Song of Adolescence

Lihe Street.

The two Hu Benlang raised their heads.

Xiao Se and Lei Wujie were both taken aback.

The two people in front of them really shouldn't be the people of the tiger, but they are not the people they imagined.

"Lingjun." Lei Wujie frowned and looked at the two people, "Bo Yong."

Lingjun and Boyong smiled and stood apart. Lingjun looked around: "Only you?"

Lei Wujie nodded: "Yes, only us. We thought you would pretend to walk Chengfang Street, and then secretly enter the palace from Lihe Street. But it seems that we guessed wrong?"

"The question is, why are you only guessing wrong?" Ling Jun sighed, "I thought I would encounter more enemies here."

"Now back to Chengfang Street." Xiao Se turned his head.

But there was the sound of drawing swords behind him.

"Although the martial arts of the two of us are not very strong, since we are here, we also have our mission." Ling Jun sighed.

"I don't want to work with you. We shouldn't be enemies." Lei Wujie said, "Even I thought we were companions."

Ling Jun nodded: "We are not enemies, but in this matter, our position is still different after all. Today, I can only use my best, hoping to keep you for a while. Master's order is hard to violate. ,Sorry."

After Lei Wujie and Xiao Se looked at each other, they silently drew out the heart sword.

Jinxian, who had rushed out of the siege, drove his horse hard, Hu Benlang had already helped him keep all the enemies behind him, and he only needed to reach the palace as soon as possible.

But at the end of the long street of Chengfang Street, a purple python robe appeared.

Supervisor Jinxuan slowly walked to the center of the end of the long street, suddenly stretched out his sleeves, and shouted: "Jinxian!"

Jinxian stopped the horse, sighed softly, walked off the horse, and slowly said, "You still came."

"You used a lot of methods to try to make me think that you tuned Jin Yan and let him walk from Lihe Street. But you can lie to Xiao Se and the others, but you can't lie to me." Jin Xuan smiled and looked at Jin Xian," Because you have forgotten that we are real brothers in the same discipline, I know you better than anyone else."

Jinxian drew out the Wind Snow Sword and remained silent.

"Actually, I don't need to talk to Jinyan at all, I just need to follow you. Because of your personality, you won't give up Jinyan at this time and leave him to other people for protection." Jinxuan stretched out. Pointing to Xiang Jinxian, "Because of you, I only believe in myself."

"We brothers, are we going to fight here today?" Jin Xian asked rhetorically.

Jin Xuan sneered: "Put down the people in the carriage, and you return to your Hongyu Temple, then everything can be treated as if it had never happened."

"Really?" Jinxian walked forward step by step, "but besides Jinyan, I seem to have to draw a sword against you for one thing."

Jin Xuan looked at the jade-white finger that he stretched out, and smiled faintly: "Why don't you try it."

The air instantly became colder.

Jinxian swung a sword, frosty air, and rushed to Jin Xuan away. Jin Xuan waved his long sleeves, only extended a finger, and lightly pressed on Fengyujian.

That biting frosty breath receded more than half in an instant.

The two crossed by.

Jinxian's sword was cold, but sweat was already coming out of his forehead.

Jin Xuan still stood upright, with his hands tied behind him, and looked up at the sky leisurely.

"Xuhuai Gong." Jinxian said with a single word.

"Nine success strength." Jin Xuan turned around and said with a smile.

Jinxian said angrily: "It's you!"

"It's me!" Jin Xuan put away his smile instantly, and yelled abruptly, "I was the one who killed Jinyu, so what? As long as you stop me, you will die. You now let go and I will save you. ."

"I want to kill you for Jinyu." Jinxian said coldly.

"Only you?" Jin Xuan snorted coldly.

"And me!" In the carriage, the pudgy figure finally walked out. He put away the usual false expression. At this moment, his face is firm.

Supervisor of palm print, Jin Yan.

"I will fight with you with Jinxian." Jin Yan said every word.

"It's interesting, even you showed this awe-inspiring look. Is this the Jin Yan I know?" Jin Xuan sneered.

Jin Yan showed that hypocritical smile again in an instant. He looked at Jin Xuan: "I am sleek on the surface and treacherous inside, as long as anyone with eyes can see it. But the superintendent's disguise is really good."

"I told you very early that this time, we can choose." Jin Xuan said, "It's just that you chose the wrong one."

"If you should go to the palace, go to the palace. If you should stay here to fight, stay here to fight. How can there be so much nonsense?" A woman's voice suddenly sounded, and the three raised their heads and found a white-haired Ji Xue holding a stick. Standing on the eaves.

Jinxian was taken aback: "Why are you here?"

"Because I also made a choice, and I chose the right one." Ji Xue jumped, fell from the eaves, and stood beside Jin Yan. She patted Jin Yan on the shoulder, "Fatty, Run, run hard towards the palace, and it's left to us here."

"I saw you again. I didn't see it when I first saw you. Now I can confirm that you are Ji Ruofeng's daughter." Jin Xuan looked at her with interest.

"What does the supervisor want to say?" Ji Xue asked.

"How is your father?" Jin Xuan asked again.

"I'm dying, just like you." Ji Xue stepped out and ran straight towards Jin Xuan, flipping the cloud in his hand and waving at Jin Xuan's lazy waist.

Jinxian moved at the same time, and the wind and rain rose again.

With a wave of Jin Xuan's long sleeves, he swung the cloud stick and wind and rain sword under his sleeve!

"Run!" Jin Xian shouted angrily.

Jin Yan hesitated, turned his head and ran away in the direction of the palace.

"Is it really important to save a junior who is not of the same sect?" Jin Xuan shook his head.

"Then killing a junior of the same school, don't you really have to atone for it!" Jinxian drew out the Fengyu Sword and stabbed Jin Xuan with a sword.

On this doomed night, some people are fighting on the long street, some people are pacing in their own mansion, everything has been seen, everyone has a way out. There are others who have not yet entered the game.

Because when they enter the game, they should break the game.

The twelve white clothes of Xueyue City had already arrived near the imperial palace.

The eight dead men under Long Xie finally pulled out their swords.

Since there is only the last chance left, then take the most direct and cruel side.

And in Apocalypse City, a quiet mansion.

The elegant young man in white looked at the note in his hand, then placed it on the candlelight and watched it burn into ashes.

After a long silence, he turned around and bowed to the swordsman in front of him: "Please."