[Thunderbolt] The dragon sings for Qinghua

One is unparalleled in the world, and the other is not beheading people, Shulou Longsu's eyes are full of unspeakable ridicule and cynicism.

This was also the first time that Jianzi Xianji couldn't understand what such ridicule and sneering was telling when he looked directly at his always scheming friend.

The three pinnacle swords pointed at each other, and Zilong faced the other two swords that should have stood side by side with his usual calmness.

After the exaggerated magnificence faded away, only frost was left in the eyes. Jianzi Xianji and Buddha Sword looked at each other and saw the pain and decision in each other's eyes.

Long Su still had the same smiling face, he didn't feel the pain of breaking up with his only two best friends, and he didn't feel the embarrassment and uneasiness about facing the other two peaks alone, it seemed that his elegance and calmness had long been engraved in him. flesh and blood.

Jianzi Xianji doesn't understand, why is he laughing at the world of mortals, but it's just a sword manual of mortals, although such a sword manual is a good secret book, will Long Su take it into his eyes?Will Long Su be missing?

With a slight sigh, Jianzi asked, "Why?"

Long Su looked at the tangled and struggling people, and when he broke up like this, a gleam of joy actually slipped through his heart.

why?This is a good question, but it's a pity that he can't answer, so he just looked at Jianzi Xianji silently with his half-smile face.

"Long Su, I'm very disappointed." The heavy and solemn voice was full of disappointment and anger. Disappointment and his friend's depravity, and even more anger at his friend's betrayal.

"Buddha sword..." Long Su chuckled again. Such a Buddhist who takes the rise and fall of the world as his own responsibility at any time will become a close friend he agrees with. It's a pity that he can only go so far in the end.

"Aren't you going to do it? If you don't do it, I'm going to leave."

Looking at the unrepentant Long Su, the Buddhist sword that had never been really angry for hundreds of years now opened Shura's eyes angrily, and Folei Zhanye pointed at Long Su's vitals.

Looking at the Buddha certificate that was stabbing straight at him, Long Su found that his heart suddenly lost his joy and anger. The compassionate Buddha turned into an angry King Kong. The killing intent in the sword made Long Su understand that the Buddha sword really wanted to kill him. .

A flash of light flashed in Anjin's eyes, and Zilong accurately pressed the killing sword in front of his neck.

"It's really ruthless..." Looking at Fo Jian's condensed and angry eyes, Long Su smiled leisurely, and there was a coldness that Fo Jian loathed hidden in his nonchalant teasing.

The silent Buddha did not slow down his sword, and made several moves in a row without leaving any room. If this person died, there would be one less person who makes trouble in this world, and he would have no sorrow or pain for him.

Both are at the top, the Buddhist sword doesn't leave much room, and Longsu doesn't give way too much, but they are mostly defensive.

I don't know that after killing his best friend with his own hands, will this Buddhist who has stepped into the infinity and never regretted it in retrospect?Thinking about it this way, Zilong in Longsu's hand was actually a beat slower...

Then...then, bright and eye-catching blood red sprayed out, and some even splashed on the holy and compassionate face of the Buddhist sword, adding a bit of Shura's color to him.

Looking fixedly at Long Su, his handsome and graceful cheeks still had dimples, as if the person who was stabbed in the chest was not him.

When the Buddha slipped into Long Su's body, it was the first time that the Buddha sword could clearly hear the sound of flesh and blood rubbing against the Buddha slip, as well as the sound of blood bursting.

Long Su's blood was far warmer than his own, a drop of blood was splashing on the corner of his lips, and he could taste the taste of blood just by sipping it lightly.

"My blood, may it extinguish the fire in your heart?" Slowly, Long Su took two steps back, and the Buddha's certificate left his body during his retreat. Without the obstruction of the Buddha's certificate, Long Su's chest The blood flowed more joyfully, and the deeper curvature of Long Su's mouth matched it.

Holding the Buddha's ultimatum tightly, the Buddha sword did not go any further, the sound of tick-tock was infinitely amplified in his ears, and the angry King Kong did not know when it was mixed with a few strands of sadness.

Fojian, what are you mourning?There was more mockery in Long Su's heart, to this point, no matter what, he no longer had the desire to investigate further, because the betrayal was already doomed.

Long Su's frozen gaze skipped over the Buddha sword and landed on Jianzi Xianji, who had never moved and only watched from the sidelines. Unsurprisingly, it was still that kind of complicated and incomprehensible gaze.

"Don't kill each other?" The thin lips parted lightly, and it was another provocative sentence that was neither salty nor light.

Gu Chen slashed selflessly, Jian Zi's eyes wandered to the place where Long Su's chest was still bleeding, would the Gu Chen in his hand be pierced into this man's body like the Buddha sword's Buddha certificate?

Just when Jianzi was hesitating, Long Su suddenly raised the purple dragon in his hand, creating a gust of wind and sword energy: "Jianzi, Buddha Sword, mountains and rivers meet again, goodbye."

When the gust subsided and the sword energy disappeared, Buddha Sword looked at the only big pool of blood left on the ground and silently retracted the Buddha's certificate, and Jianzi also retracted Gu Chen. With a long sigh, he saw that the Buddha Sword was not enough. Withdraw the color of pain and perseverance.