Chapter Twenty-Seven: Fu Hongxue!!!

There was a vast expanse in front of me, snow was still floating in the sky, and the whole world was a white world.

No!!! There was also a man standing in the middle of the snow, a black man, and a black knife.

It seems out of place in the whole world.

But what is the world?

At this time, he was walking in the snow.

With each step, always step out with the front leg and walk forward with the hind leg off. But, the back is very straight!!!

He's a cripple!!

Wang Yuzhou looked at the man dressed in black in front of him and remembered a legendary character

His name was Red Snow because the blood he shed on the day he was born stained the snow all over the ground red.

Heaven was cruel and arranged a terrible massacre for him as soon as he was born.

Since childhood, he was filled with hateful thoughts, drawing knives tens of thousands of times a day, learning peerless knife techniques in hardships and hardships, mistakenly thinking that his father was Bai Yu, and the blood in the plum blossom nunnery stained red with snow, the tragedy is as vivid as I remember, but in the end it is just a chess piece of hatred in the chess game of life.

He is lonely, desolate, gloomy and determined.

Fu Hongxue was almost born for revenge, he is considered to be the orphan of the hero Bai Yu, raised by the demon princess Yin Baifeng, and lived all his life in order to take down the head of Ma Kongqun, the enemy who betrayed Bai Yu. He is arrogant, withdrawn, and silent, and is a very good tragic hero.

He was crippled and sick, but his sword skills were awe-inspiring, and his always pale face contrasted sharply with the usual black blade, as if to tell that his life had lost any color due to a strong mission of revenge. The fact that he always holds the knife in his hand, even when he sleeps, is also a strong symbol, symbolizing that revenge has penetrated into the deepest part of his life, and he cannot let go of the revenge knife in his hand and heart no matter what.

However, such a tragic hero, who was born for revenge and was ready to die for revenge at any time, finally found that his revenge was a ridiculous misunderstanding, and in an instant, the meaning of his existence was completely gone, and the joke that God played on him was too big and too cruel.

When he fell in love with Cuinong, although he approached him because he knew that she was a ** and had another purpose, he still controlled his deep love for her, and finally made this love a kind of mutual torture, and led to Cuinong's departure. This kind of torture was originally resolved after Fu Hongxue and Cuinong reunited, and they could have lived a sweet life from now on, but Cuinong died at this time

The people in Wanma Hall were panicked, but there was a sigh in Dingjiazhuang, and he pulled out his knife to the sky for the last time and was reborn.

However, lameness and epilepsy are especially present, people at the end of the world, their hearts are as vast as the end of the world, as noble as the bright moon, and as lonely as a knife.

A killer on the verge of shadows. He seems to have been born for revenge, to live in this world for hatred. As soon as he became sensible, he heard a poignant voice instilling in his ears the idea of revenge.

Her voice was poignant and sharp, like a ghost crying in a cold night: "When you were born, the snow was red, red with blood!" ”

She came over and sprinkled red snow on Fu Hongxue's head and shoulders: "You have to remember that from now on, you are a god, a god of revenge!" No matter what you do, you don't have to regret it, no matter what you do to them, you should do it! ”

Ever since Fu Hongxue was able to hold that knife tightly, he had been practicing. Every day, the repeated action of drawing the knife is no less than 10,000 times. It wasn't until the knife gradually became a derivative of his arm, connected with his thoughts, that even the speed of the knife was still above his thoughts, and when the thoughts arrived, the knife was already in that position. The so-called line cares first, and that's probably what it means.

Because of such a magical knife speed, Fu Hongxue's fast knife is usually compared with Xiao Li's flying knife by ancient fans, the same shot kills, the difference is that compared to the flying knife that saves people, Fu's knife is regarded as the existence of a magic knife, with a pitch-black sheath and a pitch-black handle, symbolizing death. And he himself, in the minds of the Jianghu people, is just a killer.

The sky is glorious, the earth is brilliant, the eyes are bleeding, the moon is not light, once you enter the Wanma Hall, the knife is broken, and the person is broken; As soon as you enter Wanmatang, you don't want to go back to your hometown.

He has the same knife speed as he walks the rivers and lakes, and Fu Hongxue is proud. He is a killer, but he will not use a knife easily, even if others humiliate him in public and force him to take action. He would even say things like if you weren't my enemy, I wouldn't kill you even if you knelt down and begged me. At the same time, Fu Hongxue is humble, one of his feet is lame, and he has epilepsy, whenever the psychological pressure is too great to bear, he will get sick, worse than a dog. He hated himself, he hated his disease, and he was as proud as he was, how could he suffer from such a disease.

In revenge, he left Einong. Because he felt that he should not have love, but only hate. Love will make him attached to "life"; Love will make him weak in the hands of his enemies. He is not accustomed to love, does not know how to express love, and does not dare to accept love.

He was also a loner. Outward indifference is a tool he uses to hide his loneliness and vulnerability inside. When Tsunnon formally met him and went back to the hut with him, he just walked forward until he reached the bed, put his crippled leg on the bed, and closed his eyes. His heart was in turmoil at this point. He didn't know how to face the woman in front of him, the first woman in his life; This woman he had fantasized about countless times about what she looked like; This woman who has passed him by countless times at the inn. She is not only good-looking, but also a woman admired by many men in the border city. Fu Hongxue didn't know how to deal with such a woman who suddenly appeared in his life, so he chose to be silent. He is the kind of person who is afraid of rejection, so he rejects others first.

Fu Hongxue, poor man! His tragedy was caused by hatred, and it was his own choice, but it was determined by his character.

Beneath a proud face hides a fragile heart

Wang Yuzhou's gaze fell on Fu Hongxue's knife again at this time.

This is not someone else's knife, it is Fu Hongxue's knife, a terrifying knife. Fu Hongxue's knife is not expensive or inconspicuous, the scabbard is pitch black, and the handle is pitch black, perhaps in the eyes of many people, it is really an ugly knife. However, this is a magical knife, and the light of the knife is more dazzling and swift than lightning. No one could see the knife, not even those who died under it.

This is a messenger of revenge, Wang Yuzhou sighed in his heart