Buterrand has seen Chihiro's skills in painting Chihiro with his own eyes, how dare he do it with her? The sky hook split, without saying a word, turned around and ran.

The appearance of the wolf bèi escaping, painting Chihiro did not chase down, but "clucked"

Laugh and bend over.

Fujiwara Jushiro's voice was hoarse, his eyes rolled and he almost passed out.

He struggled to pounce on the stone fence next to him, trying to hit his head to death, but his hands and feet were weak, his muscles and veins were about to crack, and he couldn't exert any strength at all, but instead knocked himself into a bloody face, like a ghost.

Fu Chenxue sighed, being able to torture the world-famous Blood Crane Sect Holy Lord to this point, the domineering of the Ghost King Needle can be seen.

"Chihiro, let him go first, I'll talk to him!"

"Humph!"

Painting Qianxun is afraid that Fu Chenxue will call out "lady" again

With such a blushing title, he didn't dare to bother with him, so he reluctantly walked back, pointed his finger on Fujiwara Jushiro's body a few times, and gave him a black pill.

The sharp pain on Fujiwara Shishiro's body disappeared in an instant, he gasped for a while, struggled to get up from the ground, his eyes were blood-red, and he stared at Fu Chenxue like a wolf: "You are not worthy of being a samurai, a samurai can be defeated, not humiliated!" ”

Fu Chenxue said with a straight face: "Mr. Fujiwara, I think you have misunderstood, in my eyes, Your Excellency is a collaborator, not an enemy!" ”

"What do you mean by that?"

Fujiwara Shisanlang looked at Fu Chenxue in surprise, the Blood Crane Gate and Fu Chenxue have a deep blood feud, it can be said that the Blood Crane Gate has fallen to this point, almost all of it was caused by Fu Chenxue.

As the founder of the Blood Crane Gate, Fujiwara hated not to eat Fu Chenxue's meat and drink Fu Chenxue's blood.

Fu Chenxue actually said that they were not enemies at this time, no wonder Fujiwara Thirteen was incredulous.

Fu Chenxue said: "Please forgive me for saying that the reason why the Blood Crane Gate is what it is today has a lot to do with Your Excellency. Originally, I had nothing to do with your family, and the well water did not interfere with the river water, but it was your subordinates who assassinated me in the port city, and teamed up with the Freemasonry to kidnap my friend Su Ying. We have a famous saying in China, which says, 'If people don't offend me, I won't offend people; If anyone sins against me, I will sin'. The Blood Crane Gate has repeatedly troubled me, and if I don't say anything, Mr. Fujiwara will be very disappointed, right? ”

"Disappointed?"

Fujiwara almost got his nose crooked, and you uprooted the blood crane gate, which is called "a little expression"

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However, he really couldn't refute Fu Chenxue, it was indeed the Blood Crane Gate who was hired to assassinate Fu Chenxue first, but he didn't expect this kick to be kicked on the iron plate, but Fu Chenxue even copied the old nest.

Fujiwara tried his best to calm his mood, he is now a prisoner, he is stronger than people, and saying some cruel words that are not boundary will only make people's families, "I don't know what Mr. Fu thinks?" ”

"I can't talk about it, but Fu has a few heartfelt words to communicate with you. Today's shape shì must be clear to Your Excellency, whether the Blood Crane Gate is alive or dead, exists or dies, and it all depends on Your Excellency's words. ”

"Your Excellency can make it clear, as a warrior, the people of the Blood Crane Sect have long put life and death aside, and I think Mr. Fu should be very clear about this."

Fu Chenxue laughed: "Mr. Fujiwara is not only excellent in swordsmanship, but also a respectable master in negotiation. Now that Your Excellency has said this, I will also be frank. The Blood Crane Gate can continue to be saved, but it must obey me. ”

"Impossible!"

Fujiwara Shisanlang flatly refused: "Fu Chenxue, you'd better dispel this delusion, the Blood Crane Gate is full of Dongying warrior elites, not to mention the blood feud between you and the Blood Crane Gate, just let the Dongying Samurai surrender to you, you can't do it!" ”

"Your Excellency misunderstood, I don't need the submission of those Dongying warriors, you are the Holy Lord of the Blood Crane Gate, I just need your loyalty is enough."

"You ......"

Fujiwara Thirteen Lang's eyes were about to split, and he roared in a hissing voice: "Fu Chenxue, you'd better kill me, I have dedicated my life to martial arts, and I want nothing else." Let me be the man's dog—don't imagine! ”

No wonder Fujiwara Shisanro is so angry, he single-handedly created the Blood Crane Gate, Fu Chenxue actually wants to control the Blood Crane Gate, treating him as a puppet, a lowly slave, how can he not be angry?

Seeing Fujiwara's arrogant attitude, Chihiro was annoyed, and he stretched out his hand to slap Fujiwara Thirteen.

Fujiwara Shisanro was shocked and changed color, he was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that life was better than death.

The nine Ghost King Needles were also sealed in his body by Painted Chihiro, and once activated, he would once again fall into boundless purgatory...... He didn't dare to think about it, and his cold sweat soaked his whole body.

Fu Chenxue stopped painting Chihiro and said, "Mr. Fujiwara, I have killed a lot of Dongying people, and there are not many of you. I sincerely hope to cooperate with Mr. Fujiwara, so why should Your Excellency refuse to be thousands of miles away? ”

Fujiwara hissed: "The Blood Crane Gate belongs to Dongying, and the Dongying samurai can die, and they will never serve other races." ”

"Mr. Fujiwara, you know better than me what kind of organization the Blood Crane Gate is, and I will not comment on its relationship with the Toei government. As a killer organization, it's not about who you work for, it's about interests, presumably your Excellency won't object to this, right? ”

Fujiwara is silent, the Blood Crane Gate has been a mercenary killer organization since its establishment, and any justice, honor and patriotism are all nonsense.

Otherwise, how could the Blood Crane Gate get into such a big trouble as Fu Chenxue?

"Of course, I don't think that Mr. Fujiwara built the Blood Crane Gate purely out of the interest of money. A martial artist who dedicates his life's energy and time to martial arts, what is he pursuing? It is to constantly break through oneself and seek the legendary way of immortality. Your Excellency has dedicated himself to martial arts since childhood, and one person and one sword have been with him for a lifetime, isn't it also for the same goal? ”

Fujiwara Thirteen Lang's expression was slightly shocked, as Fu Chenxue said, he has practiced martial arts since he was a child, he has never married in his life, and he has dedicated all his efforts and energy to martial arts, just to seek the art of immortality, but time flies, he is now close to the age of antiquity, and he can touch the edge of the Heavenly Dao, how many chances do he have to embark on the road of immortality in the rest of his life?

As soon as he thought of this, Fujiwara Shisanro suddenly felt disheartened and lonely.

Fu Chenxue's eyes were like lightning, and she could see the subtle changes in Fujiwara's expression, and she had a number in her heart, and said with a slight smile: "I said that I am very sincere in cooperating with Mr. Fujiwara. As long as Mr. Fujiwara is willing to follow me, I can teach you the art of immortality. ”

"What? The art of immortality? ”

Fujiwara Shisanlang suddenly raised his head, stared at Fu Chenxue, his eyes almost flew out of his sockets, and stammered: "Don't lie to me, you ...... How can you possibly have the art of immortality? ”

Fu Chenxue laughed: "Mr. Fujiwara is a smart person, here and now, does Your Excellency think it is necessary for me to deceive?" ”

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