Not only did the Whistling Tiger not die, but he also came wearing the Qingzhou Mansion armor to protect his fragile and deadly heart. Bai Fan therefore knew that the heart of the Howling Tiger was different from ordinary people, growing on the right side, and also knew that no matter how hard he fought for his life, it would be impossible to kill the other party, so he ran away without hesitation.

The foot strength of the six-rank martial artist was already about to catch up with a thousand-mile horse, and Bai Fan was quickly intercepted in a small forest.

"What's it like to be outlawed?" asked the Whistling Tiger faintly.

"It's uncomfortable. Bai Fan said.

"Yes, it's very uncomfortable, I haven't slept a single peaceful sleep in the past two months!" Whistling Tiger gritted his teeth, "All of this is thanks to you!"

Bai Fan said: "I didn't let you rob the prison. ”

"Yes, you didn't, it's the little thief," Howling Tiger smirked, "He fled to a remote town with the hanging red, became his rich man, and married several wives, but he couldn't bear it yet, so I used it all up." Naturally, he died at my hands, and you say it's funny, but when he thought the future was bright, he fell into the deepest despair. ”

Bai Fan said: "Use the way of others to control their bodies and relieve their anger." ”

"Now it's your turn, I'm going to peel off your nails one by one, wring off your fingers one by one, gouging out your eyes, cutting off your nose, and breaking one of your legs...... I wish you weren't so quick to compromise as if you were asked to beg in the first place. ”

Bai Fan couldn't help but tremble when he thought of the pain of his severed finger that day, and he had to grit his teeth desperately, hoping to get rid of the domination of fear. He drew his sword and stared at the Whistling Tiger's eyes, if he could blind him, there would be a chance of survival.

"Looks like you've chosen to resist!" Howling Tiger laughed wildly, like the wind.

The momentum like a wild cloud rushed to his face, and Bai Fan's whole body froze, and he almost forgot to move. At the critical moment, he poured out a courage to sacrifice his life and forget death from the bottom of his heart, ignored the double tiger claws of the Whistling Tiger, and stabbed the long sword in his hand with all his might, two times in succession.

Woohoo!

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The two swords were almost catching up with the speed of the flying swords. The pain in his chest was as sharp as if it had been torn, because the tiger claws of the Whistling Tiger inevitably hit him in the chest, but the other party still had to ask the master, so he didn't kill him.

These two swords actually made real achievements, the first sword stabbed one eye of the Whistling Tiger, followed by a sword, but was grabbed by the tiger claw in his other hand. Rao is like this, and he also roared in pain to the sky. Bai Fan took advantage of the last breath left and ran away, but after running for less than two steps, he only felt that his body was weak.

Poisonous on the claws!

He really couldn't have imagined that the Howling Tiger would have to smear poison on his hands to deal with a child like him.

"Haha...... I knew you still had the means, and you were no stranger to the poisonous taste, it was the soft tendons...... I shouldn't have given you an antidote in the first place......" After the Whistling Tiger was in pain, he covered his eyes and grinned and chased after him.

Bai Fan's footsteps became heavier and heavier, and the panic became more and more serious, and he gradually couldn't move anymore and fell to his knees. The experience of the past four or five months has crossed my mind like a passing eye, and grief and indignation have arisen from the bottom of my heart.

"What the hell am I ...... What exactly am I doing wrong...... You are going to do this to me!" Thinking of what was about to happen, his fear rose to the extreme, and suddenly he heard the sound of the river surging, and he didn't know where he got the strength, got up, ran a few steps, and jumped into the turbulent river with a "plop", and in the blink of an eye, he rushed away without a trace.

"Even if I drown, I will never fall into his hands!"

......

At that time, Yan Shiyi was only about ten years old, and within a radius of hundreds of miles from Swallow Dock, he was a prodigy that everyone knew and everyone knew. On this day, he heard that a drowning child had been rescued in the village, so he went to see it.

Swallow Dock is located in the middle of nowhere, at the junction of mountains and rivers, for generations to fishing as a business, the folk customs are simple. It had been a long time since there had been anyone in the village, so they were very curious, and surrounded the room three stories inside and three stories outside.

Yan Shiyi was smart, didn't crowd the room, and walked to the window. When several children saw him coming, they hurriedly moved their places out of the way: "Brother Eleven." "Even if he is a few years older than him, he doesn't dare to be presumptuous, he stays on the side obediently, like a child king.

"Brother Eleven, you see this kid is so strange, Grandpa fed him a lot of soup, but he didn't wake up. "A lovely little girl saw Yan Shiyi

Come, the smile that couldn't be hidden by his eyebrows and eyes rushed up to grab Yan Shiyi's hand.

Yan Shiyi looked in from the window, and saw that the child had a yellow face and thin muscles, so hungry that only skin and bones remained, and the only breath he had was a slightly undulating chest. However, this kid was surging at the gimbal, and he woke up early. His face turned cold, and he said lightly: "If you dare to show the short sword in your sleeve, I will cut off your hand, so that you can no longer hold the sword." He could see at a glance that the child had been immersed in kendo for a long time, and not being able to hold a sword was definitely a more painful punishment than killing him.

The child is naturally Bai Fan, who committed suicide by diving. Bai Fan slowly opened his eyes and looked out the window.

Yan Shiyi has been notified of his sexual spirit since birth, with six senses and wisdom, and the twelve stars to protect his life. There is nothing in this world that can stump him, and naturally he has never encountered anything that surprises him. Seeing Bai Fan's eyes, he was surprised for the first time. What a complicated look in his eyes, fierce, sad, vicious, killing, numb, and as if he had read all the red dust, but under this complex meaning, he still maintained undistorted kindness and hope, as if the gods and demons lived in his body at the same time.

"What's your name?" he couldn't help but ask.

"Now, who is the living and the dead, who is more painful?"

When Bai Fan, who was only six years old at the time, asked this question, Yan Shiyi was completely stumped.

The two planes of the past and present seem to coincide, but the same question has no answer.

"Ah Li, what is your wish?" Yan Shiyi said softly. He is the only one who has heard Yan Li shout "paper kite" in his sleep countless times.

"My wish ......" The golden flame in Yan Li's eyes finally burned out, and the fog was gone. He looked up and stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch the Yulin Bell and feel the temperature of the Ji Paper Kite through the Yulin Bell. But neither is gone. "Let's have a funeral like Asahi did......

"Yan Shifang, don't think that Yan Shiyi can really get in!" Liu Tang said fearlessly, "The Thunder God Terrace itself is a formation, if it is not a person we recognize, you can't enter or exit at all, if I want to kill you, he naturally can't stop it!"

In the next moment, the Thunder God Tower, which was sixty or seventy zhang high, was completely split.