Chapter 59 The Redemption Between Small Stone and Chopsticks

The golden light on the knife's body just flashed away, just like a flash in the pan. Lin Yi witnessed the direction of the knife and found that his aunt looked coldly at the ferocious face of the two tigers in front of her.

The contrast between the two distinct eyes is strong, because in front of murder, the aunt's eyes are so clear, so meaningless and strong, without any fear.

When the young man in the distance saw that Lin Yi had no intention of doing anything, the so-called expectations in his heart suddenly disappeared. For those who can't be saved, the young man feels that no matter how the other party's painting intention is and no matter how high the realm is, how can he replace his status as a painting idiot in Laocheng?

Therefore, the young man just sneered in the distance, and on his beautiful face, it seemed that the frost of the cold winter was about to condense. The slender five fingers on his right hand slowly stretched out, like a beautiful sunflower. The next moment, a small stone on the roadside suddenly flew and was mysteriously controlled between the palm of his hand.

This dark pebble was originally very ordinary, but now it is no longer ordinary. It flew to his palm, but in the end it did not touch his clean and white palm.

The small stone, with magical magic, slowly rotated under the palm of the young man, like a running ball.

So, after a few breaths, when the young man's face became colder and colder, when the two tigers in the distance shook the big knife, and when Lin Yi in the distance also began to do it slightly, the dark black stone flew faster than all the direction of the two tigers cut down with the knife in the distance.

The flight trajectory of the small stone is very straight, without any twists and turns, just like a sea level line. However, its speed is also incredibly fast, faster than Jinghong, and faster than the lightning in the dark clouds when the rainstorm comes to the dust.

Lin Yi smiled slightly at the corners of his mouth. Although the noodle stall was even separated from the two people in the street in the distance, at the moment when the small stone flew, he finally felt the fluctuation of heaven and earth in the distance. Because of such fluctuations in the atmosphere of heaven and earth, he began to firmly clamp the chopsticks in the empty noodle bowl with his fingers. .

The chopsticks were controlled by the qi of heaven and earth in Lin Yi's body. After the small stone flew nearly half of the way, the bamboo chopsticks between his two fingers suddenly flew out. The speed is still strange, almost the same as the speed of the small stone flying, but the chopsticks are more like an arrow from the string, like a stone flying towards the two tigers in front of the noodle stall.

With a loud sound!

The sound is harsh, like the sound of monks ringing bells in the temple.

A bright red blood began to flow from Erhuzi's ear, like a thick dark blood stain shaken by the sound.

The big knife that fell from the right hand stopped in mid-air, and the sharp and cold blade also stagnated in front of the aunt's wide forehead. The knife did not fall on the aunt's forehead, but the gorgeous knife spirit cut off half of the green silk lifted by the knife wind.

The green silk that fell with the knife slowly fell to the ground, and the aunt swallowed a mouthful of water.

"Death...!" A soft sound became weaker and weaker. After the heavy sound, the second tiger had not said the word "ba" behind it, and the voice had disappeared from his mouth.

The weak voice broke the surrounding streets that were about to return to silence. Er Huzi's right hand was still holding a big knife. However, at this moment, his eyes were at a loss, as if he had lost. The corners of his mouth slowly overflowed with blood, and the nerves came with extremely severe pain, so the throat of Erhuzi could no longer control the blood that was about to gushe out of his body.

Puff!

The unstoppable blood sprayed out, like a rain of blood all over the sky, and like red flowers flying all over the sky, and the two tigers suddenly sprayed on the dull aunt's face.

The blood was warm with a disgusting smell of blood. This was spewed blood from Erhuzi's body, and because of this warm blood, Erhuzi's blank eyes began to be occupied by dead air.

The dead gray suddenly rose from his eyes, and in an unexpected way replaced his original ink pupil, coming without warning and extremely quickly. The strong body seemed to have lost the support of his footsteps. The two tiger's knees were slightly soft and bent, and then he fell back with his heavy body and fell on the vast road.

Bang!

fell to the ground, and the sound of the heavy blow shocked people's hearts. The aunt looked at the two tigers who didn't know how to die in front of her, looked at his miserable body, and then reached out and touched the sticky blood on her face and all over her body, and felt that everything came suddenly.

Or life or death, between thoughts.

The cold knife still did not fall off the right hand of the tiger, but was held in his right hand, but the wide knife was inlaid with a dark black stone. At the same time, in the middle of the stone, a bamboo chopstick passed straight through and intersed horizontally interspersed in dark black. The middle of the small stone is just right.

"Is the second tiger dead?" Many men behind him looked dull, just like the cohesive aunt with a condensed face, unbelievably.

"But who saw how he died?" The Mo brothers looked at several people around in consternment and questioned.

"I didn't see him. He seemed to die suddenly." Seeing the handsome man's eyes locked on him, the short man replied submissively, with a trembling voice in his tone, as if he was frightened by the sudden prologue.

They are all countless bloody thieves who have raised big knives, cut people' lives, and rob families. * caravans, even if they say that they are all evil, they can't do anything. However, at this time, in the face of this sudden death of Erhuzi, looking at his inexplicable death and tragedy, everyone can't help but feel a little hair.

"Isn't it haunted?" The short man was surprised.

Before the end of his speech, a heavy slap slapped him on the back of his head, making a soft sound. The short man felt that he had been patted and felt a burst of pain in the back of his head. He turned his head angrily and found that the person who fanned him was a part of his team, which made him very dissatisfied.

So, he said angrily to the person who patted him, "What are you doing to shoot me? Are you looking for death?"

When the man saw that the other party was angry, he sneered and said nothing. He just looked at the short man with a disdain and said, "Where are the ghosts in the world? Are you stupid or stupid?"

"If you know why the two tigers could die so strangely without ghosts, why did they die?"

"Why don't you take a closer look?"

"He's right, dwarf, go with him to see what's going on and see what's going on!" The handsome man listened to the man's words and said solemnly.

"Why do you want us to go and why don't you check it yourself?" The dwarf was dissatisfied, and he was afraid that he would die strangely like the two tigers.

They are thieves. Thieves are most afraid of death. Lin Yi is a practitioner. He is also afraid of death. And after several life and death, he is more and more afraid of death. As for why the two tigers in the distance fell?

That's because he deserved to die, so he fell down.

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