The wind blows.
When the wind blows, the eagle does not fly, but the red leaves are blown away.
You Bing took a big mouthful of the cool air with intoxication. He has been tossed about by the endless heat wave for most of the day.
It's late autumn, why is it so hot?
You Bing looked back and said happily, "I remember, when I went over the ridge in front, it was Shi Family Village."
His face was covered with sweat, which was funny.
When he finished speaking, he found that his master Mo Zhuchou did not listen to him. Mo Zhuchou's melancholy eyes had gone to a distant place.
Maybe it is the ridge of the mountain; Maybe not.
Mo Jinchou is always so depressed. You Bing can't help turning around in disappointment. He is about to urge the horse to advance quickly, but Mo Jinchou says, "Is there another way to Shijiazhuang?"
You Bing looked at Mo Jinchou in surprise and said in a muffled voice, "No, actually, the ridge is not high and the lane is wide, just a few more detours."
Mo Ru Chou didn't respond, and looked thoughtfully at the distance.
The sound of horses "ding ding", and the iron hooves beating on the official road paved with stone slabs, made it seem particularly empty.
Mo Jinchou, You Bing, Twelve Star Frost Maker, Madame Mo, and the groom, a group of 16 people, hurried to Shi Family Village to find Shi Chulao.
Mrs. Mo is in her thirties and pregnant. Unexpectedly, the delivery date has come, but it's just a pain!
But Shi Chu is a doctor with hemiplegia. He has never gone out to treat people.
Even if the "worried swordsman" who is famous for his swordsmanship cannot enter into sorrow, Shi cannot make an exception!
Mo Jinchou rode on a yellow horse. He dared not get too close to the carriage where his beloved wife was, because he was afraid of hearing her moan.
Every moan is like a blunt knife tearing his heart and his viscera: one knife, another knife
He was so hard hearted that he stayed away from the carriage, but the moan was still very clear in his ears!
Later, he realized that his heart was listening!
The groans of his relatives are deep in his heart!
Why is the road so long?
Mo Jinchou sighed sadly.
At this moment, the wind is blowing again!
This time, the chill brought by the wind has been drilled into my heart!
Mo Jinchou frowned, and once again he felt a dangerous breath approaching them!
His "sorrow sword" also began to become cold and piercing!
"Sorrow Sword" has never deceived him. Only when danger is imminent, can it become so cold as ice!
The coolness spread from the sword body to his body, and his pupils involuntarily contracted, like a sharp nail!
A nail that can break everything!
His body began to straighten out! Straight as a proud javelin! This makes his people look tall and handsome!
He is no longer just like a scholar. No matter who he is, he can feel a kind of awe inspiring arrogance from his eyes!
Even if you don't need to see him, you can feel it from the air as long as you stand still from afar!
You Bing is so familiar with this feeling that he looks back in surprise.
Some people say that ice swimming is almost another worry. He followed Mo Jinchou closely for ten years, even longer than Mo Jinchou's wife!
You Bing learns to speak and walk like Mo Jinchou, and learns to be melancholy like him. Apart from his appearance, no one can tell who Mo Jinchou is and who You Bing is.
But only Youbing knows that he can only be Youbing forever, and that he can't be the second to no worries - even no worries.
Although his kung fu is also the "sorrow sword" sword technique, and some people say that his sword technique is no longer inferior to Mo Jinchou, he will never be as arrogant as Mo Jinchou!
Sometimes, you can't figure out why, at some moment, Mo Jinchou will miraculously have such a bullying momentum!
The scenery on both sides of this official road is so beautiful that it is a bit bleak.
There are only four colors all over the mountain: dark green, yellow and bright red, all of which are leaves; The bare rock not covered by leaves is greenish gray.
Red is the most brilliant of all colors!
This layer upon layer, dense red, so bright, so unreal.
The unreal is not necessarily beautiful. The mountain scenery is not only beautiful, but also beautiful enough to make people forget everything!
Including, forgotten killing opportunities!
You Bing can't understand why Mo Jinchou is so alert and sensitive when facing such a beautiful scene. For him, he has been intoxicated with the scenery, and even he almost wants to stay here.
The road of life is full of wind and frost, so it's better to live in these thousands of unique landscapes, and never have to experience all kinds of storms and waves in the world again!
The more you go, the more red you will become. It is too thick to melt!
At this time, You Bing has also felt strange! His hand had touched the sword at his waist.
The sword was at his waist. As soon as he touched the sword, a kind of pride began to roam around his body!
You Bing looks ahead at the "Twelve Star Frost Guest" - the "Twelve Star Frost Guest" is the elite of Mo Jinchou.
Mo Zhenchou knows that he is a chivalrous man in the eyes of Jianghu people. Although a chivalrous man, he does not mean that he has no enemies. Sometimes, on the contrary, chivalrous men often have more enemies than others.
His wife was the love of his life, and he didn't want her to make any mistakes, so he took the "Twelve Star Frost Guest"!
Each of the "Xingshuangke" rode a tall steed, and now they seem to have melted into the endless red.
Later, You Bing felt that the twelve star frost makers had become twelve angry burning flames!
The danger has been clearly felt by everyone, but it is impossible to retreat.
Red, start burning in their eyes, burning in their hearts!
The sound of Xiao rises!
No one can tell where the flute sound comes from.
It seems to come from the front, and it seems to come from the back; It seems far away, but also close at hand!
Mo Ruchou said softly, "Protect Madam!"
His words were so concise that he didn't even say who he was.
But You Bing can understand it. He feels that he almost knows Mo Ru Chou better than Mo Ru Chou himself.
Mo Jinchou's words did not fall, and the ice has drifted to the side of the carriage!
Now, before he fell down, no one could get closer to the carriage! The only way to get close to the carriage is to step over the body of swimming ice!
Mo Jinchou knows and trusts You Bing as much as he knows and trusts his own hands.
With the sound of flute, the autumn wind is even worse!
It was a sultry autumn day, but now it resumed its killing!
With the autumn wind, the fallen leaves begin to fall all over the sky
Yellow, green, falling gently
More red! Red begins to fall!
More than ten thousand emotions? Beauty can make people think of death, beauty has taken people's souls!
The red leaves begin to float towards the "Twelve Star Frost Guest"!
Who can see its speed? Who can see its line clearly? Who can tell the true from the false?
Mo Jinchou shouted, "Be careful!"
In fact, he doesn't need to say that everyone already knows that they should be careful. Unfortunately, just knowing is useless.
The first one fell down was the horse. Twelve horses fell almost indiscriminately!
The horse's whine resounded through the valley until it floated across the ridge!
The sound of Xiao is still there!
The "Twelve Star Frost Guest" has almost been covered with red!
The attack comes from the red!
But no one can be seen!
When the sword touched the leaf, it made a sound of "jingling"!
All the "Twelve Star Frost Geeks" are experts who have experienced many battles. They have never met such a strange situation in their lives - they have never seen an opponent!
Red has made everything chaotic!
Everyone has made the best of his martial arts!
Swordsmanship is everywhere on the official road!
"Twelve Star Frost Guest" shouted repeatedly and began to try to rush out of the red! Twelve figures rushed out in several directions!
Mo Jinchou was about to stop it, but it was too late.
Twelve people were immediately surrounded by the red division!
The sound of the flute, the falling leaves, and the opportunities to kill are endless!
Between trees, leaves and branches, there is the sound of blades striking each other! The weapons that were cut off fell one after another.
There were no figures, no shouts, even no screams.
Rao Shi Mo Ruchou is knowledgeable and has been shocked out of a cold sweat!
But he can't help! He must guard his wife!
It was a bitter battle, because we did not see the enemy. The enemy certainly exists, but they have hidden into a brilliant beauty!
Too beautiful, is often a disaster, and put on the "beautiful" coat of disaster, more difficult to resist!
Finally, a scream sounded, and a "Star Frost Guest" fell down. He had been hit by a dozen knives! His blood is spilled, making the red more red and the strange more beautiful!
Death comes one after another.
One after another, "Xingshuangke" fell down, because they were surrounded by flying leaves, so when they fell, they looked like a fallen tree, like a burning tree.
In less than one cup of tea, the "Twelve Star Frost Guest" has all died!
The sound of Xiao stopped, and the red color faded like the tide.
On the official road, there was silence again. Even the sound of birds was clearly heard.
Twenty corpses have been lying on the bluestone slab!
The forest is as old as old, red, green, yellow, and naked greenish gray. Everything seems to happen in a dream. Only cold death stimulates people's nerves and lets you know that everything is true.
You Bing has never known what the word "fear" is, but now his voice has slightly trembled.
His voice was very soft, as if he was worried about what might be disturbed: "Villa master, do you see anything?"
Mo Jinchou slowly shook his head.
You Bing feels even colder in his heart. He can't even see the truth of Mo Jinchou. That's terrible.
Terrible as a nightmare, a nightmare in the daytime.
A faint voice came from the carriage: "Brother, help me out."
The voice is weak, but strong. You can't hear a trace of panic in this voice.
Madam Mo doesn't know martial arts, but she has more courage than many men with advanced martial arts! Her fearless courage is enough to make many men ashamed.
Now, You Bing has this feeling. Because he has a sense of shame, he looks at Mo Ruchou with a pleading eyes and hopes that Mo Ruchou will agree with Mrs. Mo's request.
Mo Jinchou stood on the horse and said softly, "It's windy outside. You can't be cold."
Mrs. Mo has always been very docile. She never disobeys Mo Jinchou's words.
But this time, she said: "No, I will look at you and see how you kill the enemy... You know what I mean."
Mo Ruchou sighed softly. Yes, he understood Mrs. Mo's meaning, just as Mrs. Mo also understood his mind.
Mrs. Mo doesn't want to let herself die without seeing her husband - this idea is cruel, but it is very likely to become a reality!
Mo Chenchou got off the horse, lifted the curtain of the carriage, and gently and carefully helped down a woman.
The woman has a big belly, but this does not reduce her beauty. On the contrary, the sacred maternal love makes her face have a holy halo, which shows her extraordinary beauty!
She smiled at Mo Jinchou and brushed the dust off her shoulder with her catkin.
Enough, this is enough to make Mo Jinchou forget the depression, anxiety, anger, and only one cavity of love.
The sound of Xiao rises again, and the wind rises again!
The red color all over the mountains and plains began to become strong again, and it rolled towards this side!
Mo Jinchou helped Mrs. Mo to a huge rock, found a square stone to let her sit down, and then asked: "Ah Ning, are you afraid?"
Mrs. Mo smiled faintly and said, "How can I be afraid of you?"
Her expression is really quiet! Her hands, pressing on her abdomen, are feeling a small life inside.
Can this little life successfully see the blue sky, white clouds, and his loving father and mother?
Red has flowed! be close by!
Mo Jinchou put Mrs. Mo's hand on her face and stuck it on it, then gently scraped Mrs. Mo's small nose.
This is a gesture of love that they have followed for seven years since their marriage.
Such a move broke Mrs. Mo's strong and quiet, and her eyes began to have crystal tears!
But she still smiled. She didn't want her husband to be distracted.
Mo Jinchou saw the crystal, but he pretended not to know, slowly turned around and stood with his back to the huge rock, just like a solid barrier!
The sound of the flute is more urgent, and the red color has arrived!
When the wind blows, thousands of trees and thousands of leaves shake! Red as fire!
The sound of the weapons striking each other is heard, and the one who shoots is You Bing.
The "Sorrow Sword" sword technique is not publicized. It looks modest and has a hint of hidden needles.
You Bing is not a "Star Frost Guest". His martial arts are better than theirs! The soul stirring red permeated around him, but was blocked by him again and again!
Mo Jinchou watched quietly. He hoped to see something, but he still got nothing! There is no figure beside you, just red leaves all over the sky!
The carriage and the groom had already been swallowed up, even without making a sound!
Gradually, the footwork and swordsmanship of You Bing began to be a little vague!
Mo Jinchou hurriedly said, "Come back here quickly!" He hoped to fight with You Bing side by side. You Bing has been following him for ten years, and the two have already had a deep understanding. Mo Jinchou believes that their power will not be simply stacked, but multiplied!
You Bing obviously heard that, because he has started to try to rush here, his swordsmanship has become fierce and magnificent.
But at this moment, the sound of Xiao suddenly became more and more intense, which made people feel nervous!
The red color on both sides of the official road suddenly flew at an extremely high speed, and shuttled around the side of the ice with a mysterious route!
The back path of ice swimming has been cut off.
Swimming ice starts to apply force to rise! His sword made countless light arcs on his side, surging and surging, flying with his body!
He hoped that he would not fall into the situation of "fans on the spot", but could observe his opponent from another angle.
If he still perseveres, he knows he can't support him for long. Because all around him, there are red leaves everywhere: flying horizontally, obliquely, circling, circling!
And behind every red, there is a terrible killing opportunity! In that way, he will never have a chance to relax. A person's nerves cannot be strained for too long. If they are strained for too long, they will lose their elasticity and become sluggish.
We must look for opportunities to relax.
So he rose to the sky!
But at once, a red color flew around him like his shadow! The killing opportunities scattered around his body did not diminish!
While the swimming ice was floating ten feet high in the air, looking around, it still got nothing! What he saw was nothing more than red surging in the green forest on both sides!
And the sound of Xiao has gradually become weird! You Bing began to be upset and irritable. He gave a loud drink, and his body suddenly moved a few feet in the middle of the air. When the blade of the sword passed, he heard the "hissing" sound of the long sword drinking blood.
It was not he who was injured, but he did not see the body hit by his sword, which added to his sense of boredom!
Now, how he longed for a fair and bright fight with people directly! It would be too sad to die without even seeing your opponent's body.
As soon as he gritted his teeth, his sword quickly attacked the thickest red. The sword was as bright as a rainbow, "crackling"!
The sword is not empty. You Bing has already felt the movement of the sword in the body. He knows that only three inches more can kill him. But instead of taking advantage of the momentum to advance the sword, he forced his wrist down, so that people could use his strength to float across!
He swept out two feet, and his feet kicked out again.
This time, he knew that this foot was like stepping on a person's crotch, and the swimming ice immediately took advantage of it to fly again!
His body moved so by force that he stayed in the air for a long time. Man is like a startled goose, but there is always a red color on his side, which is attached to his side like smoke and fog, making incredible moves with him again and again!
From a distance, it looks like a red cloud floating in the air, which is amazing!
Mo Jinchou's eyebrows have become tighter and tighter, and his forehead has been twisted into a "Sichuan" word!
If you don't worry about Madam Mo, he has already joined the battle group. Although You Bing is worthy of his master and servant, their relationship has already changed from master to servant, just like brothers!
If he had to give up his wife to save Youbing, it would not only make Mrs. Mo suffer, but Youbing would not forgive him for this foolish act.
Now, he can only wait. Waiting for victory; Or, fail!
He knows Youbing's swordsmanship and martial arts very well. Therefore, he seldom worries about skating, and this time is one of the "few".
The sound of Xiao suddenly began to appear jumping notes!
Then, the "red cloud" began to scatter like an explosion!
The sweet and rusty smell immediately filled the air! Mo Jinchou's heart could not help tightening!
A figure plunged down like a broken kite!
When you reach the ground, you can see the figure struggling to roll over and stand still!
So, is he a human?
It's just a bloody body! His neck has been slashed heavily, not only the skin is turned up, but also the throat bone of Bai Sensen is revealed!
His body was full of holes, and almost no part of it was complete. What hung down were not only ragged clothes, but also bloody meat and blue and white meridians!
If it wasn't for the sword he held in his hand, Mo Jinchou could not recognize him as You Bing at all!
When you land on the ice, you should have turned your back. Now, he is trying to turn around.
Such a simple action is not easy for a person who has been injured beyond the shape of a human skeleton.
In the end, he still didn't finish this action, and then he fell down slowly. At the moment of falling down, he fought for the last breath, turned his body to a tiny angle, and then fell down!
When he fell down, his face was facing Mo Jinchou, who seemed to see his lips gently moved a few times.
Of course, Mo Jinchou could not hear what he was talking about, but Mo Jinchou had understood the last look in You Bing's eyes, even though that look had begun to fade with the passing of life.
His eyes were full of apology. He was uneasy about his inability to protect the villa master and his wife.
A burst of sadness has filled my eyes with tears!
At this time, the red color faded again, and several more bodies appeared on the ground!
Madame Mo suddenly said: "Brother, do you still remember what day it is today?"
Mo Zhenchou wondered why she suddenly asked this question. After a little thought, she said, "How can I not remember? Today ten years ago was the day when you and I first met on Dongting Lake?"
Moff said: "Good! At that time, you were really stupid... Time passed quickly, and it will be ten years in the twinkling of an eye."
Hearing that Mrs. Mo suddenly recalled the past, he couldn't help feeling ominous. He quickly changed the subject and said: "You Bing is a stranger, but it's rare that he is so loyal. I want to recognize his sister as a righteous sister from now on, and let him be at peace in heaven, so as not to always worry about her."
Moff said: "In fact, you have already regarded their brothers and sisters as your own
Her voice suddenly trembled, off and on.
Mo Jinchou hurries to turn around, only to see that Madam Mo is pale and sweating!
She held her stomach in agony, and obviously the foetus moved again!
Mo Chin was so worried that he hurried back to squat down and said eagerly, "Ah Ning, can you... can you stand it?"
Mrs. Mo wanted to nod her head to make Mo Jinchou feel better, but the pain had taken her strength away unconsciously!
She has no strength to nod now. She only feels the pain in her abdomen coming one after another. It seems that there is a big hand holding her heart and lungs and tearing, wringing and kneading!
Her lips had been bitten and red blood flowed out.
Mo Jinchou got up quickly and said in a loud voice: "My wife is not familiar with martial arts. She is not a member of the Wulin. Any friend who has any hatred for me will directly come to me! How can a weak woman be embarrassed when she is five feet tall? I wonder if any expert can answer the promise?"
His words are imbued with supreme internal power, so although his voice is silent, it is full of qi and can be spread far away.
In fact, he felt that he was almost taking advantage of the tiger. How could this be possible?
But after hearing the sound of Xiao, the mountain red began to move away!
At last, Mo Ruchou saw a word "no" which was several feet wide in the forest!
Although this had been predicted by Mo Ruchou, when he saw his opponent answering in this way, there was still an unknown fire rising!
Obviously, the opponent is showing off to him!
Mo Jinchou can't imagine when he offended such a terrible devil! The other side's strange way of killing people, let alone watching, is that they have not even heard of it.
Madame Mo said softly, "Why do you have to do this... this meaningless effort? You know, how can I... live on my own?"
How much effort should she make to finish this paragraph!
Mo Chin worried and said with concern, "Don't talk any more. Hold your breath. Maybe it will make you feel better. Just now I was confused and talked nonsense."
Mrs. Mo did not listen to him, and still gasped: "Don't worry about me. Kill two more people, and earn two more. Look... The situation at hand can only be... that's all."
Mo Chinchou felt a strong sense of sadness in his heart and said in secret: "Could it be that he died so unknowingly?"
If Mrs. Mo was not pregnant, he could have put Mrs. Mo on the carriage and rode back, while he was struggling to cover it, then it would be possible to escape.
But how can Mrs. Mo stand the turbulence now? It is only 200 li from their "Qinghuan Villa" to here, but they have been walking for several hours! This is to prevent Madam Mo from suffering from turbulence.
Now, he is looking forward to the sound of the flute. Because he can't afford to spend time, Mrs. Mo's face is getting worse and worse, as white as paper!
The fist of Mo Jinchou has burst into blood! He felt that this painful waiting had almost made him crazy.
When his hand unintentionally touched his waist, he could not help feeling a move in his heart and secretly blamed himself: "Why are you so stupid? If they don't attack me, can't I take the initiative?"
What his hand touched was a few ingots of silver.
Mo Chenchou used his internal power to break the silver, and it was divided vertically into thin silver pieces, just like a small silver knife with scattered silver light!
He weighed them in his hand, and there were thirteen "silver knives" in total.
Under the quick sweep of his eyes, six pieces of silver immediately came out of his hands!
The silver slice cuts the air to make a light sharp shriek.
In the distance, there were several screams from the fiery red.
The cry is so sad that I can't worry about the morale! Because from the beginning to the present, although he has seen more than 20 corpses of his opponents, he has not heard a scream, as if they were all flesh and blood.
Six silver lights shot out of his hand!
Xiao Sheng is finally aroused!
The corners of the mouth of Mo Jinchou could not help hanging a smile that was not easy to detect.
The red color streamed from the jungle on both sides like the tide.
Do not enter into sorrow, embrace the sword and return to the Yuan Dynasty. Yue Tingfeng stands still!
The wind also rises, falling leaves!
This time, there are not only red leaves, but also yellow and green ones. All the gorgeous colors are mixed together, flying like butterflies in a dazzling way!
Beautiful enough to wait for the gentle cover of death.
Mo Jinchou didn't dare to do a big move because he didn't want to be separated from his wife!
One step with one sword, ten steps with one sword.
Each sword weighs as much as a thousand pounds; Every sword is as light as a feather.
Step by step, die by step.
This sword technique.
Such pace——
If it were not for the strange red that made it impossible to see things, Mo Zhuchou believed that now there would be corpses everywhere.
This was told by his decades of killing experience.
What's more, his already cold sword has begun to become warm. This sword is as cold as water until it has drunk enough blood of twenty people.
Unfortunately, he could not see his own achievements. Now, all he could see was leaves all over the sky.
Sometimes, he can feel the cold flash of lightning behind the leaves, and even can feel some murderous eyes like wolves behind the leaves.
All of these can only stay on the "feeling" forever. He never really found an enemy!
It seems that his enemy is the flying leaves.
Deciduous leaves can be true or false, but whether they are true or false, you can't help but guard against them.
It's hard to fight. Because it is impossible to know how many people there are on the other side and what the source is, Mo Jinchou seems that the fight will never end. It seems that the opponent will never finish. So it is not only the body but also the heart that is tired. He does not know how big the wound he has caused to the other party, whether it is insignificant or has been severely injured?
Suddenly, his heart suddenly cooled - he could no longer see his wife!
Unconsciously, he had been wrapped in fallen leaves. Now, he saw that every inch of space was filled with blood!
He could not help shouting: "Ah Ning!"
No echo!
His swordsmanship stopped immediately!
In front of so many red leaves flowing to him like mercury, any stagnation can bring opportunities for attack!
Mochenchou's rib was immediately swept and hit by a whip!
He has been trapped in the fiery sea and can't distinguish the direction, so his rush may make him farther and farther away from his wife!
Caught in the official road between the valleys, such a gorgeous red color is filled with, surging, rolling, surging and galloping around the center of the worry of not entering!
Xiao Sheng has begun to have a magical power to penetrate into the soul!
Mo Jinchou suddenly wants to laugh - how can this be possible? At this critical moment of life and death?
But he really wanted to laugh, and he felt a strange happiness crowding in his heart, trying to break out of the cocoon!
It is the mysterious flute playing its magic!
Mojin Chou is a man who cannot laugh, because his sword is "Chou Jian".
Mo Jinchou smiled, and his swordsmanship fell sharply.
Therefore, he had almost bitten his teeth to hold back the burst of laughter.
Now, he has more than one injury.
The more seriously he was hurt, the more difficult it was for him to resist the invasion of Devil Sound.
At last, Mo Chin smiled darkly, because the laughter was squeezed out from the teeth and the bottom of the throat, just like a tree sticking out of the strange stones, which had been twisted and deformed.
As soon as the laughter came out, he had been hit by three swords, five swords, one shot, and a heavy blow on his lower abdomen!
After Mo Jinchou was injured, red immediately retreated to both sides like falling tide!
The official road has become empty again.
There are only corpses, only the injured Mo Jinchou, and the sound of Xiao fluttering in the air
Mo Jinchou has bent over with laughter.
No sorrow but laughter and blood.
Mo Jinchou has twisted her face with a smile!
His ferocious and terrible face told others his endless pain.
He hates it! But he is laughing! So, he suffered!
Finally, his spirit collapsed, and the "sorrow sword" quickly wiped away from his neck.
With a "dang", his sword flew away!
Mo Jinchou is no longer Mo Jinchou. From the first day he held the sword, he didn't let his sword fly away!
The sword flying away from his hand was like flying away from his arm, which brought him unforgettable pain.
"Wow", he spewed out a big mouthful of blood!
Mo Jinchou's face, which was already pale, is now even paler.
What shot down his sword was a red leaf, but there was a jagged light around the leaf!
The sound of Xiao stopped.
Mo Jinchou's facial muscles have stiffened, and he always keeps that angry and painful smile!
A gust of wind came - no! It is a person who is as fast as the wind and as erratic as the wind!
Mo Zhuchou's injury had made him unable to stand up, but he still straightened up because he wanted to see his opponent.
After a lifetime of licking blood with a knife, I can't even know who I died under when I finally died.
He saw a kindly old man!
This, how can this be possible?
Even seeing a man with a cow's head won't surprise Mo Jinchou so far.
How can such a killer be a kind old man? He should have a face full of flesh and scars!
At that moment, a miracle appeared.
The longevity eyebrows, white hair and childlike appearance of the kind old man are gone. What appears in front of Mo Jinchou is a strong man with a face full of flesh and scars!
No matter who sees an old man suddenly become a strong man in the blink of an eye, and this change happens right under your nose, you will be silly.
Is it possible that he is not a person at all, but the incarnation of a ghost?
The ghost let out a triumphant laugh!
In the crazy laughter, the strong man with a fierce face disappeared again, and the one who appeared in front of Mo Jinchou became a beautiful young woman!
Young women are full of charm! Even the body part is so graceful as wind and willow!
She cast a affectionate wink at Mo Jinchou!
Mo Jinchou's heart sank down at once - perhaps, I really met a ghost!
He was not afraid of death, but thought that if he (she) was really a ghost, he would never get back the blood debt.
Maybe it's a dream? Only in dreams can such strange things happen.
He pinched his thigh hard: pain!
Where's the wife? Mo Jinchou didn't know which direction to look at at the moment. By the time he fixed his eyes on the place ten or ten feet away from his left side, his blood had almost solidified, and he could only hear his temples "flopping" wildly, and the veins on his forehead were swelling, almost bursting!
Mrs. Mo is dead, and her abdomen, which is pregnant with life and hope, has been cut open!
A formed baby is thrown far away!
The blood is red. It is no longer the red leaf, but Mrs Mo's blood!
Animals! Animals!
Mo Jinchou doesn't swear. His character is consistent with his appearance. He is so gentle. It is a first time that he uses these two words together on one person.
He rushed at his opponent like a crazy trapped animal!
He no longer had a sword, and even his injuries made him not able to finish the action of rushing forward quickly enough, which seemed to be a bit staggering.
But he couldn't care much. Now he only had one idea: tear the enemy apart! Bite the enemy to pieces! Drain the enemy's blood!!!
However, he didn't even touch the body of the other party, and he just floated back like a broken kite.
Two feet away from each other, he felt a fierce force hit his chest!
As soon as the chest is stuffy, the throat is sweet, and the body is still in the air, a bloody blood arrow has been ejected!
He has lost his footing, but he doesn't want to fall down!
Therefore, he leaned against a crooked neck tree in a strange and awkward posture and stared at his opponent with venomous eyes.
If the eyes can kill people, then the other party has already died a thousand times in Mo Jinchou's eyes full of hatred!
But now she just smiled lightly.
After a smile, her beautiful face disappeared again.
What appeared before Mo Zhenchou was a skinny middle-aged Confucian scholar. His nose was deeply hooked, his cheeks were skinny, and his eyes were shining with venom and gloom!
Mo Jinchou was surprised and said, "It's... you! Are you still alive?"
The man looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. Countless leaves fell in the laughter. Mo Jinchou felt that his chest was stuffy again, and he couldn't help vomiting a mouthful of blood.
When the laughter stopped, he said in a voice that was cold to the bone: "No, Diao Guantian, the 'poor evil sword', is dead. He died in the hands of Mo Ruchou, Duan Muhuan, Yi Forgive Worry, and Qiu Mengnu, who are regarded as the 'Four Love Swordsman'! But his soul will not die! It is me who is reborn, and I am 'shadowless and godless'!"
Mo Chinchou took a breath and hissed: "Unexpectedly, you are still alive after being pierced by four swords! Is it because of the divine will that you cannot defeat evil?"
At this time, Wan Jue, who claimed to be "shadowless and godless", said grimly, "I must thank you. If you hadn't thrown me off the cliff, how would I have gotten the ghost of the divine flute?"
He looked up to the sky and laughed again. An invisible vigorous qi surged out of his laughter. Unexpectedly, he burst out with blood again!
The devil can hurt people!
Wanjue smiled, and Fang proudly said, "The unfinished business of the nine faced demons will be completed in my hands! Two hundred years ago, there could be a nine faced demons and a Kongmeng magic sabre, and two hundred years later, there could only be one Wanjue! Therefore, I must be able to sweep the world and let the whole Wulin female fall under my feet!"
Mo Jinchou's thoughts began to become ethereal again. His injuries had weakened his real strength and made it difficult to concentrate.
However, the words "Nine Faced Demon" still shocked him involuntarily, because "Nine Faced Demon" was a great evil demon 200 years ago!
The "Nine Faced Demon" more than 200 years ago almost turned the whole Wulin upside down! Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, Huashan, Kongtong and Kunlun of Bai Dao have existed in name but not in reality; The underworld sects have attached themselves to the "Nine Faced Demons"!
At that time, a "Confucius Mencius Magic Sabre" was issued.
Confucius Mencius magic knife miraculously helped the Jianghu to be in decline. With his amazing knife, he could kill demons and eliminate demons, so that the Jianghu would be vast and the world would be bright again!
The "Nine Faced Demon" is just a flute that can take people's souls!
What's more, the muscles, skin, bones and facial features of the "Nine Faced Demon" have been trained so that they can be changed at will with the real power of the supreme family!
When the "Nine Faced Demon" appeared, it might be a fat man, a thin man with a javelin like body, a villain, or a mistress!
It is because of this that the "nine faced ferocious demons" can escape from the big encirclement and suppression of decent people countless times!
Now, it seems that Wanzi has completely learned the martial arts mental skill of "Nine Faced Demons"!
How can this not make Mo Jinchou shocked and desperate?
He had a premonition that another Wulin catastrophe was coming.
His own death was just a sign before the storm.
Two hundred years ago, there was a "Confucius Mencius magic sword" to turn the tide. What about today two hundred years later?
Mo Zhenchou thought about all the top experts in the Jianghu that he knew, but he got nothing!
He couldn't help sighing sadly.
In his sigh, Wanjue waved his hand.
Immediately, countless red leaves began to fly! Fly to Mo Ru Chou who has been badly hurt!
Mo Zhuchou didn't look alarmed. He didn't even pay attention to the sharp cold wind that greeted his body. Instead, he threw his melancholy eyes to a distant place.
At the moment before he died, what he thought was: "Who will help this dangerous building that is about to tilt?"
Wanjue laughs wildly!
The red tide began to fade away in his laughter.
His laughter is getting farther and farther away
By this time, it was almost dusk. The sun at dusk, as usual, should be particularly bright for a while.
The mountain scenery seems to be fresh because it is nourished by blood.
The mountain is clear after blood? The mountain looks fresh after blood!
If you stand on the high ridge, you will see the ups and downs of the hillside, with clusters of yellow, clusters of bright green, and clusters of soul grabbing red!
It is as beautiful as a memory, and the memory is always sad.
……
Mo Jinchou's death passed quickly! It seemed that someone was riding a pony and running around day and night to announce it.
By the afternoon of the third day, if anyone has not heard the news, he is either deaf or an idiot.
Yi forget worry also heard of course.
He is not deaf, let alone an idiot. On the contrary, his "13th floor of the Cold War" is enough to make him a clairvoyant.
When Wu Xiu, the leader of the eleventh floor, told him the news, he laughed, looked up and drank all the wine in the glass, and said, "Old Wu, go and clean your ears before you talk to me. You say that I am dead, rather than that I am dead. I believe it."
Ding Lingling, his lovely wife, was in his arms laughing her head off.
Wu Xiu opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he left without saying anything. In fact, when his subordinates told him the news, he had no idea.
Mo Jinchou's martial arts are better than any of his enemies. He has no disease. How could he die?
Seeing Wu Xiu leave, Yi forgetyou pinched Ding Lingling's cheek and said, "My people will report to me later. Don't you laugh!"
He was serious, but his handsome eyes were already smiling.
Ding Lingling was not afraid of him. She jumped out of his arms and kissed him viciously on the face. She giggled, "Just smile, can you still eat me raw?"
Yi forgetyou grimaced and said, "Ha ha, I'm going to eat you!"
He plunged his head into Ding Lingling's arms and bit her, making her eyes misty.
Ban Zhong, the seventh floor master, reported the matter to him for the second time.
Ban Zhong is a man who does not talk and laugh. He never talks at a discount. He is straightforward. It is more difficult to get an extra word out of his mouth than to pay money.
He stood straight in front of Yi Yongyou and said, "Mo Jinyou is dead."
Yi forgets his worries and releases Wu Fengyun's hand - Wu Fengyun is another woman of his. He has many women. Sometimes he can't remember how many women he has. In any case, he knew that everyone was beautiful, and was obsessed with him. He was so obsessed that he would no longer be jealous.
If a person has many beautiful women, and these women will not compete with each other, then it is impossible for you not to forget your worries.
He asked thoughtfully, "Really?"
Ban Zhong didn't answer, because he didn't need to answer. Yi forgot that he knew he would say "yes".
Yi forgot and said, "Who killed it?"
"I don't know!"
"What weapon did you die of?"
"Knife, sword, gun, whip, fist and foot, not poisoned."
Yi forgot his worry and finally frowned. There were few facts that would make him frown.
He said to himself, "It seems that many people are besieging him, so he should not die! Those who besiege others have low martial arts skills. No matter how many people there are, they can't trap people like Mo Jinchou. Besides, he is not alone. At least he has a swimming ice beside him."
It is unbelievable that there is no ice skating without worry, just like there is a human figure without a figure.
"You Bing, Twelve Star Froster and Madam Mo are all dead."
Yi forgot to worry and took a breath of air conditioner, which made her toothache.
If it wasn't because he was too far away from Luoyang, he would like to go there and see how his old friend died.
The "Four Emotions Swordsman" seldom comes and goes. They live in the southeast, northwest and thousands of miles apart. However, this does not mean that their feelings are very weak. On the contrary, they are all sincere friends.
They didn't spend much time together. Duan Muhuan and Qiu Mengnu met for the first time when they were chasing Diao Guantian, the "poor evil sword".
Before that, they had been called "Four Love Swordsman". Since the name of "Four Love Swordsman" was called, they had been friends, no matter they had met before.
This is strange, but it is not unreasonable. Before they met, they had heard of each other for a long time. The so-called heroes sympathize with each other means people like them.
After a moment's silence, Yi forgot to worry and said, "Check!"
The seventh floor master Ban Zhong retreated.
The third one came in and reported to the fourth floor master, Zuo Buddha.
At this time, it was the third day that Mo Jinchou was killed.
Zuo Fo's big foot made the ground "thump". As soon as he entered the door, he said in a loud voice: "The leader is not good!"
Yi forgetyou glared at him and said, "Be quiet, don't you see the grass sleeping?"
Zuo Buddha stared at the beauty sleeping on a couch, suppressed his voice and said, "The tenth floor was extinguished last night."
Yi forgetyou jumped up and said, "fart!"
Zuo Buddha was wronged and said, "No, that's exactly the case! King Xiu, the master of the tenth floor building, and more than 300 of his brothers were killed overnight, and none of them survived!"
Yi's face turned pale at once, and he pressed his knuckles until they clicked.
As long as you are not a fool, you can associate Mo Jinchou's killing with the two things that are very close to each other.
Who dare to shout at him?
Hang Xiaocao was awakened by the sound. She looked around sleepily and said in a charming voice, "It's not easy to sleep, but you..."
"Shut up!" Yi forgetyou roared, his voice so loud that even he was scared.
He has never treated his woman so rudely.
Hang Xiaocao was stunned at first, and then her tears came down. Little by little, there was no end, but she didn't make any noise. She just bit her lower lip and shivered like the cold leaves in autumn, which made people feel pity.
Yi forgot his worries and secretly blamed himself. How could he cast his anger on a woman?
But in front of his subordinates, he would not make amends to her, especially in front of people like Zuo Fo who didn't cover their mouths.
He said in a deep voice, "When the incident happened, did you notice anything unusual in other sub buildings, especially your fourth floor, which is close to them?"
He said it tactfully, but in fact he was criticizing Zuo Buddha, because the locations of the "13th floor of the Cold War" were originally different from each other, and in case of an accident, they could support each other.
But now the tenth floor has been destroyed, and the fourth floor of Zuo Buddha has only come to report to us, which is somewhat unreasonable.
Zuo Buddha's big face also turned red. He nervously dodged Yi's eyes and whispered: "They didn't send out a warning signal. I... one of my brothers heard a faint sound of flute in the middle of the night! Because it was against the wind, he didn't really listen to it. He didn't care about it at that time. Now it seems that the sound of flute is in the direction of the tenth floor. Could it be related to this matter?"
"Xiao Sheng?" Yi forgot and pondered.
What does the sound of Xiao sound mean?
However, in any case, Xiao Sheng is also a clue, which is better than no clue.
He took a few steps with his hands behind his back and said, "Go and call Mr. Duanmu. Hurry up!"
As soon as Zuo Buddha turned around, he saw Mr. Duanmu coming in.
Mr. Duanmu looks like Lv Dongbin on the farmhouse wall. If he shakes a feather fan in his hand and puts a sword upside down on his shoulder, he will be a living Dongbin.
Of course, he didn't hold the feather fan, but he held a handle of Ruyi, the kind of "no asking" used to scratch.
As a result, this "Lv Dongbin" is neither fish nor fowl.
Mr. Duanmu looks frightened!
There are not many things that can make Mr. Duanmu so frightened.
Yi forgetyou hurriedly said, "I was just looking for you."
Mr. Duanmu said eagerly, "Something's wrong!"
Yi forgot and said: "I already know that the tenth floor was extinguished last night, right?"
Mr. Duanmu opened his mouth and could not close it. For a long time, Fang said, "The tenth floor is extinguished?"
Yi forgetyou was also surprised and said, "Isn't that what you are going to tell me?"
Mr. Duanmu's face was even more frightened. He said, "No, I'm talking about something else."
Yi forgets his worries and Zuo Buddha's heart sinks.
Is there any other misfortune besides the destruction of the tenth floor? They looked at Mr. Duanmu nervously.
Mr. Duanmu said softly, "The ninth floor is destroyed!"
Yi forgot his worries and was stunned!
The room suddenly became quiet, and even Hang Xiaocao forgot to be sad. Maybe she was scared back by the amazing news.
"The 13th floor of the Cold War" was destroyed two sub floors overnight, which is really incredible news!
What is more frightening is that when the ten sub buildings were destroyed, the other sub buildings did not know anything about it, but only found this when they made routine rounds between each other at dawn.
Unable to stand the oppressive atmosphere, Zuo Buddha made a detour: "How about I go out and let the sub buildings strengthen their guard?"
For the time being, this is the only way. So Yi forgot to worry and nodded.
Zuo Buddha hurried out, and his loud chiding sounded outside the door.
Yi forgetyou said to Duanmu, "How many people in the Jianghu use Xiao as a weapon?"
Mr. Duanmu said, "Is this case related to Xiao?"
Yi forgets and nods.
Mr. Duanmu said, "If we can kill the people in our two sub buildings so unknowingly, our martial arts have reached the peak, so ordinary people should not calculate at all, right?"
Yi forgot to worry and nodded again.
Mr. Duanmu then said, "Even if the person's martial arts are higher and our people's martial arts are lower, it is unbelievable to kill all the seven hundred people in the two sub buildings at night without anyone knowing it. Therefore, this person should not be a loner, but should have a gang, right?"
Yi forgot to worry and nodded again.
Mr. Duanmu then said, "This man killed more than 700 people on the 13th floor of the Cold War. Naturally, he should have a deep hatred for us. Of course, it is possible that he was a killer, right?"
He was right in his analysis. Of course, Yi had to nod.
"If you want to know who the other party is, you must meet the above three points and look around the whole Wulin......"
Yi forgetyou said eagerly, "How many people are there?"
Mr. Duanmu looked at him and said, "No."
Yi forgetyou exclaimed in surprise, "No?"
Mr. Duanmu definitely nodded. Mr. Duanmu knows everything in the Jianghu very well. He said no, he must be right.
Mr. Duanmu then said, "If the dead people are also taken into account, the latest suitable candidate is the one from 200 years ago."
"Who?"
"The nine faces are ferocious."
"The nine faced devil who finally died under Confucius and Mencius' magic sabre?"
"Not bad! But he should have rotted to ashes."
Yes, the nine faced ferocious demons and Confucius Mencius magic sabre are legendary figures for people today. It would be a bit funny if we had to drag the legendary characters into the living reality.
Mr. Duanmu said, "Maybe the sound people hear is just a coincidence."
Yi forgetyou said: "I hope it is not a coincidence, because if this clue is broken, then we can say that we know nothing about our opponents."
Mr. Duanmu pushed open the window, looked out of the window, and said, "Maybe the only thing we can do now is to wait. Crucially, it is only when our people die enough that we can understand the enemy."
"At the cost of life?" Yi said painfully. Everyone knows that Yi Zhiyou cherishes his subordinates to the point of being stingy, so there has never been a rebellion on the 13th floor of the Cold War, and his power has snowballed.
Because Yi's subordinates can't find a master who cares more about them than Yi's subordinates.
Yi forgot and asked, "Is there any other way to learn more earlier?"
Mr. Duanmu said, "Yes, but it is not suitable."
Yi forgetyou said anxiously, "Let's talk about it."
Mr. Duanmu said, "Please forgive me for being rude. I want my lord to pretend to be dead!"
After saying this, he looked at Yi and forgot his worries.
Yi forgot to worry and was not angry. His face was only surprised. He said strangely: "If I use your plan to feign death, what's the effect? The opponent must be able to see the mystery, because this time is too sensitive, how can I die at this point?"
Mr. Duanmu secretly said in his heart: "He is indeed a noble chivalrous man. He didn't think of good luck or bad luck when I made this plan. He first thought about whether he could succeed, and he was very calm. It's really rare."
At the moment, he said, "Yes, the enemy will suspect that there is fraud. That is why they will speed up their action and not just stay on the outside attack, but go straight to their destination."
After a pause, he looked at Yi and said, "No doubt, he must be targeting you!"
Of course, there is no doubt about this.
Mr. Duanmu then said, "So he will come directly to the main building on the 13th floor of the Cold War. At that time, you can see the true face of Mount Lushan."
Yi forgot and said: "So the decisive battle between him and me will be carried out in advance?"
Mr. Duanmu said, "This is good for you, but not bad, because the other side is in the dark, and we are in the light. At present, his plan is to destroy the 13th floor step by step, leaving our Cold War building helpless. At that time, if he acts again, we will pay a much higher price."
Yi forgot and said, "What's our chance of winning?"
Mr. Duanmu said, "Twenty percent."
As soon as he said this, Yi's face changed involuntarily. No matter who he is, even if his concentration is good, he is a bit hung up when he hears others say that he has only 20% chance of winning.
Mr. Duanmu did not seem to notice this. He continued: "We should also concentrate the elites on the 13th floor of the Cold War in the main building - of course, all this should be done in the dark. As soon as the other party steps into the main building, it will be our all-out strike to greet them!"
When the power is weak, we should hold all our strength into one fist, so that we can have a better chance of winning.
In the past, the 13th floor of the Cold War was scattered because the Cold War Building was so powerful that others dared not strike stones with eggs. Therefore, the wider the net is spread, the faster the development will be.
The so-called "one moment" and "another moment" can only be changed flexibly according to time and events, so as not to fall into a passive position.
Yi forgot his worries and pondered for a long time.
In such a long time, Mr. Duanmu did not say a word. He scratched his neck with his "no asking".
Yi forgot to worry about making a twirl - this is his habit when he clapped the board - and said loudly: "OK, everything is up to you. As for me..."
Speaking of this, he smiled and said, "I will be responsible for death!"
Mr. Duanmu left.
Spreading the news of Yi's death is too simple for the huge Cold War building.
The cause of death is sudden illness.
Of course, this reason is a bit far fetched, but it doesn't matter. Yi forgot to worry about leaving some flaws for the world to guess.
And his enemies will also see the flaws. When they see the flaws, he must want to explore the truth behind the fake, and that is why he will forget his worries.
The news spread so fast and widely that even Yi forgot to worry about whether he was really dead.
