Decades later, by the woods behind a somewhat dilapidated building complex, a lonely old man in a green robe stood expressionlessly in front of a dirt bag with his hands behind his back and motionless.
I don't know how long later, the sound of footsteps came out from behind.
A woman with white hair, carrying a long sword and two short swords, walked slowly over a small road not far away.
"Evil thief, you are not too timid, you dare to invite me to meet you this time!" The white-haired woman stopped a dozen feet away, staring at the green robe old man, and said coldly.
"Why don't you dare to ask you over. In the past few decades, you have chased and killed me hundreds of times. But which one can really succeed! But you have become much more calm now. If you change to a few decades ago, I am afraid I won't talk any more nonsense, I came here in the morning and worked hard with the old man." The old man in Qingpao turned around and said with an indifferent expression on his face.
"Hmph, although I want to smash your body into pieces, I still have to admire your ability to escape. But don't worry, I will end your life personally, and dug out your heart, and put it in front of my child's grave to pay homage. of."
The white-haired woman is naturally Zhang Ya, who is almost in her sixtieth year, but I don’t know any adventures in the past few decades. Although her head is full of white hair, her face has returned to her youthful and charming appearance. Later, his gaze swept across the dirt behind the old man.
This soil bag is the nameless grave without a tombstone where she personally buried her own flesh and blood.
Although this woman was a little surprised that the other party knew the place, her chest was already filled with hatred at this time, and with a move of her arm, Lieutenant Qingming pulled out the double swords from her back.
"Hey, don't worry. I have been entangled for so many years, and I am too lazy to run away. This time, you and I are immortal, only one can leave this place alive." After the old man in Qingpao hehe, his palm moved towards He pressed his waist and immediately "choked", and pulled out a bright and swaying soft knife from his waist.
"Very well, if this is true, I naturally can't ask for it." Zhang Ya sneered, and when she moved her figure, she rushed up with her swords.
After the old man took a deep breath, he immediately raised his knife to greet him.
In a blink of an eye, the two were fighting together in the sound of ping-pong.
Compared with decades ago, the two are obviously much stronger in their moves and skills, but the more so, the more thrilling the two appear in the shadow of the sword.
And unlike before, this time almost all of them are more offensive and less defensive.
After a short while, the white-haired woman had a few more blood grooves on her body, while the old man in the green robe was pierced with a big bloody hole in one arm, and it was drooping softly and without any power to move.
After the white-haired woman glanced at an opportunity, she suddenly screamed, and the two swords in her hand turned into two stunned rainbows and shot out.
The green-robed old man hurriedly jumped to the side in surprise, let the two swords pass by, and said with a big smile:
"You craftsman, I don't know how many times I have learned it many years ago, do you really think you can hurt me?"
The white-haired woman heard the words, but coldly looked at her opponent motionless.
When the old man in Qingpao realized something was wrong, there was a sound of breaking through the sky behind him.
But it was the two mouths| after shooting out the swords and circling them, they shot back in the opposite direction.
"Puff" and "Puff" twice.
Two bloody sharp blades immediately pierced through the chest that could not be avoided, and the old man in the green robe fell to his knees after he stumbled.
"Hey! This hand-swivel release sword, I have even practiced it ten years ago, but I have endured not to show it to you once. Now it seems that I did it right. Rogue, you have finally fallen into it. Under my hand, should I chop off your limbs first, or goug your eyes first." The white-haired woman let out a hearty laugh when she saw this situation, and then she moved in front of the old man with her sleeves again. Shaking, another green dagger flashed out in his hand, staring at the old man's face, and said sternly.
The green-robed old man lowered his head to look at the sharp blade on his chest, then looked up at the white-haired woman who was full of crazy colors in front of him, but there was a strange expression on his face. After two soft coughs, his voice suddenly appeared. He changed into a low voice and said:
"Yes! It seems that you are indulging in this illusory world, but you still have such amazing talent in kendo. Recently, have you dreamed of flying away from the sky and using flying swords to kill powerful enemies?"
"This voice... You... Who are you!" The white-haired woman originally shook her wrist and was about to drive the dagger to the neck of the Qingpao man, but after hearing this, her face became pale and pale. .
"You have received news over the years, and can stop me with great accuracy, have you never doubted it?" The Qingpao old man replied with a free smile.
Hearing the voice of another familiar man from the enemy, the white-haired woman began to tremble, suddenly put the dagger away, took the old man's face in one hand, and quickly fumbled around the edge with the other.
After a while, there was a "crack" and a piece of paper-thin thing was lifted from the old man's face, revealing a young and extremely young face.
"Brother Liu, it's really you! What's the matter, how can you pretend to be this villain, and you can still look the same as you did decades ago. Could it be that you can't eat a special flower?" Bai The haired woman stared at the young man's face and asked with a trembling voice.
This young man was exactly the "Liu Ming" who had never seen the woman again after parting dozens of years ago.
"The evil thief in your mind has always been me. And the person who has provided you with the news over the years is what I sent someone to tell you deliberately. As for my appearance, it is because I am in the world today. It's just an outside visitor, so naturally there is no need to follow the laws of birth, old age, sickness, and death." As soon as the voice fell, Liu Ming suddenly stood up, slapped both hands on his chest, two swords were forced to fall from his back, and at the same time, a wound on his chest It bridges quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Such a weird scene, if it were changed to another time, it would naturally surprise the white-haired woman.
But now, the woman's face gradually became extremely cold. With a movement of her arm, the dagger was directly placed on the young man's throat. At the same time, she asked Liu Ming word by word:
"In this way, you killed my child, and everything was arranged by you. Why did you do this!"
As soon as the voice fell, the woman pushed forward with her dagger, leaving a shallow blood mark on Liu Ming's throat, with blood flowing.
Liu Ming turned a blind eye to this, but with a weird expression on his face, he suddenly patted his hands twice.
A group of people walked out of the sound of footsteps in the nearby woods.
The head was a middle-aged man wearing a foreigner's uniform. Next to him was a woman of about the same age. Behind him there were two young men and women who looked like husbands and wives.
One of the young women was holding a baby who seemed to be no more than a few months old, and they all looked at everything in front of her with a panic expression.
"What are you doing, who are they?" Zhang Ya was surprised when he saw this, but immediately realized that they were just a group of ordinary people, and shouted at Liuming sharply.
"Hey, Fellow Daoist Zhang, let's take a closer look at their appearance." Liu Ming replied with a smile.
"What? They are..." After the white-haired woman looked at the newly-appearing group suspiciously, she discovered that most of these people have very good-looking faces. Especially the middle-aged men who wore uniforms for the first time were innumerable. Kindness.
"Show your palms out and show her." Liu Ming didn't answer the woman immediately, but instead turned to the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man hesitated for a while, and opened his left palm to the white-haired woman. As a result, there were three rice-sized red blood moles in the center of his palm, and the finished fonts were arranged.
When the white-haired woman saw these blood moles, her body was severely injured. She didn't realize she was "pawned" by the dagger in her hand. She just stared at the middle-aged man without blinking, and she muttered "No". "Maybe".
At that moment, Liu Ming's body shook to the back of the white-haired woman, and he slapped one hand on the shoulder, and at the same time he shouted:
"Life is a dream, Zhang Xiuniang, don't you wake up soon!"
"Life is like a dream! Zhang Xiuniang, Zhang Xiuniang..." The white-haired woman was already in a state of excitement. After being excited by the thunderous words in her ears, her face was completely blank, but there was a vague expression of dazedness mixed in it. .
Liu Ming is overjoyed when he sees this situation!
With the drink he had just now, even though he didn't have the slightest mana in it, he also used a secret technique learned from Fierce Island to shake the opponent's mind by sound. He is using it here now, and it really works.
Just when Liu Ming wanted to replay the old trick again, suddenly there was a muffled thunder in the sky, countless black clouds rolled out in an instant, and then only Liu Ming could see the hideous giant phantom emerging out of thin air under the clouds. , There are acres in size, and opened his mouth under the spray.
Liu Ming only felt a icy icy wind blowing from nearby, just rolling past him and the white-haired woman.
"Gudong" sounded.
The white-haired woman immediately turned over and fell to the ground in the cold wind, and the dazed and stunned color that had just appeared on her face disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Although Liu Ming stood still, his consciousness suddenly sank at the moment the cold wind entered his body, and his whole person became groggy.
At this time, the phantom of the giant insect in the sky collapsed and disappeared in a vague manner.
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A year later, under an unusually green hill, two figures of a man and a woman were walking slowly by the side of a small road.
The woman is Zhang Ya, but the man is a wrinkled gray-haired old man. You can only see Liu Ming's fascination from the eyebrows.
"Brother Liu, you really can't remember why you had to pretend to be a villain, take my child away but raise it up." The white-haired woman sighed while walking with the gray-haired old man.