Chapter 270

The night is like a curtain, and the lonely moon is hanging high.

In the void, there are a large number of immortals walking in the sky. All the checkpoints of haoxuan mountain are guarded by immortals, and the lights are bright in the rolling mountains. I don't know how many disciples of Jiuhua immortal sect are searching for the trace of Li Jiangliu.

Jiuhua peak.

Under the cover of the night, Lijiang River carefully sneaked, and from time to time lay prone in the thick grass to avoid the immortal who passed over his head.

People don't want to die, even the Lijiang River is no exception.

Li Jiangliu not only doesn't want to die, but also wants to live well, because he knows that this is his last chance. Only by completing the task assigned to him by Ye Xuan can he really start a new life.

When Yan caier stabbed through his heart, the once Li River was dead, and there was only endless reluctance and anger in his heart.

However, he had been hesitating and struggling all the way. He could kill anyone, but he could not kill Yan caier.

When Yan caier cut through his heart, at that time he could kill the woman, but he really couldn't do it, and finally he had to run away.

Confused and hesitant for a long time, Li Jiangliu is extremely tangled, but he is still heading for Jiuhua peak. Maybe when he sees this woman again, he can make the final decision.

What should be faced must be faced after all. Li Jiangliu knows that he can't escape. He has only the last two immortal powers in his body, which is also the killing means given to him by Ye Xuan.

All the disciples in Jiuhua peak are internal disciples. Each internal disciple has an independent cave. They are also the foundation of Jiuhua immortal sect.

These caves are all built on the hillside. Looking around, they are connected one by one. When the Li River flows like a cat, Li Jiuyou quickly appears and continues to sneak towards the next cave.

Li Jiangliu has never killed anyone. This is the first time he has killed anyone, but maybe he was born to kill people. When he killed a senior brother who once mocked and humiliated him, his mind was not in turmoil.

Poof poof!

It's a spirit sabre. It's cold and cold. The corpse of a female disciple of Jiuhua immortal sect is separated. When she dies, her eyes are staring at the Lijiang River, but it doesn't make the Lijiang River fluctuate, but there is a sense of comfort in her heart.

"Is this the feeling of killing?"

Looking at the female corpse under her feet, she was gradually cold and stiff. The Li River whispered to herself. There was an intoxicated color in her eyes, as if she was feeling something.

Walk away without waves and waves. When killing becomes an instinct, when killing becomes an alternative release, Lijiang River is undergoing an extremely terrible transformation.

This transformation is not spiritual, but spiritual. There is a trace of yellow fat man on his body, and this is the extremely evil person Ye Xuan wants.

He is full of evil and unscrupulous. Ye Xuan needs this kind of person, because this kind of person can live long and can be used by him.

Li River flows like the shadow of the night and sneaks among the inner disciples' cave. Every time he passes by, an acquaintance he once knew will die miserably in his hands.

The goodness he once had gradually disappeared, and a sinister and cruel breath bloomed around him until he was covered with blood and walked out of the last cave, and the whole person became gloomy and silent.

"Yan caier, let's make a final settlement between you and me."

Li Jiangliu looked at the Jiuhua hall on the top of the mountain. He turned into a shadow and sneaked away towards the top of the mountain.

Flickering candles, bridal chamber spring night.

As the daughter of Jiuhua Xuanxian, Yan caier's position in Jiuhua Xianzong naturally goes without saying, while Yan Yunfei is the chief disciple of Jiuhua Xianzong, and his status is even more distinguished.

Today is the wedding day of the two people's congresses. It is a good time for the Spring Festival. The flower candles in the bridal chamber are also the favorite thing between men and women.

But the appearance of the Lijiang River destroyed this spring night.

Yan Yunfei's face was pale, and Yan caier was working hard on his bed. Yan caier wiped Yan Yunfei's forehead with a cold sweat from time to time, and his beautiful face was even more distressed.

"Hoo!"

A mouthful of turbid Qi spits out. Yan Yunfei slowly opens his eyes. His voice is gloomy and says, "this waste is so strong. I almost die in his hands."

"Elder martial brother Yunfei, his heart is pierced by caier. He won't live long at all. There are also daddy and the elders under the door searching for this man's body. Don't be angry." Yan caier comforted softly.

Yan Yunfei's wife was on her side. Yan Yunfei was warm-hearted, took Yan caier into his arms, and said with a slight apology, "today Japan is the time for you and me to marry, but I am seriously injured. Caier has really hurt you."

Yan caier leaned happily in Yan Yunfei's arms, and his slender jade hand drew a circle on his chest and said softly, "senior brother Yunfei, don't say that. As long as you can accompany caier, caier will be very satisfied."

make love!

Suddenly, a burst of applause came, which also changed the couple's face.

"Who? Come out. " Yan Yunfei said coldly.

"It's really Lang Qing's concubine's intention. There's more love." Li Jiangliu looked calm, walked out of the shadow and looked at them with extremely calm eyes.

"Is it... Is it you?"

The appearance of Li Jiangliu shocked the couple. They didn't expect that Li Jiangliu was stabbed through their hearts. At the moment, he didn't die, but appeared in their wedding room.

Wheeze!

The light of the knife flashed. It was cold and cold. Yan Yunfei didn't have to respond. One of his arms was directly cut off by Li Jiangliu. The pain of the broken arm made Yan Yunfei scream.

"Senior brother!" Looking at such a scene, Yan caier trembled and exclaimed.

Step - step - step.

Li Jiangliu looked calm, with a warm smile on his face. He was walking towards the couple with a spirit knife in his hand.

"Younger martial brother, it's all my fault. If you want to kill me, don't hurt elder martial brother Yunfei." Yan caier, with tears in his eyes, knelt down directly in front of Li Jiangliu, and choked and begged him.

Pop!

Suddenly, a loud slap in the face came, and Li River slapped Yan caier out, white cheeks showed five finger red marks, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

At this time, Yan caier was completely blindfolded. She covered her cheeks and looked at the Li River. She couldn't believe that the younger martial brother who had been obsessed with herself would ruthlessly beat her.

"Lijiangliu, you trash, have the ability to come to me. Don't hurt caier." Yan Yunfei clenched his fists and looked at Li Jiangliu with red eyes.

"Husband and wife are birds in the same forest. When a disaster comes, they fly separately."