Wang Chuli was taken aback - Zhao Li's right hand held her wrist, as if she was handcuffed by an iron tong, as if she was twisted by a crocodile's mouth, she was irresistible and even couldn't struggle, she was afraid that she would break herself if she struggled.

What is even more surprising is the border post. How could it be? His fan was still resisted by him and couldn't move an inch, he had already used his maximum strength, how could he still have extra strength? He tried to disperse some strength to help Wang Chuli, but as soon as the tip of the knife moved, Zhao Li's fan immediately rose upward, it was a huge and unpredictable force, and in an instant, the sharp edge of the fan pointed at his throat. He broke out in a cold sweat and pressed down with his knife again, finally barely able to control the movement of the fan, but his hand was badly injured, so that the fan approached his neck little by little at an imperceptible but existential speed.

"Don't move. Zhao Yan said leisurely, "If you scatter your strength, you will be preempted by me." ”

Then he looked at Wang Chuli and said: "The dagger is a thing, pay attention to the word 'fast', and you must be quick and decisive when you take out the knife and never hesitate, this point, you did it with murderous aura just now." But you forgot the important point, the dagger cannot be swung continuously when stabbing into the air, after all, the dagger is very short, unlike the machete, which can inflict fatal injuries every time. What you should do is to retreat immediately, regain your rhythm and wait for an opportunity to attack me, plus this dagger is good enough to hurt me. It's a pity that you were a little impatient, and you attacked several times in a row, and there were too many flaws. ”

Wang Chuli's expression was nervous, her hands were swollen by Zhao Tong's clamps, and the back of her hand also turned white without blood, and the green tendons were bulging.

He smiled and said softly, "Sister Hatsuri, I hope you understand that if it weren't for your identity, you would have been dead since last night and now. ”

His hand was slightly released. Wang Chuli stared at his wrist, which quickly turned red after the miserable whiteness. Then, she felt a push. Zhao Yan didn't push very hard, but the power seemed to stretch endlessly, from her wrists to her back, and at that moment, the whole power suddenly became huge, so oppressive that she couldn't breathe. Her eyes widened, as if her whole body was filled with a breath of qi, it was a wall in front of her, pushing her back in her direction, if she didn't retreat, she would definitely be knocked to death—but Zhao Yan grabbed her wrist again, and the invisible wall hit her body directly, her face, her wounds, her internal organs. She spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the blood sprayed on Zhao Yan's chin and neck, staining a large area red.

"It's a pity that the best bow has no arrows, so I have to barely use a dagger, but I am not very skilled. Usually you don't need to work, and when something happens, you will have such an end. But it's good for a girl to be like you. Where did all your arrows go?" Zhao Yan looked at her with a smile, "If you lose it, just tell me, I'll ask someone to find it for you." ”

Wang Chuli looked at him hatefully.

"Sister Hatsuri is so fierce. Zhao Yan said, "Don't be angry, I'll show you something-"

As he spoke, he let go of his hand, Wang Chuli covered her chest and stumbled back a few steps, and before she could stand firmly, the cold light in front of her pierced her and immediately raised her head - she was very familiar with this color and brightness, and what Zhao Yan was holding in her hand was her arrow.

"I picked it up when I was outside, is it yours?" Zhao Yan said, "Killing people only needs to be fatal, and then venting anger is a waste of weapons, and the consequences are very serious." ”

"You, you-" Wang Chuli was dumbfounded, "You see ......"

Zhao Yan said quietly: "If General Wang sees someone who dares to bully his sister like this, he will definitely be angry." ”

Wang Chuli felt that the world was spinning for a while. This dizziness is not only mental, but also physical - Zhao Li's push just now was full of stamina, causing her wounds to collapse from top to bottom. However, she saw that the arrow in Zhao Yan's hand was aimed at Lin Long on the side, and Lin Long was at a loss.

"Hey!" she shouted, exhausted, "Hurry up and hide!"

This, of course, is useless. People who don't know martial arts, even if they tell her how to see the moves, it's useless. She rushed in the direction of Lin Long, at the same time, the white light of Zhao Li's fingertips exploded, and an arrow was thrown towards Lin Long, Lin Long turned his head, unable to dodge, Wang Chuli threw the dagger in the direction of the arrow, and it was her dagger that bounced back. The power of this arrow is so great that there is no way to change its direction, this is exactly what it is, this is exactly - the "arrow method of warding off evil spirits" handed down by Wang Sunsin!

Lin Long's spirit seemed to be in a trance. She was very tired, very sluggish, and her whole reaction was slow.

Without the slightest hesitation, the arrow snorted, pierced through her body, and nailed straight to the wall. Blood drips.

Zhao Yan seemed to be stunned for a moment, and said with a faint smile: "-Ah, it's a pity, Miss Lin." I thought you could stop this arrow, Sister Hatsuri. Didn't you say that you still have to tie the bell to the bell?"

Wang Chuli froze in place, his face turned pale, and his whole person was shaky.

Then Zhao Yan turned his head and looked at Bian Yi. Bian Yi was covered with cold sweat on his forehead, and looked at him extremely nervously.

"Now if a feather lands on your head, you will be overwhelmed, and then I will kill you. Zhao Yan looked at him with interest and said with a smile, "You used all the strength of your body, and I only used one hand." ”

Bian Yi gritted his teeth and said, "How is it possible...... I don't believe it. I don't believe it. ”

"Because you never believe that people are high and low, I am much more powerful than you, and you are much more powerful than the magpie and cicada. If you believed this, you wouldn't have rebelled against me in the first place, let alone stopped me in such a reckless way. Zhao Yan's smile became brighter and brighter, "Bian Yi-isn't it?, your knife skills are very flexible, but unfortunately success is also a knife, defeat is also a knife, from beginning to end, you only have one knife." ”

Bian Yi saw the muscles trembling all over his body, moving from the limbs to the tips of his right fingers, and the tremor made people shudder. Bian Yi felt helpless and frightened, when he saw the cold white light on the tip of Zhao Yan's right finger burst out, turning into the fierceness of a weapon, and the last time he was able to resist it, it was because of the knife in his hand.

He doesn't have a knife now. It was he who was suppressed. The other knife couldn't be delivered in time, because Wang Chuli had just thrown the dagger out, and even if she was running over to pick it up now, it was too late, too late-

Bian Yi screamed.

Bian Yi is so big, he has never let out such a scream today. The pain blurred his vision, the pain pierced his heart and lungs, and the pain tore his soul apart. The white light turned red, and it was painfully red. In front of his eyes was a bright red, bright red, which trickled down his eye sockets, hot and smooth, with the smell of iron weapons, the permanent loss of preciousness.

Wang Chuli said: "Bianyi!"

Bian Yi tilted his head and covered his face and stepped back. He staggered as if his back was on a cliff, and behind him was an abyss. Zhao Tong made him fall. The world lost its distance and dimension before him, blood seeped out of his fingers, a crimson waterfall, a nine-toothed nail rake, a fire that burned everything, and the world turned into a sea of fire, in which the ghosts writhed and danced, and grabbed him by the neck to pull him to hell.

"I'm fine. He gritted his teeth and groaned, "I'm not dead yet." ”

Despite his assertive words, he was unable to maintain his stolen standing. His sword was lifelessly dragged by his right hand, and it was a ship that had lost its sail fluttering and trembling above the backwaters. With the strength of the Bianyi, he couldn't even completely grasp it at this moment, let alone control it. He began to understand what Zhao Yan said, at this moment, he couldn't match this knife at all, if he wanted to use it forcibly, it could only be a heavy burden. His whole body collapsed, but he still subconsciously used the knife as a life-saving straw, his left hand left his eyes, held it on his right wrist, and when he knelt on the ground, he supported the ground with the tip of the knife to prevent himself from falling to the ground completely.

His left eye was a bloody hole, unfathomable as a sun that lost all light and died during an eclipse.

Zhao Tong used his hand as a knife to dig out his left eyeball alive and bloodily!

Bian Yi barely opened his right eye. He could only see a bright red, the curtain of the bride's head, the faint light of the candlelight, the dreary jackdaw flying away, the sign of the decline of all things, the pain and heaviness that he could not bear.

It's not over yet.

It's just that he can't see in one eye, and there is still half of his vision left, which is the same as before, and his body has not been seriously damaged, he can still move, but he has just accidentally lost his strength, and in a moment, he will be able to regain his strength, and he will be able to kill him—he will definitely be able to kill him.

But the pain was so painful that not only his vision, but also his hearing had become hazy, and his eardrum was swollen, and through the sultry mist, maybe it was tears that he couldn't shed. He heard Zhao Yan's voice, as if it was an empty sound in the distant mist, a beast whose location and size were unknown.

"Does it hurt?" Zhao Yan said lightly, "This is a little warning that you hurt me with dirty things." It's not a pity that you've died tens of thousands of times, so I'll have to make you taste enough pain before I kill you. ”

Bian Yi gritted his teeth and raised his head, and said with a forced smile: "You are wrong, I will not die until you are arrested." ”

Zhao Yan grabbed him by the collar, lifted him into the air, pulled Bian Yi, who was originally kneeling on the ground, straightened up, and looked at him in mid-air. To Zhao Yan's surprise, although Bian Yi only had one eye left to see, the other eye was staring at him burningly, and the resentment in his heart made him surprised for a moment. This little catcher is really special, and it can touch his abnormal emotions several times and three times - really, it's not a pity to let him die ten thousand times.

Zhao Yan smiled: "I won't die, isn't that what I want?"

Bian Yi gasped, "What do you want? gouge out my other eye?"

Zhao Yan shook his head and smiled softly: "I'm not interested in doing repetitive things, it's meaningless." What's more, your eyes are beautiful, and when it looks at me angrily, it must be a work of art. ”

Bian Yi was panting for air, he was obviously very nervous, his eyes were torn, his anger was fierce and he was trembling with fear. His palms were covered with blood, and he was already very reluctant and slow to raise the knife, so before he could completely raise the knife, Zhao Yan took a step ahead of him and raised the golden steel fan in his hand-

"It was the eyes just now, so let's change them to the ears this time. ”

It was lightning that shattered the clouds, tearing the sky open with a huge fissure beyond repair. It was the petals that were torn to pieces and trampled into a pile of mud. It was an arrow that pierced the rice paper, and the whole paper broke a huge circular hole, and the pine trees and stone walls on it became muddy shards.

The sharp blade on the fan bone pierced his eardrum, boom, snap, shatter.

Buzz, buzz, buzz.

His mind was heavy, and it was about to crack. No matter what sound you listen to, it becomes distant, distant, distant, as if you were a world away. He remembered that he had seen the highly poisonous corpse in his body, and the bleeding from the seven orifices was probably what he was now, and he was not poisoned now, but was brutally broken like this. He had lost half of his five senses, and one of them had been completely lost. And what was even more terrifying was the rapid passage of physical strength, he could barely raise his hand to attack Zhao Yan, and the knife he had raised half of it was completely suppressed under the violent stimulation, and the ground fell.

The knife would rather be crushed to pieces like before, rather than be discarded by his own hands. It had never happened before, and it was a great shame for him. At this point, Bian Yi's spirit reached the brink of collapse, and his body and mind were already very fragile.

Speaking of which, the knife would be dissolved without a trace, how powerful the poison must be. He thought, hanging his head weakly.

The price of justice is too severe.

Zhao Li's eyes gradually became crazy. He is a madman himself, and the awakening of madness will make him even more out of control.

Half of Bian Yi's body was soaked in his own blood, more than anything he had touched before.

Zhao Yan approached him and said softly: "Xiao Catch, I didn't have your consent just now, I was a little abrupt." It's up to you to decide if you want to cut off your nose, or your tongue, or a piece of your skin?"

Bian Yi snorted with his nose, smiled, and said, "Before that, you won't kill me, will you?"

"yes. Zhao Yan said, "So you can feel all these kinds of pain, just in order." ”

"Then you ask me what I do......" Bian Yi sighed, "just do it." ”

Zhao Yan sneered lightly and said, "If you have to be so ignorant, I will treat these things as gifts and give them to you all at once." In that case, you might actually die. ”

Bian Yi gritted his teeth and was silent.

"Little catcher, you have suffered so much because you want to preserve your useless dignity. No one will know that you would rather die than give in, all they see is your tragic death. Zhao Yan sighed, unfolded the entire side of the golden steel fan, the knife light was sharp, the cold light flickered, just a slight stroke, it would be bloody immediately, he gradually concentrated his strength on the hand holding the fan, and said, "Since you don't speak, then I will take it as your acquiescence." ”

"—Stop!" Wang Chuli's voice was crying, "stop torturing him." ”

The golden steel fan on the side of the post stopped at the neck.

Zhao Yan smiled and said, "It's rare, Sister Chuli will beg me in a low voice, and it is for an unruly inferior person, it's really a great miracle." ”

"You're wrong. Wang Chuli retorted, "I just don't want to see these things." ”

"Yes. Zhao Yan said, "You are really completely different from the first pear sister in my impression, I remember that you are very arrogant, looking down on this and that, especially hating the common people the most." But now, why do you talk to these people, Mr. Mu, I can barely understand, but what is this little catcher? You don't fall in love with him, and you don't owe him any favors, so I don't understand. ”

Wang Chuli coughed and said slowly: "There are many things you don't understand. Don't say that - I'll go back with you, and you let him go. ”

Bian Yi said: "You-don't go back with him, the devil knows he will ...... you Do what...... Hmm!" Zhao Tong added a little force to his hand, his jaw was hit hard, and there was a crackle, and his bones made a sound as if he was playing the piano, and he couldn't make a sound because of the pain.

Zhao Yan said: "Sister Chuli, are you negotiating terms with me?"

He let go of his hand, and the side post fell to the ground, dead and motionless.

Wang Chuli said: "If you agree, I can go back with you to see my brother as if nothing happened." Provided you don't hurt him either. ”

"Of course I didn't hurt him, I didn't dare. Zhao Yan smiled slightly, "He trespassed on my mansion, and it should be dealt with according to family law, and that is the matter of those minions under me." But I believe that he can survive, after all, it is General Wang, the pride of the Great Song Dynasty. ”

Wang Chuli raised his head suddenly: "You let Lu Shihagi go?"

"Ah, did he tell you his name?" Zhao Yan was a little surprised, and said, "Are you worried about him?"

"Nope. Wang Chuli said, "Your people, what is there to sympathize with?"

Zhao Yan smiled and said, "That's right, if he lets you out without authorization, the crime can lead to death, and I will kill him when I go back." - Ah, what, scared?"

Wang Chuli shook his head.

"Alas, feelings are such a terrible thing. From the family affection that blood is thicker than water, to the love that involves constantly, and even the most inferior and ridiculous and useless sympathy, it will become a lever to be used. It's a pity, it's a pity. Sister Hatsuri, you could have escaped, didn't you? Zhao Yan sighed, walked over to her, and said, "Okay, Sister Chuli, since that's the case, now you can only follow me." ”

"Wait. Bian Yi said behind him, "If you want to talk about feelings, you seem to be more fragile than Miss Wang." ”

Zhao Yan raised his eyebrows and said, "What?"

"For example, Miss Wang doesn't treat Xiao Tao as a human being, but you are really crying for the dead Miss Lin. ”

"No way. He retorted suddenly, but then remembered Lin Longlai, she was as frightened as a fawn's eyes, she saw the silence of the wounded, she talked to him about some superficial tea ceremony—damn, this inferior person, a woman with no characteristics, just glance at it, except for a pair of pitiful eyes—terrible.

Zhao Yan suddenly reached out and touched his face, it was a clear wetness, he suddenly realized that he was really crying - crying unconsciously, he didn't know why he was crying, he had never felt sadness, and he would not be touched by life and death. But as soon as he thought about it, he began to suffer. He was stuck in his throat, unable to breathe, and had an abnormally sour ache, an emotion he had never had, but he didn't know why. It's annoyance, it's uneasiness, it's an ominous premonition - how is Lu Shihagi's side?

- Lu Shihagi. Lin Long. Lu Shihagi.