The rivers and lakes are full of vests

Dark clouds obscured the sun, and there was the sound of weapons handing over and fighting in front of the Hengguang Hall. Several men in black went straight to Lu Wencheng on the high platform. First flight.

Lu Wencheng watched with his hands behind his back, and at the moment when the silver light flickered in front of his eyes, Wu Zhong had already pulled out his sword, blocking all hidden weapons in one fell swoop.

Wu Zhong pinched his fingers and blew a melodious whistle to the sky. Thousands of Tianji disciples who had disappeared just now rushed out from all directions and joined the battle in the field.

The three people who were hiding in the chaos suddenly realized that Lu Wencheng had already known everything and set up an ambush.

The situation took a turn for the worse, and the man in black, who had the upper hand just now, was pushed back steadily by the Tianji sword formation. Twelve was torn down, and he rushed towards Lu Wencheng on the high platform first, and at the same time said behind him: "Seventeen, go quickly!" Save the priest!"

Seventeen nodded, and immediately flew onto the high platform. Lu Wencheng looked at her, showing a sinister smile, and slowly pulled out the long sword at his waist, "Finally, I'm willing to show up."

A long whip was thrown at Lu Wencheng, and the long sword was instantly entangled. The twelve pairs of seventeen on the other side shouted: "Quick!"

But Shi Qi hadn't moved yet, when Lu Wencheng exerted force, the blade trembled, and the long whip was shattered into several pieces. He raised his palm and slammed into Shi Shi Shi's chest, sending him flying several feet away, falling heavily. under the high platform.

"It's ridiculous for you to try to save people under my nose!" Lu Wencheng burst into air, and his figure turned into an afterimage. Seven necks lifted her up.

"Seventeen!" Fu Peibai roared, calling out Ming Xiao from his waist, and slashed at Lu Wencheng's back.

Lu Wencheng didn't look back, he just turned around with Shi Qiyi, pinched his fingers, and lightly clamped the rusty blade of Mingxiao Sword. He glanced at the word "Mingxiao" engraved on the sword handle, and then looked at Fu With a strange face on his face, Pei Bai sneered, "Fu Peibai, it turned out that the Ming Xiao Sword fell into your hands, and it was really easy for me to find it."

Fu Peibai drew his sword with all his strength, and was about to attack again, but Shi Qi suddenly said: "Leave me alone, go save the leader!"

After Shi Qi shouted, the Yanyue dagger in his sleeve slipped out quietly, and quickly slid across Lu Wencheng's wrist. Lu Wencheng withdrew his hand suddenly, and his wrist was bright red.

Fu Peibai hurriedly checked Shiqi's injuries, but fortunately there were only a few dark red fingerprints on his neck, and he was not injured.

Panting lightly, Shi Qi pulled out a soft sword from his waist and stabbed a Tianji disciple who was attacking forward, "A Pei, go save the leader, I will deal with Lu Wencheng."

Fu Peibai gritted his teeth and said, "I'll deal with him, you go to rescue Shi Qinghan."

Seventeen frowned and raised his voice, "Your inner breath has not healed, so you can't take risks, listen to me."

Fu Peibai clenched his fists tightly, and said in a shy voice, "Okay." As soon as the words fell, Seventeen had already flew to Lu Wencheng's side to fight with him, and Twelve also quickly joined the battle. The two fought against Lu Wencheng together. downwind.

After Fu Peibai quickly dealt with several Tianji disciples and Jianghu people, he came to the Panlong Column. The woman tied in front of the column had only one breath left, and there was no good skin on her body. Even though she hated Shi Qinghan to the bone, seeing such cruelty The criminal law couldn't help but feel unbearable, she raised her hand to release the woman's shackles, but she felt something was wrong.

But the situation was critical, and she didn't have time to think about it. She quickly untied the rope on the woman's body, put her behind her back, and was about to call out Seventeen and Twelve to find a chance to escape, but a trace of vigilance suddenly emerged in her heart.

The woman who was still fluttering on her back just now suddenly sank a lot. A silver light flashed in Fu Peibai's peripheral vision, and her eyes narrowed. The instinct of a martial artist made her subconsciously let go. The standing woman was standing straight now, holding a sharpened dagger in her hand, staring at her sullenly.

Fu Peibai was in a cold sweat, if it was a second later, the dagger would have pierced her throat.

Shi Qinghan didn't forget to kill her even in this situation, Fu Peibai stood up holding his sword, and looked into the woman's eyes, gloomy and cold... No, no!

She instantly understood what the strange feeling that had been lingering in her heart was, the color of her eyes was different, this was not Shi Qinghan, this was someone Lu Wencheng sent to pretend!

She immediately turned her head and shouted: "Seventeen, go away, this is not Shi Qinghan, everything today was planned by Lu Wencheng! Go away!"

Hearing this, Shiqi's sword became more and more fierce, and shouted as he hit: "Go to Qingliao Peak, the leader must be in the dungeon of Qingliao Peak, go quickly!"

Fu Peibai knew that he couldn't persuade Shi Qi, so he could only fight off the surrounding people while saying loudly: "Okay, be more careful!"

"It's not that easy to leave! Today, you all have to die here!" Lu Wencheng shouted violently, his fists turned into invisible air currents, hitting seventeen and twelve on the left and right respectively.

Both of them backed away, coughing, and blood oozed from the corners of their mouths.

"Seventeen!"

Seventeen suddenly turned his head and said to Fu Peibai in a deep voice, "Don't worry about us, go and save the leader."

"I......"

Shi Qi smiled at her in the shadow of swords and swords, "Trust me, Ah Pei, I will be fine."

Fu Pei's throat slipped, he took a fixed look at Seventeen Empresses, and flew to the cable bridge on Qingliao Peak.

When approaching the cable bridge, a group of Tianji disciples gathered there. Seeing the people coming, they all showed their long swords and formed a Tianji sword formation to surround Fu Peibai.Fu Peibai took a deep breath, suppressed the churning inner breath in his body, and raised the Mingxiao sword to fight with everyone.

With a sound of "铛", several long swords pressed towards her with the momentum of closing. Although Ming Xiao was indestructible, he couldn't stop such a huge momentum, and was pushed down inch by inch by these sword blades.

Fu Peibai held onto the handle of the sword with both hands to block, but still retreated step by step, and the stone slabs also burst apart inch by inch as she retreated.

There was another sound of "Zheng", and a man in indigo blue robes fell from the sky and fell into the sword formation, breaking through the formation in an instant. Fu Peibai was able to breathe, and when his eyes flicked across the man's face, he felt a familiar feeling, but it was momentary. Can't remember who it is, but the other party is obviously on her side.

The man's martial arts skills are not low, and his skills are nimble, and he dealt with dozens of Tianji disciples very neatly. He withdrew and came to Fu Peibai's side and said, "I was sent by the young master to help you secretly, don't worry."

Son?Besides Ding Yi, who can be called a son in Tianji Sect?

"Thank you."

The man stood behind her, and said in a deep voice, "You don't have to thank me, I will follow orders and deal with these people first."

Fu Peibai nodded and held Ming Xiao tightly. With helpers, the two quickly dealt with the disciples in front of them.

Panting heavily, Fu Peibai expressed his thanks in a hurry, "Thank you to Dingyi for me."

The man nodded, raised his chin towards the direction of the cable bridge, "Go."

Fu Peibai withdrew the sword and turned to leave, but there was a gust of wind behind her. She dodged subconsciously, but her shoulder blade was still pierced by the sword point. She couldn't help but pounced forward. The man who was fighting alongside her just now had already pointed his long sword at her.

"you-?!"

The man smiled, "You are indeed as the young master said, cautious and sensitive. You said that it would be great if you didn't notice it. It would be a pleasure to kill you with one blow, and you will save yourself from the torture before death."

After the man finished speaking, he attacked with a sword. While dodging, Fu Peibai still asked persistently, "Ding Yi sent you to kill me?"

The man didn't answer, and his actions became more and more violent.

Ding Yi wanted to kill himself.

This cognition was like a faint fire that ignited the inner breath in Fu Peibai's body. She couldn't tell whether she was angry or disappointed. In short, an uncontrollable emotion burst out from the bottom of her heart, accompanied by surging inner breath.

The onset of internal breath made her five senses more sensitive and transparent, and the man's movements became visibly sluggish to the naked eye, and he was no longer her opponent with every move.

In just one cup of tea, Fu Peibai compared the Ming Xiao Sword to the man's neck. In the past, she would not have the heart to kill a person who has no grievances or enmities with her, but now, she has seen too much Killing also understands the principles of survival in this world.

If you don't kill, you will be killed. Kindness and weakness are sometimes sharp swords aimed at oneself.

She was about to strike when a cry came from not far away.

"Fu Peibai!"

She paused for a while, and the man took advantage of this gap to pull out the dagger from his rear boots and swung it forward, but Fu Peibai still dodged it nimbly. He was about to move again, but there was a stabbing pain from his back. When he lowered his eyes, a knife The rusty long sword had passed through the chest, and the blade was stained with sticky blood.

Fu Peibai pulled out the Mingxiao Sword, pushed it lightly, and the man's body fell to the ground with a bang. She wiped the blade of the sword with the hem of her clothes, looked at Ding Yi not far away with deep eyes, and walked towards him step by step.

Ding Yi swallowed, and was scared by Fu Peibai's aura and took a few steps back, "You, listen to me, I don't know him, he wasn't sent by me, I didn't intend to kill you... you Believe me, why would I want to kill you?"

Fu Peibai stopped in his tracks and said in a deep voice: "Did I say that you sent him? How do you know that this person is here to kill me?"

"I......"

"Ding Yi, do you hate me that much?" Fu Peibai stared at Ding Yi, his eyes were dark, no emotion could be seen.

Ding Yi was stunned for a moment, but didn't answer.

Fu Peibai's voice trembled slightly, and he continued to ask: "You hate me so much that you must kill me?"

Ding Yi opened his eyes wide, couldn't hold back his emotions, and suddenly yelled: "Yes! I hate you! Why did you tell me the truth when I hate you! It's like you are holding my weakness! Sleep peacefully! You say how can I not hate you?!"

Fu Peibai smiled bitterly, opened his arms, and exposed his deadly parts to Ding Yi one by one, "You saved me at the beginning, without you, I would have starved to death in Xingyang City long ago, I owe you my life, now, Come and get it back."

After finishing speaking, she closed her eyes, and the Ming Xiao sword fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, and her eyelids trembled with the sound.

She was betting that Ding Yi would not kill her, betting on the remaining friendship between them.

Ding Yi stood there in a daze, with thin layers of sweat on his face, he looked at Lu Wencheng in front of the Hengguang Hall, and then at Fu Peibai who had his eyes closed and his arms open.

His eyes were confused for a moment, and then he became firm. He drew his sword out of its sheath, closed his eyes and shouted: "Fu Peibai, you asked for this!" After roaring, he raised his hand and stabbed Fu Peibai's chest fiercely.

Fu Peibai opened her eyes suddenly, her wry smile turned into sobs, she had lost the bet after all, she was about to raise her hand to hold the thrusting sword blade, but someone grabbed her arm heavily, pulled her back, and the sword blade passed her directly arm.

She was not hit by the sword, but she clearly heard the sound of a sharp weapon piercing her flesh.

With a "plop", Afu knelt down on the ground. She looked down at the long sword piercing her chest, then looked up at Ding Yi who was stunned, and smiled slightly: "Ding Yi... "

Fu Peibai recovered from the shock, she quickly supported Afu, and said in a trembling voice: "Sister Afu, don't, don't talk."

Afu let out a muffled cough, and a lot of blood gushed out from the corners of her mouth and chest at the same time.Fu Peibai stretched out her hand to cover the wound, but it was useless. The bright and dazzling blood continuously overflowed from between her fingers, dripped onto the white stone slab, and smudged into coquettish flowers.

Ding Yi's eyes were empty. He knelt down on his knees and reached out to touch Afu, but Fu Peibai swung him away.

"roll!"

Ding Yi curled up his fingers, seeing the clear hatred in Fu Peibai's deep eyes for the first time.With his hands on the ground, he climbed to Afu's side, his lips trembling and said: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I didn't mean it, Afu...Afu."

Fu Peibai grabbed him by the collar and, with luck, sent him flying a few feet away.

The half of the gleaming gold mask fell from Ding's side, fell to the ground, and broke into several pieces. Ding Yi didn't pick it up, but crawled to Afu's side again, and stretched out his hand to cover Afu's wound .

Blood soon soaked his hands, and warm tears covered his cheeks.

He repeatedly called Afu's name in a crying voice, apologizing over and over again.

The light in Afu's eyes became weaker and weaker. She leaned on Fu Peibai's lap and said angrily, "Ding Yi, I'm sorry, I have the reasons for you becoming what you are today. If I had told you earlier , you might not be so paranoid."

Ding Yi choked up, held her hand, and cried: "No, no, it's me, I'm selfish and narrow-minded, I can't tell the difference between possessiveness and love, I'm blinded by the desire for power, I'm wrong up.......

I was wrong, Afu, I know I was wrong, I will never do this again, don't go, don't leave me. "

Afu raised her hand with difficulty, moved it up inch by inch, and finally landed on Ding Yi's head. She stroked it and said softly: "Don't blame yourself, I don't blame you, you will always be my brother."

"Okay, okay, I will only be your younger brother from now on, Sister Afu, hold on, I will take you to the doctor." Ding Yi said, and was about to hug Afu by the waist, but Afu held him down. His arm, "No need...wasting all your efforts, I still have something to say to Xiaobai."

"noob."

Fu Peibai held back tears, bowed his head and listened, "Sister Afu, tell me."

Afu said intermittently: "You, you have to have a good time with the peak master."

Fu Peibai looked up at her, and Afu smiled warmly, "I mean the peak master who came to the peak six years ago."

Fu Peibai was a little stunned. Did Sister Afu know the identity of Shi Qi?

Afu breathed a sigh of relief, she looked up at the dark clouded sky, "Don't tell Li He, just say that I don't want to marry him, let him find another girl."

"It's a pity that I can't drink the wine that Brother Meng brought me."

"And Ah Ruo, I will never see the day when Ah Ruo gets married."

Afu's eyes flickered, and she babbled about the people in Chaoquanfeng's backyard. In the end, her breath was already very weak, her face was pale, and her eyes lost their luster.

She turned her head sideways, looked at Seventeen who was fighting with Lu Wencheng on the high platform, and said in a faint voice, "The most regrettable thing is that I... I still don't know... The name of the peak master, I...I haven't solemnly said to her...thank you, thank you for saving my life back then, I said, I promised to serve the peak for the rest of my life... ..”

Afu's voice was as low as the dust, and it stopped abruptly here, her eyelids closed gently, Fu Peibai grabbed her hand, and tears rolled down.

"Her name is Seventeen, her name is Seventeen."

Afu's hand slipped from her palm, sinking into the dust like a decaying flower.