Chapter 61: 【】

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The salty sea breeze is mixed with strong blood and suffocating, cold and pungent.
In the big ship, thousands of oil lamps are lit up, and the dark sea rises like a bright moon.
In the brightly lit, the blood and the remains are not clear. The corpses are all over, with fleshy pieces stacked together, and there are still half of the body, but still have a sigh of relief. The pain has long since dissipated, only a weak sigh and a painful gasp.
The entire dragon boat is like a human purgatory.
The blue wings crouched in the pool of blood and were pinned by more than ten chains. The guards that clasped the chains had no expression. After all, they were used to life and death, even more and horrible scenes than they are now.
Those who have died or are not as good as death are the victims of subduing it.
Duan Chongxuan knew that the other party’s lighting at this time was nothing more than trying to make him shocked by such a tragic situation. As a childless child who was raised in the deep palace when he was raised and raised to the Ya’an Mountain, he should be scared and confused.
He glanced at Wang Hao, and the other party did not say anything, like being patient and generally tempted.
"His Royal Highness, do you want to be clear?"
Knowing that the use of the streamer chain will make the blue wing mad and hurt people, the loss is not countable, but do not care about the cost of their own hands.
At this point, it is really suitable for doing things, such as rebellion.
Of course, the owner of the evil dog. Duan Chongxuan remembered the uncle who always smiled gently in his memory, and his heart was cold.
He said, "I will go to visit the sages with you. But I have to give him a cure."
When the dust settled, Wang Hao breathed a sigh of relief. "This is nature, please your Highness."
After all, the prince’s body has too many killers, and it’s hard to prevent. Being able to do it is naturally the best choice.
He let go sideways, and surrounded by heavy envelops also gave way.
The guard holding the chain did not move, but did not block Duan Chongxuan.
When he saw him approaching, the eyes of the violent and angry eyes were the sea of ​​fire, but suddenly they became watery, like the red eyes of children.
Duan Chongxuan gently followed his feathers, leaned down and fed a medicinal herb to his mouth.鸾 whispered in a low voice, and Zhang Shun’s opening mouth ate and went to his arms.
The Guards of the Guards, who are waiting for the battle, can’t figure out how to do it. How did the murderous beast with a lethality change immediately?
Duan Chongxuan patted it and turned back.
The blue-winged owl is still smooth.
Many people are relieved in their hearts.
At this time, the difference is steep!
A brightly lit electric light tears the night!
The clear and high-pitched tweets followed, such as the cranes and the phoenixes, and the wind whistled, and the half-length figure of the blue-winged owl appeared in the air.
Duan Chongxuan held a long handle in his hand, and the tip of the gun shrank white smoke. It was just that he had cut the streamer chain between the two necks.
There has never been any lightning, but the speed is too fast, and the sinister gun shadow is like a flash of lightning!
Campfire wolf smoke.
The ‘bonfire’ is not a sword but a gun. If the first gods in the world are well-deserved, the 'Spring Mountain Smile' and the 'Autumn Wind', which were built by Lin Yuanjian, then the long-range gun with the North Korean founding emperor's Nanzheng war. Top five.
Duan Chongxuan’s move, ‘烽火狼烟’, but barely two points of true meaning, can cut off the streamer chain, purely based on the original power of the gods.
At the moment when the neck chain breaks, the shape of the body is rapidly reduced, and it is out of the rest of the bondage!
Duan Chongxuan long
guns swept, sea smog gathered under the gunpoint, the momentum is like a blast, everyone cares about his identity and dare not go all out, not to see for a moment, actually retreat.
The first thing I came forward to was Wang Hao. He got up and swarmed and shouted. "Let's throw the arrow!
□ □ winding, countless arrows shot into the air of the blue wing! At the moment of leaving, the arrow ignited a blazing flame!
On the dark sea, bright fires like the stars rain through the night.
More defensive leaps into the top deck, and the source has been rushing to the place. The recent soldiers' footwork has suddenly changed, forming layers of trouble, and Duan Chongxuan is surrounded.
Duan Chongxuan shouted and said, "Run--"
But this time, I didn't listen to him.
It fanned its wings and swooped down from the sky! Pass through the overwhelming fire!
Wang Hao took the shackles from the defensive squad, and swelled his robes, and he made a real shot and flew out!
The arrow tip pierced the air and made a harsh tweet.
At the same time, the long knife on the side of the body was squirted, and the blade did not reach the pressure first, and the pressure of Duan Chongxuan rushed back, but he could not retreat behind him!
At this moment, he suddenly remembered his words -
Even if you have thousands of horses, you can't help but fight alone.
He ran in front of him, no longer back, ready to hard-wire this knife.
Yu Guang saw that the arrow in the night was too strong, and even though he tried to flap his wings, his body was hurt, and he should not be able to avoid it...
However, between the beards, the knife's momentum dissipated and the fire in the air was extinguished.
It was like a gust of wind, and the killing and crisis at sea was blown away in the wind.
Everyone looks at the wind.
There is a man standing on the bow.
People stand in the shadow of the light, but the sharpness of the body is like a sharp edge, as if it can split the space.
The breeze starts again. The figure fell in front of Duan Chongxuan.
The blue-winged owl fell just down, but because of exhaustion, it was only at the feet of the two.
Everyone saw this clearly. The person who came was actually a woman.
The twilight is strong, the ink is high, and the British is aggressive.
Duan Chongxuan looked at the person in front of him and shouted, "The second division sister..."
Liu Bullie sideways, nodded slightly, "Yeah."
Wang Hao’s face was white.
Because Duan Chongxuan broke the identity of the woman in one channel, let his scabbard knife return to the sheath again.
There are very few people who have seen Liu Yuxue with her own eyes. She has practiced on the Huanhua Peak for many years and is not keen on making a name. But it does not mean that she is anonymous.
On the contrary, because of the battle of Xiqiao Mountain many years ago, until today, the practitioners still dare not forget her.
Like Junxi, she was very good at explaining to the world, what is the battle power is far higher than the realm.
Wang Wei indicated that the Guards Army had retired and had a correct meeting. "Well, the road is far away, dare to ask why Liu Daoyou came?"
The sincerity and the number of rituals of the other party have given the greatest degree of respect. According to the routine, how can I give a face and a few words.
But Liu Bull Frost is just a hard way.
"Take my brother."
Wang Hao’s face is even worse.
Duan Chongxuan suddenly wanted to laugh a little. Because he knows that the sister is not deliberately not giving face. But there is not much experience in dealing with people, and they can't talk. Usually, I can communicate with my brothers and sisters better. When I meet a stranger, I can only be regarded as a cold and proud person.
Wang Hao said again, "Liu Daoyou, this matter is very extensive, more is the family affairs of the Northern Emperor... I believe that you also heard a little about it that year, why did you go to the Yashan Mountain to worship the teacher... If you can stand by, you can watch Here, the vows will be made, and on the day of the great achievements, the prince will not forget the righteousness of the friends today."
The sincerity of this statement is even higher. It is a promise of disguise. Because he really doesn't want to do it.
There is nowhere to borrow from the sea, but the other party can pass by, the real yuan is still very abundant, and the light and the sleeves will turn to their own arrows and swords. This is just enough to make people jealous.
Duan Chongxuan is indeed a disciple of Juggernaut, but that is also a letter of recommendation from Mr. Zhang Yuan to Qi Huafeng.
Why is Mr. Ken writing? Because of his original identity.
In other words, if he is not a prince, or Duan Sheng'an is dead, he is no longer an emperor. The identity of this Juggernaut disciple is not true.
Wang Wei thinks so.
Everyone who has struggled for a long time in the power center will think so.
Da Li is in the heart of the people.
But Yan Huafeng no one thinks so.
Liu Bull Frost didn't even know who he was talking about.
But she said her longest words tonight, she looked very serious.
"I don't care why he came to the end of the world. Since he really took me as a sister, I really took him as a younger brother."

Zhonglu. Yunyang City.
In the late autumn, the Taoist child swept the dead leaves in the daytime, and just fell into the night, and fell to the court.
Mr. Jiayuan sat in the courtyard and faded away from the old Shuguanbo belt. Wufa used a wooden pick up, and a simple azure gown was more casual.
It seems that the autumn wind is too bleak, his lips are slightly white, and even the fine lines on the corners of his eyes are a bit deep.
He saw the stunned wind coming out of the house. Although he didn't know what the injury was, he still asked as usual. "Can you drink tea?"
Juggernaut did not answer him.
Instead, I glanced at the sky.
The vast night sky above the head was covered by the courtyard wall and the distant Guangsha, and cut into irregular pieces.
Still able to see the Galaxy, quiet and beautiful.
Everything is no different from usual.
But Mr. House has a white face!
In the courtyard, the sky above their heads began to sway violently, and the cracked fine lines extended from the stunned eyes of the stunned winds, eventually spreading throughout the field of vision.
Just like breaking a layer of glazed hood, the illusion is broken, and the real sky reveals its true colors!
Black as a splash of ink, no stars and no moon.
"Oh!!-"
There is no sound in the illusion. The sound was that the tea pot in the hand of Mr. Fang fell to the ground, and the splashing porcelain foam drew a thin blood line on the back of his hand.
The blood flows through the white skin, and the drops fall on the withered leaves.
He staggered twice and his right hand held the stone table.
Wei Jingfeng eyes are deserted.
Suddenly on such a look, he subconsciously wants to explain something. "It won't hurt people's lives, just leave people in Jingsi Pavilion. As for your apprentice, there will be nothing..."
Wei Jingfeng did not have any movement, just said,
"You didn't like this in the past."
Mr. Jiayuan lowered his eyes and stopped talking.
Because there is nothing to say.
He thought, you also said that it was ‘past’. In the past few years, have I calculated that you still have less?
He advised the defending wind to leave a wound, and then used the array to isolate the place, even the sky was fake.
Maintaining a formation that has to pass the sage's ears requires a price and great consumption. So that the edge of the broken porcelain can easily cut through his flesh.
All this is only for the sake of Xingshan Temple.
After the illness can be absolutely.
Wei Jingfeng still looked at him indifferently.
Mr. Zhang Yuan understands what he means: if you can't win the demon, you will be shot to the younger generation, shameless.
In the courtyard, there was a bleak autumn wind, and the layers of fallen leaves danced.
When the wind went, there was only one person left in the courtyard. It seems that there is only one person from beginning to end.
He slowly squatted down and cleaned up the broken pieces of the ground.
The broken tea pot was also the place where the battle was destroyed.
The same thing that Wei Fengfeng sent him many years ago.