After the melee just now, there were only more than 30 soldiers of the Rage Wind Armored Soldiers, nearly half of them were injured. Although they were coming fiercely, their formation was messy and no longer the same as they were before. Ouyang Jue faced them alone, shook his head and sighed, as if he was helpless for the other party's stupidity. Seeing the black crowd rushing toward him, he suddenly raised his breath and flashed. Before the enemy could see clearly, he had appeared behind the crowd, flew together, and knocked down five or six people to the ground. When the Rage Wind Armored Soldier turned around and rushed over, he used his peerless light skills to disappear from the spot, and appeared in an unexpected place of the enemy, knocking down an unexpected armored soldier in the same way.

Ouyang Jue was like a cat playing with a mouse, holding his opponents, making them dizzy and unable to tell the difference between the east, west, south and north. After a few rounds, the black-armored man lying all over the yard was tossing and groaning in the mud and water, in a mess. The only few remaining soldiers stood there like wooden stakes, and their fighting spirit was gone. Knowing that the gap with the other party was too big, they simply gave up the idea of ​​revenge. Liu Sanba shouted: "Ouyang Jue, if you want to kill Jue, just be happy, don't use us as monkeys!"

Ouyang Jue paused and waved his hand and said, "I won't kill the unknown soldiers under my sword. As long as you don't come and provoke me, I won't kill them all. You can go!" The purpose of his trip was to get rid of the culprit of Qiu Wuxin, and he had no interest in destroying other shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

Liu San was so domineering that he vomited blood. He was disdainful to kill him! But when he thought that even Qiu Buxin was stabbed to death by a sword, what qualifications did he have to say harsh words? He had to call his brothers and lift Qiu Buxin's body to withdraw. The fallen wind soldiers were only injured by flesh and flesh, and did not hurt their muscles and bones. They barely got up and walked into the darkness dejectedly.

As the Storm Warriors gradually disappeared in the night, everyone finally felt relieved. The melee was extremely fierce, everyone was injured, the hall was filled with broken guns and arrows, and corpses overlapped, just like hell on earth. The strong smell of blood filled the space, making people breathe poorly.

The Zuo brothers took advantage of the situation and exchanged glances with each other. Suddenly, they jumped to Li Yan'er, and four iron palms hit the vital point of her vest. Li Yan'er felt a huge force hitting her fiercely. She had not had time to protect her. She had been beaten to the point of flying three feet. The person vomited blood in the air, and was unconscious.

Suddenly, everyone could not have imagined that the Zuo brothers would take this harsh action. Tang Bowen's hair was upside down, hissing at the corners of his eyes almost burst, and he screamed: "Yan'er!!" He shot all the hidden weapons on his body at the Zuo brothers, and immediately flew up, opened his arms and hugged his unconscious wife.

Li Yan'er's face was pale and her pulse was weak. Even though blood was still gushing out of the corner of her mouth in a coma. Tang Bowen was extremely panicked, pressed his wife's back heart with his palm, and tried his best to transport the true energy over. His whole body trembled, and he called anxiously: "Yan'er, wake up! Yan'er, wake up!" Tears were like a spring, falling on Li Yan'er's beautiful face.

Li Yan'er's eyelashes trembled slightly, and finally slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were calm and gentle. Tang Bowen hugged her tightly in surprise and said tremblingly: "Yan'er, you, don't scare me!" Li Yan'er smiled slightly and said softly: "Bowen, I can't do it anymore! I am very content and happy to die in your arms."

"No!" Tang Bowen yelled and interrupted her, tears flowing even more urgently, "I don't allow you to die! Did you hear that, I don't allow you to leave me! We have said that we will never be separated in this life. Have you forgotten? Yan'er, you must survive!"

Li Yan'er shook her head and said, "Bowen, my meridians have been broken, and I have no way to turn things around. Don't deceive myself. You promise me that no matter what happens, you must live, take good care of our daughter, and never do stupid things!"

When Tang Bowen sent his true qi, he had already found out the injuries in his wife's body. He knew that what she said was true. At this time, he felt that her delicate body was getting colder and colder, and he couldn't help but feel heartbroken, and all his thoughts were gone. Li Yan'er's vitality was gone, and it was all his true qi to delay his life. As long as his true qi was not good, she would immediately lose her fragrance.

Li Yan'er said with difficulty: "Li'er, come here!"

Li'er's mind was blank. She walked to her parents woodenly, her lips were pursed, and tears rolled in her eyes, and she was pitiful. Li Yan'er raised her slender hand tremblingly, gently stroked her daughter's cheek, and her eyes were filled with unbearable maternal love, "Li'er, my mother is going to a very far place, and she can't take care of you in the future. Listen to your father obediently, don't make him angry, don't cause trouble, do you understand?"

Li'er nodded seriously and agreed, feeling extremely sad. She couldn't help but jump on her mother and cry, "Mom, don't you leave, okay? Li'er is so scared!"

Li Yan'er's breath was already very weak, and she forced a smile and said, "Silly child, stop crying, mother will be sad when she sees it. Don't you like to listen to my mother sing the songs? I sing another song for you, you are not allowed to cry." She cleared her throat and sang in a wild voice: "The man who picks the water chestnuts speaks from the autumn smoke, the waves are as quiet as horizontal practice. Don't turn around when you start, linger with the spring breeze. The country is beautiful, and it is not my land. When will it be my return? When will it be my return?" The last sentence repeated the low, full of longing for her hometown. She is in the south, and she will never forget the grassland scenery of the north, and the family members of her hometown, and the rich homesickness at the time of death are expressed through lyrics and songs. The song lingers in her ears, her eyes gradually lowered and closed, and her voice becomes weaker and weaker, and she finally no longer hears it. A wisp of fragrant soul returns north.

Tang Bowen hugged Li Yan'er's cold body tightly, tears flowing and grief. Li'er burst into tears, as if she was crying.

The Zuo brothers were shot by Tang Bowen's hidden weapons just now, and almost lost their lives. Seeing that Li Yan'er had already died, they simply jumped up, raised their fists and palms, and attacked Tang Bowen and his daughter. They were very fast, and even if Mo Tianfeng and others were determined to stop them, they didn't have time to take action, and they shouted loudly.

Under the cold wind, Tang Bowen felt as if he was ashamed and motionless, as if he didn't know that someone was going to take his life. His wife's death had a great blow to him, so he gave up on himself and wanted to die with someone else's hand.

Seeing that the Zuo brothers' fists and palms were about to be hit, a black long sword suddenly scattered on the heads of Tang Bowen and his daughter. The Zuo brothers' moves were old, and the fists and palms hit the scabbard, but they felt a huge recoil, and their arms were sore and numb, and their bodies couldn't help but go back!!! Withdrew three steps in a row, their chests became stuffy and their faces were flushed red, which was obviously very uncomfortable.

Ouyang Jue came to Tang Bowen at some point, looked at the Zuo brothers, and said in a deep voice: "Forgive others if you want to forgive me! Since Li Yan'er has died, the grudges have been over. I think you should not bully me too much."

The Zuo brothers said, "Mr. Ouyang, although the culprit is killed, he will not eliminate the roots. There will be endless troubles! If you understand the righteousness deeply, don't stop our brothers from practicing the way for heaven!"

Ouyang Jue frowned, "You want to kill Li Yan'er, that is to eliminate the remnants of the alien race, and I will not stop it. But the father and daughter will not kill them. If you refuse to let go, you will pass my level first. If you can defeat me, I will naturally not interfere in other people's business." The sword energy was sent slightly, reaching the other party's vital point.

The Zuo brothers' faces changed, and they felt arrogance in their hearts. Ouyang Jueneng killed Qiu Buxin with one sword, and most of them could end their lives with one sword. Although they were arrogant and arrogant, they still had this self-knowledge. Anyway, the main task of this trip has been completed, and you can report your life when you go back, so there is no need to provoke such a tough enemy. The two sneered coldly: "Tang Bowen, let your life be spared tonight, and I, Yanyu Tower, will not let you go easily!" After that, he raised his arms and flew out of the hall like a bat, disappearing without a shadow.

Tang Bowen looked up at Ouyang Jue and sighed: "Tang is not as good as death now, why should you save me?" Dongfang Yan suddenly exclaimed in surprise, and saw that his black hair turned white quickly and dull, as if he had been aging for decades overnight. Everyone sighed when they saw his black hair turn white.

Ouyang Jue said: "I see you as a man who is kind and righteous, and would rather die than surrender. I admire you in my heart and can't bear to let you die in vain at the hands of a villain. Besides, your wife is gone. If you follow her, who will take care of your daughter? Do you want her to become an orphan from now on and have no parents or relatives? Death is a kind of relief, but living requires more courage."

Tang Bowen shook his body, lowered his eyes and looked at Li'er who was crying until he was unconscious. He finally stopped thinking of suicide. For his daughter, he had to take on the responsibility of his father, even if he had to bear the pain of missing his deceased wife that day and night, and endured the torture of loneliness. He sighed: "Thank you for waking up the dreamer, I am grateful."

Ouyang Jue leaned over and picked up Li'er, "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, I'll send you a ride!" Although the Zuo brothers had retreated, there were many people in Yanyulou, so it was difficult to guarantee that others would be sent to intercept and kill Tang's father and daughter. To be on the safe side, he wanted to send them to a safe place before leaving. Tang Bowen nodded, held his wife's body, followed Ouyang Jue, and walked out of the ancestral hall silently.

Everyone looked around, in a mess, and couldn't help but look at each other and smile bitterly. Those who should leave have left, and right and wrong have come to an end. But the deceased will never be resurrected, and the seeds of hatred are quietly planted in the new soil.

When the sky was bright and the clouds dissipated, the red sun rose to the mountains, and the mountains were full of vitality. After the heavy rain, the blue sky was washed away, the mountains were particularly green, birds were singing happily, beasts gathered, and various colorful wild flowers bloomed. The air was filled with the fresh smell of grass, leaves and trees, which was refreshing.

After a night of bloody battle, everyone was filled with gratitude for surviving the disaster. Due to the different destinations of both sides, Dongfang Changhe and Wudang He went to Jiangxi, while Yin Tianyun and others were going back to Hengshan. Mo Tianfeng coaxed and deceived him, and Dongfang Changhe's persistence barely gave up Dongfang Yan's idea of ​​following him back to the mountain. The two sides said goodbye to tears and parted ways.

Since all the horses were killed by the Storm Warriors, Yin Tianyun and others could only walk as a car. After walking seven or eight miles of mountain road, passing through a bamboo forest, and coming to a hill.

"Brother Mao!" A crisp and tender cry suddenly broke the tranquility of the forest.

Hu Xiaomao was stunned and looked up in surprise. He saw a beautiful girl as beautiful as an elf rushing over. It was Li'er! He rushed up and grabbed Li'er's little hand and smiled and said, "Li'er, why are you waiting for me here?" He thought he would never see her again after parting last night, but he didn't expect her to appear here.

Yin Tianyun frowned, and was about to order Hu Xiaomao to come back and not to get entangled with the little demon girl. The figures flashed in the corners of his eyes. Ouyang Jue and Tang Bowen appeared at the same time. He was furious in his heart and swallowed the words from his mouth back. Others could offend others, but if they put all the strength of the Hengshan Sect, they would probably not be able to offend Ouyang Jue. As the saying goes, those who know the times are heroes, and people should know how to behave properly. After Tang Bowen buried his wife's body, he originally wanted to leave this sad place immediately, but Li'er must come to say goodbye to Hu Xiaomao, so she had to go.

Li'er's eyes were swollen and she held back her tears and said, "Brother Mao, since I was a child, I only have you, and I am so kind to me. Li'er is leaving with her father and can't play with you anymore. Will you forget me in the future?"

Hu Xiaomao's nose tip was sore, "Lier, I swear I will never forget you!"

"Really?" Li'er Zhanrong laughed, as delicate as a spring flower. She took out a phoenix-shaped jade pendant from her arms and stuffed it into Hu Xiaomao's hand. "Brother Xiaomao, this jade pendant was left by my mother. I will give it to you as a souvenir. When you see it, you will think of me. Don't lose it!" Tang Bowen saw his daughter generously sending out the jade pendant from afar. He wanted to speak but stopped and shook his head and sighed.

Hu Xiaomao saw that the jade pendant was smooth and warm, and the knife skills were extremely delicate. It was definitely a priceless treasure. He was surprised and said, "Lier, this jade pendant is too expensive, I can't accept it!"

Li'er said angrily: "If you refuse to accept it, I will cry until you agree."

Hu Xiaomao hurriedly raised his hand to surrender, "Lier, please don't cry, I'll just accept it." He was most afraid of seeing the girl crying, so he took the jade pendant helplessly and hid it carefully. Ancient books say: "It's not polite to come but not come." He couldn't find any valuable things all over his body, so he had to untie the arrow box of the protective hidden weapon "piercing the heart arrow". He said embarrassedly: "Lier, I don't have any valuable things for you, only this life-saving arrow box, you won't dislike it, right?"

Li'er said happily: "As long as it is given to me by Brother Xiaomao, Li'er will do it."

After the two young people exchanged gifts, Tang Bowen came over and picked up his daughter, and used his light skills to leave with Ouyang Jue. Although he was far away, Li'er's cry echoed in the mountains and forests: "Brother Mao, don't forget to come to me!"

Hu Xiaomao looked at the direction where they disappeared and murmured: "Lier, I will definitely go to find you in the future!"

(The first volume of "The Dark Night's Bloody Horror", please see the second volume of "The Sword Qi of the Green Mountain")

Postscript:

After three months, I wrote nearly 120,000 words and finally completed the first volume of "The Bloody Night". After writing it carefully, I realized how difficult and painful it is to write. The reason why I can persist until now is because of the support and encouragement of many friends, otherwise this article might have been abandoned halfway.

I chose to write martial arts novels, and they are traditional martial arts novels, which may make it difficult for many people to understand. Nowadays, fantasy novels are popular on the Internet, and writing such traditional martial arts is obviously not in line with the trend. However, my personal favorite is martial arts. When I can't read a good martial arts novel, I can only write (typing on the keyboard?) to create it myself.

Although I have already written it carefully, the approval rate of this article has not been high. After all, it is the first time I write an article, the structure, characters, plot, etc. may not be satisfactory. Many friends have also put forward criticisms, and because there are many people, they are inconvenient to reply one by one. I thank you here. I don’t want to make this article a fast food literature, nor do I want to add too many ** elements to attract readers (although this is easy to do), so many friends may feel that this article is too boring, and I am really sorry. I hope that the article can be done with reasonable and unexpected things, too exaggerated and clichéd.

The first volume should be considered a transitional part. The plot is developing slowly because there are many foreshadowings and the historical background and the relationship between the rivers and lakes, so it takes up a lot of space. If you read it carefully, you will find that many mystery groups need to be slowly uncovered in the future. For example, the demise of the Ming Cult, the whereabouts of the Nine Yang Divine Arts, the truth about the killing of Li Yan'er on Yanyu Tower, the inside story of the Hengshan School, the true identity of Yin Tianyun, the origin of Ouyang Jue, the final destination of the Tang father and daughter, etc. Of course, the most important thing is what kind of character Hu Xiaomao will become? A hero? I'm afraid it is a bit difficult.
Chapter completed!