The moon was dark and the wind was high, it was a full moon, and the mist shrouded the bright moonlight.
But moon people are not in the mood to appreciate this full moon.
On the path in the forest, a black shadow carried people running fast. He was dressed in black, and his face was covered with black cloth. His legs were flying like flying, and he jumped dozens of meters away, passing by like silver arrows.
On his shoulders there are people of juvenile stature.
The young man was tied with his hands and feet, and his silk and satin clothes had been pulled out of filaments.
Night Walker said: "You're going to die."
His voice was hoarse, as rough as tree bark. This is in contrast to his appearance. His appearance cannot be seen by others, but he is tall and thin and has strong feet. No matter how you look at it, it should be a young person. .
The boy said, "I've heard this sentence over a hundred times."
The night walker laughed twice, his laughter was as ugly as a crow, but after laughing, his voice became cold, "Then today, it was you Yu Suan who hooked the flower and flew the knife. The day you die."
The young man was still very calm, he smiled slightly, "If you want to kill me, why did you take me to run for so long?"
Yu Suan is twenty years old, not too young to be called a teenager, but his face is still childish, and when he laughs, his cat-like eyes turn into crescent moons, like the morning fog in the south of the Yangtze River. Soft and amiable, it is appropriate to say that it is a teenager.
Ye Pedestrian glanced at his calmness, and couldn't help but be more vigilant. He said coldly, "Naturally, it is for you to find a good tomb for you."
Yu Suan said: "I'm afraid that if I enter the graveyard, King Yama also doesn't want to accept me."
Su An burst into tears, "He said he would let me die today."
System: "...It's okay, the world will start."
Su An was frightened and cried, but she kept the demeanor of a master on her face. Showing her timidity in front of this master was really not far from death.
There is a big escort in the martial arts called Tiandi Escort. Yu Suan is the youngest son of the chief escort of the Tiandi escort. He is much loved by the family, like a real rich young master. But Yu Suan was more cowardly than the sky, and his father was afraid that he would die tragically in the rivers and lakes one day, so he asked him to apprentice to a hidden master, learn a few martial arts, and was called a hooked flower flying swordsman.
The Night Walker stopped talking to him, and just ran all the way to a ruined temple.
At night, the withered grass in the ruined temple was damp, the Buddha statue fell off the mud, and half of the stump fell to the ground.
Yu Suan was placed on the dry grass, his eyes were clear, and he still smiled: "This place doesn't seem like a place to be my grave."
The night walker made an "oh" and drew out the cold sword from his waist, his hoarse voice startling Feiyan, "Does the hook flower fly swordsman have any other skills?"
Yu Suan smiled without saying a word.
But the night walker stepped back a few steps, his sharp eyes looked at Yu Suan cautiously, and his five senses reached the extreme.
Before him, more than 100 people had taken over the task of killing Yu Suan, but Yu Suan was still alive and well until now.
The young master of the Heaven and Earth Escort Bureau should have some unknown methods.
The night traveler took his life, he retreated quickly, and swept up the dead tree outside the broken temple, saying that he became a guest, "Flying swordsman, I have a question for you. consult."
"It's impossible to ask for advice," Yu Suan leaned back leisurely, "but I don't know what."
The night walker "hiss" and laughed twice, "Knowing it or not, it's not up to you. Flying swordsman, don't you know what your family's dart luck is?"
Yu Suan smiled again.
The night traveler couldn't help but ask, "Why are you laughing?"
"I laugh at you being stupid," Yu Suan said. "The dart was in my luggage, but you only cared about robbing me, but you missed that dart."
Ye Xingren's face changed, he didn't even care about Yu Suan, he turned around and walked away.
Su An calmly let go.
With a flick of his wrist, a flying knife ran out from his sleeve, but before he had time to cut the rope, he caught a glimpse of a corner of his clothes entering the ruined temple.
It was a monk with a long beard and beard.
Yu Suan has been in trouble since he was a child. To protect this little life, he has learned a lot of kung fu and taught nine-class kung fu. He is keen on the five senses. When the night traveler approached him, he had noticed the person coming, but he had only just discovered this monk.
The monk's beard covered most of his face, but his face was pale, and those eyes were like a peerless divine sword forged in a cold pool for seven, seven and forty-nine days. He was wearing a thin cassock and white shoes, covering his entire body tightly, but with just one glance, he felt extremely dangerous.
The monk didn't look sideways, as if he didn't see Su An, he walked straight to the Buddha statue with only one arm left and sat down, squinting his eyes, killing him.
Although Su An didn't see half of his face, he said firmly, "What a handsome monk!"
The monk is dangerous, but Yu Suan has never been afraid of danger. His clean apricot eyes looked at the monk curiously. The monk was very strange. The weapon he held was not a stick or a cane, but a long sword full of blood.
The long sword was placed on the haystack by him, and the yellow haystack was stained with blood on the long sword.
Su An broke free from the rope, and was about to get up, but a blue light struck outside the broken temple. Su An's face changed, and the flying knife flew out in an instant, smashing the end of the sword one or two.
The night traveler who went back and forth was furious, "Flying Swordsman, you are fooling me!"
Su An stepped back and was attacked by two flying knives. He sighed, "I didn't expect that the famous Swordsman Fengxueye would believe even a word or two of my nonsense."
Feng Xue Ye Swordsman Yan Shi, this person is highly skilled in martial arts and likes to kill people at night. His method of killing was extremely brutal, and the blood he brought out was like a blizzard of wind and snow, so he was called the Swordsman of the Wind and Snow.
From this, it can be seen that those who want to kill Yu Suan hate him.
Yan Shi's anger was high, but instead he laughed twice, and quickly stabbed with his sword.
This time, it was Yu Suan's turn to change his face.
The two of them fought non-stop, and swords, lights, swords and shadows flashed across the full moon. But this didn't bother the monk who was resting on his knees. Su An became more and more invincible. He gritted his teeth and glanced at the monk, and suddenly shouted, "Monk!"
The monk did not move, but Feng Xue Ye Swordsman suddenly trembled.
Yu Suan continued to be rude: "That bald donkey!"
The monk finally opened his eyes and glanced at Su An without joy or anger.
His eyebrows and eyes are truly unparalleled in the world, even if the facial features of the beard are only 100 points, when these eyes are opened, they are 12 points of unparalleled beauty.
Yu Suan gave him a smile. For some unknown reason, when he was talking to the monk, the swordsman Feng Xue Ye, who was so furious, didn't move at all, as if he was afraid of being disturbed.
"Meeting is fate. Monk, I will stay with you for a while in this ruined temple. The monks pay attention to compassion. Why don't you rescue your destined person?"
The monk didn't seem to hear, and closed his eyes again.
Yan Shi smiled "jerk", until the sword in his hand trembled, "Flying swordsman, I'm right, you are definitely going to be buried here tonight!"
Before he finished speaking, his offensive became more ferocious. Yu Suan went from more than enough to quite embarrassed, and after another moment, blood was dripping from her arm.
Yu Suan gritted his teeth and shouted again: "Monk, I will agree to your request! You don't want to rape me? As long as you cut off this swordsman's arm and pull out your tongue, I will do it for you. Do whatever you want!"
Yan Shi's sword was about to reach his face, but he was frightened and frightened to take the offensive. He glanced at Yu Suan in horror, and then at the monk.
Yu Suan has already shown a tendency to be defeated, but not only is he not afraid, but instead he smiles coldly and stares at Swordsman Feng Xueye fiercely, "When it comes to somersault, I still want to save my life, but I have to ask for something. No, a An arm and a tongue are not enough, I want his head on his neck!"
Yan was shocked.
What Yu Suan said was right. When it comes to somersault, it is still necessary to save his life. If there is no life-saving foundation, how can Yu Suan speak so conclusively, as if he is not worried about dying at his hands
He fixed his eyes on Yu Suan again.
Even if Yu Suan is now bloodied, it is difficult to hide his handsome face. He looks real and handsome, with eyebrows like willows in early spring, eyes like clear springs, and he has been raised from childhood to adulthood. He is not like a person in the martial arts, but is like a rich family boy with thin skin and tender meat. appearance!
It's not that the monk took a fancy to this person for no reason, not to mention that the monk is not an ordinary monk, but the demon monk Qiu Xuanyi.
Yan Shi didn't want to die, he always put his life above everything else. He didn't even dare to block any possibility, because as long as Qiu Xuan thought about it, he could chop off his head and arms and pull out his tongue in just a split second.
He didn't even think about it, and he rushed out of the ruined temple like a bird.
Su Ansong took a sip.
Yawen Bar
His mouth was very light and shallow, but it seemed to disturb the monk who was sitting dry. He saw the monk slightly raised his hand, and the swordsman in Fengxue Ye, who tried his best to escape, fell to the ground with his sword.
This brutal swordsman died silently. There was only an inch of scar on the ground where the sword was hit, and only a drop of blood was stained on the sword.
Yu Suan was horrified.
With this sword technique, only a single drop of blood can be stained with blood, so it takes a few people to die to make the monk's sword full of blood
He swallowed and turned to look at the monk.
The monk looked at him quietly, and he looked at the monk quietly.
Finally, the monk said, "Come here."
Yu Su Anxin mentioned it and asked, "What did you do in the past?"
The monk said leisurely: "rape. rape you."