Of course, the story will not end like this, chasing the wind did not die, and of course did not drink blood. The reason is that the knife chased the wind and seized the only chance, he had a knife, the drug lord did not have a knife, he saved the blood drinker, and the drug lord lost the hostage. So the rope that bound the chase wind was cut by the safety blade hidden in his waist, and the dagger in his abdomen became a sharp weapon to kill, and the drug lord stared at the dagger that belonged to him and cut the carotid artery, and the last scene before his life disappeared, he saw the seriously injured young man rushing out of the room with the anesthetized killer.

"Bastard!" Drinking blood, he raised his slap heavily, startling the wind lying on the hospital bed, but the slap with the wind finally slapped on the wall, "How can you be so deadly!" "Drinking blood and remembering what happened that day, I still have heart palpitations. Just because he himself is not afraid of death does not mean that he can calmly face the sacrifices of his comrades.

"Congratulations, Big Brother Bloodthirst." Chasing Feng smiled and stared at the golden thread on the sleeve of the blood drinker, "I'm afraid you're the youngest golden knife in history." "It was after that mission that Drinker took the place of the Golden Sword, and the wounded Chasing Wind took Drink's place.

"What's the use of saying that! If you hadn't been stabbed for me that day...... Fuck, I really owe you a big favor! Blood-drinking slammed into the wall, knocking down an innocent spider.

"Don't take it personally, brother, I just know that every companion is unique. I, I can't bear to lose them. Chasing Feng said sincerely: "I believe that if I had been captured at that time, Brother Blood-Drinking would have saved me like this." ”

Coming out of Chafeng's ward, Drinking Blood has been thinking about the question repeatedly: If Chafeng was captured at that time, would he really fight to save him? What is this river and lake like? Is there really the so-called happiness in this world?

For so many years, Drinking Blood has been thinking about these two questions, and he has also been paying attention to the development of this child called Chaser Wind, of course he has not forgotten Jì, he still owes him a life. To this day, drinking blood sues sù himself, this favor, it's time to pay it back.

"You're just defending? I don't think I look down on your brother too much. The voice of the Yin and Yang Envoy was a little tired, and it was obviously under a lot of pressure. However, it can be seen from the series of actions just now that he still cares a lot about this young man called Chasing Wind, every knife is extremely measured, and it can block the attack of Chasing Wind and will not hit him at all, this qiē falls in the eyes of the Yin and Yang Envoy, and it has undoubtedly become the key to victory.

"I remember that the criterion of a killer is to have no distractions, let alone feelings." The voice of the Yin and Yang envoy sounded again, "It's a pity, it's a pity, the dignified Suomen Golden Knife, the dragon's tooth drinks blood, you have committed a taboo." ”

That's right, killers really shouldn't have feelings, because feelings can affect the calmest judgment, they can make the hand holding the knife tremble, it will slow down the speed of the knife, it will make people have scruples, and it will kill a killer. The most ordinary swordsman from a blood-drinking background naturally won't be ignorant of this. But after reading the warmth and coldness of the world, he understands the value of his companions, and the reason why Suomen has endured for a long time is not because Suomen's sword skills are twice as fast as those that chase the wind, and he has also added a new wound because of negligence. It's not that Chafeng's skill has increased greatly, but that Yin and Yang have caused Chafeng under the control of zhì to give up a qiē defense, and 100% of his energy is focused on attacking. If you really fight with the enemy to the death, of course you are not afraid of such a way of fighting that is not afraid of death, but the problem is that the opponent is your brother in life and death, and he can't do it.

In the seventeenth round, Chasing Wind's knife tore the cuff of the blood-drinker, leaving a red mark on the blood-drinker's left wrist in an instant; In the thirty-eighth round, the knife chasing the wind took away a strand of hair that drank blood, and the blade's blood-drinking body was cold; In the fifty-ninth round, the knife of the wind chased climbed up to the left arm of the blood-drinking, leaving a hole three inches and half an inch deep, and in an instant, half of the blood-drinking body was dyed red; In the ninety-third round, the knife of Chasing Wind pierced into the right shoulder of Drinker Blood, and the dragon's tooth in Drinker's hand also began to shake, and the victory seemed to have been decided; In the one hundred and first round, Chase Wind knocked the blood drink to the ground'" Suomen Golden Knife, but that's it. The Yin Yang Envoy's business was full of pride, "In that case, I will let your brother give you a ride, don't worry, I will let him know that I killed my brother." ”

The broken water blade swept by with that miserable green, a wisp of red like a delicate flower blooming on the tip of the knife, the eyes of the wind gradually became clear, and the lost memory was quickly returning to his mind.

Who's this? Who am I looking for? Eldest brother? Why is Big Brother Blood-Drinking here?

Whose knife is this? How does it look so familiar? Why is my water cut here?

Whose blood is this? Who is this who is hurting? Why? Who can sue me for why?

"No!" The wind roared and wanted to stop his movements, but he found that his body was not under his control, and the water knife still slowly cut at the throat of the blood-drinking brother, and the red blood flowers bloomed at the tip of the knife.

"You killed him, you killed him. That's right, you killed your beloved comrade-in-arms, your own eldest brother. The voice of the Yin and Yang envoy was just right to think that he was going to destroy the last shred of this young man's sanity, and he was going to turn him into his collection, his masterpiece.

"I killed him? I'll kill him! How so? How so! Chafeng's clear eyes became blurred again, people were already a little crazy, what happened today was too weird, he couldn't accept it, he didn't want to accept it, just go on like this, don't think about anything, don't think about anything, just live like this, maybe you don't need to live.

"It's done, it's another masterpiece." The voice of the Yin and Yang envoy was brisk, and he was about to come out of the shadows, clean up the battlefield, and sort out his "masterpiece" by the way. However, the mutant was born, and the blood drinker, who was obviously dead, suddenly moved.

The killing of the six knives was like lightning tearing through the dark clouds, obviously slashed in the void but there was a loud sound, and the voice of drinking blood was tired but not weak: "Don't worry, chase the wind, I'm not dead yet." As he spoke, six silver needles were lifted from the body of the chasing wind, and if they looked closely, there were still silk threads hanging from the nose of the needles that could not be seen.

Silver Needle: "Hey, you kid, it's okay, let's rest for a while." Drinking blood and gently putting down the body of the chasing wind, the dragon tooth treasure knife was raised, and it was rushed into the shadows where the Yin and Yang envoys were hiding.