Lonely empty city nine series

gas.Even if it is used, it needs to be recovered for three months after healing, and then it can be used gradually and in small amounts.Let me ask you, how long has it been since you were injured? "Yang Zaoyan wished he could punch him twice, and Yang Hongbo was wounded, so he could only pat the table in a rage. The poor marble tabletop was soon covered with tiny cracks.

"Didn't I just turn three months... I... haven't used my spiritual power much... Besides, you see, I don't have a cough or fever now. If I run out of spiritual power, there is no problem." Yang Hongbo didn't expect that Yang Zaoyan came to settle accounts with him, and his face suddenly drooped with joy, and he began to admit his cowardice.

After dinner, the night was dark, since Yang Hongbo had prepared everything and had a good attitude of admitting his mistakes.Yang Zaoyan took two torches, and the two went to the back mountain alone.

Yang Zaoyan held the torch in his left hand, and while exploring the way by the light of the fire, he stretched his right hand behind him without looking back, trying to pull Yang Hongbo, but he failed, and asked inexplicably, "What did you say?" How far is that place?"

I saw that Yang Hongbo was also holding a torch in his left hand, so he had no hand to catch Yang Zaoyan's hand. He stared at Yang Zaoyan's hand in midair for a moment, and continued to cut off the surrounding area with his right hand holding the sword. The tree branch made way for the two of them, pointed his sword into the distance and said, "It's almost here, do you see that big rock in front? When it arrives, it will arrive."

On the other side, in the courtyard of the Ancient Sacred Mountain Sect, the junior brother walked out of his room alone in the dark, and when Yang Zaoyan, who had been looking at his senior sister all day long, was finally gone, he quietly walked up to the senior brother. doorway.After a moment of silence, he gently pushed the door, and the door that Yang Zaoyan couldn't open, which was restricted, slowly opened...

"This place is not bad. It has a wide view, and you know how to choose a place." Yang Zaoyan looked at this rock that was a bit similar to Shun Shun Cliff, but much smaller than Shun Shun Cliff, secluded and secluded, protruding from the mid-air Formed a natural platform, standing on the edge sighed.

Yang Hongbo took all kinds of fireworks and put them in Yang Zaoyan's hand, and led her to sit slowly on the edge of the cliff, with their legs half-dangling and their feet wandering back and forth in the air casually.Yang Zaoyan admired the vast dense forest under his feet, the boundless stars above his head, and the cool night wind blowing. He felt comfortable physically and mentally. He patted Yang Hongbo's shoulder with satisfaction, and praised sincerely: "Thank you for your hard work, here I love so much."

With the light from the torches planted on the ground on the outside of the two, Yang Hongbo sat beside Yang Zaoyan, staring at Yang Zaoyan's thin shoulders, nape of neck, thin waist, and jade hands, feeling that his hands were not in the same place. Knowing where to put it, he coughed dryly: "Well, as long as you like it."

The little junior entered Yang Qingli's room, walked slowly to the bookshelf, and took down the bamboo flute hanging on the side of the bookshelf.He took out a half-wet handkerchief from his cuff, wiped the flute lightly, and wiped it silently over and over again... After wiping, he stared at the flute for a quarter of an hour, then moved it to his lips as if recalling memories, leisurely The ground began to play... The night moon is cool and the wind is shining, the quiet moonlight is sprinkled on the eaves, and a song of tears of lovesickness drifts by the wind...

"It's so beautiful..." Yang Zaoyan sighed softly, staring at the beautiful flames blooming in the sky, at some point, leaning on Yang Hongbo's shoulder, Yang Hongbo was flattered and at a loss.

The junior brother cleaned the bamboo flute that had been blown, maintained it, and put it back on the side of the bookshelf.I don't know when, the face is full of tears.Silently moving his steps, he came to the senior brother's closet, lightly took out a lake blue long gown, and closed the closet.Holding the clothes, I sat on the elder brother's bed, stared at the long gown for a while, held it up to my eyes, lowered my head and sniffed it carefully, pressed the clothes softly and closed my eyes, and began to cry...

"Give it to me, I want yours!" Yang Zaoyan suddenly sat up straight, grabbed the little star-like firework stick in Yang Hongbo's hand, played with the stick head, and watched it spin and splatter countless bright lights , laughed happily.Yang Hongbo smacked her mouth, reminiscing about the touch of the shoulder that Yang Zaoyan leaned against, and it disappeared immediately before she had time to feel it.

The little junior fell sideways on Yang Qingli's bed, with his face pressed against the summer cool quilt, feeling the gentle touch, holding the shirt in his arms with one hand, and gently stroking the quilt that the senior brother had been lying on with the other, falling into memories...

"Wow~wow~wow...it's so beautiful~" Yang Zaoyan listened to the bang bang bang fireworks, one by one continued to explode with loud noises, sprayed into the sky, and scattered with a loud sound, illuminating the night sky, shining dazzlingly Guanghua, dancing with excitement...

The little junior curled up on the bed, biting the corner of the quilt, against the sound of fireworks in the distance, finally let himself go, crying bitterly...

Yang Hongbo mustered up his courage, opened his arms, and hugged the laughing Yang Zaoyan into his arms.Yang Zaoyan was startled, and blushed in a daze for a moment, then pressed Yang Hongbo's chest silently, listening to the heartbeat of hop, hop, hop.

Yang Hongbo was overjoyed, and was about to say something nervously...Suddenly, a trace of killing intent struck from a distance, and something was staring at his back closely at this moment.Yang Hongbo turned his head sharply and shouted, "Who?"

Yang Zaoyan raised his head when he heard the sound, and listened carefully, feeling a murderous aura coming straight, and there was something wrong hidden under the night.

"It's a pity. You were seriously injured that time. I had a chance to get rid of you. But Lin Zi chased him for a long time, but he couldn't find anyone."

A gloomy male voice came from the dark forest, "I didn't expect that today you would take the initiative to light the fireworks and reveal your location to me."

"It's you!" Upon hearing this, Yang Zaoyan immediately pushed Yang Hongbo away, drew his sword and glared, "I'm going to avenge my elder brother today, and I'll take my life!"

Yang Hongbo stood in front of Yang Zaoyan silently, protected Yang Zaoyan with a scabbard in one hand, and stood with his sword drawn in the other, watching vigilantly, turning his back to the depths of the dense forest on the stone platform.

A man in black flashed out from the dense forest and killed him with a sword.Yang Hong's thin hands were quick and sharp, and he used his sword to block back domineeringly, and then stabbed with his backhand again. The two came back and forth three times in a row, and the sound of metal and stone clashing resounded through the night sky.

Yang Zaoyan didn't move, only seeing the figures of the two people appearing around him one after another, and the light of the torch not far from him was swaying with the wind in the deep darkness.Looking at the small area under his feet, and reflecting the eyes with a cold light on his face, murderous intent was transpiring.

Hearing the sound of "Kang Dang", Yang Zaoyan turned his head, only to see that Yang Hong was more skillful, decisively blocked the three sword lights, and wiped the opponent's waist with a sword. The masked man groaned and stepped back a few steps. Standing on the edge of the cliff with a sword in hand.What he was holding in his hand was the Kurong Sword!

Yang Zaoyan burst into a rage, and flew straight to the masked man's chest. "Yan'er!" Yang Hongbo called out behind him, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The masked man flicked to the right in a hurry, missed a turn, and was about to kick Yang Zaoyan with his legs, trying to kick Yang Zaoyan off the cliff!

As soon as Yang Zaoyan stabbed in the air, most of his body was already leaning forward, and he was about to fall out of the stone platform in a moment, and when he turned around, he wanted to grab the masked man's body with his left hand.

Just in time for a kick from the opposite side, Yang Zaoyan twisted his wrist and pulled the masked man's ankle.

The masked man was pulled by his ankles, and he raised his hand to chop Yang Zaoyan with his sword.At this time, Yang Hongbo made a horizontal block, blocking the masked man's sword.

Yang Zaoyan turned around in the air and pulled the masked man with his left hand, followed by turning his right hand and stabbing obliquely at the masked man's thigh. With the force of the thrust, he stopped his figure and stood on the edge of the stone platform.The masked man gritted his teeth and screamed, Yang Hongbo held the scabbard with his left hand, released his sword with his right hand, stretched out his hand to hold Yang Zaoyan, and the Yanyu sword fell to the ground with a ding.

Yang Hongbo stepped on the ground with his left foot, kicked Yanyu Sword back with his right foot, lifted the masked man's sword vigorously with his left hand, and pulled forcefully with his right hand instantly.Without delay, Yang Zaoyan and the masked man were dragged back to the inside of the stone platform.

As soon as Yang Zaoyan and the masked man landed on the ground, the masked man was about to strike again. Yang Zaoyan immediately pulled out the sword that had been inserted into the masked man's thigh, and hit it with the hilt.There was only a not-so-deep cut on the masked man's leg, but a full inch-long gash.

The masked man touched the wound on his waist with one hand, held the sword in the other to cover the bleeding from his leg, and clicked his tongue: "Smelly poplar is back, even the apprentice is so troublesome!"

Yang Zaoyan quickly stepped back a few steps inland, looked at the masked man with his sword in his hand, and thought in surprise, he knows my master?He asked sharply, "Why do you scold my master! You killed my senior brother because of my master?"

"Why can't I scold him?" The masked man snorted, and suddenly laughed again, "You are right. I killed those two men because I heard them when they were dueling. It's the apprentice of the stinky old man. The stinky old man died before I came to take revenge, and the grave was protected by a formation, so he couldn't flog the corpse. Naturally, he will vent his anger on his apprentice."

When the two confronted each other, Yang Hongbo also stepped back and picked up the lost sword.But he just stopped at the spot with the sword in his hand, gasping for breath, coughing constantly, his whole body was flushed abnormally, and his face seemed to be bleeding.

Yang Zaoyan heard the coughing sound behind him, and while being wary of the masked man, he glanced behind him from the corner of his eye, knowing that Yang Hongbo must be in a bad mood.Before the injury healed, he used a lot of sword energy and spiritual power. If he continued to use it, his life would be lost. He ordered sternly: "You give me a rest! I am here."

In fact, without Yang Zaoyan's orders, Yang Hongbo couldn't move anymore, half kneeling on the ground with his sword in his hand, his whole body was in severe pain, and he could only pant for breath.

The author has something to say: If I don’t understand it, I can’t do anything about it. I don’t know how to restore all the details of the crime scene other than empathy…

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