Chapter 68

The "good play" just now seems natural and unrestrained, but in fact, it is more difficult and dangerous than when Shen Fangge was defeated.

Lien Chan had dozens of scattered repairs, and the weakest was the peak of listening to thunder. Six thunder pools in his body were frantically squeezed and were almost on the verge of drying up at any time. Lu Li's flying sword technique, which looks extremely fierce, is the "feat" that Lu Li achieved only by holding his last breath and struggling with the consequences of his visceral injuries.

Now he is half leaning on the rock, exhausted the last bit of strength.

The broken leg warrior was silent. Although he realized that the young man around him was running out of oil and the lamp was dry, he still didn't dare to do it.

The courage of the warrior between life and death is more important than cultivation.

A warrior who has been killed with courage is no different from a fierce beast with his claws cut off.

Of course, if he dares to do it, Lu Li, who has quietly opened the attribute panel and improved his physique, will let him know what is more terrible resilience than monsters.

The extreme squeezing of the six minefields is likely to damage the foundation. But at the moment, Lu Li only felt relaxed and had no regrets.

There is even a mood to chat with the martial arts around him, and his tone is relaxed: "do you regret walking on the road of the devil gate warrior?"

The broken leg warrior was silent for a moment and hung his head: "what's the difference between right way and evil way?"

"In the final analysis, no matter what kind of skills the martial arts practitioners practice, they are all fighting. Fight with heaven, with earth, with people, for resources, martial arts, and even the blessed land of cultivation... "

"To win, to go further, to lose, is to be doomed."

Said, the broken leg warrior seems to feel that he said some nonsense, after a pause shook his head: "no regret."

"It's good if you don't regret it, or you'll show regret before you die. Although I won't be soft hearted, I'm not comfortable." Lu Li smiles a few times.

This smile, but also spit out a big mouthful of blood.

There is no way, even if the level of physical fitness can bring stronger resilience, but it can't recover the blood and blood deficit caused by the crushing of thunder pool.

One side of the broken leg warrior heard the killing intention in Lu Li's words, but didn't think there was anything wrong.

He killed dozens of people without blinking an eye. There is no reason to let him alone.

And now, the broken leg warrior has also guessed why Lu Li would pursue and kill them.

However, he still had some doubts: "Renjiu is just a treasure medicine made by special secret method after being erased from consciousness. When they become human wine, they are dead. Is it worth pushing yourself to this point for the sake of a few mortals who have died long ago? "

"Who said I did it for them?"

Lu Li asked in a strange tone.

Broken leg warrior lenglengleng, "not for them, then what are you for?"

Lu is living in a clean world. Killing or being killed, sometimes even no reason is needed. What's more, those mortals who have no difference from mole ants in the eyes of martial arts? "

"All the people of the devil sect believe that the weak is the original sin." The broken leg warrior's voice was low and did not refute anything.

In this dangerous world, being weak and small is itself a mistake. This truth, which has been firmly believed for thousands of years, is actually very unreasonable.

But no one wants to shake it.

No one wants to be that fool when it comes to their own interests.

Therefore, in the eyes of the broken leg warrior, Lu Li's behavior of revenge for wine is not very smart.

"Maybe you're right. Weakness itself is a mistake. But it has nothing to do with why I want to kill you. " Lu Li took out the sword indifferently, pulled off the broken corner of his clothes and gently wiped the body of the sword. He said calmly, "to kill you is just for peace of mind. The existence of any life is hypocritical and selfish. Those who hold high the banner of protecting the way from evil are not necessarily good. I am obviously not that kind of rubbish. "

"It's just that everyone has a bottom line. You have stepped on my bottom line. If you don't kill you, I'm afraid I can't sleep at night. "

With that, Lu Li put the sword blade across the neck of the broken leg warrior, and said faintly, "what will be the last words?"

After listening to Lu Li's words, the broken leg warrior never opened his mouth, or even avoided the cold feeling of his neck. He raised his head and looked at Lu Li with a look at a madman. His voice was hoarse and he said, "people like you will not live long."

"That's none of your business." Lu Li didn't look at him. He was about to exert himself. However, the broken leg warrior took the initiative to hit the sword edge, which made the sword edge cut his throat.

A touch of warm blood splashed to Lu Li's cheek, making him slightly stunned.

As the broken leg warrior was unable to fall down, Lu Li came back to himself and sighed, "this is my sword. You are not suicidal."

The broken leg warrior made a "Ho Ho" sound, as if laughing at Lu Li, and soon died in silence.

Lu Li picked up the points on his body, stood up with a long sword, looked around, and slowly closed his eyes.By this time the sunset was over.

The bamboo grove was completely darkened.

A gust of night wind mat, Luli used to tie the hair of the cloth in the experience of just that fight after already unbearable, at this moment was swept away by the breeze, long hair scattered.

"It's time to learn how to tie your hair with others." Lu Li stood in the center of many corpses, inexplicably produced this idea in his heart.

Then he pulled a piece of cloth from his body, and the sword station, raised his hands and simply tied a horse's tail.

The boy was covered with blood and tied his hair in the night wind. This strange scene bathed in the faint moonlight fell completely into the eyes of the master and servant hiding in the dark.

"Little Saint We saw his face, what to do... "

In the not thick bamboo forest, the maid clutching the little master's hand, looked around to find a hiding place.

But the girl in purple did not answer her words, but stare at the figure of Lu Li.

Although Lu Li was very embarrassed at this time, her pretty face was also covered with blood, but in the eyes of the girl in purple, there was another unspeakable feeling.

After a long time, until Lu Li's figure had left from another mountain road, the girl in purple could not help but sigh: "how can there be such a beautiful person in the world?"

When the maid heard her words, she said strangely, "there are many more beautiful disciples in the clan. They are very attentive to you on weekdays, but you all say that they are rubbish and never give a good word to you? Although the boy looks good, he is not as good as Isn't it beautiful? "

She did not agree with the aesthetic taste of her little master.

However, the girl in purple disdained her lips and didn't bother to explain to her.

Those rubbish in the family are more beautiful than women. Where is a man?

In any case, Lu Li was covered with blood, and the scene of binding her hair under the moon left a very strong impression on the girl in purple, as if she had taken root, deeply engraved in her mind.

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