Chapter 811

"Big Brother!"

Seeing Hei Wuchang was cut into two pieces by Tianmo, Bai Wuchang roared in grief, and then waved his mace to kill him.

Can hand silently side of the body blocked Bai Wuchang's culling path.

Bai Wu was so common that his hand was blocking the way, his feet flicked, and he leaped high, and then descended like a rainbow with his mace in the posture of a goshawk catching a rabbit.

The white clothes on his body were dancing upside down, those grief and angry eyes were full of murderous intent, and his figure locked in the hand, like a demon god:

"go to hell."

The long and narrow mace, with a kind of domineering river bursting its bank, leaned down towards Canshou's body.

The white light with endless killing intent gave birth to a swift passing through the air, and the sound of paper tearing appeared in the air following the knife.

"call--"

This stick has the power of breaking the sky and destroying the earth, and ordinary people can't escape it even if they grow wings.

But Can Shou didn't panic or evade. As soon as his right foot stepped on the floor, his body suddenly bounced up, swinging a knife and stabbing Bai Wuchang's heart.

Compared to Tianmo's shocking weather, the slashing sword is not fierce, only a touch of indifference, but this indifference makes life unsympathetic.

Whether it is Maotai Youth or Cao Qiankun, they can feel the peace of being stubborn and not afraid of death.

The corners of Bai Wuchang's mouth couldn't stop moving, and he turned his mace, slashing on the leaf knife, who didn't want to die together.

"when!"

The blades and rods collided in the air, and there was a loud noise, time seemed to pause, and a sharp air current appeared in the space.

The two of them took a proud posture, and after a pause in the air, they each flew out.

At this time, the burst of air sounded harshly, and the storm-like air current was wrapped in blood.

Bai Wuchang was struck by lightning, and his eyes flickered.

His dragging feet left red and red footprints on the ground, and his body couldn't stop moving back, coughing up blood as he moved his feet.

The blood vomited on the mace in his hand, and the thick blood couldn't even flow.

Canshou also withdrew seven or eight steps, a trace of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, but there was no pain on his face. When he stepped back to the last step, his right hand poured his full strength and suddenly let it go.

A blade of sword light covered Bai Wuchang, Bai Wuchang intuitively felt white in front of him, and it was too late to lift his mace subconsciously.

"Pump!"

Just listen to two muffled noises, exploding in the chest, blood, falling with the wind, blowing, and then dissipating.

Bai Wuchang didn't even feel the sharp pain, only a chill in his chest.

Then, his whole body was suddenly cold.

There was a little more blood on the ground, bright as agate, and the hand that forced the knife out, his cheeks began to turn pale, but there was still no painful expression.

It's just that a pair of narrow eyes are slightly narrowed, and he looks at Bai Wuchang quietly, his eyes flashing with a faint joke: "You lost."

Bai Wuchang looked down at the knife in his chest, his face was cruelly ravaged, twisted and deformed, and his eyes were full of surprise, pain, and anger.

He felt aggrieved when he died, and he didn't believe that he died just like that.

It's just that he really died.

In Qingqing's happy gaze, Bai Wuchang fell to the ground and his vitality extinguished.

Once the black and white impermanence died, the Maotai youth became the target of public criticism, but he didn't care about Han Qinhu and their eyes.

He picked up the wine bottle and poured two mouthfuls of Moutai, then looked at Ye Tianlong and said faintly: "I'm going back, please give way."

Qingqing and the others thought that this person's brain was flooded, and the black and white impermanence was cut by Ye Tianlong. He still wants to go back alive?

Qingqing immediately sneered: "Do you think you can still go?"

The Maotai youth did not look at Qingqing and the others, but still stared at Ye Tianlong: "I think you will let me go."

Ye Tianlong burst into a smile: "Yes, I will let you go, but it's dark and slippery. Be careful when you go home."

The Maotai youth also laughed and nodded very kindly: "I will. I haven't finished drinking the best wine in the world, so I don't want to die so early."

Qingqing shouted angrily: "Ye Tianlong, you can't let him go, they are bad guys."

Jiang Qianxue who bandaged her wounds whispered: "Qingqing, don't talk too much."

Cao Qiankun exhaled a long breath, glanced at everyone at the scene, and then looked at the Maotai Youth, showing a hint of approval to Ye Tianlong.

Ye Tianlong ignored Qingqing, but waved his way aside: "Safe journey, meet again next time, remember to invite me to drink."

"I can smell that your Moutai is puree."

He talked like a friend: "This kind of wine, it must be very pleasant to drink."

The Maotai youth laughed and gave Ye Tianlong a thumbs up: "Good nose, it seems that he is also a confidant who understands wine, I promise you."

"I have a chance to see you in the future, no matter what the environment, I will buy you a drink first."

Ye Tianlong smiled and nodded: "Then it's settled."

"Ye Tianlong, you can't let him go, cut the grass and root, don't you understand?"

Qingqing couldn't see what Ye Tianlong was doing, and shouted in annoyance: "He has only one person left. You rushed up and cut him off."

"Why are you letting him go."

Qingqing complained about Ye Tianlong's actions: "Do you know what iron-blooded rivers and lakes do you know?"

"Qingqing, don't be rude."

Jiang Qianxue yelled: "Brother Ye has his own reason for doing this. Besides, he is our life-saver. Your attitude is not good."

Qingqing looked aggrieved and unwilling, feeling that Ye Tianlong's brain was flooded with water to let the enemy go.

The Maotai youth drank the wine, carried a spear, and walked slowly into the darkness: "Goodbye."

He didn't care about his companions in the pit, and ignored the black and white impermanent corpses, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

Ye Tianlong looked at him from behind, suddenly remembered something, and shouted: "What is your name for the person who owes me wine?"

"Xue Yifeng."

In the dark night, the Maotai youth declared his name generously, and then disappeared from everyone's sight completely, as if he had never appeared before.

It's just that in the darkness of the street where he left, the oriole's eyes gradually lit up, looking at Xue Yifeng's back, it began to become sharp...

"Ye Tianlong, you really can't help A Dou, why did you let the bad guy go?"

Seeing Xue Yifeng really swaggering away, Qingqing looked at Ye Tianlong angrily: "You should kill him and let him know that we are great."

"Let him go because he is a very powerful person."

Ye Tianlong said faintly: "I have injuries on my body, and my brothers also have old injuries. If you want to keep him, at least one person will die."

"I want his life, but I cherish the lives of my brothers even more. Ten Xue Yifeng can't compare to one of my brothers."

These words made Cao Qiankun's eyes clearer, with unspeakable compliments.

"If one person dies, then one person will die. Why are you still in trouble if you are afraid of death?"

Qingqing looked contemptuously and contemptuously: "And once you will be successful, you are so afraid of the dead, what can you do?"

Several companions also had similar expressions, feeling that Ye Tianlong was too greedy for life and fear of death, and did not have the pride of a passionate man at all.

"How about you die?"

Ye Tianlong's eyes became sharp, and he stared at Qingqing coldly and said, "I'll let someone catch him, surround him, and then you use your body to block his spear."

"When his spear was clamped by your corpse, I cut off his head with a single knife, okay?"

Qingqing was silent for an instant.

"Well, stop talking, go to the hospital first, or you will bleed to death."

Seeing the pale expressions of Cao Qiankun and Qingqing, Jiang Qianxue hurriedly pulled Ye Tianlong's sleeves gently: "Tianlong, help me take them to the hospital."

"As long as they survive and their injuries are under control, I will never regret what I promised you on the road."

In the last sentence, Jiang Qianxue said it close to Ye Tianlong's ear, and it was inaudible. After speaking, her face was as red as an apple.

"Old Han, send them back to Baishizhou."

Ye Tianlong waved his finger: "Invite two more reliable doctors to treat their injuries."

Qingqing yelled: "We are so seriously injured, we are going to the hospital, not the small clinic."

"When the Dai family is vegetarian? Believe it or not, you go to the hospital and don't have to wait until tomorrow. You will be re-locked by the Dai family tonight?"

Ye Tianlong didn't like this girl and snorted, "So I must take Mr. Cao back to Baishizhou. As for you...you can go wherever you like."

"Brother Ye, we follow your arrangements."

Cao Qiankun stopped the dissatisfied Qingqing from speaking, and then pulled Ye Tianlong to whisper:

"However, you have to do me a favor and help me take the flower carvings and native chickens in the yard together."

Ye Tianlong smiled playfully: "Is it important?"

Cao Qiankun did not hide: "It's important!"

"Because I met a real son."