Chapter 188 Why do you want to die

Last night's restaurant was full of flowers today.

Because there are people walking on the road full of flowers to hide the blood, although many people understand that there is more blood on the road full of flowers.

Zhu Meng, the wind returns to the clouds, the clouds follow the wind, bitterness and ruthlessness. And none of their men came out of the restaurant.

Bai Choufei stood in front of the restaurant. He believed that they would return. The player was an immortal Xiaoqiang. No matter how stormy it was, it was more tenacious than when they came back!

At Li Yuan, Bai Choufei saw a scene that he absolutely didn't want to see...

The old housekeeper pushed the old man's wheelchair around Li Yuan, and their faces were full of emotion and joy to see their good friends.

Bai Choufei just hid far away, and the two didn't pay attention to him.

The days seem to have suddenly calmed down. Every day I go out early and come back late. I don't care about the fighting between the two old people and don't care about anything. I just wait for Zhu Meng's door.

It has been ten days since that night. Bai Choufei sat in the bleeding restaurant, and there was no smell of blood in the restaurant. It's no different from any restaurant.

Bai Choufei, from the early morning to the evening, did not get up until the sound of 12.00 from the street.

Zhu Meng is definitely not an unspoken person!

What's more, this matter is related to his favorite woman.

There must be something wrong with Zhu Meng!

Standing in the restaurant, Bai Chou looked at the direction of the door. After a long time, Bai Choufei walked down with a smile. He figured it out.

Of course, something happened to Zhu Meng.

He has been knocked unconscious and knocked unconscious by Xiao Gao and Gao Jianfei.

Zhu Meng did arrive in Luoyang, but the first person he looked for was not Butterfly Dance, but Xiao Gao.

He is even ready for Xiao Gao. If he doesn't listen to him, he will blackmail him to death.

This is definitely not what a person like him can do, but he promises that he will definitely do it very well.

Unfortunately, he has no room for performance.

The moment he appeared in front of Xiao Gao, Xiao Gao knocked him unconscious.

When he woke up, it was already night. The bed was very warm, but his heart was cold...

When Bai Chou flew up, Zhu Meng had also stood up. They figured out some things, but they were doing different things, but no one knew what was happening at this time...

Xiao Gao has stretched out his hand.

His hand finally grasped the hilt of his sword.

At this moment, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and murder suddenly appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, he stabbed the sword out.

The tip of the small sword will never be more than a foot from Zhuo Dong's chest, and the tip of the sword was already aimed at his heart.

In this case, there is no room for avoiding the table at all.

Xiao Gao has been waiting for such an opportunity.

His eyes have been staring at Zhuo Donglai's face, because everything he does is to wait for this moment.

The moment when the blade of the sword pierced Zhuo Donglai's heart.

What kind of expression will he have on his face at this moment?

There is no expression on Zhuo Donglai's face.

Because everything was expected by him, his body had retreated when the sword came.

The sword keeps stabbing forward.

He stepped back.

This sword has been exhausted, and the remaining strength is endless.

He retreated again.

The tip of the sword was pinched by him with two fingers, and he still kept the same distance from his chest.

Xiao Gao stopped.

His clothes were soaked when he stopped.

Zhuo Donglai looked at him coldly and said to him in a gentle and cold voice, "It's really hard for you this time."

Zhuo Dong said, "In order to wait for such an opportunity, you have really bothered a lot and worked hard. You have really done a good job. I really should let you kill me."

There was no sneer in his voice, because what he said was just a fact.

"But I want you to know that it's not easy to kill a person like me. I can't let you get it too easily." Zhuo Dong said, "What's more, it's useless for you to kill me."

Gao Jianfei has been listening to it.

He can only listen.

At this moment, everyone can only listen to Zhuo Donglai. What else can other people say besides him?

He suddenly said a sentence that surprised everyone.

"If you kill me, you will die, too." Zhuo Donglai said to Xiao Gao, "If your sword really pierces my chest, at that moment, you will definitely die, and it is likely to die faster than me."

Zhuo Donglai has always been a person who rarely lies, but what he said this time is really hard to believe.

Xiao Gao couldn't help asking, "Did you say that if I stabbed you with my sword, I would die faster than you?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because I know that there are at least five hidden weapons in the world that can indeed see blood and seal the throat, which can kill people in an instant." Zhuo Dong said, "At least three people in the world will use this kind of hidden weapon."

"Oh?"

"The most important point is that I also know that one of these three people has come here and has pointed one of the five hidden weapons at your back."

Zhuo Dong said, "If you stab me in the chest with that sword, you will be very happy and proud at that time. No matter who is at that time, it is inevitable that careless, and you will be no exception."

This is undoubtedly the truth.

"When you are most happy and proud, you will suddenly feel like you have been bitten by an insect on your back," Zhuo Dong said. "You will suddenly fall down. When you fall down, your heartbeat has stopped. At that time, I was probably not dead."

Xiao Gao's back is already sweating coldly.

Zhuo Donglai said leisurely, "But now you can rest assured, because I'm not dead yet, and he probably doesn't dare to take action for the time being, because this person, like us, has always been reluctant to do something uncertain."

"Who is this person?"

"If you want to know who this person is, you have to think of one thing first." Zhuo Donglai said to Xiao Gao.

Xiao Gao did not answer, and he turned around without waiting for Xiao Gao to answer.

"No matter what you do to me, I have never touched you. When you wanted me to die, I didn't touch you." Zhuo Dong said, "I believe you should have understood what I mean."

Xiao Gao can't deny it!

"Of course I understand." He said, "You want to make me the second Sima."

Zhuo Donglai sighed silently.

"He is the only friend in my life. No matter how he treats me, I have not changed him."

"I believe it."

"Do you believe that I can kill you at any time?"

"I really can't compare with your martial arts and swordsmanship. Your mind is even more unmatched in the world."

He stared at Zhuo Donglai, and suddenly said word by word in Zhuo Donglai's unique tone, "But even if you kill me, it's useless. Even if I die, I can't let you move Zhu Meng. I won't do those dirty things for you."

Xiao Gao said, "What's more, I still have a breath. As long as my breath is still there, you may not be able to beat me."

A breath?

What kind of gas is this? Is it righteousness? Is it chivalry? Is it courage? Is it righteousness? Or is it a blood gas mixed with the blood of men?

Zhuo Donglai's pupil gradually began to contract again.

"I can't help but admit that you do have a breath." He asked Xiao Gao, "But where is your sword?"

"In your hands.

"In my hands, it's mine." Zhuo Donglai asked again, "Do you still have a sword?"

"No."

Zhuo Dong came and smiled: "You didn't, I did."

There is a sword in hand, and the sword has come out of its sheath.

The sword is a sharp weapon for blowing hair and breaking hair, and the hand is also a pair of terrible hands, even more terrible than the sword.

After killing people with their hands, they not only couldn't see blood, but also didn't even have any tears.

"If you have to do it like this, you can do it like this." Zhuo Dong said, "Maybe this is your fate. There is no way to change a person's fate."

He, his hands, his sword, can indeed determine a person's life, death and fate in an instant.

At this time, Zhu Meng appeared next to him.

He didn't go to see Zhuo Donglai. He didn't know Zhuo Donglai at all and didn't care about Zhuo Donglai. He just looked at Xiao Gao. He nodded to him with a smile.

Zhu Meng looked at Zhuo Donglai and laughed: "What is the joy of a man's life? What is the fear of death? I, Zhu Meng, didn't finally understand the meaning of these two sentences until today. His laughter gradually lowered, "Gao Jianfei, I, Zhu Meng, can make you as a friend. It's not unfair to die, but you are still young, and you don't have to work hard for me."

Speaking of this, he suddenly pulled out the long sword around his waist, picked it up with one hand, and hooked his curved arm on the back of his neck. As long as his hand was strong, his head would fall to the ground.

But his hand had been held by Xiao Gao, and he held the blade with the other hand. With a "ding" sound, a sword had been broken by him from the sword.

Zhu Meng looked at him and asked harshly, "Why don't you let me die?"

"Why did you die?"

"Because I want you to live," Zhu Meng said, "I should have been damned a long time ago, but it's a pity that I'm a player. This time I'm really dead. After I die, you don't have to fight with Zhuo Dong anymore. I can also die without regrets, and I won't live my whole life in vain."

This sentence is a little messy, but Gao Jianfei knows what he means.

So Xiao Gao shook his head: "You're wrong."

He said slowly, "Now whether you are dead or alive, it has nothing to do with our battle today. Whether you are dead or alive, this battle is imperative."

"Why?"

"Because Zhuo Donglai will not let me go now," Gao Jianfei said, "If I don't die, he will die in my hands. If I can kill him at this moment, I will never let him live until sunrise."

He clenched Zhu Meng's hand tightly: "The two words you just said are also wrong. A man is born in the world. If he wants to live, he must live happily, die, and die valuablely." Gao Jianfei said, "If you die now, it's just to accompany me and give someone else a life for nothing. It's really worthless."

Zhuo Donglai suddenly smiled and said, "He's right. When he dies, it's not too late for you to die. Why are you in a hurry to send this life out? Do you think I will thank you?"

Zhu Meng's hand relaxed, but Xiao Gao held his hand more tightly: "If I don't die today, I will travel around the world with you. If I don't have a great reputation, how can I come to this world?"

Xiao Gao said, "We have a long way to go, and we still have a lot to do. As long as we are still alive, don't say the word 'death' lightly."

Zhuo Donglai sighed again: "He is also right about this sentence. Why do people die when they live? Why do you regard your life so lightly?