Chapter 437, a knife!

The sky was getting darker and darker, the cold wind was blowing colder and colder, and even the snowflakes that had stopped were fluttering one after another one after another.

Fang Yan had never hated Yanjing's winter so much.

The car collapsed into the pit, and Fang Yan could only rely on his legs to hurry.

The soles of his shoes were worn out, and only the uppers were tied around his neck, which he had already torn off.

Fang Yan stepped on the ice with his bare feet, and the smooth footboard and the road surface made a crackling sound.

His head was stretched forward, his upper body bowed slightly, and he always maintained a high-speed charging posture.

His face was stiffened by the cold wind, and his eyes were squinted by the wind and snow.

At this time, he was anxious, but his face remained cold and calm.

This is the most dangerous moment, this is the most important moment.

The more dangerous and important the moment, the less he can afford to make the slightest mistake.

He ran too fast, too fast, like a ghost in the wilderness.

Boom -

Fang Yan's body stopped suddenly, because the speed of running just now was too fast, his feet rotated in a circle in place to keep his body standing straight.

In front of him, stood a man in black with a black cloth mask.

"My name is Assassin." The man in black said.

Fang Yan didn't say a word, and took the initiative to rush towards the man in black.

Whether it is a boxer or an assassin, whether it is Hades or a god, no one can stop him from moving forward.

He's going to save his father!

He must save his father!

Unless the father is dead!

Unless he's dead! ――

The torch is passed down from generation to generation, and the old dies and the new stands.

In other words, only when the old snake king dies, a new snake king will be born.

The current Snake Monarch naturally understands this truth, and it is precisely because the master has disappeared for many years that the outside world thinks that he has died a long time ago, so he is called the Snake Monarch.

Of course, at that time, it was just a folk 'coronation', and it was not blessed by the previous snake king.

Now, the black-robed man is dipped in divine blood, draws snake talismans, and personally teaches the position of snake monarch to his apprentice. This ritual is simple and important.

"Master—" The current and only snake monarch grabbed Master's hand and shouted in a mournful voice. "You're going to be fine. You're going to be fine—while you're away, I've also learned some medical skills, and I've learned some Gu techniques, and I can help you heal. You won't die, I can't let you die. ”

He took out a large pile of medicine bottles from his pocket, uncorked them, and poured all the red and white medicine powders into the wound on Master's abdomen.

Blood was gushing there, and the black clothes on his body had long been soaked in maroon.

The Snake King waved his hand and said, "I'm not going to die, I just want to make a conclusion - there are some things that should have been understood many years ago." It's just that at that time, I was still afraid, and I couldn't get to that point. ”

"Master, you don't need to do anything—whatever you want to do, I'll do it for you. You just need to be safe and secure, and you can retire with peace of mind. The incumbent snake monarch said urgently, like a drowning man grabbing the last piece of wood that saved his life.

For the black-robed man, the current Snake King and his sister are his only relatives in this world.

He has no love, no marriage, no home, and no experience of being waited for - the only ones who have waited for him are the two little ones he picked up from outside.

So, when those people threatened him with the lives of the two of them, he dug out his snake eyes and entrusted them to him, and used his life to become the capital to trade with them.

He didn't have a home, but he longed for one.

He doesn't understand emotions, but he gives the most sincere emotions.

For the current snake king, why not?

His sister had been kidnapped, and he thought she was the only relative in the world. Therefore, he worked hard to kill Fang Yan, and after the mission failed, he put aside the dignity of the snake monarch and his personal reputation and took the initiative to negotiate with Fang Yan, begging Fang Yan to give him a chance - even at the expense of taking the old path of the master and becoming someone else's snake slave like the master.

Snake slave, what a heavy and humiliating name.

Little did he know that he would end up in such a dilemma - one was the master who had sacrificed the eyes of the serpent, and the other was the reinventing master who saved him and taught him.

This time the mission was more brutal than ever.

My sister's life and death are unknown, and my master is leaving her again—these are the only two relatives left in this world.

How could the Snake King watch his master die?

The black-robed man struggled to get up from the ground, smiled and said, "You have your own mission, and your mission is to live—to live to save your sister." If one day the two of you get married and have children, and you have children - give him to a good family to raise, and don't let him follow you to raise snakes. The snake monarch is too cruel. ”

"Master—"

The black-robed man patted the snake monarch on the shoulder, ready to get up and leave.

Plop -

The Snake King knelt down.

His head slammed into the ground, and he seriously kowtowed to the black-robed man three times.

The black-robed man waved his hand and didn't look back.

"Are you leaving?" Bai Xiu's sword stood in front of the black-robed man, and said in a cold voice, "I don't agree. ”

He said that if he wanted to kill the black-robed man, he would kill the black-robed man.

What he said must be done, although he only said it to himself in his heart.

Maybe the black-robed man has his own tragic fate, or maybe he has a last resort.

But who cares?

He ran to the territory of Swallow Dock to kill people and set fires, which was a great mistake. He had to keep him for Swallow Dock.

No matter if anyone in Swallow Dock sees it, they must find a way to keep him.

The black-robed people have the relatives of the black-robed people to maintain, and the white cultivators have the position of white cultivators to adhere to.

One black and one white, one dark and one bright, they are natural opponents.

The black-robed man stopped, looked at the undisguised murderous intent in Bai Xiu's eyes, and said softly: "I'm already a dying person, if you let me go, it may be good for everyone - I go to fulfill a wish, and you can also get rid of a trouble." For you, a crisis is lifted. For Fang Yan, there is one less opponent-"

"First, your wish is not mine. Second, the crisis you are talking about is not a crisis for me. As for whether Fang Yan is less than one opponent, it has nothing to do with me - I think he is happy to kill the enemy himself. "Bai Xiu was not moved by the black-robed man." You can't go. ”

He was a gentle man on the outside but stubborn on the inside. What he believes will not change.

Except that standing in front of him was the gentleman.

His sir.

The black-robed man looked regretful and said, "Why do you think you can definitely keep me?" Just because I was stabbed by you? Do you understand the meaning of the Snake King? Have you ever experienced the power of the true Serpent King? The young people of Swallow Dock - a little too confident, sometimes really annoying. ”

"You might as well try." Bai Xiu said proudly.

The sword that Bai Xiu stabbed out was extremely ruthless, and the black-robed man's abdomen was pierced.

Even if the snake monarch poured all the medicinal powder on his body, he relieved the injuries of the black-robed man. However, this does not completely stop the bleeding.

The black-robed man ignored the wound on his abdomen and took the initiative to rush towards Bai Xiu.

Bai Xiu also stabbed straight with his sword and attacked the chest of the black-robed man.

One is like a tiger hunting, and the other is like a butterfly picking flowers.

One fierce, the other light. The bodies of the two were about to collide in an instant.

What is surprising is that the black-robed man is unarmed, and he actually greets Bai Xiu with his own flesh and blood.

Whoosh whoosh -

The long sword in Bai Xiu's hand trembled, and more than a dozen sword flowers shook out.

The tip of the sword is like a snake's head, and it is looking for the most suitable attack area.

The black-robed man punched out, and his arm took the initiative to blast towards the long sword in Bai Xiu's hand.

Whew――

The fist is fierce and domineering.

The soft sword in Bai Xiu's hand changed from a thorn to a slash, and he only needed to swing the sword to take away the arm of the black-robed man.

However, his eyes froze, but once again he changed from slashing to stabbing, and the tip of the long sword once again swished like a poisonous snake spitting out the core, stabbing at the chest of the black-robed man. It was as if he was going to deliberately let the black-robed man go.

The black-robed man's fist slammed over, and the fist wind blew away Bai Xiu's long hair.

The long sword in Bai Xiu's hand pierced into the chest of the black-robed man, and blood gushed out along the blade.

Every time the black-robed man took a step forward, the long sword pierced into it.

However, the black-robed man had no intention of stopping, and still rushed towards Bai Xiu without fear of death. A desperate posture with Bai Xiu.

His body was about to be pierced by a long sword. Once again, a hole was stabbed.

However, Bai Xiu did not let him get his wish.

He flew out with a kick and kicked the black-robed man who was lunging at him.

A few drops of blood fell on Bai Xiu's wrist, and a cone pain came, and the flesh on the back of his hand began to turn charred black.

The Snake King turned his body into a medicine storehouse, and the red blood turned into a murderous poison.

If Bai Xiu had let him get close just now, I am afraid that Bai Xiu's entire body would have been corroded into charcoal because it was contaminated with his blood.

Thump!

The black-robed man's body fell heavily to the ground.

Click――

Fang Yixing, who had been lying on the ground, half of his body almost covered with snow, suddenly turned over, the long knife in his hand was raised high, and a knife was plunged into the chest of the black-robed man who happened to fall beside him.

Boom -

The black-robed man was stabbed in the chest, and his body, which had just wanted to sit up, fell weakly.

Fang Yixing laughed and shouted hoarsely: "I said I was going to cut you, I just wanted to cut you-I did it, I did it-"

He doesn't want to kill the enemy, he just wants to slash the opponent.

He did it, and he did it.