Decades later, a piece of broken building behind the woods, a young man with a single shape, stood in front of a slate with a blank expression, and his hands were back and motionless.

I don't know how long it took, the footsteps came out.

A white-haired woman, carrying a long, short, and long sword, slowly walked over a small road not far away.

"The thief, you are not afraid, this time I dare to ask me to meet here!" The white-haired woman stopped in the footsteps of a dozen feet, staring at the old man in the Qingpao, said coldly.

"Why don't you dare to come over with you. Over the past few decades, you have been killing me hundreds of times. But which one can really succeed! But now you have become more stable, if you change it decades ago, I am afraid I wouldn’t say anything nonsense at all, and I’m desperate to go to the old man in the morning.” The old man in the green robe turned and said with a light color.

"Oh, although I want to smash you a corpse, I have to admire you to escape. But you can rest assured that I will end your life with your own hands and dig your heart out and pay homage to my child's grave. of."

The white-haired woman is naturally Zhang Huan, who has been in the middle of the flowering year. But for decades, she did not know what the adventures were. Although her hair was full of white hair, her face was restored to the delicate appearance of her youth. At this moment, she finished her voice with hate. Afterwards, the eyes swept over the old man behind the earth bag.

This earthen bag is the unnamed grave that she did not erect tombstones when she buried her flesh and clothing.

Although this woman is somewhat strange, why does the other person know the place here, but at this time, she has been filled with hatred by the hatred and can no longer hold her arm, and she has all the swords in the back of Qingming.

"Hey, you can rest assured. I have been entangled for so many years, and I have been too lazy to escape. This time, you and I are two people who are not dead, only one person can live to leave this place." The old man in the green robe slammed his hand and turned his waist With one press, immediately a "squeaky" also pulled out a soft knife from the waist.

"Well, if it can be so, I naturally can't ask for it." Zhang Yan sneered, and when he was in shape, he rushed up to dance the double sword.

After taking a deep breath, the old man immediately greeted him with a knife.

In a twinkling of an eye, the two were fighting together in the ping-pong sound.

Compared with a few decades ago, the two people are obviously stronger than their moves and their skills. The more they are, the more they are even more thrilling in the sword.

Different from before, this time, the two of them are almost all attacking and defending.

In a little while, the white-haired woman had a few blood troughs, and the old man in the green robe was pierced by a hole with a **** flesh. The soft drooping had no action.

After the white-haired woman took a chance, she suddenly screamed, and the two swords in her hand turned into two shocking rainbows.

The old man in Qingpao hurriedly jumped to the side to let the two swords pass by, and laughed at the same time:

"You are a manual worker. I didn't know how many times I taught it many years ago. I really thought I could hurt me?"

The white-haired woman heard the words, but looked coldly at the opponent in front of her eyes.

When the old man of Qingpao found that something was wrong, there was a sound of breaking inside.

However, after the two shots of the sword were hovered, they turned back in the opposite direction.

"噗" and "噗" two sounds.

The two blood-stained blades immediately sneaked out of the chest, and the old man in the green robe suddenly fell to the ground.

"Giggle! This hand whirls off the sword, I practiced it ten years ago but I have never resisted it once in front of you. It seems that it is really right now. The thief, you finally fell to me. In the hands, the following is to cut off your limbs first, or to dig your eyes first." The white-haired woman saw this situation, and made a smooth and laughable laughter. Then, with the body shape, she came to the old man and the sleeves shook again. Another green scorpion flashed out in the hands, staring at the old man's face, said Senran.

The old man in the Qing robes looked down at the sharp edge of the chest, and then looked up and looked at the white-haired woman full of crazy colors in front of her face. However, her face showed a strange expression. After two coughs, she suddenly sang. A change of low said:

"Yes! It seems that Zhang Daoyou is indulging in this illusory world, but the talent on the kendo is still so amazing. Recently I can still dream about flying and smashing the flying sword to kill the enemy?"

"This voice..., you...who are you?" The white-haired woman had shaken her wrist and was ready to drive the dagger to the neck of the Qingpao man. But after listening to this statement, the face was "唰" and changed. It’s pale.

"You have been getting news all the time and can block me accurately and accurately. I have never doubted it. The old man of Qingpao smiled back.

Listening to the other man's voice, the white-haired woman began to tremble, and suddenly the dagger was closed, and the old man's face was picked up in one hand, and the hand quickly groped at the edge.

After a while, "small", a thin piece of paper was uncovered from the old man's face, revealing a young and youthful face.

"Liu Big Brother, it's really you! This is how it is, how can you dress up like this evil thief, and you can still maintain the same generality decades ago, is it also a flower that you can't eat?" The woman stared at the young face and asked with a tremble.

This young man is the "Liu Ming" who has never seen a woman again after several decades.

"The thief in your heart has always been me.

And those who have given you the news these years are also sent by me to tell you deliberately. As for my appearance, it is because I am only a foreigner to the present world. Naturally, I don't have to follow the laws of life, death, and death. "The voice just fell, Liu Ming suddenly stood up, both hands to the chest, a shot of two swords from the back was forced to fall, while the chest wounds quickly merged with the visible speed of the naked eye.

Such a strange scene, if it is changed to other times, naturally make the white-haired woman surprised.

But now, the woman's face is gradually cold, and suddenly the arm moves, the dagger is placed directly on the young throat, and at the same time, a word to Liu Minghao asked:

"In this way, you killed my child, everything is arranged by you. Why do you want to do this!"

When the voice just fell, the woman's dagger went forward, leaving a shallow blood mark on the throat of Liu Ming, blood and DC.

Liu Ming turned a blind eye to this, but only a few strange surprises, two hands "啪啪" took two shots.

The footsteps in the nearby woods rang, and a group of people came out of it.

The first is a middle-aged man dressed in a foreign outfit, next to a woman of similar age, with two young men and women behind her.

One of the young women, in the hands of a baby who looked like a few months old, looked at everything in front of him with a look of horror.

"What kind of tricks do you make, who are they?" Zhang Wei was shocked to see this situation, but immediately found that they were just a group of ordinary people, and Liu Yan shouted.

"Hey, Zhang Daoyou, look at their appearance carefully." Liu Ming said with a smile.

"The appearance? They are..." The white-haired woman was shocked to see the new generation of people, only to find that these people are very good-looking, especially for the middle-aged men who wear the outerwear for the first person. A kind of intimate feeling that cannot be counted.

"Show your palm out and show her." Liu Ming did not immediately answer the woman, but turned to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man hesitated a bit, or opened his left hand to the white-haired woman. As a result, in the middle of the palm of his hand, there were three red-blooded blood-sized scorpions, and the finished characters were arranged.

When the white-haired woman saw the bloody, immediately the body was severely wounded. The dagger in the hand was directly on the ground and did not know it. It was just that the eye was not staring at the middle-aged man, and the mouth was full of muttering. Discourses such as "may".

At that time, Liu Ming’s body swayed to the back of the white-haired woman, and suddenly took a shot to the shoulder, and shouted in the mouth:

"If life is a dream, Zhang Xiong Niang, don't wake up soon!"

"Life is a dream! Zhang Xiu Niang, Zhang Xiu Niang..." The white-haired woman’s original mood has already stirred up. After being thundered by the ear, the face is full of ecstasy, but there is a faint expression of faint expression. among them.

Liu Ming sees this situation great!

The drink he had just had, although he did not have the slightest mana in it, he also used a kind of secret technique from the fierce island to learn, and he could rely on the sound to shock the opponent's mind. He is used here now, and it really has some utility.

Just when Liu Ming wanted to re-apply, suddenly the thunder of the sky was rolling, and countless black clouds rolled out instantly, and then only Liu Ming could see the giant worms appearing out of the cloud. There is a lot of size in the mu, and it is sprayed under the mouth.

Liu Ming only felt a cold ice chilling in the vicinity, just like a roll from his white-haired woman.

"咕咚".

The white-haired woman immediately turned over and fell to the ground in the cold wind. The sudden and fascinating color that just appeared on her face disappeared without a trace.

Although Liu Ming stood still in the same place, but at the moment when the cold wind entered the body, the consciousness suddenly sank, and the whole person became groggy.

At this time, the sky worms were illusory, and only a vague collapse disappeared.

A year later, under a green hill, two figures of a man and a woman walked slowly along a small road.

The woman is Zhang Wei, the man is a wrinkled gray-haired old man, and can only see the sound of Liu Ming from the eyebrows.

"Liu Big Brother, you really can't think of why you should pretend to be a wicked person, take my child away but raise the cause of growing up." The white-haired woman asked the gray-haired old man while she sighed.