Fang Lan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Swords, guns, swords, halberds, in my eyes, there is no difference, they are just murderous weapons." Murder, the young master is still young, so he has no interest for the time being. You are so peugeot, you are really fragrant and jade in my hands, but you want to die of distress. ”

Gu Jingling chirped: "Less poor mouth! Little bastard, at the threshold of life and death, there is still leisure and uncleanness, I really don't know how to write the word death? ”

Fang Lan smiled: "I don't read much, why don't you teach me?" ”

Gu Jingling scolded: "you. Damn it! Go find a blade, the girl doesn't have time to talk to you. ”

Fang Lan sighed helplessly, "It's all your subordinates here, who should I borrow it from?" ”

Gu Jingling groaned slightly, and beckoned to Su Lan, "Lan'er, do you bring a knife, borrow a little ghost to make it." ”

Su Lan grinned, untied his blade, and handed it to Fang Lan, "Little brother, my knife is very expensive, you use it carefully, don't break it, otherwise...... It looks good with you. ”

Fang Lan coughed, "I'll try my best." But the sword has no eyes, and if it really breaks it, it can't trouble me. Pull out the knife out of the sheath, look closely under the light, the knife is four feet long, alloy forging, sharp and unparalleled, bent fingers ejected, the knife body trembles, the sound is like a dragon, praise: "Good knife, it's too light, can it have a name?" ”

Su Lan whispered softly and said with a smile: "Slay the evil spirit." ”

Fang Lan frowned and said, "What's the explanation?" ”

Su Lan said: "There are too many bad people in the world, I will carry this knife and kill one when I see it." ”

Fang Lan nodded and said, "Although the name is good, it is too domineering. What's more, there are thousands of warriors in the world, and it is difficult to distinguish between right and evil. Cutting off evil when you see evil is also not in line with the way of Confucianism. Miss Lan, I sincerely advise you, it's better to stop at the point, and accept it when you see it. Fighting, killing, and killing is not always a girl's job. ”

Su Lan said unhappily: "You look down on women? ”

Fang Lan shook his head and said: "I have no such intention, I don't have time to distinguish with you right now, I have time to go back, let's cook tea and chat." With a bang, the treasure knife slashed out and slashed at Gu Jingling's left shoulder.

This time suddenly shot, talking and laughing, the wind and thunder burst out, unspeakably fast, Gu Jingling shouted "good", stabbed with a gun, stabbed the opponent's heart, did not resist, shot and attacked, marksmanship is like a god, there is a hidden sound of dragon and tiger.

Fang Lan reined in his mind and dealt with it calmly, the opponent came up to make a move, taking attack as defense, and deeply integrating the way of killing soldiers. This kind of enemy is the most difficult to deal with, because it is extraordinarily brave in addition to life and death. If people are not afraid of death, their hearts will be unhindered, their hearts will be free of concerns, and their moves will be natural and dripping.

Seeing that Gu Jingling's gun was round and flawless, penetrating the barrel of the gun, she knew that it was difficult to touch hard, her wrist turned slightly, she swung the knife, and the blade was close to the barrel of the gun, and she went up with the rod, approaching the opponent's mouth.

His knife skills are fast, and the blade is full of strength, indestructible, if he is sharpened, Gu Jingling has a white jade-like palm, but he is afraid that it will be scrapped on the spot.

The girl snorted lightly, "Little bastard, multiple deep hatreds, can you use such a vicious shot?" "Scolding in his mouth, sweeping with marksmanship, avoiding killing moves, pressing on the opponent's vital point.

Fang Lan said with a smile: "There is no mercy to make a move, the young master is against others, and he has always gone all out, but he is not just fighting for you." "The blade of the knife was slanted and collided with the barrel of the gun, and the metal struck, sparks flew everywhere, and the snow flakes on the ground were stained and melted.

Gu Jingling's arm was numb, and she scolded, "Fuck, the little bastard has a lot of strength." ”

Fang Lan said with a smile: "In the next rice bucket, the more you eat, the more strength you have." "Since he practiced martial arts, the five internal organs have been solidified, the gastrointestinal function has increased greatly, the digestive system is ten times stronger than ordinary people, and every other day, the ginseng is a kind of tonic, the northern weather is cold, the old ginseng is of high quality, and the qi is strong, and the results are immediate. Fang Lan has been smoking day and night for several years, and the essence of food and medicine has penetrated into the veins, and his strength is vast.

The two of you come and go, refuse to welcome each other, and it is difficult to leave. Fang Lan's knife skills are domineering, his moves are like electricity, the girl's marksmanship is subtle, and her remaining strength is lingering, and she is at a stalemate for a while.

After thirty moves, Gu Jingling was anxious in her heart, "The girl usually fights with people, and she solves the battle in three or two, why do you have to fight so hard?" "After a dozen moves, the girl is even more anxious" The old lady has a large group of people watching the excitement, and she can't clean up the opponent anymore, where will she put her face? ”

The soldier made a dangerous move, the tip of the spear trembled, and several spear flowers danced, approaching the opponent's throat, and at the same time, Fang Lan's long knife was swirled, only a few inches away from the girl's right shoulder. Gu Jingling frowned, holding the gun in her right hand, her advance style remained unchanged, her left palm poked out, grabbed the blade, grabbed the finger mana, and clamped the opponent's weapon to death.

Fang Lan's face changed suddenly, and he shouted, "Stupid Nizi, still don't let go?" The young master urged with all his strength and immediately cut off your fingers. The girl's family is missing a finger, but I'm afraid that no one wants it. "He was born lazy, and even if he fought a duel to the death, he would not forget to talk nonsense.

Gu Jingling ignored him, her fingers exerted force, and the force of clamping the blade increased, Fang Lan's eyes flickered, the tip of the girl's gun was only a stone's throw away from her throat, she snorted, scolded: "Crazy, fuck, it's all crazy." As soon as his right hand was released, he gave up his blade, abandoned the long knife, put his hands together, and clamped the iron spear to death.

Gu Jingling screamed, breathed several times in a row, the spear stopped, it was difficult to advance an inch, and she understood that the opponent was sharp and her kung fu was not under her. She saw the opportunity very quickly, her arms vibrated slightly, the spear was abandoned, she simply didn't use it, her body teleported, her footwork was activated, she approached Fang Lan's chest like lightning, swung her palms, snapped a few times, and slapped her opponent's chest four times in a row.

These four palms have a name, called "Buddha hitting the rock", one palm is out, and the granite can be crushed with all his strength. Fang Lan received this palm, his ribs were broken, and he puffed a few times, and blood spurted wildly. He hated in his heart, while he was injured, he had lost his senses, and he couldn't be merciful anymore, he stacked out of tendons and bones, entangled the opponent's tendons and veins, drilled and unloaded, clicked, Gu Jingling's arm was broken, her shoulders were soft, and she was hit hard for a while.

Lose both.

The two of them each took a few steps back, gasping for air. Fang Lan was five short and one long, using the secret method of breathing to regulate his internal organs, he spit out blood for a while, his face was pale, and he scolded in a deep voice: "Stupid Nizi, really don't want to die?" Is it so important to win or lose? ”

Gu Jingling's silver teeth were shattered, and she endured the severe pain, "For me, defeat is death!" There is only Gu Jingling who died in battle, and there is no failed deputy master. "I understand in my heart, the right talent is fighting, Fang Lan is really ruthless, the situation is confrontational, he has no reason to abandon the knife, just urge the internal strength, with his own counting and fingers, how can he catch the opponent's steel knife?

Fang Lan sighed, "That's it, you and I are both injured in this battle, it is a draw, and no one has lost, how about it?" ”

Gu Jingling was silent for a long time, and nodded, "Okay, you didn't lose, according to the gambling agreement, you can go." Everyone listened to the order: Let Fanglan leave on his own, no one is allowed to stop him, violators: the door rules will be dealt with. ”

At this time, the snowflakes were getting bigger, and when Qiu Chen was in a coma for a long time, the acupoints were self-extricating, and he slowly woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that Fang Lan was covered in blood, and his face was discolored, and he shouted: "Fang Lan, are you injured?" "My eyes were hot, and my eyes were full of tears.

Fang Lan smiled: "It's okay, you can't die." Sister Chen, I'm tired, and I'm tired of helping me return to China. "He is dissolute on the outside, but in fact he is shrewd in his heart, he is seriously injured and powerless, and there are dangers everywhere, and the immeasurable gate is forced by the situation at the moment, not to be embarrassed by himself, and it is difficult to guarantee that he will not regret it, and once he leaves here, he will worry about his life at any time. At the moment, the safest place, only the national color Tianxiang, Duanmu Butterfly itself is good at martial arts, and there is the support of the county magistrate, no matter how rampant the Wuliang Gate is, he does not dare to go to the national color Tianxiang to be presumptuous, and when the injury is healed, no one can help himself, and then go to the Wuliang Gate, no matter what, he must always find today's field. There is little dignification, and people can't be bullied in vain.

Gu Jingling smiled reluctantly, "Fang Lan, I'll give you half a day to escape." Twelve hours later, the Infinite Gate will issue a nirvana order, the ends of the earth, take care of yourself. Well, here's for you. Xiang Su Lan snorted, the girl understood, reached into her arms, took out a silver card, and threw it to Fang Lan, "There is a million dollars in it, take it and use it as you go." ”

Fang Lan smiled bitterly: "Miss Ling, in fact, you didn't lose, you don't have to give this money." What's more, you have issued a killing order, I have received your money, and most of it will not be spent, so you don't have to be polite. ”

Gu Jingling gritted her teeth and said: "For me, if I don't win, I lose." The money is yours, it is always yours, what I Gu Jingling said, I have never counted. Don't worry, I will abide by the bet, and you can ask me to do any three things at any time, including sleeping with you, and if you frown, you are not a hero. Provided, of course, that you can survive. ”

Fang Lan smiled: "You are a woman, you are not a good man." Hey, the young master is not lightly injured, and there is not much time left for me to escape, the mountains are high and the rivers are long, we will have a period later. He grabbed Qiu Chen's shoulder, half walked and half dragged, and left miserably.