Wen Ran held Qiushui's hand harder and harder, she tried her best to suppress her emotions, "Ye Sui, Qiushui is also a child you brought up."

   Ye Sui's eyes suddenly seemed to be much gentler, "So in the end, I let her live in a dream, and she won't be hurt or sad."

   In his mouth, this memory that everyone was forced to follow seems to have become a pity for Qiushui.

  Wen Ran finally couldn't hold back, "You're damned!"

  The young man who was still in a lazy figure suddenly tightened his hand holding the knife, and the blade was cold, showing danger.

   Shen misty dark eyes looked at the man in blue, "Ran Ran is right, you should be damned."

  Ye Sui was ready to take the move, but he still had the heart to joke and sarcastically, "So you are her dog? Do you listen to her?"

  Unfortunately, Ye Sui's estimation was wrong. This sentence could not anger Shen Wu, because in Shen Wu's eyes, being said to be Wen Ran's dog is not a bad thing.

  Shen Wu raised the knife and brought a gust of cold wind, "You killed my friend, and now I want to avenge my friend."

   Before Ye Sui could figure out how this young man who never played cards according to common sense could have friends, he ushered in a sword qi that wiped the skin on the side of his face.

Ye Sui has to admit that Shen Wu, who is holding the knife, looks more dark and treacherous than usual. It is difficult for people to predict what kind of moves this unruly person will use next time, if not for Ye Sui's rich experience , Under such unpredictable circumstances, he would definitely suffer several losses under Shen Wu's hands.

  Since the goal has been accomplished, Ye Sui has no reason to spend any more time with Shen Wu here.

   Unpredictable, the blade came with the moonlight.

   Ye Sui hurriedly avoided, the blade still swiped across his neck, leaving a bloodstain on his neck.

   Shen Wu didn't give him a chance to breathe. With his knife in his backhand, he attacked Ye Sui at a tricky angle.

  Ye stepped back and saw the madness in Shen Wu's eyes that was getting more and more intense.

   He was very impressed by this kind of fog, he fell into this crazy fog and cut off one of his hands.

   Shen Wu should be a demon, but the frenzied state of his hands is more like a demon.

   But in this world, there is absolutely no possibility of a demon hybrid, so he is a monster.

   Swords collided, and the sound of contention was harsh.

   In Ye Sui's hand holding the sword, the tiger's mouth was numb from the shock, and in the next instant, there was a wound on his shoulder.

   If he didn't react quickly enough and turned his body to the side, then the injury should have appeared on his neck.

  It was obvious that Shen Wu's move was now aimed at Ye Sui's throat, and his neat and tidy swordsmanship had the sole purpose of taking his life.

   Ye Sui tried his best to distance himself, but just as he took a step back, a figure suddenly appeared behind him.

   Ye Sui hurriedly turned around and blocked with his sword, but because he was not enough to lift his Qi, he was injured by the blade Qi and spat out a mouthful of blood.

   The smell of blood made Shen Wu smile brighter between his smiling brows and eyes. His body was shaking uncontrollably from excitement, but the knife in his hand became fiercer every time.

Fighting with a person like Shen Wu is not only because of his tricky and unpredictable moves, but the first thing he has to bear is that when he is deeply involved in a death fight, he will show this kind of excited state that is very different from ordinary people. Because it is too weird, it will first cause great psychological pressure on people.

  After all, not everyone in this world can regard life and death as an interesting game like him.

The longer the    time dragged on, the more unfavorable the situation became for Ye Sui.

   Ye Sui's eyebrows turned cold, he forcibly faced the sword light, and there were several **** scars on his body, but he also got the opportunity and came to Qiushan's side.

   "Your identity is exposed, the right path will not allow you, follow me!"

   Ye Sui stretched out his blood-stained hand towards Qiushan, but what responded to him was the sword that Qiushan stabbed into his body.

   over there, Shen Wu tilted his head slightly and blinked strangely.

The    long sword was drawn, and Qiushan's sword was about to fall, but was blocked by Ye Suiyong, who was coughing up blood.

   Ye Sui is now seriously injured, even if Qiushan's physical strength has not recovered, taking Qiushan's sword makes Ye Sui take two steps back with difficulty.

   He spat out a mouthful of blood again.

   Even if he broke his hand back then, he was not as embarrassed as he is now.

   Ye Sui raised his eyes, "Akiyama...I am the one who protects you."

   Qiushan said loudly: "I don't need your protection!"

   "If it weren't for me, you would still be because of your blood..."

"If I can't stand it, it's my life, I don't need your fake help, so what if you do more now? It's just your wishful thinking. If my mother is still alive, she doesn't like it. You will never love you!"

   Ye Sui's expression changed slightly. Even the man who was wounded in the **** battle had never shown weakness, but now just because of Akiyama's words, the helplessness in his bones seemed to come out.

  It turns out that for some people, living is only more painful than dying.

Shen Wu suddenly stopped rushing to kill Ye Sui, he threw away the blood on the knife, and the excitement in his body hadn't disappeared. At Wen Ranshi, he suddenly remembered that his friend had died.

Shen Wu didn't know what kind of expression he should show when his friend died. He had never had such an experience. In the past, when he pretended to be Shen Wu, he showed different emotional attitudes towards different things. with a corresponding demeanor.

   But Ran Ran told him to let him be himself in the future.

Shen Wu came to Wen Ran's side, and he squatted down, first quietly observed the expressions of Wen Ran and Xiaobai, then he looked at the pale Qiushui, stretched out his hand, and put it on Wen Ran's hand Autumn water on the hand.

  Wen Ran could feel that his hands were still shaking slightly, which was caused by the excitement in his body that had not disappeared.

   But he is now willing to suppress this instinct and try to stay with his friends just like them.

  Wen Ran, who had been delivering spiritual energy to Qiushui, suddenly had the urge to cry.

  In an instant, this formation composed of memories shattered.

  The stagnant air flowed again, and a large number of people appeared in the night, flying down from the sky.

   is headed by Wen Xun, the second elder of Dengxian Mansion.

  Wen Xun glanced at the situation at the scene, the young lady of Qiu's family fell down, his daughter and her friends were guarding Qiushui, and there was a man in white with a mask among them.

On the other side of    is a one-armed man, and Akiyama whose face has not yet faded away.

  Wen Xun said solemnly, "Monster."

   At the same time, the wind picked up, the surrounding flowers and trees stretched out, and even the dead leaves on the ground were nourished by the scattered pure aura, and restored to a vibrant green.

  Pure Reiki?

   Suddenly, everyone's eyes were on Xiaobai.

Xiaobai knelt on the ground and hugged the person in her arms tightly. She lowered her head, her black hair was scattered, and her long hair continued to grow. It was like a waterfall, covering the ground, and flickering fluorescent light dotted it, as if it had opened. One after another, little flowers dotted with stars.

  Xiaobai raised her head, and she smiled innocently, "Wen Ran, thank you for not giving up Qiushui, but now, it's up to me to protect Qiushui."

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