Netizens upload chapters Chapter 59 The gutter capsized The hand kept working harder, but he couldn't buckle it down.

Even after thinking about it countless times later, he still told himself that at that moment, he was as calm as ice and snow, and in the end he didn't go crazy to kill him, because - Ah Han handed him a monthly pass.

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Before the words fell, Wang Chengyifei, who was still holding Fu Hanqing's hand just now, let go, and at the same time quickly took three steps back. looked at Fu Hanqing with palpitations, my God, these two people are so kind of tone.

Before the words could be spoken, several people on horseback were already staggering. Here, I have to praise the Shura Sect's training of subordinates, after such a serious blow, it was able to support it reluctantly without falling off the horse, which is really remarkable.

And many years after that, Ling Xiao and other disciples recalled this past incident, and they all deeply felt that they were able to live until now, and they were not killed by the angry Heavenly King, all thanks to years of hard training, so that they did not really fall off the horse, doubling the stimulation of the Heavenly King.

And at this time, even the calmest Di Yi was a little stunned, ahhh

In fact, as soon as the words came out, Di Jiu had already realized his gaffe, and his next thought, naturally, was only one word "kill" left.

Whether it can be done now or not. But you must find an opportunity to kill all the people present, if he is out of shape like this, if he is ugly, how can he let anyone who has seen the land with his own eyes live.

Regardless of whether you have the ability to do it now, you must find a way to kill Fu Hanqing. This man is terrible.

In Di Jiu's training, in Di Jiu's cognition of more than twenty years of dark life, anything can make oneself out of shape. People who let themselves lose control must be eliminated.

This is also the main reason why he repeatedly can't restrain himself from having murderous intent towards Fu Hanqing. However, every time the killing machine rises sharply, the final result is never as he intended.

Like, this time. As soon as this thought came to mind, Fu Hanqing's whole person pounced.

Fu Hanqing was the only one who didn't stay after hearing this, but was very happy.

"Great." He screamed and rushed forward. In the eyes of everyone's incredulous eyes, he hugged Di Jiu, who was so frightened that he forgot to resist and dodge, and kissed him heavily on the face before the martial arts king had any reaction.

Fu Hanqing's action was learned from a bunch of movies that Zhang Minxin had shown him in order to cultivate his feelings for love.

After the people who love each other confess to each other, they are excited, and nine times out of ten, they want to kiss each other. He was determined to love his neighbor. Of course, try to follow suit.

Then, although the disciples miraculously did not seem to fall off their horses. But basically, it's all clay carvings and wood sculptures, and it's impossible to even move.

Poor Di Jiu. The shrewd Di Jiu, even if he is angry, he still has the ability to think, his brain is completely blank and completely sluggish at this moment.

Then, Fu Hanqing said in a good voice: "It's great that you are willing to be my lover." That way I don't have to work hard to find someone else. ”

This sentence could have made Di Jiu jump up angrily, but this time Di Jiu actually didn't react when he heard it.

This time. Di Jiu is basically incapable of reacting to anything.

Fu Hanqing continued to say with infinite joy: "However, let's talk about hobbies slowly in the future, now we have to hurry, can you get out of the car first and give up your position?" ”

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Di Jiu pulled him down obediently. Fu Hanqing happily sat on his flatbed truck, patted the car board, and beckoned to Wang Cheng: "Come on." ”

Wang Cheng thought about it again and again, and finally gritted his teeth and got on the flatbed, but he was very careful to distance himself from Fu Hanqing to the maximum distance.

Di Jiu didn't slowly recall the whole thing until he sleepwalked on the horse, and then the only thing he remembered was the word "kill", but this time, he wanted to kill himself in pain.

He couldn't accept that he could be so crazy, so stupid, so irrational, so humiliating. Even when Fu Hanqing suddenly appeared and snatched the position of the sect leader he had already reached, he had never hated or been so angry in his heart.

And he was able to continue to persevere, without jumping up like crazy to kill or commit suicide, because he was strong and enduring, and because everyone else was careful not to do anything that might irritate him.

Everyone hurried away, no one looked at him, no one said a word, and everyone still maintained their awe of him, even if this fear was much stronger than usual.

Even Di Yi, this time he was very face-saving and did not make a single laugh.

Di Yi knew very well where his limit was, and although he usually didn't have much scruples about him, he would never easily challenge the maximum limit of his patience. So desperately trying to forcibly resist the urge to laugh wildly, glad that a wooden mask blocked all his facial muscles that were twitching and displaced from laughing, and the group continued to move forward.

However, it is clear that today is an extremely eventful day.

Not long after the group had advanced, twenty or thirty people swished out of the road ahead, each dressed in black, with their hairy chests exposed, each with a hateful face with horizontal eyebrows and eyes, and each holding a machete that the obvious master disdained to use.

Just this frame, no need to introduce yourself, everyone knows that this is a gang of robbers, not to mention that as soon as they jump out, the leader shouts very uninnovatively, and it has not changed for hundreds of years, and everyone is familiar with those few words.

"I opened this road, I planted this tree, if you want to pass from here, leave it to buy road wealth."

The disciples of the Shura Sect coldly reined in and looked at these bandits with disdain.

is also a gangster, they are famous all over the world, powerful in all countries, the most top

The elite disciples of the underworld organization could not take this most inappropriate person seriously.

Di Yi leisurely patted the frightened and slightly annoyed horse under him, and watched all this almost with a good look.

Only Fu Hanqing looked at everyone with a little surprise. He has been in the past few lives, although he has seen a lot of worldly things, but because he has been involved with big people in previous lives, this kind of low-level bandit has never been encountered. So after listening to a few words, I couldn't help but be a little puzzled: "This is a barren road, I haven't seen anyone open the whole road, and I haven't seen a tree, are you mistaken......"

His sincere questioning was naturally regarded as a teasing, and the leader of the gang of robbers yelled: "If you want to die, leave your belongings, Lao Tzu will let you live, otherwise you will ......"

"How else?" Di Jiu's voice was as cold as ice, but his eyes were as fierce as flames.

Fu Hanqing also understood: "Ah, it turns out that you are robbers......" Before the words fell, he saw Di Jiu's hand pressing the saddle and his body was about to move.

Although he didn't understand why Di Jiu's tone was so terrifying, he could immediately feel Di Jiu's murderous intent, his heart was in a hurry, and he jumped up and wanted to stop it, but he didn't expect Wang Cheng next to him to be frightened, and immediately came over and grabbed his hand tightly.

Fu Hanqing was afraid that his strength was too strong, and getting rid of Wang Cheng would hurt him, so he had to shout: "Di Yi, don't let him kill." ”

He also understood that among so many people, the only one who could not be afraid of Di Jiu. dared to stop Di Jiu, and had the ability to temporarily stop Di Jiu, and only Di Yi was left.

When he spoke, he suddenly felt a little cold on his neck, and the corners of his eyes seemed to see something bright. He lowered his eyes in a daze, and saw a dagger resting on his neck.

The one who resisted everyone's opposition, insisted on rescuing him, and insisted on taking the person with him stood right behind him. Twisting his left hand with his left hand, holding the dagger firmly around his neck with his right hand, the panic and horror in his eyes have become extremely fierce. shouted: "No one is allowed to move." ”

Everyone's eyes looked coldly. Surprisingly, no one was shaken, no one was surprised. No one uttered a question, no one made any panicked movements.

The king was born into a gang of robbers, who looted the caravans in the area, and owed more blood debts than could be counted. Merchants who dared to travel this way were generally a little wary, and if they saw a caravan with a large number of people or a strong force, they would arrange for men to sneak in first, and then take the leader hostage before they started.

The spies of this gang of people have long seen Fu Hanqing and their group, who are like the wind and have extraordinary momentum. I'm afraid it's not meat that's easy to swallow. According to the old rules, he sent his men to pretend to be survivors among the previous group of merchants who were slaughtered. Get mixed in.

He saw that Fu Hanqing was the head of the gang and the lover of the very gloomy man. Holding on to him with confidence can naturally shock others, so when he grabbed everyone's attention and was attracted to the bandits in front of him, he suddenly moved.

When he put the dagger on Fu Hanqing's neck, Fu Hanqing was in a hurry to prevent his accomplice from being killed.

However, the effect of the hijacking seemed to be completely different from what he had thought beforehand, and he was forced to look at so many pairs of cold eyes, and he panicked, so he shouted out the lines that he was used to saying before: "All obedient, we will not kill them all." Whoever dares to move, I will kill him. ”

"Kill him." Di Jiu replied to him coldly. Then he flew off his horse, carried his hands leisurely, and walked slowly, step by step, towards the bandits.

His hands slowly flexed behind his back, his heart full of cold murderous intent.

God really has eyes, and when he wanted to kill the most, someone sent him to vent his anger. Even if Fu Hanqing can't kill him, he can't kill other people with his protection, these robbers are really the best gift for him.

Fu Hanqing was frightened by his momentum, and shouted: "Di Yi." ”

Di Yi flew in response, the person was in mid-air, the sword was out of the sheath, and those people were really not worthy of his sword, but in order to get ahead of Di Jiu, he quickly put these people down, so he had to do his best.

Alas, what a humiliation, let the elephant go and fight with the little ants.

But what can be done, our world's number one underworld organization, the leader of the Shura Demon Sect, actually can't see dead people.

Di Jiu Leng Sensen pulled the corners of his lips, Di Yi, if you want to win before me, you have to practice hard for another three years.

He even had the leisure to turn his head and look at Fu Hanqing coldly at the moment when he flew forward.

Then, he saw Fu Hanqing rushing forward in a hurry, and that Wang Cheng cut the dagger viciously in a rage.

Then, the blood overflowed like this, so red, so red blood, and in an instant, Di Jiudi's entire eyes were red.

Speaking of which, it is a myth that a guy like Fu Hanqing, who has ridiculously high skills, will be seriously injured by a nobody.

The kings of Shura are all the top masters, and everyone has suffered a lot in front of Fu Hanqing, but a low-level robber who doesn't even know martial arts and only knows how to fight brutally, can cut Fu Hanqing's neck to blood.

This is because the top masters, in competitions and shots, all follow the thinking and way of masters, so if they are not careful, they are blinded by Fu Hanqing's seemingly invincible skills.

Wang Cheng didn't understand anything, so he didn't have any psychological barriers, and he dared to do it in a daze. He watched Di Yi and Di Jiu both rush forward, and watched Fu Hanqing also rush forward, panicked in his heart, and the dagger slashed hard.

Although Fu Hanqing's internal strength is unparalleled in the world, he has never practiced the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt, so he has no way to be invulnerable. Although his light skills were very good, his hand was grabbed by Wang Cheng, and he couldn't dodge it all of a sudden. Although with his strength, Wang Chengcheng could fly to the sky with a casual flick, but what if he fell from the sky and fell to his death, or was he shocked to death before he could fly into the air?

Fu Hanqing has always been unable to grasp the weight of strength, so he will inevitably be tied to his hands and feet. Moreover, as soon as he saw Di Jiu sweeping forward, he knew that if he was asked to spread his hands and feet, that

If one of them can live, he is shocked and anxious, and naturally he can't take care of his surroundings.

He himself has no sense of danger, so he doesn't remember to dodge, not to mention that he has so many scruples, he may not be able to dodge.

The shiny dagger cut straight through his skin, cut through his veins, and slashed at his throat.

When a dagger slashes down the throat, how long does it take to kill a person?

Is it a moment, or a moment?

When the dagger has cut through the skin and cut through the vein, how far will it be from the trachea and artery, and how long will it take to touch it?

Is it a snap of a finger, or is it simply impossible to measure in terms of time.

In such a short moment, people's minds didn't have time to think, people's bodies didn't have time to act, and yet, everyone, heard that loud shout.

That sound, full of anger, full of shock, full of disbelief.

That shout, how much rage is like a tide, how much anger is like the sea.

That angry shout seemed to penetrate the heavens and the earth, through everyone's ears, and through everyone's mind.

That loud shout shattered everyone's hearts and souls, and shattered everyone's courage and ambition.

It was the angry roar of the gods in the nine heavens, or the angry roar of the demons in the depths of the nine shadows. In any case, such shouting, such roaring, such momentum, such agitation. Absolutely, absolutely, it will not belong to mortals.

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The New Year is coming, 0 o'clock in the morning of 2oo8, how commemorative. Once again, I wish you all a Happy New Year.

Tonight's second update,Finally, as I wished,I can be normal around the New Year.,Each chapter is updated.。

On this cold night, I wrote more than 7,000 words in one go. Hehe, I really admire my diligence and courage.

This way of New Year's gift, everyone is satisfied.

Laugh!

Also, hehe, after twelve o'clock, December ends. The battle for the monthly pass has been exhausted.

This, although I don't really want to admit it, but I do come in second place.

It certainly doesn't feel particularly good to go from first to first on the 30th, to the last day, and to be second at the end of the day.

However, I was equally relieved.

This month, there is no crazy ticket asking like last month, and this month, there is no crazy ticket asking like last month. Regardless of the quality of the update, this month is not like last month. To yourself, to your readers. So much pressure on all the people who love me.

So, although I lost the battle of the monthly pass, in the battle of the demons, I feel that I have won.

I'm vain, I'm greedy, I'm competitive, and I can't always be at the end of every month. But at least, I'm trying my best to keep it up. At the very least, don't let yourself get as excited as you did last month.

So, smile at yourself and be deeply grateful to all your friends.

I'm a stupid person, pulling a monthly ticket, except shouting in the article, I don't know any other way, all I can rely on is everyone, only those of you who read my article, agree with my article, pay for me for the month, and vote for my friend who only has one monthly ticket every month.

I don't know what to say here other than thank you.

Thank you to all the friends I know and I don't know, thank you to the friends who supported me in the discussion forum and blessed me, thank you to all the friends in the group, for being anxious for me, planning for me, giving me comfort, doing psychological construction for me that may fail early in the morning, and even quietly, in order not to increase the pressure on me, everything that I did for me in places I couldn't see.

Yesterday, I said, I am fortunate to have gained, and I have lost my life.

Now I think, or, perhaps, I have gained my life, I am fortunate to have lost, and there is nothing more than the gain and loss of life.

The best gift of 2oo8 is that I know that there are so many people who are truly for me, and that I have found my own normal heart.

Tomorrow, I will still be stupid, reaching out for a monthly pass from time to time, and sometimes playing Nalan who is a scoundrel.

I'm still vain, competitive and greedy, but I'll always remember the warmth, the joy.

At the end of every month in the future, I hope that I can face all the successes and failures easily.

This, the last, the last, the last, allowed me to stretch my voice and advertise for my friend.

At the beginning of a new year, at the beginning of a new month, at the beginning of a new war.

For my friend Orange's work "It's better to follow your heart" p 66355

Orange is a good friend of mine, but I recommend her for more than just a friendly face.

Orange has written about sex for Taixu, for Xiaolou about Han letting sex and virtue go to see Han Difan, and for Xiaolou has also written excellent reviews.

In the public version, in the readers' comments, "If This Is Not Love" and "Lao Zhuang Mo Han Xiaolou Sanjie" are her works, when I first read it, I was deeply moved, and I also recommended it to my friends, and my friends happily collected the full text, calling it a very good work in Xiaolou's reviews

This kind of writing will not disappoint everyone, and the story written by Orange is indeed unique and has an attractive characteristic. Definitely worth a vote of support

Orange is a newcomer and is not popular at the beginning, so I hope to get support.

If you feel that it is your favorite cup of tea, you may wish to support it with one vote, if you feel that it is not your favorite work, but if there is no work in the same period that you like more, I hope you will hand over this vote to this article. Thank you.

(Khan, I didn't expect me to ask for so much, plus the number of today's more articles, I wrote nearly 9,000 words today, hehe, New Year's Elephant, New Year's Elephant, New Year's has thousands of words, please forgive me on the first day of the New Year, such a long nag, thank you.) ）