175 Reasons to fight again

Hmm, what does this mean? Are you underestimated by her? You won't recognize it. She wants to learn from Xiao Fengchuan's arrogance and refute Bai Long fiercely. But the body couldn't help falling down...

Her body was held by a pair of hands. Her slightly open eyes seemed to see, see...

A vague sea of water surrounded her gently. Before she could see who the person was, she was captured by the boundless sense of familiarity and sense of security. She was so depressed that she closed her eyes.

Blood kept flowing from the wound on his back, dyeing the man's white clothes. His sword drew a track of sparks splashing in the sun, and collided with the attack followed by the white dragon in the air. It bombed away from the east and west sides, and exploded a dark gully between the two and a dragon.

"Who are you!" Bai Long shouted. Although it asked condescendingly, it felt that the teenager in front of him was extremely familiar, like the sharp moonlight shooting down the ground, which suddenly ignited the fighting spirit in its heart. This man with a sword soul burning in his pupils and a sharp sword hidden in his heart scabbard, is not simple.

"What are you talking about? Anyway, you will kneel down later!" Fengchuan covered the wound of Yaoling with his left hand, but the blood still kept oozing from his fingers and dripping into the soil on the ground. Of course, you can't talk nonsense anymore. You must take Yaoling away immediately!

The white dragon looked at the sudden appearance of the man in white pajamas. In the face of the demon dragon, he did not change his madness. This kind of temperament is really the same as that of the six princes in those years. When Mr. Tayue was famous all over the world, he was never fascinated by women, but he didn't know this young man...

"Oh? Then I'd like to see... How capable you are!" The white dragon said, but extinguished the fluctuating flame in the dragon's claws, "I allow you to move first!"

The corners of Fengchuan's lips hooked, the rice sword was raised in front of him, and his wrists suddenly loosened. The sword was driven by the hilt of the sword and rotated quickly. Bai Long was surprised again: What kind of trick is this? Which school and school are you from? Why have you never seen it?

The white dragon is ready for defense. It stares at the flat sword and can't figure out which direction it will stab from...

"Bum!" The flying sword stopped turning, but there was no attack. It's just a white thing that fell out of the sword. Looking carefully, it seemed to be a person. The pure white dress rolled into a black skirt in the mud. His body turned over and lay on the ground with his right toes tremble, and there was no movement.

Xiao Fengchuan suddenly rushed over and picked up the man's collar and almost picked her whole body out of the mud: "Hey, old woman, wake up! My daughter-in-law is seriously injured and is still waiting for you to save her. The female king seems to be seriously injured! You won't even save your baby daughter!"

Everyone saw that Fengchuan shook the old man's bones crackling all over her body, and the mud and cement blocks on her body also ticked all over the ground, and suddenly they couldn't figure out the situation. The serious atmosphere that finally sank was destroyed by Xiao Fengchuan, and Bai Long was very unhappy. It cleared its throat and said, "Uh-huh, I just said, allow you to make a move first!"

"I don't have time to fight now. I'm bored!" Xiao Fengchuan simply fell down the Yaojie Cuiyuling, who was still unconscious. He originally planned to summon the elves in a slightly more handsome way. Unexpectedly, the old woman was stunned by the flying sword. Now it's...

The Jiao'e sisters frowned slightly when they saw Fengchuan's eyebrows, and their two hearts were also fiercely painful. Both of them came forward to surround Fengchuan and said seriously, "Iron pillar... Brother Tiezhu! Before the doctor you invited wakes up, the injuries of the second sister and the girl will be handed over to us to stop the bleeding, bandage and transport the medicine to heal the wounds, and the management will not put them in risk of life!"

Fengchuan was worried and didn't know what to do. Seeing that the Jiao'e sisters took the initiative to help, he was very happy and said, "Well, thank you, two fairy sisters~ After this battle is over, I will definitely thank the two fairy sisters for their kindness~~ I heard that the snacks in the rain town under Kunlun Mountain are very good, not as good as us... ..."

Fengchuan talked and laughed with the Jiao'e sisters, from snacks to wine, from wine to drama, and then from drama to juggling. Bai Long had already heard impatiently: What's wrong with this boy! He said that he was a master, but there was no sense of tension before the battle; he said that he was a lover, but he actually put down his seriously injured lover and chatted with the little girl he had known for a few days; he said that he was a ruffian, but his bottomless strength made people have to take it seriously... What a difficult guy!

"Kid, do you think I don't exist! I..."

"Okay." When Bai Long couldn't stand it, Xiao Fengchuan suddenly turned around. The long sword on his waist came out of its sheath, and the sword light shone on his straight body. Compared with the lazy talk and laugh just now, he was completely replaced by another person.

Sister Jiao'e quickly retreated to the battlefield with Yao Ling and Hua Shen to heal their wounds. Before Fengchuan had figured out what to do next, the white dragon patted his claws first, and the gravel collapsed and the dust was rampant. It's so close. If it hadn't been for Fengchuan's hurry to hide, he would have turned into a blood bone now.

"Hey, why don't you keep your word? Didn't you let me do it first? It has been emphasized so many times that everyone is listening!"

"I've let you again and again, but you tease me again and again, I..."

"Why did I tease you? It was just a warm-up before the war." Fengchuan shook his shoulder and said, "Have you finished attacking? That's my job!"

Fengchuan put away his smile, and Bai Long no longer talked nonsense. He spit out tens of millions of snow thorns. Fengchuan danced the sword to block it, and the sword wind danced the phantom. When others looked at it, it seemed that tens of millions of Fengchuan were dancing swords at the same time. Thousands of rice swords are intertwined into an impenetrable barrier in front of Fengchuan, thousands of clothes are continuous into clouds in the wind, thousands of eyes, and their eyes are so sharp that they shoot down the snow thorns all over the sky--

This move...the swordsmanship of the gods? Bai Long looked at it, and his heart suddenly lit up. In the dark and cold water, it took him to stay for five years without seeing the sun, but its feeling was still not degraded: the first time he saw Xiao Fengchuan, he thought of Mr. Moon; now he saw that he was using the swordsman's swordsman created by Mr. Moon, what is there anything strange?

It's getting more and more interesting. The ping-pong sounded a thousand times, and the wind stopped and the sword was quiet. Fengchuan was dressed in white and stretched like a cloud. Unexpectedly, he knocked down ten thousand snow thorns shot by the white dragon without injury!

The white dragon was surprised. Through the light white material, the bandages wrapped around his upper body were clearly visible. With serious injuries, he can still play to this extent. Sure enough, I didn't see him wrong. But...

The white dragon extinguished the flame in its claws again. Under the white sunlight, the sweat from Fengchuan's forehead dripped down to his jaw. He said strangely, "Do something, why don't you fight?"

Fengchuan was stubborn, but he couldn't wait for Bai Long to talk to him for a while to recover his strength. Just now, in order to be handsome, I tried my best to knock down all the snow thorns. It's better to be inserted by a few snow thorns and shed a few more drops of blood. It's better than the strength of being exhausted now.

"Well, in this battle, I only want the lives of the Kunlun faction. I have seen that you and your companions are not from Kunlun. Let's go."

Fengchuan listened and was stunned as if he didn't understand. As long as the life of the Kunlun faction... then he and the Yaoling Queen can leave? This is a cheap deal. You don't have to continue to bleed and get injured, and you can retreat completely.

Fengchuan peeked at Yuyang Zhenren. Unexpectedly, Yuyang Zhenren was also looking at him. Yu Yang said lightly, "Well, you go. The Kunlun School is naturally protected by Kunlun disciples and will not pretend to be others.

When are you still pretending to be cool? You can't beat the dragon. In addition, there are a group of disciples who have no strength. It's not that everyone will die together. What kind of protection... Fengchuan frowned and scratched his head and said, "It's really troublesome! Who said he wanted to help you protect the sect? If we six princes want to leave, we can leave if we want to stay. It's not our turn to talk to this stinky dragon!"

Fengchuan said wild words, but Bai Long was not angry. It really doesn't want Xiao Fengchuan to retreat like this. What it has to wait for is the answer that Fengchuan will continue to fight.

The people who want to protect are safe. Those who are now in danger are just a group of strangers who meet each other. Is such a relationship worth risking your life to protect? Why, for the vulgar " morality" in your heart?

Is it for morality or for the intuition and desire to kill in your heart? If you kill just for the sake of killing, then the person who takes the sword does not deserve the sword. The sword has two sides, one is to protect people, and the other is to kill people. If the person who uses the sword only wants to kill, then what he holds in his hand is no longer a sword, but a poison needle.

"Okay, since you are willing to fight again, I will accompany you. But before the battle, I have a question for you.

"What's the problem?"

"Xiao Fengchuan, why are you fighting in this battle?"

Why fight? Well, it's such a useless problem again. Xiao Fengchuan leisurely carried the sword on his shoulder. At this moment, he did not know that five years ago, it was a similar situation to today: the white dragon counterattacked, and Kunlun was in chaos; with Meijian, a white dragon confronted a young man in black. The fog is in the white dragon's claws, and the murderous spirit is not moving; the young man is restrained, and the sword is hidden in the scabbard.

"Thushui, why did you come all the way to the Kunlun faction to kill me?"

The pupils of Xia Gulin, the son of Zhushui, are like the stars reflected in the black sea, within reach, but they are bottomless. That kind of brightness is bright enough to illuminate anyone's soul, and that kind of deepness that rejects ordinary people thousands of miles away.

"Why do you protect the Kunlun faction? Why, we should protect these people who are not friends or companions.

Bai Long asked, but Xia Gulin was restless and silent. Even he doesn't understand. Does he have an answer in his heart? If so, why not say a word; if not, why so calm, without panic or confusion in your heart?

Does he see through the detached man of the world, or is he infected with the sword in his heart by the blood of killing?

The white dragon will never forget that moment. At that moment, an indescribable cold wind swept over the tip of Xia Gulin's eyebrows. He raised the west wind sword and gently tore the cloth wrapped in the sword. The white cloth fell into the air and threw it down together with the man's last calmness and silence...

It can't forget that sentence. Until Xia Gulin's sword was in his heart, the words echoed in his ears:

"After listening to my answer, you will lose, because..."

****Concubine thanks*****

This chapter is the last update in July (isn't this nonsense). I don't know what the reason for Xiao Fengchuan will fight again. In a word, the motivation for Concubine to continue to work hard is that you have seen this passage~~ Thank you for your support for half a year!! The concubine is in the sprint~~