The remorse of every wrong step, no one knows.
Seeing Xu Fengnian got up and turned his head, Song Diao'er wiped off the blood on the corner of his mouth, smiled open-mindedly, and said with a smile: "Please let me chatter a little more, Mr. Song knows that he must die, but it's better to be killed by you than to be easily killed by you." To show off what I have learned all my life, it would be fun just to play with an ax in front of Mr. Xu. The reason why Song didn't even bother to send a letter to Thirty-Six Qi was because he was afraid that those brothers who followed me in the business of killing their heads would be in vain. To die, hey, one of the second-in-commands has liked my aunt and daughter-in-law for some years, but because of the brotherhood, it's just a passion and a ritual, Song is confident that even if I die today Here, he will also collect the corpse for me, and there will be no ambiguity with that woman. On our border, there are no more such kind people than Mr. Xu in the Vajra Realm. The youngest of my brothers is sixteen years old. I only taught him about forty characters, which is a pity..."
Song Diao'er babbled and babbled for a stick of incense, although she was still full of ideas, but when she saw Xu Fengnian's mood changed, she still closed her eyes obediently, as if she was waiting to die.
After waiting for what seemed like a lifetime, Song Diao'er opened his eyes, subconsciously looked into the distance, and saw the young man with the sword standing there.
The next moment, Song Diao'er, who had wandered around the ghost gate, was stiff and cold all over, and his heart was full of fear, even if he saw that guy kill three colleagues, he made Xiao Qiang's death so unhappy to the extreme with a flat tone , as well as closing your eyes and waiting to die, it will all come very strongly!
A green transparent dagger hangs in front of his eyebrows!
The two-inch sword trembled slightly.
It was because they were so close that Song Diao'er didn't notice it immediately.
Flying sword!
Song Diao'er wept with joy, and laughed like a madman.
Flying sword, really flying sword!
He is a swordsman who tirelessly practiced along the way of swordsmanship.
In my lifetime, I can see immortals flying swordsmanship, even if I die, I will have no regrets! Death without regret? Who the fuck is a saint when a horse thief
The young man who was obviously wearing a sword raised his arm, and the two-inch flying sword disappeared in a flash.
Xu Fengnian slowed down his breathing, and said calmly: "Song Diao'er, if you have money, a familiar horse and a backer, can you ride a small hill with three hundred riders?"
Song Diao'er was stunned and didn't recover for a while.
Xu Fengnian suppressed the warmth in his throat, frowned and said: "After you turn around and heal your wounds, go to Youzhou to find a Captain Guo Yi named Huangfuping, and say that the surname Xu wants you to find him, and you ask him for someone If you ask for money or horses, he will naturally agree to them all. If I come back and find out that you have been ambiguous in your affairs, let alone build me a living temple, let alone build a hundred temples, you and the thirty-six brothers will all die."
Xu Fengnian turned around, but didn't wipe away the blood slowly flowing out of his nose, he couldn't stop scolding his mother, it's not easy to be a peerless master once, in order to put on the ostentation of flying with a sword, the energy in his body was already ups and downs like a tide in Guangling. If you keep going, you will be exposed.
Fortunately, in Song Diao'er's eyes, even if this young master surnamed Xu walked very slowly, he was a very immortal, unrestrained and elegant.