Pretending to think for a moment, Xiao Shicheng shook his head without shame. Sorry, the girl has only passed four battles, and it is difficult to keep the promise for the time being. "Oh?" "The first person the girl killed was purely to save Mr. Xie Wu. How can it be a formal battle?" He explained without changing his face. So we have to go through one more pass, and Xiao can release him. Many people in the Bai family are angry, and many of their disciples drink and scold, and there are all kinds of foul language. The guards couldn't stop kicking and hitting. What is the opponent of the next battle? She asked politely. Xiao Shicheng quieted down and grinned, sharp and conceited. I Jia Ye also smiled, light and soft, like looking at a mischievous butterfly on his fingertips. You really didn't let me down. Both are injured "You can't beat me." "You are very confident." "I already know the body like the palm of my hand. It's really ghostly and full of experience. You are a very difficult person to deal with.". But the breath is not strong enough to last, and I am very tired after repeated battles, so I will not be my opponent. "You do have the upper hand." She nodded her head in acknowledgment. If you are willing to follow me, you will certainly treat the guests above. Why do you insist on fighting a losing battle and dying? "Thank you for your love." "You.." "Please." Two figures, one blue and one white, are dancing under the moon. Advance and retreat attack, sharp blade flying, obviously is extremely dangerous, but it looks pleasing to the eye. Although Xiao Shicheng was a prince, his kung fu could not be underestimated. He saw through the weakness of the night, and gradually gained the upper hand with his deep internal force and static braking. The white shadow was as light as a dream, advancing and retreating without a sound, and a clear dagger was elusive, perilously passing over the vital point. As time goes by, the signs of waste and overuse appear. Passed a little while again, a little bit of crimson burst out on the white clothes, like the snow on the first day, the plum on the snow, but full of alarming ominous. She retreated step by step and slowly retreated to the sidelines. He advanced step by step, and his swordsmanship became more and more fierce. He could not bear to see it. His slender shadow seemed to be blown up by a gust of night wind, and he turned over in the air without any effort. He leaned forward to strike, only to hear a sound of gold and iron in the air. The short sword in his hand drew a long arc into the sand, and half of the body of the sword reflected the cold light in the night wind. Everyone's heart sank, Jia night was forced to the extreme by the sword, desperate, unexpectedly fit up, Xiao Shicheng long sword vibration, thousand sword shadow suddenly turned into a straight stab, immediately turned into the tip of the sword rushed past. A burst of exclamations, the sword penetrated the small body, stabbed out from behind, the bright body of the sword stained with blood, straight to the handle. The field was eerily quiet. I heard drops of blood falling. Jia Ye's face was almost transparent and he bit his lips tightly. They were so close together that they looked like a pair of lovers snuggling together from the side. She threw back her head and gazed a little hard at the face above her. The face was expressionless, looking down at her. For a long time, showing a wry smile. A small white hand was placed on his neck. Cool, Industrial pallet rack , soft and greasy, like a lover's hand, pressing gently and affectionately. With the slight rise and fall of his blood, he lost all his strength. You lost. The dark eyes were quiet, the voice was light, and the faint announcement of his failure. Blood, dripping from the sword, penetrated Xiu's narrow shoulders. You don't have to kill with a sword. She tugged at the corners of her lips and reminded her indifferently. Sometimes I use my hands. "You are so cruel." He can only say these three words. The woman sacrificed half of her shoulder and arm for the chance to get close to her side. How can I beat you if I'm not ruthless? She smiled gently, as if the sword were on someone else. I'm a spent force. "Is it worth it?" He couldn't understand it. Like you, why do you work for someone who has nothing to do with you? "I want to ask you, too." A cold sweat broke out on her forehead, but her face was still calm. What "Is it worth risking your life for ambition?" Without makeup, he was bloodless, white as ice and snow, and his hand on his neck was getting colder and colder. He looked down at the pale and trembling man, his weak and firm face, and lost his mind for a moment. Ask the prince to swear in the name of the king of Nanjun that he will not start with the two families of Bai Xie within five years. "Or kill me?" He couldn't laugh anymore. You know the consequences of killing the prince of the county. "I really don't know, or try?" "Black eyes kill spread, dangerous and mysterious charm, exudes the spirit of the spirit." Anyway, no matter what the ending is, you can't see it. A silent stalemate. Mo Yao cleared his throat, "Prince, I advise you not to take risks, our Lord." I don't know how many people higher than you have been killed. The Blue Owl nodded aside to prove it. The murderous hand between his neck could not be ignored, and he spoke with a wry smile. I swear in the name of the king of Nanjun that I will not attack the two families of Bai Xie in five years. If you recite these words, heaven and man will abandon each other. The man's voice spread all over the White House. Is that all right? "Lead the people to withdraw today, and never fight again. If you break this oath, the ancestors will never be peaceful, and the family will be reduced to ashes overnight." Jia Ye added with a smile. Since the prince's sincerity is not violated, it's okay to swear to poison a little more. Xiao Shicheng had never been so threatened, and if his eyes were about to burst into flames, he could not breathe in an instant, his face became more and more blue, and finally he nodded reluctantly and read it again. With the words, the sound of a horse's hooves like a drum came into my ears, and within a moment, five figures suddenly swept in. Seeing the scene in the field, everyone was stunned. Xie Yunshu opened his mouth to be called, and his voice was hoarse. Approaching slowly, the blood drops falling from the tip of the sword formed a small pool of blood, which was red and dazzling. It's a long time coming. Jia Ye complained in a low voice, suppressed his trembling, and loosened his fingers. Ask the prince to let go. It was not until she reminded him that Xiao Shicheng found himself still holding the hilt of the sword, and half of his arm was soaked with her cold sweat. The man who came took her over and was careful not to touch the sword. Pull it out. I've avoided the vital part. Her little body was in her arms, and she could not help trembling as she whispered in her ear. Hold on. Bite my shoulder. Staring at the frightfully long sword, he reminded in a hoarse voice that his face was whiter than the wounded man's. Hands on the body of the sword, with a clank crisp sound, the steel sword broke into two parts, the edge of the finger was cut by the sharp blade, out of a wisp of blood. omracking.com