mad sound of the world

Chapter 10 I Lost (1)
Jun Lifeng's breathing became tight, his heart heaved violently, his eyes fixed on the opposite woman whose lips curled coquettishly, and he smiled very slowly, as if in slow motion. At that moment, he seemed to see the edge of the cliff. The suddenly blooming mandala is extremely poisonous and beautiful, but it also has a charm that invades the flesh and blood!

"Will not……"

Shaking his head, Jun Lifeng looked at Xiuyue's lips and teeth, and spit out three words: "Liuyun Saber!"

what?
Jun Lifeng raised his eyes abruptly, it turned out to be Liuyun Dao, an intermediate-level saber technique... No wonder it can instantly eliminate the weak position of the Eighth Style of Xuan Dao!She...is she actually so strong?There was no sound, Jun Lifeng felt that he was so flustered for the first time, it was a kind of panic before facing the call of death!The sudden surge of killing intent in the surroundings caused the surrounding snow to roll up, and they were involved in the vortex of the strong wind that was drifting towards him. Under the murderous aura of the bully, the snow gradually formed a sharp ice knife, heading straight towards him. Come on!

Back up, back up again!

His right arm slumped, Jun Lifeng's face was solemn, his cold lips were tightly pursed, and when the ice skate hit, he used the body of the flute as a sword, and shouted: "Wandering Blood Sword!"

"Heh, middle-level swordsmanship... Jun Lifeng, have you finally been driven to a desperate situation?" Looking at the sword of fury that swept towards him, a savage cruelty flashed across Xiuyue's eyes, and the golden curl in his hand The knife turned around without a trace, and a cold streak passed through the ink pupils...

"Boom!" Can Xue's illusory ice blade collided with the strength of the Wandering Blood Sword, making a loud sound.

Seeing that the danger in front of him was finally resolved, Jun Lifeng slowly exhaled half a breath, only then did he feel that his whole body was soaked. This deadly battle almost made him see the door of death... However, he hadn't breathed out yet. After vomiting, he felt a flash of light and shadow in front of his eyes, and a figure appeared in front of him like a ghost. Jun Lifeng didn't even see how she moved. The next moment, he felt a heart-wrenching pain from his left wrist. pain……

Do not!
Realizing something, Jun Lifeng's handsome face turned pale!
Surrounded by deathly silence, Jun Lifeng only felt that his mind was blank. In front of him was Jun Xiuyue's deep black eyes, which were very close. He looked into the depths of her eyes without blinking, but his lips were pressed tightly by himself. Shibai... how could this happen?
how come……

He...has lost his left hand!

The remnant snow hadn't completely fallen yet, when it brushed against Jun Lifeng's eyes, he opened his eyes wide, still in disbelief, his vision was gradually blurred, the blood from his left wrist dripped down on the ground along his fingertips, like blossoming blood The flowers bloom in the snowy sky, extremely beautiful but also extremely painful!

"No..." muttered, Jun Lifeng let go of his right hand, and the dragon pattern fire flute fell on the snow, splashing a few snowflakes, his eyes were a little helpless, and he looked at Xiuyue without focus: "You tell me Me, this is not true..."

"Jun Lifeng, you will have to pay it back sooner or later! When you treated Jun Xiuyue like this that day, you should have thought of this day!"

There was a needle-like coldness in Xiuyue's eyes, and she hit Jun Lifeng's heart fiercely every word.

"yes……"

I have to pay it back, I really have to pay it back...

He did all the calculations correctly, but he did not. The woman in front of him who was rumored to be worthless turned out to be...a strong middle-level martial artist!
Even... stronger.

Heh... Jun Lifeng smiled wryly, Mo Tong slowly regained focus, and looked at Xiuyue's face which was close at hand, the three scars were more eye-catching against the backdrop of the white snow, is it wrong?Jun Lifeng's eyes were complicated, he took a step back and lowered his head: "I lost."

"Losing?" A scream suddenly came from a corner not far away, Gu Feiyan stared at Jun Lifeng in a daze, and suddenly became a little crazy: "How is it possible? How could you, a piece of trash, win Brother Li? No! "

Covering his face, Gu Feiyan suddenly took two steps back, his whole body began to tremble violently.

"Yeah, how is it possible..." Not long ago, he thought the same way, so confident, but...he really lost, and lost the most important thing.

In this country where sound is the most respected and martial arts is the most powerful, losing a hand means that he will lose everything.

"Jun Lifeng, do you regret it?" A ray of light flashed across Xiuyue's eyes, extremely bright.

"Regret?" Jun Lifeng raised his eyes, blankly looking at the opposite woman whose expression had returned to indifference.

"Do you regret what you did that day?"

"..." Jun Lifeng was silent, and shook his head after a while, with a focused expression: "No, I don't regret it, if that day happens again, I will still treat you like that, even if I am sorry for you. But Yan My son saved my life, without her, I wouldn't be where I am now, so when I found out that you killed her that day, I was so crazy, even if I died, I would kill you to be buried with Yan'er!"

Listening to Jun Lifeng's words, Xiuyue's eyes were heavy, and she slowly raised her lips, but mockingly: "Jun Lifeng, do you know who designed all that back then?"

"Who is it?" Jun Lifeng suddenly felt uneasy.

"What do you think? Don't you already have the answer in your heart..." Looking quietly into Jun Lifeng's eyes, Xiuyue slowly approached him, with a cool breath surrounding him: "I have already said, thanks The debt owed must be... repaid!"

Taking a sudden step back, Jun Lifeng's heart was touched.

"Let's wrap the wound." Xiuyue sneered, turned around, and the loose clothes swirled like a fiery red cloud in an instant. It was obviously a warm color, but it made people feel cold.

Jun Lifeng's right hand slowly pressed down on his left hand whose veins had been severed, but when the fingers touched the wound, the fingers of his left hand shrank back!

active?

Looking up suddenly, Jun Lifeng's eyes widened in disbelief: "You..."

Waving her sleeves, Xiuyue lazily sat back on the chair again, squinting her eyes at the shocked man: "Jun Lifeng, you should be glad that you didn't want to ruin like Gu Feiyan. The other half of my face. Break half of your tendon, go back to raise it..." Holding her chin, Xiuyue stroked the three scars on the left face, and smiled meaningfully: "It should be able to be raised." Jun Xiuyue probably doesn't want to see the person she admires really abandoned in the hands of this body.

(End of this chapter)