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platoon, the three of us can't change it.Anyway, we still have a little patience, I want to ask, what is your relationship with Zuti? "

Ye Haoran said lightly: "Who I am is not important to you. I also want to ask a question, is his death related to you?"

Qu Xingfu said calmly: "Zu Ti's mind is too rigid, he refuses to cooperate with our Holy Sect, sooner or later he will spoil our Holy Sect's affairs, so naturally we have to get rid of him."

Ye Haoran nodded and told them happily: "I want to call him 'grandfather'."

Wei E exclaimed in surprise: "Grandfather? Impossible!"

Ye Haoran's eyes froze, and he simply handed out a sword.

The first to react was Qu Xingfu who had been hiding his secrets.The next moment he came to Ye Haoran's front left side, his right hand was stretched behind him, and his left hand was raised, like a bird pecking, towards his left ear.

Wei'e descended from the sky, without moving, and filled the place where Ye Haoran stood with a radius of several feet.

Finally, Duke Ha Yuan's heavy weapon in the rear, with astonishing strength, hit the back directly.

The opponents are indeed master-level masters, and each has unique skills, and the power is multiplied when they cooperate.

Ye Haoran nimbly tilted his whole body to the rear, and Ha Yuangong's attack from the rear was rapidly strengthening as his weapon approached.

"Chong!"

At this critical moment when life and death hang in the balance, Ye Haoran's sword slashed across in the simplest and most straightforward way.

"Pong!"

"Kanxu, Wuwang, you are..." Halfway through the words, Duke Ha Yuan died.

Qu Xingfu avoided the body thrown by Ye Haoran, and swiftly swept towards Ye Haoran from the left like a ghost, but he was blocked by this way, and he was still slow by a line.

It is this line of difference that determines Wei'e's fate.

Face to face, Ye Haoran not only forced Qu Xingfu and Wei E back, but also beheaded Ha Yuangong.

In fact, he won by a very narrow chance, as long as there were any mistakes, or the timing was wrong, he would be the one lying dead on the street now.

Fortunately, his identity and swordsmanship created a gap in their hearts that shouldn't be there, and they were able to create such a military exploit.

This time the enemy has made a comeback, and will not make the same mistake just now.

The streamers came out from Wei E's sleeves respectively, rolled from the air to his neck, and the other to his chest.

Qu Xingfu was still two steps behind her.

Ye Haoran's swordsmanship is not distinctive, but this is also his biggest characteristic.Every move and style is the most basic sword move, and there is an ethereal artistic conception in it, which is different from ordinary sword skills.

"Crack..." Wei E's streamer shattered, and with a scream, she was thrown backwards.

Ye Haoran was also staggered and retreated by the shock force of her true energy. Before he regained his energy, Qu Xingfu had already caught up with Wei E from below, and with palm shadows all over the sky, he attacked and violently attacked him. For a while, Ye Haoran could only see the tricks, retreating steadily.

"Pong!"

In the exchange of vigor, Ye Haoran's sword turned from defense to offense, taking Qu Xingfu's hand knife to the side of his neck, causing the opponent to turn around and retreat.

Before Qu Xingfu turned around, the sword arrived.

With a sound of "pa", Qu Xingfu hastily responded to the fight, sealing the Yulong Sword with both palms, Qu Xingfu let out a miserable snort, and retreated three steps.

Ye Haoran's eyes did not change, and he swept over his left shoulder again.

Qu Xingfu yelled angrily, ignored the sword that was slashing towards his left shoulder, and punched Ye Haoran in the face, using the tactic of killing both of them.

Ye Haoran decisively pulled his sword back, and under the traction of Qi, Qu Xingfu rushed forward.

"Crack!" The tip of the sword pierced towards Qu Xingfu at an astonishing speed, hitting his chest.

Blood overflowed from the corner of Ye Haoran's mouth, and he receded horizontally. He was no longer usually calm and calm, and couldn't stop panting.

Suddenly there was a strong wind around, Ye Haoran spat out a small mouthful of blood, and looked up at the sky. "Fate... can't be changed? I don't believe it."

The white cat said heavily: "Actually, it is possible, but the historical process must not be modified, otherwise the world will collapse. It rejects you because you have affected history."

Ye Haoran didn't take it seriously at all, and asked coldly: "I'm in the way of love, and it's going to try its best to stop me?"

Every time the relationship between him and Liu Yu takes a step forward, there seems to be some surprises.This can no longer be described as a coincidence.Feelings, what he is facing is the malice of this world?

The white cat said embarrassingly: "I didn't expect this to happen. Whoever said you were here, Liu Yu didn't even think about being emperor. We have to leave this node immediately. If we don't leave, it will not be as simple as leading the assassination. You Maybe you will be so unlucky...you will be killed by Donglei after walking a few steps!"

"Go..." Ye Haoran nodded, he could only accept the various unreliability of the white cat.

Yan Fei was still sitting on the shore with Liu Yu, and couldn't find any words to comfort Liu Yu.

Liu Yu stared straight at the opposite bank, his eyes were empty, Yan Fei was sure that he turned a blind eye to everything, Liu Yu was like a soulless body now.

Yan Fei understands Liu Yu's feelings, because he has also experienced the pain.And Liu Yu's experience was even more unbearable than him.

At any rate, he still knew the whereabouts of Ji Qianqian's life and death, but Ye Haoran was missing, leaving only three corpses and a heart pendant.

Liu Yu let out a sigh of relief, although he was still expressionless, at least his eyes recovered a little, and he said dejectedly: "I'm fine!"

Yan Fei still didn't know how to respond.He even regretted listening to Ye Haoran and taking Liu Yu away.But at that time, he seemed to have no way to think too much, and subconsciously took Liu Yu away.

Liu Yu looked at him and said, "I'm really fine!"

Yan Fei would rather he cry bitterly than to suppress the sadness and keep it secret in his heart.

Liu Yu let out another breath slowly, and said in a deep voice: "I won't admit defeat, well, what are you worried about? Haoran said that he will return to my side one day. I just wait gone."

For some reason, Yan Fei felt a chill in his heart, not because of the content of Liu Yu's words, but because of the way he spoke, every word seemed to be spoken with all his strength.

Yan Fei sighed: "Do you feel that God is unfair to you? God is sometimes too much. I understand how you feel."

Liu Yu glanced at him gratefully, took a deep breath, and said: "Since the great victory in Feishui, bad luck has haunted us like a ghost, Bianhuangji fell for the first time; Miss Qianqian was taken captive to the north; An The successive passing away of Gong and Xuan Shuai; the division of Beifu soldiers; the gain and loss of Bianhuangji...all are so helpless. But it also forces us to embark on a road of war with no other choice. We must carry on until our last breath."

Yan Fei was speechless, deeply feeling the bitterness and desolation behind Liu Yu's words "until he exhales his last breath".

Seeing his friends who had been through difficult life and death with him, gradually grow up under the torment of suffering, his feelings are extremely complicated, because he understands that Liu Yu has paid the price for this.

Liu Yu has nothing, so he has no fear, what he can strive for is to move towards the ultimate goal.Live well, waiting for the moment of reunion that Ye Haoran said, even if it is possible to wait for it in one's lifetime.

Yan Fei comforted: "Don't be so pessimistic, the most urgent thing is to regain the border wasteland and turn the situation around. You are still the head coach of the wasteland, you must cheer up."

Liu Yu's eyes began to focus, and he said calmly: "The future battle to restore the border and wasteland will not be easy. Our opponents are not only Nie Tianhuan, Yao Chang, He Lianbo, but also Murong Chui who still has the upper hand. Murong Chui We will never allow Bianhuangji to fall into our hands again. This is not only a matter of strategic arrangement, but also a matter of face, he wants to prove to Qianqian that you, Yan Fei, are not as good as him."

Yan Fei was relieved, knowing that Liu Yu was not afraid of difficulties, but regained his fighting spirit and was willing to face the terrible reality.

Liu Yu sighed and said, "Xuanshuai really thinks highly of me, Liu Yu. If I guessed correctly, the warships of the Lianghu Gang will gather at Chaohu Lake. As long as they go north to the Huai River and go down the river, they can attack us in the bride's place in two days." The base of the river, once the bride river is captured, will cut off all our connections with the south, and even if Kong Jing is willing to help, it will not be effective. This matter must be resolved first, otherwise we will become an isolated and defeated army."

Yan Fei really didn't understand how Liu Yu did it. He quickly escaped from the misery and despair, turned back into a barren and shrewd coach, and calmly analyzed the current situation.

Liu Yu patted Yan Fei on the shoulder and said calmly: "Please use your peerless body skills to rush back to Bride River at full speed. As long as you inform Lao Tu of the current situation, he will come up with the best combat strategy."

Yan Fei asked concerned: "What about your brother?"

Liu Yu replied casually: "I will use my housekeeping skills to track down the army that Huan Xuan appeared here, and find out their reality. When I grasp the point where they cross the river, I will rush back to you Report, I hope that our troops will be ready to attack the enemy head-on."

Yan Fei also patted him on the shoulder and left.

After Yan Fei left, Liu Yu collapsed and sat down in the grass, burying his face in his hands.

Uncontrollable grief and hatred arose in his heart, could this be God's punishment for him?

Only the strong can decide their own destiny.

Thinking of this, his heart was stabbed like a prick, and he was mad with resentment.

But he must restrain himself, he insists on acting alone, it is he who wants to have time alone, so that he has the space and time to recover, at least the surface of calm, although he knows that he will never recover from this blow undisturbed.

Everything had to go on, and he had to go on, and he was sure he would go mad if he didn't do anything.Now, the more dangerous things he wants to do, the only way to make him feel alive is to wander between life and death.