Emerald green willow leaves spread on the ground like an emerald green carpet.

The willow trees sway slightly in the sun, even when there is no wind.

That was the afterglow of Han Dong's collision on the willow tree before.

Shang Jiu Ge stood under the willow tree, the sword in his hand still tightly clutched.

But seeing Fang Bei at this time, this kendo girl, it is difficult to say what her mood is now.

Don't save yourself last time, it seems that you are still in the secret room of the Seventeen Thieves of the Yellow River?

The boy opened the 10,000-pound boulder mechanism, which was also the first time he met him.

And this time, in fact, Shang Jiuge is probably ready to die, after all, there is no way to fight, it can't be said that he can't fight in this life, at least now he really can't fight.

And with the appearance of Ningxia, Ning Buxi's attention was diverted, and then Fang Bei finally appeared.

In other words, when he saw Hei Wu falling, for some reason, even Shang Jiu Ge felt that Hei Wuhei's thin appearance was really cute.

And Ning Buxi's gaze was also the same as looking at Fang Bei, who was dressed plainly and plainly, and then looked at Hei Wu, who was instantly frightened.

"Kurona!" He couldn't help but shout loudly, with extreme horror.

He is the disciple of the Sorrowful Old Man, and the Sorrowful Old Man is one of the most important Taishang elders of the Luo Sect, and Hei Wu is the mountain gate protector of the Luo Sect.

With this relationship, how would Ning Buxi not recognize the black hair.

He stepped back again and again, trembling, looked at Hei Wu and said, "How did you end up here, how did you end up with them." ”

Hei Wujing looked at Ning Buxi quietly, and didn't say a word, and Ning Buxi was not stupid, he turned around and ran, rolling and crawling, using both hands and feet, running fast.

Seeing that he had run to the end of the road, and there was only a wall in front of him, he jumped up, and as long as he climbed over the wall, he could escape.

And at the moment when Ning Buxi got up into the air.

A hand was suddenly pressed on his shoulder.

Ning Buxi didn't even think about it, turned around and punched behind him.

But the other party didn't dodge, and the punch hit the person behind him directly in the chest.

Ning Buxi felt as if he had hit an iron plate, and at the same time, his body also changed from the original upward jump to a complete downward fall.

In the end, he was held down by the shoulder and smashed to the ground, directly smashing the hard bluestone slab outside, and his body was submerged in the dirt under the slate.

Hei Wu pulled Ning Buxi up from the ground like a radish again, grabbing the other party's shoulder blades, Ning Buxi didn't dare to move at this time, and was dragged to the ground by Hei Wu like a puddle of mud.

From beginning to end, Kuromu didn't say a word.

It fully shows the style of people who don't talk much.

Fang Bei looked at Hei Wujiang Ning Buxi and dragged him back in front of everyone, and then carefully looked at his face.

The clothes he wore were a very dark green, and his hair was messy and he didn't know how many days he hadn't washed, so that he couldn't tell how big he was just by looking at his face, whether it was in his twenties, thirties, or forty thirties, and it was possible.

What was even more conspicuous at this time was that his face was red and swollen, which was the result of his continuous palming.

"Who are you?" Fang Bei looked at Ning Buxi and said quietly.

"Rather than happy, disciple of the miserable old man." Ningxia said quietly behind Fang Bei.

Fang Bei looked back and smiled: "Well, I know, but it's more important for him to speak." ”

Ning Xia nodded, while Fang Bei continued to look at Ning Buxi: "Who are you?" ”

Ning Buxi was beaten off half his life in a single shot, sometimes it is really desperate to encounter an enemy like Hei Wu, that is, if he is weak, he is really waiting for death, even if he is stronger than him, he must beware of Hei Wu's sudden outbreak of strong attacks.

At this time, he was grabbed by Hei Wu's shoulders and held high in the air, his body naturally drooping, his feet hanging in the air, like a bacon being hung up, and as if he was a corpse swaying left and right in the air after hanging himself.

He opened his eyes, carefully looked at the calm young man in the white shirt of this month, and muttered, "Who are you?" ”

"Don't do it down there." Fang Bei said quietly: "Who are you?" What are you doing here? ”

Ning Buxi obviously hadn't heard of Fang Bei's name, and among the people present, the one he valued most was of course Hei Wu, followed by Ningxia, then Han Dong, and finally Shang Jiuge.

As for the little-known party in front of him, Ning Buxi would not have looked at him squarely.

However, after being defeated and captured, it was actually this party who came to interrogate him, and a huge uneasiness instantly rose in Ning Buxi's heart.

So he naturally spoke: "Ning Buxi, the disciple of the miserable old man came to punish Ningxia." ”

"Punish Ningxia?" Fang Bei said slowly: "What did she do wrong?" Why the penalty? ”

"She terminated contact with Shizun, and failed to kill the beggar who killed her brother, and failed to make contact with her, which is tantamount to apostasy, so Shizun summoned me to punish her."

Rather than dislike, never hard.

He sensed the danger, and spoke like pouring beans from a bamboo tube.

If it weren't for that, he wouldn't be a dog under the wretched old man's seat.

A dog that bites, but may not be loyal.

Fang Bei glanced back at Ningxia, the face of this woman from the Western Regions was as usual.

Of course, Ningxia knew the consequences of betraying her master, but even if she knew, she still betrayed.

Fang Bei sighed: "Then how did you find here?" ”

Don't ask.

Ning Buxi was silent for a moment, and then said honestly: "The news that the hive gave me. ”

"I see." Fang Bei shook his head and smiled: "Do you want to live?" ”

"Think about it!" Ning Buxi nodded again and again, like a chicken knocking rice.

But at this time, his whole body was hanging in the air, looking a little funny.

"What is your reason for living?" Fang Bei continued: "What good things have you done? ”

"Or is there a seventy or eighty-year-old mother, a three-year-old child, and a hard-working wife?"

"Or is there anything else worth living?"

Ning Buxi was stunned.

He was suspended in the air, racking his brains, recalling his past, and his mind was full of images of cruelty and cruelty.

No one ever looked down on him, but he was the dog that bit the most under the seat of the miserable old man.

Let him bite whomever he bites, that's what his life is all about.

So at this time, when Fang doesn't say this sentence to give the reason why you should live.

Ning Buxi couldn't even think of anything.

Fang Bei shook his head and looked at Ningxia: "He really hasn't done a good thing?" ”

Ning Xia looked at Fang Bei and smiled sideways: "If a person has done bad things in his life and only done one good thing, then he will definitely remember it for a long time." ”

Fang Bei nodded and looked at Ning Buxi: "Then I'm really sorry." ”

Ning Buxi collapsed in place, and then suddenly remembered, he looked at Ningxia and shouted, "I saved you!" Don't forget, I saved you! ”

His voice, like a broken gong, suddenly exploded in the empty and scorching streets.