Familiar footsteps are mixed with anxiety. Chu Tao's figure appeared in the corridor at the entrance of the courtyard.

"Be careful!" Xie Junhe let out a long shout, but saw a willow leaf flying knife rushing towards Chu Tao like lightning. Chu Tao's clothes were flying, and the flying knife was entering his palm. I wanted to take another step, but I saw Konoha flying up, stretching his arms like wings, pulling up the eaves and heading towards the tall heavy eaves outside the courtyard.

Chu Tao raised his sleeves lightly, and the willow leaf dart brushed the hem of Konoha's clothes, drawing a sharp crack in the white middle coat.

The moment Konoha hesitated, Chu Tao's Dragon Shadow Sword had been pressed up tightly, "chasing the wind and chasing the feathers", this lightness was incomparable, and even Konoha was very surprised, and had to turn around to resist. For a while, the sword light was shining, and it exploded like lightning.

Flying, entangled, breaking free, colliding, like two geese soaring in the sky. In an instant, the sword in Chu Tao's hand seemed to erase a sword cloud, with a domineering aura that engulfed everything. The soaring dust and dust were all stirred into clouds by the sword light, "Flying Eclipse Sun". Konoha flew backwards to dodge, but he couldn't dodge the sharp sword light. The white clothes on his shoulders were torn, and blood burst out.

The blade of the Dragon Stygian Sword was also stained with bright blood.

Konoha staggered a few steps on the tall cornices before finally coming to a stop. The corners of his mouth were also drawn by the blade at some point, and that beautiful face was like a blood-stained white rose. The blood light proudly flaunted, accompanied by a bitter smile. It's as if it's a towel.

Chu Tao was about to give the last sword, a showdown, who expected that Konoha suddenly raised his sword, like a fierce wind rising from the ground, shaking the roof tiles and tiles into pieces of gurgling, forcing Chu Tao to retreat more than a dozen steps away in succession and still couldn't find a foothold, so he had to fall off the courtyard wall. Xie Junhe's heart tightened, wasn't this the trick that Jiang Shaoyun used to hurt Chu Tao in the Beacon Fire Ridge?

"Catch him!" shouted slogans from outside the courtyard to capture Konoha, but what about Konoha?

Against the backdrop of the night, he was like a feather fluttering, passing by with the wind and disappearing. Only the purple ylang incense that filled the courtyard confirmed that he had been here, and it was not a dream.

Chu Tao stared at the direction he was leaving, stunned for a long time, and then suddenly remembered something, and looked back to see that Xie Junhe was already standing behind him.

"It's a step late, and when I think of the theater, a place that can cover the smell of fat powder, it's still too late. It's also incredible, there can be such a killer in the world, hidden in front of everyone's eyes—why don't you report me?" Although he knew that most of Xie Junhe wanted to bring Konoha to repay the fruits of his victory, he couldn't help but be dissatisfied with his rash risk.

Xie Junhe hesitated for a moment, snorted and laughed, and retorted, "I deserve it, okay?"

"What's wrong?" Chu Tao suddenly couldn't understand where his nameless fire came from, and slapped him on the shoulder twice and sneered: "Accidentally suffered from Konoha and lost face, are you unhappy?"

"It's always been like this!" he didn't care about the three seven twenty-one, threw down a cruel word, and whistled out of the courtyard, looking extremely arrogant, clearly deliberately trying to provoke Chu Tao's unhappiness.

"Hey, don't go too far!" Chu Tao smiled bitterly more and more incomprehensibly, the one who came to save the field was ruthless but the one who was saved, this is really unreasonable. I'm used to it, and I can't expect to talk to riffraff.

A short middle-aged man was thrown at Chu Tao's feet by Wang Hong, crying and begging for mercy: "Master Chu, it's none of my business, Master Chu!"

"How?"

"Our troupe walks the streets and alleys every day and only sings, and many of the people hired are also temporarily called. A few days ago, I saw this young man at the dock who looked handsome, could sing a few words, and was honest and honest, so he ...... I didn't think much of it! I didn't think he'd be a killer!"

Seeing that the troupe owner was trembling in shock, Chu Tao smiled and bowed down to help him up, and said a few words of relief, so that he didn't have to worry about it.

Turning around, Wang Hong asked about the origin of Konoha, and then turned to Jun He and said, "Don't stretch your ugly face, tomorrow, you will also go to the dock to ask." ”

But Xie Junhe has a more important question entrenched in his heart, and once it comes to mind, it cannot be eliminated. He really wanted to yell at Chu Tao: "That's right, Lao Tzu has never been happy in ten years!" The viper-like purple ylang rui incense exposed the deepest fear in his heart, making him tremble incessantly: Su Su, the pipa girl in the depths of the wine alley in the past, is now safe?

"Jun and brother, save me! Jun and brother!" a distant and poignant call came from across time and space. When I closed my eyes, I could only see the woman in the wine alley who was still holding a pipa and half-covering her face, a plain-faced beauty, bowing her head timidly and smiling beautifully in sadness.

A palm rested lightly on his shoulder. Turning back, the familiar gaze was a little soft in firmness, and it was falling on his heart, and the resentment softened half in the blink of an eye. Chu Tao caught up with him, but didn't say anything, just followed him silently, always maintaining a half-step distance from him. The moonlight outside the courtyard is cool, and the scenes in the wine alley are faintly reflected in the bottom of my heart, sandwiched by the spring cold, and sandwiched with deep regret.

He tried to speak, but finally held back.

Chu Tao shook his head lightly at him and smiled melodiously. It seemed to signal that he didn't have to say anything.

Two long shadows walked side by side under the moon, leaving behind a group of swordsmen in full view. What's wrong with going on quietly like this? He's been like this for the past ten years.

However, the strength on the shoulders suddenly increased. The footsteps behind him slowed down. Looking back in confusion, he was surprised to see that Chu Tao's face was already blue and gray, his lips were all gray, and there was no blood at all. Only the eyes are still shining—like the stars in the night. He turned around to help, but touched his hand that was so cold that it was almost unpopular.

"You ......" Xie Junhe was shocked.

"Silence...... Help me for a while......" He steadied himself and continued to move forward without incident.

However, with every step he took, Xie Junhe could feel the strength on his shoulders weigh a little. Frowning tightly, he couldn't bear to look at it. "Don't hold on...... This ......"

"Old wounds, it's okay......" he struggled to steady his low tone, suppressing his heavy, rapid gasps.

It's not that it's nothing, it's a big deal. It was as if the heart had fallen to the bottom. Gragging his arm, he touched his pulse, which was so chaotic that it was nothing, mixed with a tremor of pain. How could this be? His heart suddenly became a mess, and he only felt that his throat was blocked by something: "Beacon Ridge? or Konoha?"

Chu Tao only raised his eyebrows lightly: "The dart game is not far from here...... It's also stingy to help me for a while?"

"You don't have anything light or heavy!" Holding back his anger and not daring to roar, he Xie Junhe was the exclusive owner of it, how could he be snatched away by Chu Tao, who has always acted well?

The only reason for not making a noise was Konoha: maybe he was still around here, and Chu Tao must not let him or Jiang Shaoyun have a chance. Survived one street after another, and took a cautious step, usually walking for a moment and a half, and walking Xie Jun and sweating profusely.

Chu Tao said in a deep voice: "The last sword...... Do you see it clearly......? The most pinnacle of the Pear Flower Sword Sect is a trick that no one can break...... Stay out of the way next time...... His skills are less than half of Jiang Shaoyun's, but fortunately, ...... "has a much lower voice than usual, with a calm under strong pressure." Every word is like a battle. The voice that had always been able to crush the night almost tore Xie Junhe's heart.

"Don't say it, I know. He understood that Chu Tao never gave him extra reminders.

A familiar person greeted him politely, and Chu Tao's smile always insisted on his face, bowed his head, and greeted him as usual. Xie Junhe couldn't take it easy, and only buried his head deep in the haze - it seemed that people were also used to the black clouds on his face, and they didn't care at all. Maybe it was because of the darkness of the night, but no one really found out about Chu Tao's injury.

However, when he stepped into the gate of the dart game, he was nowhere to go, and in an instant, he fell like a jade mountain, and Xie Junhe couldn't support his falling body with all his strength. With violent convulsions, blood gushed out of his mouth like a spring, and in an instant it was black and purple.

Xie Junhe was stunned for a while: "Hey, don't scare me!"

No matter how he shook it, Chu Tao, who was still laughing with others as if he had nothing to do just now, had closed his eyes tightly at this moment, his face was like ashes, and he had no power to respond. The icy damp cold condensed into a deathly frost mist in his hands, sucking away the only remaining heat in his body. In a few moments, I am afraid that there will be no more life.

A white dove soared into the sky, and a white feather fluttered in the wind for a while, swirling silently, and falling in the blood, soaked in a terrible red.