Chapter 429, you can slash again!

Yanziwu people pay attention to being a teacher for one day and a father for life, Wang Dong is Fang Huwei's disciple, so Fang Huwei is his father.

He and Fang Yixing are not only brothers, but also brothers.

It's not who is more expensive than whom, or who is more qualified to live than whom.

Wang Dong also has his own family, as well as his own wife and children. In the eyes of his wife and children, his life is more precious than Fang Yixing's life, and his life is more important than anything else.

Wang Dong is willing to buy his senior brother a minute, maybe thirty seconds-----

Emphasis on love and righteousness, light on life and death.

This is Wang Dong's way of repaying his kindness.

Rough and deep.

The black Buick car flew briefly in the air, because there was a knife stuck in his head, and the handle of the knife was still clamped to the iron sheet on the roof, so Wang Dong's body was not thrown away because of this.

Bang dang!

People and cars were planted in the deep ditch at the same time. The ditch is deep and narrow, and it is difficult for the car to turn over if it gets stuck in.

The black-robed man's toes were a little on the roof of the car, and his body jumped high into the air. The black-robed hunter is like a flying bat.

He really resembles that kind of black animal, and his ability to stay in the air is amazing. The black robe flew a long distance in the air before landing lightly.

The muddy water under the feet is not splashed, the residual snow is not visible, and there is no trace of stepping on the snow.

Fang Yixing pounced quickly, but still couldn't catch up with the speed of the tragedy.

When he jumped into the ditch and pulled out the long knife from the roof of the car, dragging Wang Dong's body out of the car, Wang Dong's mind and body were already stained red with his own blood.

The eyes were wide open, blood poured into the sockets, and the whites of the eyes turned blood red.

Extremely unwilling.

"Wang Dong -----"

Fang Yixing hugged Wang Dong vigorously and helped him warm his gradually cold body temperature.

When a man dies, the heat is gone.

Fang Yixing didn't grieve for too long, because he had more important things to do.

He took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe Wang Dong's eyes, and wiped the blood out of his eyes. But because he had a big hole in his head, and the big hole was still bleeding. He had just wiped it clean when blood poured in again, staining his eyes red.

So, Fang Yixing could only forcibly close his eyes.

took off the woolen coat on his body and covered it on Wang Dong's head and face.

Then, he picked up the long knife on the ground that the black-robed man used to cut the iron sheet and insert it into Wang Dong's skull, tore off the tie around his neck and tied it around his arm.

In the end, he tied the tie in a dead knot, and the knife fused with his body.

Fang Yixing stood up and stood in front of the black-robed man again.

The black-robed man raised his head, and the eyes covered by the black hat were as cold and vicious as a beast.

He looked at Fang Yixing and said, "Aren't the people of Yanziwu ---- afraid of death?"

"Afraid of death. Fang Yixing said. "It's good to be alive, no one wants to die. ”

"Why isn't he afraid?" asked the black-robed man, pointing to Wang Dong lying on the ground.

"His name is Wang Dong, and he was originally a beggar. When he was about to be broken and became a cripple, he was rescued by my father from the underground beggars, and he has been a member of our family ever since. ”

"His life was given by my father, and his dignity was given by my father. We gave him life, so he gave my Fang family a life in his own way. We gave him the dignity to live, so he chose to let himself die with dignity. ”

Fang Yixing looked at Wang Dong and said softly: "He is a hero, and after his death, his body is buried in our ancestral cave, and the spirit card is enshrined in our ancestral ancestral temple." The Fang family continued to plant a vein, and his incense would not be extinguished. ”

It was explaining to the black-robed man, and it was more like saying the guarantee he could give to Wang Dong.

Heroes cherish heroes, Wang Dong gave his life to save him, so he did not hesitate to take out the most important thing he could give and what Wang Dong cared about the most.

The black-robed man pondered for a long time, and said in a hoarse voice: "The dignity of life, the life of freedom, and the ancestral cave and ancestral hall are indeed enviable----- I don't have any of these things. A lonely ghost like me will be thrown into the wilderness or mass graves after death, the body will be torn apart and devoured by vultures or wild dogs, there will be no ancestral burying or incense to use----- no wonder he is willing to die to save you. ”

After a pause, the black-robed man then asked, "So, what about Zhou Fan? That is a greedy and timid, selfish and cold person----- the reason why I chose him was that I originally thought he was the same kind of person as me. Why did he choose that way? Would he rather sacrifice himself than poison the soup? Why would he ---- willing to die for you?"

With a proud and gentle smile on his face, Fang Yixing said loudly, "Do you know what home is?"

"Home?" the black-robed man thought about it seriously, he really didn't know what home was. What is a home? A house that shelters from the wind and rain? A bunch of luxurious and high-end furniture?

Or is it a different woman for you every day?

"Home is people. There are people who have a home. You come home from work, and your wife has already prepared a meal and cooked chicken soup. When you go out, your son will call you over and over again, asking why your father hasn't come back----- you sit at the same table to eat, you reprimand your son for his mischievous behavior, and you teach your daughter to study hard. Even if you are approached by other children's parents, you stand up as a father to apologize to others or argue with others----"

Fang Yixing's smile was gentle, but his eyes began to moisten.

The wife he said was his wife, and the son he said was his son.

The family he's talking about is his family.

I guess I'll never have a chance to enjoy this kind of happiness again, right?

"You're right, Zhou Fan is indeed the kind of person you said, he is the same kind of person as you in terms of personality---- but he can't betray his wife and children, and he can't give up his family and happiness. He experienced it and enjoyed it. People who have experienced and enjoyed themselves will never be able to think and act like you ---- like animals. He was not afraid to die and told the truth to save the Fang family, and the Fang family also gave him tolerance and understanding, and gave him a complete family ----"

The black-robed man nodded and said, "You taught me a lesson. What you said is something I haven't experienced or enjoyed, but it sounds very comfortable---- I don't want to give up my life, I want to live hard. So, all my life I live for others and for killing. ”

The black-robed man looked at Fang Yixing and said, "I respect you, I gave you a chance." It's a pity that no one has come to save you until now----- so sorry. ”

"No need to say sorry. Fang Yixing shook his head and said. "I don't accept your apology. You don't need to give me a chance, I don't need any of your chances. ”

"I know you're here for my son, and it's even more heart-wrenching than because I'm here. I'm not a father with much ability, and my son can't do much when he's in danger. However, after all, I have learned a few kung fu skills before----- I can't help him with anything, so I will consume a few taels of your strength for him. ”

The hatred and viciousness in the eyes of the black-robed man disappeared, and his voice was still hoarse and ugly, but he said in an extremely serious tone: "I like to torture people, but I won't torture you." You're going to die a happy death. ”

Fang Yixing didn't say thank you. He wouldn't say thank you to such a person.

He tightened the long knife in his hand, lowered his body, and took the initiative to rush towards the black-robed man.

Click----

The leather shoes on his feet stepped on the hard layer of snow, crushing the accumulation of snow.

He rushed in front of the black-robed man, and slashed at his head.

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This is the simplest and most ferocious of the knife techniques.

It is the knife skill of the Zhao family in Yanziwu. He had made countless attempts since that incident, and this was only one of his countless failures.

The Fang family is good at Tai Chi, and the Fang family Tai Chi has a very high status in the inner rivers and lakes.

However, Tai Chi requires energy. Tai Chi without the support of energy is Fancy Tai Chi.

In some Tai Chi masters, even if they don't need strength, they can bring people down, just skills. However, Fang Yixing knew very well that with his Tai Chi cultivation that he had no strength, when facing an opponent like the black-robed man, there was actually only one way to die.

He didn't think about winning, he just wanted to fight to the death.

The knife is fierce and fierce.

The howling cool breeze was split by this knife, and even the body became hot.

Fang Yixing could only exert seventy percent of the combat power of this sword, but because his heart was full of killing intent, he had an extra terrifying power.

Call----

The black robe trembled, and the body of the black-robed man flew up out of thin air and began to retreat at great speed.

He actually chose to retreat!

There is a knife that is dead and lifeless, and a knife that puts oneself to death can naturally make people fearful.

Fang Yixing just wanted to cut this knife.

Fang Yixing thought that he could only slash this knife.

The black-robed man retreated, and his fighting spirit was strong again.

The long knife tied to the palm of his hand and arm made a sharp sound, waiting for the moment when he drank blood and sealed his throat.

Fang Yixing's body rushed and chased after the black-robed man.

One retreats, one storms.

Fang Yixing ran faster and faster, and finally his feet didn't touch the ground, and his body jumped high in the air.

Another slash!

Still ***!

There is attack but no defense, and there is no return.

Syllable!

The black-robed man flicked his long sleeves, and a long black cloth covered Fang Yixing.

Fang Yixing didn't dodge or dodge, and slashed towards the black cloth with a knife.

Sizzle-----

The black cloth was cut out of a huge hole by Fang Yixing's knife, but Fang Yixing's body was kicked away by the leg stretched out from below by the black-robed man.

Thump-----

Fang Yixing was hit in the abdomen, and his body fell on the snow and slid backwards.

He glided for a long, long time, until the inertia disappeared and his body finally stopped.

The throat was sweet, and a large stream of blood vomited out.

"No one died, no knife was lost. Fang Yixing wiped the bruise from the corner of his mouth, the long knife was still tied to his arm, and he thought to himself, "You can also cut it again." ”

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