Eight hundred and sixtieth eight chapters live as gorgeous as summer flowers
?Chapter 868: Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers?
A slender hand pressed Lu Ya's shoulder. Lu Ya looked back, and his eyes met Liu Ye's smiling face.
"I will fight this battle!" Although Liu Ye had a smile on his face, his eyes were extremely determined.
For the first time, Lu Ya saw an extremely determined look in Liu Ye's eyes.
"He is very strong!" Lu Ya whispered. Hearing this, Liu Ye still smiled, "I know, but I have confidence!"
Turning around, Lu Ya looked at Huang Ming on the platform, closed his eyes, and felt the undisguised murderous intent on Huang Ming's body, and whispered: "He wants to kill someone!"
"If you go up, you might die?" Lu Ya turned around, looked at Huang Ming with the same expression, and chuckled: "So, I'm going!"
"Believe me!" Liu Ye still said this, and the two looked at each other.
No more words, Lu Ya saw Jue Ran in Liu Ye's eyes, and Liu Ye also saw Jue Ran in Lu Ya's eyes.
"Do you have to go?" Under Liu Ye's gaze, a bitter smile appeared on Lu Ya's lips.
"I have to go!" Liu Ye was still smiling, smiling so calmly and indifferently: "Otherwise, I will regret it for the rest of my life!"
"If you go, you have to come back again!" Lu Ya sighed slightly, stretched out his hand, patted Liu Ye's shoulder hard, and said nothing more.
Raising his head, Liu Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Huang Ming on the platform, and whispered: "Definitely!"
Holding the sword, Liu Ye turned around and looked at Feng Ge, depressed. The three of them glanced at each other, and immediately walked forward without any hesitation.
After walking a few steps, Liu Ye stopped, glanced at Shen Sheng again, and chuckled, "You still have the same temperament, Shen Shen!"
"You still have the same temperament, shouldering everything by yourself!" Liuye chuckled, a fierce momentum surged from his body, he raised his right foot, stepped on the falling snowflakes, and walked towards the platform step by step
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Hearing this, he raised his head depressedly, looked at the figure covered by the wind and snow, and whispered: "You must come back!"
Lu Ya could feel the killing intent in Huang Ming, and he could also feel the depression.
Coming in the snow, at least in Liu Ye's view, he was walking very gracefully at this moment, but in the eyes of Tianhua Sect and others, Liu Ye was destined to die now.
The power of the Sword God also condensed on Liu Ye's body, and the sword energy filled the surroundings, creating waves of sword wind.
The sword wind pulled the wind and snow, blowing Liu Ye's martial robe, and the white robe made a hunting sound.
When the snow fell, Liu Ye's figure landed lightly on the platform. Holding his sword, he performed a sword salute and said lightly: "Sword God Liu Ye!"
"I didn't expect you to come!" Huang Ming suddenly said in the wind and snow. At this moment, he realized that he couldn't understand the person in front of him.
No matter when, Liu Ye always has a faint smile on his face, smiling so calmly and indifferently.
"Really?" Liu Ye chuckled, snowflakes fell on the sword, and a crisp sword chant resounded.
"You know you are going to die, but you still rush to die!" Huang Ming said lightly, raising his sword, the sword energy transformed around him, and the cold wind blowing around him became even colder.
Huang Ming's murderous intention has been integrated into the cold wind, and the pressure of the second level of Soul Martial Arts spreads out. Its aura tightly locks Liu Ye, and the area within a few miles seems to be under his control.
"Some people live in the world and spend their lives doing nothing. Their lives begin and end in mediocrity!"
"A long time ago, I thought my life would be like this, with an ordinary beginning and an ordinary end!"
"Haha, have you ever seen fireworks? Have you ever seen shooting stars?" At this moment, Liu Ye and Huang Ming stood on the platform and talked like acquaintances.
Seeing this scene, the Tianhua Sect disciples who were shouting for Huang Ming were all startled. Why did Senior Brother Huang Ming talk nonsense to that person? He could just understand him with a sword.
"Fireworks?" Hearing this, Huang Ming raised his sword finger, and the sword energy flowed in his fingertips, creating a picture of fireworks blooming.