Smile bitterly, I am smiling more and more.

He was shocked to see her fly away from him! She was really flying, the rattan stick touched the ground, her clothes were puffed up by the wind, like an elegant bluebird with wings, flying to the depths of the flower field. At that end, the second team of hedgehogs and wolf grandmothers of the "Soul Eater Force" has already arrived. The same shield, the same ghost-headed knife. Yan Ling's sense of hearing was sharper than Fu Jiezi's, so she jumped out before him.

Fu Jiezi instinctively grabbed the knife. He couldn't let the delicate Yanling be chopped to pieces by those two big knives...... The hedgehog and the wolf grandmother began to attack with a knife. The air "buzzed" and the petals fluttered! The goose held the stick and listened to their position, and the stick touched the ground, and the people flew up. Under the stick, there were two "pops". The ghost-headed steel knife also hit the sound of "dangdang"! Fu Jiezi was surprised.

Although he had seen Yanling make a move in the Twelve Orchestras, her posture at this time made him feel not ruthless but beautiful.

It's beautiful! He himself wondered that at the moment of life and death, he had the leisure to appreciate this beauty? Perhaps, her place in his heart has changed wonderfully. Yan Ling beat the hedgehog and the wolf grandmother with two sticks. She also gathered her stick, and stood with her head sideways among the flowers, and the wind blew her sideburns. She was going to wait and see. She is like a quiet flower. The two samurai stopped and moved, and their attacks were tough and fierce. Yanling's figure also turned, circling the two like butterflies. Fu Jiezi saw that with Yanling's stick technique, although he couldn't defeat the two, he couldn't defeat them for a while.

He suddenly thought of something, so he crawled towards the two Dharma Protectors who had been killed by death, they were the first team of the "Soul Eater Force".

He ripped off the helmet of one of the corpses. Both ears of the deceased were pierced, both stuffed with cotton balls. No wonder when he shouted in a low voice, the two of them didn't hear it, they just fought like deaf people! He didn't know if this was the rule of the "Soul Eater Force". Do they plug their ears and go into battle, for fear of being disturbed in the battle, or for the convenience of slaughter, do they not listen to the moans and screams of the killed?

He heard a coquettish cry, obviously in pain. He turned his head sharply and found that Yan Ling staggered, and his leg had been cut by the ghost head knife!

She scrambled to tap the rattan stick and took a few steps back. Since the first team of the "Soul Eater Force" has plugged its ears, the second team and the third team ...... Until the "Soul Eater Army" is all deaf! In other words, in the eyes of the "Soul Eater Force" today, he is a fugitive anyway, and it is useless for him to shout through his throat. He trembled and picked up his knife to his feet, and he could only go and cut their throats! But I saw that Yanling shook in the wind, and there was already a shiny thing in his palm, and his cold face was heavy, and he clasped the flying knives together. The hedgehog and the wolf grandmother raised their shields and charged, and the blue helmets were hideous and terrifying.

The sunshine, the flowers, the wind, the fluttering sleeves, the shrinking sword...... Fu Jiezi's eyes flashed, two arc-shaped flying knives. It was divided into two and shot out of Yan Ling's palm one after another. Those beautiful two arcs! The black light swept through the valley of flowers, ghostly and silent. Lightning-fast just bypassed the shield and disappeared behind it. Fu Jiezi's eyes widened. He saw two heavy shields falling. Two strong men in heavy armor were also seen throwing their heads back and tumbling over. The moment each strong man fell, there was a little sparkle on his neck...... Fu Jiezi witnessed the flying knife of the "Shaman Saintess" for the first time! He felt that Yan Ling's knife technique could not be received, but the magic of the technique and the accuracy of sealing the throat were rare in the world!

He didn't know whether to rejoice or be sad? Yan Ling has a unique skill, and the next fight will definitely help her.

Another flash of thought, fortunately her knife bag fell off in the woods yesterday, otherwise the team leader crocodile and thunder will be in vain under the knife! He didn't dare to think too much. He ran towards Yanling. Yan Ling gasped and grabbed the third flying knife in her palm. He knew it was the last one.

He grabbed her and said, "Keep this one, and don't use it in vain." He saw the question on her face, so without waiting for her to speak, he took the initiative to explain: "Because, there are twelve people on the other side!" Yan Ling asked, "Are they attacking again?" Fu Jiezi was stunned, he knew that Yan Ling had a reason to ask like this. He looked around, and among the flowers, there were six teams of samurai, stuck in six directions, holding shields with horizontal swords, ready to attack. Next to the two corpses shot by Yan Ling's flying knife, there was also a team! Fu Jiezi found that he really couldn't underestimate the "Soul Eater Force". He didn't even notice how they managed to sneak in. It should be taking advantage of the fact that when Yanling was fighting with the previous team, he quietly crouched among the flowers and approached silently. At that time, Fu Jiezi's attention was all on Yanling.

Since they are trained to kill people, they will also sneak attack or use unscrupulous means when they kill! Perhaps, judging from the fact that the first team was wiped out, they also realized that Fu Jiezi should not be underestimated. Yan Ling's face was expressionless, and she slowly put the last flying knife back into the knife bag, holding the rattan stick tightly. Fu Jiezi knew that even if he went to the corpse to retrieve the last two flying knives, it would be impossible. He and Yanling only had two weapons: a large knife with a curled blade and a small throwing knife. There was also a stick, but it wasn't a weapon at all, it was just for Yanling to use to find a way. The two of them no longer need to explore the road, because all the roads have been blocked! The steel knife was curled, and the slashing room was greatly discounted; And the flying knife shoots out, and there is no return. Fu Jiezi suddenly remembered that he still had a bow and arrow on his body. However, he was really not sure if the arrow would be able to hit the samurai behind the shield, because the arrow could not turn like Yanling's throwing knife. There was silence in the Valley of Flowers, and he and Yanling stood back to back, facing the twelve Dharma Protectors. "Why didn't they move?" Yan Ling asked. "Waiting for us to move." Fu Jiezi smiled bitterly.

He felt that the twelve Soul Devouring Protectors were like twelve pieces of ice, and he couldn't help but shudder.

Yan Ling noticed something: "As soon as the 'Soul Eater Force' comes out, there will be no life? She asked in a low voice.

"Yes."

"You're worried you won't be able to beat it?"

"Yes." Fu Jiezi admitted.

"We're going to die here?" Fu Jiezi couldn't answer, he wanted to tell her the truth, this possibility was very high! But he couldn't say it. Silence is answering. She was also silent. Then: "Please promise one thing." ”

"Okay." Fu Jiezi said. He didn't even think about it, and replied instinctively. He didn't think about how hard it was for her to ask him to agree. In his eyes, she was just a simple girl. Besides, what difference does it make if you say yes or not? In a few moments, he will be dead! Those who are dying can agree to anything. She said softly, "Let me touch your face." Fu Jiezi was stunned. He definitely didn't expect that she would have such a childish idea at the moment of life and death. Others want their lives, but she wants to touch his face!

She turned slowly, her hands trembling, and began to search. Why is she shaking? Is it knowing that life is coming to an end? Her hands were shaking so hard that she couldn't touch him. Fu Jiezi couldn't bear it and leaned his face closer to her. But as soon as the two of them moved, the "Soul Eater Force" on the opposite side also moved. One of them walked coldly and stepped through the flowers. The petals fly in the wind. I saw that the camouflage-like debris was swept through by a jade hand...... Fu Jiezi shook her hand. He pressed the hand lightly against his face. She touched it quietly, very carefully, as if she didn't know that two eerie ghost-headed knives were approaching. Fu Jiezi also ignored the two knives.

If he had to fight them to the death, he would rather enjoy the tenderness of this hand first. Yanling whispered, "I want to remember what you look like!" Her voice was serene and grateful. Two big knives roared and slashed, who wants to let such a simple and beautiful girl die? From the moment she was born, her eyes could not see. Eventually, she will close her eyes forever with the memory of a man!

She thanked him, and now the expression on her face was satisfied. Fu Jiezi's blood is feverish. He suddenly felt that he had the courage to live and the determination to fight! He even felt that he had really become an omnipotent horse stepping on Feiyan who challenged the rivers and lakes! The knife was very fast, "Dangdang" twice, and the two ghost head knives were blocked. Although the knife is curled, his faith is not curled! A Jedi fight begins. This battle will be fought from afternoon to dusk, from dusk to dark! This battle will turn the swordsman into a devil and a man into a beast! The valley of flowers whimpered, the remnant sun was like blood, and the heavens and the earth changed color! In the crimson sunset, everything was stained with blood—the blood of the "Soul Eater Force", the blood of Fu Jiezi and Yan Ling. The offensive of the "Soul Eater Army" continued, with thick shields and ghost-headed knives attacking from all directions in turn!

Orderly, cold and crazy, since ...... "Soul Eater Force" shocked the Quartet, it has rarely encountered such a stubborn and fast opponent! The man was knocked down, still getting up from the ground, angrily sticking out the teeth hidden in the helmet and biting Fu Jiezi's legs. Fu Jiezi attacked with all his might - slashed with a knife! Shoot with arrows! Hit with your body! Hit with your fists! I was injured one after another on my body, and I was also stimulated to go crazy! He roared wildly. He knew they couldn't hear, they just wanted to stir their will, like a beast that survived. He would never let himself and the woman beside him be killed by his opponent! He roared, snatching the ghost-headed knife from a corpse's hand. He waved like crazy! A stream of blood shot into the sky, and the red flowers all over the ground were also dimmed. The sunset on the horizon was sprayed red by this stream of blood.

In the blood light, flying high was a helmeted head...... Fu Jiezi went limp. He lay among the flowers, but the moon was too stingy to show up after midnight. The stars were scattered in the dark night, and all in front of him were Venus! He was covered in bleeding wounds, bruises, bruises, and bruises. He gasped for breath like a drowning beast. He was dazed like a checkmate.

He took a nap, a doze of exhaustion, and had a dream......

He dreamed it all like a dream. After a while, he slowly woke up and found that there was no bloody battle at all; The "Soul Eater" never appeared, and he was not injured, he would happily touch his baby-like skin, and then smile and lead Yanling on the road - because there was no "Soul Eater" in the original plan! He woke up.

He was in even more pain. It was a terrible pain, reminding him that it wasn't a dream, but that he had fallen into a situation even more terrifying than a nightmare! Fu Jiezi tried his best to concentrate. He wished he had woken up from his nightmare once and for all. He recalls the whole plan.

From the beginning of the Twelve Bands, the program was light-hearted and enjoyable. He first pretended to be a prostitute, drank wine, flirted, was rude to Yanling, and watched her dance. Then he disguised himself as a school captain, talked and laughed, made the prison of the death row camp go up in smoke, broke through the woods quickly, and led the wild goose to laugh and break into the rivers and lakes. It can be said that everything is not difficult, everything is arranged in advance, he only needs to act according to the plan, and he doesn't even need to move his brain, like a puppet. But now, he can't be a puppet blindly, because his head was almost cut off just now! He wants to be Fu Jiezi again, the shrewd Fu Jiezi. Fu Jiezi! In other words, from this moment on, he began to really analyze the case with his own eyes, and the real Fu Jiezi began to resurrect! …… But he was at a loss, lying in the dark flowers like the sea, and he didn't know where to analyze it. There was also no other lieutenant to accompany him, as before. He didn't even know if the lieutenant, his good brother, was still trustworthy. He was in pain. He felt pain both physically and inwardly. He heard someone crawling slowly, also panting. He felt a thin, cold hand grip him. He didn't move, let her hand hold, he needed it, he needed it to make his hand warm. Because that hand saved him in the last battle of the fight!

He fought hard to kill the sixteenth blue-clothed protector, he and Yan Ling had joined forces to kill fifteen, his hands were weak, his feet were cramping, Yan Ling fell into the flowers not far away, he didn't even have the strength to look at her. He could only hold the knife and hold it above his head, but he couldn't swing it. He couldn't stand either, and one leg was already on his knees. He couldn't let go, he couldn't fall, and in front of him, a Taoist on crutches was slashing at him one after another! The iron kidnapper was covered in blood, and the blood was blue in the starlight. He had long since lost his mind, and chopped him like firewood, as if he were holding an axe instead of a knife!

Even a piece of iron can't withstand such a violent chop. Fu Jiezi held the knife, his hands gradually became sore, and he slowly knelt down as if he was asleep. Both legs were on their knees, and he waited for a "whoop" as he was split in half. He was so tired that he even complained that the other party was too stupid, why didn't he slash sideways? He must not be able to turn the knife around and parry, so that it can all be over.

But the iron crutch continued to chop and chop, as if he were driving a pile, and he had to be smashed into the ground. At this time, he heard a small voice, flying towards the flower branch. He was almost moved to tears, because he knew that he could survive! He exhaled and put down his knife wearily, and the Iron Crutch looked at him in surprise, not understanding why he had given up his resistance. The iron crutch was still held high, but the blow that fell was stopped. He had faith in the voice, and he was waiting. I heard the sound of flesh cracking and throat being drilled. After waiting for a few more moments, the iron crutch collapsed with a bang. That was Yanling's last throwing knife! Now, he held her hand and didn't speak.

He opened his eyes and saw the branches of flowers swaying in the starlight. It was quiet and windy. "We won?" She asked slowly, in a bitter voice. "Yes, won." He replied, bitterly too.