Leaves fall without flowers [Legend of Chu Liuxiang]

The sky lived up to expectations and raindrops fell.

At first, it was just like a cow's hair woven diagonally, and gradually grew bigger, wet the cheeks of Ye Chen and Wu Hua.

But none of them wiped it off. They shouldn't act rashly at this time.

Ye Chen's movements vaguely protected Changsun Hong and Nangong Ling.

Seeing his movements, Wuhua said softly, "Let's have a discussion, you hand them over to me, and I'll let you go."

Ye Chen didn't speak.

Everyone is not a fool, not to mention that it is impossible for him to hand over someone, even if he does, Wuhua can let him go, right?Let him report to Chu Liuxiang?With Wuhua's attitude, killing him may not kill him, but he will never want to see his master again in the future.

"That's why I said you put me in a difficult position," Wuhua sighed quietly, "I know you definitely won't kill people, even if you didn't kill them yourself, but they must die."

Ye Chen's heart cooled down a little bit, he didn't even dare to say that he thought about going to kill Shi Guanyin with Nangong Ling.

Ye Chen looked at the two people on the ground who had only half their lives left, his face sank like water, he raised his head and said to Wu Hua: "No need to say more, let's do it."

Wu Hua inserted the knife into the tree trunk with her backhand, and confronted Ye Chen with her bare hands.

Ye Chen knew how difficult it was to fight Wuhua. In Wuhua's eyes, he had nothing to hide from. Wuhua taught him hand in hand.

But he had no other choice, Wuhua only gave him two paths.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, the dark clouds cover the sun, and in the woods, even the day is like night.

Ye Chen didn't choose to use the twelve folded palms, or the floating weed palm that he was better at, but to use the Shaolin Divine Fist to defend against the enemy. At this moment, only this kind of fierce fist is suitable for him. his state of mind.

Amazing punch.

Wu Huamu admired it, but couldn't help but comment, "After so many years, you finally comprehended Shaolin Shenquan."

Even he didn't face up to this astonishing punch, but chose to avoid its edge.

The torrential rain had turned into a torrential downpour, and Ye Chen's moves seemed to coincide with continuous thunderstorms, attacking Wuhua.

Ye Chen's eyes finally couldn't help turning red, and he was so stimulated that he tried to kill him.

Wuhua obviously also noticed this, facing Ye Chen's desperate style of play, he couldn't handle it with ease.But Ye Chen couldn't maintain his state for a long time. After a hundred moves, his moves became messy.

A gust of wind popped out between Wuhua's fingers, and hit Ye Chen's throat. Ye Chen suffered from pain, and his hands became a little disorganized. Wuhua took the opportunity to stamp Ye Chen's chest with a palm.

Ye Chen took a few steps back, covering the wound with his hand, a trace of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Wuhua frowned and said, "Calm down."

Ye Chen wanted to speak, but he could only hear a hoarse and muffled voice, his throat was sore, it turned out that he was injured by Wuhua just now, and he couldn't speak for a while.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and if it dragged on, Nangong Ling and Changsun Hong might die without him handing over...

Wu Hua walked over and reached out to press Ye Chen's shoulder.

As soon as Ye Chen retreated, but failed to dodge, Wu Hua's palm pressed his shoulder, and Wu Hua stared at him for a while, "Have you received the monk's ordination?"

Ye Chen hesitated and nodded.

"The time is wrong." Wu Hua said expressionlessly, he had been a monk much longer than Ye Chen, so he knew exactly how long these procedures would take.

Wouldn't Ye Chen be even angrier when he mentioned this, and clenched his fists.

Once Wuhua cools down, she loses the demeanor of a wonderful monk completely. She is somewhat similar to Nangong Ling in private, with a little more hostility, and she is indeed a brother.

He obviously guessed something, stretched out two fingers, put them on Ye Chen's throat, and slid them a few times.

Ye Chen couldn't bear it anymore, he pushed Wuhua away, took out the knife that Wuhua had stuck in the tree before, pointed the blade at Wuhua, he spoke, his voice was rough as if it had been sharpened by sandpaper, "You want to kill Nangong Ling today? , just kill me first, if I still have a breath, you can never do anything."

At this time, he couldn't tell whether he protected Nangong Ling because he let go of the cruel words, or because he didn't want to see Wu Hua kill with his own eyes.

Wu Hua's face sank, "You and I are different from others, and you treat me differently, I will naturally... But why are you so stubborn."

"You don't want to become a Buddha, but I still want to," Ye Chen smiled miserably, "Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."

As he spoke, he even threw the knife and turned around to help Nangong Ling and Changsun Hong, and gave Wuhua his back, Nangongling with his left hand and Changsun Hong with his right, and ran away with lightness kung fu.

Wuhua: "..."

Wuhua was also speechless, he didn't expect Ye Chen to run away after his harsh words.

But Ye Chen would definitely not be able to escape Wuhua, even if he didn't take the two of them with him, not to mention carrying two burdens and being injured, Wuhua knew this, and Ye Chen also knew this.

But he didn't run to Jinan City, but to the river.

The torrential rain poured down and the water surged. Wuhua couldn't help being surprised when she saw the direction he was running, "Sanmu, what are you doing, I won't kill you."

Ye Chen said fiercely: "I know."

Wu Hua had shown mercy to his subordinates several times before, and he didn't kill him at the beginning, and he could see the hesitation in his heart.

Ye Chen looked at the river, his heart was cold, he said to Wuhua: "Today...you and I have no ties, I know that I am not as good as others, but I don't need you to let it go."

Wu Hua seemed to know what he wanted to do, and said in a deep voice, "You are injured, don't mess around."

Ye Chen's face was pale, and through the rain curtain, "...do you think I will survive if I jump down?"

Wu Hua: "It's not certain whether you will be alive or not, but the two of them are definitely dead."

"Who knows..." Before Ye Chen finished speaking, he pulled Nangong Ling and Changsun Hong into the water!

His figure was undulating in the river water, and soon he couldn't see clearly.

Wuhua stared at the raging river, this was a dead end, and the only way of life apart from what he gave.

Wuhua didn't want to catch up. Anyway, Nangong Ling and Changsun Hongshui could hardly survive in this way, but his plan was all over, but Ye Chen...

It would be fine if Ye Chen didn't focus on supporting the two in the water, he was injured but not so serious, but if he was determined to protect the two, maybe it would be fine.

He should have stood here, let them go, and let God decide Ye Chen's life or death.

But in this way, wouldn't it be true that kindness is cut off?

He is very clear about the process of the ordination conference, although he has only experienced it once - yes, Wuhua has not received a monk's ordination so far, but he can deduce what Ye Chen gave up when he went down the mountain.Even in the end, Ye Chen didn't give him a chance to do it himself, he couldn't tell whether it was his kindness or cruelty.

Although cheating death should not be known, but...

Wuhua let out a mouthful of turbid air, jumped into the river.