The Villain Always Wants To Kill Me

The empty grassland instantly turned into a Shura battlefield.

There were more and more corpses on the battlefield, and Duan Feibai's white clothes were stained with blood, whether it was the soldier's or his.

The soldiers used the wheel battle, even if they couldn't kill Duan Feibai, after a long time, if Duan Feibai's energy was exhausted, Duan Feibai would definitely die.

Tao Jingyi's expression tightened a little, and he said to Xia Mingyuan, "Where's the piano? Give it to me!"

As soon as the words fell, "咻咻咻" three long arrows turned into sharp lights and came through the air.

Tao Jingyi's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and the sound of a sharp weapon piercing his flesh came from his ear, a burst of blood gushed out, and Duan Feibai's white clothes suddenly turned red.

It turned out that one of the arrows pierced through his shoulder blade, and the sharp end of the arrow pierced through the flesh, dripping with blood.

Duan Feibai's figure froze for a moment because of the arrow, but fortunately he put the long sword in his hand against the ground in time to stabilize his figure.

"Brother Feibai!" Tao Jingyi's face lost all color.

Duan Feibai raised his hand, grasped the arrow tail, exerted force in his hand, blood sprayed, and the sharp arrow had been pulled out. He turned his head and showed Tao Jingyi a pale smile, "I'm fine."

"Nephew's arrow technique seems to have regressed." Duan Wushuang said regretfully.

Dongfang Yue is an excellent archer, his archery has always been perfect, and he rarely misses. Just now, he coaxed Dongfang Yue to shoot the three arrows with a provocative method, but he didn't know what happened, when he shot the three arrows, he seemed to be distracted. The three arrows only hit one, and it missed.

"We only have this one chance. If we let him escape, I'm afraid we won't be able to kill him again." Duan Wushuang's eyes were fixed on the **** figure that was shuttling through the rain of swords on the battlefield in front of him. , now the opportunity is in front of you, kill Mr. Gui, take off his head, and the position of the leader of the martial arts will be yours. As long as you become the leader of the martial arts, the whole world will listen to your orders. By then, I am afraid that you will not be able to complete your mission Is the grand plan hegemony?"

Duan Wushuang's voice was not too loud, and it just fell on Dongfang Yue's ear.

The corners of Dongfang Yue's lips tightened imperceptibly, and again she drew three arrows from the quiver on her back and put them on the string.

"I believe that my nephew will not miss this time." Duan Wushuang laughed.

Dongfang Yue tightened the string and aimed it in Duan Feibai's direction.

Seeing that Duan Feibai was hit by an arrow, Tao Jingyi didn't bother to take it, and rushed to his side, checking his wound in a panic.

Duan Feibai held the long sword tightly with his uninjured arm, swung it down, stabbed it, and forced back the soldiers who surrounded him again.

The movements are neat and clean, but as long as he is a master, he can tell that he has lost some strength.

Dongfang Yue hesitated for a moment, pointed the tip of the arrow at Duan Feibai, let go of her fingers, the sound of the arrows pierced the sky, and three long arrows shot out like shooting stars.

Duan Feibai raised his head, the expression in his eyes changed slightly, he subconsciously embraced Tao Jingyi, protecting his body in front of her.

Two arrows blocked his way, one left and one right, and the last arrow shot towards the heart. Dongfang Yue was confident that he couldn't dodge the three arrows.

However, just when the three arrows were about to shoot through Duan Feibai's body, an accident happened suddenly.

A sudden white silk wrapped around the three long arrows.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the source of Bai Ling at the same time. I saw a person with one hand behind his back, his clothes fluttering, as if he came on the wind, and landed on the open space between Duan Feibai and Dongfang Yue.

The other end of the white silk was held in his hand, full of vigor, retracted and released, all three long arrows broke and fell to the ground.

Then, the white silk was taken back into his hands.

The autumn wind swayed his blue clothes and raised his long black hair. The man was wearing a green robe with elegant patterns embroidered on the sleeves and neckline. Half of his hair was **** and the other half was scattered behind him. A simple wooden hairpin was inserted between his hair.

He slowly put the white silk into his sleeves, then raised his brown eyes, looked towards Dongfang Yue, opened his lips slightly, and said in a clear voice like jade, "Duan Feibai's life must be taken by me."

Tao Jingyi leaned against Duan Feibai, and when he saw the familiar figure, he subconsciously moved behind Duan Feibai, using his tall figure to cover his own body.

When that familiar voice sounded, her face became a little stiff.

Duan Feibai held her hand tightly.

Dongfang Yue didn't react to Feng Linzhi's words, but her eyes were fixed on him, with undercurrents surging in her eyes.

He has already practiced "Flower God Art"! The "Flower God Art" is a hundred times more powerful than the "Lotus Magic Art"!

This man, he has become a god!

Dongfang Yue can be sure that Feng Linzhi will be his biggest opponent in the future world.

"It turns out to be Feng Linzhi, the leader of the Flower God Sect. He has admired his name for a long time, and it is better to see it once a hundred times." Seeing that Dongfang Yue did not respond, Duan Wushuang cupped his hands and punched Feng Linzhi. Too much to say, just hope that after the Master Feng kills Duan Feibai, he can keep his head."

"The deity is not interested in Duan Feibai's head." Feng Linzhi said calmly.

The implication is that he only wants to kill Duan Feibai, and he doesn't care about how to deal with Duan Feibai's head.

Duan Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief. It's not that they have to kill Duan Feibai with their own hands. The leader of the Qin alliance has made it clear that whoever takes the head of Mr. Gui will be the leader of the Wulin alliance. The content of the assessment of the alliance.

"Master Feng, please." Duan Wushuang raised his hand and made a "please" motion, "Soldiers obey the order, everyone retreats twenty steps."

After Duan Wushuang gave the order, the soldiers picked up their weapons and retreated one after another to get out of the battlefield.

Feng Linzhi turned around, raised his eyes to look at Duan Feibai, raised his long arm, bent his five fingers, grabbed a sword from the ground and held it in his hand, and said loudly: "Duan Feibai, today you and I will fight alone. Life or death has nothing to do with others."

"I have intended it for a long time." Duan Feibai smiled softly while clutching his wound.

"Brother Feibai." Tao Jingyi stood behind him, calling worriedly.

Duan Feibai has already been injured, even if his martial arts are invincible in the world, a round of wheel-to-wheel battles has exhausted his energy so much, how can he stand up to the competition. In an expert duel, if you are not careful, you will lose your life, and Feng Linzhi has already mastered the "Flower God Jue", and he is invincible.

Duan Fei knew her worry, smiled at her, and said warmly: "Don't worry, trust me. Stand behind and don't be hurt by the sword energy. After this battle is over, I will go home with you and return what you said The home that is more distant than thousands of mountains and rivers."

"Okay, come home with me," Tao Jingyi said.

"Well, I'll go home with you." Duan Feibai nodded.

Tao Jingyi glanced at him, pursed the corners of his lips, and stepped back unwillingly.

Leaning on a wooden stick, Xia Mingyuan staggered to her side, untied the qin on his back, handed it to her, and said in a low voice: "I am afraid that we will not be able to escape today's catastrophe. We have no choice. Whether we can succeed or not , it depends on God's will."

Tao Jingyi took the piano and looked nervously at Duan Feibai and Feng Linzhi, his palms were covered with cold sweat.

The two have been wrestling together.

Everyone watched the confrontation between the two masters in the world, especially Duan Wushuang and Dongfang Yue, watching the two fighting figures, their eyes shone with strange and excited light.

Tao Jingyi looked up, her eyesight was not as good as Duan Wushuang and Dongfang Yue's, she couldn't see anything clearly, she could only vaguely see the silver sword light intertwined into one piece, wherever the sword energy went, dead leaves fell .

Duan Feibai is known as the number one expert in the world, but he was injured, and Feng Linzhi practiced "Flower God Jue" again. Everyone couldn't decide who would win this battle, and they all held their breaths, waiting for the final result.

In addition to the sound of weapons intersecting, the only thing left is the rustling wind. Zhao Nanping, who was standing beside Duan Wushuang, glanced at Duan Wushuang, moved quietly, and walked towards the crowd.

Tao Jingyi stroked the body of the piano, looking at the two on the battlefield with a tense expression.

With the qin in her hand and the sword in Duan Feibai's, no one knows if they can really cross over successfully. She was waiting for an opportunity to combine the Qin and the sword and be stained with Duan Feibai's blood.

Xia Mingyuan was also concentrating on watching the battlefield. Although he wrote the setting that Qin Jian could pass through with blood, he was really not sure whether this critical moment would work, and if it failed...

There was a bitter chill in his heart.

Zhao Nanping walked out from among the soldiers and quietly approached Tao Jingyi. Tao Jingyi's hands were covered with cold sweat, and he was holding the body of the piano tightly, not noticing her coming.

Zhao Nanping curled his lips coldly, his eyes flickered with cruelty, he suddenly raised his palm, filled with inner strength, and struck Tao Jingyi's back.

A force came from his back, and Tao Jingyi's body involuntarily rushed towards Jian Guang on the field, without even grasping the zither in his hand.

With a "bang", the guqin fell to the ground, and a crack appeared on the body of the piano.

And Tao Jingyi's body had disappeared in the depths of the sword light.

Xia Mingyuan screamed: "Be careful!"

There were flying sword shadows in front of her eyes, and the sword energy rushed towards her face, cutting countless bloodstains on her body, and her heart suddenly felt cold.

Tao Jingyi lowered his head, blood dripped down the corner of her mouth, and on her chest, a piece of silver sword had sunk into her chest.

Countless blood rushed out from the wound.

A fishy-sweet breath gushed out of Tao Jingyi's throat, and she suppressed the breath of fishy-sweetness, trying to raise her eyes.

A pair of brown eyes were reflected in the blurred vision.

It was supposed to be a pair of extremely gentle eyes, and when she smiled, there seemed to be ripples in the bottom of the eyes, but at this time, the eyes seemed to be covered with a thick layer of ice, and there was no fluctuation in the depths of the eyes.

Even if she was killed by mistake with a single sword, those eyes did not stir up any waves from the beginning to the end.

Feng Linzhi pulled out his sword blade indifferently, and bright red blood beads slid down his sword blade and slowly dripped into the ground, staining the soil bright red.

"Brother, are you alright?" Among the crowd, a young man rushed towards Feng Linzhi in a panic, looking him up and down with concern.

Feng Linzhi looked at him indifferently.

Finding that Feng Linzhi was normal, Lin Luoan breathed a sigh of relief, even so, he still asked a little worriedly, staring at Feng Linzhi's face: "Brother, do you know who you killed?"

Feng Linzhi glanced at Tao Jingyi expressionlessly, and said contemptuously, "It's just an ant."

Hearing this, Tao Jingyi's complexion turned pale, his body lost the support of the blade, and he fell to the ground involuntarily.

The vision was blurred, and the world seemed to be turned upside down. Wherever the eyes could see, the autumn wind was blowing, blowing the withered yellow grass, and a person covered in blood was running towards her with a frightened expression on his face.

His lips opened and closed, his eyes were filled with grief and despair, as if he was calling her name—

Tao Tao.

"Brother Feibai." Tao Jingyi tried hard to smile at him, but he didn't even have the strength to curl the corners of his lips.

"Tao Tao!" Duan Feibai never thought that Tao Jingyi's figure would appear in front of them. The sword had already been thrust out, and there was no way to take it back, unless he threw the sword and exposed his weakness to the opponent.

The moment Duan Feibai saw Tao Jingyi, without thinking, he dropped the sword in his hand, even if Feng Linzhi's sword pierced his chest, he was unwilling to stab the sword.

But Feng Linzhi didn't withdraw his sword.

He couldn't save Tao Jingyi, no matter whether he abandoned the sword or thrust out that sword, he could only watch helplessly as Feng Linzhi's sword stabbed Tao Jingyi mercilessly.

"Tao Tao, hold on, I'll save you right away!" Duan Feibai's eyes were red, holding Tao Jingyi's hand, sending internal force into her body.

Tao Jingyi's mouth was full of blood, she was speechless, her mind was blurred, she couldn't see or hear anything, only a mess of shadows remained.

Seeing Duan Feibai abandoning his sword, Zhao Nanping showed joy, and hurriedly said: "Hurry up, this is a great opportunity, kill Duan Feibai!"

After her order was given, the soldiers she brought rushed forward with weapons.

Xia Mingyuan flew over, picked up the broken qin on the ground, and threw it at Duan Feibai: "Duan Feibai, drip your blood on the body of the qin, hurry up, it's too late, Tao Jingyi is hopeless!"

Duan Feibai froze for a moment, grabbed Qin, without thinking, picked up the Severing Love Sword that fell on the ground, and drew a stroke on his palm, dripping blood on Qin.

Immediately, the sky and the earth darkened, a strong wind rose suddenly, black clouds surged, and thunder and lightning flashed. Everyone was stunned, and at this moment, an extremely strong white light fell from the sky, piercing the ground like a sharp sword, forcing everyone to close their eyes.

The wind was blowing, white light was shining, and no one knew what happened.

After an unknown period of time, the dazzling white light gradually disappeared.

Everyone opened their eyes, the wind suddenly stopped, and the cloudy sky had cleared up, but Duan Feibai had disappeared from the empty battlefield just now, only a man and a woman were lying in a pool of blood, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

"Duan Feibai, where's Duan Feibai?" Zhao Nanping screamed.

Duan Feibai had disappeared out of thin air, including his piano and sword.

"How could this happen!" Zhao Nanping looked terrified, as if he had seen a ghost.

The woman who was lying in a pool of blood slowly opened her eyes at Zhao Nanping's screams.

The woman was wearing a wedding gown, with exquisite makeup, she should have been extremely beautiful, but there was a blood hole on her chest, which was gurgling blood.

She rubbed her eyes with her hands in a daze, and looked at the bewildered crowd.

Everyone was also looking at her, either in shock, or guard, or doubt, with different expressions.

A sharp pain came from her heart, the woman lowered her head, saw the **** hole on her chest, widened her eyes in disbelief, and stretched out her hand to touch it.

With this touch, his hand was full of shocking blood.

"Ah, blood! It hurts, it hurts so much." The woman couldn't help but screamed.

"Sister, sister!" A young man also dressed in red rushed out from the crowd, stumbling towards the woman.

The young man's handsome face was covered with blood, and his voice was hoarse as if it had been burned.

The young man rushed in front of the woman with a look of surprise on his face: "Sister, it's you! You're really back!"

The woman saw the young man's face clearly, and was stunned for a moment. She couldn't help caressing his face with **** hands, her eyes were full of grievances: "Xingchen, woohoo, Xingchen, I hurt so much."

"Sister, it doesn't hurt. Xingchen has medicine, so it won't hurt soon." Su Xingchen fumbled around his body with both hands, and found a pack of medicine. He opened the medicine bag, and carefully sprinkled the medicine powder on Su Xiyan's face. on the wound, and then raised his hand to seal the acupuncture points on her body.

Su Xiyan's eyes darkened, and she collapsed into his arms.

"Sister." Su Xingchen sighed softly, hugged Su Xiyan, stood up, gave Feng Linzhi a hard look, and walked away.

Zhao Nanping wanted to stop him, but Duan Wushuang said: "Princess, forget it."

After Su Xingchen left with Su Xiyan in his arms, the young scholar who was lying on the ground gradually came to his senses. Seeing the situation in front of him clearly, he was startled, and quickly stood up from the ground, but a sharp pain spread all over his body.

Only then did he realize that his whole body was covered with injuries.

He didn't look flustered at all, and he calmly checked the wounds on his body. He was relieved to find that these wounds had been treated and were not life-threatening.

Then, he found a cloth bag on his body. After opening the cloth bag, a stack of thick bank notes fell into his eyes.

The scholar's eyes widened, full of surprise, and he muttered to himself, "Where did I get so much money?"

He closed the cloth bag, raised his eyes, and found that Duan Wushuang and the others were still looking at him, all of them had weird eyes, looking at him as if they were looking at a monster.

The scholar made an album for them, and asked politely: "Excuse me, do you know what's going on?"

***

The heavy rain was pouring, and the raindrops "cracked" on the glass windows. The lights of the whole city were engulfed in water vapor. From a distance, there was only a haze of light and shadow left.

All the scattered consciousness gradually rushed into her mind. Tao Jingyi raised her head, opened her eyes, and what fell into her eyes was her little rabbit desk lamp and the computer whose screen had been turned off.

A cup of freshly brewed milk tea was spilled on the keyboard of the laptop, still steaming.

She screamed "Ah", stood up quickly, straightened the cup, frantically looked for a tissue, and wiped the keyboard.

At this moment, a burst of white light flashed by, and Tao Jingyi subconsciously closed his eyes, raised his palms, and covered the light that pierced his eyes.

The light gradually disappeared, and a familiar soft call came to my ears: "Tao Tao."

Tao Jingyi opened his eyes, spread his five fingers, looked through the gaps between his fingers, and suddenly met a pair of smiling eyes.

Those eyes seemed to be filled with starlight all over the sky, and they were gazing at her tenderly.

"Tao Tao." Duan Feibai called softly, his lips widening with a smile.

The cold rain knocked on the window outside, and inside the house, where Duan Feibai was standing, there seemed to be a sense of spring and flowers in full bloom.

The author has something to say:

It's officially over, the male protagonist embraces the beauty back, Xingchen finds his sister back, Dongfang Yue becomes the alliance leader, Feng Linzhi becomes number one in the world, everyone has their own destination...

Some people want love, some people are loyal to their careers, everyone gets what they want~

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