The Husky and His White Cat Shizun Chapter 232

Almost a scream of distorted, Xue Meng fiercely rushed to the teacher's side, but it was too late, Hua Binan was like a scorpion, and the **** of death was smas.h.i.+ng from the air, suddenly slamming the teacher from behind. Neck.

"Teacher!"

"s.h.i.+ Mingjing!"

The elders of death and death are also good, Xuemeng is good, and they all look back. Hua Binan has brought the sword to the sword and rose to the air. Under the bright moon of the round, the cold eyes The people who are doing the same thing below.

Xue Meng was going crazy, stepping on the dragon city and catching up, but in the middle of the way, the killer bee that was taken out by Hua Bi Nan forced him to move forward. He couldn’t wait, and he had to return to the ground and fall.

Hua Bi Nan made the neck of the teacher, and the slender finger wearing the ring of the snake snake slowly stroked the other's throat. Suddenly, "Oh!", a long thorn on the ring of the snake snake, flas.h.i.+ng 凛凛Cold light.

"The treatment of sputum is extremely difficult to repair." Hua Binan said slowly, "This young friend is young and not a lonely moon, and he can use it so easily. It is also a gift of talent."

He can do this, who can still not notice the people fighting on the ground?

For a time, Xue Zhengyi was also good, and the ink burned well. Even the late night of the junction of Chu, Ning, clearly saw that the teacher was taken by Hua Binan.

The smoldering of the ink burned out, and the anger was anxious. When the ghosts and scarves were red, they actually smashed the life of more than ten people, such as Huang Xiaoyue, and several unlucky ones were even directly hit by the edge of the sacred platform. If you fall down and there will be no echoes, you will be swallowed up.

"Hua Bi Nan! Let me go!"

The teacher looked pale and looked down at the ink and looked at Xue Meng.

He licked his lips and finally said, "Go to help the Master, don't worry about me."

"Teacher!"

Before the law, Chu’s night was also like a white paper. A pair of hands against the eyes could not shake and tremble. On the back of the hand, the blue veins burst, and a heart was hung to the throat.

s.h.i.+ Yan’s gaze turned and fell on him, and there was a trace of sorrow in his eyes.

"Master respect..."

"So smart." Hua Binan snorted and smiled. "I grabbed it, and I caught the apprentice of Chu Zongs.h.i.+?"

Chu nightning: "..."

"It is no wonder that at a young age, I have already learned something." Hua Binan is not praised. "So a good apprentice, when you are a master, don't you feel bad?"

"Hua Binan, if you hurt him, I will ask you to pay it back!"

"The implication is that today's guru is going to stand by?" Hua Binan smiled and yelled at the teacher. "Have you heard, save you, or seal the law, he chose the latter."

The teacher looked at the eyes, his lips trembled, but he did not speak.

Hua Bi Nan laughed and said: "In this way, I really feel a little bit distressed by this little friend. By wors.h.i.+pping a teacher, it is more important to see the righteousness than the apprentice's life. You are really pity." ”

Surrounded by hunting, there was no answer for a long time.

Xu is because the life is hanging on the line, the teacher squats in this silence, slowly open his eyes, he said: "Master, I am sorry."

"..."

"I know... you all remember that I used to do something because of my own desires. Those things, I still don't know whether it is right or wrong... I don't really deserve to be a disciple of the teacher. Many times, I do. I don’t want to give up my life.

"Teacher..."

On the high platform, Xue Meng listened to him and said that he couldn't help but think of the night when he was dead. He was guilty and sent them to the local government to save the teacher. However, the teacher was slightly embarra.s.sed and did not agree quickly.

The ink burned thought of the bowl of the year, and thought of the inn, the teacher made a glimpse of it, and apologized to tell him that the bowl was gentle, originally made by Chu.

And what about Chu Ning?

Chu Xi Ning thinks of Jin Chengchi’s sigh for the sword before he asks for the sword.

In addition, I can't think of his more regrets.

This person has always been gentle, perfect, and straightforward. He is like a snow in the winter, white and clean, so the dust on the snow and the one-and-a-half plum blossoms will be particularly eye-catching and extraordinarily embarra.s.sing.

His mistakes, his hesitation, his occasional selfishness, a little bit of eyes, are so clearly visible and unforgettable.

But he is also a very ordinary person, not a stone statue, a pair of paintings, he also has an affair.

But no one really knew him.

For Xue Meng, the teacher is a friend. He feels that this friend should be behind him, accompany him, affirm him and support him.

For the former ink burning, the teacher is the object of admiration. He feels that this object is of course holy, tolerant, warm, and flawless.

For Chu Yuning, the teacher is a disciple. He is gentle and approachable, with tolerance and tolerance for envy and appreciation.

At this time, they suddenly realized that the teacher had been quietly in front of Xue Meng’s best friend and follow-up cla.s.s, and in the ink of the former cinnabar, the later mosquito blood, in the night, the most inconspicuous, The most outrageous apprentice.

He has not been seen before, it is himself.

Hua Binan smiled coldly: "Do you have a last word to say?"

"Hua Binan, let him go!"

"Don't hurt him!"

"Don't hurt him to say it." Hua Binan said, "You all have a hand, you are sitting, waiting for you, I naturally do not need his life."

"..."

The law in front of Chu’s eyes was dark and clear. Obviously, when the law had reached the stage of survival, it was sealed or burst, and it was again. His hand was unrelenting, but he was shaking slightly -

This is not a ghost of the sky, the choice is only between the beggars, and even there is no time to think more.

This is to put the knife on his apprentice's neck, hesitate to him, and show him his own eyes, making him painful and th.o.r.n.y in the back.

Hua Binan slightly lifted his chin and smiled lightly: "How, the formation is open, you can fight again, but if this knife falls, it will be difficult to live again. The master can think clearly. ""

Just then, the teacher spoke.

His voice is not very loud, but it is still clearly audible.

“Actually, I don’t like to eat candied haws.”

"..." Hua Binan stared at him, seemingly did not understand what he meant.

The teacher did not cry, and the teacher was slightly smiling. He looked at the friends on the ground, the old people, and the master.

"I don't like to eat candied haws, but I don't like the Lord. When you were a child, you always let me help you. The most I want to repair is actually enchantment. Unfortunately, Master thinks that my talent is not enough, I will not give me too much, I... ..." His gaze fell on the ink-burning body. "A-burn, I actually know what you want to say on the day of the b.u.t.terfly town."

The ink burned and stunned, staring at him.

The teacher still smiled softly and peacefully: "...but then the master came back, and you never finished the words that were not spoken. In the restaurant, I saw you eating together, I look at your eyes, I know that you will not talk about the second half of the sentence in your life."

Ink burning: "..."

"I actually admire the lesser, I also... I also admire the Master." The teacher whispered, "Can you not because I am envious, I feel that I hate..."

"I never thought you hated it!" Xue Meng yelled, his eyes could not help but red. "I, I don't know if you don't like sugar gourd, I really don't know... s.h.i.+ Yi! Teacher! ”

Hua Binan was impatient. He grabbed the neck of the teacher and stared at the night, and said: "I count to three. If you don't stop, I will ruin him!"

"Don't!" Xue Mengcang looked back and shouted at the late night of Chu. "Master, stop first! Don't look at the teacher's eyes in front of us! Stop!"

"One."

The trembling of the tip of Chu’s fingertips has been invisible and is clearly visible to everyone.

He looked at the teacher, and the consistently fierce phoenix eyes were on the usual soft peach eyes, and the phoenix eyes were moist.

"two!"

"唦-"

At this moment, the blood is splas.h.i.+ng.

The shouts of Xue Meng and Mo-burning have almost become a sharp sword: "s.h.i.+ Yan!!!"

"...not counting three." The blood slammed down and the teacher raised his hand and covered his eyes.

He has never cried since the beginning.

But at the moment, there was blood in his eyes, and his fingers slid down his cheeks.

When he was counting up to two in Huabi Nan, he ran into the cold thorn that Hua Binan had hung in front of him. Hua Binan seemed to be able to close his hand when he was shocked. The spike was a few inches away. The sharp edge that had to be applied to the neck of the teacher had wiped his eyes and wiped his eyes. In an instant, the eyes were full!

"Under the jade balance, there has never been a drop, and... there has never been... weak."

"Teacher!"

"Teacher!!!"

The sound is broken.

Chu late Ning is also a big shock in his heart. He had already tried his best. At this moment, he saw the apprentice’s self-destructive eyelids, **** face, and could not help but soften the hand. The law suddenly slammed in this moment, crack In the middle of the madness, there was a wave of turbulence, and he actually hit him all in the chest and shook it out.

Chu night Ning violently took out a blood, but he was self-satisfied, and the backhand had to make up the tactics, but it was coming again. Under Hua Bi Nan’s sigh, he laughed. He picked up the shackles of the sergeant and pulled him up. His eyes sparkled with joy.

"I don't think you are so useful? It seems that if you kill you, it's a pity."

"What do you want to do with Hua Binan?!"

Hua Binan did not answer, only scolded Xue Meng, and then turned his eyes to the black mysterious enchantment that was rapidly splitting. He smiled and said: "This method combines the power of so many people, and finally it is going to open. The leader of the road, Yingjie hero, this is the first time that Huamou opened his life, and he tried to talk about it. What will happen next, I don’t know."

He said, the sword quickly fell, with the teacher, rus.h.i.+ng down the martyrdom of the soul-striking platform, and disappearing in front of the martyrdom, he threw the last sentence to everyone -

"You will stay here, have fun, this magnificent mountain, used to be buried in the bones, is not lost in a beautiful thing."

Almost at the same time, the sky came with a loud bang, which was like the ink on the rice paper, quickly opened, and swallowed most of the sky in the blink of an eye, even the moon was covered in a dark black back.

"what happened!"

"What is this in the end?!"

"Is it a ghost?"

"But the ghost world is not this color!"

At this moment, the people who had just played incompetently became a gra.s.shopper on the s.h.i.+p. They all looked up at the black curtain of the sky.

This may not be called a rip. Above the sacred platform, most of the scorpio has been split, and the darkness of the bottom is faintly faint and rus.h.i.+ng.

Huang Xiaoyue's face is sallow, his nose is swaying: "This is... Is there any monster behind this? Is there such a big movement?"

The ink burned and took the lead, and the hand held the ghost at the forefront. Suddenly, a thunder was pa.s.sed through the night.

Rumble -!

Thunder is broken!

"Cracked!!"

"There is something behind! Something comes out!"

"Is it a ghost?!"

Xue Meng saw ink burning and Chu nightning was too close to the dark crack, rubbing the tears on his face, and ran towards his cousin and his master, but he was Xue Zhengyi. Lived, and pulled tightly behind him.

"father!"

"Don't go, stand here!"

"I don't want to! I want to be with the teacher, to be with my brother!"

Xue Zhengxuan’s eyes are actually fierce than ever. He can’t let it go: “You don’t want to die?! Do you know –”

The rest of the words are like a dead branch, and he doesn't say anything more.

Xue Meng cried.

Almost squatting: "Hey, I am going to help them, the teacher has been taken away, I can't hide behind you and see that any one of them is hurt! Please!!"

Xue Zhengyi had not yet answered, and the darkness of the array was braving the smoke and thunder, and there was only a layer of rolling clouds coming from there.

Closer, I found out that a group of monks dressed in black and covered with masks!

They stepped on the sabre, relying on the virtual wind, from the thunder and lightning, descending from the sky, a group of one by one, can not see the martial art, can not see the road, the headed man wearing a luxurious cloak embroidered with gold silk wire, wear With a hood, he also covered his face with a silver-gray skull mask. He held his hands in the air, and the winds of the eight sides converge, and the clouds are condensed. Even if they don’t say a word, they all have immeasurable enthusiasm.

"What exactly is this?"

Xue Zhengxuan was shocked.

Others who have seen the world are few, but they can’t say a word. They only look at the sky with a blank look.

Is it a ghost?

But not right, there is no such ghost.

There are more and more people from the black cloud in the sword, dozens of people, hundreds of people... Finally, the black scorpion stands on the sky, and it is not like the monks on the ground, nearly a thousand people!

Xue Zhengqi Li Ran, half a sigh of gas and sighed: "Is it a man who is a ghost? Why not self-reported?"

"..." When the man turned his eyes and his eyes fell on Xue Zhengyi, it seemed to have some meaning.

"Speak! You can understand what we are talking about?" Xue Meng also shouted.

The man did not say much, paused, raised a pale, slender hand and settled in the air.

Then, a wave of words, concise and concise.

"kill."

The author has something to say: The enemy who is not a rival is finally playing, and you must know who he is, and give him a face tomorrow.