The flowing clouds and mist kept passing by in the corner of the eye, and the Taoist's originally pale face was lightly stained with a flush of blood. He wiped away the blood stains that remained warm at the corners of his mouth, and was intoxicated with all the things that human blood can draw. While enjoying the wonderful taste, after being blown by a gust of cold wind, Taoist Bloodstain inevitably felt irritated and depressed in his heart. ¡ü Ghost Emperor, that's a great mountain, at least in now, his blood stain is not qualified to climb the mountain peak. It¡¯s to the point of not giving up. The young face of Taoist Bloodstain clearly showed a hint of resentment and depression, but in the corner of his mouth on the left side of his face, there was an imperceptible hint of self-mockery. A younger voice suddenly sounded in the ears of Taoist Bloodstain: "Although that old monster is a thousand-year-old monster, if you are willing to give up the dominance of this body to me, you can be like me before. If I were an honest spectator in this body, I would really have the means to deal with that old monster." With a sigh, a trace of anger flashed across the right side of the bloodstained Taoist's face, and then he cursed rudely for a while. , then he calmed down and sneered: "Then it's better to die. Rather than being a living dead, it's better to be happy now!" The left face suddenly showed a somewhat aggrieved expression, while on the right face, It is a dark and cold color with overcast clouds. Compared with the two contrasts, it is really weird. Xu Lin stood quietly in the center of the ancient temple in the mountains. Opposite him was the man who had accompanied him to watch the sunset and the morning glow, and spent those few years of pure happiness together. The sunshine after the rain is always bright and warm, and the unique fresh air in the mountains gives people a feeling of tranquility and peace. However, the tension in the temple here somewhat spoils the scenery. The woman surnamed Pei, Li Jiansheng and others were still standing in the temple not far away, but this time, there was an eleven or twelve-year-old girl, standing alone by the door, with a pair of big eyes. It's all on Xu Lin's body, as well as the giant sword that the big man opposite is currently holding in his hand. Xu Lin raised his head and looked at the sky, and then at the person opposite him who was about to fight for his life and death. He thought about this scene for a long time. He might have seen this scene somewhere before, but the memory in his brain was a bit blurry. It was so confusing that Xu Lin couldn't remember it, but it felt so familiar. "Junior brother, I just want the dragon spirit. Keep it and you can go." Wang Dazhu seemed to be saying the last words from the bottom of his heart. However, Xu Lin's silence made the last trace of luck in his heart disappear, and his voice was cold. Said: "Or you kill me!" "Kill you?" Xu Lin smiled, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was like a ripple on the lake, gradually rippling and slowly dissipating. He raised his hand naturally, without any aura of superiority, and just made a slight gesture of holding his hand. But in the next moment, the lifelike golden snake mark between Xu Lin's eyebrows shone brightly. Dazzling. However, this light curtain came and went extremely quickly, but on Xu Lin's palm, there was a three-foot green blade with a golden snake carved handle. The cold golden light was restrained inside, and it moved in Xu Lin's mind. At this moment, it instantly transformed into a dragon snake that looked like a swimming real dragon, spitting out golden beads, and came alive. "If you want to take it away, you have to kill me first!" After a long silence, the cold atmosphere in the courtyard has almost solidified, but on Wang Dazhu's body, there is a mighty momentum, but it is like the rising tide of the sea. The higher it rises. This is the best answer. Xu Lin understands that he, Wang Dazhu, knows even more that only one of them can get out of this ruined temple in the mountains. "Can't you just pretend you didn't see us?" The voice was very weak, almost covered by the wind, but it was so out of place. "Shut up!" Li Jiansheng snorted angrily, and the little girl's face instantly turned extremely pale. Xu Lin turned his head and took one more look at the rising star of Shushan, then looked at the little girl again, smiled slightly and said, "If you When you become a Taoist nun, when you grow up, you will have the outstanding grace of that sister, and this Taoist priest will not be able to have such an attitude towards you." The little girl frowned and boldly glanced at the woman named Pei. He looked at his flat chest again, and pouted his little mouth. On the contrary, he no longer had the previous fear and fear. And the woman surnamed Pei smiled at the little girl with a charming face, but our rising star from Shushan had already turned extremely ugly. Her sword intent was floating around, aiming at Xu Lin at all times, except when the sword was coming. of agitation. Xu Lin held his five fingers together, and the cruising golden dragon that was still alive just now returned to the appearance of the golden snake sword in the fragmented golden light. The moment the horizontal sword was held on his chest, Xu Lin's aura seemed to be able to break mountains and rivers. He unsheathed his sharp sword and pointed it directly at Wang Dazhu opposite. "One rolling dragon sword can kill three thousand riders!" Wang Dazhu laughed and said againHe sighed and said: "When I received the letter from Feijian in the sect, I still didn't believe it, but now I really believe it." "The hidden cultivator who didn't kill Kunlun was just to deliver the message to his fellow sects in Shu. A piece of news, but I didn¡¯t expect to meet my senior brother, what a trick of God!¡± Wang Dazhu shook his head and said: ¡°It is because of this news that I can¡¯t leave. I believe that even if it were someone else, they would not leave. It¡¯s about the lifeblood of Kunlun¡¯s dragon spirit, and no Kunlun person will back down.¡± Xu Lin Moran, how could he not understand? ¡°Kunlun, those stubborn madmen, those madmen who are willing to give up their lives for these two words, Wasn't he once one of them? Wang Dazhu slowly raised the giant sword in his hand. Xu Lin watched the sword's edge pointed directly at him, and suddenly smiled and said: "In the past, I still liked the sword competition in the mountains. In the Peach Garden, I always draw the sword first, and the senior brother is the one who takes the sword. This time, it will be the senior brother who draws the sword. " There was no smile on Wang Dazhu's face, but he looked at the sword in Xu Lin's hand with a solemn expression. After the Golden Snake Sword said "Okay!", he struck with his sword without hesitation, and a long hole opened in the ground in an instant, extending from Wang Dazhu's side to Xu Lin's side. That sword was very heavy. Although Wang Dazhu used an epee, what Xu Lin saw at this moment was the word "love" in that sword that was heavier than the sword itself. He doesn¡¯t want to pick it up, but he has to pick it up, so he can only choose to tear it apart! Tear apart those words of love that he can¡¯t bear, and tear apart those things that he never wants to pick up again. There is a sword that can be ruthless, just like the sword that Master Qingxu slashed at the beginning, just like the sword that fell into the lotus after Mingru, Xu Lin's sword has no ruthlessness, only the thick blood that suddenly fills the sky! Blood! The gods have risen from the sky! Inside the temple, the breath is rolling with wind and thunder, but in the howling wind, there are all kinds of shrill howls like ghost cries. It is Xu Lin's sadness and reluctance for many years, and it is Xu Lin's extremely unwillingness to kill him. Hesitating at that moment, but under Wang Dazhu's indomitable determination to fight to the death, Xu Lin's sword finally fell. What shocked him were the lotuses blooming in blood mist, and the figure that bumped in front of him. "The sunset that day was so beautiful!" Wang Dazhu smiled and hugged Xu Lin's shoulders. Xu Lin's hand was trembling. He had never wanted to drop the sword. He tried his best, but he couldn't let go of the golden lightsaber that had penetrated his senior brother's energy sea. "It would be great if there was wine!" Wang Dazhu was still smiling, looking into the distance, coughing lightly, and a mouthful of blood immediately spurted out. "Why? Why did you abandon the sword at the last moment? Why?" Xu Lin's voice was trembling, almost roaring, but what he felt in his body was the warmth and warmth that he was so familiar with. "Senior brother, I am even more careless. I have always been thinking, how could my junior brother, Wang Dazhu, betray Kunlun? I just don't believe it. If anyone in the family bites my junior brother's tongue behind me, I will strike with my sword. Cut it over and beat it before talking!" "Xu Lin remained silent, and Wang Dazhu spat out a mouthful of blood again, and then said: "In the past few years, I have been looking for you all over the world just to say a word to our junior brother. I believe it. , my little junior brother will definitely agree, that is, after seeing him, he walked over carelessly, patted his shoulder and said, "Junior brother and senior brother, go back, we two brothers will make a fire to cook together, and watch the sunset together on Wangyue Peak, it will be great," When you're tired, sleep next to your senior brother. Senior brother can't let you get cold, okay?" Xu Lin's head was leaning firmly on Wang Dazhu's shoulder for the first time, but Wang Dazhu smiled sadly and said: "I see. From now on, I am so sharp-tongued but so stupid. I have been thinking about it for a long time but I still can¡¯t explain it. I can only tell it now. Do you think your senior brother and I are really as stupid as our master said? " Xu Lin thought. He was about to shake his head, but suddenly found that the person who was hugging him tightly began to slip on his body and fell limply. Xu Lin let go of the sword, and finally let go of the sword that had never been let go. He supported Wang Dazhu's body that was starting to become cold with all his strength, but he shouted with tears streaming down his face: "Brother, you are not stupid, it is junior brother who is stupid, senior brother" The man laughed, and then fell asleep on him Next to his little junior brother, he fell into a deep sleep (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!