The villain is whitewashed: the heroine regrets it

Seeing that Long Yuanzhao left his brother and ran away alone, Lan Bing cried and shouted: "Long Yuanzhao, go back and save my brother! Are you going to be a coward?"

Long Yuanzhao gritted his teeth and continued to flee forward. He explained: "Bing'er, we are only going back to die now!"

Upon hearing this, Lan Bing scolded: "Nonsense, how do you know you're not an opponent if you haven't been beaten before? Long Yuanzhao, you are just making excuses for your cowardly behavior."

She stared straight at Long Yuanzhao, a clear tear slid down her cheek, "I'll ask you one last time, are you going or not?"

Long Yuanzhao didn't dare to look at Lan Bing, with cold eyes, he turned his face and said: "Now the God Slayer is still there, we can't go back!"

Lan Bing raised his palm and slapped Long Yuanzhao hard, "Bah! I really fell in love with a coward like you because I was so scared. If you don't go, I will save my brother by myself."

Long Yuanzhao panicked when he saw Lan Bing turned around and was about to leave, he firmly grabbed Lan Bing's sleeve: "You can't go, the godslayer will kill you."

"Hmph, Long Yuanzhao, do you think everyone is as afraid of death as you are? Stay away from me, you coward, I feel disgusted when I see you."

Seeing that Lan Bing insisted on leaving, Long Yuanzhao hit her on the back of the neck with a knife in an emergency, knocking her unconscious. He picked up Lan Bing's body and said guiltily: "Bing'er, I'm sorry I can't just watch Let you go to die."

Afterwards, Lan Bi died in the hands of the godslayer, and Lan Bing was unable to save his brother because he was knocked unconscious by Long Yuanzhao at the last moment. He hated Long Yuanzhao. Yuan Zhao, Lan Bing would always call him a 'coward' in a contemptuous tone!
Although we haven't seen each other for many years, Long Yuanzhao knows that Lan Bing must still hate him, but he doesn't regret the decision that day, sometimes it's not shameful to back down, being angry at the crown and knowingly doing it are two different things, A true warrior is one who can remain calm and stay calm in the face of extreme anger, so that he can make accurate judgments.

On the next day, Long Yuanzhao was afraid that his father would talk about it again, so he came to the teacher's gate to practice swords early, but he always thought that Lan Bing was irritated, and his ingenious swordsmanship was full of flaws.

This scene happened to be seen by a passing sword fairy, who couldn't help but shook his head and said, "Yuan Zhao, your sword intent is all messed up, why do you practice?"

Long Yuanzhao turned around and saw the approaching master, he quickly retracted Xue Yue and said in fear: "Master, you are here!"

The Sword Immortal said with displeasure: "Why are you absent-minded about practicing sword today? Is it because of the girl from the Lan family? I heard that she is coming back today."

"I..." Long Yuanzhao didn't know how to answer for a while.

Seeing his hesitant look, Jianxian was even angrier, "If you want to pick her up, would I force you to stay? What does it look like to be hesitant here? I'll give you a day off to pick up girl Lan Come on, tell me well when you come back, what sword moves she has learned in the Burning Moon Sect!"

After Jianxiu said this sentence, he didn't give Long Yuanzhao a chance to defend himself, he shook his sleeves and walked away.

Long Yuanzhao froze in place, as if people all over the world were pushing him to meet Lan Bing, he closed his eyes and thought for a long time, and felt that it was time for him to talk about this matter with Lan Bing thoroughly.

So he bit the bullet and came to the city gate to meet Lan Bing. When he arrived, he found that the outside of the city was already full of people. Then he saw the second son of the Zhang family, the young master of the Chen family, and Zhu Wu, the young patriarch of the Sixiang sect. Each of these people was much stronger than him.

Long Yuanzhao lowered his head and held the Xueyue Sword, feeling even more inferior. He quietly backed away, to a place that was not eye-catching among the crowd.

The second son of the Zhang family glanced at everyone with contempt and said: "Lan Bing is the woman I like. If any of you dare to fight me, I will break his legs and scratch his face."

Many people present showed expressions of fear when they heard this threat. As the young master of Tianji Longji, Long Yuanzhao was naturally not afraid of Second Young Master Zhang, but he asked himself that he was indeed no match for Second Young Master Zhang.

Zhu Wu pushed everyone away and came in front of Second Young Master Zhang, and said tit for tat: "You said that Lan Bing is your woman or your woman? I still have to fight with you today. I am not afraid of your Zhang family if others are afraid of you. "

Second Young Master Zhang heard that Zhu Wu deliberately dismantled his platform, he sternly shouted: "Zhu Wu, you really want to fight against me, don't you?"

Zhu Wu sneered, "So what if it is? So what if it's not?"

Second Young Master Zhang gritted his teeth, his eyes were cloudy and cloudy. If others dared to talk to him like this, they would have died seven or eight times already, but the strength of the Four Elephant Sect was comparable to his own Zhang Family, Second Young Master Zhang dared not take it lightly. hands on.

When the two confronted each other, Lan Bing rode into the city on a steed, followed by several senior brothers of the Burning Moon Sect.

After three years, Long Yuanzhao saw Lan Bing again and found that she was more beautiful than before. Her snow-white and delicate skin shone like beautiful jade, her slender neck was more elegant than a swan, and her face was as gorgeous as a peach blossom but austere. Like frost and snow, under the curved willow-leaf eyebrows is a pair of cold, clear eyes, revealing a compelling heroic spirit.

She is tall and well-proportioned, and she is really indescribably heroic on a steed now.

Before everyone could shout to welcome Lan Bing, Yin Huahao, the senior brother of the Burning Moon Sect who was following her, rode his horse and stood side by side with her. He glanced at the crowd and said dissatisfiedly: "Junior Sister, are these monks from your hometown? The strength is really bad."

As soon as his words came out, all the monks present were enraged. Second Young Master Zhang gritted his teeth and said, "The kid from there, how dare you act wildly in our Longzhou City?"

"That kid seems to belong to the Burning Moon Sect."

"Huh, the Burning Moon Sect is amazing? We have Patriarch Long and Senior Sword Immortal in Longzhou City, even if he is the head of the sect, he would not dare to be so presumptuous."

Yin Huahao thought that he was a disciple of the Martial Sect, and he regarded the monks in Longzhou City in front of him as country bumpkins, and his tone became more and more complacent, "Oh! It's fortunate that you chose to come to our Burning Moon Sect to practice three years ago, little junior sister, otherwise I'm afraid you will become a peaceful They're just as trash."

Lan Bing couldn't help frowning when he heard that Yin Huahao despised his hometown people so much, the young master of the Four Elephants Sect shouted angrily: "Where do those bastards dare to come to our land to act wildly?"

When Yin Huahao heard that someone dared to talk back, his eyes sharpened, and he slashed at Zhu Wu with a sword. The speed of his sword was so fast that before everyone saw the shadow of the sword, Zhu Wu screamed and fell to the ground. A long wound was cut on his chest by the sword energy, and blood trickled out.

Seeing Yin Huahao's strength and his ability to kill Zhu Wu with one move, everyone was so frightened that they didn't dare to break out in sweat. Yin Huahao retracted his sword and spat out four words contemptuously: "Frog at the bottom of the well!"