The cold man observed Wan Juyi's expression, and although the offensive did not decrease, he actually had a sense of proportion in his heart. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info he himself is more sensitive to Han Fei's identity, although he has no mercy in his hands, he is still afraid after all. He can not be afraid of Bao Zhen, or he can not be afraid of Lao Jin, but he is afraid of the white madman from the bottom of his heart, that is, Qin'er's other uncle.

Just when Han Fei and the cold man were inseparable, the cold man suddenly changed his moves, stepped on the seven stars, his anger was like a fight, and his whole body turned into a shadow.

Seeing the cold man use this trick, Wan Juyi's heart sighed, and the secret way was not good. The cold man's famous stunt shadow killing, the entire Huaxia can be unscathed in the next handful, rumored, this trick is out, no blood is not collected, it is completely a life-fighting style, either the opponent is injured, or its own bleeding.

Han Fei only felt that the cold man was like his own shadow, surrounding him, but he could only feel his faint existence, almost nothing. There is no way to attack, there is no way to defend. Han Fei simply gave up attack and defense and closed his eyes. If you fight for your life, I will break it with my move. The moment the cold man attacked, it was the moment when he revealed his flaws, that is, the moment when Han Fei attacked.

Seeing this, the cold man was horrified in his heart, if it was an ordinary person, he would definitely attack on time. But Han Fei is the one who is in the company of the crazy people in his eyes, and he is the type of person who really puts life and death out of the way. Fight for your life with them, and the result will definitely be a defeat for both sides, or even end up together.

Even the Assassins, who regarded death as their home, were particular about missing a single blow and fleeing thousands of miles away. And they don't know what death is, or in the eyes of others, they may like to be close to death.

But he couldn't be frightened by a stinky kid, the cold man suddenly changed direction and rushed towards Han Fei, Han Fei noticed it in the next moment, and waited for the arrival of the cold man with bated breath. The cold man's iron claws rubbed against Han Fei's throat, and three blood-soaked scars appeared in an instant, and then the cold man quickly retreated, looking indifferently at Han Fei who held the fish intestine sword in the air.

The cold man swished and said: "This is just a warning, if you don't retreat, tomorrow it will be rumored that Bao Qingtian's son-in-law will be killed by the murderer." ”

Han Fei sneered when he heard this, and said disdainfully: "After so many years of mixing in the rivers and lakes, do you just know how to deceive the hairy boy?" I really thought I didn't know that you had done your best with that blow, and you had to stop in the end. Following Lao Jin these days, not only has his martial arts made great progress, but even his knowledge is not comparable to that of ordinary martial artists. You and I both know that if you cut off with that blow, even if you don't die, you won't be able to escape under Lao Jin's nose. ”

"Ah, huh? The cold-faced eagle king Ji Wuji. Han Fei added this sentence word by word at the end, and every time he said a word, his momentum became a little stronger, and in the end, he was like the sun in the sky, dispelling the last trace of darkness in the maze of the flower forest.

Ji Wuji looked at Han Fei, suddenly clapped his palms, and said, "Are you really not afraid of death?" Well? Why don't we experiment again? When Ji Wuji said this, he exuded a cold aura all over his body, which became thicker and thicker, forming a confrontation with Han Fei.

Xiao Yi, shrouded by Han Fei's momentum, still has no sorrow or joy. And Wan Juyi, who was coerced by Ji Wuji's momentum, was fighting a cold war all over his body, trembling non-stop.

The sun warms all things and drives out darkness, but it never directs the direction of living things, and rotates freely and impartially. The cold wind holds the world hostage, but there are always species against it.

"Death is not terrible, I even longed for it. That's what I think of death as liberation, and after death, it's as if everything is liberated. In fact, death has no unique meaning, and like life, it has no meaning. Between life and death, perhaps life is meaningful. Neither life nor death, neither dirt nor destruction. Han Fei subconsciously said these words, as if with the helplessness of his previous life and the pain of this life.

Ji Wuji clapped his hands again, but this time, his momentum was flattened, melting like snow on the arrival of warm spring. said: "You are very interesting, looking forward to the next time we meet." Live well, if you find the meaning of life and death, please inform me, and we will see you again. Hahahaha. ”

After that, Ji Wuji was no longer in place, leaving only laughter. And Lao Jin, who was holding the golden knife, appeared in the position where Ji Wuji was standing, and when he saw Ji Wuji leaving, he didn't chase him, and he actually couldn't catch up.

Although there are many people who are better than Ji Wuji, there are few people who can keep him. The name of the Eagle King is not called indiscriminately, and Ji Wuji's light skills are among the best among the assassins.

Han Fei followed Ji Wuji's words and replied: "How can your own life be defined by others? Those who live like this are only the next life of others. I don't know if Ji Wuji heard it, but one person heard it.

Then, Han Fei's gaze was attracted by a delicate girl. Qin'er stood in the flower forest, the flowers decorated her, the moonlight plated her with a silver wedding dress, and the breeze blew her hair, half-covering the face that Han Fei liked. Seeing that Han Fei kept looking at herself, Qin'er lowered her head and smiled shyly, at that moment, Han Fei seemed to be drunk in the gentle township. Then, Qin'er smiled generously at Han Fei.

His smile is charming for him, and one person is enough in this life.

Han Fei walked over and hugged Qin'er tightly, he learned about the guide ring from Qin'er on the way to BP. If it weren't for Qin'er venturing into the maze of the flower forest, she wouldn't have been able to find herself with Lao Jin's road idiot.

Everything does not need to be said, they all understand. Just like Qin'er had already learned from Lao Jin that Han Fei was living and dying together in the furnace with him, just like Han Fei had long known that his marriage with Qin'er was not as Qin'er explained at all.

That night, in the furnace, the raging fire of love had already been ignited. All the tests have become the nourishment for the growth of their love flowers. You can die young, but you won't give up growing.

Sigh and sigh, fate let them meet. Resentment is only resentful, love has long become a fetter. It's a pity, now, now, each other.

Tonight, in the forest of flowers, a flower called love quietly grows, with a hint of expectation, leaving a little regret, but stretching in the direction of the sun without hesitation.

Flowering and fruiting are natural theorems, but there are some flowers in the world that never bear fruit, especially beautiful flowers. They only bloom, whether you are a passer-by or a companion, it will not hide its fragrance, only grow for itself.