Ji Wuye stood with his knife raised, nodded and said in a deep voice: "Since you dare to appear in front of me, you must know the fate of betraying me?" ”

The tip of his knife pointed at the crow, and this sentence was addressed to the crow.

Bai Feng shouldn't have been alive at the moment, but he appeared here well, indicating that Mo Crow did not carry out the order.

Ji Wuye knew that Mo Crow and Bai Feng had grown up together since childhood, and he definitely couldn't bear to attack Bai Feng, but he designated Mo Crow to do this.

If the ink crow does not kill Bai Feng, it is a betrayal.

Ji Wuye's logic is like this, leaving no room for error.

Ink Crow also knew this, but until this time, he still planned to leave a little leeway.

He wanted to create a turnaround.

Mo Crow faced Ji Wuye and said lightly: "I didn't betray the general. ”

Ji Wuye's face twisted and said, "Oh? ”

The crow said slowly: "I'm just here to change my life." He clenched his fist to his chest and stretched out a finger: "Take my life, exchange it for his life." ”

He pointed his finger at Bai Feng behind him.

Bai Feng's heart shook violently, and he only heard Ji Wuye say coldly: "Give me a reason." ”

Mo Crow said: "Someone offered a good price to buy my life, since my life is so valuable, then I don't mind, I exchange my life for Bai Feng." Speaking of this, Mo Crow smiled and glanced vaguely at the roof, obviously he had long known that Yan Hong was waiting there.

Bai Feng's heart was in chaos, and he raised his head and said in a trembling voice: "Mo Crow, you are seeking skin with the tiger!" Bai Feng didn't know why, but he was very anxious in his heart, he knew how powerful Ji Wuye was, he didn't want to involve Mo Crow, he felt that Mo Crow treated him too well. He broke into a catastrophe this time, and Mo Crow was purely affected, and it should be Bai Feng himself who took the responsibility.

He didn't want the crow to give the most precious thing for him.

The ink crow is so intelligent, there is never any flaw in dealing with people, and it is unpredictable to be resourceful and clever.

If only one of them survives, Bai Feng thinks that it will definitely be the ink crow instead of him.

Bai Feng sincerely hopes that the ink crow is alive.

Ji Wuye listened to Bai Feng's words. smirked: "Look, people don't seem to appreciate it." ”

In Mo Crow's mind, Bai Feng is more important, and Ji Wuye seems to be angry about this.

Mo Crow raised his face to look at Bai Feng, his expression was relaxed, and he said lightly: "Children are not sensible, but they will naturally understand when they grow up." ”

Bai Feng stood behind the ink crow and looked at him.

Bai Feng really doesn't understand now.

Ji Wuye burst into a long laugh again, and his voice was so loud that the whole city could hear it: "I think the person who is really ignorant is you!" ”

He stared at the white face of the ink crow, and said coldly, "The ink crow." Do you remember that eagle? ”

- The eagle that was strangled to death by Ji Wuye due to poor guarding.

Mo Crow said indifferently: "Remember." ”

He understood what Ji Wuye was about to say.

He and Bai Feng are both the general's falcons.

Ji Wuye's long knife pointed at Bai Feng from afar, and said sharply: "When you let this kid go, your life is no longer yours!" ”

He stroked the knife in his hand, smiled and said slowly: "This life is worthless." - What else can you trade it for? ”

Hearing this, Mo Crow's expressionless face seemed to be depressed.

Ji Wuye raised his long knife, and then threw it out of his hand.

The long knife groaned and stuck at the crow's feet.

Ji Wuye said fiercely: "Kill him for me." Maybe. And get your own life back. ”

He didn't want Ji Wuye to agree to Mo Crow's terms.

He forgot one thing again, if Ji Wuye didn't agree, the next thing would be even more terrifying!

The long knife slammed diagonally into the ground, and the blade of the knife flashed with a ghostly light.

Crow didn't know what was going on in his mind. A pair of cold eyes stared silently at the knife, and his gaze slowly moved up from the blade, and finally stared at the hilt.

Now, the time has come to make a choice.

Ink Crow has always been able to handle things perfectly in his own way.

And this time. How did he choose?

In this short moment, the ink crow stared at the hilt of the knife, and Bai Feng held the seemingly unconscious Langyu. His gaze never took off the ink crow.

Bai Feng didn't want to die.

But if the crow chooses to kill Bai Feng, Bai Feng will never resist.

It is better to die at the hands of the ink crow than to be killed by Ji Wuye.

Bai Feng waited for the decision of the ink crow.

The crow finally stepped forward slowly, reaching out and grasping the hilt of the knife.

His hands are forever hidden in dark black gloves, unable to see his skin, dark and emotionless.

He drew his long knife with all his might.

There was another thud, and the long knife shone in his hand.

Ji Wuye showed a cruel smile, nodded slightly, and turned away contentedly.

He smiled so proudly that he felt like he had won again.

The next moment, Ji Wuye's smile froze on his face.

The crow stared at the long knife in his hand, a trace of sadness and self-deprecation appeared on his face.

However, in an instant, all of them converged, his eyes regained their previous brilliance, and the light black feathers rose in the wind, and he said loudly, "General, I forgot to tell you one thing, if the general is willing to hand over his life, then my master is willing to pay ten times the price!" ”

As soon as you step on it, the ground cracks in layers.

The crow's gaze was determined.

He raised his left hand and swung it out slowly, then his right hand was on his chest, and the two fingers of the index were pointing upwards.

He closed his eyes, and opened them a little more, and countless ink feathers flew up behind him, like a billowing black mist surrounding his figure.

The ink crow's right hand was raised diagonally to his side, and the black mist of the ink feather parted and flew away towards him!

Between the ink feathers, hundreds of crows quickly fluttered their wings and rose into the air, blocking between them and the arrow array!

At the moment when the jade played the heartstrings, not only Bai Feng had an epiphany, but the ink crow also had his own comprehension, the endless resolute qi, the heart of death, and the countless crows on the beams of the house, so that the ink crow seemed to touch that long-lost barrier in a moment, as long as it was a light blow, it could break through to a higher realm.

However, the words of Shicai Ji Wuye became the catalyst for Mo Crow's breakthrough, and he served the General's Mansion for many years, but finally ended up with a cunning rabbit and a dead lackey, which made Mo Crow's heart completely cold, and it was precisely because of this completely cold heart that Mo Crow had an epiphany of the way to death.

If you can rush out of today's way of death, then it has become a rare and excellent opportunity to live after death, and the so-called catastrophe will have a blessing after death.

Corresponding to the path of martial arts, it is from the way of death to the way of creation, the cycle of life and death, and becoming a circle, which is commonly referred to as the Great Perfection.

Bai Feng's realm is still too shallow, I can't see anything, but Yan Hong, who was waiting on the roof, was overjoyed, just now when Ji Wuye made a move, he wanted to go to rescue Mo Crow and others, but after all, he didn't make a move, and he couldn't reach the line but he didn't intend to insert willows and willows, which created a breakthrough for Mo Crow.

It's providential! (To be continued......)