"Why did you have such cultivation at a young age? And I heard that it was a woman, but how could it become a teenager?"

Looking at the boy who was forced to resist the umbrella and sword in front of him, the Blood Eagle was a little shocked.

The blood eagle's hands were clawed, shining with a metallic luster, and was as sharp as gold and iron. Before Yun Bingqing met him, he had already broken several good players. At this time, he was frequently frustrated under Yun Bingqing's hands. Not only was he beaten to resist, but his hands were also frozen and a little stiff.

He was a famous master of the Condor Heroes outside the Great Wall. Because his senior brother robbed his love with a sword, he wanted to occupy his junior sister. In anger, he killed his senior brother and fled to the Central Plains, joined the Blood Wind Horse Thieves Group, and fought from an ordinary horse thief to raising his own blood flag.

Later, his martial arts became great, and he even brought the Blood Eagle Group back to the frontier, slaughtered the former sect, killed everyone, and snatched the junior sister back.

But at that time, the junior sister could no longer look directly at him who was murderous.

Standing in front of the corpse pit of ten thousand people at the master's sect, she faced him covered in blood and placed his sword across his neck.

He will never forget her tears at that time...

He never thought that a person's eyes could contain so many different emotions.

There are some meanings that he cannot understand, such as strangeness, hatred, despair, disappointment, and... reluctance and nostalgia.

"Senior Brother Yin, Mi'er still loves you...but not you now."

"My beloved Senior Brother Yin has drowned in the pool of blood of his fellow disciples and will never be reborn."

"I'm sorry, I'm going to break my promise..."

"Life well, don't, kill someone again..."

She smiled and closed her eyes, and the beautiful past was as if covered in dust.

If... can be done again...

Unfortunately, there is no if...

Sword dance, blood splattering.

"don't want!!!"

The warm blood was obviously just touching the ground, but it made his heart hurt.

He rushed over, his petite body colder faster than he thought.

...

Since then, his temperament has changed drastically and he rarely kills people by himself. He usually robs him until no one resists. The Blood Eagle Banner has been regarded as one of the few flags in the Blood Wind Horse Thieves Group.

Because there was a girl in his heart that made him smile.

A girl with no thoughts.

A girl who made it difficult for him to kill indiscriminately.

At this moment, he looked at the petite and beautiful boy in front of him. He was obviously a man, but his sword was so beautiful that he danced like a thorny rose.

For some reason, he actually remembered his junior sister and gradually overlapped his figure.

At that time, my junior sister was extremely talented. The master's sword technique was like a vague divine butterfly in her hands. It was not only sharp but also agile and lively with a graceful sword posture.

"If it weren't for me, she would have been famous now."

The Blood Eagle thought of self-deprecatingly, and the claws in his hand couldn't help but hesitate for a moment.

"Blood Eagle, what dreams are you having at this time?"

The Blood Wolf roared. The two of them could not bear Yun Bingqing's continuous umbrella sword rapid attack. At this time, the Blood Eagle released the water, and his pressure naturally increased suddenly. A pair of crescent scimitars only had the ability to resist.

"Sorry, I can't do anything to her!"

After seeing the Blood God flying over, the Blood Eagle decisively pulled away and rushed to the other teenagers who were fighting with their men.

"you!"

The blood wolf was about to curse her, but suddenly the pressure was reduced.

"The leader of the Blood God, it's just right. This young man is a bit weird. I and the Blood Eagle can't suppress it. At this critical moment, the guy didn't know what he was crazy about, but he even ran away!"

The blood wolf's expression turned up, and the two scimitars brought a sword light, and they counterattacked Yun Bingqing again.

The Blood God helped him from the side and rarely took action, but Yun Bingqing had to devote more energy to the Blood God.

Because intuition told her that the man in front of her was very dangerous and very dangerous!

...

"Don't Feng's family end up having fun?"

Blood Dragon raised his spear and walked towards the battlefield where he had already fought in chaos. When he passed by Blood Phoenix, he turned his head and asked casually.

"Look, let's talk about it."

Xue Feng frowned and looked at the mist condensed in the sky, took the wine bowl handed over by Aping, and drank it sipped.

Although she was one of the eighteen commanders of Blood Wind, she had been guarding the main village and rarely left. It was a bit strange that Jiang Wu was floating into their village tonight, which made her guard against it.

Furthermore, she almost never participated in the battle in the village. Her main energy was to focus on the internal and external management of Xuefeng. For example, many business industries in the world were under the Blood Wind Horse Thieves Group, but few people knew about it.

First, some legitimate business can ensure continuous financial resources, and secondly, it also makes it easier for them to grab and sell themselves so that they will not be cheated by middlemen.

Inside, she helped the Blood Wind Horse Thieves replenish new blood, recruited and trained horse thieves. For example, many of the small leaders under the Horse Thieves Group are taught and supported by her, so she has great prestige in the Horse Thieves Group, second only to the Big Head Blood Dragon.

After receiving the response from the Blood Phoenix Model Ling Liangke, Xuelong didn't care. He chuckled and rushed into the battlefield of the chaotic battle, rushed straight towards Zhuang Yanqiao. Xueyin also ate the last bit of lamb leg meat at this time, and followed Xuelong's footsteps with a gloomy face with his own knife.

Although he would not be punished by the leader if such a big mistake happened this time, if he couldn't handle it well, the credit would be greatly reduced.

With an angry face, he wanted to cut off these people who destroyed his plan at this moment.

So, the first thing that was to bear was Mo Xiaoli, who was busy with the rush of several leaders and was protected by a group of people, using the sound of the piano as the knife.

...

Zhuang Yanqiao was still at siege by the Blood Tiger, Blood Bear, and Blood Leopard. The two swords in his hand were strong and fast, and the other was elegant and difficult to find. They were completely different sword styles, but they were perfectly integrated by him, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and reality.

The sword dances flew down, and the cold light slashed all over the sky like a horse, and the three of them were defeated step by step.
Chapter completed!