The black shadow turned around without hesitation, and used the light skills that were enough to be arrogant in the martial arts world. He avoided the Zixiao sword flying in the air and ran towards a different direction from the Black Sunset.

Feiyue did not pursue, nor did Yilu. The Zixiao Sword, which was flowing with the luster of snow frost, lost the control of Yilu's consciousness and internal strength, and fell to the ground. A blood column was sprayed out from the sword in Canren's chest. The real blood column was sprayed out, and the blood was spraying wildly, shooting out at six meters high.

Yilu was shocked and frightened, and in a hurry, he used his beautiful face to press his tough chest, blocking the wound tightly, and blood stopped splashing wildly. The wind passed by, Piaoxiang and others rushed to the scene. Piaoxiang saw the blood column that had not yet landed in the air, and shouted in shock.

Feiyue held Canren, so that Canren would not fall down. Canren stared at the direction of the black sunset escaping, her lips opened several times, as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't make any sound. Yilu cried anxiously, her face tightly against Canren's wounds, and she didn't dare to relax at all.

I am afraid that a slight relaxation will cause the wound to spray blood again.

Feng Guo tried to check the Canren's injuries, but was stopped by Feiyue. Feiyue anxiously explained the strange speed of Canren's injuries, and Feng Guo had no idea for a moment. At this time, Yilu slightly recovered his mind and almost shouted, "Look for a long time!Look for a long time!"

The wind surrounds and the group are not sure about it, but they dare not neglect it. The four of them rushed to search for the long-term traces.

Yilu murmured repeatedly in a crying voice, "Why do you treat the young master like this...Why do you treat the young master like this..." Feiyue was speechless for a moment, and her heart was in chaos. Feiyue also cared about and was anxious and resilient to life and death...

But it was said that Wudang lewdang lewdang took him away from the garden for a long time, and was in a corner of the village without anyone else. He planned that the medicine had already occurred for a long time and was waiting to enjoy his beautiful and charming body. He had just moved, but he was hit by a long time punch and hit him in the forehead. He was hit very quickly and accurately. Wudang lewdang even wanted to avoid it, but he couldn't dodge it.

Seeing the punch for a long time, Wudang lustful smiled and grabbed the hand that had been enlarged for a long time, but it still did not stop. Wudang lustful thoughts were funny, and his internal strength had been lost for a long time. This punch was just an itching for him. Although it was very fast, it was not scary and was still funny.

Wudang lustful and innocent still maintained a smile, but the man fell to the ground with a smile on his face. This punch was not light at all, and it was even very heavy. Wudang lustful and bleeding in seven orifices, and life and death were unknown. He stared at Wudang lustful and murmured to himself with a confused look on his slump in his eyes, "Tell you not to touch me, if you don't listen, I have to hit you."

Jiujiu soon stopped looking at Wudang lying on the ground, but looked up at the full moon in the air, with a smile that was common in the past on his face, and sang a song softly, and the singing became louder and clearer. Piaoxiang finally found Jiujiu with the singing voice, "Can Ren and seriously injured, Yilu asked you to go over and help."

"Okay." After a long smile, he responded, and carried out his light skills, followed Piaoxiang toward the garden. Wudang lewd and lewd, who was lying on the ground, Piaoxiang didn't pay any attention at all. I'm afraid that even if he paid attention, he would not have any interest at all.

The Black Sunset was running very fast, but she didn't go along with the Black Shadow. The Black Sunset didn't know the Black Shadow, but she knew that it must be the killer his father had hired for a high price. Originally, the Black Sunset didn't plan to pay attention to it, but when the Black Sunset sat down in front of the stone table, the sound of breaking through the air started.

The black sunset hand curled the thing that flew to him in her hand, but found that it was his own thing. It was not brought out on the island. It was regarded as an important thing as a lifeline since childhood. It was a pair of silver gloves and a magic sword with a strange luster flowing.

Black Sunset has never named this pair of gloves and this magic sword, and I always feel that it is not good to name any name. A few days ago, this glove had a name. When Black Sunset heard the word "Blood Silver Hand", it felt so suitable. The gloves were originally silver, but when they were wearing urging, it would be covered with red, like blood.

Blood Silver is really suitable. But the sword still has no name, and the black sunset has not yet come up with a satisfactory name.

So, when I saw these two items, Black Sunset understood that the killer must have been invited by my father, and grandfather also came to the world. His treasure was entrusted to grandfather to take care of him at that time. Who dared to act without any action from the rest?

There is no day when Black Sunset doesn't want to kill Can Ren and leave this prison as soon as possible. Of course, it won't hesitate, especially after seeing the power of Black Shadow's martial arts, it won't miss this rare opportunity. Can Ren is dead. Black Sunset believes that even a little skin is cut by his sword, and the blood that rushes wildly to the wound and sprays outward can kill a person in a short time, let alone pierce the chest?

After the black sunset ran far away, he saw the special mark used by the Black Storm Gang. He soon met the person who was picking him up, and the white horse, Xiao Yin, who had been separated from him for a long time, galloped towards the Black Storm headquarters.

With the great information and ease after getting out of trouble with the black sunset, with the pleasure of killing Jian Renyixue's innocent and humiliating, there was a hint of almost imperceptible and uncomfortable. The black sunset was aware of it, but soon immersed in other happy emotions, Yang Bian galloped away.

Black Sunset didn't think about anything else now, but just found that there were many experts in the world who didn't know about it, but their own strength was still lacking. When I went back, I must ask my grandfather to concentrate on practicing martial arts and make myself go to the top. Otherwise, how can I take on heavy responsibilities in the future and how can I carry forward the Black Storm?

...

Since you are dead, why do you want me to see you again? Since I want me to see you again, why are you no longer you? How can you attack me, how can you stab my chest with that sword? What a ridiculous world. It's such a crazy and funny world.

"The world is ridiculous, infatuation is the most boring, and everything is pretty..." He hummed a song for a long time and put the blood-sucked leech on his rebellious arms and thighs. Then he stepped back and sat at the table, took a sip of tea, his eyes fell into a blur, and he sat quietly.

There were only a long time in the room. There were not many people in the room. Apart from the long-term and the coma, only Yilu and Feiyue. Others were driven away by Feiyue. Said that, the coma needed rest and quiet, and they could not be disturbed during treatment.

"Can you recover from the young master?" Yilu knew his temperament and was the first to ask. He smiled and his eyes returned to clear. He whispered, "Yes. He lost blood. He didn't have as much as you last time. You have survived, and of course he won't die."

Yilu and Feiyue breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"Long-Jiu, thank you." Yilu thanked with gratitude and guilt, and smiled for a long time, "Okay, I accept your thank you." Feiyue was speechless for a moment, but she had never heard of such a conversation. Thank you later, you always follow me, you don't have to thank you, small matters, etc.

I didn't hear that, and I just said that I accepted the thanks from others.

"Owner of Feiyue, let's take care of Yilu." Yilu said softly. Feiyue hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement. Can Ren fell into a coma, and even if he stayed, he was still anxious. There are still many matters to be dealt with. The first urgent thing is to investigate the whereabouts and origin of the assassin. Feiyue must figure out who sent the assassin.

The most doubtful one is naturally the Black Storm, but it is also likely that there are other Huashan factions, who are worried that the existence of resilience and resilience will seriously threaten itself to seize the position of head.

What Feiyue wanted to find out the most was the identity of the assassin. Feiyue was very suspicious. The assassin was the rumored Dark Wu. The number one assassin in the world who was worth up to 100 million taels of silver. If this person was really this person, then Feiyue would not need to try to find out anything anymore.

It is impossible to find out the identity and place of Anwu. If Feiyue could do it, then Anwu would have died several years ago. Anwu debuted in the world for decades, and has lived happily and freely, and has been the name of the number one killer. No one can shake it yet.

After Feiyue left, the huge room did not appear deserted because of this. At least Yilu didn't feel deserted, but became relaxed. For Yilu, Feiyue was a stranger after all, a woman who had no specific identity but was intimate with Jian Ren.

Yilu didn't know where to place Feiyue to face it. My friend seemed unworthy. Feiyue was a rebellious woman after all; the heroine was not in line with reality. Yilu felt that she could not treat Feiyue too respectfully, nor could she ignore it. The degree between this was really difficult to grasp.

The eyes of a long time fell into a blur again. Sitting quietly, Yilu leaned gently on Can Ren's body, paying great attention to the distance and not touching Can Ren's wound. Yilu really miss Can Ren, and misses the warmth that was always touched by Can Ren's side.

Now, I finally got what I want.

"Young Master, Lu really never let you down. It was just that he had agreed for a long time. Before he completed his entrustment, Lu had to survive. If it weren't for this, Lu would never have hesitated. When he thought that his death had gone, he had already gone with the young master. Why didn't he believe Lu..."

Yilu muttered to himself with pain.

It's only long and can be heard.

Feng Guo and Shibashu four people, when they found Wudang's lustfulness, they were not surprised. Shibashu reached out to Wudang's lustfulness, and then said with regret, "Die, find a place to bury him." Chunqiu Jian said with a cold face, "Tell the servants in the village to do this kind of trouble."

Piaoxiang said dissatisfiedly, "After you have a friend with him, why should you bury him with your own hands." Feng Guo sighed and said, "Forget it, I'll bury him." Piaoxiang was extremely relieved when he heard this. After all, Feng Guo had a good intention. Shibashe spat and said, "You said your man is so kind? You just want to find out the treasures that you hide in the lewd and despicable treasures you usually don't want to share with others."
Chapter completed!