193 a knife in the back

The inn is very quiet. Three sophomores snored one after another downstairs. On this last summer night, under the short candlelight that was about to burn out, a vicissitudes of middle-aged man, a slightly naive but fierce girl, their eyes met quietly, like a silent competition.

"I can promise you." Mo Zun said, "Until then, I want to ask my daughter if she admits it herself, I won't do anything she doesn't want to see."

Is this... a promise? Yaoling has a bad hunch that the demon won't stop the war so easily. If she expects it well, the devil should also have exchange conditions.

"I have been out for so many days and stayed alone in the demon world, which is very lonely. As an old friend, you should also accompany her, right?

This is the condition of the demon. If the distant spirit agrees, it is tantamount to throwing himself into the trap and becoming a demon hostage. However, if he really wants to be unfavorable to the remote spirit, is there a better mobile phone than now?

The distant spirit is silent. She doesn't want to believe this man with her intuition. Her decision will affect the lives of her beloved companions, lovers, and the people of Yangzhou. She can't be so hasty.

"Think about it. I want to hear your exact answer before dawn. The demon master said, waved his right hand gently, and the bronze mirror showed the situation of the six princes fighting in Nancheng District--

After the collapsed waste wall in Nancheng District, Fengchuan, Yan Qingdu and Huamei are hiding. The words that Yan Qing held in her arms were already unconscious. The overloaded soul injection for two nights consumed her too much spiritual power, and she could no longer fight. Fengchuan inserted the rice sword into the ground, and his teeth and right hand cooperated to tear open the underwear and wrapped the wound of his left arm. Fortunately, the injured was his left arm.

It's midnight again. Not to mention human beings, even a whale can't stand such endless bloodshed.

Fengchuan sat down against the wall. This moment of silence will soon pass. The evil spirits wandering around will soon find the hiding place of the three of them. Soon, it will be another fierce battle.

I don't know how long they can last. I don't know how long it will take to finish. The evil spirits released tonight are more than twice as powerful as those released last night. There are hundreds of ordinary souls that need to be protected and thousands of evil spirits that need to be destroyed, but there are only seven people in Fengchuan. Now, there are only six people left who can fight.

"This won't work, Brother Qingdu. We can't fight with a woman for long. You can quit the game with your words. Fengchuan stood up with a sword. His breath now is colder than a sword covered with moonlight and blood.

"Fengchuan, I can still fight!"

"But you have to send Mei to leave the battle area safely. Now the three of us can't contact Brother Chun. You are the only one who can save Mei. Now, I'm going to use it as a bait to lure away the devil. You take Mei to go quickly.

"Fengchuan! No, I'll send Mei back to Wufu, and then I'll come back to you right away!"

Fengchuan smiled at Qingdu, which was so relaxed that Yan Qing was puzzled. Brother Qingdu, he still doesn't understand. Judging from the current situation, the Qing Dynasty can break out before dawn, and it's good to return to Wufu. Even if he can rush back to the battlefield, don't rush back. Because tonight is the last battle of their six princes in the soul game.

Fengchuan turned his face and looked at Yan Qingdu. You can sacrifice one less. If you can really escape the two people smoothly, the six princes will make money!

"Right." Fengchuan gently said these two words to Yan Qingdu. While putting on the blindfold again, he had jumped over the waste wall and stabbed several evil spirits who were quietly approaching into black and ash!

Escape, Brother Qingdu.

Fengchuan rushed to the enemy he identified with a sword, but he had to think that in this battle, the elimination of the enemy was not the point. Protecting what he wanted to protect was the real victory. Perhaps all battles are like this.

Fengchuan was surrounded by black tide-like evil spirits. These stupid guys should not have noticed that Yan Qingdu and Hu Mei had fled in the opposite direction. Fengchuan smiled easily, so that he won.

"Come on." Fengchuan sword pointed to the evil and shouted awe-inspiringly, "You evil spirits who can't end well, tonight, it will be surpassed by me, Xiao Fengchuan!"

Fengchuan had just raised his rice sword. Originally, he was surrounded by him. The evil spirits who were about to rush up and eat him suddenly retreated as if they were afraid of something.

But I'm not afraid of Fengchuan. Fengchuan noticed that these evil spirits slowly dispersed, as if to make way for the people outside.

"Uh hehehe..."

It's the laughter that hates the mackerel. Fengchuan looked at the direction she came from. The blackness on the ice and jade body was heavier. It was hard to tell whether she had become stronger or to the edge of collapse step by step.

"What's the matter? Can't you sleep at night and want to run out and play hide-and-seek with me? Brother, I still have a lot of ghosts to cut, and I don't have time to play with you.

Fengchuan scratched his head. When Xuanqing gradually approached, Feng Chuan realized that there was still a person behind her... No, ghost.

What's going on? Fengchuan carried the sword on his shoulder and beat himself on the shoulder.

"What's going on? I don't think you want to fight. Are you afraid to see me too much?" Xuanqing helps the jaw.

"None. When I see you appear, there is always a way that the game is about to end. It's really boring. I haven't killed enough yet."

Xuanqing sneered, but she wanted to see how long Fengchuan could be proud. She leaned up to the side, revealing the ghost hiding behind her: "Isn't it enough to kill? That's good. It seems that the next surprise will not disappoint you.

Fengchuan stared at the ghost. It's an ordinary soul. Why did Xuanqing deliberately catch this soul and put it in front of Fengchuan? What does she mean?

"It's worthy of being the sixth son. My evil babies have been busy for two nights, and they didn't eat a soul in their mouths. They are so hungry now. If I don't steal food and feed them, they won't recognize their relatives, and even I will eat them.

Xuanqing sneered, and the shadow of his face seemed to be burning with the resentment of thousands of evil spirits. She pushed the ignorant ordinary soul forward and said with a ferocious smile, "Evil babies, this little lamb is yours!" Whoever grabs it first is who's!"

The evil spirits, who had retreated to both sides, suddenly surrounded like hungry mice when they saw the ghosts thrown into the middle of the ghost group by Xuanqing! Fengchuan drew his sword and rushed, swept down most of the evil spirits with a sword, and shouted to Xuanqing, "You are cheating at all. It's a foul, okay?"

Damn, the evil spirits are too surrounded. Once these evil spirits who have not eaten for two days and nights saw the food, they immediately squeezed into the center like crazy. Fengchuan had just cut off half of a demon's body, but the other half of his body was still crawling to the center. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid that the poor soul has already...

"Brother Fengchuan! Help me! Help me!"

Fengchuan's head was "buzzing". Whose voice is this? Chinese wolfberry......

By the way, since the first time he left the soul, the wolfberry has not woken up again. His soul should still be here! Absolutely, absolutely not--

"Bastard!"

Fengchuan clenched the sword in his hand, his blood began to surge, his vision began to be chaotic, and his mind even began to blur. He couldn't see the evil spirits stacked into a mountain in front of him, let alone the malicious smile of Xuanqing. The only picture that appeared in front of him was the wolfberry who loved to study tea, greet guests, and called him "Brother Fengchuan" behind his buttocks.

Why is it your boy?

It's stupid enough to be caught by the enemy... It will only cause trouble to people! Do you understand that only I, Xiao Fengchuan, the boss of Lianhua Street, can beat you and bully you in the world!

Fengchuan raised his rice sword with both hands and split the darkest crack in his eyes. With the rolling thunder, a pillar of light rushed up to the sky, illuminating the figure of Fengchuan and wolfberries across the sky.

Fengchuan grabbed the arm of the wolfberry and jumped into the open space next to him. The screams of the evil spirits behind him disappeared in the night sky, and Xuanqing looked at the two of them with great interest and stopped talking.

"Cut, I almost went back to the west, bastard." Fengchuan let go of the goji berries and raised his hand to the dust on his sleeve. It was so close just now.

"Brother Fengchuan, thank you." Goji berries still said in his submissive voice. Fengchuan said disdainfully, "Thank you. The boss should protect his little brother." He turned his back and shouted, "A annoying woman, what's going on just now? I won't take you to play like this. By the way, you shouldn't have been watching all the time, right? It's your fault to intervene.

After Fengchuan said, Xuanqing just hugged his shoulder and looked at him calmly. The surroundings are extremely quiet. Maybe it's Fengchuan's illusion, or maybe it's him who is used to the sound of fighting. He can't stand the silence of freezing people's hearts.

In this extreme silence, he heard the surge of his blood again, and the sound flowing from the wound in his abdomen.

He didn't look back. It's right that he saved the goji berries, but it has been controlled by Xuanqing. He gave him a fatal blow when he was most relieved.

"Hey... It's not good to stab your boss from the back." Fengchuan smiled bitterly. He noticed that the man holding the knife behind him was still shaking.

"However, since I have decided to save you, I don't intend to put my life first. As long as you are alive, as long as you are alive and continue to take care of that annoying old man, everything will be fine.

Fengchuan frowned. This knife is really strong. Now you can't pretend that it doesn't hurt.

"I'm tired of the old man's face and my little brother's worthless face. It's not a bad thing for me to just leave. I said you, pull out the knife quickly. I'm going to spray blood and rush up and cut off the woman who doesn't keep her promise.

Fengchuan is waiting. He clenched his teeth. The knife stabbed too well, as if it was in the same position as the wound left by his Kunlun faction during the war. The last words of death have been said. If you don't draw a knife, you will die. If you draw a knife... Maybe it's also dead. Who knows.

Crying. Behind Fengchuan, there was a cowardly and helpless cry.

"But...but if I draw a knife, you will die..."