With his Hong Hanshu around, the world seems so small, let alone humans.

Facing this large group of people, an arc of light struck the ground and was pushed away easily, burying the whole place without any explanation. There was a loud bang and it was as light as a light in Hong Hanshu's hand, but it was a devastating disaster for those people. , the giant aperture that suddenly came and pressed down, the fire took advantage of the wind, expanded as wide as it could, and was directly white-hot. It enveloped them all in an instant, crushed them, and smashed them. The power was so powerful that it destroyed all weapons and people in its path. Tragically destroyed.

From the up and down of this hook, the place where it passed was burnt red and pitch black. The people who fell in front of them were scattered in pieces. It was unknown whether they were crushed by the huge force or melted directly by the heat. In short, they were all stuck to the ground in a miserable state. It seemed that there was only a pair of empty skins left. Unlike these people who died quietly, there were more people with less resistance in the roar. They were all thrown away from the hook by the fire at the same time, or fell one after another. Go down this steep Qingtong Gorge, or be thrown directly into the water column that just happened to be stirred up. When the water column rises, it is just water, and when it falls, it is full of blood.

The fire pillars and the water pillars intersected in a criss-cross direction. The scene was truly tragic, because at each collision point, life was annihilated in such a hasty manner that it was not worth mentioning. The vibration of the cliff was even more obvious. Not far from Hong Hanshu's feet, there were already large rocks crumbling.

"No, you don't deserve to die! Hanshu, wake up!" It only took a moment for Yin'er to die. Although Hanshu's hook was not aimed at her, it took too much effort to swing it back and forth, causing her to fall to the ground directly. Get up, even so she still tried her best to speak urgently.

"Listen to me Han Shu... wake up and see who he is? He is your brother, Qilian Jiuke, Zhu Qingming..." Yin'er struggled to maintain consciousness and pointed to Zhu Qingming, who was standing frozen beside him, to persuade him. I couldn't help but burst into tears. Most of the reason was that the suction of the Yin-Yang Lock was too tight.

Hong Hanshu turned his head casually and glanced at Zhu Qingming vaguely, as if he knew him, but also as if he didn't. The stiff expression and abnormal behavior reminded Zhu Qingming that the devil in front of him was not the one he knew well at all.

Hong Hanshu, the Hong Hanshu who dominated Xixia, dominated the situation, and was the aspiration of the people...

Sure enough, the devil didn't feel that he had done anything wrong. He smiled without regret but also with a terrifying smile: "Xiaoyin, I am here to protect you."

Hearing this, not only Zhu Qingming, but also Yin'er was despairing and had no hope. He actually said this, which meant that his waking time was really getting less and less. These days, she and he were dependent on each other, but

I watched helplessly as my biggest comrade-in-arms killed his comrades one by one, going further and further away, with no way back.

"You devil! Devil!" At this moment, a trembling bloody man stood up from the group of corpses. He was the core member of the Qingcheng Sword Sect. He was dying, filled with grief and anger. "You are really cold-blooded. He even killed his subordinates! This way

How can such a person be worthy of your Qilian Mountain people’s sacrifice!”

He sneered and taunted, but before he finished speaking, he saw Hong Hanshu's eyes stern, and a bone-crushing sound came from the body of the core person with cross eyelashes. No matter how muffled the groan was, it was clearly audible. The intensity shocked the heart for a long time.

Although the body of the victim was still intact, the entire skeleton fell apart at the sound. She did not see what move Hong Hanshu used. She only knew that this internal power was probably no match for Lin Qian, and could easily kill people from a distance...

After the blow fell, Yin'er was forced to faint and died. Hong Hanshu only remembered to carry her, but he never regained his conscience and consciousness.

"Run away!" There were still remnants of the Qingcheng Sword Sect. They stood far away and could not die. They were distraught when they saw their leader die and wanted to take revenge. However, when they saw Yin'er's condition, they were reminded that she and Han Shu were in conflict with each other.

Immediately the birds and beasts dispersed.

Although they all barely survived, they all left a long trail of blood marks when they ran away. However, the red-eyed Hong Hanshu did not allow them to escape. He picked up his double hooks and immediately pursued them without thinking. He only took half a step forward before launching another attack.

It was a bloody storm. This time, he didn’t even need a reason to kill!

At that time, there were hundreds and thousands of people in the local area. Except for the dead, they would not attract his attention. The rest were his targets for killing. Only those who became dead would not be affected by him.

"Brother..." Seeing Gu Ziyue's death at the hands of Hong Hanshu with his own eyes, Zhu Qingming was already heartbroken, but instinctively wanted to step forward to persuade Hong Hanshu. Unexpectedly, Hong Hanshu was too murderous to listen.

In any words, he thought that he was going to attack from behind and set off a hurricane from the side. The hook sharply grazed Zhu Qingming and passed by Zhu Qingming. He was immediately covered in blood.

The pain hit him instantly, and his vision blurred immediately. After wandering around the world many times, he was physically and mentally exhausted like never before. Zhu Qingming collapsed to the ground, looking sadly at the figure who was about to go away... He did not hate Han Shu, and he also forgave Han Shu.

Shu, he believed that all this was due to the damn "Acacia" poison. In other words, it was not too much for Han Shu to go after the Qingcheng faction just to avenge the poisoning. However, how could Zhu Qingming watch helplessly?

Has Hanshu fallen like this step by step? Like all his brothers, everyone wants to see the high-spirited and righteous Lord Hongshan back then.

That Hong Hanshu, even if he has a bad temper, shares the same difficulties as his brothers. Even if he does not praise others in front of him, he will stab him behind his back. Even if the coup that year brought a bad reputation, he did not despise him and willingly shouldered the responsibility.

All merits and crimes. He was once a person like Lin Qian. On Yunwu Mountain, "Xiao Yulian" reappeared in the world, which could clearly clear his name. From then on, Master Hongshan only had merit and no longer guilty, but he did not sacrifice innocent people without conscience to achieve himself.

, everyone in the world knows that he is so affectionate and righteous.

That Hong Hanshu single-handedly supported the foundation of the Qilian Mountains at a young age, and stood up to protect them all. They watched him go through all the obstacles and followed him to defeat the generals. From resisting oppression to eradicating the last remnant, his

He was responsible, resolute, and courageous. Early education people ignored his hard work, ignored his age, ignored his temper, and only remembered that they were impressed. They recognized it and changed it. That is the master they want to follow for the rest of their lives. So.

When Hong Hanshu asked them to arrest Feng Xiaoyin, they would go to Huangtiandang to arrest him without any hesitation. So when the "bad news" about Hong Hanshu spread throughout the world, they Qilian Jiuke

Willing to abandon life and death without any hesitation, he will rush to the Qinhuai River to seek revenge against Huang He.

That Hong Hanshu, because of his capricious temper, would inevitably offend people in the Southern Song Dynasty. Therefore, all the brothers in the church were worried. They were not worried that he would not be able to become famous. They were just worried that he was in danger and did not know it. If he was forced to recruit him, he would be killed.

Damn. That Hong Hanshu was so passionate and daring that he would not give in to the one he loved, so the brothers in the church were still worried that he would be trapped by love and unable to think about anything. He was so lively and vigorous, and so full of energy. Even if it was

So what if he doesn’t cooperate with the Anti-Gold Alliance to fight the Kuizhou Campaign? What if he and Lin Qian seize the Black (Taoist) Society’s territory in Guang’an? What if he suddenly hugs Lin Qian again and says if you don’t want to die, I will help you fight the Weishui... As long as

He is alive, he is cheering up, and he is happy. We, the nine guests of Qilian, are all together.

In fact, Qilian Jiuke was standing closest and could see it most clearly. Everyone knew that Hong Hanshu was noisy on the surface, but in his heart he still wanted to return to the Allies. Difficulties, estrangements, knots, love and hatred, all were waiting for him to be relieved.

opportunity.

But that Hong Hanshu has changed in recent years. He not only makes people worry, but also makes people feel strange. He is becoming more and more unreasonable. He is becoming more and more arbitrary, insisting on his own way even though he knows it is wrong... Until today, Zhu Qing

Mingcai knew how much he had suffered, and Zhu Qingming had probably heard of the poisonous "lovesickness". Ordinary people might not be able to survive even half a month, but Hanshu actually suppressed it in silence for more than two years. He couldn't just

Seeing that he is going crazy now, I forgot to think about how hard he tried not to go crazy like this...

What can wake him up at this moment? This cannot be solved by simply killing Feng Xiaoyin, treating the symptoms but not the root cause, but brotherhood, comradeship, Han Shu have been thrown out of the horizon... Even Feng Xiaoyin, Zhu Qingming just now can't.

Seeing it, Feng Xiaoyin never got a moment's response from him from the moment he woke up to the moment he passed out. I'm afraid those three simple words "protect her" are just an inherent obsession, which can't wake him up at all, but only

It will aggravate him.

So, do you really not care about anything?

Then, what kind of Hong Hanshu are you?

Zhu Qing clearly understands the Yin-Yang Lock, and understands that Han Shu supports him and understands him, even if he is a demon, he will follow him, but at this moment, Zhu Qingming feels unforgiveness in his heart! Because in comparison, he still loves and respects him more.

I support the Hong Hanshu of the past even more! The years that just flashed through my mind may not have achieved anything, but they were happy! Things have happened before, so why can’t we start over again?

That Hong Hanshu makes me believe that he can defeat the current one. It makes me believe that even if he has lost many people and done many wrong things, there is still a chance to stop and he can still go back! It must be possible!

"Give our Hong Hanshu back!" He was so excited by this thought that he jumped up. Although he was still lying on the ground, he still grabbed Hong Hanshu's right leg. He didn't know where the strength came from.

Even Hong Hanshu, who was eager to kill, couldn't get away. At the same time, he found the veins and shouted, forcing the remaining strength into Hanshu's right leg.

Because the events in the past were too passionate and profound, Zhu Qingming's lifeless heart was rekindled, and the silence for too many years turned into courage. He must save Hanshu and turn around. Their eldest brother, the lord, was also just a miserable person who needed to be cared for.

child.

"Ah..." Hong Hanshu felt pain in his right leg, and then all the meridians in his body were confused. He mistakenly thought that Hanshu was harming him, and suddenly let go of the other enemies, and used all his strength to kick Zhu Qingming viciously at Zhu Qingming.

The huge force expanded and erupted, and it exploded like a ball of fire, hitting Zhu Qingming completely.

The moment blood stained the corners of his eyes, the moment fire burned his chest, Zhu Qing knew the danger but never gave up. One hand still firmly grasped Han Shu's right leg. No matter how hard he tried, he still had to drag him, and he must not let it go.

He moved forward, because moving forward meant making the same mistake over and over again! Hong Hanshu was so angry that he wanted to continue to break free, so he kicked him even more crazily and stabbed him with the hook. Every kick and every hook was carrying a huge amount of money.

The strength and the heat of the flames were because he was desperately trying to leave. So he spared no effort. It happened that Zhu Qingming was also desperately trying to stay. His body was already incomplete but he still stubbornly refused to let go.

Han Shu witnessed the man at his feet changing from complete to incomplete and from clean to bloody. He saw all the wounds on this man related to his own inner strength and fire hook. As he watched, he felt that killing people was really satisfying. He felt happy just looking at that man.

After he died, his eyes, ears, mouth and nose were covered with blood, but the man was still holding him tightly. Why did he do this? Is it like this...? Han Shu's face suddenly changed, and he had no time to stop the man from continuing to pour the inner energy into his body. It turned out that

The reason why people want to seize his meridians is not to make a sneak attack, but to... As Han Shu thought about it, the locking force of the Yin and Yang Lock suddenly relaxed a little. At this moment, his consciousness suddenly recovered...

It was to use this last bit of strength to suppress the poison of "lovesickness". Although Zhu Qing knew that it could not be cured, she tried to suppress as much as she could. Just to exchange for the eldest brother's sanity and to extend his conscience. Finally, nothing.

Trial and error proved to be his understanding of the poisonous nature of lovesickness. A smile finally appeared on Zhu Qingming's face. Just because he saw the fire in Han Shu's eyes dimming slightly and the slight startle on his expression, he

I know that my eldest brother will not let him down.

"This strength. So familiar..." At that time, Hong Hanshu had just come out of the demonic state, but he hadn't realized who he was yet. He only felt that the strength holding his right leg was very familiar, and the first thing that came to his mind was

At this moment, it was actually in the spring of the Qilian Mountains where lilies were everywhere. His father was teaching him swordsmanship and hook skills step by step. At that time, he was still young. During his free time when he was practicing martial arts, he would always propose martial arts competitions with several fellow practitioners, and a group of boys would compete.

, slowly evolved into a brute force fight, while Yu Wenbai, Lu Jing, Gu Ziyue and the others were all watching nervously... "Fifth brother, you are cheating again!" "Fifth brother is cheating if you can't beat him, and again

Hug my brother’s legs!” Gu Ziyue was the most angry, and she repeatedly complained angrily, and she was the most talkative person in the room.

"Qingming, Ziyue..." Why did those memories, after touching them, realize that they were dreams and in vain? Why do you want to hold me so desperately and not let go? Why do she no longer have a chance to fight against the injustice... A trace of coldness

Across the cheek, good and evil were exchanged, and Hong Hanshu finally knew how to shed tears.

"I almost don't remember... and when I was young..." A gust of wind blew over Zhu Qingming's mind, and he suddenly became a little clearer. He seemed to have recalled this scene. At this time, Hong Hanshu finally left the memories and returned to reality, remembering just now

He massacred Qilian Jiu Ke! But so what if he remembered, he couldn't do anything, he couldn't reverse time, he could only kill people but couldn't save anyone! His voice couldn't come out at all, it was stuck in his throat, so he could only

He stared blankly at the bruised Zhu Qingming at his feet, his movements helpless and his expression fragmented.

"Bring back our Hong Hanshu..." After the flashback, Zhu Qingming's eyes suddenly became empty. Before closing his eyes, he only repeated the words he had shouted with all his strength just now.

"No! Don't die! Keep cheating! Keep cheating!" Hong Hanshu was shocked to tears and yelled hoarsely. He originally wanted to pick Zhu Qingming up, but unexpectedly, he used too much force and the cliff itself was shaking.

After a stalemate, it suddenly began to collapse. As soon as Zhu Qingming's hand was released from Hong Hanshu's leg, he followed the falling boulder to collapse down the mountain. Unexpectedly, Hong Hanshu was knocked off the cliff without any consciousness.

"Qingming..." Hong Hanshu was completely awake at this moment. He didn't care about the few remnants of the Qingcheng Sword Sect. He hurriedly chased Zhu Qingming's body. However, the cliff was steep and the water was turbulent. Once Zhu Qingming fell, he would be swept away by the rapids.

Hong Hanshu persevered while rushing forward, almost vertically down the cliff, reaching for him all the way, but it was like a punishment from God to Hanshu.

In just half a moment, Hong Hanshu's life was broken into too many fragments for a long, long time. He almost caught up with each one but couldn't catch up with each one. He tried his best to grasp each one but couldn't.

Stop! With these hands, why do you kill people so freely and enjoy it so much when your hands are full of blood? But when you save people, why are you so willing and weak? Even when you save people and your hands are full of blood, it doesn’t help?!

The broken sand and stones falling on him were all like the ridicule of destiny. He missed Zhu Qingming more than once in this whole pursuit. Just like before, he failed to cherish and missed the things that belonged to him more than once.

Just like back then, he avoided his original intention and opportunities more than once, and finally he lost them, his faith, and himself.

"Ah" In the dark Qingtong Gorge, he stood covered in blood in the raging Yellow River, looking up to the sky and crying. No matter how hard it hit, it could not wake up his numb pain.

His burning body temperature cannot be lowered, and no matter how cleansed it is, it cannot wash away his filthy soul. His brother's body is scattered east, west, north and south, and it is hard to find him. It seems that he is the only one left in the world, with tears streaming down his face and his heart torn.

His legs weakened and he fell on the bank. He could no longer care about the singing of Feng Xiao that he had left behind. He fell asleep on the ground like a zombie, looking up at the strange night sky infatuatedly. He was almost drowned by the river water.

His face was flooded, and he suddenly smiled pointing at the sky, provoking a lot of sadness: "Hahahaha, what else do you want to take away!"

The pale wind overturned the desolation of the season. Above the broken canyon, there was only a narrow strip of sky and a tree that had been dead for ten thousand years, silently listening to the wails and tragic laughter echoing around the world. (To be continued...
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