"Who on earth is Ge?"
"I’ll tell you when you die in hell!"
The black dress person Yinxian is a woman. When she was cold and holding a sword in her hands, she rushed forward and ran ten feet away, but suddenly she shot Tatsu Yamashiro in her hand like a dart.
TIANYA DUAN cried and frightened the other side. It’s too abnormal. Life is different for a swordsman, but the other side dares to throw the sword directly?
For a moment, his doubts were suddenly solved.
As soon as he threw it over Tatsu Yamashiro with a knife, he saw the right thumb of the black dress person opposite him, and he suddenly shot out a five-foot firm but gentle shock wave, which swept across the chest and split the skirt and tore the skin. Instantly, blood flowed like a note!
"It’s you!"
TIANYA DUAN hurried back and missed the sword. At the same time, a figure immediately emerged in his mind. He remembered that four years ago, it was a masked woman. This firm but gentle form prevented him from slaying Yagyu Ten Soldiers, but at that time, the other party’s martial arts theory was still very young, whether it was flying or swordsmanship. If it was not for someone else behind him, the Yagyu Ten Soldiers would have died.
And now he finds himself hard to match!
Once he can exhaust each other’s strength, this time it would be wishful thinking if he still has such expectations.
Masked men are more energetic than one sword after another, and there is no pity at all. This means that the strength of not seeing each other for several years has reached the level of imagination!
Force, fencing, and lightness skill were suppressed. TIANYA DUAN soon showed his defeat. After being hit by a firm but gentle wave and flying to Tatsu Yamashiro, he sighed and knew that he might die here today.
But at this moment, the original sword stabbed him, but the black man stopped his fingers and listened to a faint flute from the depths of the bamboo forest on the side.
This flute is so familiar and so strange as it floats with the breeze and bamboo forest.
Familiarity warms people’s hearts and recalls the happy days of the past.
Strangers are so cold that people can’t help crying when they think of the dead.
"Sister …"
"Yukime …"
One moment, they were fighting to the death, and at the same time, they were crazy. This is the flute that they are all familiar with!
Familiar sounds, familiar melody, that’s her breath. Even if another person plays the same melody on the same flute, she can’t get such rhythm.
At the same time, they turned to see a white woman with a flute smiling at them.
Yukime!’
TIANYA DUAN blinked hard and he was dazzled by himself, but when he opened his eyes again, he was still pretty, and he opened his arm at him and said with a smile, "Tianya is me."
Can’t be wrong!
It’s her! It’s her! It’s really her!
TIANYA DUAN regardless of blunt past a tightly held her in his arms.
Illusion or illusion, even if she is dead, she will be satisfied if she meets him in the grave.
At this time, the black dress person pulls the mask to reveal a elegant and unique beauty face, which is as weak and kind as Yukime, but there is a completely different coldness in his eyes.
When she saw Yukime and her lover embracing each other, she showed a touching smile, but when she saw a man slowly coming out of the back, she suddenly became Zheng and was full of indecision with her face changing dramatically.
"Master …"
Her eyes were blurred again and deeper than when she first saw her sister, as if she were trapped in recalling the past.
"Master, is it really you?"
Although she has never met Master, his figure has long been deeply impressed on her mind.
The most important thing is that she saw those white and slender palms like warm jade again, which were exactly the same when she first saw them.
She concluded that the palm of her hand would never appear as a man again except her master.
Where is it?
Like the end of the world, she ran over with excitement.
And Qin Changfeng heart watching grown-up apprentice is also a sigh … Goddess of Yuan Yuan!
Thank Wang Dao for choosing a good actor, just as he remembered the goddess.
Qin Changfeng couldn’t help smiling and opened his hands to give his apprentice who had been pitted for four years a comfort and an apology hug.
The play has been arranged and everything is so harmonious.
Life and death are separated by four years, and the friendship between master and apprentice is as deep as that between father and daughter. What a touching picture!
However …
Just when Master fell into narcissism, the painting style suddenly changed!
When I saw the disciple coming ten feet away, the corners of my mouth suddenly showed a demonic sneer. When I raised my right hand, my three fingers curled up and my two fingers stretched forward a little bit, which was a fierce shot than a firm but gentle one.
At this time, Master’s adult was still intoxicated with his eyes closed. I didn’t expect to be so surprised that I was swept away. I put a pair of calves with black hair in front of me, just like pulling out the hair but not pulling out the chicken legs.
Feeling the chill from Fang, Master suddenly woke up and jumped back without thinking about it, which just missed the sword sweeping to the crotch!
Although it was still half a beat slower, another pendulum was cut off and half of his thigh was exposed, but he couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief at the thought of more terrible consequences
This firm but gentle is unusual. Every sword is a spiral firm but gentle entangled with two firm but gentle.
You know, that thing is also an unwritten weakness. The consequences of being hit are unimaginable!
"Float, what are you doing? This is bullying the teacher!" Seeing that the disciple raised his sword again, the master’s adult hurriedly took out the master’s majesty and shouted.
But the apprentice looked sad and resentful and retorted, "Shut up! My master died four years ago. I don’t care who you are, it is unforgivable to pretend to be a teacher!"
Qin Changfeng language he was sure that Xiao Ni had recognized himself.