A leaf in a million flowers never touches the body.
Li Zhichang is also a little bit in this rain.
But Shi Guanyin wouldn’t have this trick. She held the flower branch with two fingers and shook it in the wind. The flower branch was as straight as a peerless sword.
Chapter seventy-five Flowers fall apart
Anyone who has reached the top of martial arts is not limited to making weapons, so he can make moves at will.
A small soft branch can turn a peerless front into a stone in the hands of Shi Guanyin.
Rain and flowers all over the sky came to Li Zhichang, but suddenly they fell one after another.
As white as snow, as white as white flowers, it sets off Li Zhichang’s abundant gods and jade.
Flowers fall naturally, and you can always hear them if you have a heart.
The branches are still quite straight.
Flowers fall and thorns come, but the branches are
In fact, it’s not that the branches rub against each other and the air sounds don’t come quickly.
When the petals fall on Li Zhichang’s feet, the wooden branches are already in Li Zhichang’s chest.
This recruit from the name now has a name-kill Li Zhichang.
Shi Guanyin has secretly vowed that this sword hole will never be the same again in this life after Li Zhichang’s chest, so let this exquisite fencing be buried with Li Zhichang.
The cuttlefish is not half sluggish and has no feelings to penetrate Li Zhichang’s chest.
Shi Guanyin suddenly felt inexplicable, and this emptiness came so suddenly.
Even if she concentrates on the flowers, no matter how hard she stabs them, she shouldn’t hinder them.
Huazhi did not leave any blood in Li Zhichang’s heart.
If people don’t have blood?
The evening breeze gently blew into the promenade and Li Zhichang suddenly dissipated.
Shi Guanyin suddenly felt a little wet in her face. She didn’t cry, but the water in her air was too thick.
This is the right way. The sword has actually failed to resist Li Zhichang.
She’s still here. She can’t be depressed.
At this moment, her heart seems to be
It seems to be full of everything.
The five senses have disappeared, but I can feel a figure in front.
That’s the wind
The wind bypassed people and formed a special image of people in her mind.
Li Zhichang didn’t disappear. He’s still here.
All these thoughts happened in an instant.
Suddenly Li Zhichang moved, and he moved and disappeared again.
Because he melted into the wind and the wind parted from each other
Is he the wind or the wind?
There is a knife in the wind, braving the cold.
This cold makes Shi Guanyin very cold.
She was absolutely sure that the knife could kill her in an instant.
A flick of a finger is sixty moments. At a flick of a finger, this knife can make her die sixty times.
But after all, she is a person with a life.
Since the evening breeze comes and goes, it is impossible to stay.
Camellia outside the promenade has also been blown off a petal. Since it is a flower, it can’t fall off.
Where there are flowers, there must be flowers falling.
Where there is life, there must be death.
Death is not Li Zhichang, then it must be Shi Guanyin.
View from the Bodhisattva’s deep Prajna paramita for a long time, and see that the five aggregates are all suffering …’
The heart meridian sounds in the corridor for a long time.