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Chapter 63

Since then, there has been less flying knife boy Qin Ke on the rivers and lakes, and more ruthless swordsman Qin Ke. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Qin Ke's casualness of killing and killing, and he didn't think so. But Chu He has been silently following his footsteps, witnessing tragic deaths again and again. One of the things he did the most was to dig graves and bury those who were killed by Qin Ke.

However, Qin Ke finally found Li Xunhuan again, and this time he was also drinking. But this time, he watched Qin Ke drinking, using flower carvings to do it in vain. Qin Ke also looked at him, everything was silent. Qin Ke's inky blue robe had already been stained with heavy blood, and his flying knife had already been soaked in blood to the point of resembling blood jade.

"It's been three years, and I've killed thousands of people just to catch up with you in the past three years. Li Xunhuan, today is your death. "Qin Ke's knife is not in his hand, he has reached the same height as Li Xunhuan, and there is no knife in his hand and a knife in his heart. And killing has become his instinct, and for him there is no difference between killing a thousand people and one person.

Li Xunhuan didn't look at him, looked at his white hair. He is also old, and the twilight of heroes is the most terrible thing in the world. "It's a pity, my sword has never saved people, but your knife is only a murderous beast. Qin Ke, if you kill me, will you stop killing? ”

"Will Xiao Li Feidao be so stupid? Your life is worthless, and will only be reduced to nourishment on my knife. Qin Ke smiled, a smile appeared on that kind of face without any blood and humanity, but it was so terrifying.

Qin Ke's knife struck first, and his knife was like a blood-colored thunderbolt. The resentment in the deepest part of this hell rushed straight to Li Xunhuan. Li Xunhuan's knife is also out, an ordinary knife, an ordinary speed, and an ordinary death. Ben Lei tore Li Xunhuan's knife and also tore Li Xunhuan.

Li Xunhuan's knife was knocked to a strange angle, and there were two flying knives that fell to the ground. Qin Kecai didn't pay attention to these, he pulled out the flying knife in Li Xunhuan's eyebrows, but he heard Chu He's voice. "Senior Brother Qin Ke, you lost again, this time you lost the worst. He wins, but you're just a lonely loser. ”

Qin Ke ignored Chu He's ridicule and looked at Li Xunhuan who was lying in a pool of blood and laughed wildly. Chu He took a sip of wine, choked on Bai Gan and coughed, he never drank alcohol. "If it weren't for the knife he just made, you'd be a corpse by now. He was great, and before he died, he still did not forget that his sword was only to save people. But you deserve to die, go to hell, devil. ”

As soon as Qin Ke raised his head, he found that everything in front of him was starting to become congested. He also fell in a pool of blood, and Chu He's knife was too fast. Chu He's talent has never been weak, but he never shows his skills, and now is the first and last time he kills someone.

"Senior Brother Qin Ke, I'll accompany you in hell. I said that I would accompany you for the rest of my life, and I will never regret it. Chu He pulled out the flying knife from Qin Ke's throat and wiped it neatly on his neck. Now that he has used up the two flying knives, he is going to hell to practice the flying knives with Qin Ke. He still went to Li Xunhuan to fight against him, and this time Chu He would not let Qin Ke go down that road again. They just practice flying knives, flying knives don't kill, flying knives are unforgettable.

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