son, who is your father

Chapter 394 pass by
The hand holding the sword changed its posture, still leaning coldly on the tree pole, and seemed to be sleeping more soundly. The last thing a killer should have is curiosity, even a little bit, may make the People die without a place to bury them.

The smell of deja vu brushed past him, and the two figures, one black and one red, also swept away from him, as if they had spotted the man on the tree, the man in red gave a slightly surprised "Huh", and then The night is vast.

The ruthless killer relentlessly let his life die away. The pool of blood under the tree was stained with blood, and there was a little blood smell in the cold wind. Looking up along the direction of the blood flow, there were several sword marks on the black clothes. The flesh and blood are mutilated, and some places have already been festered. Because the night is too deep and the clothes are too dark, if it is not for the strong stench in the wind, who would know that there is a person who does not even care about his own life lying on this tree. ?
But he was just wielding swords and blood blades with a group of people with high martial arts skills. In his eyes, there was no such thing as running for his life, either they died or he died!Therefore, in the Jianghu, his fame is getting stronger and stronger, and he is also becoming more and more ruthless and mysterious, because no matter whether it is the people who have seen him or the people who chased and killed him, they have never survived the sunrise the next day.

Who would have thought that now, in this deserted courtyard, on the old tree, his life would also slowly wither away like that old tree...

Without her, he didn't even have the strength to save himself!In the past three years, every time he was injured, he would allow the blood to flow until it stopped, allowing the wound to crack and heal. When this body could no longer hold back, he would no longer have any reason to A person is wandering alone in this world, and he is not as good as the person she said!

"Young master, that was just now..." After a moment of hesitation, the woman in red turned her head, looked at the shadow of the tree that had passed away in the distance, and said softly.

"It's important to hurry!" The young man had a cold face and didn't turn his head. It's not that he didn't see that person, but this time he went out of the valley, he didn't want to meet any of them. Although Ziye had been alone all this time, seeing them, he always He will think of his mother, and all the past will come to his mind inexhaustibly, he hates, he doesn't want to face all this, he hates everyone, even though mother jumped off the cliff by herself, but without them, how could mother die?They killed mother indirectly!

"But, he seems to have been seriously injured!" The woman in red was none other than Hongqiao, the girl who jumped off the cliff with Bai Moyi's mother and son three years ago and was supposed to die.

The only answer to her was the cold wind around her, and the boy's figure had already passed through her like flowing smoke.

Hong Qiao glanced back again, and prayed softly in her heart, "Young Master Ziye, I hope you will be blessed and lucky enough to survive this night!"

The night was back to normal, the person on the tree was still lying there motionless, more and more blood was flowing on the ground, and that handsome jade-like face was getting paler and paler at the corners of his lips. Invisibly overflowing with an explanatory relaxation, he seemed to feel that he was getting closer to her, so good!Three years, forgive him for being late!
"Master, here is a person who seems to be injured!" Gong Jueshang and his party, who had been following closely behind Bai Wushang's master and servant, passed by here.

"Grandpa's ass, didn't you see that you are busy?" Gong Jueshang's eyes were fixed on the front, for fear that he would lose him in the blink of an eye. The fart boy gave him a good beating, and then asked about his mother's whereabouts, but he didn't dare. It had been three years, and it was hard to see him once, for fear that he would lose him again by accident, and he couldn't wait for the next three years. year!

"But Lord, he seems to be..." The subordinate was about to continue talking, but was kicked by Gong Jueshang, and immediately fell silent.

"If you get lost, you don't have to live anymore!" The long and narrow phoenix eyes gave the subordinates behind him a cold look, and the group of brocade clothes did not even stop for a short time.

Ziye, who was lying down, suddenly opened his eyes, looked lightly at the place where the figure disappeared, and then slowly closed his eyes. Once he lay down, he didn't want to move anymore, so he just died like this!

A burst of fierce murderous aura rushed towards his face, under the fine starlight, the knife flashed, and while the skirt of his clothes fluttered, Ziye on the tree suddenly opened his eyes, turned over neatly to avoid the oncoming sword.

In front of him, there were a few men in black standing, with fierce expressions on their faces, staring at him fiercely with hatred.Looking at the attire, he thought it was the companion of the group who died in his hands before, and they came here at this time, presumably they came here for revenge!

Excessive blood loss and severe injuries have seriously affected his skills, but these people are not worthy of taking his life!
Without saying a word, he flicked off the bullet scabbard, the ruthless sword was as swift as the wind, as fast as a shadow, these people must die before he breathed a sigh of relief!
"Kill him and avenge the dead brother!"

"Be careful, the title of number one killer is not for nothing!"

"Brother, he's injured too badly, he won't last long, with so many of us, he will die in a round of battle!"

"Hmph, Ziye, today you died at my brother's hands, don't blame us, blame you for being too valuable, and blame you for killing too many of my brothers!" A man in black said with hatred towards Ziye's sword.If it weren't for the fact that the No. [-] Floor in the World's bid was too tempting, and he couldn't bear the temptation, would hundreds of his brothers have died in his hands!
Zi Ye still had the same expression, there was no hesitation between swinging the sword and making moves, the wounds on his body were more open, the blood flowed more fiercely, and his face became more and more pale.

The other party seemed to know his situation, and instead of confronting the enemy head-on, he just avoided to delay the time, and there was no evil light in his eyes. As time went by, Zi Ye's movements became slower and slower, more and more strenuous, And a smug smile slowly appeared on their faces.

With a heavy "peng" blow, Ziye knelt down on one knee, and swung his sword hand at the opponents who were attacking from both sides. A mouthful of blood spurted out from his clenched teeth, and the corners of his fair lips were bright red. .

"Boss, he's dying!"

"Let's go together, take his head!" The commander called the boss said.

Ziye slowly raised his eyes and looked up at the sky. He exhausted all his strength to kill with all his might, but when he was about to die, he didn't give up at all. Putting down the sword in his hand, he pulled the messy clothes on his chest, and a The hand was attached to the chest with nostalgia, there was her trace there, from the very beginning, she had sewn herself into his heart, but he understood it too late and missed too much!

(End of this chapter)