I overturned the car after being scumbag

Chapter 22

No matter how much Jin Wenshu had in mind, he was caught by these words for a moment.He couldn't figure out what happened. Could it be that Li Chengshuang gave up his partner under pressure?

But in any case, it is really rare for Yu Xiaoshen not to pursue this matter.Jin Wenshu didn't ask any more questions, until the one marked by the spies appeared among the boats crossing the Youjiang River, then he turned the bead and pointed to the distance.

Following his movements, everyone's attention also came to the disguised ship.Between the flying waterfalls, the atmosphere was momentarily depressed to the extreme, until the boat was halfway through, and finally there was an overwhelming mighty light rushing past.

Someone has done it.

Encirclement and suppression do not need to be won one-on-one.as we all know.

In the shadow of swords, lights and swords flying all over the sky, the ships were not affected at all.The curtains hanging at both ends were lifted, and a monster with a white robe and a hood came out, male and female, with snow-white antlers, and his identity was obvious.

As long as Taoist Linglu stood there, the probing Taoism and sword light were like flimsy paper, which would be snapped and annihilated hastily before they could get close to his body.

Jin Wenshu slowly kneaded his left hand, which was unable to lift his strength, and said: "Chu Yaojun just appeared like this, he is too arrogant."

"Taoist Linglu is not arrogant." Li Chengshuang said.

"But these righteous disciples didn't do their best. Chu Yaojun knows that these people are useless, most of them are trash, but they are waiting for you—or me, to take the lead."

"Although I came here, I will not do anything unrighteous." Li Chengshuang said calmly, "In a one-on-one fight, I can't kill him."

Jin Wenshu knew what he said, so he would definitely not bully the less with more.He smiled and sighed: "Even if I don't care about strength or character, I should give up the first place on the list. It doesn't matter if it's second in ten thousand years or it doesn't matter if I have no family or faction. heart."

Ming Xin Sheng Bu Jin Wenshu is the second in the list of top ten heroes, and has always been the second.Some of the geniuses around him rose rapidly, like Li Chengshuang, and some fell quickly, like many meteor-like geniuses.Only he has been stable and unmoving, with a mysterious background that is hard to guess.

On the surface, his words were modest, but in fact they were more or less ironic, implying that Li Chengshuang ignored the century-old situation among transvestites and only cared about his own reputation.

But his hint was ineffective, Li Chengshuang's mind was as solid as a rock, and he had only made a mistake in one thing over the years, so he would not be easily provoked by him.Just when Jin Wenshu couldn't directly contribute to the flames and manipulate other orthodox monks because of his presence, the bird from Wangchen Pavilion suddenly fell down, and its claw landed on Jin Wenshu's right arm.

He took the communication jade slip from Asuka's mouth, injected a little spiritual power to activate it, read the content, and said suddenly: "In Liumengzhou not far away, traces of the second team of monster races appeared.  … We have to stop many familiar demon generals."

Jin Wenshu made a decisive decision: "Li Daoyou, I really want to trouble you this time. I will ask other sects to help you..."

"No need." Li Chengshuang said, "Mysterious Sword Sect has someone to assist me. If there is this one, maybe there will be another one. Daoist Jin preserves his current strength, at least, don't go to the point of being strangled by Taoist Linglu one by one."

His attitude was calm and indifferent, and then he turned and left, followed by the disciples of the Black Sword Sect who followed naturally.

Jin Wenshu didn't stop him either, with Yu Xiaoshen around, even if he was outnumbered, he wasn't worried that he would let those monster generals go.He rubbed the Daozhu in the palm of his hand for a moment, staring at the battle situation in front of him, and suddenly thought that Taoist Linglu had lived in the demon world, and he seemed to have some friendship with Lord Hanyuan.

He thought for a while, and finally felt itchy in his hands, and the Zhenshi Mountains and Rivers Pearl in his palm shone golden, and countless seal scripts were forced down with the means of Daoxiu, covering the entire Youjiang River.

If Jiang Yuanhan had known that he would meet him so soon, he would never have chosen such a path.

The terrain of Liumengzhou is rugged, and the things transported are fake. There is nothing in it, only some secular jewels and treasures, and the real precious basalt eggs are shrunk down, hanging around his neck, hanging between the collarbones, like It is a dark blue bead sprinkled with silver streaks.

Jiang Yuanhan has considered the escort method of leaving alone in secret, but the distance of a hundred thousand mountains is such a long distance, escorting with his body, once the cousin does not find out, but Wangchen Pavilion finds out, the danger in it is even more dangerous than it is now Be big.

Everyone didn't know the truth, so they came to escort the thing in front of them very carefully.It wasn't just Jiang Yuanhan who was nervous.

He snapped his fingers and phalanxes, just thinking about the overall situation, he restrained himself, when he raised his eyes, he caught a glimpse of several figures gradually falling in front of him in the mid-air far away.

He recognized at a glance that this was the Dao uniform of the Xuanjian Sect, he had worn it before, so he recognized it so suddenly, and immediately thought - has the little uncle come?

Before Jiang Yuanhan had time to hope that the other party would not come, he saw Li Chengshuang standing quietly not far away.The other party looked as usual, still wearing a plain Taoist uniform, the lines of the robe corners were delicate and concealed, low-key and elegant, and the scabbard of the Pihan Sword was hung with light yellow sword tassels, shaking in the breeze.

The convoy stopped.

Jiang Yuanhan sat on the leading horse. He was dressed in a dark red outfit, his black hair was half tied up, tied up with a red rope, and adorned with jade rings. Even the mask was different from the one when he left.

Jiang Yuanhan thought, the little uncle probably doesn't want to meet again in this way... He probably already hates me very much.

It was quiet all around, only a faint wind lingered past, blowing the tassels of the sword and the jade ring in his hair.

Jiang Yuanhan didn't know what to say, but he urgently needed some words to save himself.Such a scene made him nervous and painful. This kind of silence that could crush people's internal organs could not continue any longer, so he gritted his teeth and spoke indifferently.

"Let you come? Can you stop me?"

The moment these words fell, Jiang Yuanhan scolded himself several times in his heart.We've come to this situation, what can we do if we say a little bit of gentleness.But he won't say that. He is a person who is alive with thorns all over his body. If he says a soft word, he feels that his life will be shortened. He is not afraid of shortening his life, but he is afraid of making the other party's heart soften.

Between him and the junior uncle, there is no kindness, it can only be that the skills are not as good as others.

The disciples of the Xuanjian Sect behind Li Chengshuang also recognized him, and Fan Tao among them was especially unbelievable, yelling: "Mo, Mo Zhi?! You colluded with the Yaozu?! Are you fucking alone! You are worthy of my little master!" Uncle?!"

Li Chengshuang didn't move his eyes, and said, "Stop talking."

Fan Tao didn't want to, and blushed with annoyance. He only felt that the change in his impression of Mo Zhi had been fed to the dog, and the sincerity of the little uncle had been fed to the dog. He said angrily: "If there is no little uncle, You have already died under the sword of Taoist Ling Bo, but you betrayed him, and with the Yaozu..."

He didn't go on.Because Li Chengshuang took a step forward, and reiterated in a weak tone: "Stop talking, shut up."

No matter what kind of words, whether they scolded him or complained about him, in Li Chengshuang's ears, he only felt angry.

He was already bleeding and exhausted, so he didn't need to hear these words again.

Jiang Yuanhan looked at him from a distance, facing Fan Tao's accusation, he couldn't even think of a single excuse, he couldn't say anything to evade the charge, he just stared at the hands of the little master playing the piano, not knowing that he was stabbed by the strings The fingers, have not healed.

Victory is not military.Jiang Yuanhan thought silently, even if he wins, he won't win by force.

He was thinking about the wounds of the other party, whether the strings of the little master's uncle had been repaired, whether the other party was sad, but what he said was

"I haven't played against you for a long time." He pretended to smile relaxedly, "Come on."

The wind is blowing all over the sky.

A low sword chant resounded from the Pihan Sword.When the double blades in Jiang Yuanhan's hands collided with the blade, violent sparks were created.The sword energy interweaves vertically and horizontally like a cage, but he ruthlessly tore it open and quickly gained the upper hand.

The fight between the two was too fierce, even a little loud.The disciples of the Xuanjian Sect and the accompanying monsters couldn't get in the way at all. Even watching the fight from the sidelines, they felt nervous and exciting.

The past of those kisses and closeness is like a romantic but depressing secret, sealed in the collision of knives and swords.

Jiang Yuanhan's weapon is condensed from blood, rooted in his beating blood vessels and meridians.Although it is a two-handed blade, it is shorter than a knife and longer than a dagger, and its moves are fierce and fierce, which is the way to kill people.

He raised his hand and swung the blade, bumped into the back of Pi Hanjian's sword, and brushed against Li Chengshuang's hair, his attacks were faster and fiercer each time, no different from the confrontation when they first met.

The two of them fought, Taoist aura mixed with real swords and guns collided, the sword aura and fluctuations frightened all directions, and it was impossible to watch.People or monsters walking around, regardless of whether they are enemies or friends, are all suppressed and unable to exert their strength.And these two people gradually began to see blood.

Jiang Yuanhan is a combat lunatic, he smells blood, he will only become more and more excited and stronger.What's more, no matter how many injuries he had on his body, he couldn't calm down his mood, so he just went crazy like this.

Half of the sky is haloed with the evening glow.

Li Chengshuang's plain Taoist robe was soaked in several places with blood, and the injury was lighter than the opponent's. Even in the face of Jiang Yuanhan's fast and fierce fighting style, he was able to parry it with extreme stability, and the sword energy that swung out was solitary. Awe-inspiring, intertwined with Moxiu's fiery fighting spirit, getting closer and closer, regardless of you and me.

Jiang Yuanhan's characteristic of getting stronger with each battle had the upper hand, and his devilish energy flattened several towering broken peaks around him.Li Chengshuang was forced to keep retreating until the two of them crashed into a hard rock wall together, and only then did they have a moment to breathe.

"Don't stop me." Jiang Yuanhan's voice was cold and cruel, "Get out of the way."

Li Chengshuang's Pihan sword passed through a gap with his backhand, almost piercing the opponent's shoulder and neck, and was blocked by the blood blade in an instant.Jiang Yuanhan took half a step back, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood stains on the mask, and heard the other party's indifferent voice.

"Your injury is too serious."

Jiang Yuanhan was stunned for a moment, then smiled nonchalantly: "Is this injury considered serious?"

"If you don't have enough stamina, your blood will run dry." Li Chengshuang said, "You will lose."

Jiang Yuanhan also knew this, but he was aroused unwillingly and angry by such foregone words. Self-esteem can be provoked into rage by a single sentence, which shows how flammable and terrible this character is.

He doesn't deserve to have someone like Junior Martial Uncle.

His blood stained Li Chengshuang's Taoist clothes, and mixed with the blood from the opponent's own wounds.This inexplicable temperature almost heats up Li Chengshuang's mind. He feels that his mind is slowly getting out of control, and the thoughts in his heart cannot be contained.

He seemed to be stuffed in a pocket, unable to get out everywhere, it was dark and cramped, it was difficult to breathe, and a needle was urgently needed to pierce this restraint, this predicament.The opponent is not only holding his pocket, but also the needle piercing the restriction. ① In mid-air, ice and fire collided, blended, and burst into violent sparks.

The two of them didn't know where they were fighting, after all, they were no longer on the established path.They don't know what's going on with the others, they only have each other in their eyes, only victory and defeat, life and death.

Being merciless and never being soft is the deepest respect and love for each other.

Jiang Yuanhan was covered in injuries, but he didn't care, he was completely burned by the fighting spirit, and collided with Li Chengshuang fiercely, the blood all over his body was surging, as if he had smashed something It was like venting out, making him more excited than ever.

But he also understands that this peak combat power won't last long, and his body can't bear such a thick and strong demon energy.

The surrounding scenery changed all the way, and the deep winter snow drifted down from the night sky.

In the snowy sky, the Pihan sword withdrew to the defense and collided with Jiang Yuanhan's attack, but the sword body did not shake it away as cleverly as before. Lift it up and penetrate the skin.

The scars were cut from the chest to the shoulders, and the heavy spiritual power was forced down with the blade of the sword, and the offense and defense of the two were instantly reversed.Jiang Yuanhan's stamina was exhausted, and he couldn't continue in one breath, so he was robbed of the right to attack.

Afterwards, this tough style ran through every sword of Li Chengshuang, so cruel and cold that he hardly resembled him.

Jiang Yuanhan was held down by his shoulders, and fell straight from midair, pressing against the snow like an oppression.The blade pierced into the snow and ice next to his cheek, and the sharp edge sliced ​​through the mask.

Severe and rapid breathing, extreme coldness and extreme heat.

Looking at the snowy night, Jiang Yuanhan shifted his eyes to the blade beside his cheek: "...why don't you kill me."

Li Chengshuang's eyes were gloomy: "Then what about you, why don't you do it?"

The bloody short blade in Jiang Yuanhan's hand was against Li Chengshuang's back, and with just one movement, it could penetrate the opponent's heart and tear his soul apart.

The same is true for the other party, as long as the little master misses his hand a little, his throat will be cut.

Jiang Yuanhan didn't speak, he didn't know what to say, he felt sad even looking at each other.

But the cunning little fox didn't want to show it. He just smiled and said stubbornly: "Because I'm afraid of death. I'm afraid that you and I will die together."

Li Chengshuang stared at his face, reached out to take off the cracked mask, and stared into his eyes.

"Is this sentence true?"

"of course."

Jiang Yuanhan will soon start to regret that he promised so happily at this moment.He looked at the other party bowing his head, no expression could be seen in his eyes, but he heard the low voice of the little uncle.

"I won't kill you, you will..."

He wanted to say, will you come back?Will you look at me again?

But these words are as humble as dust, not to mention whether the other party likes it or not, even Li Chengshuang himself doesn't like it, pretending to be pitiful and gaining sympathy is really despicable.

He began to loathe his reserve.If the goal can be achieved, even if it is a bit despicable, he actually feels that he is willing.

If it weren't for this person in front of him, how could Li Chengshuang become confused and full of selfish desires.

Jiang Yuanhan's heart was full of alarm bells. He didn't finish listening to this sentence, and suddenly broke up and interrupted the communication. Even though his endurance was completely exhausted, he was suppressed again after a few moves.

The snow fell and mingled between the black hair of the two of them.

Jiang Yuanhan felt the pain sweeping through his body belatedly.He exhausted all his energy, stretched out his hand and pushed away the Pihan sword lying in front of his neck, and retracted the short blade that was on the opponent's body.

Li Chengshuang paused, didn't say anything, but sat beside him.

The situation of the two of them is similar, at this time they don't know where they hit, and the surroundings are very strange.Jiang Yuanhan took a long time to catch his breath. He stared at the faintly twinkling stars in the night sky, and complained weakly: "I'm so annoying, you stop me, how can I go to Liumengzhou?"

Li Chengshuang was silent for a moment, then turned to look at him, and said, "I have to stop you."

"I know." Jiang Yuanhan looked at the other party, his boiling fighting spirit stopped, and what came up again was another strange feeling. Looking at this person, he felt a fire burning in his chest, shouting The voice of his heart made him lose all reason.

He suddenly said: "Little uncle, why don't you hate me?"

The secret art practiced by Jiang Yuanhan is particularly sensitive to the emotions of monks. If Li Chengshuang has a little bit of resentment and anger in his heart, he can also collect it.But no, after a few months of separation, even when we meet again, there is nothing at all.

Why is it so.

I really liked it, wouldn't it cause a trace of hatred even after I failed him?Is the little uncle really such a saint?

Jiang Yuanhan really couldn't figure it out, he looked at the other party's dark eyes, and at this moment, he suddenly asked.

Li Chengshuang didn't answer, and he didn't know how to answer.His hidden inner voice and secrets were all placed in a quiet and untouchable place. At this moment, the other party suddenly revealed it, tore it straight open, and shone under the sky. He couldn't think of an answer that could explain it.

Apart from sentient beings, is there any answer that can explain it?Li Chengshuang even felt that the other party did it on purpose. This is a little liar, who said he liked and longed for him, but it made him so sad.

Jiang Yuanhan didn't have to give an answer. He sighed at this noble heart, stretched out his hand to grab the other's finger, glanced at the wound on his finger, and said jokingly: "Only I can hurt you and make you bleed. Others No way, you don't allow it yourself... Am I really bad?"

Li Chengshuang didn't move for a while, even the hand being held by the other party was cold, and he replied slowly: "...um."

"Then do you hate me?" Jiang Yuanhan asked.

The wind blows, and the thin snow melts on the eyelashes, as cold as autumn dew.

Li Chengshuang didn't speak, his fingers were circled by the little liar, pinching them boredly.He wanted to withdraw his hand, but his sleeve was hooked again, and he heard the other party repeat persistently.

"Do you hate me already? Little Martial Uncle..."

Li Chengshuang was really about to be driven crazy by the other party, he didn't know that a person's attitude was so hot and cold, it turned out that it would cause him extra pain.His heart has long been crushed by the other party, but he still listens to him asking such words.

Li Chengshuang shook off his hand, picked up Jiang Yuanhan by the collar of the other party, with a stern expression: "No."

"then you……"

"I miss you."

Jiang Yuanhan was stunned.

Yexue seemed to be poured into his collar, icy cold to the bone.He looked at the other party in confusion, the word "missing" seemed to be inconsistent with his whole body.

Li Chengshuang stared at the past intently, with a steady voice and clear words, as if there was nothing unusual about it.Only he himself knew that this time he was going to die, his heart was going to die.

He drained all his silent love, drained all his enthusiasm savings, if Jiang Yuanhan said a word of rejection again, he would disappear like a spark.

Before he fell in love, he didn't know that it was really so painful.

Jiang Yuanhan froze for a long time before slowly finding his voice.He held the other person's hand, and tentatively said, "Are you thinking that others are the same? You are very kind to everyone, and it would be nice if you could give me a little..."

He felt that the same was true of the love he had received. All living beings are equal, and the gaze that the little martial uncle gave him should be the same as the gaze he gave to other living beings.

Before he finished speaking, he was pulled into his arms by the other party, losing control of his strength and making hasty and rude movements.

"No," the little uncle's voice trembled a little, "no, no, it's different for you."

He emphasized it several times, but his voice was still unsteady.The two of them always seem to be in this kind of predicament, and they only know how to speak well when they are exhausted and dilapidated.

Jiang Yuanhan was completely stunned at this time, he digested the content, and his mind was in chaos... He thought the other party didn't care, after all, the little uncle was indifferent in everything, even parting, he didn't even have a slight fluctuation, There is no retention.

Jiang Yuanhan realized that he seemed to be wrong.His self-soothing nerves were inevitably touched, and in this pain, he learned a little about "love".

This little bit of love seems to have suffered many times in doubts and thoughts before slowly breaking through the soil and growing a small sprout.