Qingyang clearly felt the unbearable pain in his chest, as if he had been pierced by a sharp knife.
This heartbreaking pain made him let go of his hand, and the white dog fell to the ground. otbnkotgt "Huhu" he gasped, as if someone had hit his chest with a piece of wood.
He reached out to cover his chest, and when he touched it, his hands were covered with blood.
"You use your fingers as swords."
As soon as Qingyang started speaking, he spurted out another mouthful of blood.
"At the pinnacle of swordsmanship, everything in the world can be turned into a sword."
Senior Guan looked at the white dog that fell on the ground and said softly, "An evil dog is an evil dog after all.
Although it is evil, it is even crazier.
Although this sword is a famous sword.
But you can’t control it, it’s not for you.”
As he spoke, he raised his toes and kicked the white dog up to catch it.
Senior Guan held the hilt of the sword, but the white dog sword body shook as he tried to break free.
But I heard Senior Guan shout: "Don't move, or I'll destroy you."
Bai Quan was actually forced by the old man's momentum, and there was really no movement at all.
Seeing that his sword had been taken away, Qingyang knew that he was defeated this time, but his face did not show the slightest hint of discouragement, and his eyes became even more excited.
Senior Guan put the white dog away, and when he saw Qingyang's expression was strange, he said, "It seems like you were not hit."
"Haha, although I lose every time I fight you, I get stronger every time I lose.
Every move you use to defeat me will not work the next time.
One day I will catch up with you."
As a swordsman, you must have such magnanimity and spirit, and move forward courageously despite repeated defeats.
One day I will be able to climb to greater heights.
Senior Guan smiled slightly and said, "You can teach me."
After saying that, he turned around and looked down the mountain.
At this moment, the Black Skeleton was dragging Zhuan Ya to die together.
Countless big black hands stretched out from the ground and grabbed Black Skull and Zhuan Ya.
The brand in mid-air was facing Zhuan Ya and Black Skull, as if to put a mark on them that could never be erased.
The two people's bodies were dragged into the ground bit by bit.
Zhuan Ya struggled desperately, using his breath to the limit but still unable to break free.
Countless thunders rolled in, but those big black hands were not afraid of the thunder that could restrain evil spirits.
"No, I shouldn't go to Hell, no," he roared at the top of his lungs, but was eventually dragged underground.
In comparison, the black skeleton was much calmer than Zhuan Ya.
Its eyes were always looking in my direction.
When it was pulled into the ground by the big black hand, its face showed unusual peace.
A moment later, I heard it whisper: "We won't see each other again.
Boy."
The big black hand pulled it into the ground.
As it disappeared, all the black air around it slowly dissipated, and the thunderclouds in the sky no longer existed.
Only traces of the battle were left on the ground.
The people in Shenmen and Longhu Mountain were also frightened by this scene just now.
Seeing Zhuan Ya being pulled underground, the people in Shenmen who were unsettled immediately retreated.
As soon as the people in Shenmen retreated, Longhushan dealt with The giant began to have difficulty.
At this time, Qingyang ordered the people from Longhu Mountain to retreat.
At this point, a conspiracy and massacre against me finally came to an end.
Senior Guan took me home, and I was still in a coma at that time.
When I woke up, everything that happened was what Senior Guan and Jin Hu told me.
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There is no snow in Shanghai in the cold winter.
It’s just that the wet and cold weather is even more unbearable.
I'm sitting in Senior Guan's home.
I haven't been out since the war.
Yi Gang will bring some news from time to time, telling me that Uncle Jia's bones have been brought back to Beijing.
I heard that the 507 institute made a summary of this failure and did not pursue it too much.
At the same time, they did not continue to send people to Shanghai.
Although the hanging red in Longhu Mountain has not been withdrawn, no one dares to pick it up.
My crisis seemed to be over.
But I'm not happy at all.
The price I paid this time was too high.
Tao Yiyan's death, Uncle Jiayi's sacrifice, and Black Skull's return to the endless hell.
I didn't win.
This time I completely lost.
"Shanzi."
Jun Yan entered Senior Guan's house, carrying two bottles of wine in his hand, and then sat down and said, "I brought two bottles of wine.
I will have a drink tonight and talk to you about something."
"I don't really want to drink."
I shook my head with a hoarse voice.
Jun Yan was stunned for a moment, then sighed and said: "Then just stay with me.
I'll ask someone to cook two dishes.
Senior Guan doesn't mind."
Senior Guan shook his head and said, "I'm going to meditate tonight, so just keep your voice down."
At seven o'clock in the evening, we were sitting at the dinner table, just Jun Yan and me.
He filled my cup and said with a smile: "National Banquet Moutai.
It's not bad."
I nodded but didn't touch the cup.
He drank a cup himself, and then said: "I came to you, mainly because I wanted to talk about the arrangements for half a year.
In fact, strictly speaking, it has been less than half a year, about three months."
Arrangements for four months later.
I want to arrange for you to stay at our military home for a while.
Although the rules of the tea party have been set, and the various sects will definitely abide by them, many gangsters will withdraw from Longhushan.
I won't reveal the list again, and this matter is probably over.
But there may be some good guys who will come and cause trouble, so the safest way is to arrange for you to live in our military home for a few months while I wait.
After the arrangements are made abroad, I will take you there.
You will live abroad for five years, and I will arrange for you to return to China after five years.
Don't worry, I will take good care of your parents and your friends.
You can rest assured that everything will be fine. " I nodded and said nothing.
"That's the main business.
The other thing I want to do is check on your condition.
This time the incident was also very big.
Several big organizations didn't expect that you would be the one who had the last laugh."
I smiled bitterly, shook my head and said, "How can you tell that I am happy?"
"I know what happened to Jiayi and Black Skull, but I can't blame you.
People can't help themselves in the world.
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In the last few months in Shanghai, you can't come back for more than five years.
Do you have any wishes?
I can help you.
Done," Jun Yan said with great interest.
I thought about it and said, "There are a few things I really need your help with.
First, I want to say goodbye to my parents and friends.
Second, I want you to help me once and see if you can figure out a way."
Bring the Black Skeleton back, even if I can’t bring it back, I want to say goodbye to it.”
Jun Yan took a sip of wine, thought for a while and said: "The first thing is easy to handle, but the black skull thing is probably more difficult.
It was pulled into the endless hell, let alone me in that place.
Even if it is My grandfather may not be able to do it himself.
The Hell is the execution ground of the Ten Palaces of Yama, and it is not a place where living creatures can enter.
But I will think of a way anyway, and I will help you if it succeeds."
I nodded, hesitated for a moment, held the cup, raised it, stood up, walked to the window and lightly spilled the wine on the window sill, looked at the bright moon outside and whispered: "Uncle Jia, I, Ba Xiaoshan, owe you a lot. .
You have a good journey.
I will avenge you.
If there is an afterlife, I will pay for it with my life."
After spilling three glasses of wine, I lit a cigarette on the windowsill.
Green smoke curled up and drifted into the distance.
With my thoughts and melancholy drifting into the unknown darkness.
"By the way, have anyone from Beishimen looked for you?"
Jun Yan asked after sitting back at the table.
"Beishimen" I was stunned for a moment, then thought about it and said.
"I have looked for it.
It was one of their elders who conveyed to me the intention of their sect leader and asked me to follow the tea party's decision and leave China."
"Oh, you'd better be careful.
Beishimen is the number one evil sect in the circle today.
I don't know what tricks they have.
In short, before you come to our military family, you'd better show less publicity."
That night, I didn't drink anymore, but my heart seemed drunk.
The moonlight was hazy, and I didn’t know whether it was my eyes that were dazzled, or sadness that obscured the bright moonlight.
After the butler continued to recuperate and his injuries basically recovered, Jun Yan began to prepare a farewell ceremony for me.
To my surprise, the first person he arranged for me to meet was Shen Mengtian.
I got out of the car and parked next to a cafe.
Through the glass door I could see Shen Mengtian sitting by the window.
Wearing a long dress that looks like a young woman, drinking coffee, she looks elegant and looks like someone from two different worlds from me.
I pushed the door open and walked to my seat under the guidance of the waiter.
She raised her head and smiled and wanted to speak to me.
But the moment she saw my eyes, the smile on her face disappeared: