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"Sword Two is dead!" The first thing Jian Liu said when he saw Jian Chen walking into an inn in a daze.

Sword Six no longer cared about the expression on her face. She felt very tired, and was unable to investigate just what had happened.

Unexpectedly, Solitary Sword only nodded his head, "It's good that he died, but it's also good that he died! "He's crazy, and I can't find any way to help him. It's good that he's dead, and that's it."

The expression on Solitary Sword's face was very indifferent, seemingly happy, but also seemingly relieved.

Back then, when his father had brought him back, Jian Chen had always liked this clever brother of his. He had taught him the rules and taught him how to practice the sword, and in his heart, he had actually treated Jian Er as his own brother.

He truly liked Jian2 from the bottom of his heart. Jianwu was a simple and honest man with good relationships with people, and everyone liked him, but JianEr was different. He was too smart, and no one dared to approach him, as if they thought that a genius like him might have a unique pride!

However, One Sword knew that things would not turn out like this. Jian Er was smart but very innocent, and he really did like to communicate with others. However, they did not give him the slightest opportunity and separated him from them, subconsciously distancing him from them, causing his temper to become increasingly strange.

Swordtwo liked her, and so did Swordtwo. However, Swordtwo was unable to say it out loud. Even if they subconsciously approached closer, they would either be blocked by Swordfive or Swordsix would avoid it.

He must be very lonely!

The sword often saw Jian Er sitting by the well in the middle of the night and talking to his shadow, and also often saw him twitching his shoulders in the dark. However, there was nothing he could do. He could only try his best to find him to talk to, or leave him the best thing.

However, these things were often said that he did not like it and were handed over to Jianxin. In truth, how much did he like it? He often circled around Jianxin as a child, begging for it.

However, he had turned this liking into love and gave it to Sword Six. He would never tell Sword Six everything that he had silently done.

Until one day before he left the mountain, Jian Wu, Jian Wu, and Xiang had arranged to get married after returning from this trip, which completely destroyed Jian Er's thoughts. He became silent and no longer communicated with anyone, until one day, when he disappeared into the night, he came back as he always had and became a lot more cheerful.

That night, he did not see Jian Er, so he similarly waited at the window for a long time …

"Maybe he deserves to die!" Jian Er slowly closed his eyes, and the figure of the Six Blade Sect's decisiveness slowly bloomed in his heart, before immediately dissipating like a bubble.

He finally thought of a sword strike. This man who took care of him like an elder brother. He felt regret. For the sake of such feelings, he had hurt the person who cared for him the most.

He had also regretted his decision to retreat when he was in the tiger pouncing forest. That way, he would not make a move, but in the end, it was too late. Sword Five was heavily injured, so he remembered the words of the person who came to find him that night.

His name was Liu Dong Yi, the grandson of the Lv Village's elder Liu Zongyuan, but because of the internal strife within the Lv Village, he had to be handed over to the Seven Swords of the Sky Mountain to be coached. That person told Jian Er that his grandfather had always been paying attention to him, so if he did not want Jian Lu to marry Jian Wu, he could only find an opportunity to have Jian Wu leave.

But ah, when he saw that Jian Wu was seriously injured, an evil idea suddenly appeared in his mind. He wanted Jian Wu to die, because only then would Jian Liu be able to accept him.

There was no way for him to save Swordfive, even if he was an honest and honest person. So what, Swordfive had almost never communicated with him, in the entire Tianshan Mountains, only Swordfive would care about him, only Swordfive would care about him.

"The aura is getting weaker and weaker, I'm afraid I'm going to die!" Perhaps I shouldn't have had these thoughts and feelings for Sword Six. If that were the case, I would still be able to stay by your side and wouldn't have made it so difficult for you. " Jian Er tilted his head. His face was covered in blood, but he could no longer feel the pain. His eyes slowly became moist, but he was unable to stand up no matter what.

Die! So be it!

In the middle of the forest, after Jian Er was diagnosed as Sword Five, he subconsciously reached out his hand to check Sword Five's injuries. That sharp metal Qi was used to cut off the wood Qi that was rushing around in Sword Five's body.

It was too late, his actions were too late, his control over the five elements was far greater than his own, he did not want to save Swordfive, so Swordfive could not possibly survive, and with Swordfive's meridians completely shattered, he would be a cripple even if he survived.

In an inn, the five swords of Tianshan had ordered quite a few fine wines, and everyone sat there drinking them one bowl after another. In an inn, the five swords of Tianshan had ordered quite a few fine wines, and the group sat there drinking themselves one bowl after another.

But what did it matter? Originally, their relationship with Jian Er had been ordinary. As for Seventh Sword, he had a blank look on his face. He was already drunk, and as if he were a bit tired, he crawled on the ground and slept soundly.

Dao Wuleng also ordered a jug of wine to accompany Mu Tu to sit at the table next door. The two of them chatted idly, their moods were not very good, but they did not know why.

Tomorrow, we will take a boat and travel by water. We will be able to return to the Quan Jiao city in about half a month. Mu Tu shot a glance at the table next to him from the corner of his eyes.

"Of course, don't worry. I've already thought about it. The wine from this inn is very good. When the time comes, I'll move a few jars to take it away." Dao Wuleng nodded his head, it didn't matter, he did not want to pay anyway, and he had no money.

"However, I'm afraid that the news along the way won't be very good!" The further they go, the more these western barbarian who were wandering in the Central Plains would fight with all their might. Amongst them, there are many who are terrifyingly strong, so compared to your Martial House's Mei Zun, oh, right now we call him the Venerable One, Fa Wuliang is not inferior at all. " Dao Wuleng patted the empty jar, and signaled the waiter to bring another jar over.

"Just you wait!" Since the battle is about to start, these western barbarian will not be able to fight for long. Once the Ku Hai City intervenes, those elite fighting forces will be able to keep them here. " Mu Tu shook his head, feeling extremely disdainful of Dao Wuleng's worry. Even with his current realm, he couldn't imagine just how powerful those old fellows who were even about to become ancients were.