I still remember the king's heart

It would be a lie to say that there is no emotion at all, people's hearts are full of flesh, but she watched Su Ming hold Hua Ying tightly, and a trace of sadness flashed quietly in her eyes.

"Why don't you give up Hanguang?"

Su Ming was startled, looked at Han Guang's unpretentious scabbard, and said in a low voice, "I just don't think I should give it up."

This answer made Sang Yu purse the corners of her lips tightly, tears filled her eyes, she turned around and held a sword in front of her, she was the one who protected her in the past, but this time she would trade her flesh and blood for her to be safe and sound.

There are horseshoes in the valley in the distance, and the sky is cloudy and cloudy. The rain does not know when it will be heavy, and Yue Xinyao faintly reveals a smile on his lips.

"It seems that your time of death has come"

The man's face turned ugly instantly, he gritted his teeth: "Yue Xinyao, don't be too happy!"

"Brother Li, it's kind of rude not to call us for such a happy and good deed as killing everyone in the martial arts world and winning the ancient sword Hanguang."

The person came in black clothes, and behind him were people of the same color as him. Yue Xinyao's heart sank to the bottom, but her face remained calm, and she quietly retreated to Sang Yu's side.

"I'll grab a few horses later, you and Suming will go first"

Both Huaying and Sangyu were wounded, and she was the only one who could stay broken.

"No, let's go together." Sang Yu's usually gentle voice had a hint of firmness.

Yue Xinyao pursed her lips into a smile, said nothing, and clenched the long sword in her hand, ready to strike at any time.

Sang Yu, your greatest strength and also your greatest weakness is your kindness. If you could be more ruthless to me, maybe I have already given up on you, and now I can only get deeper and deeper.

"It's from the Valley of the Evil." Sang Yu's pupils shrank slightly, the rain dripped down her hair, and she didn't dare to raise her hand to wipe it when it flowed into her eyes. In front of these real masters, she couldn't slack off in the slightest, otherwise she would be decapitated place.

"Why do such a large group of people bully us weak girls? Isn't it against the morals of the world?"

The corners of Yue Xinyao's lips curved slightly in a sarcasm, and secretly activated her inner strength.

The man in black bunt smiled slightly, and didn't care at all, "You guys are not weak women, the ghost doctor who is famous in the world, plus the dock master of Yangzhou No. Turning his gaze to Sang Yu, a trace of astonishment flashed across his eyes, "As for this one, I am afraid that he will also become famous in the martial arts world after the First World War today."

Yue Xinyao was about to say something more, but the man's expression suddenly became stern, "Brother Li, hurry up and make a quick decision. Disciple of the Wicked Valley listen to my orders and kill!"

The man called Brother Li nodded, with a hint of sternness in his eyes, "Come on! It doesn't matter whether you live or die, those who catch the fate will be rewarded!"

Sang Yu had never seriously observed Yue Xinyao's confrontation with the enemy. Only now did she realize that Wanhuagu's martial arts are profound and profound, and the complexity is simplified. Almost all the sword moves are repeated piercing and picking, without any fancy movements, aiming to use the least amount of internal force Unleash your maximum attack.

Hua Ying also rushed forward, swinging the long sword freely in her hand, not letting her have a chance to penetrate her defense. Sang Yu knew that she was too weak to cause trouble, but just solved a few from time to time and rushed in front of her hello.

The torrential rain poured down, and the downpour drenched everyone, and the raindrops even hit the face with slight pain.

I don't know when this heavy rain will be heavy, and this killing will never stop.

The rain under the feet mixed with blood mixed into a faint crimson color, everyone was covered with paint to some extent, Yue Xinyao was the most injured, the black skirt was so stained that she couldn't see the color, and the hand holding the sword kept dripping. blood, blooming gorgeous flowers at the feet.

The encirclement became smaller and smaller, and gravel rolled down at his feet. Sang Yu glanced back and closed his eyes slightly. It was a cliff, and the mountains were shrouded in clouds and mist, and the bottom could not be seen.

Yue Xinyao shook her head, wiped away the rain that blurred her vision, gritted her teeth to regain her sanity, and neatly drew a sword flower, still standing in front of her, with the point of the sword pointing directly at the opposite side.

Obviously she is also a woman, tall and thin from the back, but she has the aura of being a man who is in charge of everyone.

The attack on the other side suddenly stopped, there was a moment of commotion, and then I saw the man in black bunt whispering a few words to the left and right, and making eye contact with each other.

Yue Xinyao clenched the sword in her hand, knowing that it was time to fight to the death, the next moment she preemptively struck the man, brushed past the crowd with her toes, and went straight to the man.

Fighting hand to hand, the man blocked her blow, raised his sharp knife, avoided her sword, and slashed straight at her ribs, shouting angrily: "Brother Li, what are you waiting for?!"

In a blink of an eye, Huayi also exchanged hands with the man surnamed Li, and Su Ming also picked up a dagger from the ground, and slightly sideways to block Sang Yu, although he was silent but with a certain tenderness.

Although she didn't know why she did this, but somehow she felt pain in her heart when she was hurt, maybe it was a face that was very similar to the master's.

Sang Yu's eyes became hot, and he took a step forward to block her. The long sword in his hand swept down a cold arrow, and his originally gentle eyebrows and eyes gradually became tainted with a murderous look.

"Master, be careful!" Seeing a cold arrow piercing the rain curtain and shooting at her, and it was too late for Huaying to dodge, Su Ming pushed her away, and the tip of the arrow barely brushed past her shoulder, making Huaying I broke out in a cold sweat.

She pushed Su Ming back again, "Qingqing swordsmanship is really a waste of teaching you, can you be a bit promising, even ordinary people who don't know martial arts don't think so well!"

Sang Yu was also very frightened, her hands and feet were cold, her throat felt tight, and her chest hurt again. She bit her lower lip tightly to force back the fishy sweetness that came up.

Although Yue Xinyao was fighting hard, half of her attention was still on her. The man in black slashed at the ground again. She didn't notice that the tiger's mouth was numb from the shock. Right in his arms.

Falsely slashing at her ribs with a knife, he secretly took a breath of true energy, and when he turned around, he slapped her chest with his palm.

Yue Xinyao's eyes darkened, and the severe pain made her unable to hold the long sword in her hand any longer. She staggered, and could no longer restrain the surging blood, gushing out, and knelt on the ground.

The puddles of water under her feet were all blood red, "Xinyao!" Sang Yu supported her precarious body, her eyes were flushed, "You..."

Yue Xinyao raised her head and showed a weak smile, then stood up while shaking her hand, "It's okay, you... go to the back"

"Brother Li" the man in black winked at him, the man nodded and waved his hand.

Rows of crossbows were set up, and the cold arrow clusters were aimed at them, "This is a special magic crossbow made by Tangmen this year. It was specially made by the imperial court to resist foreign invasion. It is cheaper for you to try arrows."

The arrow shaft is as thick as a thumb, and the tip of the arrow is cut into a triangle. When the groove in the middle penetrates the flesh, it can stay in the flesh. bloodletting.

There were horseshoes in the distance, which gradually turned into the sound of thunder. Yue Xinyao covered her lips with her hand and whistled. A bright color rushed towards him in the rainy night. It was chasing the wind. Her eyes lit up and she went to meet her The men wrestle together.

Hua Ying also saw that touch of whiteness, gritted her teeth and forced a breath of true energy, and rushed out, breaking a gap.

"Shoot the arrows!" The most taboo among martial arts practitioners is to fight desperately. These two people only focus on attacking but not defending, which made him feel chills in his heart, and he waved his hands decisively.

"Flying Snow Shocks the Flock!"

"Thousands of Flowers Eat Shadows!"

The two of them unleashed ultimate moves at the same time, their eyes were bloodshot, and they were fighting with their lives.

"master!"

The five-year-old man reached out and quietly covered the last crossbow trigger, shouted at Su Ming, pushed Sang Yu away and rushed towards Huaying.

Sang Yu staggered because she was caught off guard and suddenly pushed her feet. From time to time, there were gravels at her feet that fell into the abyss.

Just at the very moment, she moved with her heart, tapped her toes lightly and used the mental technique Su Ming had taught her, and flew in front of them in an instant.

Closing her eyes and opening her arms, severe pain swept through her body. At the same time, Hua Yi rolled over while holding onto her life, dodging the other two arrows.

All internal organs began to colic, her body seemed to be suspended in mid-air, Sang Yu smiled slightly, turned her head to look at the safe and sound life, her eyes were full of tenderness, her thin lips parted slightly, and slowly spit out two words.

She didn't hear clearly after a while, and when she was about to go forward to pull her, the woman took a step back slightly because of her strength, the ribbon of her hair was blown away by the strong wind, the black hair scattered, and it was fixed at She takes one last look at her.

There seems to be nothing, the nostalgia that wants to talk about it.

"Sang Yu!" There were two wailing sounds from the heaven and the earth at the same time, Su Ming only felt the pain of having a piece of her heart gouged out, and she couldn't help but her eyes were red from the pain, and she stumbled towards the edge of the cliff.

Hua Ying grabbed her tightly, "Su Ming, hurry up, the rescuers are here"

Tears blurred her vision, and she couldn't see anything clearly, only the last time she looked at her just now and that faint smile lingered in her mind for a long time.

In a trance, she touched something from the ground and held it firmly in her hand. When she was pulled up from the ground by Hua Yin, a dark blue shadow flashed by her side, and she didn't know anything after that .

She couldn't feel any pain in her body, and she didn't know if the blood had dried up. Sang Yu slowly closed her eyes, feeling the strong wind blowing through her hair, but there was a relieved smile on her lips.

She didn't hear the last two words whether she loved you or took care of you. I used to think that I liked you because you could make me feel at ease. Even though it was deserted, I could always feel the gentle arc under your mask.

Or the clear lines on your palm, which gently ironed my skin on that rainy night.

Or the cinnabar flickering between your brows, you have stepped on the moon and amazed my years.

Or with a low eyebrow and a slight smile, the fireworks of the flourishing age that were lit for me.

Or your every move, every frown and smile, has made me linger in my dreams. In the end, this little bit of love finally merged into a vast ocean, thick and deep. You never spoke and I never spoke.

And I finally know that the last two words I want to say to you are actually: Goodbye.

The author has something to say:

When you are in a good mood, you can drink water to get drunk, and when you are in a bad mood, you can drink a thousand cups. I hope everyone can meet someone like the head of Yue Yue. Good night, okay.