Chapter 487: Stab the heart
Lightning tore through the dark sky, it seemed like a huge lightsaber split the night in half in the storm, and illuminated the dark world at that moment.
Lu Chen looked up at the person in front of him.
Tianlan Zhenjun stood in the dark hall, tall and burly, with a cold and angry face, looking like a angered King Kong, just like a demon. For many years, he has always been so high, like a god, looking down at all sentient beings, and has held countless lives and hopes.
His eyes were as deep as the sea, his eyes were undulating like waves, and he was also staring at the landing dust.
In this magnificent hall, for a while, suddenly quieted down, no one spoke again. The figure on the stone steps outside the main hall, still sitting in the wind and rain, withstood the wind and rain.
"As for why, she is just a child." Lu Chen whispered.
Tianlan Zhenjun looked at him and said, "When you entered the demon school, you were also a child. What did you do afterwards?"
Lu Chen's face changed, and she said, "She is still young and can't compare with me. At that time, I was tempered by you. She wouldn't be ruthless ..."
"Who is the person who repeatedly abused and tortured the captive of the demon in these days?" Tianlan Zhenjun interrupted his words, and said with a bit of hesitation, "That means is stronger than your age Is that right? "
"She hates me, and hates you," Tian Lanzhen said, looking calmly, "You killed her."
"I?"
"Why, you can't get started?"
"But after all, she is also a Kunlun disciple, and she is still a rare gift of five pillars. She can't ..."
"She is Bai Chen's close disciple!" Tianlan Zhenjun interrupted him.
Lu Chen stopped talking for a while, and after a while, he sighed, and said, "Speaking, this is the reason for her damn."
Tianlan Zhenjun looked at him with deep eyes and said, "Is this reason enough?"
Lu Chen was silent, and after a while, he only listened to his voice and said quietly, "Enough."
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"Why do I have to kill her with my own hands?"
At the moment when he stepped out of the gate of Kunlun Hall, Lu Chen's mind was still echoing before his dialogue with Tianlan Zhenjun. Even at this moment, even if he didn't turn back, he could still feel that cold eyes were still there. Staring at his back.
"You are my heir, who do you not do?"
He knows that dead bald has always been suspicious. He knows that dead bald loves to play with people. He knows that this person may be the most terrible lunatic in the world. He also knows that according to past experience, dead bald is hardly missed.
A lunatic who almost never makes a mistake ...
"Crap." Lu Chen stepped out of the eaves of the main hall, he went into the storm, he stepped into a puddle on the ground, splashed with crystal waterdrops and flew up into the sky, and changed into a strange light in the air.
The girl sitting on the steps shook slightly, as if she felt something, but did not look back. She clasped her body, as if chilling, trembling slightly, looking pitiful, as if the tender spring flowers were torn in the wind and rain. Wither.
Wind and rain had wet the whole body of Lu Chen, but he didn't seem to feel at all. In the dark hall behind him, there was a tall and burly figure standing by the door, looking at his back lightly.
His figure seems to have merged with this dark night, transformed into the omnipresent night sky, enveloping these two men in the storm.
Lu Chen came over step by step, somehow, a black short sword was added to his right hand. Every step he took was trampled by storms and winds. A strange power in the pouring rain seemed to rise slowly in the dark night, forcing the curtain of water away, giving way to a fragile and helpless Figure.
Bai Lian finally stood up, then slowly turned around, looked at the expressionless Lu Chen who was coming, and saw the black sword in his hand.
Her face was full of raindrops, looking a little desolate and sorrowful, and seemed to finally fall into despair. Then, with a helpless and helpless voice, she said to the landing dust: "Why, what am I doing badly? ? "
Lu Chen stopped in front of her and looked into her eyes. After a while, she said, "Sometimes in the world, there are those things that don't make sense."
Bai Lian looked at him sadly and said sadly, "But I still want to live."
Lu Chen said, "But he wants you to die."
Bai Lian stared at him, staring at him, as if exhausting all his strength and hope, and whispering, "You save me, okay?"
Lu Chen's eyes seemed to dim for a moment, as if he had thought of something in the past, or felt something, but after a while, he still said, "I can't save you."
He raised his hand, held the sword, and stabbed out.
The black sword edge pierced the rain curtain. At that moment, heaven and earth seemed to slow down suddenly. The round drops of water were radiating in all directions. Bai Lian's desperate and terrified gaze, the cold rain hit her face like tears, Behind Lu Chen, countless dark shadows suddenly appeared, such as the ghosts of carnival suddenly appeared in the darkness of the sky, screaming, and a lightning suddenly split from the sky.
Illuminated the depths of the storm, the burly and dark figure.
He stared far away from here, but that gaze made Bai Lian afraid to breathe and resist, she could only reach out her hands subconsciously, and grasped the bladed sword sharply, but she could not stop but watched The sword edge pierced his chest.
Lu Chen knows Bai Lian. He knows that this young girl looks at Chen Chen's goodness, but actually has the fierceness and strength that can't be underestimated. However, in the next moment, he was taken aback. Bai Lian reacted with little resistance. It made him even caught off guard.
That sword pierced into the chest.
The wind and rain wet the girl's clothes, a few drops of water fell from her cheeks, her hands caught the black sword's edge, and then the red blood flowed from her palm, slowly dripping down the blade.
The black sword pierced her clothes and pierced her chest ...
"enough!"
Suddenly, a voice came from the hall, like a thunderous echo in the dark night.
Lu Chen's face changed drastically With a low hum, he wrestled with his wrists, only listening to a soft call, the short sword was brought back with a puff of blood.
Bai Lian's body was shaky, Lu Chen hugged her, and looked back humbly, but in the distant hall, the burly figure had turned away, but seemed to wave his hands casually, walking lightly "Leave her alive."
Before the words fell, his figure was hidden into the darkness, for no reason or explanation.
Lu Chen looked at him there stunned, bowed his head sharply, but saw that Bai Lian had a wound on his chest, blood was pouring out, and the girl's face was as pale as paper, which was unconscious.
There was a roar in his throat, and he waved his hand, and the black short sword disappeared instantly. When the palm extended from his arms, there was an extra jade bottle, only a click, but Lu Chen directly crushed the painted red plum The patterned bottle body, then put a pill into Bai Lian's mouth, then rushed down the mountain while holding Bai Lian.
In the wind and rain, the main hall stood tall and stood on the throne of lotus. Tianlan Zhenjun sat like a demon, looking calmly, gazing into the distance. I didn't know how long it took, but I saw him slowly nodding, but there was a hint of satisfaction color.