[Please keep in mind the domain name of this site" ", or search in Baidu: Sanlian Literature Network] Just when Fang Jie stretched out his hand to grab Shui Sheng, the ancestor of the blood knife who had already restrained the flower iron rod was extremely proud, thinking that he had the strength of one person to fight the four elders of Jiangnan who had won a big victory, and couldn't help but laugh loudly, but this laughter was just a few hoarse sounds of "ah, ah, ah", where is there any laughter? But he felt that his legs and knees were getting more and more sore, and he staggered a few steps, and finally sat down in the snow.

Obviously, the Blood Knife Old Ancestor had superactively stimulated his potential to kill three people in a row, not only was his true qi exhausted, but even his strength was gone, seeing that the situation was completely under his control, the belief that had been supporting him finally relaxed, if he wanted to exert any more strength, he couldn't.

At this moment, the alien mutation, two people suddenly flew out of the snow pit, one after the other, and the one in front was Shui Sheng, I saw that he was holding a long sword, and he was directly in the heart of the blood knife ancestor, and it was Fang Jie who caught up behind.

If it was usual, the Blood Knife Ancestor who could listen to the wind debater would naturally be able to detect it, but now he was so tired that he couldn't even stand up, let alone perceive it, even if he was aware of it, he might not be able to dodge it, and then because of his relaxed mind, he was defenseless, and only listened to the sound of "poof", a generation of Blood Knife Sect masters was so easily killed by Shui Sheng with a sword, and then he heard a "bang", Shui Sheng, who had just stabbed the Blood Knife Ancestor to death with a sword, was hit in the back by Fang Jie, who was chasing from behind, and after spurting out a mouthful of blood, he fell to the ground and did not move.

It turned out that just now Fang Jie was worried that Shui Sheng would be raped by the Blood Knife Ancestor, and planned to kill the other party ruthlessly, but he didn't expect Shui Sheng to wake up already because he saw his father die in front of his eyes, and his heart was already like stagnant water, and he was lifeless. Although it was in a coma, it was actually a subconscious self that did not want to wake up, and when Fang Jie was crying and cooperating with the Blood Knife Ancestor to act, he suddenly heard that the Blood Knife Ancestor was dead. She didn't know why, and she was overjoyed, and she naturally woke up.

But just when she thought that the enemy who killed her father was dead, she was about to kill Fang Jiedi. But I heard the laughter of the flower iron, and I didn't have time to speak. Then he heard the screams of Hua Tie again, and when he was in doubt, he heard the hoarse laughter of the Blood Knife Ancestor again, and immediately came to his senses, knowing that the Blood Knife Ancestor was not dead, but just set a trap to kill Hua Tie Rod.

Since the Blood Knife Ancestor was not dead, Shui Sheng, who had already come to his senses, was suddenly filled with grief and indignation, vowing to avenge the killing of his father, but at this moment, he felt a hand grabbing his neck. Shui Sheng naturally thought that Fang Jie wanted to despise himself, and he was even more ashamed and angry in his heart, thinking that he was dead left and right, rather than losing his innocence, it was better to kill the Blood Knife Ancestor in one go, and if he didn't succeed, he immediately killed himself and went to accompany his father as soon as possible.

At this critical juncture, lying in the snow, although Shui Sheng's heart was extremely angry, he still maintained a trace of sobriety, as if he was inspired by Fang Jie's clever move to kick the snow to blind his vision before. Both hands also began to scratch the ground indiscriminately, wanting to grab a handful of snow to block Fang Jie, so that he could take the opportunity to fly on his body to find the Blood Knife Ancestor desperately.

But Shui Sheng grabbed it like this, but caught a long sword, and this long sword, she knew its origin as soon as she tentacled, it was the relic of her father Shui Dai, Shui Dai used a sword. Earlier, he was killed by the Blood Knife Ancestor in the snow pit. His long sword was also left in the snow pit, but Shui Sheng didn't expect to catch his father's long sword when he grabbed it indiscriminately.

Shui Sheng immediately felt sad and happy in his heart. The sad thing is that my father is dead, only this relic is left, and the happy thing is that if I can use my father's long sword to kill the Blood Knife Ancestor, it can be regarded as avenging my father, thinking of this, I can no longer care about Fang Jie on the side, because Shui Sheng has followed Shui Dai to practice martial arts and practice swords since he was a child, and he also uses a sword.

And Fang Jie behind him was worried that killing Shui Sheng would be discovered by the Blood Knife Ancestor, and his mind was focused on the Blood Knife Ancestor, who expected that the other party would actually wake up, and there was also an inexplicable extra long sword, if Shui Sheng didn't have a long sword in his hand, Fang Jie could also intercept it halfway, but with the long sword, the attack distance was shortened a lot, no matter how powerful Fang Jie's martial arts were, he couldn't return to the sky in such a short time and such a short distance. **Starting**

"***, it's dead!" Fang Jie, who had been with the Blood Knife Ancestor for a long time, couldn't help but scold resentfully when he saw the dead scene in front of him, and shook his head and sighed: "Liu Chengfeng is dead, Lu Tianshu is dead, Shui Dai is dead, and the flower iron rod is ......" Thinking of this, Fang Jie hurriedly ran to the side of the flower iron rod covered in blood, and didn't bother to care whether the other party was dead or alive, chopped it in half with a knife, and continued to sigh: "The flower iron rod is also dead...... The Blood Knife Ancestor is dead...... Water Sheng......"

As soon as he read the name "Shui Sheng", Fang Jie couldn't help but be furious, it was not that Shui Sheng repeatedly wronged him and repeatedly opposed him, but because she actually killed the Blood Knife Ancestor in front of herself, which made Fang Jie feel really faceless, and more importantly, the Blood Knife Ancestor was his savior, and the master could be regarded as a reborn parent, and this revenge for killing the master had to be avenged no matter what!

Looking around, the wind and snow are fluttering around, the cold wind hits people, a feeling of loneliness and loss hits his heart, Fang Jie sighed, he will not do this evil man, but the way of chivalry may not be worth pursuing, everyone has good and bad, everyone thinks that good and bad are not the same, sometimes good people are not necessarily good people, doing good things now may be a good thing, but it may not be a good thing in the future, it is better to follow everything as you like.

Thinking like this in his heart, Fang Jie's face became more and more indifferent, walked up to Shui Sheng, who didn't know whether he was dead or alive, looked down at the other party, and muttered: "Chivalrous way, chivalrous way...... Hypocrites spend hardcore people to use as fig leaf, and you and Wang Xiaofeng's generation use them to sell fame and reputation, but they are not as cute as real villains! As soon as he finished saying the word "love", Fang Jie slashed it with a knife, and the peerless heroine was so fragrant.

Without even looking at Shui Sheng's corpse, Fang Jie went straight to the Blood Knife Ancestor who fell to the ground and was stabbed in the back of his heart, although this person did a lot of evil, but he also had a commendable side, and treated Fang Jie well, although it was just an NPC, Fang Jie still felt a little sad, hugged it into the snow pit, and put it squarely cross-legged, and then used enough internal force, both fists slammed into the pit wall, and large snowflakes fell one after another, and the body of the Blood Knife Ancestor was buried in it after a while.

After making a snow grave, Fang Jie always felt that something was missing, thought about it, and got into the trap made by the Blood Knife Ancestor, took out the Blood Knife Ancestor's blood knife, and erected it on the grave as a tombstone, after doing this, Fang Jie bowed down to the Snow Grave of the Blood Knife Ancestor, and then jumped out of the snow pit, didn't take two steps, couldn't help but be stunned, looked back at the snow pit, and said to himself with a smile: "That vampire spider...... Could it be that this is the mutation caused by this? ”

Fang Jie shook his head and smiled, put aside this weird whimsy, came to the corpse of Hua Tie Rods again, searched carefully, but didn't find any Zhongping gun spectrum, only got a few flints, obviously this world is different from the outside, and it can't be considered from the perspective of a game at all.

Speaking of the game, Fang Jie had to think about how to get out of this valley, if it was according to normal circumstances, this valley would definitely not be able to get out in 2 or 3 months, but Fang Jie knew this, and he didn't report anything hoping to find a way out, so the remaining problem was the problem of eating.

In fact, the problem of eating is also very easy to solve, if according to the plot of the original book, Di Yun lay on the ground and pretended to be dead, causing those vultures hovering in the sky to come down to forage for food, and then kill them in one fell swoop, and Shui Sheng, who knows how to cook, helped to barbecue, and finally made a feather coat for him, but although Fang Jie could get vultures in the same way, he killed Shui Sheng in order to avenge the Blood Knife Ancestor, so naturally no one cooked for him.

"Do it yourself, have enough food and clothing!" Fang Jie didn't care, in fact, when he first entered the dungeon, he also brought some dry food, which could support at least ten days and half a month, and he could also learn to hunt like Di Yun, basic food and clothing were no problem, and even if he didn't eat, Fang Jie couldn't starve to death, after all, this is a game, at most he will wake up, and he will be dizzy when he wakes up, as long as he waits for the snow in the valley mouth to melt, he will be able to go out sooner or later, so it will not be to the point of eating human flesh.

In the next two or three months, Fang Jie lived this kind of wild life similar to that in the deep mountains and wild forests, but then again, Fang Jie had long been accustomed to this kind of life, didn't he stay alone in Guo Mansion for a year and a half? Didn't you lie in the snow pit for half a year?

Anyway, the right to level up in the practice room, after learning the 300-level Blood Knife**, his upper limit internal force neck bottle value has increased by 3000 points, and he still needs to meditate and consolidate, and after learning the 300-level Blood Knife Knife Technique, the six-style knife technique also needs to be practiced with proficiency.

Although there is no paper or tofu in this ice and snow, Fang Jie himself invented a way to cut ice cubes to practice proficiency, a two-inch ice cube, if according to the blood knife ancestor, can be cut into uniform twenty slices, and does not break, it can be regarded as a small success, although the ice cubes are much harder than tofu, but the difficulty is not much lower, and even more difficult, after all, ice cubes are not as elastic as tofu.

In this way, winter turned to spring, the weather became warmer, and the snow in the valley no longer thickened, and then the snow began to melt, and these days, Fang Jie had increased his internal force to the value of the neck bottle, and even the proficiency of the six moves of the Blood Knife Knife Technique had also been practiced to level 100, although his current Blood Knife Knife Technique was not as skilled as the Blood Knife Ancestor, but the coherence and power bonus were already terrifying......

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