167 This damn rain

The two people, illuminated by the same lightning, looked at each other calmly. Yaojie Cui Yuling's mocking smile finally brought a trace of appreciation. When the spell was not lifted, he broke through the bundle of fairy rope with his own will and came here holding the sword. However, if you are killed if you can't make three moves, what's the use of not letting go of the sword until you die?

"Deep, you go into the room, don't come out!"

Under the order of the wet nurse, Hua held the door frame deeply and stood in the wind, motionless. The wet nurse looked at the young man holding the sword and said that his eyes were not cold and empty enough to say that he was a swordsman. He said that he was just a commoner who could hold a sword, and his whole body was clearly like a sharp sword that pierced confusion.

There is no ability to fight, and he can no longer wave his sword at will as before. Why does this man not hesitate and weakness, not hesitate at all, not be discouraged or perfunctory, so serious, so resolute, let the hot blood in his body roar, stand straight here?

It seems that today... he will not only fight fiercely, but also die tragically.

"Let's take out the sword." The wet nurse said in a low voice, "For the person you think is worth it."

"What does it mean to think it's worth it? I'm really too lazy to argue with you guys who don't know anything, old woman." Xiao Fengchuan said, and the long sword with raindrops brushed on his sleeve. "Once a man falls in love with a woman, it is love. He should love her thoroughly and love her to the end. It won't be like you... Oh, think about the so-called things that don't know what you don't know about.

It turned out that he didn't care about that from the beginning. To love a person is to know everything about her and accept everything about her. If you fall in love with Yao Ling, you must understand her childishness, understand her uneasiness, and accept her personality that loves to cause trouble and find trouble...

No, if until now, it will make her feel uneasy. Maybe it's Xiao Fengchuan himself, which is not good enough!

The rice sword has been split like lightning at the frosty old woman! Hua Shen exclaimed softly. This is simply the attack that people imprisoned by the spell should have. It is an all-out attack! I thought that his current situation would never be the opponent of the wet nurse. Do you mean, do you mean...

He was not cursed at all?

Hua Shen heard about it when she was a demon clan. In the battle against Wufu, she killed many people with her own hands, which also caused Xiao Fengchuan, Wumei and others to be seriously injured and dying. But after she was successfully accepted by the other party, those people soon appeared unharmed, as if they had never participated in the battle at all.

Indeed, I haven't participated at all. In the bloody murder feast, she actually didn't kill anyone. Those family dins, maids, Wumei, Umei, Xiao Fengchuan, all of them... are all stand-in organs made of iron and wood chips!

Was it that they put it up again in the same way this time? The man who was deeply cursed by the flower just now is just a real and false organ?

"Be careful, wet nurse!"

What she should have worried about was not Xiao Fengchuan, but the wet nurse! Hua Shenshen's hand had just grasped the lovesick ring, and saw the white light flashing in the battle. With a "bang", the man had fallen to the ground!

His white clothes have been dyed bright red and washed into pink by the rain. Under him, the blood flowed into a river with red flowers.

"Hmm, did you show the flaw so soon?" The wet nurse sneered, but she was more and more impressed by this young man. The man hasn't cared about the curse or something since he picked up the sword. Since you hold the sword, all love, hatred, energy and effort should naturally concentrate on the sword! It is naturally admirable to have such a tenacious mind, but...

I can't stand up after a blow. The difference in basic levels can only be made up with strength.

"This is the last blow. Let me see you on the road with the person in your heart!"

"Do not talk wildly here, old woman!"

Xiao Fengchuan's sword was held in his hand by the old man. The blood of the immortal spirit is exactly the same color as the blood of mortals. It flowed down the sharp blade and flowed on Xiao Fengchuan's face.

"Well, the old woman has been in the weed for too long. Even the skin and flesh is thicker than ordinary people, and even my rice sword can't cut through..."

The wet nurse's heart is awe-bone. What kind of guy is he? The sharpest sword can no longer be relied on. What other chance does he have to win if he continues to fight? It's better to realize it immediately and despair immediately!

The wet nurse grabbed Xiao Fengchuan's hair, which seemed to pull out the whole soul. She was as thrilling as a ghost and god. She lifted Xiao Fengchuan's head and hit the hard ground fiercely! Then, the fist, which was denser than the rain, was sharper than the lightning, and the fist fell fatally on Fengchuan! The attack was so dense that even the rain could not fall on my chest for a while!

Blood flowers kept spewing out of the mouth, blooming like fireworks in the dark night, diluted by the rain, and fell coldly. Xiao Fengchuan couldn't care about the mourning of his body. Now he can only support it and has no chance to fight back. The old woman will not give him any chance. This kind of intense attack is to completely collapse his resistance from body to soul!

I felt that my body was almost beaten into a mess, and the blood was almost sprayed dry. I don't know how many bones were broken, and it stopped. It finally stopped. Both ears roar, and you can't hear the sound other than the collapse inside the body. I just feel that it's crackling... Why hasn't the damn rain stopped?

Xiao Fengchuan opened one eye. In his right eye, the blood on his forehead was bleeding, soaking half of his face, and he couldn't even open his eyes.

"It's really..." Xiao Fengchuan stretched out his hand and wiped the rain and blood on his face. "Why doesn't this damn rain stop... The blood shed for his lover is naturally as strong as possible..."

It's another tone of pretending to be as if nothing had happened. The wet nurse's cheeks twitched. Forget it, don't refute this kind of person. Don't refute the person who is about to die.

"How long will you, old woman, have to ride on me? Your age and my old husband think it's old. I said..."

Xiao Fengchuan did not expect that the spirit of Yaojie Cuiyu, who was fragile and noble and helpless in the wind, would be this kind of violent attack system. This is completely different from what I imagined. It's strange how he began to learn from that guy Yaoling to speak.

Xiao Fengchuan groped for the sword beside him. Hold it tight. The wet nurse sneered, "It's useless. You have lost."

"If you don't admit defeat in your heart, you won't lose." Xiao Fengchuan said, "Stupid old woman, as long as you don't interrupt my hand, I will always hold the sword. Don't forget..."

The light of the rice sword and Xiao Fengchuan's eyes lit up at the same time. In the eyes of the nurse and Hua Shen, they were also exactly the same shock!

"Don't forget that I won't lose as long as I hold a sword!"

"Puff--"

Blood spraying occupies the whole field of vision faster than the long-lasting raindrops. The tip of Fengchuan's sword stopped on the wet nurse's throat, just poked out a small red dot, and there was no time to pierce it at all. Even if it is stabbed in, you can't do anything to this fierce old woman.

The gushing, stained the blood of most of Fengchuan's shoulder, gushed out of the wound more than an inch deep in his neck.

"Bang." The acacia ring that had just succeeded in the sneak attack flew back to the hands of Hua Shenshen. Her face was colder than the rain without any expression. It worked, and it worked. Sure enough, he has never been on the defensive. Otherwise, with his ability, as long as he changes the sword road, he should be able to drop the acacia ring.

"Deep, you..."

The wet nurse looked at the flowers incredulously. Between Xiao Fengchuan and the wet nurse, she decisively chose the latter. If you don't send the blow just now, the one who falls to the ground now will be the wet nurse.

She walked into the rain. Xiao Fengchuan still held the sword and pointed to the nanny's throat, but the tip of the sword could not move forward another inch. He has, that's it.

She walked to him and looked straight at the wet nurse, not wanting to see Xiao Fengchuan's last look.

He must want to say that he didn't expect that you would kill me.

What's the point of asking such a question and boring conversation before death? Anyway...

The wet nurse stood up and took the weapon. She clearly saw that Hua's deep eyes were so light that they were floating in the rain without weight. At the moment when the sneak attack was successful, she seemed to have lost something important. Now, with Xiao Fengchuan's life, it is constantly losing.

She thought... she wouldn't regret her choice. It's always so vicious that it's always life-threatening. But after all, he is still a child with delicate feelings.

The wet nurse sighed. This is the child she has been raising for five years. How could she not understand and not love?

The wet nurse doesn't want to touch the child's head with her blood-stained hands. The man who fell to the ground doesn't have much time. She said lightly, "Shen Shen, the wet nurse is still waiting for you in the original place. When you finish what you want to do, come to me again."

After the wet nurse left, the desolate Yuzhi Garden was so quiet that she couldn't even hear the sound of rain. Hua Shen knelt in front of Xiao Fengchuan and held his hand. His eyes looked at the sky stubbornly. Obviously, there was no blood to shed, but he was still stubborn and refused to die.

She didn't want to hold his hand and send him to another world. He must hate her now, because what he wants to hold is a distant hand, not hers, which killed him.

However, I couldn't help clenching it.

"I said, lady..." He suddenly opened his mouth and naturally raised the corners of his mouth. "You, why do you hate Yuanling so much? Tell me."

Is there anything in the world that he can't see through? He has seen that Hua Shen made trouble between Yao Ling and Feng Chuan, not because he likes Feng Chuan, but because he hates Yao Ling too much?

"What are you sending? Tell me, anyway, I'm dying. You tell me, I won't tell anyone. I won't tell you anything else."