The drunkard complexion micro white, hidden has the regret. 酒徒脸色微白,隐有悔意。 Formerly that thousand li (500 km) hastened out of the way, he has consumed many Psyche Power, has not actually thought that what the match used was only an ordinary feather arrow, although was away from at least more than hundred li (0.5 km), can shoot to be so far a feather arrow, is so accurate, is surpasses the normal logic of shooting, the extremely terrifying matter, but that after all was an ordinary arrow. 先前那次千里趋避,他消耗了很多念力,却没想到,对手用的只是一枝普通羽箭虽然隔着至少百余里,能将一枝羽箭射到这么远,射的这么准,已经是超出正常逻辑、极恐怖的事情,但那,毕竟是枝普通箭。 What he fears is Yuan 13 arrows, evades is also Yuan 13 arrows with, if early knows that is only the ordinary feather arrow, his where need is so prudent? Waves then to break it. 他惧的是元13箭,避的也是元13箭同,如果早知道只是枝普通的羽箭,他哪里需要如此慎重？挥手便能破之。 Sang Sang calmly visits him, has not revealed the ridicule ridicule the look, said another two digit. 桑桑静静看着他,没有流露出讥讽嘲笑的神色,说出了另外两个数字。 This time digit is the new digit. 这一次的数字是新数字。 Buzz a ringing, a feather arrow broken nighttime sky, but , the throat of straight thrust drunkard. 嗡的一声振鸣,一枝羽箭破夜空而至,直刺酒徒的咽喉。 This arrow comes compared with formerly that arrow the person who because quickly shoots arrows, is away from the small town to be nearer. Between two arrows, but breathes the time instant, that person then dashed about wildly very far distance. 这一箭来的要比先前那箭更快因为射箭的人,距离小镇更近。两箭之间,不过是刹那呼吸时间,那人便狂奔出了很远一段距离。 He leaves the small town, had 50 li (0.5 km). 他离小镇,只有50里地了。 ...... …… ...... …… Bang such as the thunder sound, from dozens, passes to the small town directly, if not know, that is the speed that a person runs is too quick, the bang that the hit air has, definitely thinks, the rainstorm that here just stopped, transferred to inside and outside dozens, moreover is thunderstorm rain. 轰隆如雷的声音,从数十里外,直接传到小镇上,如果不是知晓,那是一个人奔跑的速度太快,撞击空气发出的巨响,肯定会以为,这边刚刚停止的暴雨,移到了数十里外,而且还是一场雷暴雨。 The small town is shining weak light calligraphy and painting The Shop, the Chao Xiaoshu facial expression is tranquil, as if anything has not thought that Zhang San and Li Si look at each other one, sees each other restlessness in eye, actually does not know that should make anything. 小镇亮着微弱灯光的书画铺子里,朝小树神情平静,似乎什么都没有想,张三和李四对视一眼,看出彼此眼里的不安,却不知该做些什么。 Hides Big Black horse in dim light of night, hears bang the sound. Becoming somewhat lathers, several times lift the hoof, then wants to rush to outside the town to aid, actually stops, because it discovered that the speed of person wants also to be faster! 隐藏在夜色里的大黑马,听到轰隆声。变得有些焦躁不安,几次抬蹄,便欲奔出镇外去接应,却又停止,因为它发现来人的速度要比自己还要更快！ People not, arrow already, arrow first. 人未至,箭已至,箭先至。 Bang the thunderclap, has covered arrow variety sound from out of the blue. 轰隆雷声,掩盖了箭簇破空的声音。 Of extremely slight scoffing, a feather arrow straight thrust drunkard throat. 极轻微的嗤的一声,一枝羽箭直刺酒徒咽喉。 Clarity that this time, the drunkard looks. Wields the sleeves lightly. Then curls to that feather arrow, hissing a light sound, on the long wide sleeve of green scholar long unlined close-fitting gown was ripped open together the opening, that feather arrow does not know that flew where. 这一次,酒徒看的真切。轻挥衣袖。便向那枝羽箭卷去,嘶啦一声轻响,青色文士长衫的广袖上被撕开一道裂口,那枝羽箭也不知飞去了何处。 Strength that transmits from the feather arrow. He judges. Ning Que leaves the small town to be very near. However several li (0.5 km), however he has not reacted with enough time, 从羽箭上传来的力量。他判断出。宁缺离小镇已经很近。不过数里,然而他还没有来得及做出反应, …… 第 698 698 Chapter 章 Puff sound. 的噗噗声响。 Drunkard lip angle overflowing blood, the under foot actually still such as the electricity like the demon, a finger continues the point to her forehead, has made up mind to kill her, the symbol that even the abacus beads wrote starts to disseminate Symbol Intent, he does not pay attention! 酒徒唇角溢血,脚下却依然如电如魅,一指继续点向她的眉心,决意杀她,甚至就连算珠写成的符开始散播符意,他也毫不理会！ Does not refer to, Finger Intent, has been hard to imagine its quantity Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, following the finger of drunkard, the thorn approaches...... No, should rumble to the Sang Sang forehead! 指未至,指意已至,难以想象其数量的天地元气,顺着酒徒的手指,刺向……不,应该是轰向桑桑的眉心！ This time, he is in even/including Hu the sword discards unexpectedly! 这一次,他竟是连壶中剑都弃之不用！ The Sang Sang complexion becomes pale incomparable, if before, facing such fighting tooth and nail attack, she only needs to look at one, then can deal with, however now, she needs other people's help. 桑桑脸色变得苍白无比,如果是以前,面对这样的搏命攻击,她只需要看一眼,便能应付,然而现在,她需要他人的帮助。 The blood, the class from her corner of the eye comes out, appears specially fearsome. 鲜血,从她的眼角里流出来,显得特别可怖。 The drunkards continue to forward, only need instant, then be able to extinguish in referring to Sang Sang. 酒徒继续向前,只需刹那,便能将桑桑灭于指下。 It is a pity that he missed eventually instant. 遗憾的是,他终究还是差了刹那。 Because the Ning Que arrow arrived, this time, is not the ordinary feather arrow, but is the iron arrow. 因为宁缺的箭到了,这一次,不是普通羽箭,而是铁箭。 The drunkards draw back, the illness draws back, draws back is several hundred li (0.5 km). 酒徒退,疾退,一退又是数百里。 Then he comes back. 然后他回来。 He looks the wound that on the left shoulder that iron arrow leaves behind, looks to drop the ground, converges the sewage the blood, silent little while, then gained ground, looks to stand Sang Sang Ning Que. 他看着左肩上那道铁箭留下的伤口,看着滴落到地面,汇入污水的血,沉默了会儿,然后抬起头来,望向已经站到桑桑身边的宁缺。 He in the head of street, have several 100 feet from the ruins of wineshop, is away from the calligraphy and painting shop to be very near. 他在街的这头,距离酒肆的废墟有数十丈,距离书画铺很近。 Formerly that quarter he had made up mind to snatch to kill Sang Sang , because the Ning Que iron arrow was very troublesome, now he cannot succeed, did not have what anxious facial expression, because he must be quiet. 先前那刻他决意抢杀桑桑,是因为宁缺的铁箭很麻烦,现在他没能成功,也没有什么焦虑的神情,因为他必须平静。 Only is absolutely tranquil, can avoid the Ning Que iron arrow. 只有绝对平静,才能避开宁缺的铁箭。 He put out a hand to brush off the left shoulder, as if brushed off grey general, brushed off to fall the ground the blood. 他伸手掸了掸右肩,仿佛掸灰一般,将血掸落到地上。 Ning Que iron arrow again. 宁缺的铁箭再至。 When iron arrow not to string, the drunkard Perception to the movement of The next moment Ning Que finger, he has acted ahead of time. 铁箭未离弦时,酒徒已经感知到下一刻宁缺手指的动作,他提前动作。 Buzz a dull thumping sound. 嗡的一声闷响。 On the long street presents together clear perfectly straight route, steam that concentrates newly, after full is the rain in the dim light of night long street of cool breeze, looks is not clear, is reflecting the glimmer in calligraphy and painting shop, to person a strange feeling. 长街上出现一道清晰的箭道,新凝的水蒸汽,在满是雨后清风的夜色长街里,看的并不清晰,反射着书画铺里的微光,给人一种诡异的感觉。 The drunkards return to the street, loosens the wine pot of waist, hands lip drinking to heart's content several, does not attend to the wine dripping to fall the whole body, then he calmly looks at Ning Que, pulls out a sharp sword from the pot slowly. 酒徒回到街上,解下腰间的酒壶,递到唇边痛饮数口,不顾酒浆淌落满身,然后他静静看着宁缺,从壶中缓缓抽出一把锋利的剑。 Iron arrow again. 铁箭再至。 He evades again. 他再避。 He comes back once more. 他再次回来。 He looks at Ning Que behind quivering, asked a very important question. 他看着宁缺身后的箭筒,问了一个很重要的问题。 „Do you have several iron arrows?” “你还有几根铁箭？” Ning Que had not replied that his issue, full is the face of dirt and on blood, facial expression tranquilly impressive. 宁缺没有回答他的问题,满是污垢与鲜血的脸上,神情平静地令人惊叹。 Here is not Chang An City, he is unable a borrowing startled god boundless strength, Sang Sang unable like the past years, to give his inexhaustible Vast Sky god splendor support. 这里不是长安城,他无法借取惊神阵磅礴的力量,桑桑也无法像当年那样,给予他无穷无尽的昊天神辉支持。 Without the inheritance of teacher, does not have the inspiration of Vast Sky, only then oneself. 没有师长的遗产,没有昊天的启迪,只有自己。 The drunkards had not counted on that can hear the reply, he knows the Ning Que only remaining iron arrows, the victory at present. 酒徒没有指望能够听到回答,他知道宁缺只剩下一根铁箭,胜利就在眼前。 What is most important, he confirmed that the Ning Que arrow, is unable to hit a target oneself. 最重要的是,他已经确认,宁缺的箭,根本无法射中自己。 Ning Que continues to send the arrow, ordinary feather arrow. 宁缺继续发箭,普通的羽箭。 In the small town, resounds the sad and shrill feather arrow from out of the blue sound, the arrow sound is such stormy, as if no cutting off place unexpectedly. 小镇里,响起凄厉的羽箭破空声,箭声是那样的密集,竟仿佛没有断绝处。 Whiz whiz whiz whiz! 嗖嗖嗖嗖！ ! 嗤嗤嗤嗤！ Puff puff! 噗噗噗噗！ The feather arrow leaves the bowstring, at the terror speed, incomparably shoots at the drunkard accurately, tears the air, tears to pieces the dark night, innumerable arrow shades, even must illuminate the dim small town. 羽箭离开弓弦,以恐怖的速度,准确无比地射向酒徒,撕裂空气,撕破黑夜,无数箭影,甚至要将昏暗的小镇照亮。 In the arrow shade arrow wind arrow roar, the drunkard personal appearance like the demon, flicks the sleeve like the dance. 箭影箭风箭啸里,酒徒身形如魅,拂袖如舞。 Regardless of the Ning Que arrow is quick, again how accurate, cannot hit a target he. 无论宁缺的箭再快,再如何准确,就是射不中他。 Because he was too quick. 因为他真的太快了。 ...... …… ...... …… On street a peace. 街道上一片安静。 Everywhere is the arrows. 到处都是箭。 In the broken eave of pawnshop, slanting oblique cutting arrow. 当铺的破檐里,斜斜插着箭。 In the stone steps in rice shop, deeply is inserting the arrow. 米店的石阶里,深深插着箭。 On the azure flagstone, the feather arrow has projected the spider web fissure. 青石板上,羽箭射出了蛛网般的裂痕。 Can shoot the hard stone, conceivable Ning Que perfectly straight route, now actually overbearing to any degree. 能够射进坚硬的石头,可以想象宁缺的箭道,现在究竟霸道到了什么程度。 Such arrow law, still has not actually shot dead the drunkard. 这样的箭法,却依然没有射死酒徒。 Ning Que maintains is pulling the attitude of bow, is aiming at the drunkard silent, does not have the loose string, because both arms formerly series shoots to consume the play, some shiver slightly. 宁缺保持着挽弓的姿式,沉默地瞄准着酒徒,没有松弦,双臂因为先前的连环射消耗过剧,有些微微颤抖。 In his behind quivering, only remaining several ordinary feather arrow and an iron arrow. 他身后的箭筒里,只剩下数枝普通羽箭和一枝铁箭。 The drunkards look that he unemotionally saying: „Has the skill, you hit a target I.” 酒徒看着他面无表情说道:“有本事,你就射中我。” Ning Que has not spoken, because he truly cannot hit a target he. 宁缺没有说话,因为他确实射不中他。 Because of his silence, the drunkard has smiled, in the smiling face has many ridicules and disdaining: „You shoot.” 因为他的沉默,酒徒笑了起来,笑容里有很多嘲弄和不屑:“你射啊。” Ning Que has not shot, has not put down the iron bow. 宁缺没射,也没有放下铁弓。 He. 他在等。 He and other drunkards cannot back and forth No Rules that instance. 他在等酒徒不能来回无距的那个瞬间。 The drunkards stand before the calligraphy and painting shop, in shop dim light, by the window paper, falls on his face, is somewhat motley, looks that looks like autumn has not left the tip, had actually been soaked the leaf of several days by the autumn rain. 酒徒站在书画铺前,铺里昏暗的灯光,透过窗纸,落在他的脸上,有些斑驳,看着就像是秋天没有离开梢头,却被秋雨浸了数日的树叶。 Suddenly, is correct formidable intent, from his face in these motley light gives birth. 忽然间,有道强大的阵意,从他脸上那些斑驳的光影里生出。 ...... …… ...... …… ( Today three matters, maoni1118, some letter public number drawing, formally will not have started from tomorrow, welcome everybody to pay attention, um, the prize will announce tomorrow, should good...... Naturally, it is a pity that I had not found the support, that oneself come, weeps blood to announce the world. Oh, was right, the drunkard will kill tomorrow, result everybody feels at ease, naturally is flamboyant, three years ago thought.) （今天没有三件事,就一件,maoni1118,某信公众号的抽奖活动,将从明天正式开始,欢迎大家关注,嗯,奖品明天公布,应该会不错……当然,遗憾的是,我没找到赞助,那就自己来吧,泣血公告天下。噢,对了,酒徒明天杀,结局大家安心,当然牛逼,三年前就想好了。）