The leader is being killed every day

Clean up?Ji Wuxiu said he wanted to clean up the two!

Can it really be cleared up? Kindness and resentment, love and hatred, and things that are constantly being dealt with and messed up. He wants to clear up, how is it possible?

"No matter what, I won't let you touch him today!" Mu Hanqing actually pulled out Lingyun Broken Sword, and flung Ji Wuxiu's folding fan away at a speed that no one could see.

Mu Hanqing, in your heart, I am indeed not as good as your childhood sweetheart!Heh, it's not as good as it is, I don't care too much, Su Yixuan's enmity is today, let it end!

"Mu Hanqing, you said I forced you, well, I will force you today, Feng Miao and I, you can only choose one!" Ji Wuxiu held the folding fan, with his hands hanging by his side, his eyes full of infusion. The folding fan of Nei Li was not wet, but the rainwater flowing down from it made a small hole in the ground.The rain fell, splashing muddy water, hitting the corner of the clothes, blooming into faint flowers.

Mu Hanqing held the hilt of the sword very hard, his knuckles turned white, his face was bloodless, and his wet clothes stuck to his body, making him look a little pitiful.However, Ji Wuxiu knew that Mu Hanqing never needed a poor person.

"Even if what you said is the truth, can't you compromise for my sake?" The Ji Wuxiu he knew was kind, but he also had a stubborn temper. He felt that he already knew the answer but he was still dying. some.

"Compromise? Impossible!" Ji Wuxiu raised his hand slowly, "It seems that you chose Feng Miao, that's good, that's good, we'll make a clean break, and neither owe each other anything!" After the sound fell, Ji Wuxiu's folding fan As soon as he opened it, he left his hand, and walked around Mu Hanqing towards Feng Miao who was behind him.

Seeing this, Feng Miao immediately drew out his sword to block, but he himself was seriously injured and couldn't resist Ji Wuxiu's strength. Although he blocked a fan, he was still injured by the internal force and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Ji Wuxiu, you said you want to break it in two, but I want to see how you want to break it!" Mu Hanqing picked up the broken sword in his hand, and bounced the folding fan back into Ji Wuxiu's hand.

It was Feng Miao that Ji Wuxiu wanted to kill, but he was extremely disappointed with Mu Hanqing. Both of them were furious. Even Mu Hanqing, who never showed his true emotions, didn't care at this time, and felt that he didn't want to fight with Ji Wuxiu. A life and death will not give up.

Perhaps the two of them had wanted to fight like this for a long time, but they didn't find the right opportunity. One is the lord of the Lingxiao Palace and the other is the leader of the Devil's Cult. When two tigers fight each other, they will either lose or lose.

It's just that this timing is not a good timing.

Although he was fighting with Mu Hanqing, but Ji Wuxiu's moves were all aimed at Feng Miao, but Mu Hanqing's obstruction made Ji Wuxiu repeatedly fail, and then he simply dealt with Mu Hanqing first and then went to kill Feng Miao. Feng Miao, anyway, he couldn't leave this time.

Both of them will be big names who are famous in the world, and it will be very exciting to fight against each other. Although the weather is not suitable for watching the battle, they can't help but think about it.From this point of view, there will never be too many mistakes.

Ji Wuxiu, who became famous at a young age, and Mu Hanqing, who is unknown in the world but whose strength cannot be underestimated, two people who should be on opposite sides, but they came together unknowingly.

This is the so-called love and kill each other?

The martial arts of the two people are really about to reach the pinnacle, and bystanders can see that the two of them are fighting with each other without leaving any room.

If you want to win, you both want to, it seems that winning is right, and the winner has reason to blame the loser.

The two of them had gone through nearly a thousand moves, and it was only when their advantages showed up. Mu Hanqing was a little bit struggling, and he couldn't tell the winner in a short time, but it would not work after a long time. Ji Wuxiu was clearly in the advantage.

Feng Miao also saw that the palace master of his family was not far away from losing, and shouted at the two people who were fighting on the ground and flying in the air: "Stop fighting! Yun Shi and the others entered Peach Blossom Valley... Er ..."

Just as Feng Miao uttered the first sentence, Ji Wuxiu hit Mu Hanqing's chest with a palm, knocking him down from the air, his body fell heavily to the ground, and high muddy water splashed all over his body.And Feng Miao, watching Mu Hanqing fall to the ground, wanted to go to help him, but was caught off guard by a long sword piercing his heart.

Just like Su Yixuan did back then, except this time Feng Miao was stabbed from behind.

The hilt is in Yang Xiao's hand.

When he heard Ji Wuxiu's words, he understood that Su Yixuan was killed by Feng Miao.So, Feng Miao, pay for your life!

Mu Hanqing suddenly stopped listening to Feng Miao's words. He looked up, only to see Feng Miao kneeling slowly, and overlapping figures appeared in Mu Hanqing's sight as he knelt down.

The words stuck in his throat were not spoken, the blood dripping from the corner of Feng Miao's mouth was washed away by the rain, and the originally bright red sword tip was washed clean in an instant, but the blood dripping down with the rain was still talking This fact of being pierced by a sword.

"Feng Miao!" Mu Hanqing quickly got up from the ground and ran towards Feng Miao. Seeing this, Yang Xiao drew out his sword and looked at Feng Miao coldly.

It's just that Feng Miao didn't look back, all he looked at was Mu Hanqing.

He was seriously injured, but now he was pierced by this sword, how could he still survive.But the only thing he can't worry about is Mu Hanqing. He thought that without Ji Wuxiu, Mu Hanqing would be able to look at him more, or could walk with him all the time, but now, he is leaving him.

"Feng Miao, Feng Miao..." Mu Hanqing and Feng Miao knelt face to face, holding his shoulders with both hands to prevent him from falling over.Mu Hanqing was nervous. He didn't have feelings for Feng Miao, but this kind of feeling was limited to family affection. They grew up together. Apart from his parents, Feng Miao could be regarded as his only relative. But now, the only one Dear, are you going to die too?

"Palace Master, don't blame yourself for me. I don't need you to protect me. I was born to protect you, but this time, I'm afraid I have to take a step ahead and I won't be able to protect you. In the future, I must be more careful..." The entire weight of Feng Miao's body seemed to be on Mu Hanqing's hands. He looked up at Mu Hanqing, raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "I have no other extravagant wishes. I just hope that before I die, If the palace lord can give me a hug, then I will die without any regrets..."

Ji Wuxiu stood in the rain, quietly, although the sound of the rain was loud, but he could hear Feng Miao's words clearly, he clenched his fists, he didn't know what it was like, even if Feng Miao was a dying person He also didn't want Mu Hanqing to hug him, it seemed that if he hugged him, Ji Wuxiu would hate that hug and those hands!

Feng Miao was very relieved, at least he died, and Mu Hanqing would still be sad. At this time, Mu Hanqing and Feng Miao could feel his hands trembling, and after being injured, his lips became bloodless. His eyes were a little red, but he pursed his lips and didn't say a word.

"Ji Wuxiu is right. This is what I owe. If you pay it back, just pay it back. From now on, you have to be good, and Lingxiao Palace should also be good. Be careful when you are in the cloud, be careful..." Feng Miao could only Mu Hanqing turned his head slightly from an angle that he could see clearly, and Mu Hanqing suddenly pressed his head on his shoulder. After all, he couldn't hug Feng Miao once in such a posture. He regarded him as a brother, until now , remains unchanged.

Ji Wuxiu's tightly clenched hands suddenly loosened, and Feng Miao's gaze finally passed Mu Hanqing to look at Ji Wuxiu. At this time, Feng Miao seemed to have let go of everything, and the eyes that looked at Ji Wuxiu seemed to have no hostility .

He did to Ji Wuxiu what he did to Mu Hanqing just now, which seemed to imply something.

Then, as if he had completed a major task and made a wish, he slowly closed his eyes, and a tear merged with the rain when no one could see clearly.

Yang Xiao watched Feng Miao let out her last breath coldly, then lowered her shoulders, dragged the sword back to Su Yixuan's tomb, thrust the sword into the soil fiercely, then knelt down in front of the tomb, and murmured: "Yixuan, I avenged you, rest in peace, go..."

The heavy rain kept falling, washing the soil and making the water in the creek a little muddy.

Feng Miao was still leaning on Mu Hanqing's shoulder, and Ji Wuxiu was still standing there looking at the two cuddling on the ground, silent.Time seems to stand still, except for the rain that is still beating the land, stinging people's hearts, except for the eastward flow, which can't take away any troubles and sorrows, except for the beating or dead heart, everything is still moveable.

No one breaks the stillness.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed to be numb, Mu Hanqing blinked, moved his hands, finally let Feng Miao go, and hugged him, Feng Miao had hugged him like this before, he knew, this, Even if it is what he can give him in the end!

Mu Hanqing hugged Feng Miao, and walked towards Ji Wuxiu step by step. He wanted to walk away, but his feet seemed to be rooted, and he couldn't move an inch. Just like that, he looked at Mu Hanqing and approached him.

There is only Feng Miao between the two of them, but in fact, it seems that there is a whole world separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

The bystanders have been watching, even if they want to intervene, they can't intervene. After all, these grievances will be resolved sooner or later. The earlier, the sooner they will be relieved.

Mu Hanqing looked down at Feng Miao, then raised his head, the rain beat Mu Hanqing's eyes so hard that he had to blink, and it was the same if he continued, the two looked into each other's eyes, unable to see what the other was thinking.

The smell of earth is fragrant, but it is not as fragrant as the cold fragrance on Mu Hanqing's body.

"I..." Ji Wuxiu didn't know how to face Mu Hanqing. He wanted to kill Feng Miao, because Feng Miao killed Su Yixuan, but he never thought about how he would do it when the result really came. Facing this person, he said that he would make a clean break, and he would not owe each other. In the end, he felt that he could not do it.

But his pride, his identity, did not allow him to bow his head, and he regretted it.

"Ji Wuxiu, you saw it, we owe you nothing! We... gave it back to you!" Mu Hanqing hugged Feng Miao tightly, at such a close distance, even if the rain blocked his sight, Ji Wuxiu could still see Mu clearly. The veins on Han Qing's neck bulged, and the muscles on his face twitched a little. After he finished his few words, he turned around, his back trembled slightly, his tightly pursed lips still didn't control the blood, and a trace of it spilled out.

Ji Wuxiu, what you said is not owed, you got your wish, are you happy?

The voices in the hearts of the two people, one mocking heartache, the other bewildered.