The whole world is my enemy

The fisherman has already started to draw in the net, but how can the fish in the net escape?At most, it's nothing more than death.

The two of them spread out their thoughts, and it seemed that they had returned to the harmonious state they were in at the beginning. It's just that Yan Ge still didn't miss Gui Yin's flicker of sorrow and joy as they hugged each other softly and laughed softly. Loneliness, there is a desolate land in her heart, which she has no way to reclaim now, some things happen as they happen, and it is impossible for people to really go back to the past.

The flowers fell with a sigh, leaving only a trace of fragrance in the center of the palm.

Xiao Wangchen put his arms around his chest, raised his eyebrows and asked softly: "She has gone far, what are you still looking at?"

"She's always been here." Yan Ge lowered his eyebrows, gathered his right palm into a fist, grabbed a ray of wind, and grabbed the person passing by like the wind. "It's not that I don't want to say a lot of things, but it's that I don't have time to confess to her. From the bottom of my heart, I hope that in her eyes, I am that gentle young lady, not a cruel and indifferent killer."

"People tend to show their good sides in front of the people they like." Xiao Wangchen nodded in response, and then glanced at Yan Ge regretfully, "It's not like this between you two."

That's right, that's not the case. Many things can obviously choose another path, but in the end, I forced myself into a desperate situation. What is the reason?When he was thinking deeply, his brows were slightly frowned, and a ray of light was forced out of his eyes, with a bit of confusion in his coldness.The hand was loosened and clenched again, after all, I was still a little bit confused, could I really catch that person?Even though she is very close, she seems to be thousands of miles away, so how can I feel her presence?Covering his lips, he coughed softly, and another bloody flower appeared in his palm.

Xiao Wangchen's eyes darkened, she shook her head slightly, and said disapprovingly: "You should stop some medicines." Seeing the indifferent look on Yan Ge's face, she turned her eyes away, changed the subject, "You just let her go? Aren't you afraid that she won't come back after seeing Sangbuliu?"

"Sang Buliu is her friend." Yan Ge replied in a low voice, she knew what Gui Yin wanted, at this moment, apart from her Yan Ge, Gui Yin also needed a friend who could drink with her heart.Sang Buliu, who is both an enemy and a friend, may be the most suitable candidate, otherwise, why would she go to the appointment without the slightest hesitation?

Playing a sword song and falling drunk in front of others.

The black dress wrapped her exquisite body, but there was no longer a white flower on her head.In a daze, I suddenly felt that Sang Buliu was still the same Sang Buliu back then, and she was also the one who roamed the rivers and lakes freely and carefree. At that time, who would have expected that in a year, her mentality would be so old?

Compared with Gui Yin's appearance of holding the jar and drinking heavily, wishing to get into the wine jar, Sang Buliu is very gentle, she plays with the wine glass and only takes a sip occasionally.The room is very quiet, only the crackling of candles can be heard vaguely, is there nothing to say?Or forget your words? "Are we still friends?" Sang Buliu asked slowly, and before Gui Yin could answer, he chuckled again, "I seem to have asked this question many, many times, but in fact I don't need you to answer it long ago."

Gui Yin snorted softly, and threw away another wine jar. If there was a wine jar here, she would probably immerse herself in it.What wraps is the smell of wine, and what moistens her throat is wine, and she is a drinker, a drunken lunatic, the chopsticks hit the knife, making a series of ding-dong sounds, Gui Yin smiled slowly: "Drink, By the way, tell me about what you saw and heard during your travels."

"You can only know how interesting everything is if you go out for a walk." Sang Buliu snorted softly, and said slowly, "I have been to many places and met many people. You also know that I concentrate on medicine and fragrance, and I will pay attention to them. Those are just those. I passed by a place called Dading Mountain, and there is a Haichao Temple there. Aren’t all the temples in the world the same? The guy with a thin waist Chu insisted on going in to pray to the gods and worship the Buddha. If the gods and Buddhas know, Jianghu How could it be what it is today? Let’s talk about the temple, there is a spring half a mile away from it, called ‘Shang Sheng’. The wine made from this spring water is unique in the world, but it is also the most ruthless in the world , the drinker will be poisoned." Sang Buliu said with a smile, her eyes fell on the wine jar in Guiyin's hand, as if she was drinking the poisonous wine that could poison a cow.

"Interesting." Gui Yin hooked his lips and chuckled.

Sang Buliu's smile subsided slightly, and she sighed, and replied: "Why are you still the same? You don't have any defenses at all? What if I want to kill you? Guiyin, you make me very difficult. You Knowing mine, I don't want to go to the opposite side with you." Some things cannot be avoided, and there are one after another deceptions and traps lying in front of them.

Gui Yin curled her lips, but the corners of her stiff lips couldn't pull out a smile. She wanted to indulge in the past, but why did Sang Buliu insist on tearing everything apart?Is it that once you go to the opposite side, you can't be friends, and you can't even keep a thought of the past?Blinking, Gui Yin wiped off the wine stains on the corners of her lips with her hands, and asked lazily, "Where's Chu Xiyao? Is she dead?"

"Not dead." Sang Buliu replied wearily, "Chu Xiyao indeed stole the 'Yunmeng Token', but all of this was secretly instigated, and I also got the formula from her , but what is the use of sword art without sword style? Both of us are involuntary pawns."

"Chess piece?" Gui Yin snorted softly, is it a pawn, a horse, a rook, a general, or a bishop?The person holding the piece is trapped in the game, but the chess piece in the game wants to jump out of the game, even if it is smashed to pieces, Guiyin does not believe that Sang Buliu has no such thoughts, counter-killing, killing the master, this is the only way for the chess piece to break free The road of bondage.

"Chu Yunchao's people are chasing them non-stop. The world is so big that there is really nowhere to hide. How can Chu Xiyao and I avoid those dangers? It's just that someone is secretly manipulating everything. It's just that the plan After all, it is a plan, and the situation set will change again and again, or because of the wind or grass. In our Central Plains martial arts, there have always been legends such as the Demon Cult and the Shura Field. Being demonized, such as the Shending Sect. They are said to be ruthless, but which one of our so-called Jianghu people is not ruthless? To say that they are unscrupulous, why don’t we try our best? After the battle of the Shending Sect, they have no intention of interfering in the Jianghu What happened, they came back just for revenge."

"But Chaomumen wants to use them." Guiyin sneered, "Chu Yunmu is the ruthless one. How did she, a woman with not very high martial arts skills and arrogant self, survive in this dangerous arena? Three heads and six arms' died one by one, even her compatriot brother Chu Yunchao died under her hands, let alone other people?"

Sang Buliu didn't answer, her eyes flicked out of the window, with a hint of apology in her eyes.

"You're leaving? You haven't had enough fun yet." Gui Yin raised his eyebrows and said with some regret.She doesn't want to get drunk, so no one can make her drunk, and her drunken eyes regained their clarity with a blink, and she smiled again, "It seems that you are really leaving, and I am the only one left To create that blurred and gorgeous drunken dream, there is moon, wine and knife, how can there be no poems? How can there be no dreams?" She stood up and smashed the swaying window with her palm.

"Guiyin, we are friends." Sang Buliu pressed her palms on the table, her eyes were covered with a layer of sadness, facing the fleeting figure outside the window, she fell into the chair again, Stretching out a jar of wine, she drank heavily as she did before returning to hermitage, wiped her bright red lips, closed her eyes and sighed softly, "This is the last time."

Under the cold and clear moonlight, blood bloomed on the blade.

On the quiet long street, there are only a few red lanterns fluttering in front of a few houses.

six people.

"Go straight ahead" Zeng Wuwei, "Steaming Yunmeng" Yue Ze, "Straight Hook Fisherman" Jiang Taiwang, "Xiangling Drum Se" Ren Xiangling, "Little Pengying" Zhang Hanxu.

Perhaps the word Chaomumen needs to be added in front of it.

After listening to their registration numbers, Gui Yin slightly cupped her hands, and said softly, "Gu Yin." She doesn't need those names in the world, she is just Gui Yin, just herself.

Zeng Wuwei's ultimate move is "Chong", he is like a bull, and his weapon is indeed the sharp two specially made horns; the scary thing about Yue Ze lies in his palm, the wind in his palm is like fire, and he will What if the water vapor evaporates and falls on people?It can burn the flesh and blood; Jiang Taiwang claims to be the descendant of Jiang Taigong, he uses a fishing rod, Jiang Taigong is the one who wants to take the bait, and what about him?Whether you want to or not, you have to take the bait; Ren Xiangling is a singer and a dancer, who can seduce people's minds in an instant, and at the end of the song, people disappear. This disappearance does not mean that Xiangling disappears, but the person she wants to kill Has vanished from the world; where does the heart-warming man want to go?Little Pengying is not a place of seclusion, but a place of death. Zhang Hanxu's moves are just like his nickname, very poetic, called "Shanshui Xiao Pengying".These people may be heroes who have been famous for a long time in the world, or rookies in the martial arts, but now they have the same identity, that is, they are members of the Chaomu Sect, and they are Chu Yunmu's confidantes.

What to do with a wild bull?Abruptly vanished from the point of his gathering strength.The fiery palm wind hit from the back of the neck, and the heat was so hot that it could only be cooled with hotter blood.Guiyin is a person who moves like the wind, she is not a fish, she will not take the bait no matter if it is straight or curved!I already have a goddess in my heart, so why listen to Xiangling's drums?The number of peaks in the mountains and mountains can only be left to those who are sentimental. As for Xiao Pengying, the mountains and rivers are so big, where can't they hide?The light of the knife overshadowed the moonlight, and the light of blood overwhelmed the moonlight again, deep loneliness and sorrow condensed on the tip of the knife.