, but I have to say a sentence when I die, good person! Haha, it is ridiculous and lamentable, and no killing should be sad and happy?" Li Wushou smiled for a long time, slowly handed over the soft sword in his hand, and said with a smile: "Little brother, this is for you." ”

A sword, like a sword but not a sword, a thin sword and a thin sword, the color is as black as heavy ink, and the middle is soft and soft like a match.

Xiao Fangzi didn't know it, he looked at this strange-shaped weapon in a daze, and said blankly: "This, what is this?" Li Wuzhi smiled: "This is a soft sword, called 'Mo Lian', little brother, this is a big treasure!" Li Wushou slowly touched his waist, gently pulled out a gray ribbon, and sent it with a smile: "Ah, this is the scabbard." ”

Isn't this a belt? Xiao Fangzi was even more surprised, his heart was already greedy, and he reached out and grabbed the treasure! Suddenly seeing the black face of the tiger next to him, his hand trembled and retracted: "This, this, isn't it good?" Li Wuzhi smiled and said: "Little brother is brave, strong, affectionate and righteous, he is not afraid of danger, he is not rude when he sees treasures, he deserves this sword, just take it!" Xiao Fangzi's face turned red, hehe smirked twice, he wanted to take it for a while, but he didn't dare to take it, and looked at Xue Wanli again-

"Take it. Xue Wanli sighed softly.