Chapter 967: I Lost! (above) the fourth master had an epiphany.

At the cost of suffering a stab wound. Finally had an epiphany about the meaning of life!

Old?

What does it matter? Old is not terrible. It's scary to be old!

The third service is old. So he went into seclusion.

The fourth master also serves the old. But he only had a minute to serve his old age. After serving the old age, he was high-spirited!

He was full of war intent, holding the judge's pen in his hand, and swooped down towards the indifferent face of the shemale!

He came quickly. Shemales go faster.

Knife and pen collide. not only rubbed out the fierce fire, but also pulled the fighting spirit of both sides. The fourth master is full of fighting spirit, and the shemale is also full of blood. I just want to compete with the fourth master.

The two sides were like bulls fighting with chicken blood, and they rushed at each other like crazy.

The two of them fought faster and faster, bigger and more intense, and the more they fought, the more they fought - looking for death!

That's right! It's looking for death!

When the fourth master had an epiphany, he no longer had any worries. When he didn't have any worries, he started to get hurt. and began to hurt the shemale.

Flutter!

The fourth master stabbed the ladyboy in the shoulder blade with one stroke.

Flutter!

The shemale replied with a knife in return. Hacked hard in his lower abdomen.

Flutter!

The fourth master stabbed the ladyboy in the arm again.

Flutter!

The shemale also stabbed him in the body!

Flutter!

Flutter!

……

The more you fight, the more scars there are on both sides.

The more they fight, the redder the blood flowing on both sides.

But the more the fourth master played, the more excited he became. The shemale also fights, the brighter his eyes become. As if they weren't hurt. It's as if they're just having a fight that won't hurt. It's as if pain is the most stimulating and exciting medicine for them!

The fourth master is bleeding. Shemales are also bleeding. Over time. Even their clothes were torn. Pricked. Red with blood, soaked with sweat.

If an outsider sees the death battle between the two. I'm afraid I'm not even in the mood to call the police. Will call the funeral home directly.

If you continue to fight like this, you won't die until you die!

Whoosh!

The two of them made a mistake, and they left a deep scar on each other's body!

Then, the two of them, who were fighting faster and faster, and were bleeding more and more, finally came to a standstill. It seems that he doesn't even have the strength to turn around. The two just turned their backs to each other, breathing in silence.

Tick. Tick. Blood involuntarily flowed down the shemale's body. Sleeve. The trouser legs are dyed blood red.

Tick. Tick. The blood couldn't help but be pulled to the ground by the earth's attraction, and the hair and arms were all dyed red.

They are still breathing. Breathing, it proves that you are not dead. If you don't die, you can continue to fight.

So, after a few breaths, they finally turned around.

Cluck.

The bones crackled. A cold wind blew, and the two couldn't help but squint their eyes slightly.

Now, they can't even withstand the cool wind.

Now. They couldn't even say a word. Now - they don't have any extra strength!

However, they are not dead yet!

If you don't die, you can do the last battle, the last blow!

Blade. Casually held by a shemale. The strength is not enough, just the palm of the hand. It seems as if it could fall out of your hands at any moment.

Judge's pen, gently squeezed in the hand. Like a ladyboy, the fourth master no longer has much strength to hold this rather weighty judge's pen.

But at this moment, who can get their weapons out of their hands?

Neither can God!

They're not dead yet, and they have to do the final blow. So - their weapons are still in their hands. Also in my heart!

The eyes of the two slowly shifted from scattered focus. Slowly climb from the ground to the other person's body. Slowly - make eye contact with each other's eyes!

Just look at each other. And a flame grew from his chest. In just an instant, it spreads to the whole body!

Sou!

Shemale moves!

Sou!

The fourth master moved!

They slammed forward, raised their weapons, and stabbed each other in the chest!

The rivers, lakes and seas can't withstand the majesty of this moment!

The sea is dry and rotten, and it is not as bright as the last blow of this life!

The wind and clouds have changed, how can they compete with these two people?

Flutter!

The judge's pen stabbed the shemale in the chest. If it weren't for the lack of strength, it would definitely penetrate the body of the shemale. But even so, it still pierces at least 10 centimeters.

Flutter!

The cold saber pierced the heart of the fourth master. The blade of the knife was completely submerged, and only the hilt remained outside the body.

Everything in heaven and earth finally fell into calm again at this moment. The rest is just the sound of blood dripping on the tock.

After a moment of calm. A cold wind suddenly arose. Blows up the shemale's hair. also blurred the eyes of the fourth master. They are like two statues, standing resolutely and calmly in place. In their right hands, each holds his own weapon. At the other end of the weapon, it is submerged into the opponent's body.

I don't know how long it lasted. The fourth master's body trembled violently. Thin spurts of blood gushed out of his mouth. The already pale face was like white paper in an instant. It's miserable.

But the shemale still stood still. Not a word.

"Hmm-"

The fourth master, who was covered in blood, slowly lowered his head and glanced at the place where the saber pierced. A sinister smile suddenly bloomed on his face.

He was laughing. The face suddenly aged ten years - twenty years old?

He opened his mouth and let the blood run clean.

After draining the blood in his mouth, Fang slowly raised his head, and looked at the shemale with a cloudy and scattered gaze: "Young and strong." I lost -- I lost. ”

When the ladyboy heard this, a smile bloomed indifferently on her face. Gently shaking his head: "I didn't win." ”

"Nobody can win - but, but somebody must - someone loses."

"The one who loses. It's me. Not you. ”

The fourth master spit out these two sentences. The right hand holding the judge's pen suddenly let go of the pen, and his whole body fell vertically backwards.

Thump!

A dull crash sounded in the night sky. The fourth master also closed his eyes weakly when the impact sounded.

Die?

He was never afraid!

Before he died, he finally overcame the knot of fear of losing.

So, he walked calmly. Walk freely.

"Ahem-ahem!"

Bang dang!

With a violent cough, the saber in the ladyboy's hand finally came out of his hand.

Grasp the judge's pen with his left hand and prevent the judge's pen from moving because of the trembling of his body.

Cough. It's because the lobes of the lungs are punctured. The scarred shemale didn't even dare to move. He didn't even dare to lie down. Don't dare to sit down. He could only stand still.

But how long can you stand?

The fourth master is dead. Shemales - they're just waiting to die!

"Ahem—"

The shemale coughed violently again. The pain in his body was unbearable. I can't wait to pull out the judge's pen that stabbed into my chest. Let yourself bleed to death!

But he couldn't die.

Princess Celestia is still waiting for him. Fei Hong is still waiting for him. He does not allow himself to die, cannot die ...

His eyes swept over the fourth master in a pool of blood. The corners of the shemale lips flashed with a touch of weak struggle: "Only those who lose will die." I didn't lose. ”

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