Chapter 1251 (1/2)

When the blade crossed Liu Xilai's throat, there was only ”regret” left in his heart.

There is concern, there will be regret.

What Liu Xi cares about is not his own life.

Twenty years ago, when he was defeated by ”Zizhu Ju Shi”, he thought he was a dead man.

When he lost everything, it was Xie's family who helped him to live like an individual again.

So, after that, Liu Xilai didn't live for himself, but for Xie family To live in return.

Compared with his own life, Liu Xilai cares more about the honor, disgrace and gain and loss of the Xie family.

Unfortunately, he still failed to protect Xie Wuhua.

Liu Xilai is really old. Before he was 40, when he had never lost sight of his opponent, the only time he misjudged his opponent's strength was after he was 40. That time, he lost his way in the Jianghu.

Today, he lost his sight again, and this time he made a mistake More serious.

In Leng Yuqiu, say the sentence ”where to start, when to start, and who to kill Before ”all my freedom”, Liu Xilai still thought that the situation was still under control.

But at the time of that sentence, the cold and autumn atmosphere changed

At that moment, he no longer hid the surging sword meaning, and no longer covered up his own killing machine.

It was at this moment that Liu Xilai discovered one thing, a terrible thing - Leng Yuqiu's martial arts cultivation, which was much higher than he expected A lot!

From the beginning Cold autumn is not sitting in bed, but practicing sword.

Perhaps some people will be surprised, a person sitting on the bed, legs, eyes closed Is it practicing sword?

Generally speaking It doesn't count.

But the cold autumn is obviously not in this ”general” range.

When one's martial arts reach a certain level, the way of practicing is not stagnant in form; for that kind of person, the practice of form is less efficient than the practice of meaning.

Of course, there are few such people. Looking at the whole Wulin, they are rare. Even Xie Xiuwen, the current head of the Xie family, has not reached this level.

However, Leng Yuqiu, who seems to be no more than 30 years old, has already possessed such accomplishments.

So Liu Xilai, who understood all this, quickly changed his attitude and tried to escape. He thought With the prestige of the Xie family and the attitude of lowering one's figure The other side will not be offended by this degree.

However, the next words, but let Liu Bo fall like ice cave.

Not only did he not let them leave, but he also explained the reason why he killed Ma Dasha. It was because the other side disturbed him to ”practice sword”.

This remark is only a little strange to Xie Wuhua's naive young master, but it falls in Liu Xilai's ear It's like the roar of the death knell.

At this point, Liu Xi chose to kneel down His last remark was to declare that he was willing to give up his life and dignity to save his life.

However, even this request, cold autumn also did not agree.

Maybe Xie Wuhua is lucky. He didn't understand what happened in this room until he died. He didn't have to experience the shock, fear, pain, despair and finally die with regret like Liu Bo.

He just died in surprise, fast and painless.

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The body falls to the ground and the sword goes into its sheath.

Leng Ruqiu sat back by the bed and took a deep breath.

His sword is bloodless.

But he is a little bloodthirsty.

He likes to smell the fresh blood around the people who just died.

This kind of smell can only be enjoyed by the winner. It can remind the cold autumn The cost of failure.

”You are still the same...” Suddenly, there was another voice in the room, a gentle, deep male voice, ”as long as you can find the reason to persuade yourself even one minute, you can't wait to kill.”

When Leng Yuqiu heard the voice, he smiled.

It was not a sneer or a sneer, but a heartfelt, happy smile.

”Ah You've come so fast. ” Cold autumn smile way.

As he spoke, there was already another man in the room - a masked man in black.

The doors and windows of this guest room have not been opened, and there are no beams, columns and cabinets in the room that can hide people. Even when it's cold and autumn, I don't know how this person came in.

But he just came in, and came quietly.

”There were two unexpected helpers who made the task finished ahead of time, so I arrived half a day early.” Such is the way of masked people.

”Help?” Cold autumn smell words, a trace of doubt.

”Don't worry, they must be reliable.” Masked humanity.