Spicy rivers and lakes!

Speaking of it, everyone should taste the taste of regret, it is so simple, the taste of regret is the feeling of ups and downs, it is very wonderful.And this feeling is different from other feelings, it will not gradually fade with time, but will become more and more intense as the life of the dog day continues.

How many years have passed, and the young man of that year has also entered middle age, and Wang Sumin was forced to stay in the past.

Li Dongqing said before: "People always do things that they regret, and they know that they will regret it, but they still do it. This is a human being, and there is no way."

But there is something different, Li Dongqing always wants to choose for the overall situation, and wants to emphasize his insignificance in the torrent.But the people in this world are not Li Dongqing, they all hurt others in order to emphasize their own importance.

Wang Sumin really wanted to know how God would treat a person like Li Dongqing, a man with such a pure mind and little selfishness.At the beginning, there might have been a hint of ridicule. He waited for Li Dongqing to join him, and opened his arms in the mud to welcome the passengers who got stuck one by one, but Li Dongqing never went down. Li Dongqing completed a remarkable Transformation, he changed from looking down on the world to looking down on the world, but loving the world.

Looking at Jin Fuling's figure, Wang Sumin felt that he could still love this world again.

The sudden sunlight swayed wildly between the mountains and forests. The burned and soaked mountains and forests smelled of damp paste. It was very strange. The transpiration steam slowly rose and adsorbed on the skin of people. The thirsty traveler You can take the opportunity to quench your thirst.Wang Sumin felt much better already.

The mountain forest is full of murderous intentions, Liu Yuanfang is at the end of the crossbow, and Ning Hechen is also at the end of the crossbow, what a coincidence.The emaciated camel was bigger than the horse, and when the two fought, it was hard to see. For a moment, only flashes of swords and swords resounded alternately in mid-air, and no one could be found.Ning Hechen gritted his teeth, and let go of the frivolous and casual smile on his face. He blocked the sword with such strength that it almost blinded him. What did this woman grow up on? How could she be so big? strength?

Ning and Chen fell to the ground in a relay, and Huo Huanghe's hand was broken, but Tun Beihai's family used two swords, and he held the sword in his left hand, which reminded him of many previous memories.The two were back to back, Huo Huanghe said: "Look at which hand I hold the sword in?"

Ning Hechen didn't have time to look at it, so he said casually, "The left hand."

"I am the one who swallows the North Sea." Huo Huanghe flicked a sword flower, and said suddenly, "The two swords are like thunderbolts, and the soul returns to the underworld."

Ning and Chen glanced at him, and the two separated in an instant, running separately.

Huo Huanghe actually had to forget about those things when he was a child. Ye Zhize asked him to learn double swords with Ye Amei. Clever, a little late, he has never been the smartest disciple of Tunbeihai, Ye Amei was better than him when he was young.At that time, Huo Huanghe felt that he was not suitable for learning martial arts at all. Ye Zhize didn't like him, and he liked Ye Amei more than him.

His mother persuaded him at that time: "Everyone has his own ambitions, maybe you have other ways out, and you don't have to learn martial arts."

But Huo Huanghe didn't even think about what else he could do. He was born in a family of martial arts, so why should he find another way out?

He has practiced double swords for a long time, first holding the sword in his right hand, then adding the sword in his left hand, and finally combining the two swords, step by step, diligent and diligent, but he still can't get it right. Steel, the feeling is that he was born to the family's misfortune.Only then did he understand that the so-called heaven rewards those who work hard is just a joke, there is no such thing as heaven rewards those who work diligently, there is only time and fate.

Huo Huanghe later left Tunbeihai, and after he went out to roam around, he switched to using a sword. As he got older and smarter, he finally got the method, and he grew up suddenly within a few years.But he still felt for a long time that he was an idiot, not good at learning martial arts at all, and he couldn't change his mentality, but in fact he was already the guard of the Golden Terrace, and he was recognized as a master not to be messed with in the world.

Until now, Huo Huanghe often feels in a trance that he is not worthy of being called a Jianghu person, and feels that he is weak.Ye Zhize cast a very powerful shadow on him, and Huo Huanghe couldn't get rid of it in his whole life.But even so, Huo Huanghe and Ye Amei are still the last heirs of the Heaven Swallowing Beihai.Tun Beihai's will can only be borne by these two rebellious sons and daughters, this is also time and fate.

Huo Huanghe waved his left hand, slashing, slashing, and picking smoothly. His movements were so smooth and flowing, it was dazzling. Jin Fuling was forced to take two steps back for a moment. Huo Huanghe came towards Huo Huanghe, but Huo Huanghe dropped a marble and hit the ground, and white mist shot out from the ground in an instant!

Jin Fuling's eyes were covered by white mist, and he couldn't see anything clearly. He raised his head, kicked his feet on the ground, and rushed to the tree branch, but suddenly a murderous aura came from behind, and Jin Fuling fell forward, flying in the air. After two somersaults, Huo Huanghe's sword followed, and the two of them had matched dozens of moves in silence for a moment, and in the white mist, they began to fight.

Jin Fuling's kung fu is really beautiful, one attack and one defense are very smooth, and there is no gap. Huo Huanghe was originally concentrating on coping, but at this moment, he smelled a trace of blood in the fog, and then What followed was Ning Hechen's muffled groan.

Huo Huanghe really knew Ning Hechen very well, the dead brother, he had a good understanding, he realized almost instantly that Ning Hechen was beside him and was seriously injured.

Huo Huanghe was only slightly distracted, and Jin Fuling had already picked up his sword, and directly hit his Adam's apple with a sword. Huo Huanghe retreated hurriedly, but behind him was a big tree, and there was no way to retreat when he saw it. In Jin Fuling's eyes, he is determined to win this life!

At this time, a sword suddenly struck in the fog, and went straight to Jin Fuling's face——

On Ning Hechen's head, Liu Yuanfang's sword was still hanging, and he was about to wipe it out along his neck. Ning Hechen was in danger, and half of his body was dripping with blood. Huo Huanghe was given a glimmer of life, and the sword was already out of his hand... Ning Hechen gently closed his eyes.Huo Huanghe could sense that Ning and Chen were in danger, and Ning and Chen could also sense that Huo Huanghe's life was hanging by a thread—the two made decisions almost at the same time to save him.

Huo Huanghe rose from the ground in anger and rushed into the mist, but it was already too late!Liu Yuanfang jumped up on the spot and stabbed the sword fiercely, but at this moment, someone arrived before Huo Huanghe - Ning Hechen only heard the sound of a blade breaking, and then felt a warm embrace It fell into his chest, and he opened his eyes. Wang Sumin held a broken long knife and stood in front of him. The sword had already sunk into his chest, piercing his chest and abdomen, from front to back. Ning Hechen saw that A ruthless white blade was exposed.

Ning Hechen's eyes widened, his mouth opened, and he took a deep breath——

Ning Hechen: "Wang Sumin...Wang Sumin!"

He got up, Liu Yuanfang pulled out his sword, Wang Sumin fell, Ning Hechen threw himself on the ground to catch him, Wang Sumin wanted to block him with a knife, but the knife shattered—he didn't want to die.

He didn't want to die!

Ning and Chen went crazy.

Wang Sumin said: "It doesn't matter...it doesn't matter."

He repeated, "It doesn't matter."

His eyes were looking forward, without any focus, a line of blood dripped slowly from the corner of his mouth, he coughed, and the blood bubbles popped out and smeared on his face.Wang Sumin suddenly laughed.

Ning Hechen was about to collapse, he stumbled to his feet, picked up half of the blade in Wang Sumin's hand, and in the mist, Ning Hechen's murderous aura was about to submerge the entire mountain forest.

Ning Hechen roared, "Ah—"

Liu Yuanfang was startled by him, subconsciously took a step back.

However, Jin Fuling in the distance seemed to suddenly understand something, turned his head slightly, and the sword suddenly weighed a thousand catties, and suddenly dropped his hand and fell to the ground.

Huo Huanghe was also stunned. Looking over in a blink of an eye, there was only a white mist in front of him. Ning Hechen was out of danger suddenly. Who saved him?

Jin Fuling walked over slowly and disappeared into the white mist. Huo Huanghe also stood up and ran towards Ning and Chen.

There were two people standing in the white mist. Ning and Chen had sword marks all over their bodies, some of which were deep enough to show their bones, and one even struck his neck. His bones must have been broken. He stared at the tall woman in front of him. , the sword in his hand trembled slightly.

It may be because of exhaustion, Ning and Chen have been fighting continuously from dark to dawn, he must have been unable to hold on, he may not even be able to hold the sword, but it is also possible... Jin Fuling looked at the man behind him. That man, because someone died to save him.

Wang Sumin was lying on the ground, coughing blood on his own, Jin Fuling's head seemed to have been split open, and the brains were split out, he was too slow to understand what happened.

Wang Sumin is dead?

Jin Fuling took two steps forward, and suddenly there was the sound of hurried footsteps behind him. Huo Huanghe passed by him, walked over and hugged Wang Sumin, and touched the wound on his chest. When he came to something very hard, he took it out. It was a split stone, stained red with blood.

Huo Huanghe didn't recognize this thing, so he threw it aside casually, covered his wound with his palm, and shouted: "I won't die, it's okay, it's okay, hold on!"

When Jin Fuling saw that stone, he suddenly remembered that one year before he left the Huns, he and Wang Sumin went up to Kunlun Mountain together. The children on the grassland, everyone may be the son of Kunlun Mountain. When he was 15 years old, the boy on the grassland I love to worship mountain gods, and I heard that the boy who is favored by Kunlun Mountain will make great achievements in the future.When you come down from the mountain, don't look back and don't fall, otherwise no matter where you fall, there will be a bump in your life.

It was winter that day, and halfway through the walk, Wang Sumin saw a deer. Living things on Kunlun Mountain cannot be killed, but Wang Sumin deliberately teased him, picked up a bow and arrow, and said that he wanted to hunt and eat. After two steps of chasing, he accidentally fell in the snow.

Both of them were stunned at the time, Jin Fuling remembered that he was very angry at that time, if Wang Sumin didn't deliberately make this joke and made him anxious, how could he fall down?

Wang Sumin helped him up and threw the snow away. There was actually only a small stone underneath. I don't know how such a stone tripped people up.

Wang Sumin threw the stone, caught it again, put it in his pocket, and said to him, "I'll hold it for you."

Jin Fuling laughed angrily again. Many years have passed, and he has really forgotten about it.

Later, he never saw that stone again. He thought that Wang Sumin had thrown it away long ago, but he didn't expect that he still kept it... he still kept it?

Instead, Jin Fuling laughed palely in his heart: Do you still keep it?

Wang Sumin, you don't even want your life, why didn't you take me away?Is your life so cheap?

Huo Huanghe held his chest tightly with his hands, blood slowly oozing out, Wang Sumin began to lose temperature all over his body, trembling slightly, looking ahead, he suddenly grabbed Huo Huanghe, and said, "What's my name? "

Huo Huanghe was crying and laughing, and said, "Wang Sumin, I remember your name."

Wang Sumin said: "I... said it earlier, and I will remember it sooner or later."

He coughed up blood, and smiled hoarsely and stiffly. Huo Huanghe: "If you are a man, just hold on. Do you want to die here? We did this to save you, and you died yourself?"

But Wang Sumin hissed and laughed, and there was a snoring sound in his throat.Huo Huanghe had heard this kind of voice before, and it was also the same when Ye Zhize died.Could this be the sound of Lord Hades' chains strangling a person's throat?

Wang Sumin thought no one would come to rescue him, and he admitted that no one came, but so many people bleed and died for him.Isn't this life worth it?

All his life alone, halfway through his life, at the end, he was someone who was willing to risk his life to save him.He also has someone who can't leave him...

Wang Sumin suddenly remembered that during the Battle of Tunbeihai, he and Li Dongqing were outside the pigsty. Li Dongqing saw the sword he stole and saw that he wanted to leave, so he kept him for a long time, and then said: "At least go away." Before, tell me."

Wang Sumin has never been so needed or held back in his life. He seldom made up his mind, and he seldom made up his mind. But at that time, he made an oath that if he would let Li Dongqing grow up alone one day , he must solemnly bid farewell to Li Dongqing and tell him his own stories.

The story is not glorious enough, and it is definitely not the kind of brilliant and heroic heroic story Li Dongqing thought.Just the disgraceful story of how a man became a heroic tramp.

He made an oath that he would protect Li Dongqing and let this young man grow up safely... If the spirit is passed on from generation to generation, Li Dongqing will be able to ignite flames that he did not ignite.

A person should not arbitrarily make up his mind, he is doomed to break his promise and leave without saying goodbye.

He looked ahead of him and said flatly: "Don't kill him."

Huo Huanghe followed his line of sight, only to realize that he was looking at Jin Fuling.

Huo Huanghe frowned: "Don't talk."

Jin Fuling walked over step by step, looked at Wang Sumin's face, but actually didn't quite recognize him anymore.After so many years, this person is actually very different from before.

When he was young, Wang Sumin was the most handsome man in Shan Yuting, the perfect husband in the hearts of many daughters... Wang Sumin only tried to like one woman, but he slapped her in the end.After that, Wang Sumin had no other women.

Jin Fuling stood in front of Wang Sumin inexplicably, but he was also a little dazed.

Wang Sumin looked at him and said, "Jiaer."

Jin Fuling seemed sad, happy, and heartless, but he didn't know whether he should step forward to have a look.

But Wang Sumin just yelled like this, and coughed up some blood foam, so he stopped talking.Now that we are going to die, no one should give the last little time in our life, we just keep it for ourselves. The 27 years of our short life seem to pass in the blink of an eye.

He remembered that when he was young, he wanted to be a general of Xiaoqi, Marquis of Qianhu, galloping on the grasslands, making all the Huns bow their heads, and call him "General". He remembered that when he was young, he wanted to marry a beautiful wife and let her be the mother of his children.Although it has not been realized, what does it matter if it is not realized?

Wang Sumin defined her own death as irrelevant.Let's just die, everyone here has their own ties and reasons why they can't die, but he doesn't have one, so he should die.

Jin Fuling turned around and said to Liu Yuanfang, "Stop."

Liu Yuanfang glanced at him vigilantly, then at Ning Hechen, apparently not very convinced that he could control the situation.

Ning Hechen was murderous, his hands were full of bloodstains, flowing on the body of the sword, and under the fury, he didn't say a word.

Liu Yuanfang's whole body was full of defense, she moved her footsteps slightly, her body bowed lower and lower, like a strong leopard, staring at Ning and Chen.

The sun outside the mountain has already hung high, cut by the tall and dense trees to form several neat rays of sunlight, projected into the dark mountain forest, every leaf is shining with emerald light, the dew is slowly evaporating, and the giant intertwined trees are quiet The ground fell asleep, dead branches and scorched leaves fell into the soil, mixed with fresh moss and grass, death and new life were entangled together, death and life, life and death.

Ning Hechen's blood also fell on the ground, and the fresh grass was dyed red, as if growing red fruits.Blood was dripping from his body, he raised his sword, shouted angrily, and killed him with a ferocious face, Liu Yuanfang raised his sword to meet him.

The sun was shining brightly, and the two men in the sky rushed up with their swords and met in the center of the sun——

Wang Sumin closed his eyes slowly and with difficulty.

His consciousness was slowly, slowly becoming chaotic, pulling away from reality, he could hear Huo Huanghe roaring in his ears, did he win?He wants to ask, why are you yelling?For me, or because of Ning Hechen?

But he couldn't open his mouth anymore, so he had no choice but to ignore it—he was waiting, but in the end, he didn't hear Jin Fuling's voice.

Darkness, peace, long peace—

Goodbye world.