In the end, your swordsmanship is used to attack fellow disciples?The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the raindrops were flowing down the wet sword tip, and every drop was mixed with a trace of blood.
At Qi Ziyuan's feet, those who were lying on the ground were all long swords that fell to the ground.
Some of the thirty-five disciples, some of whom could not stand up because of injuries to their legs. They were all stabbed by him with precise swords and temporarily lost the ability to draw the sword and fight again.
This is a choice without any choice. Qi Ziyuan will not regret it, and will not be shaken by the sudden sound of words.
In the cabin, a figure wearing a cloak slowly stepped out. He looked sick and looked listless. He couldn't say a few words, so he was about to cover his mouth and cough a few times.
Ziyuan, I really regret it for you.Qi Ziyuan also expected the appearance of his brother.
How could the elder brother sit on Lanting Island without hesitating to tie him up with the lives of other disciples?
Although he can attack his fellow disciples, Qi Zifeng doesn't believe that he can still do anything when facing his closest brother, who raised him like his father.
Why, brother.Qi Ziyuan didn't understand why he had to force him to marry a girl he didn't love, and even used the method of pretending to be in danger of his life.
Qi Zifeng was right in front of him, and he couldn't tell how he was. Although his injuries were still not healed, Qi Zifeng was free to move and was not at all a state of dying if he was stimulated.
Qi Zifeng sighed: If you hate me, I won’t blame you.Ziyuan, you are still young and don’t understand what some choices mean. My brother’s biggest wish is to watch you have a safe life. You don’t have to go out in the world, nor do you have to punish evil and promote good, as long as you live a stable and happy life.Choosing a witch means losing wealth, losing huge connections and power, and being scolded or even hunted for the martial arts world as a shame.
The rest of his life was just for a woman who was confused. How could Qi Zifeng watch his younger brother jump into the fire pit?
Brother, do you think I will be happy if I stay and marry my junior sister and continue to be my second son of Lanting Villa and have no relationship with her again?.
Qi Ziyuan suddenly laughed. There was no anger, nor hatred in his eyes, but deep helplessness and sighs, and the gentleness that subconsciously emerged when he mentioned the girl when she was a child.
No, he said with a faint smile, if she was not here, I would probably die.He stopped talking, returned the sword to the sheath, and did not look at the people around him who were still trying to surround him, nor did he look at the brother behind him.
You can leave, Qi Zifeng's calm face finally had a crack. If you leave, don't come back.
The raindrops fell on his face drop by drop, breathing the cold air, and every mouthful of it seemed like he was breathing in ice.
Lanting Villa will never welcome you again. Taking this step is to be ruthless. His tone is getting higher and higher, and in the end it is even a bit shrill. I don’t have you as my brother, and you never have me as my brother again!Brother, Qi Ziyuan turned around. There was only a few dozen meters of deck between him and his brother, but it seemed to be separated by a world of heaven. We... have only reached this point, right?right.His lips took a few strokes, as if he was sorry, but he seemed to say nothing.
Then he turned around, jumped off the stairs boat, and walked away.
It was raining heavily.
From the drizzle at dusk to the current pouring, the falling rain even blocked the sight that was close to you.
Only the rising water mist remains in the world, and the rain threads weave a huge net, covering the sky and nowhere to escape.
The rain fell, blurring Yao Ji's eyes, and more of the blood flowing down her forehead. She blinked her eyes hard, trying to clear the trace of red from her vision.
But no, the bright redness is getting more and more, and the eyes are getting blurred.The broken silver bell lay on the ground, dingling, dingling, dingling, dingling, was blown by the wind, like an elegy.
She thought she would be unable to hold on anymore. The siege of six top masters and the old man like Tianji, who was under the siege. Even though her martial arts could rank among the top ten in the world, she still could not break through such an attack.
If Scrophularia is there, she would laugh at her for being convinced and knowing that she could not fight. Isn’t it better to escape at the beginning? She has outstanding light skills. If she is determined to escape, these people are likely to not be able to chase after her.
But Yao Ji didn't escape. She knew that the wedding began when the fireworks were in full bloom.If she left, she might not even have the chance to see him again in this life.
Just be timid... The girl murmured to herself. The spotless white color on her skirt was red. The bright red color was like a colorful flower at a wedding, beautiful and charming. What a pity... I can't hear that guy laugh at me anymore...
Two more palms came, and the two figures flashed to her side. She tried hard to avoid it, staggered under her feet, and vomited blood from her mouth.
It is said that before a person dies, he will think of all the past things. Yao Ji thought that she might die too, and then she would think of the guy who is obviously a tofu heart but always has a sharp mouth. She thinks of every bit of Su'e's way, the senior sister, the previous generation of saints, and even the right guardian...
There are so many people, she didn't think of Qi Ziyuan.Because I can't think about Ah, as long as the thought arises, my heart will be pulled and breathless.She thought, this was not regret, it was just a regret.
After all, we still couldn't meet.
Boom!
The lightning slashed through the sky, and the muffled lightning struck. Among the masters who besieged her, Feng Lei Knife Feng Xiong also slashed the last sword.
The long knife reflected the cold lightning, sank into the girl's body, and then pulled it out, splashing blood all over her body.She fell down, like a crane with broken wings, poured into the blood and the mud.
Boom!
The world was suddenly illuminated by the lightning and thunder. The rain curtain was swept up by the strong wind. In the sudden light of the night, the sword light came west, like breaking through the sky.
Feng Xiong's hand holding the hilt of the knife actually trembled subconsciously and blurted out: Qi Ziyuan!
Child in Qi’s family, what do you want to do?!The old man Tianji stood up and came out. We were all invited by your brother to eliminate the devil here. If you attack us, would you betray the righteous way and join the Demon Sect?
The man didn't say anything. He held the sword and walked step by step. In the heavy rain, the whole world seemed to be quiet. Only the long sword made a buzz like a dragon roar. Every trembling trembled, drinking blood thirsty.
What I do has nothing to do with the Demon Sect or the Right Way.
He was getting closer and closer, and scholar Qianye was standing closest to him. When he passed by, he couldn't help but take a step back.
The famous handsome face in the world has no expression on it, and the dark eyes are bottomless, as if it is a cold pond.
Has nothing to do with the right way?Don’t forget what you are, you... Before the old man Tianji finished speaking, he glanced lightly, and was shocked by his momentum. He was stunned for a moment.
This mature and persistent celebrity suddenly realized that perhaps he was no longer a match for this young man.
What is my identity...
The man murmured, and he finally walked to the girl. The girl lying in the rain seemed to be asleep, so small and so quiet.
What is my identity...
He never hated his origin like this at that moment.
The Young Master of the Right Dao, the Second Young Master of Lanting Villa, and the Sword Art Genius who everyone in the martial arts world envied... His right hand was unknowingly held on the blade. He could not feel the pain, and he could only hit his heart with a hammer, shattering and bloody blowing.
With a clang, the Frost Spring Sword fell to the ground.
He reached out his hand and gently picked up the girl, trying to touch her cheek, but he trembled and dared not fall down.
The rain became heavier and heavier, and traces of water flowed down his cheeks. I didn't know whether it was rain or tears.
In the sea of bamboo, a beautiful figure in white clothes floated away, and he chased him step by step.
In the green gauze tent, the girl gently untied her silk clothes, like a banshee among flowers, as beautiful as an ordinary person.
She smiled sweetly: I want this person.
After the reunion, the little face was confused again: Young Master... The little girl has a bad memory.
A lamp is like a bean, and she cried with a sad face: I was wrong, it was all my fault, I will be responsible for you...
I'm lying to you, fool.She pursed her lips and smiled slightly. There was no other man, nor a furnace. I didn't practice the art of me. I kidnapped you because I was obsessed with it. I...only you.
Boom!
Another thunder struck down, and the world seemed to be crying in tears.
Ah！
He hugged the girl in his arms and whistled to the sky.
I have always regretted that this life will be covered with frost on my temples and tears, and I will eventually become empty.
At Qi Ziyuan's feet, those who were lying on the ground were all long swords that fell to the ground.
Some of the thirty-five disciples, some of whom could not stand up because of injuries to their legs. They were all stabbed by him with precise swords and temporarily lost the ability to draw the sword and fight again.
This is a choice without any choice. Qi Ziyuan will not regret it, and will not be shaken by the sudden sound of words.
In the cabin, a figure wearing a cloak slowly stepped out. He looked sick and looked listless. He couldn't say a few words, so he was about to cover his mouth and cough a few times.
Ziyuan, I really regret it for you.Qi Ziyuan also expected the appearance of his brother.
How could the elder brother sit on Lanting Island without hesitating to tie him up with the lives of other disciples?
Although he can attack his fellow disciples, Qi Zifeng doesn't believe that he can still do anything when facing his closest brother, who raised him like his father.
Why, brother.Qi Ziyuan didn't understand why he had to force him to marry a girl he didn't love, and even used the method of pretending to be in danger of his life.
Qi Zifeng was right in front of him, and he couldn't tell how he was. Although his injuries were still not healed, Qi Zifeng was free to move and was not at all a state of dying if he was stimulated.
Qi Zifeng sighed: If you hate me, I won’t blame you.Ziyuan, you are still young and don’t understand what some choices mean. My brother’s biggest wish is to watch you have a safe life. You don’t have to go out in the world, nor do you have to punish evil and promote good, as long as you live a stable and happy life.Choosing a witch means losing wealth, losing huge connections and power, and being scolded or even hunted for the martial arts world as a shame.
The rest of his life was just for a woman who was confused. How could Qi Zifeng watch his younger brother jump into the fire pit?
Brother, do you think I will be happy if I stay and marry my junior sister and continue to be my second son of Lanting Villa and have no relationship with her again?.
Qi Ziyuan suddenly laughed. There was no anger, nor hatred in his eyes, but deep helplessness and sighs, and the gentleness that subconsciously emerged when he mentioned the girl when she was a child.
No, he said with a faint smile, if she was not here, I would probably die.He stopped talking, returned the sword to the sheath, and did not look at the people around him who were still trying to surround him, nor did he look at the brother behind him.
You can leave, Qi Zifeng's calm face finally had a crack. If you leave, don't come back.
The raindrops fell on his face drop by drop, breathing the cold air, and every mouthful of it seemed like he was breathing in ice.
Lanting Villa will never welcome you again. Taking this step is to be ruthless. His tone is getting higher and higher, and in the end it is even a bit shrill. I don’t have you as my brother, and you never have me as my brother again!Brother, Qi Ziyuan turned around. There was only a few dozen meters of deck between him and his brother, but it seemed to be separated by a world of heaven. We... have only reached this point, right?right.His lips took a few strokes, as if he was sorry, but he seemed to say nothing.
Then he turned around, jumped off the stairs boat, and walked away.
It was raining heavily.
From the drizzle at dusk to the current pouring, the falling rain even blocked the sight that was close to you.
Only the rising water mist remains in the world, and the rain threads weave a huge net, covering the sky and nowhere to escape.
The rain fell, blurring Yao Ji's eyes, and more of the blood flowing down her forehead. She blinked her eyes hard, trying to clear the trace of red from her vision.
But no, the bright redness is getting more and more, and the eyes are getting blurred.The broken silver bell lay on the ground, dingling, dingling, dingling, dingling, was blown by the wind, like an elegy.
She thought she would be unable to hold on anymore. The siege of six top masters and the old man like Tianji, who was under the siege. Even though her martial arts could rank among the top ten in the world, she still could not break through such an attack.
If Scrophularia is there, she would laugh at her for being convinced and knowing that she could not fight. Isn’t it better to escape at the beginning? She has outstanding light skills. If she is determined to escape, these people are likely to not be able to chase after her.
But Yao Ji didn't escape. She knew that the wedding began when the fireworks were in full bloom.If she left, she might not even have the chance to see him again in this life.
Just be timid... The girl murmured to herself. The spotless white color on her skirt was red. The bright red color was like a colorful flower at a wedding, beautiful and charming. What a pity... I can't hear that guy laugh at me anymore...
Two more palms came, and the two figures flashed to her side. She tried hard to avoid it, staggered under her feet, and vomited blood from her mouth.
It is said that before a person dies, he will think of all the past things. Yao Ji thought that she might die too, and then she would think of the guy who is obviously a tofu heart but always has a sharp mouth. She thinks of every bit of Su'e's way, the senior sister, the previous generation of saints, and even the right guardian...
There are so many people, she didn't think of Qi Ziyuan.Because I can't think about Ah, as long as the thought arises, my heart will be pulled and breathless.She thought, this was not regret, it was just a regret.
After all, we still couldn't meet.
Boom!
The lightning slashed through the sky, and the muffled lightning struck. Among the masters who besieged her, Feng Lei Knife Feng Xiong also slashed the last sword.
The long knife reflected the cold lightning, sank into the girl's body, and then pulled it out, splashing blood all over her body.She fell down, like a crane with broken wings, poured into the blood and the mud.
Boom!
The world was suddenly illuminated by the lightning and thunder. The rain curtain was swept up by the strong wind. In the sudden light of the night, the sword light came west, like breaking through the sky.
Feng Xiong's hand holding the hilt of the knife actually trembled subconsciously and blurted out: Qi Ziyuan!
Child in Qi’s family, what do you want to do?!The old man Tianji stood up and came out. We were all invited by your brother to eliminate the devil here. If you attack us, would you betray the righteous way and join the Demon Sect?
The man didn't say anything. He held the sword and walked step by step. In the heavy rain, the whole world seemed to be quiet. Only the long sword made a buzz like a dragon roar. Every trembling trembled, drinking blood thirsty.
What I do has nothing to do with the Demon Sect or the Right Way.
He was getting closer and closer, and scholar Qianye was standing closest to him. When he passed by, he couldn't help but take a step back.
The famous handsome face in the world has no expression on it, and the dark eyes are bottomless, as if it is a cold pond.
Has nothing to do with the right way?Don’t forget what you are, you... Before the old man Tianji finished speaking, he glanced lightly, and was shocked by his momentum. He was stunned for a moment.
This mature and persistent celebrity suddenly realized that perhaps he was no longer a match for this young man.
What is my identity...
The man murmured, and he finally walked to the girl. The girl lying in the rain seemed to be asleep, so small and so quiet.
What is my identity...
He never hated his origin like this at that moment.
The Young Master of the Right Dao, the Second Young Master of Lanting Villa, and the Sword Art Genius who everyone in the martial arts world envied... His right hand was unknowingly held on the blade. He could not feel the pain, and he could only hit his heart with a hammer, shattering and bloody blowing.
With a clang, the Frost Spring Sword fell to the ground.
He reached out his hand and gently picked up the girl, trying to touch her cheek, but he trembled and dared not fall down.
The rain became heavier and heavier, and traces of water flowed down his cheeks. I didn't know whether it was rain or tears.
In the sea of bamboo, a beautiful figure in white clothes floated away, and he chased him step by step.
In the green gauze tent, the girl gently untied her silk clothes, like a banshee among flowers, as beautiful as an ordinary person.
She smiled sweetly: I want this person.
After the reunion, the little face was confused again: Young Master... The little girl has a bad memory.
A lamp is like a bean, and she cried with a sad face: I was wrong, it was all my fault, I will be responsible for you...
I'm lying to you, fool.She pursed her lips and smiled slightly. There was no other man, nor a furnace. I didn't practice the art of me. I kidnapped you because I was obsessed with it. I...only you.
Boom!
Another thunder struck down, and the world seemed to be crying in tears.
Ah！
He hugged the girl in his arms and whistled to the sky.
I have always regretted that this life will be covered with frost on my temples and tears, and I will eventually become empty.
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