Qin Yan took a step back slightly, avoided the sharpness of his sword, and said with a faint smile, "Well, Brother Li, I know you have been looking at me for a long time. You often look at me with slanting eyes, but I still want to remind you that you are determined and want to fight with me?"

"Nonsense--" The blue sword light made a sad wind sound and cut through the sky and stabbed Qin Yan's chest.

There is no fancy. With its speed and strength, it can make countless masters drink hatred on the spot.

Qin Yan's body drifted away, like a willow catkins in the wind, soft and powerless, all the way into the void. The sharp sword was unparalleled, chasing more than ten feet away all the way, but it was always a little different, only a little difference that could not touch the corners of Qin Yan's clothes.

Li Gao can be regarded as one of the best figures among today's young generation to force Qin Yan back more than ten feet in a row. The fierceness of its sword is not under the "Helian Mountain" of the "Helian Sword". If he can maintain this strong momentum and continue to chase Qin Yan for a hundred feet, he may really hurt Qin Yan by the terrain.

However, he obviously did not practice such a skill.

After all, it didn't take long. He only chased 20 feet, and the breath in his chest and abdomen approached the limit. If he didn't breathe, he would eat himself back. Therefore, he had to slow down the momentum and wanted to rest for a moment or two. After all, the boy opposite is being chased by him, and he has to run a few more feet according to his inertia. He has enough time to prepare for the next round of pursuit...

But Qin Yan obviously came much faster than Li Gao imagined. At the same moment when Li Gao's footsteps slowed down, Qin Yan's body completely violated the speed of common sense, even faster than Li Gao's own movements. He turned sideways to avoid the sharpness of the sword, raised his right hand and seemed to gently press it on his chest.

Li Gao's eyes stared at the boss, and his heart gushed out with incomparable horror and absurd emotions: 'Can he predict my tricks?'

The idea flashed in his mind and was forcibly suppressed by him. He was also an outstanding swordsman. At this moment, he did not lose his calmness. Seeing that he could not escape, he sank his right shoulder and stopped his left arm in front of him. He wanted to block the blow. At the same time, he twisted his sword and swept Qin Yan from behind the side. Until this time, he still had the belief of winning in defeat. If you are invincible, you won't make Qin Yan happy.

Qin Yan didn't have as many thoughts as he had. He just watched him raise his left arm to block, so he moved his palm away and patted his right arm.

Li Gao couldn't avoid this beat, so he had to suffer.

He trembled all over and suddenly felt that an extremely feminine cold current penetrated through. In an accident, he paralyzed half of his arm and even lost consciousness with his five fingers holding the sword. He was stunned and retreated in a hurry, but saw Qin Yan bullied him at a faster speed and gently pressed him on his left shoulder.

With a muffled hum, his face changed from gray to pale, and his body staggered, completely losing his balance.

Before he fell to the ground, Qin Yan had dodged behind him, raised a palm, held it in his vest, and smiled faintly and said, "Brother Li, the ground is a little slippery. Don't fall down!"

Li Gao only felt that the cold came from three sides and surrounded him in an instant. He reluctantly drove Zhenqi to protect his heart, but his throat smelled sweet, and he couldn't swallow back, and blood flowed out of his mouth and nose. Then a flower in front of him, Qin Yan turned to him again, looked at his face, and asked with concern, "Brother Li, how about it? Won't you die? Sorry, it may be a little heavy. I didn't know you were so weak!"

He opened his mouth sharply, but he couldn't make a sound. Only a large strand of blood gushed out of his mouth, dyeing his front collar red.

Qin Yan didn't seem to see his angry and hateful expression. He turned around and picked up his sword and looked at it in his hand. This sword is good. Brother Li, you are so generous, just give it to me! Thank you very much!"

He untied his scabbard from his back and carried the sword on himself in front of him, which gradually wandered away in his extremely angry and humiliating eyes.

After a long time, Li Gao recovered and finally forced out the cold power in his body and was able to move again. However, before he breathed a sigh of relief, a string of soft footsteps came from behind him, and a pleasant and delicate voice sounded in his ear: "Another good play! Uncle Li, I didn't expect you to have such a dull person who can have a wonderful performance!"

"What did you say?" The anger in Li Gao's chest was ignited again, and he turned his head and stared fiercely at the girl with a sweet smile behind him.

"Oh! People who are usually superior will be hit hard when they fail. Usually, in order to transfer this shame, they like to find irrelevant people to vent their anger, and they are usually old and weak women and children.

"Bad girl..." Words full of anger burst out of the sharp teeth.

Xiao smiled and nodded gently, "Once it is uncovered, you will usually be ashamed and angry, just like your expression now. Oh, it's not surprising at all!"

"You asked for it!"

"Oh? You are so injured that even your weapons have been taken away. Do you still want to fight with me? Then don't say that I bully you..."

Qin Yan came to the lake and did not find the familiar white shadow.

She really won't come again.

Is fate really over?

The afterglow of the sunset is about to disappear, but it is drizzling at this time. There was a faint sadness in the rain, which dyed the dusk even more lonely, just like Qin Yan's melancholy mood at this time.

He sat in the pavilion and saw that the sky was completely dim, and there was no news from the person waiting. He couldn't help walking into the lake, turned into a shadow of ashes, and floated briskly across the water.

If you don't see her for the last time, you still won't give up.

Opposite the lake is a quiet garden. Qin Yan followed the cloister and came to an exquisite attic in the cluster of flowers, and then heard the quiet flute sound from the railing.

The sound of the flute is accompanied by rain, and there is a trace of sadness different from the past in the silence. When Qin Yan heard the sound of the flute, he couldn't help closing his eyes. He only felt that the sadness was very similar to his mood at this time, and the fight with Li Gao was just like a big dream. Although they did not see each other, the two hearts were very close at this moment, slowly unable to remember the mortal world and immersed in boundless peace.

Put down the sword in your hand and forget the feelings and wounds. The legacy is independent and far away from filth and filth. If there is really a pure land in the world, it is probably in this place!

Maybe many years later, Qin Yan will still remember this evening, this moment of resonance and pure land.