Lin Yu saw Zhou Xing seriously injured, and his whole body instantly looked like a crazy lion. The Qingfeng sword in his hand sounded like a dragon roar. The sharp sword energy was like a lightning bolt that cut through the night.
The black-clad killer swept over in front of him, forcing him to retreat repeatedly.
The black-clothed killer holding a red tassel spear wanted to block Lin Yu's way, but the red tassel spear in his hand had just been raised, and his whole arm was cut straight by Lin Yu's Qingfeng Sword. In a flash, it was even more than killing a pig.
The screams of three-point miserable sounded.
The black-clothed killer holding a machete had not yet come back from the excitement of defeating Zhou Xing, but he saw air conditioning behind him. Before he could react, a dazzling cold light flashed in front of him, and then
I just felt my throat heat up, and a sharp sword had penetrated my throat.
Lin Yu put away the Qingfeng sword and hurriedly hugged Zhou Xing who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, almost crying: "Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou, how do you feel?"
Zhou Xing squeezed out a pale smile from the corner of his mouth and pointed at Lin Yu with his fingers. However, the knife just now had a thousand pounds of force, which directly shattered his internal organs. He wanted to say something, but he had not yet said anything.
With a thunderous sound, he suddenly vomited a large mouthful of blood, splashing Lin Yu's face.
Zhou Xing had a very difficult time wiping the blood sprayed on Lin Yu's face with his hands, and used his last little strength to say intermittently: "Brother...Brother...Brother...Brother...Brother...Let's go first.
…One step…you…you need…small heart…heart…”
Before Zhou Xing could finish his words, he saw his head hanging down, and his eyes were glowing with white eyes looking at Qi Feiyang and Liu Zimeng.
Seeing this, Lin Yu couldn't help but shed tears and shouted hurriedly: "Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou, we said we would go to the world together and drink together. You can't just leave."
Lin Yu shook Zhou Xing several times, but he didn't react.
"No, no, no, Brother Zhou, you won't die, you won't die..." Lin Yu murmured to himself like a crazy lunatic.
Then he gently helped Zhou Xing up and suddenly injected a stream of true energy into his body, but he still couldn't wake up...
Just as Lin Yu was frantically injecting true energy into Zhou Xing's body, the black-clothed killer immediately waved his two golden hooks, and rushed towards him like a crazy tiger.
Seeing this, Qi Feiyang immediately raised his sword and stabbed him, and hurriedly called out: "Brother Lin, be careful!"
The man in black in the head did not expect Qi Feiyang to take action suddenly, and hurriedly waved his two golden hooks to meet him.
Qi Feiyang's long sword and one of the golden hooks fought violently together, but after just a moment, he was scratched by another golden hook. The barb on the golden hook directly put his shoulder on his shoulder.
A piece of meat was torn off.
Just as the man in black was about to wave another golden hook to kill Qi Feiyang, he suddenly felt a cold murderous intent coming from front of him. Before he could react, he had a long handful of
The sword pierced into his chest with a whoosh, flew several meters away, and stabbed tightly on a pillar.
Liu Zimeng quickly stepped forward to support Qi Feiyang and asked, "Senior Brother, how are you?"
Qi Feiyang shook his head with pain and said, "I'm fine, don't worry about me, go and see Brother Zhou."
The black-clothed killer who had been cut off by Lin Yu saw that all his four brothers were dead. Even if he could go back alive, he would be executed by his master. Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth hard.
Regardless of the blood flowing, he broke his arms with his other hand and grabbed the red tassel spear on the ground and stabbed Lin Yu straight.
Lin Yu was like an angry lion at this time. He waved his sleeves and knocked him away dozens of feet away with one palm. Before he fell down, he had completely died.
In the following midnight, Lin Yu kept injecting true energy into Zhou Xing's body, hoping that a miracle would happen and make his brother survive. However, after the three roosters crowed, Zhou Xing was still lying quietly.
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Seeing this, Qi Feiyang hurriedly stepped forward and advised: "Brother Lin, Brother Zhou Xing has gone to the immortal world. People cannot be resurrected when they die. You must be mourned, and it is important to take care of your health."
Lin Yu pushed his hand away with tears in his eyes and shouted madly: "Go away, Zhou Xing is not dead, he will not die, he will not die."
Seeing Lin Yu like this, Liu Zimeng felt as painful as being stabbed by Wan Jian. She lowered her head gently and looked at her fingers that were as tender as white as onion, and just stood quietly.
There was no more words there.
It was not until dawn that Lin Yu held Zhou Xing's body and returned to Funiu Town with Qi Feiyang and Liu Zimeng. The three of them were speechless along the way, and no one said a word.
Because of Zhou Xing's death, Lin Yu did not go to Tianniu Inn, but just handed over the two antidotes from the Seven-Day Soul-Breaking San to Qi Feiyang, and asked him to hand it over to the old master Qi and to his two young masters.
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Zhou Xing and Lin Yu had visited Funiu Town once. The two of them drank 300 cups by the Cuihu Lake. I still remember that Zhou Xing was drunk and patted his arm, and was slightly drunk.
He said: "Brother Lin Yu, the happiest thing about me, Zhou Xing, in this life, was to meet a friend like you. In the future, we two brothers will travel together with swords and drink together. Wouldn't it be fun?
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It was the scorching sun at this time, and even the cicadas on the trees stopped chirping because of the scorching sun. The big yellow dog on the street was lying listlessly under the shade of the trees, and Halara gasped.
Lin Yu originally planned to send Zhou Xing back to Feijianmen for burial, but this place is at least nearly two thousand miles away from Feijianmen. Even if you use a fast horse, it will take three to five days. The weather is hot and the corpse is easy.
It was rotten, and now the Divine Sword Conference was about to be held. The heavy burden was like Mount Tai, which made him breathless, let alone leave for three or five days.
After thinking for a long time, Lin Yu planned to bury Zhou Xing on the bank of Cuihu, which has beautiful mountains and waters. Their memories have been left here. Zhou Xing's burial here can be regarded as a return to nature.
When burying Zhou Xing, Lin Yu did not tell anyone that after buying two jars of stewed wine from the wine shop, Lin Yu carried Zhou Xing's body and walked straight to the bank of Cuihu Lake.
Even a coffin was not purchased, but this was not because Lin Yu was too sad, but he still clearly remembered that his elder brother was a person who yearned for freedom. The space in the coffin was too small, which would make him hold it underneath.
I can't breathe.
Lin Yu dug the soil bit by bit with his hands, from noon to dusk, which was considered to be dug. Before putting Zhou Xing in, Lin Yu lay in and tried it out, and then he crawled out again.
There was a smiley expression on the corner of his mouth and said, "Brother Zhou, I've tried it for you. It's quite comfortable. Just have a good sleep inside. Brother Zhou, don't worry, Feijianmen's
The family hatred is my Lin Yu's family hatred. It won't take long to use the blood of those people to pay tribute to the dead brothers of Feijianmen. And the head of Jun Buhui, I'll give it to you.
Is it good to be a wine pot?"
Speaking of this, Lin Yu's eyes were slightly wet, and then he shook his head to himself and said, "It's almost the same for this dog's head to be a chamber pot. It's not good to be a wine pot, and the taste of the wine
He has all been contaminated by him. No, no, Brother Zhou, are you right about mine? Right?"
The words were still echoing in the empty field, and Lin Yu was already crying. He lay on Zhou Xing's body and cried for a while. Then he wiped his tears and said, "Brother Zhou, today I have brought two more jars.
Wine is your favorite stool.
I remember you once said that although the taste of the Braised Daozi wine is not as red as that of the daughter of Jiangnan, and the apricot blossoms are mellow, it is strong and obviously has the rough and boldness of the Central Plains man.
When he said this, Lin Yu sprinkled half a jar of wine in front of Zhou Xing, and then he raised his neck and drank the remaining half of the jar of wine.
According to Lin Yu's alcohol tolerance, it would be impossible to get him drunk without ten or eight jars of wine. However, today he only drank half of the jar of wine, but he felt drunk. Tears had burst out from his eyes and crossed his cheeks.
The smell of wine dripped down.
The last jar of wine and the Feitian Sword was placed next to Zhou Xing by Lin Yu, and murmured to himself: "Brother Zhou, I know you only love two things in your life, one is sword and the other is wine. Now
I have brought you both. With the Feitian Sword, there will be no little ghosts on the road to the underworld. With the wine, you will not be lonely…”
Lin Yu didn't know how much he said, nor did he know how he buried Zhou Xing. He only knew that he was holding the soil with his hands, and his tears were falling bit by bit.
At this time, under a big willow tree not far from the bank of Cuihu Lake, Liu Zimeng stood there quietly, with a thin layer of mist covered in her clear eyes. She didn't want to see Lin Yu like this.
Sadly, she really wanted to go up at this time, give Lin Yu a hug and give him a message of comfort.
But she couldn't, bit her lip hard, Liu Zimeng lowered her head and looked at her fingers, and pinched the two fingers in the middle with the nails on her thumb. The nails were pinched directly into the flesh, with red blood
It also flowed out.
Looking at the bleeding fingers, Liu Zimeng did not feel any pain, but she felt a little comfortable. The blood debt was finally returned and blood was needed to repay it. She also knew very well that the blood flowing out of her fingers was completely repaid.
Without this blood debt, she even secretly regretted taking action last night.
However, even if he doesn't take action, someone will still take action. Zhou Xing still can't survive, and Lin Yu will be in a state of dismay like he is now...
Why, why, why is it like this? Liu Zimeng asked herself secretly in her heart, but no one gave her an answer. The only answers to her were the falling tears and speechless pain...