Qin Yu also walked in. He could tell at a glance that Youdie had bitten his tongue and committed suicide. He snorted coldly: "You are really taking advantage of me!"
He turned around and walked towards the layman, coldly saying: "Beat him disabled and throw him out!"
So what about Tan Hwa Lang, he doesn't know how to appreciate others, he just hits and kills whenever he wants.
Tanhualang encountered some stimulus and went crazy overnight. From then on, in the prosperous Kyoto, there was a beggar with an unkempt face and ragged clothes.
In the dead of winter, someone discovered a body buried in heavy snow on the side of the street. He was curled up there with his hands clasped in his arms, as if to protect something. It's like reincarnation. Lu Ye can't remember too much in each reincarnation. Only some vague pictures often appear in his mind involuntarily. Reincarnation after reincarnation, life and death again and again, different worlds, different environments, the only thing that is the same is the quiet world. Die lost his life because of himself.
Another reincarnation.
Under the arc moon, the top of the sword.
Two figures, one black and one white, stand side by side. The one in black has sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, holding a long sword. The one in white is beautiful and fragrant, holding a long sword upside down.
Countless figures gathered from all directions.
Someone yelled angrily: "Youdie, you come from a righteous family, how dare you fight with this devil? Don't you know what he has done these years?"
Youdie, holding a long sword, said calmly: "It is precisely because I know what he has done in these years that I can see clearly the hypocrisy of you people!"
The so-called devil is just a frame-up of some evil villains. The two childhood sweethearts already know each other inside and out.
"Youdie, don't be stubborn. Today, we and the righteous people are gathered here. The devil will definitely die. Don't make mistakes."
"Youdie, please wake up. He is a demon who is poisoning the world and disturbing the people. Don't taint the reputation of our school again." "The reputation of our school?" Youdie looked at the speaker with cold eyes and found that He is an uncle of his own sect. He is usually sanctimonious, but in fact, he is full of male thieves and female prostitutes. His face suddenly showed disgust: "Such a sect, such a righteous way... don't even want it!"
"You Die, you disappoint me so much." The uncle shook his head and sighed, "In that case, from today on, you are no longer a disciple of our sect." "What are you talking about." He had been standing next to You Die. Lu Ye shouted impatiently, "After all, I have to go through this, so stop talking nonsense and come together to see who is the hypocritical righteous one like you or me, the devil of troubled times." The head is more majestic!�
"Shuzi is rampant!"
"Go together!"
Figures swept across, swords flashed, screams continued, and corpses fell into a pool of blood.
The besieging crowd moved up and down, and black and white figures danced among them.
In an extremely fierce fighting, nine out of ten besiegers were killed or wounded, and the rest fled in confusion.
Holding a blood-stained long knife, Lu Ye laughed loudly: "A bunch of clowns, please call more people over next time, otherwise there won't be enough for your grandfather to kill."
He turned to look at Youdie beside him: "No match at all."
The beauty who is cold and noble in front of others is now like a girl next door, with a look of admiration in her eyes: "Brother Ye is so amazing!"
"Let's go." Lu Ye put the sword into its sheath and greeted. JrNovels.com