Chapter 161

Li Chi only sees a man's attack, and the mysterious clothes flash in front of his eyes. The whole person rushes out of the encirclement as if possessed by a demon. In the blood rain, he can only see Yan Yi's back and the half of his side face, which is soaked with blood, like the side face polished by cold ice. It's very cold.

He knew that for Yan Yi, there were only a few things he wanted. What he didn't care about was that the treasures in the world could be ignored. But if he was interested in it, he would be reckless, and he should hold everything in his hand.

As Yan Yi said, "I have nothing, but I have fallen to this point. The value of this life is what my heart wants. What I want, I must get it!"

But! They are not carrying out any task now. They don't need to kill each other. They are here to save people! The original plan was that Lu Ze and Yang Qiushuang were responsible for tracking down the whereabouts of the other trapped disciples. They only needed to create chaos to distract most of Xiao Yunjing's masters. It was not like this endless struggle!

"His mother... Is all crazy..."

first, Jiang chenbi, and then Yan Yi, both of them ran away, and the situation was in a mess. Li Chi ran left and right in the encirclement circle, feeling that he had collapsed.

Even if some of them are iron fighting bodies, they can't stand the endless wheel battle. What's more, they are all masters of Qingque Taoist temple called by Xiao Yunjing. Even he has to deal with it?

A thunderbolt rang through the sky, and a sudden shower came.

Yan Yi stopped after being stabbed by a sword. The sword didn't hurt the vital point. He only penetrated through his left shoulder. The warm blood gurgled out. He saw the hand holding the sword, which was white, delicate and small.

Not far away, the girl looked at him, her eyes full of bitterness.

He held out his hand and held the sword. Somehow, the wound didn't hurt at all, or the huge pain from his chest overwhelmed the wound.

"Sister."

His voice is very light, very light, as if afraid of disturbing something in general, he smile, but that smile overflowing in his face, already feel extremely bitter, "sister, brother is coming."

"The girl looked at him steadily. Her eyes, which were as cold as ice, seemed to flicker and shake for a moment. The face of the man in front of her recalled the distant and strange memories.

Yan Yi stretched out his hand and stretched out his arms, just like countless hugs when he was a child. He wanted to move forward.

The girl did not hesitate to draw out the sword, and in a flash, although the voice is sweet, but there is no trace of temperature, "you are treason son, son, damned!"

The blood diffused slowly, soaked in the triple clothes, and the rain was pouring down his head. Yan Yi felt that there was a large area of cold water pouring into his collar, taking away the residual temperature from his body. He wanted to open his eyes and see the small figure in the rain curtain --

when he was 16 years old, she was three years old.

The flames of the frontier war burned all the way to the foot of the imperial city and to the thirty-six palaces in Yanjing.

"Brother, why are we hiding here? I was afraid. Why hasn't our nurse come yet

The little girl was hiding in his arms with a childish voice. Yan Yi held her and sniffed at the faint fragrance in her hair. Her voice was very stuffy. "I will be good. When the fire stops outside, my brother will take you out."

"Brother, Suiyi is hungry..."

he swallowed a mouthful of saliva. In the dark, they could not see each other's face clearly, but he could see Suiyi's transparent and clear eyes, which were bigger because of the thin cheeks.

He was only 16 years old, but he had gone through the world's parting, exile, hatred, family and country's hatred all over the world. However, countless dark nights had gone through in this way, but Suiyi's big eyes could knock him down and defeat him in an instant.

"My brother is also very hungry. Shall we bear it again?" He saw the little head shaking in his arms, as if he was about to faint, and quickly pushed her, "Suiyi, sister, do you remember the songs that your mother taught you?"

Suiyi's voice is also very light, gas if gossamer, "Suiyi remember."

"Will you sing it to your brother?"

Suiyi has always been very obedient, and then soft response, "good." Her voice is very much like her mother's mother, singing a melodious and long tune, like a handful of rice wine in the south of the Yangtze River, "as white as snow on the mountain, as bright as the moon between clouds... I heard that you had two ideas, so I decided to make a decision. Today's cocktail party... Mingdangou water head. The water flows from east to west. When you marry, you don't have to cry. Wish to have a heart of one heart... "

"... White heads are not separated. "

Her singing was intermittent, but it was enough to remind him of a good time, until the gate of the side hall was roughly kicked open by a group of people.

Light poured down quickly, covered with Obsidian floor tiles, countless iron horses trampled on the light and poured in.

"The thirty-six palaces must be searched once and for all! There must be no mistake at all! "

"If the general has an order, if the orphans are found, they will be rewarded 100 Liang, and their officials will be promoted to three levels!"The sound of wooden tables and benches being kicked over, the sound of porcelain falling to pieces on the ground, and the tiny voice of hiding in the dark, "brother... Are they the people who come to save us from going out?"

"No, they are here to kill us. Everyone is our enemy."

Then he glared at his panic stricken eyes, and the whole person wanted to be buried in his chest. He held the girl in his arms, and felt his ten fingers cold rapidly, and even could hear a rapid and heavy heartbeat.

"Then, shall we die - if found?"

"Maybe, but Suiyi... Don't be afraid. My brother will accompany you with you whether you are alive or dead."

The rain was pouring down.

Jiang chenbi's hands were completely soaked in blood, and she could hardly hold the hilt of the sword. However, everything was not important. The shower would wash away all the blood under the light and shadow of the sword. She could not hear the people's cry of fighting, the sound of swords joining, and even the pain of the wounds around her.

A pair of golden pupils were completely ignited, and there was only one thought left in her heart.

Let him die! Kill for your life, blood for blood!

Like a beast smelling blood, she gave out all the power in her body. Her golden eyes twinkled like sparks.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

"Girl, wake up a little bit --"

who is calling her?

Who is calling her?

"If the heart is clear, the sky will not be startled; if everything changes, you will still be calm; if you forget yourself and keep one, you will have six great calms; if you don't care about yourself, you will be selfless; if you look up and down, you will depend on each other; if you have nothing inside or outside, you will feel clear and clear."

The sentence was snapped out by the man. It was like a ray of light shot down from the abyss for a moment. Jiang chenbi shook his head and saw the white clothes. He was alone and independent among the bodies of ten thousand people. He was alone, but his momentum was like ten million. He came to her from afar.

Is He Yan Yi? No, Yan Yi is always so warm and smiling. He is as graceful as jade. He will never be like this now. Like the Thura evil ghost who came out of the depths of hell, his white dress's hem was soaked with blood, and his dazzling red --

when he was pierced by Qu Danchen's sword, the man also wore such a seductive red to the extreme!

She heard a voice laughing grimly, bewitching and calling --

"kill him!"