Chapter 225 There are roses in the world

The saddest thing in the world is that you know that something is going to happen, but you still can't do anything and change anything.

Yan Nangui is the saddest person.

He looked at Bai Choufei sitting with his back to him. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it. There are some things he wants to do, but he can't do anything. He can only stand and wait for what has happened countless times to happen again.

Bai Choufei didn't know what Yan Nangui was thinking behind him. All he knew was that those two people were nothing. Someone has come again. He didn't see his figure, but he felt murderous.

Pervasive, ubiquitous murderous!

This must be a difficult person to deal with. Bai Coufei's hand never left the handle of the knife. He narrowed his eyes and looked ahead. He knew that if this person took action, it must be in the front. Every person who has practiced martial arts at a certain level, the first move will be in the front.

Because as long as you make a head-on move, you will have the real evaluation of the other party. No one is sure of a fatal move from behind. Without certainty, an injured enemy is far more terrible than an uninjured enemy.

More importantly, if you want to make a move where others can't think of it, it must be in a place where you can't think of it.

Bai Choufei had enough psychological preparation, but when he saw this person appear, he couldn't help but be shocked!

Yannan returns!

This person turned out to be Yan Nangui!

Shouldn't Yan Nangui be behind him?

Bai Choufei almost couldn't help turning his head, but he abruptly controlled it and still looked at Yan Nangui who appeared from the darkness.

It's exactly the same, even the sword is exactly the same!

The man who appeared from the darkness walked to Bai Choufei step by step with murderous spirit.

The distance between the two is only more than ten steps. This man only took five steps, and Bai Choufei wanted to look back several times.

But he didn't look back and didn't dare to look back. He believed that as long as he turned back, the sword in his hand in front of him would come out of its sheath.

But he didn't look back, and the Yan Nangui behind him couldn't believe it.

The man who came over still walked again. Bai Choufei didn't stand up, and he couldn't stand up. Because there has been another murderous atmosphere behind him!

Unlike the murderous spirit in front of you, the murderous spirit behind it seems to be an arrow! As long as he moves, the arrow will shoot him through.

Bai Chou couldn't fly, but Yan Nangui, who had almost walked in front of him, was moving. He is already drawing his sword, and he is drawing his sword very slowly. If there is no such arrow pointing behind him, Bai Choufei can kill him at any time, but now Bai Choufei can only look at him.

It was not until this time that Bai Choufei was also sure that the person in front of him was definitely not the person just now. The teenager just now was still behind him.

The sword has been white and worried about flying at the tip of the eyebrows, and it is only three points away from the white sad and flying forehead.

Bai Choufei suddenly smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" The teenager standing in front of him asked.

"You're not him." Bai Choufei replied.

The teenager did not nod or deny it. He just looked at his sword.

His sword is also red, but it is not called Rose. It's called Rose.

Rose is also known as thorn rose, wandering flower, assassin, and heart-piercing rose.

"How can you distinguish it?" The teenager who looked at the sword slowly looked up at Bai Choufei: "No one can tell it out."

"Because I didn't look back." Bai Choufei looked at him and said, "If I turn back, I can't be separated from countless people who died under your swords. But if I don't look back, nothing will change.

"Do you know who we are?" The teenager looked at him and asked slowly, and his sword also stabbed at the tip of Bai Chou's eyebrows little by little.

Bai Choufei replied slowly as if he didn't see it at all: "I just remembered that in recent years, there are two people who are most famous in the world. Where does the moon shine? There are roses at the end of the world.

The tip of the sword has stopped, and the teenager in front of him slowly said, "Yes, I'm the rose."

"You are not a rose, it is the rose behind me. If I turn around, you are the rose. I don't turn around. You are just a rose, not a rose." Bai Choufei's words were like a tongue twister, but the young man in front of him changed a little.

Unfortunately, even if his face changed a little, the sword in his hand did not change, let alone stop. The tip of the sword had touched Bai Choufei's forehead, and Bai Choufei's forehead had begun to bleed, but Bai Choufei still did not move.

Because he knows that he doesn't need to move!

It was the teenager behind him. He suddenly appeared in front of Bai Choufei. The murderous spirit pointed behind Bai Choufei also disappeared at the same time.

Bai Choufei was still sitting still, but the sword on his eyebrows had been put away.

Bai Choufei looked at the two teenagers standing in front of him. He could no longer tell who was who. If it had just now, he could have separated the two from their eyes, but at this time, the two eyes were exactly the same.

He is looking at the two teenagers. He knows that there are many such brothers, such friends, and some things that people can't get rid of for a lifetime.

"My name is Yan Nangui." The two teenagers spoke together.

Bai Choufei nodded.

"My name is Yan Nanfei." The two teenagers spoke together again.

Bai Choufei nodded again.

He doesn't know how these two teenagers live, and he doesn't want to know that anyone has anyone's secret. There is anyone's way of living.

The murderer is always Yan Nanfei, and the pure is always Yan Nangui.

Yan Nangui is begging for death every time he appears, and Yan Nanfei is killing people every time he appears.

As long as he turns around, he will always face the murderous Yan Nanfei.

But as long as he doesn't move, when Yan Nanfei and Yan Nan return together, Rose will not kill people.

The two teenagers were still looking at him. They didn't open their mouths, and Bai Choufei didn't open their mouths.

They are not talkative, so there is only silence.

The end of silence is either death or separation.

They are not killers, they just owe something to others.

"Is what you owe clean?" Bai Choufei looked at the two teenagers and suddenly opened their mouths. He asked you, not you.

"No."

"Only when you are dead can you be clean?"

No one answered. After a while, the sound slowly sounded: "Only when we die in front of you, what we owe is still clean."

It was not two teenagers who spoke, but Bai Choufei was not surprised at all.

He nodded and sat there slowly said, "Then you'd better wait before you leave."

"Why?"

"Because wait a minute, you will die in front of me." Bai Choufei opened his mouth slowly.

No one answered him, and Bai Choufei stopped talking.

After a while, a man's footsteps sounded again in the dark. He slowly walked into the pub with a lantern in his hand.

Just as he walked into the pub. Bai Choufei heard the sound of three people falling to the ground.

The rose has been thanked,

There are still flowers blooming in the world...