Chapter 135 Drive away the fish with a sword

A white ocean, boundless, like the sun suddenly coming from the night, and like a tide gushing out of the wilderness, drowning the whole darkness and drowning the running figure of more than a dozen figures.

Lin Yi stood in place, standing in front of the corpse of the head and body. He closed his eyes tightly at this moment, but he could faintly see the silver light blooming in the sky, and in this silver light, he felt the breath of holiness and destruction.

Boom!

The loud noise was not as powerful as it sounded when the horse stepped on the plain, but it was just astringent. The silver sky swept away the wilderness, and the bright light swept through the moonlight, and finally it was calm and there was no sound.

The green grassy wilderness became anxious, and there was no more vitality where the silver light swept through. It was a bare dusty land, which was like being burned by a fire, and the dozens of running figures disappeared and fell on the ground.

A gust of wind swept by, and the dust fluttered without a trace.

After that, the senior sister's lotus step slowly walked out from behind the tent, and her cold eyes remained unchanged, and her beautiful body was set off in a white dress.

There is a beauty under the moon. The lotus steps move gently, and her delicate face looks like a white lotus, but her cold heart and face under the white veil have not changed at all. As if her previous murders and ruthlessness were just a matter of raising her hands. She approached Lin Yi's side, her eyes were cold, and her mouth scolded: "Your faith is not strong enough. Set it!"

Lin Yi did not answer her. He just bent down and picked up the head scattered in the grass. Looking at the blood-stained eyebrows on the head, he dragged the other party's body again, gently put it into the deep hole he dug out, and then buried it.

Everything returned to comfort. The three horses no longer hiss and screamed, and Run'an in the tent was already awake, but he never came out. He had been lying in the tent, as if he didn't want to see this bloody scene.

But who knows that when he heard the sound of crying, his heart was haggard?

In the valley, the wolf stood alone. His eyes were full of tears, and his heart was like a knife. A brilliant silver took away the lives of all his brothers, and the corpse capital was not left, so ruthless and tragic.

"Big head! Brother!!" The wolf was sad and hugged his head and cried, but he did not dare to cry again.

The man fell into the mountain and took a horse he had brought before. The wild wolf jumped on the horse's back, ran across the horse with his legs, and turned back to the original road.

"Do you think you can escape from a stream and a reed? I am me, and how can I let you escape!" The senior sister whispered, and her eyes were cold.

Her beautiful eyes looked at the other side, looking at the dense reeds under the moon, and the gently swaying reeds, as if she saw someone galloping across the horse in the reeds.

So, her beautiful eyes became brighter and brighter, like the moonlight in the sky moving into her pupils, shining with all kinds of brilliance.

"It's enough to kill people tonight. What's the harm for the senior sister to let him leave?" Lin Yi's voice came from the rear.

His hands were full of dust, and he buried the bodies of the little man and the big owner with his own hands. The sincerity of those little men moved him. Moreover, as the saying goes: Who can be ruthless if they are not plants?

"Leave him to leave is a future problem, and our journey will be blocked. Moreover, he should not have come, and since he came, there is no reason to go back!" The senior sister replied indifferently.

She gently pinched the orchid, and then a star-like silver light shines in her hand. The silver light looks fragile and small, just like a firefly light that only belongs to the night.

"Go and destroy the people who should be destroyed!"

The senior sister's jade throat gently moistened the sound, like a judge of life. Between her green fingers, the stars began to separate and fly to the wide stream. In the process of leap, the starlight became brighter and brighter, from the light of fireflies to the size of a jade plate, and then into a stone mill. A light ball of that size.

The light ball leaped over the wide stream and flew over the floating reeds. In an instant, it sank into the dark area on the opposite bank.

With a bang!

A dazzling beam of light rose from the opposite shore, and the beam of light rushed up to the sky, like a streamer, straight to the night sky.

The senior sister looked at the silver light indifferently, watched the silver light dissipate, and then gently turned around and walked to the turf where she sat before.

She sat cross-legged, her beautiful eyes looked at the moon, and her heart was as calm as water. Just after she withdrew her eyes, she couldn't help pointing again. The already extinguished fire in front of her was ignited again and ignited a blazing fire.

"It's almost dawn!" Lin Yi said softly.

He washed his hands from the stream, wiped his hands on his cuffs, dried his wet hands, and sat next to the fire. His deep eyes quietly looked at the flames shining in the fire, with a blank face.

When the senior sister heard this, she frowned slightly. She was silent for a long time and said slowly, "It's dawn, let's go!"

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In a prosperous city, a young man who looked like a scholar walked on the street with a sharp sword on his back and looked like a swordsman.

The young man's face has beautiful eyebrows, a straight appearance, and two wisps of green silk hanging in front of his forehead, but he has a pair of red phoenix eyes on his beautiful face, and these phoenix eyes can't help but make him look more angry.

Pedestrians on the street are in a hurry, and there are many passers-by. The young man does not know these people around him, and he even disdains to know these people, as if as long as he is on the street, he is as arrogant as a star, and no one dares to approach him.

He walked with a sword, his footsteps were smooth and light, and every step was regular, as if he had been carefully calculated.

People watched him walk through the long street, watch him gradually walk out of this prosperous city, and then walk away, leave the official road, and walk to the next city where it is located.

Young people walk like this, keep walking, keep walking...

He walked through countless long streets and willow alleys, green green mountains, and quiet river stone bridges, but he never stopped, as if the road ahead was endless, and he was also determined to walk with the sword behind him.

One day, the young man crossed another city and walked to a plain.

The other end of the plain is a dense jungle. The jungle is full of birds and flowers. When the young man saw this, his face was expressionless, and his feet were even more continuous. He gradually walked into the jungle and passed through the trees, but just as the young man was about to walk out of the dense forest and see the light, a quiet and wide lake appeared. In front of him.

The lake was as blue as a mirror, blocking the young man's way to walk for the first time, and also blocked his hurried footsteps.

The young man stopped and frowned slightly. He looked at the wide and quiet lake in front of him and bowed his head for a long time. It was not until a long time later that he raised his head again and looked straight at the other side of the lake. In the angry Danfeng's eyes, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he saw something worth doing in a trance. .

So, the young man firmed his faith, raised his legs and walked forward again, and walked straight to the lake. Just because he ignored the gentle foot of the lake, the next moment, the magical thing happened quietly.

The lake was trampled on by the young man's feet without a trace of brushing, as if there was a thick ice on the lake at this moment; but only the young man himself knew that he did not need a solid ground or a thick ice pavement, because he could go wherever he wanted to walk.

The young man walked on the lake for a long time, and his footsteps were still light. From beginning to end, he did not set off any water waves. However, because the lake itself was really wide and boundless, the young man walked for a long time and could not reach the end.

Time flies, and half a day has passed under the youth's walking, and the other shore of the lake can already be seen clearly. Seeing this, the young man did not smile on his face and did not say anything in his heart. He just kept walking forward to the other side of the lake.

There was a young man walking behind his back in the lake. His footsteps did not touch the lake, so the lake never moved, but because his figure came, the fish that gradually became like talking on the edge of the lake ran away, as if they had been frightened by him.

A bamboo fishing rod stands diagonally on the edge of the lake, with its head end inserted in two piled reefs. The transparent fishing line is tied to the end of the bamboo pole and hung straight in the blue lake. There is no hook above the fishing line, and there is no bait tied to it. I don't know who left it.

The young man saw the fishing rod, so he stopped again.

His figure stopped in front of the fishing rod like a still sculpture, on the surface of this blue lake, and no matter how long time passed, his figure did not move at all.

Under his feet, around the fishing line in front of him, there was no half of the fish swimming in the lake, as if as long as he stood on the lake, the fish in the lake did not dare to approach.

"If there is a pole, there will be someone, and I don't believe it. You will always hide from me!" The young man stood on the lake without arrogance and whispered to himself. He looked at the bamboo fishing rod in front of him, and his heart was full of affirmation, because he knew that no one in the world knew how precious the fishing rod was more than him.

At least in the eyes of the owner of the fishing rod, it is very precious.

"Xiao Hong, when will you become so proud? I have to run to the stream five miles away to change water for you. Do you know how long it takes me to travel five miles, and I'm not that madman. I've been walking all year round!" A young man with a tattered hat was full of resentment, with a wooden barrel in his hand, and a red fish in the wooden barrel.

When the young man spoke, he naturally spoke to the red fish in the wooden barrel. The fish, known as the little red fish, heard the young man's words, and his fish tail swept proudly and showed full of joy.

The young man no longer paid attention to the fish in the barrel, because he had walked out of the forest at this moment, and he saw the young man with a sword in the lake.

The young man in a rag hat saw the young man with a sword weapon and looked at him standing alone in front of his fishing rod. First, he was stunned, and then said angrily, "A sword, why did you drive away my fish?"

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