"I don't know why I didn't die..." Li Luo smiled and touched the tip of his nose. He didn't die like this, so he felt a little sorry.
"Haha, it seems that God is on your side." The mysterious man laughed loudly and touched the wound. He couldn't help but cough repeatedly. There were fine pieces of meat in the blood foam, which showed that the internal organs had been seriously injured.
Black Sword and White Sword had a cold face and said coldly: "Then I will kill you again."
The mysterious man glanced sideways at Li Luo and said with a faint smile: "Can Dingtian King of Dagan still fight?"
Li Luo smiled, stretched out a finger, and looked blankly at the black sword and white knife in front of him: "It still has the power of one sword."
Another sword strike. Even the black sword and white sword that boasts a thousand years of ups and downs can't help but get angry. Every time there is a final sword strike, but unexpectedly there will be another sword strike after the cut. How can it not make people angry?
Black Sword and White Sword held the black sword tightly and sneered: "Even if there is only one sword left, I can still take your lives."
The mysterious man laughed loudly, his expression was too arrogant, causing injuries in his body. His laughter stopped suddenly, he coughed a few times, spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva, looked at Li Luo beside him, and said with a smile: "Li Luo, what's the matter?
Can you fight alongside me?"
Li Luo smiled but said nothing.
sure……
On the stone platform, the black sword and the white sword laughed arrogantly. It was the anger of being forced into a desperate situation by a group of clowns, and the resentment of his repeated failures. The black sword swept across the stone platform with anger. In an instant, the entire stone platform was filled with swords.
The Qi was everywhere, and the sharp edge of the black sword could be seen everywhere, covering the entire stone platform under the sword Qi.
Facing the sword shadows all over the sky, Li Luo walked slowly to the side of the mysterious man. The two of them did not speak, but they made a tacit understanding and took action at the same time, facing the sword shadows that bore the brunt.
What kind of silence is the quietest? Orchid in an empty valley? Birds flying across thousands of mountains? Or solitary smoke in the desert... There is a sense of loneliness and quietness far away from the hustle and bustle in these scenery, so quiet that the birds are silent, and so quiet that you can hear a needle drop.
Quietness is like a dewdrop on the tips of grass leaves in the morning, and the first ray of morning light is the noise that disturbs the quietness. Whether it is from quietness to noisy, or from noisy to quietness, there is always a hand that casually removes the quiet atmosphere.
Stir it up, or soothe the noise with your hands. Quietness is a place, and it is also a kind of artistic conception. Some people are in a quiet place, but their hearts are wandering. Some people are in a busy city, but their hearts are as gray as death. It is quiet for a long time.
Yes, there is so much appropriate noise that can make people feel that they are still alive and well. It is better than lying on a chair and watching the sunset with the sunset and not knowing whether they can still see the sun the next day.
The twilight of the head. This kind of silence is just the helplessness before death. If some sudden sounds break the silence, it will naturally make the scene in front of you more alive. Of course, after it has been noisy for a long time, it will become quiet.
Li Luo had also visited various Zhuocheng fireworks places back then. Regardless of his concern for the people, he probably wanted to try which fruit snacks were delicious. He had recognized them a long time ago.
A court servant was very articulate and eloquent. He was as good as the storyteller in the wine shop. He could be regarded as an all-rounder. However, according to him, after returning home, the court servant could not speak a word and could nod without humming.
It's because we talk too much and make too much noise during the day. A rare moment of silence is so precious.
From quiet to noisy, and then from noisy to quiet, going around and around, in the end everything seems to be calm, but I don’t know how long this calm will last, thousands of years, or even longer, maybe it will be like the secret realm of heavenly fire
As shown in the video, the yellow sand is rolling in, the black fire is burning in the sky, everything will be destroyed in a chaotic chaos. No matter what the final result is, it will finally be peaceful, just like now.
The hustle and bustle on the stone platform disappeared, and it became quiet. In the end, it is stillness, and stillness is called recovery. If you can stop the turmoil, you can become quiet. Silence is a good thing, and you can see what the price of silence is.
It's not absolutely quiet. There is the sound of water dripping from time to time. Let's just call it the sound of water dripping. There are also one or two meaningless murmurs and moans. Such silence makes people feel very panicked. I wonder who can do it.
He shouted to disperse the suffocating silence.
In the middle of the stone platform, the black sword and the white sword still maintained the posture of swinging the sword forward. The black sword was held straight across the chest, passing through one person and stabbing into the shoulder of the other person behind him, almost piercing the two people.
It turned into a blood-colored candied haws. On the side of the black sword and the white sword, the Xiaomeng knife penetrated under the ribs and penetrated the chest. Perhaps it was Li Luo's last stab. He finally injured the black sword and the white sword, and it was fatal.
The Xiaomeng Knife is not in Li Luo's hands. He is six feet away, lying on the ground. He is still breathing. He is not dead yet, but there is blood seeping out from his mouth and nose with every breath. Even if he is not dead,
, depending on the situation, life is not that easy.
Bounded by the four people in the field, there are dozens of white bones lying within ten steps around you. The flesh and blood have long since dissipated, leaving only the crystal white bones, emitting a dense light. If you get closer and look carefully, you will find that these bones are also slowly changing.
, those flowing lights are gradually dimming, and the strength supporting the white bones disappears little by little with the dim flowing light. When the white bones collapse, the last traces of these people in the world will also be blended into the wind and sand, or disappear in the void.
Forgotten in the environment.
The black sword and the white sword held the black sword in one arm. Only the skeleton was left, which spread from the fingertips to the wrist. However, the flesh and blood on the wrist was still there. It seemed that the strange power related to the years had been replaced by another force that was comparable to it.
The force of the force blocked it, making it difficult to move forward. The black sword passed through the mysterious man's chest and sealed his throat with one sword, while the mysterious man's hands tightly grasped the black sword. Because he risked his life to block the black sword with his body, so
Gu Lianglei, who was able to protect his body, also asked Li Luo on the side to stab the Xiaomeng knife in his palm into the ribs of the black sword and white knife.
The shouts of killing that were heard on the stone platform earlier were loud. At this time, it suddenly became quiet. It was rare and valuable, but the price was too high. The four people on the scene were just the tip of the iceberg. There were corpses and corpses of men in black robes everywhere on the stone platform.
The remains of the Chinese cavalry, and even the Tiannan masters who originally planned to watch the fire from the other side, were not able to escape from the dispute. They were involved in the dispute and were killed or injured by the sword.
After a long time, Li Luo, who was lying on the ground, turned over, wiped the blood out of his eyes, struggled to look around, sighed, and fell down again. Before going north, he was full of confidence that he could put these things together.
The people who brought it took it back. Looking back now, it seems that as long as the whole army is not wiped out, it is already a great blessing among misfortunes. This chapter has been completed!