"I don't have any suggestions, but I have a few explanations."

Zhou Tong took a few breaths with some difficulty and said, "These solutions have no meaning to others, but I think you are different. After all, over the years, the situations of the two of us have been similar. My so-called betrayal comes from fear and self-protection. You have done many similar things for the same reason."

This refers to the old story of Mo Yu, who obeyed the Pope's will, secretly arranged Chen Changsheng into the National Education Academy, in the past, without telling the Holy Grace,

Mo Yu shook his head and said, "My fear has nothing to do with the world that has protected me from the Queen Mother."

"No matter what you say, in my opinion, since the Empress never cared about your life and death, why should we live for her? That night, Chen Changsheng went to Beibingmasi Hutong to kill me, and I almost died, but what did the Empress do?

Zhou Tong said mockingly: "She completely ignored my situation and just thought about how to recognize her son. Unfortunately, she was blind and even admitted her son wrong."

When he sneered, his purple-black gums and pale face looked very ugly.

Mo Yu said proudly: "The Empress cares about me, she asked Yourong and I to leave Kyoto first."

Zhou Tong was silent for a long time and suddenly said, "Do you think you can kill me easily if I am poisoned?"

Mo Yu did not explain, but just explained: "I will kill you."

"You have the biggest problem, that is, it's too young."

Zhou Tong said: "Youngness means not enough time. No matter how talented you are, you cannot be too high. Moreover, you are not patient and should appear later to make my poison attack deeper. In addition, you should not choose this place. This is my home. It is always difficult to kill the other person in one's home."

For most people in the world, home is the place they are most familiar with, the last fortress, and the real home court.

Zhou Tong hid all his most cherished tranquility and treasures in this small courtyard, so he naturally made many arrangements accordingly, with many mechanisms and formations here.

With his words, many sounds of mechanisms starting outside the window sounded, and the sunlight in the courtyard seemed to dim, and several powerful formations were born from the ground.

The two precious pills had turned into essence in his abdomen, and as the meridians flowed all over his body, temporarily suppressing the invasion of toxins and restoring part of his strength.

The sun in the sky had no real temperature, the breeze of Xu Lai was a little cold, and a bloody smell enveloped the entire courtyard with the formation.

He used the Dahongpao secret technique without hesitation. If someone uses his spiritual sense to observe, he will find that the entire yard has now been soaked in a sea of ​​blood.

The Dahongpao Secret Technique is his strongest method, and it consumes extremely severely the spiritual consciousness and true energy, especially the two poisons he is in now, and he cannot last for too long. But Mo Yu cannot stay in this sea of ​​blood. If she does not want to die with her, she must temporarily retreat.

He just needed to seize the opportunity of her temporary retreat and escape from this small courtyard. As long as he came to the street, he could save his life.

This is the most effective method that Zhou Tong thought of before his death.

The courtyard looks very ordinary, but there are many extraordinary big people living on the street outside the courtyard. When he chose this place, he had such considerations.

What happened next was beyond Zhou Tong's imagination, and to be more precise, beyond his understanding and understanding of Mo Yu.

Because Mo Yu did not leave, she stood by the door and let the invisible sea of ​​blood paint the palace dress into a terrifying color.

She was very calm and focused, and the fatigue between her eyebrows and eyes had been replaced by dead silence.

The stars shine in the palace costume, and it shines out from the blood, which is very beautiful.

A thin sword that looks very delicate but contains the wind and rain of time pierced the sea of ​​blood in the house, like a condensed starlight.

With a slight sound, the sword penetrated into Zhou Tong's lower abdomen. The tip of the sword poked out from behind his waist, bringing out a black blood stream.

Zhou Tong did not scream or howled in pain, and stared at her in front of him with an incredible expression on his face.

Mo Yu's sword pierced his body.

His sea of ​​blood has also swallowed Mo Yu's spiritual consciousness.

Not to mention that Mo Yu is just a star gathering realm, even if she breaks through to the peak of star gathering now, she will never be able to leave this sea of ​​blood and this small.

In other words, she will definitely die.

Why? Zhou Tong quickly understood that she had never thought about living.

I wanted to force her to give in with the four words "death together", and she came to die with him.

When she returned to Kyoto, she was dead, and she just wanted to take him with her.

Whether she fell into the abyss or entered the starry sea, she would take him with her and take him to the presence of the Holy Queen.

Zhou Tong's face turned pale.

He didn't want to die with her.

The entire courtyard is still under his control, and the mechanism and formation have not been activated, so he still wants to fight.

However, he failed not because of the sword that penetrated his body, but because his body became stiff.

A pair of hands fell on his shoulders.

The hands were very thin and dry, like branches, very white. I hadn't seen the sun for many days. My nails were very sharp, long, and sharp, and covered with dirt.

It was a pair of wolf claws, and the sharp nails penetrated deeply under Zhou Tong's shoulder bones, piercing several blood holes, and black blood flowed.

Zhou Tong knew that his injury was even worse, and there were cracks on his shoulder bones.

His body felt extremely cold and extremely frightened, so he didn't dare to look back.

He had guessed who was the person who came quietly like a ghost behind him.

He had read the relevant documents of this person killing people on the snow field. He knew that if he turned around, he would definitely be bitten through the neck by the other party.

On the verge of life and death, Zhou Tong ignored the two poisons in his body and squeezed out even the last drop of true energy.

A huge wave was stirred up in the room covered by a sea of ​​blood.

With a sharp roar, he turned into a bloody light and rushed out the door.

With a click, the sword that penetrated his body passed through his body was broken by his forward momentum.

The man who came behind him like a ghost did not have time to break his neck, but only heard a few sneers, and several blood surged.

Countless mechanisms were activated at the same time, and several arrays played their final role, exploding like fireworks. All the rockery screen walls in the courtyard collapsed, and then the house itself collapsed, with smoke and dust spreading, green bamboos breaking into several pieces, stone slabs breaking, and even the sunlight seemed to be broken.

Zhou Tong fell to the broken bamboo by the wall.

He pushed off a fake bamboo shoot as fast as possible, and all the remaining courtyard walls collapsed.

He was spurted out of the yard by the air waves and fell heavily on the snow.

In the snow, he was covered in blood, the picture was not beautiful, and it could not make people feel heroic.

His blood was black and smelly, and it flowed out from the sword wound between his chest and abdomen.

His back was even more miserable, his clothes were torn and bloody, and ten claw marks were extremely deep, and white bones could be seen faintly.

Zhou Tong has lived for many years, and this is his most miserable moment.

But in his eyes full of fear and pain, he finally saw some hope and even ecstasy.

Because he finally came to the street.

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The smoke and dust filled the sky, and the stone chips danced wildly, and the entire courtyard turned into ruins in a very short time.

Mo Yu was not surprised. She knew that people like Zhou Tong would definitely make a lot of noise when they were dying, and this was indeed his home court. She was a little surprised that someone could follow Zhou Tong out of the tunnel. Even if she had detailed pictures of Zhou Yu's tunnel, she never thought about it. However, when she found that the person had broken sleeves, accidents became a natural thing. She knew that this wolf cub was best at stalking and hiding, and then killing people.

She and Zhexiu looked at each other, then walked out of the yard, with injuries, but not too serious.

Zhou Tong's cultivation level is much higher than Mo Yu and Zhexiu. Under normal circumstances, even if Mo Yu and Zhexiu join forces, they may not be his opponent.

Mo Yu and Zhexiu are the people in the world who want him to die the most. They were very prepared and chose to use poison at the same time.

Even so, Zhou Tong survived and escaped from the courtyard.

However, Mo Yu and Zhexiu were not in a hurry, because Zhou Tong had only half his life left and was not far from death.

When they walked to the street, Zhou Tong was still not far ahead.

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Zhou Tong has become a bloody man. Not to mention using his martial arts to rush, he can't walk too fast, and he stumbles forward...

Blood kept falling on the snow, and the color was very dark, like ink.

I don’t know where I went, but the shadows along the street seemed to be deformed.

Mo Yu came behind him, her black hair was slightly chaotic, and she gently brushed her slightly white face.

She didn't say anything, looking at his back expressionlessly.

She returned to Kyoto and was about to die with Zhou Tong. Unexpectedly, she was still alive now.

She doesn't care about being discovered by others and being seen by others.

Zhou Tong knew that she was coming and tried hard to speed up, but could not do it.

The snow street was very quiet, and he could only hear his heavy breathing.

Mo Yu held the half-broken sword and slashed downwards.

With a bang, Zhou Tong fell heavily into the snow, and a bloody mouth appeared on his left rib.

He still didn't look back, gasped, and tried hard to get up and continued to walk forward.

There is a mansion on the street. The gate is vermilion red, and a white banner stretches out to the corner of the wall, which is a little broken.

With a creaking sound, the door of the mansion was pushed open and someone walked out of it.

Zhou Tong knew who this mansion belonged to. There was no emotional change on his blood-stained face, so he continued to move forward.

The sword light flashed again, and another bloody mouth appeared on his body, and then he fell into the snow again.

An exclaim rang out on the stone steps.

Zhou Tong fell in the snow, coughing in pain, and blood kept splattering.

I don't know how long it took, but with a low whisper like a beast, he stood up from the snow again.

Mo Yu was behind him, holding a sword in his hand, and his blood was on it.

He didn't look back, but just looked ahead, gasping in a hurry and pain.

Snow Street is so clear and vast, and looking around, there is no one, where is he going?
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