Before the blood-stained sword edge slipped off, the sword edge in Wen Yu's hand was already pointing towards Bailian.
Balian didn't hurry and pushed Wen Zhendong's head hard, using her throat to meet the sword tip.
Wen Yu's brows jumped wildly, and her eyes met Wen Zhendong's wide-open eyes in horror. Even though she had a heart of stone and showed no mercy, with her intercepting him in front of him and releasing her strength, this sword probably wouldn't be able to kill that kid.
Jian Feng paused, Wen Yu's eyes were wild and he said: "What on earth do you want to do?!"
But in my heart, I was still frightened, thinking to myself, what tricks did this kid use? He was able to deceive the eyes of those two people and successfully sneak into the mountain environment!
Balian did not dare to reveal his identity as a corpse demon to the enemy at will. The scarlet light in his eyes had long since faded away, and his eyes were as clear and penetrating as ever.
He put his lips close to Wen Zhendong's ear and said softly and slowly: "I advise you two not to act rashly, especially you, Miss Wen. The sword in my hand is very sharp. If you are not careful... you will end up...
It is very possible that he will become like Lin Guiyuan."
Balian's voice had the unique warmth and gentleness of a young man.
But every word that fell into Wen Zhendong's ears was like poisonous centipedes crawling into her ears, making her tremble and lose her mind.
Lin Yuan's drooped head slowly raised, her dimmed blue eyes moved slightly, looking at the scene of Balian holding hostages, she moved her dry lips slightly, but could not say a word.
Bailian lowered his head and glanced at the golden crow vine that Wen Zhendong was holding tightly in his hand, and said again: "Miss Wen, your hands have soiled Lin Guiyuan's things, so can you give me that thing?"
Wen Zhendong trembled all over and subconsciously held onto the Golden Crow Vine tightly, her eyes resisting.
Balian's expression remained motionless, neither sad nor happy, but the sword in his hand came closer, cutting her skin deeper and mercilessly cutting a blood vessel in her throat.
The rupture of blood vessels causes blood to flow more rapidly.
"Uh...uh...uhhh!!!" Wen Zhendong was extremely scared. He couldn't even think about coveting these external things at the critical moment of life and death. He quickly raised his hanging arms and prepared to give him the Golden Crow Vine.
"Don't give it to me!" Wen Yu shouted loudly, looking at Wen Zhendong with a dark and dangerous look, sheathing her sword and extending her palm towards her, saying: "That's my thing, give it to me!"
He had seen the value and power of this Golden Crow Vine with his own eyes, how could he be willing to hand it over to an outsider.
To him, Wen Zhendong's life was not even half as important as the Golden Crow Vine.
Wen Zhendong was shocked and looked at his master with wide eyes in disbelief. The only man in his life was so heartless and untrustworthy!
Balian looked down at her half-raised hand. The Golden Crow Vine was still emitting the brilliance of spiritual power, as if it had become dusty after its owner died.
He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, with a hint of bitter irony: "In this world, the person who treats you sincerely and protects you has been killed by you yourself, but the bad feelings between you and your master cannot be exchanged for a person.
As for extraneous things, Miss Wen, let me ask you, are they really worth it?"
Wen Zhendong's eyes were desperate and desolate. He was stunned and did not hand out the golden black hairpin to Wen Yu.
Balian released the hand covering her mouth, and under Wen Yu's lustful eyes, he calmly took the trembling golden hairpin from her hand.
He continued: "Have you ever really looked back and looked at Lin Guiyuan's house, the pot of flowers carefully planted outside the door... you gave it to him. Whether it is you or the flower, he regards it as a treasure, he
More powerful than your master, but only you can kill him without any defense."
Wen Zhendong couldn't stop trembling all over, the fear in his eyes had long been replaced by an unknown complex emotion, and the color on his face had faded.
Even though there was a sword hanging around her neck at this moment, after hearing what Balian said, she somehow wanted to look back at the wooden house that she had never paid attention to.
Is there really a pot of flowers placed outside that door?
It's a pity that Balian didn't give her this chance. He let go of the Qiu Shui Sword in his hand and cut her life into pieces.
Blood spattered miserably from in front of Balian's body.
The vitality has been extinguished, but the edge of the sword has not stopped.
He held Wen Zhendong's chin with one hand, his movements were slow and bloody, but also showed a bit of cruel gentleness and grace.
Under Wen Yu's trembling eyes, almost ready to burst into flames...
He cut off her head.
The woman's body slowly slid down and fell against his body, leaving a bright red mark of blood on his gray tattered robe.
Warm and scarlet, it couldn't arouse any desire for blood in Balian.
For such a woman who was completely rotten from the inside out, her blood... was dirty.
His clear eyes were as clear as ever. This should be considered the first time Balian killed someone since his rebirth.
He took half a step back, his pale and handsome cheeks still stained with a few drops of blood. He held Wen Zhendong's head steadily with his left hand, and then threw it away casually, as if discarding an unsightly piece of garbage, rolling it all the way to
At the feet of Wen Yu, who was frozen and unable to move.
He said: "The gifts of the past will be returned in full."
After finishing speaking, he imitated Lin Guiyuan's previous actions, pinned the Golden Crow Vine in his hair, and rolled up his hair at will. Balian shook his sword, and the autumn water returned to its bright color again.
Wen Yu was trembling with anger. Wen Zhendong was his apprentice for the longest time.
He originally thought that the kid held her hostage to negotiate terms with him, but he never expected that the guy who looked like a soft-hearted little white rabbit would be so ruthless in his attack!
"You... deserve to die!" Wen Yu's eyes were filled with anger. With a wave of his hand, the disciples of the surrounding sects all surrounded him with cheers.
Bai Lian never thought about negotiating terms with Wen Yu. He had already seen Wen Yu's cold character.
Even with Wen Zhendong in hand, he didn't think that Wen Yu would be restrained because of Wen Zhendong.
The reason why he immediately approached Wen Zhendong was because he wanted to avenge that fool Lin Guiyuan.
Tide waves of corpses and demonic seas are swimming around, and the wind is rustling all around.
Balian stood with his sword in hand, squinting at the crowd, and said softly and gently: "Now that the matter is over, I won't ask you about the cause and effect, because you are all ruthless people, no matter how much blood is stained on your hands.
, you also have thousands of ways to say it, so now... you might as well let the sword in your hand speak for itself."
Because the sounds made by these people made him sick.
A group of demons in human skin, worse than animals!
Among the crowd, a young man suddenly smiled disdainfully and said: "Fellow Daoist Si Chen, you are too naive. Your trump card, the Yin Tiger Talisman, has already been used by you as a tactic to lure the tiger away from the mountain. Even though you lured away the strongest person here.
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