Chapter 269: Falling into the sunset reflection

The last time is up, and it doesn't make any sense to hide the backhand anymore. Chen Changsheng didn't hesitate to sit back and look at himself, igniting the last remaining snowfield.
But somehow, he didn't let the consciousness touch the lake water outside the palace.
Snowfield burned violently in an instant, constantly supplementing his truth.
Ye Shi walked.
His figure suddenly disappeared in front of the forest, suddenly appeared in the distance, and then disappeared again, appeared again, and disappeared, like a smoke.
But the speed of that streamer is too fast. No matter where he appears, he will meet that streamer in the next moment.
The sound of Jianfeng breaking through the sky kept ringing, and the wind on the lake and the sound of the waves from the lake were cut into countless pieces.
From time to time, blood sputtered out in the air, like flowers, but when the blood fell to the ground, the people who had previously fought already appeared in dozens of feet away.
Those blood flowers are sometimes green and sometimes red.
After bathing with dragon blood, Chen Changsheng's body was extremely powerful. By this time, there was no wound on the surface. However, despite the protection of the yellow paper umbrella, he was hit several times by the two women with the highly toxic peacock feathers. The sinister and serene force penetrated his skin and penetrated into his internal organs. , Brought extremely serious internal injuries, and twice he almost vomited blood, and he swallowed it back.
But this time he tried to take risks. The real one was in the sword. The defense of the yellow paper umbrella had a loophole and was hit hard. There was no way to hold it back completely. A very thin blood flowed from the corner of his lips Down.
He was unable to hold the umbrella handle anymore, and the yellow paper umbrella was meaningless. He didn’t want to leave such a precious weapon to the enemy. His heart moved slightly, and he only heard a sound of fine metal impact and friction. The yellow paper umbrella instantly shrunk. Change back to the original metal ball with scales, and then disappear into his palm.
He no longer turned his wrist to hold the sword, so he carried it casually, and looked like a teenager carrying a drink home to an adult to drink.
The sun is getting lower and lower, and the temperature is getting lower and lower. The setting sun in the direction of the grassland in the distance brings the last warmth to the lake water and the last drive to the wind, which brushes his face.
He took the handkerchief from his sleeve and carefully wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, and then retracted it. The handkerchief didn't know where to go.
In such a short time, the wind had intimate contact with the blood, which brought out some flavor.
It was not a smell, but a very strange smell.
Liang Xiaoxiao stood in front of the mountain forest, and the Hengjian stood guarded to prevent Chen Changsheng from stepping into the forest with the help of Ye Shi, a little further away.
The two women were witch spirits, and their five senses were very keen, and they were right in front of Chen Changsheng, so they smelled it.
It's not really bloody, it's not sweet, and it's not the cast iron smell of deep winter, but a... fragrance.
This scent is very light, like the Orchid in the deep valley, but very fragrant, as if the Orchid is in front of their eyes.
The scent is a kind of crystal clear fruit. The aroma released during the process of slowly ripening is like the freshness brought by the mountain breeze blowing in the gorge of the pine valley all night, and it seems to be on the beach when the sun rises. The salty taste steamed from the stone, this fragrance is extremely complex, but extremely simple, mellow to the extreme, but clean to the extreme.
On the night a few years ago, this smell once made countless magical lives uneasy in the thick fog behind Xining Town.
A year ago, this taste made the little girl next to the National College of Education over the wall.
Except for the night of the destiny star, this kind of taste has not appeared in Chen Changsheng's body for a long time, even when he bleeds during the trial battle of the dynasty, or when the flesh and blood are blurred in the underground space, however, in Tianshuling After watching the monument at night, this taste reappeared, right in his blood.
The closer you are to nature, the more Qingling's life can smell this taste, and the more she can't refuse, the more she wants to be close.
The fall of the Baidi Yishi bloodline talent will have such a performance. Where can these two women as spirits withstand it?
In just an instant, they became drunk and infatuated, as if returning to the sea of ​​flowers at birth.
Behind them, the speed of the vibration of the light wings gradually slowed down, and it seemed extremely soft. Where there was a little strength, it was more like a fan.
Chen Changsheng did not understand what happened, but he knew that this was his last chance to escape.
Liang Xiaoxiao couldn't smell that smell, so he was sober and always on the alert, and soon found a strange look on the lake's shore, his expression looked abrupt, and Han Jian stepped out. The three-way connection continued to form, forming an insurmountable barrier between Chen Changsheng and the lake.
He hoped that with this stop, he could wait until the two women returned to normal.
He was convinced that even if Chen Changsheng knew about the Lishan swordsmanship and how unpredictable he was, he could not cross the Iron Cliff in such a short time.
But Chen Changsheng didn't use Ye to know steps.
Sword style by the lake, great sword momentum!
The three sunsets of Wenshui hang!
He turned the sword upside down, using the sword as a person and the man as a sword, and threw himself directly from the lake to the air.
At that time, the sunset was red and hung in the west sky.
There has been a gloomy lake, and there is another round of sunset.
Chen Changsheng rose from the sky, crossed Liang Xiaoxiao's sword, and soared into the sky, then landed on the lake.
He fell into the reflection of the sunset over the lake!
Splashing water!
The two women awakened, and there was still a slight expression in their eyes. I didn't know what had happened at that moment. At the next moment, all the expressions turned into anger!
Seeing that he was finally going to kill the difficult young man, how could he escape?
The light wing vibrated at a rapid pace, and a painful buzz sounded from the lake.
A stream of light directly hit the center of the lake, then suddenly turned in the air and shot into the lake.
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The sky was dark, and the reflection of the sunset over the lake could not illuminate a large area at all. During the daytime, the clear and transparent lake water has now become a little dark, especially in the depths of the lake. It is extremely difficult to see, as if it is ink, but the light in the distance seems to be more striking.
Chen Changsheng flicked his legs and desperately swam towards the light. He remembered clearly that there was a passage between him and the folded sleeves.
However, he had not swam out for more than ten feet, and a huge pressure came from the lake behind him.
He didn't have to look back, he knew that the two women chased over.
The light wing vibrated sharply in the depths of the lake, as if two never-tired paddles, driving the bodies of the two women, broke a clear water line and shot him.
The lake was stirred up in a mess, as if boiling.
Chen Changsheng knew that it was too late to swim to that bright place, and turned around in the water. The dagger was held in his hand again. His legs bounced quickly, maintaining a backward swimming posture, while preparing for the arrival of his opponent.
The faint light spread out in the lake water. The two women were naked, and their sword gowns were tightly wrapped around them. They looked like two white fish, and the light wings behind them illuminated the surrounding space and glowed. The blue light is very beautiful, even at such moments, he is full of admiration.
The water line continued to extend forward, and soon came to him.
Chen Changsheng stabbed forward with a sword, but the dignified woman was really angry, not avoiding it, letting him stab the sword into his high chest, while his hands were like locks Grabbing his hand, almost at the same time, another woman also wrapped up, really wrapped up, holding his left arm with both hands, and tight legs around his waist.
The two light wings slowly closed, like a shell.
Chen Changsheng was sealed in the light wing and leaned tightly with the two women.
If it is not a fight between life and death, or snuggle, it is a better description of the picture at this time.
Close at hand.
They looked at each other's faces, slightly deformed eyebrows in the lake water.
The dignified woman looked indifferent.
There was a hint of laughter and apology in the charming woman's eyes.
The depth of the lake is getting darker, and the bottom of the lake is even more like the abyss and the night.
He was the stranger and the least wanted night.
Only the light wings still emit light.
In the cold lake water, falling towards the night of death, Chen Changsheng's eyes became a little blurred.
He knew he had to take risks to do that, otherwise he would be too late to regret when his consciousness was blurred.
He now regrets that he should not let the black dragon leave. Although it can't help himself to fight, there must be other ways in this lake.
At this moment, he suddenly felt a sword.
The sword is very subtle, but fresh.
He remembered that before standing here, he also felt a sword when standing beside the pool of water.
Is this the sword?
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The three-layered iron cliff sword by the lake gradually dissipated.
Looking at the calm lake, Liang Xiaoxiao remained silent for a long time.
From entering Lishan Jianzong to now, his life is undoubtedly very successful.
But the most successful moment, when he wanted to come, it should be the moment when his sword pierced the seven lower abdomen not long ago.
Of course, that was his most sad moment.
When did it fail most?
He used to think it was the moment when he met his brother after climbing the mountain.
Because from that moment, he knew that he could not catch up with his brother in his life.
But now, he no longer thinks so.
The moment when his life failed most, or every moment when he met Chen Changsheng.
Fortunately that person died.
Liang Xiaoxiao took the sword back to his sheath, turned and walked into the forest behind the lake, silently thinking, as long as everyone who came to the lake side was killed, then the Zhou Garden trip was successful.
The figure in the mountain forest has been away for a long time, and the speed is very fast. It is a veritable escape, but the world on the lake is very small compared to the vast Zhouyuan. Where can he escape?
It didn't take long for him to find the man.
Zhuang Huanyu has never been known for his handsomeness. Most of his reputation in Kyoto comes from his talents in monasticism. Among the students of the Sixth Ivy League, he has always been regarded as a very simple person, but he is after all Proud, although the dress is simple, it is clean and there will be no rudeness.
At this time, he was very embarrassed. There were tears hanging from branches on his clothes, grass scraps on his face, and one shoe was lost.
Moreover, he is also rude.
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