final catastrophe

Chapter 162.
Holding the long knife, her hand was numb, Xia Tian felt like she was drunk and staggered.

Every dance is supported by will.

She had just given birth not long ago, and she should have been sitting on the bed, with someone serving soup and water, and someone taking care of her, and then she would look at the little baby on the crib and tease the cute ones.

Go to sleep when you are sleepy, and if you are bored when you wake up, someone will talk with you.

However, she was treated so unfairly.

In front of her were endless bandits, but she only had a knife and a bag of needles.

If you kill, you live, if you fail, you die.

And what will happen before she dies, she naturally understands, at that time, she can only kill herself with a knife to keep her innocence.

Heavenly songs are pervasive, ethereal and clear.

And the ground-grazing wind fell like rain.

Xia Tian drank in a low voice, with a thin knife like a silver thread, she kept moving forward, using the most labor-saving way to harvest the lives of the bandits.

She knew that she could no longer stop that woman, so she could only hope that Xiao Xiang'er and Xiao Yue'er could take their children and escape safely.

However, they were completely chased by robbers, and the experts of the Black Wood Sect blocked it, and there were even experts like Ren Qingying and Ren Wuyue sitting in the guard.

Such hope is extremely slim.

I don't know how long it took to kill.

Suddenly there was a rumbling sound in the distance, the sound of giants trampling on the ground.

She vaguely saw a big monkey about ten meters high, flicking its tail, jumping quickly
hallucinations?
She couldn't take a second look, because the robbers came again after that, and they seemed to have noticed that this beautiful long-legged woman was exhausted, and she seemed to be the "Big Heaven Sword" Xia Xia. Extreme sister.

With such an identity, it is really exciting to think about it, and it makes their blood spurt.

I don't know how long they rushed, and they couldn't tell the difference between southeast and north.

Xia Tian finally couldn't bear it any longer, her eyes went dark, and the last consciousness prompted her to wipe the knife across her neck.

However.
When, with a crisp sound, her knife was shot down.

There was despair in her heart, but she was no longer sober.

The body fell heavily.

And a blood-red gossamer crawled out from her fingertips, crookedly exposed to the air, and poked her head curiously.

"She fell."

"That little girl is dying."

"Hahaha, I come first!"

"Second brother, you are not mean enough. Just now when this little girl killed someone, you hid behind, but now you ran ahead!"

The bandits cheered, and then rushed forward frantically, they naturally didn't have enough eyesight to detect a red thread in the darkness, or to be more precise.

hair!

The robbers swarmed over, with distorted and joyful expressions on their faces.

And the hair is twisted and delighted.

Then it started moving.

It is impossible to describe the speed at which it strikes, it seems to be a light that is precise, can turn, and especially likes to pass through the human brain.

red light!

It seemed that with just a twist of the body, the bodies of those robbers who rushed were frozen and turned into stone sculptures.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment.

flutter flutter.
The bodies that lost their souls fell to the ground one after another
But the bandits in the back didn't know what to do, and continued to rush forward, and ran forward fearlessly.

So after a while.
With Xia Tian as the center, the corpses piled up into a sunken mound, all the manic voices disappeared, the air was extremely quiet, and there was no smell of blood in the air.

It appears to be just a group of people on top of each other, falling asleep.

In the quiet world, apart from the slight noise in the direction Ren Qingying was going, there was a singing voice that went straight to the heart.

It didn't take long for Xia Tian to regain consciousness. She clenched her fists tightly, then opened her tired eyes, and quickly scanned the surroundings to observe the environment.

The worst-case scenario didn't happen, but the nearly ten thousand bandits around were all dead.
Holding her thin knife tightly, she kicked away the corpse in front of her.

With the warm light from the brazier in the camp, she quickly found the bandit's stable.

He lurked secretly, and after beheading the guards, he successfully led a tan horse.

At this time, some of the bandits who had returned seemed to have noticed something strange, so they rushed to chase them.

Xia Tian had no choice but to gallop in the opposite direction.

She has exhausted her physical strength, and her whole body is in a state of great weakness.

The horse seemed to feel something, and ran wildly.

"Run." Xia Tian crouched down, her hair was disheveled, sticky with blood and sweat, it could be described as disheveled, like the withered hands of countless evil spirits flaunting back wantonly.And the snow-white chest and neck, and the long legs of mutton-fat jade were also smeared with blood and dust, making them look embarrassed.

"Horse, run." She hooked the neck of the healthy horse in front of her, as if she could stabilize it so as not to fall.

In the eerie dark night, the eerie singing sound filled the entire sky like a cloud of mist.

I don't know when, the voice suddenly slowed down and lowered, and in an extremely short moment, it returned to normal again.

However, if there is someone who is extremely proficient in temperament, they will find that this singing voice is a little different from before.

from the original no waves
It turned into suppressed joy, the singer must have discovered something and was afraid of something, so he suppressed the ecstasy heavily.
And slowly approached the "destiny" she discovered, pretending to approach inadvertently.

Just like an ignorant love affair, but always pretending to be a casual encounter.

In the windy and dark night, Xia Tian felt that ethereal singing was getting closer.

She had a strange realization in her heart
It seems that the forbidden book that has absorbed power has returned.

They call each other, attract each other.
"Is it a hallucination?" Xia Tian looked wearily in the direction of the singing, but unconsciously adjusted the direction slightly, and rode away.

And more and more robbers found this man running away, and gathered from all directions.
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Three hundred miles away.

Righteous way camp, but ushered in a very special "guest".

Looking at his age, he is only twenty, but he is wearing a bright red and green gown, with long hair in a hoop, with a slack posture, carrying a handle on his shoulder, which is most suitable for "cutting", but he feels that it is not suitable for "cutting" or "stabbing". rapier.

The sword had no edge, only the tip showed strange sawtooth.

Meng Aiwan knew this guest.

And this guest deserves him to go out and greet him.

"Jiansheng Yan, long time no see, you look younger.

It is really a blessing to have you here today! "He was weird in his heart, but his tone was polite as usual.

The person who came was none other than Yan Kezhou, No. 1 of "Feng Ji Liu", one of the five great legends of the previous generation. He usually sees his head and tail, but in recent years, he has never heard of him or seen his figure. Just like that Daxue Mountain's holy sword is not second.

The most important point is that this Yan Kezhou is from the same era as him, but he is more than ten years younger than him, but the young man in front of him will never be older than the four generations of disciples in his family, or his younger brother.

Yan Kezhou sat back on a wooden stake with a big grin, lazily stretched his arms to the most comfortable position, and then said with a strange smile: "Meng Zhenren, you misunderstood."

Meng Aiwan's eyes were calm, quietly waiting for the next sentence.

Yan Kezhou said: "My lord, send me to take the opportunity in this world, and at the same time send you a great fortune."

Meng Aiwan's expression remained unchanged, and he wondered: "Brother Yan is such a character, did he also follow the way of the devil?"

Yan Kezhou raised his eyes and said, "Really Meng, you misunderstood again."

Meng Aiwan's expression became more and more strange: "Oh? Then I will listen carefully."

Yan Kezhou yawned, and said quietly: "The general situation has always been controlled by the underworld, not the righteous way. But, those who don't know are innocent, and you can all retreat."

His voice was so penetrating that the entire Zhengdao camp could hear it clearly.

As soon as the words fell, countless dense and dense black shadows crawled out, like a mountain rain, black clouds over the city, with occasional flashes of cold light, bursting like a shower, and the wind blows without breath.

"In addition, Meng Zhenren, the Lord sincerely invites you to join the underworld."

Yan Kezhou said lightly, "Don't you want to go back to decades ago? Flying and domineering, fresh clothes and angry horses, with an eternal face?"

Meng Aiwan's pupils shrank sharply.

In the tent, Xia Ji, the master of Yuxu Palace, "Da Tian Dao", just woke up.

I'm a little hungry.

(End of this chapter)