A person who wishes to die will never fall down easily if his thoughts are still lingering.
Jiang Yichen will never fall before his two enemies.
He knew very well that he could not hold on for too long. He had to finish off Ao Jiudao and Ji Liuer as soon as possible, and if he wanted to finish them off as soon as possible, there was only one way.
Show the enemy that you are weak, use your body as bait, and risk your life with your life.
Realizing that Jiang Yichen was weak and at the end of his crossbow, Aojiudao and Ji Liuer immediately flew forward. Ji Liuer's movement was faster and he was already approaching in an instant.
Ji Liuer's left claw jammed Jiang Yichen's sword. Just when he was secretly happy that he could kill Jiang Yichen with his right claw, he found that there was an unbearable pain in his neck and he couldn't breathe.
"If you try hard to catch, Tianshang will break his plume hand. Sure enough, he was still negligent." Ji Liuer sighed secretly in his heart.
Jiang Yichen's left hand was not restrained. Before Ji Liu'er's right paw arrived, his left hand had already come out, retracted, moved in, waved, and folded, and in an instant, Ji Liu'er's Adam's apple was removed.
Before he completely lost consciousness, Ji Liuer's right claw lost its accuracy, but its strength did not decrease and he still grabbed it out. No matter what, he could still use his last strength to create some trouble for Jiang Yichen.
But Ji Liuer didn't expect that his last effort and his last claw would actually be the trigger for Ao Jiu's death.
Ji Liuer's claws scratched along the scars on Jiang Yichen's face, and directly tore off most of the skin on Jiang Yichen's face.
At that moment, Jiang Yichen felt that the world in front of him was completely dyed red, and the pain on his face was heartbreaking.
However, the pain did not make Jiang Yichen forget his hatred. No matter how unbearable the physical pain was, it could not overcome the pain in his heart. He would not give up until he completed his revenge.
With his eyes soaked in red curtains, Jiang Yichen still found the location of Aojiu Sword. Shuangxue's true energy was released, locking the figure of the enemy not far away.
From Ji Liuer's attack on the sluggish Jiang Yichen, to Ji Liuer's claw grabbing at Jiang Yichen before he fell to the ground, the situation changed in an instant, making Aojiu Dao overwhelmed, but what he saw next frightened him.
Living.
Ao Jiudao has seen extremely ugly people, and his companion Ji Liuer is one of them. Ji Liuer has a chicken mouth, which is really embarrassing, but he has never seen anyone uglier than the boy in front of him.
There was nothing but blood on his face, and he couldn't even tell whether the person had eyes, a nose, or a mouth.
Ao Jiudao was so frightened by Jiang Yichen's infiltrative appearance that he was so frightened that he committed suicide, and was pierced through the heart by Jiang Yichen like a meteor.
Killed with one sword, but the sword in Jiang Yichen's hand did not stop. He only knew that no matter how much he did now, he could not buy back the lives of Yin Niang, Liu Qi, Xue Qing and the hundreds of people on Xishan Island.
Jiang Yichen was roaring, and the purple jade dragon-scaled sword was roaring. It kept pulling out and piercing Ao Jiudao's body, piercing through it again and again.
Not long after, Ao Jiudao's chest and abdomen had been stabbed into a hornet's nest. Even though he was already dead, he could not lie down quietly like his two companions.
Gradually, the Purple Jade Dragon Scale Sword could no longer bring out the endless strips of red silk from Ao Jiudao's body. It must have dried up.
And Jiang Yichen's eyes finally darkened, and he fell down, but he didn't know whether it was rain, sweat, tears, or blood that wrapped him.
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It was dark at night and the rain had not stopped. Inside a simple wooden house on Xishan Island, the ground was covered with dust, but there were some traces of wet soil.
In addition to the dusty tables and chairs, there were only a lit candle that had been overturned from somewhere and a lonely old man.
The old man was lying between the chairs, with his hair disheveled and his body slightly wet. He was dragging his head with one hand, his eyes closed, and his breathing was even but slow.
Maybe the rain outside was too loud, so the old man didn't hear the footsteps of the visitor approaching the wooden house, but the ajar door had been pushed open, and he knew who the visitor was without raising his eyes.
The visitor took off his raincoat, took off his sword, and threw it casually outside the house. He was too lazy to wipe off the rain and blood on his clothes, so he walked into the house. His usual steady pace seemed a bit depressing at this moment.
heavy.
The old man wanted to stand up, but found that he couldn't use his legs.
The old man wanted to speak, but he couldn't say those two words, "how".
The old man knew very well what would happen on Xishan Island now, and he could no longer deceive himself.
In the end, all the old man could do was put down his hands, straighten his body, and open his sharp eyes.
"No one left on the island escaped, and no one survived." Nangong Yan just told the truth that the old man had expected, "Everyone's bodies have been arranged in one place, and they will be buried one by one when the weather clears tomorrow.
"
"These old brothers have lived on the island for ten or twenty years. Let's find a good place for them to rest according to their own preferences." The old man tried his best and finally managed to speak, but his breath was a little weak, as if he was tired.
pole.
"That's all we can do." Nangong Yan found another chair and sat down with a thud.
"How many people are coming?" the old man asked.
"Not a single one was left behind." Nangong Yan replied.
"It's not surprising at all." The old man said.
"Surprisingly, this critical moment was grasped very tightly." Nangong Yan said.
"The front leg stirred up chaos in Pinghai County, causing all the nine provinces to fight against each other. The back leg went directly to Xishan Island, killing everyone, taking away the remaining resource reserves, and leaving people to ambush and surround each other.
They are pressing forward step by step, making people feel suffocated. If it were not restricted by the terrain of the island, I am afraid they would have been ready to annihilate us here." The old man took a long breath, realizing that he might really be old.
Every step must be half a beat slower than the opponent's, and only then can the enemy take advantage of the opportunity to sneak in.
"In the past, our opponents fought alone, but now they all work together to keep warm. Although we have alliances, it is difficult to form a true united front in the face of exploitation. In most cases, we fight independently.
We are the only ones around you who are not smart enough, so you will naturally be tired of dealing with it alone, so don't blame yourself too much." Nangong Yan heard the guilt in the old man's heart and comforted him.
"If we continue like this, there is no solution. We have already made too many hidden moves. If we continue like this, when the sky changes color, we will no longer be able to turn it around." The old man sighed softly.
"You mean, take the initiative?" Nangong Yan frowned.
"I have to." The old man said solemnly.
Nangong Yan knew that as soon as the old man said these words, a storm would definitely set off after leaving Xishan Island.
"By the way, how is Chen'er's condition?" Nangong Yan asked.
"There was a lot of blood loss and the injuries were quite serious. My life can be saved, but..." The old man hung his head and felt a pain in his heart when he mentioned Jiang Yichen. "The injuries can be cured, but I am afraid that my heart is dead."
"Judging from the death conditions of the three evil spirits of greed, anger and stupidity, Leng San'er was killed without even reacting, but the remaining two evil spirits were killed by Chen'er forcefully. This child had no intention of surviving." Nangong Yan
Recalling the scene he saw when he arrived at the scene before, like the old man, his heart was full of worry, "If Chen'er sinks like this..."
"Well, after all, I didn't do it right. Such a piece of jade broke into pieces before it was sharpened into a sharp edge. Now if I want to glue it together, I can only count on him to overcome this hurdle by himself." The old man closed.
Eye way.
"Fortunately, those bastards won't come here again. It's okay to let Chen'er stay here." Nangong Yan sighed.
"It's just that I'm too lonely, and I'm afraid of being in love with others." The old man said.
"What about those children in Shi Mansion?" Nangong Yan suddenly reminded.
"You're right to remind them. Piao Ling can't let anything go wrong again. They'll have to spend more time and energy looking after them from now on." The old man rarely puts his money on a very small number of people, but in recent years, all the capable people in the alliance have
After losing his life, he has gradually reached the bottom where no one can use him. He has to focus on the future, and Jiang Yichen and Luo Piaoling are the future he values. Now they may have broken a sharp sword. This think tank can no longer
lose.
"Well, I will arrange it." Nangong Yan said.
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Seven days later, in a wooden house on Xishan Island.
An old man and a young man are among them.
The old man is an old man. Although he has deliberately arranged his face, his bloodshot eyes and slightly pale complexion still reveal his fatigue these days.
Many people know in their hearts that this is the old man's final despair. When he steps out of Xishan Island, all negative emotions will be thrown away by him, and he will use the most deadly means to fight back.
The young man was Jiang Yichen. His body and face were wrapped with thick gauze bands, and his vision was blurred, but he no longer cared. He also knew that the person in front of him was an old man, but he no longer cared about this.
The old man came here specially to tell Jiang Yichen that Xishan Island has been basically taken care of, and all the people from the Daoyi Alliance will evacuate tomorrow.
This was the second time Jiang Yichen woke up. Two days ago, after waking up, he touched Huo Yinniang's grave and stayed there for most of the day, until the drizzle came unexpectedly, and his body could not bear the feeling.
Han Liang was brought back after he was found unconscious on the ground.
"Perhaps you also know that in this situation on Xishan Island, we suffered the loss of being dumb, and we can only swallow the blood shed. However, there are some things we have to do, but those things can only be done in the shadows.
If you are determined to be Yin Niang, find out the enemy behind the scenes for the people on Xishan Island, and kill him with one hand, the Daoyi Alliance will still need you." The old man continued to talk to himself, and half the time of the incense stick had passed.