When it opened again, Ye Chun's eyes were full of tenacity. The moment he stretched out his right hand, I looked at the ground again, and my face was pale. There was a sad look in Ye Chun's eyes, but I didn't hesitate. He turned away and hid in a deep cave.

"My sister, my sister," she said, looking slowly over her shoulder, looking at her, still quiet, she finally came back to her, shouting, crawling to her side, Her eyes are red and she is shaking her left hand.

However, the desperate cry had no effect at all, the blood on the two corners of his mouth was shocking, his eyes opened slightly, and his energy slowly dissipated.

His clear eyes were filled with despair, and tears could not help but pour out. He was seriously injured, and with sadness, passed away directly in his eyes.

The light of the sword flashed, and immediately they came to the front, and the figures of the two disciples on the foundation of the building appeared. Seeing a Ye Chun passing by, the two disciples were stunned. When their eyes turned to the two people lying on the ground At that time, their faces changed a lot.

"Ah, it's senior brother Qingyang and eldest sister who dare to do this at the foot of Morning Star Mountain!"

"My brother Qingyang is still angry," she said.

"Forget it," he said.

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The two disciples rushed towards Morning Star Mountain and quickly disappeared into the clouds.

Behind a big tree, Ye Chun's figure slowly moved away. The evil lines had long since disappeared and returned to normal. He looked at the light of the two swords, hiding in the clouds, and his face looked cold and scary.

With no strength left, he hit the tree trunk with a heavy punch, bloody! Towards

Ten days later, in a forest full of dead leaves, a dark shadow flew across, and God's knowledge spread out.

The black figure had just passed through. On the ground behind him, dead leaves gradually rose up. A similar black shadow poked out from the ground and slowly emerged. His eyes flashed with cold light and he followed closely to the ground.

The shadow in front of me realized that his eyes were cold, and he did not look back. He walked forward quickly, holding a piece of ruby ​​in his hand.

However, at this moment, three bright red needles were nailed to Shadow's right hand. His right hand immediately turned red and shook, but he had no strength to pinch it.

Flashes of blood gushed out, and Yuzhen's right hand fell to the ground, but in the black shadow's eyes, there was no fear, but there was a trace of certainty.

It was just that he was about to leave, but the shadow behind him was faster. He hit the man with a heavy knife, cutting off his entire body side by side. The man in black clothes fell in half and fell On earth until death.

Ye Chun threw herself on his body, looking cold and emotionless. The blood knife in his hand made a demonic sound. The blood on the knife was strange. It did not flow down, but slowly penetrated into the blade. The blood on the knife slowly penetrated into the blade. Killing is more powerful! Towards

Ye Chun didn't even look at the corpse on the ground. He stretched out his hand, picked up the blood and jade that fell on the ground, glued his eyes, leaving an illusion, and then casually threw it into the mountain. After a flash, it became Dark shadow.

The red jade lay quietly among the dead leaves, and the red light flashed. After the fragrance passed, the red color on the jadeite suddenly turned red, and a crack spread the entire jade slip into pieces.

In less than half a column of incense, with the light of the sword and the shuttle of shadows, a dozen killers in black clothes gathered from all directions, staring at the ground silently, their heads on the other side of the body, the light was very cold , no sadness, no sympathy.

A black figure wearing gold stripes with a gloomy face slowly walked to the edge of the broken jade, picked up a piece of broken jade, and crushed it hard, with a chill in his eyes: "A pile of garbage, not yet!"

The appearance of more than a dozen people around them did not change much, but turned into more than a dozen swords and scattered in all directions. There was only one person with golden stripes on his body, looking up at the sky with a gloomy expression. "Where can you escape to between heaven and earth?"

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Thousands of miles away, Ye Chun's figure could not stop moving. For ten days, under Luo Chang'en's frantic pursuit, Ye Chun struggled to survive by relying on his understanding of Luo Shamon, and escaped from Luo Shamon's tight siege, but he also paid his dues. A heavy price to pay. At that time, there were dozens of wounds of various sizes, blood levels and levels, and cracks in the lapels, and I didn't even have time to change the wounds.

But during these 10 days, Sky Ye Chun's eyes were always cold and firm, and the scenes during the day kept replaying in his brain! Towards

Whenever I think of the pale shadow lying down slowly, the clothes on the chest, the shocking blood stains, the heart of heaven is like a

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