How old is the purple song, and the decision and coldness to go without turning around.She grabbed Zinan's hand and cried, "Dad, I'm with you, it's no big deal to die together!"

“Go with the sword, go fast...”

Zinan himself was severely damaged, he had no strength to speak, and he was powerless to argue with Ziqiang, and could only repeatedly emphasize that Ziqiang Songs would go away.

Emotionally excited, unable to come up in one breath, Zinan legs pedaled, his eyes were scattered, and the breath was completely cut off.

A thousand songs found bad, crying even more powerful.But her mind was already in a mess and didn’t know what to do.

Especially the others, here are the students of Zinan, usually dare to call.But when the purple fell, everyone was embarrassed.

Although Zinan is not the owner of the museum, it is actually very influential in Copper City.After all, he is a five-tier swordsman and has a lot of strength.Although the purple song is usually very loud, but in the hearts of the people is far from the prestige.

Now that Zinan is dead, all the students are embarrassed.Of course, there were also a few students turning their eyes and making other ideas.

After all, Zi Qian Song was not an ordinary girl, crying loudly, confirming that Zinan's real breath was cut off, and slowly calmed down.

She looked around with red eyes and said to the crowd, "My father was killed by the outside Mojia swordsman, and I must avenge him."Dear brothers, please help me!”

A group of people are not old, full of blood, and Zinan is indeed weak for them.At that moment, a large group of people rushed to find each other's revenge.

Gao Zhengyang really can't see it, and he reminded me next to him: "Grandpa can't beat, don't you die?"

Where can I listen to this purple song, I glared at Gao Zhengyang and said, “If you are afraid, get out of here.”I think I'm wrong."

The other disciples of the martial arts museum were also angry with Gao Zhengyang, and they scolded on the spot with bad temper.

Ingratitude, pigs and dogs are not as good, these words are naturally buckled on the head of Gao Zhengyang.

"It doesn't matter if you're wrong, you've never seen it right."

Gao Zhengyang was not angry, and said indifferently, "But you are not filial piety or unrighteous, unwise, but you have no right to teach others."

“What do you mean?”Purple Thousand Song was even more angry, she originally felt that Gao Zhengyang was her own person, but he did not expect to tear down the stage at the critical moment.

"The grandfather's last words let you go quickly, you violate the last words to want revenge, this is filial piety."Grandpa is not an opponent, you think you want to die, this is unwise.It is unjust to die by himself, but to die with his brothers and sisters.”

Gao Zhengyang learned a lesson, and whether the purple song can be heard, he turned around and left.

The people in the museum were angry, and they all scolded Gao Zhengyang for their ruthlessness and fear of death.

However, what Gao Zhengyang really makes sense.After some people's blood, they also feel that revenge is not reliable.

The key is that the most powerful purple South is in public, and their group is far less than Zinan, how to get revenge?In addition, there are many of these Mojia sword guests.

Mojia swordsman is also a friend of the Pegasus Wu Museum, Pegasus is itself in the top three in the Copper City, and the power is much stronger than the Tiangewu Museum.

After these people want to understand, they also have their hearts to withdraw.When Gao Zhengyang left, a group of people advised Ziqiang, first buried Zinan, and then revenge was not too late.

The purple song was trained by Gao Zhengyang, and it was also calm a lot.Indeed, it is not revenge now, it is death.But it was so silent, she couldn't resist this tone.

Between hasty, you can only buy a coffin first, simply use a white cloth to build a shed.

Purple Thousand Songs sat in front of the coffin, thinking of the old father's voice smiling in his heart for a sad heart.And the more people think that the more they think, the more they think, the more they are sad.

In the middle of the night, the maid Ziyanqiang pulled the purple song into the room to rest, and gave the purple song a pot of hot tea.

Purple Thousand Song is very gratifying, although this porcupunier from childhood to big, although fat, but after all, is their own people.After drinking two hot teas, I felt soft and drowsy.

She felt that there was something wrong, but she could not use strength.It made her nervous and didn’t know what was wrong.

When Zi Qian Song was shocked, Zi Yan strode over, she smiled at Zi Qian Song, and the fat smile was not funny, but revealed a cold meaning.

“Where is the sword?”Zi Yan did not cover up, came up and asked directly about the sword.

Zi Qian Song was surprised: “Little Yan, what do you want?”

“It’s nothing more than a great difficulty flying.”

Zi Yan sat down in front of Ziqiang and whispered, “But before you leave, you can’t leave empty-handed.”Since the other person wants the sword, the sky song sword is definitely a good thing.“Miss, give it up.”

Purple Thousand Songs is angry: "Zi Yan, our family is not weak to you."You are ungrateful, who are you right?”

"He's not a bad guy."

Zi Yan laughed coldly: "Your father, in order to let me practice iron elephant skills, has fed me from a young age to take strong and strong bone medicine."I'm ugly, and it's not a good thing your father did."

Zi Yan said, “You have forgotten what you call and drink to me.”Don't say anything about kindness, I eat your purple food and work for your purple family.I don't owe it to you."

The song wanted to refute, but thought for half a day but had nothing to say.Her father made Ziyan like this, and if she was good for her, it would be too bullshit.

“We’re together, and I don’t want to be rough.Give up the sword, and I'll turn and go."

Zi Yan's little eyes flashed with a cold light, "Miss, you keep the sword of heaven song is also a disaster."

Zi Qian Song couldn’t help but sarcastically say, “So you’re for me?”

"People can only for themselves, I take a big risk with the Tiansheng sword, of course, but people in the river, always have to fight."It would be better to be afraid of anything, and it would be better to die straight away."

Zi Yan laughed again, "I am ugly, can not get the love of others, then let others be afraid is also good!" 」

“I don’t know the sword of heaven, the sword that my father has hidden...”

The purple song did not finish, and the thick palm of Ziyan covered his mouth and nose, "Miss, you are not smart."

Purple thousand songs soon breathless, the face of the purple, the body can not run with the breath, in her body continues to expand, the five organs of the internal organs are about to explode.

Even more terrible is the suffocation caused by the suffocation and pain, which makes the purple song painful.Although she often fought, she had been wounded by a sword, and had been wounded by a demon, but she had never experienced this kind of pain.

The purple song's eyes quickly turned over, his body trembled violently, and the whole person seemed to be able to die at any time.

Until this time, Ziyan slowly let go of his hand, so that Zi Qian Song breathed a breath of fresh breath.

All the pressure of purple song was released in an instant, and if she had been born again, she breathed greedily.I think being alive is so good.

But Ziyan's hand soon covered the mouth and nose of the purple song again, and the feeling of suffocation came again, and Zi Qian Song could not help but want to ask for forgiveness, but there was no sound at all.

Ziyan no longer asks about the purple thousand songs, that is, constantly choking to torture the purple thousand songs.If you come here several times, Zi Qiange sweats like slurry, and his eyes are full of fear.There is no such thing as hard as before.

Seeing that Ziyan's hand was covered up again, Zi Qiange hurriedly asked for forgiveness and said, "I said, I say, the sword of Heaven is my father's sword."It's just covered an layer of copper in purple."

In fact, it is also clear that Ziyan will get the sky song sword is likely to be destroyed.But the suffocation of pain and torment made her prefer to die directly now.

"The Lord is also a wise man, but unfortunately, you are neither clever nor fierce."The lake is not for you.”

Zi Yan stood up, there was no expression on her fat face, and the huge palms she slowly raised showed a kind of cyan, "the master and servant, send you a pleasure!"

The eyes of the purple song show despair, but the heart is also somewhat relaxed and relieved.She lived for thirty years, but she couldn’t see what was around her.

Indeed, Zi Yan is right, she is not suitable for the lake.It seems to be nice to be reunited with your father in the underground.

Ziyan operated the iron elephant, just about to shoot the purple song, but suddenly heard someone snapping up.Surprised, she turned around quickly and saw that there were three men behind her.

The leading man was wearing a black robe, with a luxurious sword, and looked very strong.

Zi Yan could not help but narrow his eyes, this person was the swordsman who killed Zi Nan during the day: Mochi.

Mochi patted his hands and smiled and said, "You are a maid, and you look fat, but you are a wise man."

Zi Yan took two steps back, "Mo Jianjun, I am a poor man, I will leave the purple family, please let me have a way of life."

"I think you're a man, too, and follow me."Mochi said with a sincere face.

The violet seems to have some heart, “Are you serious?”

Mochi nodded, just about to speak, but Ziyan suddenly grabbed the purple thousand song neck and took her in his hand.How big is the purple swallow, carrying a thousand songs like a strong man carrying a child.

“What are you doing here?”Mochi asked in surprise.

"I want to take refuge in the Mo family, but only a servant of the rebellious master, and I am afraid that I will not be trusted by you."

Ziyan's broken gong voice is difficult to hear, but the tone of speech is very clear, "so, I do not dare to climb."Please give me a path.”

Mochi said funnyly, “Are you holding a thousand songs to threaten me?”

"Don't dare."

Ziyan holding a purple song is like holding a shield, cautiously lifting it on her chest, completely ignoring the purple song that she will soon be pinch to death.

"When I start, you suddenly speak out, that's not sure you want to die."

Zi Yan calmly said, "Maybe you are looking at her beauty, maybe you want to play with her enemy daughter, or there are any secrets in her, no matter what, Zi Qian Song is always useful."

Zi Yan said to Mochi, "It is not too much to change a useful beauty for a living path that is not ugly."

"I'm so small looking at you."

Mochi shook his head: "Little Tiangewu Museum, there are such people who understand this."That's good."

He took a few steps forward: "Go, leave the living purple song to me."

Mochi also motioned for the two accompanying swordsmen to lean over, giving the purple swallow a way.

“One word for sure.”

Ziyan carried the purple song carefully guarded, step by step from the door to go out.

Mochi was laughing there, and there was no point in doing anything.

Zi Yan did not dare to care, she took the purple song out of the room, the foot of a force to jump the wall to leave, but the shadow suddenly flashed a person, a slap over.

He didn’t hesitate to stop the song.The man took a picture, and the purple song was safe.But the cold palm is straight through the purple swallow.

Unexpectedly, Zi Yan felt wrong, and hurried to avoid it.

The man, with a surveillance, had already carried a purple song after the collar snatched the man over.

From hand-to-hand robbery, the whole process takes place.Although the purple swallows are so guarded, the strength is not as good as each other.You can only watch, but there is no way.

Zi Yan is also a determined person, and he does not hesitate after losing his hand, turning around and going.Outside the wall, a large group of black men in black and swords jumped in.

There are dozens of black people in this group, and they surround the three circles outside the purple swallow.

The look of the big fat face has also become particularly ugly.She cried to Moch, who had come out of the room, and said, "Why should I be so ugly, a great swordsman?"

“You’re such a smart person, I just want to be embarrassed, what can you do?”Mochi laughed so calmly and dashingly, a noble style.

Zi Yan hates to look at that face, hate can not beat a punch, "I just want to live, I want to live ah..."

Anger like a mad purple swallow can no longer hold down emotions, and the body continues to expand and become larger.Her body was fat, swelling up more than three feet high, and the exposed skin showed a dark blue color.Look very scary.

This huge body type also puts great pressure on many black people.Even Mochi's smile, this purple swallow iron elephant has reached the fifth level.

Moreover, it seems that it is also a secret to stimulate potential with some kind of magic, which is very strong.

The swordsman in front of the robbers, while the purple swallows were transformed, flashed a sword and stabbed in the purple swallow vest.The white sword spit out a ray of cold, turned into a huge white frosting flower printed on the purple swallow vest.

The force of the purple swallow increased after the change, and the power of the small cold ice was not enough to affect her.She grabbed the sword and grabbed the sword.

The swordsman still wanted to struggle, and the purple swallow raised the hammer-like fist, and smashed the swordsman's brain with a punch.

“You are dancing!”

After the face of the purple swallow smashed the man, he roared and rushed into the black man.

The force increases sharply after the purple change, and the force speed is naturally fast.With long legs, no one could escape her attack.

One of them was a pair of black-clad swordsmen being beaten.These flying swordsmen's bodies twist and deformation, and their eyes are not alive.

Many black-clad swordsmen were quick to avoid the four sides.Even Mochi was shocked, it was all his men, and naturally he saw that they were all dead.He also drew his sword.

Zi Yan ignored Mochi and looked for black people to start.She is surprisingly strong, and she has a thousand power to raise her hands.As long as the black man is swept by her, he is broken.

Dozens of breaths, at least twenty black people were killed by her.Of course, she was inevitably stabbed with dozens of sword marks by the sword.

Mochi was in a hurry, so that his men would be killed.Mochi drank hard, the glare around the glare, and the body suddenly accelerated a little.

Take advantage of the gap in the purple Yan turning, Mochi's sword penetrated the other's hearts.He was afraid that he could not kill the purple swallow, and repeatedly stabbed the sword, and stabbed the purple swallow body a few pairs, so that the sword was withdrawn and retreated.

Zi Yan stood in the same place, touching his own body and clamoring blood wounds, and was not willing to cry: "I just want to live, want to live what is wrong..."

Her voice was getting lower and lower, her body was also shrinking, and she soon changed back to her original body shape, one end to the ground, and no longer moving.

There were many black people around, but they were shocked and did not dare to come near.

A thousand songs thrown on the ground, but witnessed the whole battle.The sudden burst of Ziyan before her death made her very surprised.She never knew that this girl could fight so much!

Purple thousand songs are very complicated, if not Mochi too strong, Ziyan will certainly get away.She had always looked down on Ziyan, but now she found that the other person, whether it was a brain or a force, was much stronger than her.

Unfortunately, fate was not good, and I met Mochi.

When Zi Qiange was sighing, suddenly the corner of his eye was shaking, and there seemed to be a shadow moving.She was trying to look carefully, but she found that Morch was coming.

Mochi's face was full of murder, the sword was still dripping with blood, and the purple swallow had gone mad just now and killed most of them.The cold ice swordsman was beaten to death, and the death and injury were a little too heavy.

At this time, Mochi naturally could not laugh.He came over and held the sword and pointed to the purple song, "Bitch, how many people have died for you!"The old man fucked.”

Mochi, with a verb, was talking harsh words, but suddenly gave birth to a police note, and hurriedly turned around and waved his sword.

The sword cut through nothing, and Mochi was somewhat surprised.At this moment, a sword light stabbed in the shadow behind him, silently entering the back of Mochi's neck and penetrating his throat.

This person is a long time, and the time is just right to stab.And the blade in his hand was extremely sharp, and he easily killed Mochi on the spot.

The throat is pierced not to kill on the spot, but the back neck bone is pierced, and all mobility is terminated.Mochi looked desperately at a cold Sensen's long blade in front of him, and he couldn't figure out when someone came behind him.

The sudden change also made the purple songs on the ground look embarrassed.

Mochi, the powerful swordsman who killed her father, died like this.

The purple song thinks that Mochi is at least the fifth-order top, and may even be a sixth-order swordsman.Such a swordsman was so easily killed.

The shadow faded, revealing the shadow of Gao Zhengyang.

Purple Thousand Song was even more surprised, she did not expect that the killing of Mochi was actually Gao Zhengyang!Why is this man without power, how can he be so strong?

Gao Zhengyang nodded at the purple song: "It's good that it's not too late."

Purple Thousand Song looked at the slender Aomori sword blade in his hand, which was her father's Tiansheng sword.

“Lend the sword.”Gao Zhengyang explained a word.Only through the sharpness of the sword can he compare with a master like Mochi.

The Mo family swordsmen found out that it was wrong, and Mochi was dead!

Mojia swordsmen rushed to Gao Zhengyang like crazy, and only by killing Gao Zhengyang could they survive.

A group of swordsmen like a mad tiger changed his face and shouted, “Go away!”

Gao Zhengyang, a sword, calmly said: "Don't worry, no one can go."