Xue Yang's eyes were blurred, he couldn't stand up, he could only prostrate himself on the ground and shout heartbreakingly: "Xiao Xingchen! I let you come back!"

"I'll kill whoever wants your life first!" Xue Yang's chest hurt like a tear, his voice was hoarse, and almost every word he uttered was bleeding, but he still stared fiercely with his red eyes.

Xue Yang has been honest for so long that they almost forgot that this man was once a villain who regarded human life like nothing, but today he showed a ferocious appearance, which made people think of his bad deeds and sharp claws.

Xiao Xingchen had a headache from the quarrel, but he didn't move an inch, he just stood in front of Song Lan, wanting him to fulfill him.

After Song Lan was furious, all he could do was feel depressed. He said heartbrokenly, "Xingchen, who are you forcing? I hurt you because I was unkind, and letting Xue Yang go was unrighteous. Why do you make things difficult for me and yourself?"

Seeing that Xiao Xingchen didn't respond, Xue Yang also put away the thorns all over his body, and instead begged in a mournful voice: "Master, Xiao Xingchen, come back. I'm the one who was at fault. It's me who killed and set fires, so it's your fault." What? Daoist..."

"Xingchen..." Song Lan sighed, "I know you are innocent, it was not your fault, but you gave me your eyes, I don't know how much you have suffered... I have been looking for you all these years, not to fight you desperately ,I think--"

Song Lan took a deep breath: "Are you going to turn against me because of him?"

Xiao Xingchen shook his head slowly: "I'm not..."

There were two light pink water marks on the bandages on the eyes, and the Taoist priest who lost his eyes asked in confusion, "Then what should I do?"

How should I do it?On the one hand, there is a sweetheart who can't give up, and on the other hand, a close friend who owes a lot, how should he choose to get the best of both worlds?

too difficult.

Xiao Xingchen only knows how to communicate with his confidant and depend on his loved one. He doesn't know if his confidant and his loved one are insoluble enemies, what should he do among them so that the result will not be so tragic.

It's just too difficult.

Neither Song Lan nor Xue Yang could accept Xiao Xingchen's arrangement. One begged behind him beggingly, and the other tried to persuade him in front of him, but Xiao Xingchen stood motionless, clasping his hands tightly to compete with him.

Seeing that he was still in the dark, Song Lan gritted his teeth and said, "If you want to take it on his behalf, then pick up your sword."

Xiao Xingchen was taken aback, and drew out the Shuanghua Sword.

It's been a long time since Fuxue Shuanghua had seen each other, and sparks burst out as soon as they collided.They have gone through a hundred tricks and become more and more courageous in battle, they have taught each other to improve, and they have also combined to break through, complementing each other to the extreme.

But this time, within two moves, Shuanghua was knocked into the air and dropped straight into a tree by the side of the road.

Fuxue pointed at Xiao Xingchen's throat, Xiao Xingchen straightened his spine, and exposed the door of appointment to the sharp knife.

Xue Yang didn't dare to act rashly, his heartbeat almost stopped.Song Lan stared fixedly at Xiao Xingchen, the tip of the sword was only half an inch away from touching Xiao Xingchen's skin, but the threatened person stood still, unmoved.

Song Lan lowered his eyelids, stepped back slowly, and retracted the sword.He walked to the side and pulled out the Shuanghua sword from the tree, handed it back to Xiao Xingchen, and said, "Xingchen, since you don't intend to compete with me, don't let Fuxue and Shuanghua down."

Xiao Xingchen clenched the hilt of his sword in a daze.

Xue Yang took a deep breath, and said anxiously, "Xiao Xingchen, I'll take care of the troubles I provoke, so don't meddle in it. Song Lan, if you want to kill or cut, come at me."

Song Lan glanced at him, ignored him, and only whispered to Xiao Xingchen: "I heard that he lied to you first, but I don't know what happened to make you come this far with him, and I can't persuade you back. But Xingchen, don't you forget who Xue Yang is. You treat him so sincerely, how do you know if he is sincere?"

Xue Yang looked at Xiao Xingchen deeply.

Xiao Xingchen only said in a muffled voice, "...Zichen, I'm sorry."

Song Lan's eyes were sour when she heard the words, and she shook her head and choked with sobs: "Xingchen, you have never failed me. I am the one who failed you, I..."

"Zichen, I chose the road by myself. In the past and now, no one forced me to choose it." Xiao Xingchen interrupted the mutual self-examination between the two, and said softly, "I have not changed my mind, but the past I'm afraid I can't go on the road. I believe you can do a good job, and I'm looking forward to that day. Zichen, I have never forgotten the past, and I have never abandoned my beliefs, but I can no longer turn back... It is I who Can't stop..."

After Xiao Xingchen finished speaking, he slowly turned around and walked to Xue Yang's side, helping Xue Yang up.

Xue Yang grabbed the umbrella on the ground, supported it with his sword to stand firm, put the umbrella in Xiao Xingchen's hand, and gently pushed him away: "Master Daoist, I can stand still. You should stay away. Come down quickly." It’s raining, remember to take an umbrella, don’t get caught in the rain.”

Xiao Xingchen took half a step back holding the umbrella as he said, and Xue Yang walked towards Song Lan without looking back.Song Lan watched coldly, his gaze was like a sword, and cut Xue Yang over and over again.

Those eyes were black and bright, filled with deep-seated hatred and killing intent, but Xue Yang had seen them grow in Xiao Xingchen's eye sockets, and he knew how gentle and peaceful they were.

These were supposed to be Xiao Xingchen's eyes, but they were lost because of him.

Xue Yang stopped and heard Song Lan say: "Xue Yang, you killed my teacher and my siblings, and you should pay with your life. Today, you and I will fight with our own abilities. Either you die or I die. Do you have any objections?"

Xue Yang straightened his back, looked at Song Lan calmly, and said, "If I dare to do what Baixueguan did, I won't be afraid of you coming to collect the debt. Daoist Song, let's start."

A depressive tear fell from the sky, splashing dust and sand on the ground.

When Song Lan mentioned Fuxue, he calmed down and flew towards Xue Yang.

Jiang disaster caught a few drops of water from bottom to top, and then stopped Fuxue's sword momentum, making a "clang".Xue Yang knelt down on one knee to support Jiang disaster, and pushed hard, Fuxue cut off a few strands of his hair, and the killing momentum remained unchanged, Xue Yang quickly stood up and jumped aside, took a few breaths and entangled with Song Lan again. fight together.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, Xue Yang caught a glimpse of Xiao Xingchen still standing where he was, his white Taoist robe was already half wet, but the umbrella was still tightly closed and held in front of him, completely useless.

The Fuxue sword stabbed Xue Yang's arm, Xue Yang backed away, kicked hard on the tree trunk by the side of the road, raised his sword and stabbed at Song Lan, cutting the corner of Song Lan's clothes.

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