The white-clothed warrior was horrified to see that the Qilin Soul Chasing Knife in Iron Hand's hand had reached his wrist, and at this moment, it was too late to dodge, and he looked at Iron Hand in despair.

The iron hand smiled at the white-clothed warrior, and the Qilin Soul Chasing Knife in his hand had already slashed at the wrist of the white-clothed warrior.

The short thorn in the white-clothed warrior's hand fell to the ground in an instant, making a desperate crisp sound, and he felt a sharp pain in his wrist.

However, to his surprise, his wrist was not cut off by the Qilin Soul Chaser as he imagined, but there was an extra knife mark on his wrist.

It turned out that when the Qilin Soul Chaser Knife of the Iron Hand was about to slash on the wrist of the white-clothed warrior, the Iron Hand quickly reversed the back of the Soul Chaser Knife, and did not use the blade of the Soul Chaser Knife to slash at the wrist of the white-clothed warrior.

The white-clothed warrior covered his wrist and glanced at the iron hand helplessly, the killing intent in his eyes was completely gone, he picked up the short thorn on the ground, turned around and returned to Su Hengmin's side.

The white-clothed warrior walked in front of Su Hengmin, lowered his head and handed him the short thorn.

Su Hengmin frowned, patted the white-clothed warrior, and pushed the short thorn back to him.

The white-clothed warrior stood behind Su Hengmin like a schoolboy who had made a mistake.

At this moment, the black-clothed warriors and the purple-clothed warriors were fighting fiercely with the lone wolf and Qin Sheng.

The black-clothed warrior seemed to be more agile, and the short spike in his hand was faster, and the lone wolf saw in front of him for a moment that he had not found a gap to break through.

The short thorn in the hand of the black-clothed warrior, every move is extremely jumpy, in the upper, middle and lower three discs of the lone wolf, lightning changes, dazzling the lone wolf, completely in a passive state.

The lone wolf suddenly howled loudly, and this howl pierced the long night sky, and suddenly in the light and shadow of the dark night, two terrifying green lights immediately bloomed in the two eyes of the lone wolf.

The black-clothed warrior was shocked by the instantaneous change of the lone wolf, and in a trance, a fierce hungry wolf appeared in front of him, and his whole body exuded an eerie aura.

The black-clothed warrior immediately took a step back, tried to sober himself up, and looked at the opponent in front of him carefully, shuddering.

I saw that the lone wolf's hair stood upside down, and the two terrible green lights in his two eyes really looked like a fierce beast, about to pounce on his prey.

Suddenly, the lone wolf waved the wolf knife in his hand, and a fish leap rushed in front of the black-clothed warrior, slashing the wolf warrior knife at a lightning speed towards the black-clothed warrior's neck.

The black-clothed warrior didn't dare to slack off, and quickly dodged away, swinging the short thorn in his hand, and stabbed the lone wolf in the chest in a suicidal manner.

The lone wolf howled, and slammed the back of the wolf warrior knife in his hand into the shoulder on the right side of the black-clothed warrior.

Just when the short thorn of the black-clothed warrior was about to stab the lone wolf's chest, only a scream was heard, and the wolf knife in the lone wolf's hand smashed the black-clothed warrior's right shoulder. Shocked the black-clothed warrior away.

The lone wolf didn't stop, and in an instant, he rose into the air and kicked on the calf of the black-clothed warrior.

The black-clothed warrior rolled to the ground, and the lone wolf swung his wolf sword and slashed at the black-clothed warrior.

Ling Yun stopped the lone wolf, and the lone wolf stopped the wolf sword in his hand and sneered twice at the black-clothed warrior.

The black-clothed warrior looked at the lone wolf in horror, and his terrifying smiling face almost fainted with fright.

At this moment, Shi Hengmin, who was standing not far away, looked at the duel in front of him expressionlessly, and he said to the black-clothed warrior: "Get up!" ”

The black-clothed warrior seemed to be still in a state of panic, he didn't know whether this opponent of his was a human or a ghost tonight, this was something he had never experienced.

Not far from the left front of the black-clothed warrior, the purple-clothed warrior seemed to be experiencing the same experience.

The purple-clothed warrior was the middle of the three, and it could be seen from his every movement that his physical flexibility and flexibility were excellent.

He and Qin Sheng fought fiercely together, and they could barely tell the difference between up and down for a while.

Qin Sheng was not as impatient as a lone wolf, the Feihong Sword in his hand was changing in an orderly manner between fast and slow, like a beautiful dance music in the night breeze, jumping with smart notes.

The Feihong Sword in Qin Sheng's hand was sometimes turbulent, sometimes calm, sometimes shallow bottom, sometimes fighting in the sky!

In the light and shadow woven by Qin Sheng's Feihong Sword, the purple-clothed warrior flickered and moved, shuttling up and down, and in the colorful intersection, the crisp collision sound of the Feihong Sword and the short thorn did not have those bloody killing machines, leaving only the undercurrent that seemed to be real and illusory in the night wind.

From a distance, it doesn't seem to be a duel and fight, as if two dancers across time and space under the cold moon are staging those hazy years of the past under the gauzy light.

Suddenly, a silver light broke the beauty under the clear light of the cold moon, and the two flying knives pierced through this colorful light and shadow, and shot towards the purple-clothed martial artist and Qin Sheng.

Qin Sheng kicked the purple-clothed warrior away, dodged the two flying knives with a backflip, and looked up, only to see a black shadow disappearing into the night like a ghost.

The purple-clothed warrior jumped up from the ground with a carp, and just as he was about to attack Qin Sheng again, he realized that it was Qin Sheng who saved him.

Qin Sheng picked up the two darts on the ground, he sighed lightly, and said to himself: "Good and vicious people, these are two flying knives with high poison!" ”

The purple-clothed warrior gasped, he knew very well that if Qin Sheng hadn't kicked him away, he would have been hit by this highly poisonous flying knife, and he was afraid that he would have been poisoned to death by now.

The purple-clothed martial artist frowned, he let out a long sigh and returned to Shi Hengmin's side.

Shi Hengmin shook his head helplessly when he saw the scene in front of him, his eyes were full of infinite sorrow.

Shi Hengmin sighed heavily, pointed at Jin Jiuye and said, "Ji Wenfeng, I will come again, I, Shi Hengmin, will come to you again if I don't die for a day!" The enmity between me and you in this life will end one day! You wait, I won't let you go! ”

Jin Jiuye was busy saying: "Senior brother, I really hope that we can sit down and talk about it and explain those misunderstandings clearly, you really wronged me!" ”

Shi Hengmin sneered, pointed at Jin Jiuye and said: "Those things you have done, heaven does not tolerate it, there is no misunderstanding between me and you at all, it was you who killed your junior sister!" I'm not done with you! ”

After speaking, Shi Hengmin turned around and left angrily.

Jin Jiuye looked at Shi Hengmin's somewhat aging back, and suddenly, his mood was particularly low, he turned to Raymond and said, "Go and get me a bottle of wine." ”

Ling Yun frowned, he knew that Jin Jiu Ye didn't need anything at the moment, just a bottle of spirits that could numb and get drunk was enough.

He motioned for Tie Shou to return to the banquet hall to entertain those guests, and he helped Jin Jiuye back to the hotel room.

Ling Yun accompanied Jin Jiuye back to the room, he poured a full wine for Jin Jiuye, and he was drunk!

Ling Yun looked at Jin Jiuye, who was fascinated and drunk, and helplessly let out the emotion suppressed in his heart from the bottom of his heart!

How many ordinary things in the past have gone away with the wind, but those grievances and grievances in the past years are still in the changes of time and space, stabbing the loneliness and sorrow in the bottom of my heart.

In this vast sea of people, who has no pain, even if it is an iron-blooded tough guy, he will treasure his own sorrow in the softest depths of his heart!

How many times have I imagined that if the years can really be drunk, I believe that there must be many lonely and sad souls, who would rather be alone in the cold dark night, holding a bowl of the spirits of the years and getting drunk alone, so that the troubles and troubles of those years can temporarily forget their sorrows in this glass of red dust.

If the past can really be drunk, how many infatuated men and women will be willing to hold this bowl of spirits in this earthly corner of the world after experiencing grievances and hatreds, let it drink it indulgently and affectionately, hide in the world of confusion and drunkenness, and temporarily escape the pain of parting.

If sorrow can really be drunk, there will be a lot of lonely heart, would rather flee resolutely in the bustling sea of people, this bowl of lonely liquor, drunk with the years of wind and dust of this moment of enjoyment.

Jin Jiuye was drunk, and his face was full of tears.

Ling Yun looked at Jin Jiuye, a tough guy in his forties, who fled in the tolerance of this bowl of spirits and fled to a world that belonged to him.

In this world, he vomited the sorrow in his chest, and let the helplessness and grievances suppressed in his heart pour out of control in this bowl of spirits.

Ling Yun accompanied Jin Jiu Ye in the world of strong liquor, drunk and dark, drunk and chaotic time and space, and wasted those faint sorrows!

At this moment, in Tianshui Villa, Ren Tianxing was also slowly tasting the red wine in his hand.

A man in black walked up to Ren Tianxing and whispered: "Boss Ren, tonight's matter was not done, the purple-clothed warriors were not killed, and the hatred against them was not created, please surrender." ”

Ren Tianxing took a sip of the red wine in his hand, motioned for the man in black to sit down, and said, "I don't blame you for this, I basically expected the result, you go down." ”

The man in black left the villa tremblingly, and after a while, there was a miserable roar outside the villa.

Obviously, it was Ren Tianxing's subordinates who killed the man in black.

Ren Tianxing sneered, took a sip of the glass of red wine in his hand, he pondered for a while, and suddenly laughed.

Ling Yun and Jin Jiu Ye were very drunk, and at noon the next day, Jin Jiu Ye and Ling Yun woke up from their sleep. They were still drunk and hazy.

Jin Jiuye looked at Ling Yun who was drunk with him, and his heart was hot, remembering how much Ling Yun was like himself back then.

Jin Jiuye sighed: "Brother Lingyun, I made you laugh yesterday, and you also suffered with me, I'm really embarrassed!" ”

Ling Yun laughed out loud: "Jin Jiuye, you have seen the outside, I Lingyun has no advantages, there is only one thing that I have always been very satisfied with, that is, I like to get drunk with like-minded friends!" ”