Chapter 59 Ghost Sorrow

Qiu Feng has been practicing swordsmanship for 12 or two years in order to get ahead and be superior. In Confucianism, he is neutral and extreme, but he can get along with Hongxiu. Now Hongxiu has betrayed Confucianism, and the northern and southern martial arts have nowhere to escape, but he knows that there is a reliable person in Jiangnan, that is, Qiufeng Twelve.

The master moves, not only the moves, but also the momentum. The autumn wind is twelve murderous, and one blow will kill. If there is no mistake, it will also lose all the opportunity and lose his life.

The autumn wind knows this truth, and the mad knife also understands it.

The heroes outside the park also felt murderous and almost breathless.

Red sleeves are more nervous than everyone else, because this war is related to whether Qiu Feng 12 will die, and whether it will be turned into ashes and smoke by the dragon knife of the mad knife? Qiu Fengshi, who had a good relationship with himself two years ago, recently found that his swordsmanship is indeed much higher, and he has doubled his enthusiasm for himself and fanaticism. However, it seems that even his temperament has changed, become more resolute, more ruthless, and more competitive. He will still be the same as before. The person who is gentle and considerate to himself?

Does she really want him to die?

Between love and hate, such as the separation of yin and yang, is not clear.

Is it love or hate?

The red-sleeved knife suddenly had the impulse to help Qiu Feng 12, although he had changed.

But at this time, everything was late, and the autumn wind shouted: "Flying rainbow through the sky!"

The sword in the hand of Qiu Feng 12 seems to turn into several flying rainbows and rushes straight to the door of the mad knife.

The mad knife only felt that the powerful air covered every corner of the body, and the colorful flying rainbow came.

The red-sleeved knife applauded secretly. After all, my past love is still two good, which is worthy of my pride.

When everyone thought so, the sun and the moon suddenly had no light. It seemed that the clouds covered the sky, and the wind and clouds were as obscure and dim.

Everyone only saw a flash of knife light, and then there was silence.

The knife is as light as frost, and the knife is as crazy.

I vaguely saw that the twelve buns of the autumn wind were scattered, and the hairs were dancing in the wind, standing there and stunned.

The knife said wildly, "You lost, you go."

Qiu Feng twelve muttered, "What a fast knife, a fast knife..." He staggered and stepped back.

Mad knife can't bear it and sighs slightly. What if it wins? It just hurts a person's heart.

He didn't know that the red sleeves in the crowd at this time was even more sad.

But at this moment, I only listened to the autumn wind twelve "Ah!" A scream fell to the ground, just like the fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

Withered and drifted away.

The crazy knife hurried over and held Qiu Feng 12 and said, "What's wrong! What happened?

Qiu Feng twelve held his chest and gasped, "I didn't kill Juxian Building, I didn't kill it."

I don't know what else to say. I gritted my teeth, pulled out the knife in front of my chest, spit out blood, and died.

The mad knife was shocked, and the pulse was indeed dead. It secretly said where the knife came from. When I took a closer look, it shone in the moonlight and dripped blood.

Knife, flying knife! See the flying knife again.

In the sky and underground, there is no knife light, no knife, no trace of flying knife.

Crazy Knife really can't figure out who it is? It's deadly to be able to make a flying knife silently under your own eyes!

The heroes outside were already in chaos. Hongxiu was shocked. Seeing Qiu Feng twelve fall to the ground in an instant, blood spewed out. Hongxiu's heart was sour and shouted, "Everyone rushed in and kill the mad knife!" This murderous demon sneaks behind his back, despicable and shameless!"

The group is excited, and the crazy knife is unspeakable. Although it is not afraid at all, after all, many people are entangled and troublesome. When things are not good, they grab the take-off knife and disappear in the thick night.

Everyone went to chase, leaving only the body of the autumn wind twelve in the garden, gently blowing against the dim skylight.

When everyone went far away, everything was silent. He slowly walked into a man outside the park, masked, wearing a snake's head crutches, and approached the dead body. He stared at the strange eyes and said, "Get up quickly. Don't pretend to be a ghost in front of me. You can't deceive others. You can't deceive me!"

The dead body remains motionless, and the sound is still silent.

The masked old man said again, "If you can't afford it, I will smash your spirit with a stick." After saying that, raise the crutch and smash it.

The twelve dead bodies of Qiu Feng suddenly jumped up and attacked three swords in a row.

The old man smiled and said, "At first glance, I thought the body had changed. Autumn Wind Twelve, you are still young. Do you know who I am?"

Qiu Feng said fiercely, "No matter who you are, you can't live until dawn!" With that, there are three swords again.

The old man was not angry. The cold light flashed, and the sword of the autumn wind was folded into two parts. The hilt of the sword fell to the ground, and the other part, with a trembling tone, disappeared in the night sky and flashed far away and disappeared.

The autumn wind was shocked and knew that he couldn't run. He shouted, "Who are you?"

"Don't worry valley, flying knives and ghosts see sorrow."

Qiu Feng only felt two strands of war, and the back of his head was cold. He smiled sadly and said, "Young man, how dare you cheat to death and ruin my reputation? What on earth do you mean?"

Qiu Feng Twelve Su heard that Mochou was not only a flying knife stunt, but also a sinister and vicious person, so he had to kneel down and bravely said, "The younger generation is really... It's because there is no shame on the face of defeat and you can't step down, so you have such a bad strategy.

The ghost stared at Qiu Feng and snorted coldly: "I see that you are a talented person, a little like the shadow of me back then, otherwise I would have killed you. Now that you are also dead, why don't you go with me?

Qiu Feng twelve did not dare to refuse and kowtowed his head and said, "I'm sorry to be treated by the elders. I can't wait to ask the elder for a few tips. He has benefited a lot, but where do you want to go with you?"

"Don't Chou Valley."

However, it shows that Mr. Yue and the dark night Liuxiang and the mysterious swordsman said goodbye to the mad knife, and now rushed to Shaoxing's house to get drunk Yuexuan. The mysterious swordsman was silent on the road and listened to the endless discussion of the dark night Liuxiang and the bright moon and the battle of the unknown village.

Mr. Mingyue's eyebrows were flying. Seeing that the mysterious swordsman seemed to be very depressed, he patted him on the shoulder but didn't know what to call it. He only said, "Why do you look a little frustrated?" Didn't you win today?"

The mysterious swordsman smiled faintly: "If it hadn't been for your crazy knife, how could I have died at this moment? All right, is your name Mr. Mingyue?"

Mingyue nodded and said, "Yes!"

The mysterious swordsman smiled and said, "Thanks to the care of my sister and your two sisters all the way, I would like to thank you very much."

Liuxiang in the dark night twisted the bright moon and smiled, "Brother, you don't have to do this. How can he take good care of me? Sister Lan and Caihuan took more care of me. We will go back and thank them later.

Mr. Mingyue said strangely, "Why don't I take care of you? I almost dropped my head several times with you!"

Liu Xiang's beautiful face sank in the dark night and said unhappily, "Then why hasn't it fallen off yet? Humph, why don't you wear a mask? Don't be afraid to see your precious sister!"