V5.Chapter 54

Until Li Tianlan left for a long time, all the people under the stage didn't say a word.

On this day, too many things happened in Dibing mountain.

Dibing mountain is in ruins.

Dijiang was defeated, but he broke through and entered the invincible situation.

Wang Yuetong breaks with Li Tianlan.

There is a river of blood on the stage.

Silver moon falls into the North Sea.

The light of dawn is getting brighter and brighter.

The sky over Shengzhou is full of wind and rain, and the crazy rain covers the whole Beihai Province, which seems to be destroying the backbone of Beihai province.

Summer solstice looked up at the direction of Li Tianlan disappeared, silent for a long time.

Sword light has converged.

Day is coming on the mountain.

Li Tianlan has really left and everything is over.

Summer solstice deep breathing, some tired: "clean it up."

After a pause, she looked at the huge ruins around her and said in a low voice, "strive for the restoration of Dibing mountain as soon as possible."

The light footstep sounds behind the summer solstice.

Wang Qinglei came slowly with no expression on his face.

Everyone noticed the scene.

The atmosphere of Beihai Wang's being close to the enemy has disappeared, but a very delicate atmosphere is constantly spreading.

Wang Qinglei's figure separated the crowd and came to the summer solstice.

Xia Zhi looks at him with quiet eyes.

"Why did the Wang family of Beihai ever hold back such a grievance?"

Wang Qinglei looks at the summer solstice without expression, and his voice is indifferent.

send a punitive expedition for?

There was a big shock in everyone's heart.

The wind and rain all over the sky filled the world. At this moment, the sound of tearing appeared clearly inside the Wang family of Beihai. The crack hidden under the undercurrent seemed to expand instantly and became extremely ferocious and obvious.

"That's it

Another voice suddenly rang up: "the Wang family of Beihai has not been humiliated for hundreds of years!"

A middle-aged man with gloomy expression stood out and stood behind Wang Qinglei.

This is the patriarch of a branch of Wang family in Beihai. He is very close to Wang Qinglei. He can be said to be Wang Qinglei's true confidant.

In the North Sea province of nuota, Wang Qinglei's influence in the seven sword holding families is not very good, but in a large number of branches of the Wang family in the North Sea, he has a large number of supporters, and this is one of them.

When Li Tianlan killed Xiaoxiong on the stage, he always stood at the end of the crowd. Now that Li Tianlan left completely, he finally remembered his mission. He also remembered that this is Dibing mountain, the Holy Land Xiaoxiong platform guarded by Wang family of Beihai for hundreds of years.

The silver moon sword is inserted on the top of Xiaoxiong stone. It trembles gently in the wind and rain, and its color is soft.

A gloomy middle-aged man suddenly pointed in that direction: "for hundreds of years, no one dares to insert weapons on Xiaoxiong stone so arrogantly. What is Li Tianlan? He deserves it, too? "

Without any hesitation, his figure suddenly soared into the sky, straight to Xiaoxiong stone, countless thunder around his body, this moment he looks very brave.

"None of you dare to move, I'll do it!"

He felt that his voice was heroic and his posture was heroic. At this moment, he felt that he was the hero of Wang family in Beihai.

He stretched out his hand and wanted to pull out the silver moon which left the Beihai Wang family endless humiliation.

Wang Qinglei frowned.

Summer solstice did not say a word, just some mockery in his eyes.

Everyone was watching.

The bright thunder completely wrapped the middle-aged man's body. His palm stretched out and fell on the hilt of Yinyue's sword.

Li Tianlan has already left.

The hilt of the silver moon quivers suddenly.

In an instant, the sword light covered Xiaoxiong platform.

It was all a flash.

The thunder disappeared.

The middle-aged men who felt brave also disappeared.

The blood fog all over the sky fell down, and then it was washed clean by the wind and rain.

The corner of Lin Fengting's mouth moved. He didn't say anything. He probably scolded an idiot in his heart.

Xuanyuanfeng is a truly conscious magic weapon. Although he is not a human being, he can already be regarded as a life.

Silver moon is a part of Xuanyuan front.

Tonight, Yinyue absorbs the energy of the demonic legion, and her spirit is almost at the peak. At this moment, Yinyue has no intention of Li Tianlan's sword. It's the intention of the sword itself. If you want to draw the sword, you have to have strength.

There is a dead silence under the stage.

Everyone was looking at the silver moon on Xiaoxiong stone, and his heart was extremely cold.

Xia Zhi turns to look at Wang Qinglei, calm, light way: "just temporary."

The fierce Wang Qinglei seems to have been calmed by the scene just now. He raised his finger and kept silent for a long time. Finally, he didn't speak.

The area of power in the air that shrouded tens of meters was completely silent.

Wang Qinglei hesitated and went to the direction of Dijiang.

Dijiang is lying in a half collapsed palace, covered with blood, quietly looking at the roof.

When he was seriously injured, he broke through and entered the invincible situation. After the breakthrough, not only did he not get better, but because of the sudden increase of strength during the breakthrough, his injury became more serious.

He lay there, motionless, like a statue. Even Wang Qinglei and they didn't react to each other when they came in.

At this moment, no one knows what he is thinking.

But that's exactly what many people want to know.

Wang Qinglei went to Dijiang and squinted at him for a long time before he asked, "what did Li Tianlan say to you at last?"

Many people are paying attention to Dijiang's next reply.

Only the summer solstice turned its head and looked into the distance through the half collapsed palace.

In the light of dawn, there seems to be a very delicate water drop penetrating the wind and rain and falling down.

Summer solstice quietly watching, watching for a long time.

Dijiang's voice finally rang. He told the truth and said, "he didn't say anything."

Wang Qinglei narrowed his eyes and laughed.

He didn't believe what Dijiang said.

Not at all.

At that moment, countless people were looking at Dijiang, with some indifference in their eyes.

......

Carefully handle the wound, looking at the wound completely stop bleeding, Song Ci finally long out of breath.

Wang Yuetong's breath has stabilized, but his face is still extremely pale and haggard.

Song Ci some distressed for her hair, looking at her face, a time speechless.

"How's it going?"

Tang Shi stood aside and asked.

"It's all right."

Song Ci thought about it: "Yuetong is seriously injured, but now, it doesn't matter."

Wang Yuetong's sword edge, which pierces into her heart, is grasped by Li Tianlan. Although it deviates an inch, the sword Qi enters her body, but it also causes fatal injury to her body.

But there is still half immortality in the summer solstice, which is enough to make Wang Yuetong's condition stabilize in the fastest time.

"If there is no accident, she should wake up these days."

Song Ci said.

Tang poetry was dazzled.

Compared with Song Ci, which doesn't appear in front of people for a lot of time, Wang Yuetong's relationship with Tang poetry is actually better. Because of this, Tang poetry will be more miserable when she thinks of the sword that she stabbed into her chest.

They are now located in one of the most remote corners of Dibing mountain. Few people come here on weekdays, but there is also a palace for decoration. It is very small, but now it is one of the few enemies in Dibing mountain who are barely well preserved. Sitting here, far away from Xiaoxiong platform, everything outside the room seems to have nothing to do with them.

Tang Shi sat down beside Wang Yuetong and held her cold palm carefully. After a long time, she whispered: "what will she do in the future?"

She will wake up after all.

But what happens when you wake up?

Stay here, bear the lovesickness and loneliness, and fight against Li Tianlan, and finally turn all love into hatred?

Or put everything down today and return to Li Tianlan?

Song Ci was silent.

She didn't know how to answer the question.

Wang Yuetong can't put down Beihai or Li Tianlan.

For Wang Yuetong, it's easier not to wake up than to wake up?

"I love the wrong person after all."

Song Ci is a soft voice.

"What's right or wrong?"

Tang Shi shook his head: "since I fell in love, I'm right. I really want to make a mistake... What's wrong is also the past gratitude and resentment."

Song Ci wanted to say something else, suddenly turned his head.

Her body tensed, and her face became very dignified for a moment.

A very gentle and gentle force seemed to approach this barely intact palace and envelop the whole palace.

In the sight of Song Ci, a very delicate water drop enters through the window. It is so exquisite and perfect, looking for it with a little loss of consciousness, and finally determines the goal, which leisurely falls on Wang Yuetong's chest.

Song Ci looked at it quietly and didn't speak for a long time.

It's as delicate as a drop of water. It's attached to Wang Yuetong's chest like a beautiful pendant.

"What is it?"

Tang Shi stretched out his hand in surprise, as if to touch it: "it's so beautiful."

"Don't move!"

Song Ci holds the palm of Tang poetry.

She is Wang shengxiao's woman, and Tang poetry is also Wang shengxiao's woman.

They can be said to be rivals in love, but their relationship is not bad. Of course, it is not good. Strictly speaking, they are not familiar with each other, but no matter what, she can't watch Tang poetry being swallowed by danger.

Tang poetry doesn't understand martial arts, so she will think it's very beautiful. But in Song poetry, it's as delicate as a drop of water, but it has the power to destroy the whole palace in an instant. Under the delicate appearance, she feels the extremely restrained sword.

"It's a sword."

Song Ci whispered: "the sword in the thirteen towers."

The thirteenth tower.

Heart breaking sword.

Song Ci didn't know the name of the sword, but now it doesn't matter at all.

This is Li Tianlan's intention to Wang Yuetong.

Song Ci looks at Wang Yuetong's face and laughs at herself.

Li Tianlan is really good to Wang Yuetong.

But this heart breaking sword has already shown Li Tianlan's attitude.

Li Tianlan has no mercy on the Wang family of Beihai.

His only concession may be that he did not destroy xiaoxiongtai.

But the silver moon falls into the North Sea, and the sharp sword edge has been inserted in the Xiaoxiong stone.

Song Ci paid more attention to the negotiation between Xia Zhi and Li Tianlan.

Today's all, Beihai Wang in the end to pay how much price, in order to calm Li Tianlan heart anger?

And what did Wang Yuetong get?

She looked at her pale face and sighed, "I still love the wrong person."