Chapter Ninety-Seven: There Was More Starlight This Night
This night is very dark, looking at the vast dark night without even a trace of starlight, the dark night, the darkness makes people's hearts palpitate.
There was a wind, and there was no autumn wind in this dark night, but a cold wind, and this cold wind did not stop blowing, which added a trace of haze to this place.
Murong Xue was a little weak, but she stood firm because the master of this world was holding her.
Qiusheng behind him was already at a loss for surprise, looking at Su Qi, his expression changed again and again, and then finally a little pale, obviously unbelievable.
Those eyes are pitch black, black and deep, and you can't see the slightest light, like a bottomless hole, swallowing up all the light, how not to make Qiusheng afraid.
There are no pupils, all you see is pitch black, and such a pair of eyes looks really scary.
But his expression was still smiling at them: "Are you okay?"
Murong Xue shook her head and smiled, "It's okay." ”
"It's my fault, it's not well thought out, it's too fast. ”
In fact, he can't be blamed, leading the snake out of the hole is very subtle, but he didn't expect that the first sword of Huanglin County turned out to be the killer of the Sun family.
The endless vitality turned into a trace of starlight, floating beside Murong Xue, with a wind blowing, there was snow falling, dancing with the starlight, it was a beautiful picture in the dark night.
Su Qi turned around, and naturally faced Xiao Feng and Sun Ming.
He took a step forward, just this step, Sun Ming seemed to feel that the heaven and earth opened the huge mouth of blood basin that could devour the starry sky, and there was an extremely terrifying will to kill in the vicissitudes of life, and he couldn't even raise the slightest power to resist.
"Why?"
Standing in this void night, Xiao Feng looked a little chic, as if he was walking in the green mountains and green waters, but it slightly made Su Qi a little appreciative.
"There is no why. ”
Xiao Feng asked him why he knew his fate, he was born to know his fate, so there was no reason at all.
Xiao Feng didn't think so, so he smiled mockingly: "You can kill me in front of the Tongque Tower, it seems that you want to find the person behind me, as you wish?"
Xiao Feng thought too much, and indeed thought too much, finding out the person behind him was not his own business, he just wanted to capture him or kill him if necessary, that's all.
As for how much happened today, or that Su Qi could see so much, it was all because Murong Xue appeared and Sun Ming was aggressive, which eventually caused Qiusheng to draw his sword.
All this is because the knife is out of its sheath, but it is aimed at different people, so this world is really so wonderful.
"Do you want to die?" asked Su Qi indifferently.
This question is really a bit strange, but although Su Qi is indifferent, he asks so seriously.
So how does Xiao Fengfeng answer? The answer is no, or the answer is yes?
He didn't answer, but fell into memory, remembered something, and smiled casually.
"It's easy to die. ”
This sentence made Sun Ming a little furious! What is the simple meaning of death? You die for me?
In fact, Sun Ming misunderstood Su Qi's meaning again, his very simple reference was that I killed you, it was very simple, otherwise?
It's no wonder that Su Qi didn't speak clearly, just because Sun Ming didn't want to die at all, otherwise if you look at Xiao Feng, he would understand what Su Qi meant, but he could still answer calmly: "That's right." ”
That's right, look at this world, this world of the night is so stable and so distinct, how can he Xiao Feng be able to match such strength?
He had seen this dark night before, although it might be a different night, but he was afraid of the night, like a lost dog, so he really hid in the night and became the ultimate killer who took people's lives with a flash of sword.
This killer has been doing it for sixteen years, and he owes the Sun family for saving his life, so the killer of these sixteen years is to repay the favor.
Xiao Feng wants to be a killer? No, he doesn't want to! Naturally, he doesn't want to! Surely he doesn't want to! Otherwise, why would he challenge Ouyang Zheng because of Ouyang Zheng's words? Ouyang Zheng is a long-famous monk who knows his fate, and he has only just stepped into the realm of breaking the void back then, and he is naturally angry when he knows that he can't do it!
Back then, as the number one sword in Huanglin County, he was so young, he was naturally a prouder figure than Qiusheng, so he was so proud that even if he died, he would stab Ouyang Zheng's sword!
He was defeated and seriously injured, but Ouyang Zheng had already shown mercy.
He didn't want to die, he wanted to step into the fate of knowing his fate and compete with Ouyang Zheng!
The ancestor of the Sun family, the fate-knowing monk Sun Haotian saved him, and saved him with the source of life in the realm of knowing his fate, this kindness is too heavy, this is a life-saving grace!
Sun Haotian was optimistic about him, because he believed that Xiao Feng would one day be able to step into the ranks of knowing fate, if so, the Sun family's many powerhouses in the realm of knowing fate would definitely be able to stabilize their status for hundreds of years.
Sun Haotian is old, if he returns to the west and goes to the Sun family after a hundred years, there must be a monk who knows his fate to guard it, otherwise he will be swallowed up by the Qiu family!
Xiao Feng was still very confident, until he met that dark night, he knelt before seeing anyone, his self-confidence finally collapsed, and he crawled in the darkness, doing the role of the killer he hated.
Sixteen years passed, and sixteen years of wandering, and with the wind of the night, he was hidden in the moonlight, sixteen years, sixteen years! His pride was smoothed out, so that even if the wind in the night was cold, he could be so calm.
He didn't know that he could be so calm until he saw this dark night again, and if he thought about it carefully, he could not be calm? He had lived in darkness for sixteen years.
A touch of sword light and cold moon follows, chopping the autumn wind, cutting off life, the most is a murderous night, don't talk about the dark night, don't say that the heart is cold, this is the endless hell road, choose no regrets.
What is no regrets? At this time, there are no regrets! Therefore, Xiao Feng can step out of the darkness and appear in the light.
He said with a smile: "In the past sixteen years, I have hidden the night, sought to kill, cut off people's lives, drank dew, and enjoyed the night breeze. ”
Then he pointed to the night and said, "There are more stars in this night, like a splendid life." ”
In the past sixteen years, he has lived in the dark, sometimes looking up, and the most accompanying thing for sixteen years is the starlight in the night sky in the sky, after all, the night is so dark, and the starlight is so lovely, so his body is slightly bright.
It was a starlight, a glimmer of light in the night, like the moonlight shining on the white phosphorus silverfish in the lake, little by little, like the white on the black silk cloth, it looked so natural, of course!
Naturally, Su Qidu was slightly surprised, looking at Xiao Feng's expression was slightly different, no matter what, he thought that he was witnessing the beginning and end of a person, no matter what the situation was, no matter what enemies he had before, he was willing to see his sword reach its peak, which was also considered a respect for a swordsman.
Take advantage of your illness to kill you, who doesn't understand this sentence, who doesn't know? But there is always a touch of sympathy in the so-called rivers and lakes, maybe it is stupid, or boring, or even makes people feel sick, but so what?
Su Qi was very confident in his sword, even if he witnessed Xiao Feng burning all his life and stepping into the fate, so what? On the contrary, he was very happy to see all this, and he was willing to give him time to complete it.
As Xiao Feng said, "There is more starlight this night, like a splendid life." "If you talk about thousands of years of life, or maybe it's not as good as that moment of your heart, with the night, caressing the night wind, so that the stars in this night are more brilliant, isn't it wonderful?