The rain and cold air penetrate the bones.

Zhao Wujiang did not use his cultivation to block the rain, and allowed the bean-sized raindrops to slap his body.

He saw Xie Bi'an's strange changes and Fan Wujiu's sorrow, and sighed slightly.

Xie Bi'an, dressed in gray-white coat, was slightly stunned after saying that, looking at the lifeless girl lying quietly in the rain next to him with disbelief.

"Su Su!"

His face was particularly pale in the rain, his hands were trembling constantly, and he crawled through the rain that had flowed through his ankles, and picked up the girl with a stiff body without blood.

He trembled his hands and stroked the girl's cheeks randomly, shouting sadly:

"No...No...Su Su... Look at dad, look at dad, Su Su..."

Fan Wujiu's black robe is like ink, and his eyes are unbearable.

Under the heavy rain, Dong Ning, who was holding a ghost-headed sword, was extinguished by the rain, turned into a wisp of light blue smoke, and floated into the body of a scholar who rolled out of the carriage like a corpse.

Ye Qianchun, who looks handsome, was pushed by the rain and also stacked into the scholar's body.

The deceased wife of Shusheng, who was constantly terrified and murmured, was penetrated by the rain as big as beans, and turned into wisps of smoke and dust, floating into the girl in Xie Bi'an's arms.

Nine figures under the heavy rain, in the blink of an eye, only six were left.

Xie Bi'an was crying sadly while holding his beloved daughter, Fan Wujiu, who was sad and sighing, Zhao Wujiang, who was wet by the heavy rain, hugged himself and muttered to himself as if he was crazy at the entrance of the alley, tears were hanging on the corner of his eyes

A scholar with a slight breath.

Xie Bi'an, who was heartbroken, gasped heavily, crawled a few steps and grabbed Fan Wuji's black robe, and shouted sadly:

"No help, save Susu, save her and save her! Save her!"

"Brother Seven..." Fan Wujiu squatted down, held Xie Bi'an's big hand tightly, shook his head, and said in a suffocational tone:

"Su Su has long been dead, and Xiao Ning has long been dead. You can wake up."

"No! Fan Wushuo! She didn't! No!!!" Xie Bi'an's eyes were red, and he seemed to have returned to the madness he had just begun. The rain around him was shattered into fog by the roar.

"Dad, I would have a junior brother." The girl's soft and melodious voice sounded, and her trembling mind under the dark rain curtain, extinguishing Xie Bi'an's anger, which made Xie Bi'an suddenly startled.

Xie Bi'an looked sideways and saw two figures appearing in the rain curtain that was connected into pearls - he and his daughter Xie Chensu.

The rain curtain was like a curtain, and the girl held her pretty face and pouted.

My father was full of pampering.

"Isn't your senior brother Dong good?"

"Well... it's pretty good, but I'm not good-looking and always annoyed me, like a lump of elm."

"Okay, Dad will go to find someone to propose marriage tomorrow and send your Senior Brother Dong out to marry."

"Oh, don't, dad..."

The rain collapsed, the girl and her father disappeared, and the scene of the rain turned again. The scene was a wedding room with red gauze on the bed and a word of joy was pasted on the wall.

Dong Ning, who was full of books, looked plain but gentle, gently lifted the red veil, revealing the girl's pretty and shy face.

But the next moment, Xihong turned into blood red. The rain wet the festive wedding room and dyed the rain curtain into blood.

The rain curtain changes like a transparent piece of glass that is stained with water, and the blood is also flowing into a pool of blood, and the glass becomes clean and clear.

On the pool of blood, Dong Ning's face was covered in blood and his face was ferocious. A long sword had penetrated his heart.

He held the sword tightly, and the sharp sword edge was clenched from his hands.

He gritted his teeth, his eyes full of resentment and resentment, staring at the man in front of him.

The man was wearing a water-blue shirt, full of elegance, disheveled hair, smiling face, with an invisible weakness and paleness. He kept turning his sword to stir Dong Ning's heart and eroding his vitality:

"I hope Brother Dong, forgive Bufan, and Bufan is also a helpless move."

"Yue Bufan, you are a damn beast!" Dong Ning held the sword tightly and blood was spurted out of his mouth.

"Senior Brother Dong, run quickly, run quickly, run quickly, senior brother Dong!"

Not far away, Xie Chensu, who was nailed through his shoulder blades and nailed to the carriage by a sword, screamed in horror.

Yue Bufan suddenly turned his sword and the long sword puffed into Dong Ning's body again. Then he pulled out the long sword and staggered towards Xie Chensu's footsteps.

Dong Ning opened his eyes angrily, and kept making a sound of hoho and air sucking in his throat. He let out the last roar of despair:

"Yue Bufan! Let my junior sister go!"

Yue Bufan turned his head, his face full of pale smile, and his smile became more and more prosperous:

"Haha, Brother Dong, I failed to survive the tribulation. Did God ever want to let me go?

No!

But my destiny is up to me, and I cannot help this world, I want to live!

You will die!

It is your honor to be able to die for me, Yue Bufan...

You should be happy..."

"Ahhh!"

Xie Bi'an's eyes were red and bloody, and he suddenly rushed towards the rain curtain, breaking the rain curtain with a bang. He rolled in the rain, covered in blood, lying flat on his face soaked in the water, staring at the gray sky, with tears flowing.
Chapter completed!