The moonlight was shining brightly, the wind was quiet, and there was a light and agile black shadow curled up on the eaves of a cat, with its feet together and its body bowed slightly, its pointed ears trembling slightly, and the sound of piercing the sky continued to come from afar.
Lotte: "...I feel like I'm in danger."
The system said gently: "Really?"
The hairs on his arms stood up, and every inch of his skin screamed to run.
Le Tian didn't think too much about it, and leaped up into the sky lightly according to his instinct. Under the reflection of the bright moon disc, he rose and fell like a gust of wind, and leaped across the roof without a trace on the snow.
Letian scolded as he ran, "Is this the fucking thing you said you could fly?"
System: "Aren't you very good at flying?"
Meng Letian, people in the Jianghu are called Flying Pirates, Feitian is omnipotent, he can steal anything he wants to steal, other than him, other Xiao Xiaoxiao are all thieves, no one is qualified to keep pace with him.
Le Tian: ... I don't think it's very honorable.
Meng Letian's five senses are extremely keen. The pursuer is still at least ten miles away. Letian already feels oppressed. It is this kind of oppression that makes him unable to stop at all. With one breath, he leaps tens of meters high. He is almost scared by himself Silly, this Meng Letian's lightness kung fu is really powerful, after running like this for about half a stick of incense, Letian felt that the danger behind him was far away.
When he breathed a sigh of relief, he realized that he had run wildly into the wilderness, his feet were slightly protruding. When he stepped back, he saw a wooden board with scrawled writing in front of him, and the words on it could not be read clearly.
Le Tian was startled, and there was a tombstone in front of him.
Although it is very simple, it is indeed obvious that there is a dead person buried below.
Le Tian couldn't calm down anymore, and immediately jumped back, and because of his instinct, he jumped a few meters away.
"I didn't expect that Flying Pirates are actually afraid of death."
A deep and hoarse voice came from the side, his voice seemed to have swallowed coarse sand, which was very unpleasant.
Letian suddenly woke up. With Meng Letian's keenness, he didn't notice that someone was nearby. This person must be a master.
Under the moonlight, a tall and thin figure came out of the woods. He was very thin, not much better than the dead tree beside him. He suspected that the person in front of him crawled out of the grave.
There was a stiff smile on his pale face, he probably wasn't very good at laughing, the muscles at the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, it was more like a baby's twitching when he was hungry than laughing, "I don't want to kill you."
Le Tian's little heart was already frightened, but his face was still calm, "People who usually say this, actually still want to kill me in their hearts."
He smiled again, "It turns out that Fei Pirate is a very smart person."
Le Tian said: "A fool can't be a thief."
The man said: "A smart person won't steal what he shouldn't."
Le Tian smiled slightly.
Meng Letian's appearance is very beautiful, and he can be regarded as a very beautiful man in the Jianghu, so he once said confidently, "Even a woman's heart, I can easily steal it", his smile should be It was much prettier than that person's smile, like a blooming flower under the moonlight, but it was not attractive to that person.
"What I want to steal has never been right or wrong." Le Tian is still very calm with his hands behind his back, it is impossible to die as soon as he hits the ground, just pretend, just pretend.
It is well known that Meng Letian's lightness skills are superb, but his kung fu is very rough. Seeing that he is so calm, the man can't help but feel a little vigilant. His eyes are narrow and long, as if they are longer than ordinary people. The end of the eyes almost reaches the temples, like a poisonous snake. Eyeballs scanned the surroundings back and forth, and his tone suddenly became polite, "Maybe we can have a discussion."
He took a step back, but Le Tian didn't want to retreat, and said leisurely: "I never discuss with others."
The man's face also became ugly, "So you want to do it?"
Le Tian said lightly: "You can come and try."
The man really didn't understand why Meng Letian could be so calm. Of course, he never felt that there were people who were not afraid of death in the world. All the people who seemed not afraid of death either had something to rely on or didn't want to live at all.
Meng Letian was at the prime of his life, and he just got another rare treasure, obviously he would not want to live.
Le Tian looked at him quietly, his expression was always gentle and warm, his eyes were as soft as the soft willow branches in spring, he was a very kind person, no matter whether a man or a woman saw him, they would feel good about him.
Such a look made the man involuntarily panic.
Meng Letian has stolen many things, and he never even concealed his appearance, and he is still alive and well, of course, it cannot be just because of his extraordinary lightness.
The man coughed twice, a little blush appeared on his pale face, which didn't make him any more angry, and he still looked sick and lifeless. While coughing, he pulled out a soft sword from his waist, and gently With a flick, the sword that was originally as soft as noodles became straight by the way.
This man is a top swordsman.
The only thought that popped into Lotte's mind was to run.
This is the instinct of martial arts practitioners.
Meng Letian was no match for him.
The man said in a low voice: "Debt Sword is willing to compete with Flying Pirates, and the loser will give in until the point is reached, how about it?"
Letian: "System... what did he say? See you?"
System: "... Debt Sword Li Ke, he suffered from tuberculosis when he was young, and he was about to die. He saved his life by practicing swordsmanship by himself, and claimed to collect debts from the king of Hades, so his sword is called Debt Sword."
Letian: "..." What the hell are you seeing? Practicing swords to cure diseases is fucking outrageous.
Le Tian pretended to be calm for so long, but in fact he had no idea at all, and couldn't help asking the system: "I shouldn't be beaten to death by him, right?"
System: "Of course not."
Lotte is relieved.
System: "It means that he was beaten and lost half of his life."
Lotte: ... Has the system been blackened? She couldn't hide her desire for him to die anymore.
Letian was flustered, but still pretended to be aggressive, "I didn't finish my shot."
System: Indeed, if you don't beat him to death today, it won't be over.
Li Ke is a very life-saving person, never willing to gamble with his own life, so he inevitably hesitated at this moment, Meng Letian looked really confident, he was confident that his eyes were vicious enough, and he would not be mistaken.
In the deathly silence, Li Ke retreated, quietly hiding in the forest where he came from.
Le Tian didn't let up, and sat down on the grave he had just passed by with a stroll-like pace, thumped his legs leisurely, and said frantically in his heart that Amitabha is not to be blamed, "System, there will be no ghosts in this world setting." Bar?"
The system said quietly: "I can't tell."
Le Tian: "... I remember you are also afraid of ghosts..." Why bother to hurt each other.
System: "If you see more people, you won't be so afraid of ghosts."
Lotte: "..."
He didn't know if it was the psychological effect of Le Tian, but he vaguely felt that the grave bag sitting under him seemed to move.
At the moment when he was distracted, the soft sword on the left flew towards him like a snake letter, Le Tian reacted quickly and turned his head to avoid it, the sword energy cut his face, he had no time to scold, he had already pulled out the Vajra Fan from his sleeve to face him enemy.
The vajra fan has eighteen bones, each of which is made of black iron, and weighs seven catties and sixty-twos. Whoever owns it.
Li Ke sneaked to observe Meng Letian in secret for a long time, and when he saw his face change, he immediately came out to attack. The moment the soft sword touched the Vajra Fan, he knew that Meng Letian was just bluffing, and immediately laughed out loud.
His laughter was also rough and ugly, Le Tian couldn't help frowning.
Meng Letian's kung fu is proficient in everything, but sparse in everything.
The Vajra Fan was originally a bone-cutting and bloodthirsty sharp weapon, but it was useless in his hands except for blocking and dodging.
The two went through a few tricks, and Li Ke said with ease while smiling: "The Flying Bandit is really just a little thief."
Le Tian struggled to deal with it, but he refused to relax, "Isn't a little thief like me afraid of debt sword just now?"
A twist appeared on Li Keqing's white face. He hated two things the most in his life. One was congenital insufficiency, and the other was humiliation. Because the first one couldn't be changed, he especially hated the second one. The mouse pierced Meng Letian's abdomen with a sword.
Le Tian hurriedly used the Vajra Fan to block it, but Li Ke's soft sword bypassed the Vajra Fan like a living thing, and directly stabbed Meng Letian's thigh.
Letian let out a cry of pain, almost calling for surrender.
This pair of legs is what Meng Letian eats, and he can travel thousands of miles without a trace. It is very difficult for anyone in the Central Plains martial arts to match these two legs.
I don't know who can invite Li Ke, who is so desperate to kill him, to chase him down. Le Tian is most afraid of pain. He turns the diamond fan in his hand, and the golden pattern on the fan flashes past. Li Ke can't help but be forced to close his eyes by the dazzling light. Suddenly, at that moment, the dagger hidden in Le Tian's other hand flew out.
Even with his eyes closed, Li Ke could feel the sound of the blade piercing through the air. His hand like a dead branch had already grasped the handle of the knife, but when he grabbed the handle, half of his arm went numb, and he immediately threw away the short knife , shouted angrily: "The boy is insidious!" The man was already slightly crooked, unable to stand steadily.
Le Tian's left hand was bleeding drippingly. It was with this hand that he held the edge of the knife and threw it out. The handle of the knife was poisoned. Ordinary people would never pick up the blade when receiving a knife. This is instinct. With Li Ke's hand, he was in terrible pain.
Both thighs and hands were bleeding. Letian once again felt the system's malice toward him, and smiled at Li Ke, "Walking in the rivers and lakes, if I don't take precautions, I probably won't live today."
Li Ke sneered, "Then your defense is not good enough!"
The sharp sword in the hand of the man who was already wobbly and unable to stand pierced through the air and hit Le Tian's chest. Le Tian was shocked. The sword was so fast that he had no room to dodge.
Just when he thought he was doomed and was about to insult the system, the grave bag standing under his feet shook, and he fell to the ground while dodging the sword by accident.
Li Kekong, who was trying his best to kill Lotte, was stunned by this fatal blow, staring dumbfounded at the spectacle in front of him.
The semicircular grave trembled violently, and the soil and gravel rolled down along with the trembling of the grave. The wooden tombstone fell to pieces at the feet of Meng Letian, who was equally astonished.
Although Li Ke claimed that he was asking for debts from the King of Hades, seeing this situation, he was still scared out of his wits. Even Meng Letian couldn't care less, and jumped up, but because he was poisoned and couldn't escape, he fell to the ground again. The soft sword was clenched tightly in his hand.
The blood on Le Tian's leg was so frightening that the people were dumbfounded. They couldn't run, and they called the system frantically in their minds, "Ah, help, you're a corpse!"
System: "..." Scared you to death.
In the eyes of Le Tian, who was pale and calm, the dark coffin boards in the tomb stood upright, and Le Tian was so frightened that he was about to suffocate.
At this time, a sword burst out from the ground. The light of the sword lit up the night like a white rainbow piercing the sun. Swinging the sword energy across the sky, the trees behind him fell to the ground in unison.
The slender figure stood upright under the moonlight, his face was pale and cold, his white clothes were better than snow, his black hair was loose, and his whole body exuded a threatening but untouchable murderous aura.
Le Tian was dumbfounded, "Damn it, what a handsome zombie..."
He didn't know the man who crawled out of the coffin, but Li Ke was shocked, "It's you!"
The man turned his face to Li Ke, his eyes were neither sharp nor content, looking at Li Ke as if he was looking at a dead object, "You know me?"
Li Ke felt an uncontrollable chill from the bottom of his heart, and he even wished that it was a ghost who crawled out of the coffin just now.
That person really didn't die! And it looks exactly the same as fifteen years ago, there is no difference at all, handsome like a god, powerful like a devil——
... The Peerless Swordsman Yuki Wuwo.