Xue Xiao, the Patriarch of Demon Dao, and his colleagues——Stars sinking into the sea [Rebirth]

Both of them had been injured before, but Xue Yang's injury was more serious. Song Lan's moves were calm and powerful, and Xue Yang almost only had to be suppressed and beaten.Song Lan didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill him. The angle of the wound on Xue Yang's body was tricky and fierce, but it didn't hurt the vitals. The pain that more living people can feel.

But even if Song Lan wasn't in a hurry, Xue Yang couldn't beat Song Lan. With Xiao Xingchen around, he couldn't say offensive words, and it was impossible for him to use corpse poison powder.Whether he is angry or helpless, it is a fact that his skills are not as good as others. If he abandons those crooked tricks, he really cannot turn defeat into victory.

The longer the time, the more obvious Xue Yang's disadvantage.The hatred in Song Lan's eyes didn't diminish, but the killing intent was aroused by the steaming bloody smell. The long sword was getting closer and closer to the gates of life, and it was getting harder and harder for Xue Yang to hide.

From the sky to the earth, everything was submerged in the endless rain.

Xue Yang narrowly escaped the fatal blow, Fuxue failed to stab him in the chest and fell to the ground against his armpit. He rolled several times on the ground and jumped up, his limbs and back were still stabbed several times, and the blood flowed down The rain dripped down the ground underfoot.

The heavy raindrops fell on the head and face, blurring the vision, and the Taoist priest stood still without an umbrella.

Xue Yang was so anxious but couldn't take care of himself, being hit by Song Lan's palm, he bent down and wanted to vomit blood, but when he saw the white clothes, he held back his pain and suppressed the painful moan back into his stomach.

This shouldn't be the life Xiao Xingchen should have, Xue Yang suddenly thought.

A person like Xiao Xingchen should, should have lived a better life.Happier and unrestrained than anyone else, admired more than anyone else, and more beautiful than anyone else, instead of shrinking into a corner, worrying about people like Xue Yang, and being beaten by wind and rain.

Xiao Xingchen's current state of distress is all because of Xue Yang.

What have you done?

Having been stabbed in the abdomen, Xue Yang stepped back to prevent the sword from going deeper, raised his head in the heavy rain, wiped his face, and re-entered the battlefield with his breath.

Maybe letting Xiao Xingchen go back is the best choice.

Did Song Lan come to lead the Taoist priest away?The Taoist priest said he couldn't turn his head back, so what if Xue Yang died?If Xue Yang died, would the Taoist leader have no burden?

The shoulder blade was pierced, Xue Yang's expression was cold, and he stabbed Song Lan's side with his sword.

It would be a great fortune for Xiao Xingchen to go back, and maybe Xiao Xingchen himself would feel lucky, but as long as Xue Yang is alive, he will not let go, and it is impossible for him to kill himself just to let Xiao Xingchen go back.

Xue Yang wants to live, and he also wants to live with the Taoist priest—the kind of togetherness that sleeps together and bathes in the same barrel.

Ha, such a greedy person does not deserve to be cared for, and deserves to die.

No one spoke, only the sound of rain raging, and even the sound of weapons clashing and panting was mostly swallowed up by the heavy rain.

Suddenly a heavy object scattered the accumulated water on the ground, Xue Yang was knocked to the ground, and the muddy water under his body was instantly stained red.He was at the end of his strength, and Song Lan's sword pointed at his heart, but he couldn't dodge it, so he could only turn his head to look at Xiao Xingchen with all his strength, moved his lips, and called out silently: "Taoist..."

There was a dull pain in the left chest, Xue Yang kept his head up, and looked at the Taoist priest in a daze.

Today, he doesn't think about anything anymore, he no longer tries to survive, and he doesn't intend to die.He didn't say a lot, didn't do a lot of things, he was worried that he would be sad without the Taoist leader, and he was relieved that he could live a normal life without the Taoist leader...

My mind seems to be chaotic, but also empty, full of regrets, yet complete.He never thinks about right and wrong, and he no longer wants a safe reunion. He just wants to see the Taoist one more time, one more time.

Song Lan was also looking at Xiao Xingchen.He saw the two fighting for so long, Xiao Xingchen never moved his position, and Xue Yang was knocked down again and again, but he also stood upright, silent and no longer begging for mercy, as if he was indifferent.

But Song Lan also saw, seeing the indifferent Xiao Xingchen's face, the bandages had already stained two terrifying dark blood holes, the rain was so heavy and so fast, it couldn't wash away the gurgling blood on his cheeks. Blood pooled to his jaw, and even his collar changed color.

He is so quiet, so quiet that he can't disturb anyone; but he is so sad, so sad that no one can move his face.

The enemy of the past has been crushed by the sword, Fuxue can kill someone if he advances an inch, but Song Lan is already unable to do so.

With Xiao Xingchen's eyes, he saw Xiao Xingchen's silent pain, and Xue Yang's silent call that Xiao Xingchen could not understand, so the hand holding the sword could only tremble.

He hated, hated Xue Yang for being cruel, hated being able to eat his flesh and drink his blood, also hated Xiao Xingchen's kindness, hated him so much that he wanted to tell him to turn around, and even more hated himself for being soft, hesitating for a moment and then being ruthless.

Has been unable to start.

The dull pain in the chest suppressed by the sword qi burst out, but there was no deeper pain, and the expected instant death darkness has not yet arrived.Xiao Xingchen, who was being watched, never moved. If it wasn't for the non-stop rain, Xue Yang would have thought that time had stood still.He noticed something strange, and slowly turned his head to look at Song Lan in confusion and calmly.

Song Lan didn't look at Xue Yang from the beginning to the end. He withdrew his gaze from Xiao Xingchen, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and drew his sword, and stabbed down hard.The blade of the sword brushed Xue Yang's ear and inserted into the ground, then was pulled out abruptly.Song Lan turned around, frantically dancing his sword to slaughter the bushes and weeds beside the road, and the ground was instantly in a state of chaos.

The furious Taoist priest in black frantically swung his sharp sword, and at a certain moment, he turned his head and pointed at Xue Yang with a fierce look in his eyes, and roared suppressedly and angrily, "Get out!"

Xue Yang crawled out from under his sword, and ran towards Xiao Xingchen without hesitation.

Song Lan couldn't face it anymore, so she could only roar angrily and vent her anger on the ignorant grass and trees, chopping them to pieces.

Xiao Xingchen raised his head slightly to face the suddenly stopped battlefield, bearing Song Lan's grief and Xue Yang's expectations, he was nailed to the spot and could not move.