Qi Feiyang and Liu Zimeng stood relative to the sword. In their eyes, they all flashed a touch of unknown strangeness, and they both flashed.
Liu Zimeng raised Manshasha Hua slightly, and the colorful sunlight spilled it, and the dazzling cold light flashed, making the entire bamboo forest overflowing with a sharp sword gas.
Qi Feiyang still stared at Liu Zimeng's clear and deep eyes. There were three points of helplessness, three points of sadness, three -pointer cold, and a scorch.
At this time, Liu Zimeng's mouth, a touch of smile like just now. Her smile is natural, naturally like the wind in the forest, the bamboo leaves of dancing dancing.
Shahua, beautiful, sad, lonely, and the silence of death.
Qi Feiyang was a little infatuated. He did not expect that the woman who had been accompanied by his bamboo horse for nearly 20 years was so beautiful that he smiled so beautifully that he was drunk and broke his heart!
At the moment Qi Feiyang's slightly stunned, a touch of sophisticated light like blood was like blood, and he hit his throat straight. Before he could react, the dazzling bright red passed away from his eyes and passed away from his eyes.
Then, then
Qi Feiyang was shocked, and he had no time to wave his sword, but he suddenly made a bit with his toes and retreated back.
Seeing that Qi Feiyang had retreated, Liu Zimeng didn't stop. The crimson sword shadow chased the past like a lightning.
Even if it was a brother who grew up with her bamboo horse, Liu Zimengjian would never show mercy. Too many killings and blood have already made her heart numb.
By the signs of beating. Not to mention the sword in her hand at this time, or Manjushahua, which symbolizes the death of the dead smile!
After retreating two feet distance, Qi Feiyang's sharp sword in his hands had also emerged. The traces of the sword shadow passed like the trajectory of the meteor, accompanied by the gorgeous glory.
Bang!
The two swords hit each other, wiped out thousands of stars, and fell with the wind.
Qi Feiyang did not keep the slightest at this time. If the sword shadow is average, the lightning in the clouds is average, and it will be shuttled back and forth in the bamboo forest.
wandering.
Liu Zimeng's body flies, and a touch of dust fluttering with the wind without a touch of dust, like a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world at all. The Manjusha Hua in her hand dances with the wind.
An endless fierce battle, but beside Jiutian Yaochi, dancing, stunning, and intoxicating.
Manjushahua just makes people smile and embrace the god of death. In the face of the intoxicating Liu Zimeng, Qi Feiyang dare not dare to have a slightest heart. His heart is very clear.
Like the black crow and Huoxing, with a smile, it will always become a cold body.
Qi Feiyang frowned tightly, rising from the sky, and the sharp sword in his hand exudes a burst of glory. In the mid -air of Zhuying Po, seven swords flowers are stabbed virtually, like lightning, straightforward, straightforward, straightforward, straightforward, straightforward, straightforward.
Strive to Liu Zimeng's eyebrows.
However, at the moment when Qi Feiyang's hands were like lightning, Liu Zimeng disappeared out of thin air.
Before Qi Feiyang reacted what was going on, he suddenly felt just on the top of his head, and there was a cold cold meaning.
Qi Feiyang was subconsciously, waved his sword!
Bang!
Manjusha Hua stabbed straight into the sharp sword in Qi Feiyang's hands, making a crispy strike.
Just as Qi Feiyang felt a dizziness in his head, a touch of red blood flowed down from the top of his head, stained his eyes.
Qi Feiyang under the pain, as if a crazy beast, suddenly stabbed a sword. This sword pierced, and he exhausted his last trace of life.
thump!
When Qi Feiyang stabbed the last sword in his life, his body was like a beach, and he was paralyzed on the ground, and he always became a cold body, but it was only above his mouth, and there was no smile of death.
It didn't take long before Qi Feiyang fell, and he only listened to it. Liu Zimeng also followed like a wild geese of the arrow, and fell to the ground.
A shining sword pierced her body, and her blood spit out, stained a piece of wood, and became red in the Manjushahua in her hand.
In the clear eyes of Liu Zimeng, a slight ripple was swaying, staring at the direction of the Aolin Villa, maybe Qing'er and him, have been safely out of danger!
When I thought of this, Liu Zimeng's mind appeared in the scene of four years ago. A song "Yu Yi Niushu", which complained about how many sadness and joy. In the fading, Liu Zimeng felt his ears and lingered again.
出 出 绝 绝 美: (Note 1)
"Junyan is a rare person. He must be a pity daughter. Wu Yao Xiaoyu flys to smoke.
After a piece of Yu Yi's clothes, Liu Zimeng bloomed a touch of smile on the corner of the mouth of the mouth, and then then set his sight to the bloody Manjusha Hua.
At this time, she remembered the legend about Manjushahua again. She felt like she was a Manjuszhahua blooming on Huangquan Road.
Blossom on the other side
When the flowers bloom, Ye Weisheng. When the leaves have leaves, the flowers have fallen.
Flowers and leaves do not meet each other, and they are wrong.
Knowing each other and knowing each other, why is it difficult to fall in love? (Note 2)
When Liu Zimeng's red lips were slightly opened slightly, when he read "How can you fall in love?", The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, revealing a bitter smile. In the smile, there were three points lonely, three -pointers were lonely.
Three points are beautiful, and there is a one -point liberation.
In this way, a generation of extinct beauty, with a touch of smile, closed her eyes forever. Just like Manjushahua in her hand, she smiled and embarked on Huangquan's reincarnation ...
Just as Liu Zimeng, a generation of peerless women, disappeared in the small bamboo forest. Lin Yu took Liu Ziqing and came to a barren ruin.
There was no one chased behind him, Lin Yu slightly breathed a sigh of relief. The two eyes were like lightning, scanning everything around, and the brows that had just stretched out, and then tightly frowned together in an instant.
Above the expression also slightly condensed a layer of frost.
Liu Ziqing saw Lin Yu's face slightly not right, and immediately blinked his big eyes and asked, "Brother Lin, what's wrong with you, why suddenly become ugly?"
Lin Yu shook his head slightly and said, "I'm fine, I just feel that this place is weird!"
Hearing Lin Yu's words, Liu Ziqing blinked his big eyes again. He asked puzzled: "Strange? Where is this place weird?"
While saying this, Liu Ziqing also glanced around, with a few puzzles, I do n’t know if he was talking to himself or talking to Lin Yu: "Strange, this place seems to be in Aolin Villa,
But why have I never been here? "
After the words fell, Liu Ziqing saw that there was a black dragon sculpture in front of him, and felt a little curious, so he stepped forward gently and planned to see what happened.
However, before Liu Ziqing walked forward, Lin Yu's rapid shouting came from his ears: "Qing'er, be careful, don't touch it!"
Lin Yu's shouts had just passed into Liu Ziqing's ears. Before waiting for her to respond, what was going on, the black dragon suddenly opened the blood basin and swallowed her.
When Liu Ziqing was so frightened, the black dragon that opened the blood basin immediately closed his mouth again, as if he smelled something.
At this time, while a cold sweat was shocked, the image of the body was average. He stepped forward quickly and hugged the slim waist of Liu Zi, the weak willow, and the shadow of the air, flying out of the sky.
The black dragon seemed to be irritated by Lin Yu's behavior, and immediately opened the blood basin and fluttered towards Lin Yu.
Seeing the black dragon opened his mouth, he rushed towards himself aggressively. Lin Yu hurriedly took Liu Ziqing behind him. At the same time, the breeze sword seemed to break through the lightning of the night.
Empty sheath, cut the head of the Black Dragon, cut off.
boom!
The breeze sword path was cut off, and a deep pit appeared on the head of the black dragon.
If this Black Dragon is the body of flesh and blood, this sword is enough to let it splashing flesh and blood. But now it is just a few stones, and it is basically not affected by the slightest.
Seeing this scene, Lin Yu immediately picked up Liu Ziqing behind him, swept the shadow, and flew more than ten feet behind him.
When the Black Dragon lost his goal, he dragged his huge body directly and returned to the place. Like the abandoned stone statue just now, he was lying quietly.
Liu Ziqing was just scared by the dangerous scene just now, and immediately patted his chest gently. He said in a frightened and said: "A scared me, brother Lin Yu, the dark thing, is not just a one, not just one
Shi statue, how can I still move, I almost ate me just now, it was really scared to me! "
Lin Yu frowned tightly, and his expression was solemn as frosty. In the clear eyes, a light -like light appeared in the clear eyes, and he looked around.
The formation method is manipulated. Once the goal enters the formation, it will be attacked by it. "
Liu Ziqing heard this, and immediately blinked his big eyes, and asked puzzledly: "The formation method, Black Dragon? I live so big in Aolin Villa. Why don't you know that there is such a abominable guy here?
"
According to various signs, Lin Yu has guessing the truth of the matter 70 % to 80 %, but he is still afraid to be sure that the real behind -the -scenes black hand must be him, and he is also worried that he is simple.
This fact. Therefore, I did not tell the true thoughts in my heart, but just shook my head slightly, and said, "I don’t know, here seems to be outside the formation method, you stay here first, I go inside and carefully inside
Check it out, see where the life door of this array, where is there? "
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Note 1: "Nishi Yu Yifu" is the famous court music of the Tang Dynasty. From India, formerly known as "Brahmin", Kaiyuan Zhonghe West Festival made Yang Jingshu presented in the court.
"Niushu Yu Yi Song". Xuanzong's pet concubine Yang Yuhuan is famous for his dance "Nishi Feather Clothing Dance".
The six -sentence lyrics appeared in the article came from the "Song of the Nu Yishang Feather" by the poet of the Tang Dynasty.
Note 2 is a legendary story about Manjushahua. In order to make the text convenient, Qingxuan made a little modification, and it was inadequate. I also hope to forgive me. By the way, Manjushahua alias on the other side flower.