Nanyuan dog thief, Lao Tzu will fight with you!

With a loud shout, Wei Chi was not easy to turn his fist into a fist, and hit him fiercely, he was sitting, and she was standing, for the sake of the right time and place.

However, it was in vain that no one was in peace, her fist was easily wrapped in the palm of the man's hand, and with a little force, she grinned in pain.

He has already been defeated by his subordinates, and he still dares to come to death? Lan Jihua pushed her, and Wei Chi Bu took several steps back, covering his wrists, and glaring at him with red eyes.

Lan Jihua had never seen such a stinging smile, and couldn't help laughing, if she couldn't win, would she cry? How do you look like a girl's house?

Wei Chi was stunned, it turned out that he had always regarded himself as a brat, but she was dressed as a man, and it was normal to admit her mistakes.

She didn't plan to correct him, the identity of the man made her safer, if she knew that she was a girl, this dog thief didn't know what evil thoughts would be.

Looking at her glaring gaze, Lan Jihua didn't pick her nails with that short knife again, and said, what's it called, how old is it? I will return the knife to you.

Wei Chi is not easy to feel that it is difficult for him to win with his bare hands, if the treasure knife is in hand, show her set of peerless Wuyang Chaofeng sword technique, as long as she moves fast, it is not without a chance of winning.

My name is Wei Chi Buyi, and I am seventeen years old.

Lan Jihua sighed, it's not easy, why did you come up with such a strange name? What is not easy, is it not easy to live?

He sighed faintly, it is indeed more difficult to live than to die, and he has already understood this taste.

He circled around Wei Chi for a long time, seventeen years old, not too young, and he didn't give him food at home? Why are you so skinny?

Wei Chi looked at his short knife easily, you said to return the knife to me.

Well, here you go. Lan Jihua handed her the knife without hesitation.

Wei Chi is not easy to say that it is too late, it was fast, the knife was in his hand, the cold light flashed, and he slashed towards Lan Jihua's front door, the cold light flashed again, and the knife returned to Lan Jihua's hand.

Wei Chi is not easy: She is obviously fast enough, why is he faster than her? What kind of demon is this?

Lan Jihua held the short knife and grinned at her, it turned out to be Wuyang Chaofeng, this knife technique is a bit feminine, and it is not suitable for you.

Wei Chi is not easy to ask, have you also studied?

I just know a little about the skin, I don't think I've learned, I just said, it's a girl's family, it's too feminine, not suitable for men.

Wei Chi was silent for a while, and then asked, this is my Dongyue sword technique, you are a Nanyuan dog, cough cough, Nanyuan people, how do you know?

Lan Jihua saw that his face was flushed, he didn't know if it was caused by the fight just now, or because he was embarrassed by saying the wrong thing, he felt that this lieutenant was getting more and more interesting, but he didn't care about the Nanyuan dog.

I used to walk the rivers and lakes in Dongyue all the year round, and I knew a little bit about the roads of each sect and faction.

It was not easy for Wei Chi to suddenly realize, it turned out that this was the case, but an emperor secretly went to other countries to walk the rivers and lakes, I am afraid that it was not only to learn kung fu, but also to break into their spies in East Vietnam. It's just a pity that he didn't catch him at that time, and let him learn all the kung fu of Dongyue, which makes her inferior to others now, which is very embarrassing.

Lan Jihua groaned for a while, it is better for me to keep this knife, and it will become a murder weapon in your hands.

Wei Chi Bu watched him hang the short knife on the wall, just like hanging his own saber, and felt a little sad, but as long as she didn't die, this knife would come back to her one day.

Lan Jihua asked her, do you value this knife so much, does it have a name and origin?

Of course! Wei Chi is not easy to say, this knife was painted by my father himself, let the blacksmith Qi master build, Master Qi is our famous ironsmith there, but he does not easily fight weapons, my father has a friendship with him, he gave it to fight, I took the name myself, called neon knife, do you know what neon is? When killing, the arc of blood splashed out is like a rainbow.

Lan Jihua was amused when she heard it, it turned out that this knife was really from an extraordinary origin.

Wei Chi raised his chin arrogantly, of course.

So, as soon as the knife comes out of its sheath, it should see blood?

Ahem, yes, so. The last two words were very low, because she had no face to say, her knife was unsheathed and rested on her neck, to see blood, and also to see her own blood.

Lan Jihua patted her on the shoulder, Well, I just lack someone to call here, you stay.

No, Wei Chi is not easy to be righteous, I am here to kill you, how can I be a slave for you?

If you don't be a minion, then there is only a dead end.

Death is death, Wei Chi is not easy to keep a straight face, since I came, I didn't plan to go back alive, I want to kill or chop, even if I come.

Lan Jihua was a little surprised, although this little assassin was unreliable, he was not afraid of death.

It's just that he doesn't want Wei Chi to die easily, and if he dies, he doesn't know if he can meet such an interesting person again.

It's very simple to die, it's not easy to live, Lan Jihua said, since it's not easy for you to be called, it's better to live, and it's not in vain that your father and mother took this name.

Speaking of her father, Wei Chi is a little sad, she is an unfilial son, she has grown up to such a big age, she thinks about avenging her son, she feels that she has a great goal, and everything else can be ignored, but when she goes to a foreign country, she still misses her father and mother very much. Although her father was very strict with her, her mother always scolded her for being ignorant, and she missed them so much

It's just that as a clansman of Wei Chi's family, she has been instilled with the great cause of revenge since she was a child, and over the years, the clansmen who sneaked into the southern plains to find the empress to avenge have come batch after batch, some have died, some have lost their way in the middle of the road, and they don't know where they went? There are still some alive, the assassination failed, and there was no shame to go back to see the parents in their hometown, and they also disappeared, and the huge Weichi family is now also withered, thinking about her elderly father, she is really sad.

But in any case, her determination to take revenge has not diminished, and the sacrifice of Childe in exchange for the rise of the Yuchi clan, the Yuchi clan no longer has to be displaced and have no fixed residence, for the Yuchi clan, Childe is a hero and their pride.

The year when Gongzi went back, she was still very young, and she traveled a long way to the capital, she followed the crowd into the Weichi Mansion, stood in the renovated mansion and looked around, feeling very novel.

She saw the man who was surrounded by the stars holding the moon, his name is Yu Chi Wenyu, he is the third son of the Yu Chi family, because of the chaos in history, there is no one in the Yu Chi family, so like her family, she can be fortunate to follow the capital and live in the Wei Chi Mansion.

That glance at her, it was really a glimpse, how could there be such a beautiful man, it was like a painting, she looked at it blankly, followed everyone, knelt down to the man who looked like a fairy, this worship, and worshiped the son into his heart, as a god.

But not long after, there was a thunderclap on a sunny day, and it exploded on top of her head, and Childe died.

On the day of death, the rain poured down, all the clansmen were outside the door, kneeling for a long time, many people cried to death, and she fainted directly from crying, and when she woke up, Gongzi had already received the coffin.

The beautiful person was put in a thick coffin, never to be seen again, and the mere thought of it broke her heart.

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