"You?" Zhu Hefeng smiled nonchalantly, "To be honest, you are indeed perfect, but there is one place that is not perfect!" ”

"Have you ever been to the toilet? In my opinion, you are no different from the toilet that has been used by many people countless times! ”

Swish!

Hearing Zhu Hefeng comment on himself like this, in the deepest part of Shi Guanyin's eyes, a trace of cold and piercing murder flashed.

But then, as if nothing had happened, she said with a smile: "The concubine also understands that she is not worthy of you." ”

"But there are still many excellent disciples under the concubine, if the Hou Ye is interested, the concubine can give them all to you, and it is not bad to give them to you as playthings."

"Huh." Zhu Hefeng smiled and smiled very happily, "This is a good idea, but if you give your apprentices to me, are they so willing?" ”

Shi Guanyin said indifferently: "Their lives are all concubines, and the concubines gave them to other men, or heroes like Hou Ye, but they just found a good home for them." ”

In the end, there was only tenderness in Shi Guanyin's beautiful eyes, as if she had fallen in love with the man in front of her who could kill her at any time.

"Haha." Zhu Hefeng smiled and smiled very happily, "It's really tempting, it's a pity that you miscalculated one thing." ”

Poof!

Before the words fell, the halberd in Zhu Hefeng's hand turned into a sharp rainbow and pierced Shi Guanyin's chest.

Bloody, this madman who had calculated all his life and had only loved himself alone, his heart was pierced, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

"Haha, being a king? It's a big joke, it seems to be high all day long, but you can't even show a little bit of yourself, it's just asking for trouble. ”

As he spoke, Zhu Hefeng pulled out the halberd on Shi Guanyin's chest and said disdainfully.

Syllable!

The divine light in Shi Guanyin's eyes gradually dissipated, and there was a trace of disbelief in his beautiful eyes, and he swallowed his last breath.

Swish!

Zhu Hefeng strode towards another person not far away, with the iconic smile still on the corner of his mouth, but in the eyes of Wuhua who was seriously injured, he only felt that it was the devil's smile.

Syllable!

Wuhua's hands suddenly slapped the ground, and the whole person turned into a long rainbow and swept straight into the distance.

Sou!

This first wonderful monk of Buddhism, light merit is high, extraordinary, in an instant, he swept out of the distance of more than ten zhang, set foot in the ruins of the place, want to sweep out of the wall, take advantage of the situation.

Once he leaves here, it will be the ascension of the trapped dragon!

Zhu Hefeng looked at the back of Wuhua leaving, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he didn't catch up.

Poof!

Wuhua's footsteps clicked on the ruins, and he wanted to breathe again, but this breath, he never had a chance to change it.

Right under his feet, a black shadow suddenly flashed, and a slender short sword stabbed out from behind Wuhua, and a sword pierced Wuhua's heart.

Blood splattered and fell to the ground.

Syllable!

The heart was pierced, and the flowerless heart suddenly turned cold, and struggled to turn around and look behind him.

The person standing behind him was a figure he was all too familiar with, a face that was innocent in the past, but now only a piece of indifference remained.

Once, the two short swords in the sleeve could use eight kinds of blade moves, such as point tweezers, judge's pen, and water thorn, which could be called a unique martial arts.

But at this time, only a short sword was exposed in his sleeve, but even a short sword, in the hands of a master like him, was enough to kill a seriously injured Wuhua.

"You...... You actually killed ...... Kill me? Wuhua looked at Nangong Ling who appeared in front of her in disbelief, and said with a struggle.

Poof!

Nangong Ling pulled out the short sword that pierced the mouth of the flowerless heart, his face was cold, and he said word by word: "Big brother...... Brother, it's not that I'm going to kill you, it's you and my mother who forced me! ”

After witnessing his mother and brother's ruthlessness towards him, Nangong Ling no longer had the slightest affection for this so-called blood relative.

On the contrary, only a piece of killing is left!

Once, he thought that his mother and brother were the closest people to him in this world, but after witnessing what they did to their relatives, Nangong Ling was already desperate.

At this moment, he realized that blood in this world is not important, what matters is feelings!

Sincere feelings!

And in his past twenty years, there is only one person who has really given him this kind of feeling, and that is his father-in-law who has died in his hands - Ren Ci!

Poof!

Between Nangong Ling's backhand, a sword slashed at his arm that was abolished by Zhu Hefeng, and a scrapped arm fell to the ground immediately, blood splashed, but he didn't snort.

"Good, good man!" Zhu Hefeng exclaimed, "Is this a farewell to your past?" ”

Tear and pull!

Nangong Ling tore off a piece of his clothes, wrapped it around his broken arm, and said in a deep voice: "No, this is to make amends for my father-in-law." ”

As he spoke, the innocent beggar gang leader raised his head, looked at Zhu Hefeng, and said, "Marquis Wenyuan, you still don't do it?" ”

Zhu Hefeng smiled and asked rhetorically, "Why should I do it?" ”

Nangong Ling said stiffly: "Because I killed my father-in-law." ”

Zhu Hefeng said with a smile: "This is indeed a very good reason, it is simply the best." ”

"But so what? You killed your own father-in-law, do I know Ren Ci? It seems that I don't know, does anyone around me owe Ren Ci a favor? It doesn't seem to be. In that case, then why should I be nosy! ”

"Haha," Nangong Ling covered his broken arm and strode outside, bursting out of his mouth, "Okay, Master Hou is really free and easy, I hope you and I have a chance to see you again." ”

As he spoke, the leader of the beggar gang disappeared in front of Zhu Hefeng's eyes.

Syllable!

Wuhua still had her last breath left, looking at the back of Nangong Ling leaving, a trace of resentment crossed her originally warm eyes.

"Miss Xue." Zhu Hefeng stayed here with a Wuhua who only had the last half of his breath left, and under the night, the strong smell of blood continued to permeate, coupled with Shi Guanyin's corpse, it really made people feel terrifying.

Zhu Hefeng stood proudly and chuckled, "You've been hiding below for so long, aren't you tired?" ”

Boom!

Before Zhu Hefeng's words fell, a muffled sound came from the ruins, and a light and soft figure appeared.

Poof!

A thin lancet slashed down on Flowerless's neck, severing his head, splattering hot blood.

In the eyes of the flowerless passing, there is only the fear of death.