"puff"

There was an invisible knife energy behind Lin Lang.

The eldest brother, who was full of endless murderous intentions in Lin Huiyin, slowed down and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

Chen Qiu's sword was merciless.

He threw out all the true energy sent by Lin Wandong, and the assassination completely cut off Lin Lang's vitality and ambition.

"Dang"

The blood-stained Xiaoxiang Sword Gate standard long sword fell to the ground.

Lin Lang's body shook twice, and then he fell to the ground like a stone pillar collapsed.

All the internal organs in his abdomen had been broken, and the knife energy was added to his body, and half of his waist was cut and broken.

Seeing the senior brother fall down, the sword that Lin Huiyin waved in her hand also stopped.

She was awakened in a murderous dream.

Just stood there dullly.

Beside her, several law enforcement swordsmen who defected to Lin Lang were trying to slash their swords when someone flashed into Lin Huiyin's side.

Chen Qiu waved his long sword, and the shadow of the sword danced.

In the blink of an eye, the two died.

The remaining three people saw Lin Wandong's cold eyes watching Chen Qiu's shoulders, and did not dare to continue chopping and killing, but obediently put away the sword and retreated aside.

The inner disciples of their own hatred rushed forward and subdued them in place.

Chen Qiu turned around and looked behind him.

Lin Huiyin's eyes lost their focal length. She dragged the Xiaoxiang Echo Sword. Under the gaze of the disciples in the entire Blood Stained Square, Senior Sister Lin Huiyin, who was covered in blood, walked to Senior Brother Lin Lang step by step.

She squatted down like she did when she was a child, but when her feet were weak, she fell to the ground.

The Echo Sword was thrown into a pool of blood beside him.

Lin Huiyin stretched out her hands, raised her dying senior brother's head and placed it on her legs.

She looked at Lin Lang's blood-stained face in front of her and her eyes that were no longer resentful and hatred. Lin Lang also looked at his junior sister, and he saw his junior sister's red eyes.

The scene of two people playing together as a child emerged in the hearts of this dying person.

Dispel all those ambitions, those resentments, and those jealousies.

When a person is about to die, his words are good.

"I... lost."

Lin Lang opened his mouth and spit out blood, which made his cheeks even more embarrassed.

But he was laughing.

I laughed relievedly, laughed happily, and laughed sadly.

"Junior sister, you... are better at it, senior brother, I... I am convinced of losing."

"I don't want to win..."

Lin Huiyin lowered her head, her voice trembled, as if she was crying.

She gently stroked her senior brother's cheeks and tidied up her scattered hair for her. She said:

"Why did you become like this? Why did you have to take this step?"

"Because, I'm jealous of you, junior sister."

Lin Lang's pupils had dilated, and his tone became extremely weak. He raised his head and looked at the sky above his head. The blue sky and white clouds made people feel broad-minded.

Most of his body was lying in a pool of blood, and his head rested on his junior sister's legs.

His breathing became more and more rapid, and his mouth became more and more blood.

At the end of his life, he struggled and said:

"Junior sister, don't blame me for my senior brother... Who doesn't have this person in the world? Is it a dream to reach the top?

If I were like you, I was a genius... How great would it be..."

In Lin Huiyin's arms, Lin Lang, the senior brother of Xiaoxiang Jianmen, died in civil sects at the age of twenty-seven.

Two steps away, Chen Qiu stood there, watching the parting scene quietly. With the blessing of Lin Wandong's true energy, his five senses were very keen, which was beyond ordinary people.

He could hear clearly what Lin Lang said before his death.

He carried Lin Wandong on his back and turned his head to look at the edge of Master Lin's eyes, tears flowing out, and his eyes were filled with sadness and pain.

"If I had known today, why should I be the first one?"

Chen Qiu sighed inwardly.

Judging from Lin Wandong's reaction, this biased master did not have any feelings for his elder disciples.

She just...

How to say it, it's a mistake.

As a result, two disciples died and were injured, and the big sect was filled with blood. If the hero Lin Wandong had another chance, she would probably not favor it anymore.

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine available in this world.

This dream in the world...

All are the sorrow that cannot be dissolved.

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That night, in the guest room of Xiaoxiang Jianmen Outer Courtyard, Li Yijian and Xiao Tie were healing their wounds, and Zhang Xiaohu was carrying the plaster and treating the wounds of the two teenagers.

Chen Qiu was alone by the stairs outside the guest room.

He sat on the railing, leaned over there, crossed his legs, and looked at the night scene of Xiaoxiang. Chen Qiu grabbed a white porcelain wine pot in his hand and drank it from time to time.

He was not a greedy person in the past, but he wanted to drink some wine tonight.

The remains of Lin Lang and the dead sect disciples are being restrained, and the blood stains on the hall square are also being washed away.

Lin Huiyin took her master Lin Wandong back to the secret place of the sect.

Within this day, Lin Huiyin, who was born in a major change, seemed to have lost all her smile.

“Suffering always makes people grow.”

Chen Qiu closed his eyes and felt the wind blowing in the night. He sighed lightly, grabbed the wine pot, and poured a glass of wine into his mouth.

The wine enters the throat, and the spicy aftertaste fills the throat.

This is a real good wine.

But Chen Qiu's thoughts at this time were not above this good wine.

He felt a mess.

The Xiaoxiang Jue Sword Lin Wandong is the fourth in the martial arts list and the real first-class master in the martial arts world.

She has practiced for more than 20 years, like the vast sea of ​​Xiaoxiang and Xueji’s true energy flowing into Chen Qiu’s body today. This not only allowed Chen Qiu to experience the feeling of a real master in the martial arts world, but also shattered a wrong concept in Chen Qiu’s heart.

"I was wrong."

He sighed softly.

He has fought with experts from the Renlist, including Cha Bao, Zhou Sheng, and Yi Ke. These three people are indeed very good at martial arts, but they do not exceed Chen Qiu's understanding of the concept of "martial arts".

These people are experts on the list, with excellent martial arts skills, but they are not very different from ordinary people in essence.

Even if ordinary people work together and carefully plan some traps, they can kill them if they are lucky.

This gave Chen Qiu an illusion.

It made him feel that although the martial arts of this world are magical, they are just that.

Chen Qiu had never seen those experts on the ground list, but in his opinion, those experts were just a group of ordinary people, and it was just because their skills were more superb and more exquisite.

More powerful internal strength.

There is no essential difference between it and the masters on the human list.

Today, after personally feeling Lin Wandong's terrifying internal energy, Chen Qiu realized that he was very wrong!

My understanding of martial arts and martial arts is too simple.

It's like watching the sky in a well and laughing at the sky for not being big enough.

"The gap between the earth and the human list is really like the sky and the earth."

Chen Qiu thought.

He recalled that during the day, he carried Lin Wandong with his leaping method and rushed forward. The leader of Lin kept sending Xue Ji's true energy into his body.

The middle and peaceful true energy flowed on his legs, erasing his muscle fatigue, allowing him to use this strange body technique and not be tired even if he ran for a long time.
To be continued...