When the pair of frightened eyes like a deer captured by a hunter looked at him, Wei Changpan tugged at something in his heart, but the hand holding the knife still stopped the blade firmly away from the neck of the female killer who cut the deer platform like mutton fat and white jade, and the tough inner armor that didn't know what material could not protect it.

As long as the knife in his hand moves down two more inches, then the female killer of Cutting Deer Terrace who can trap him for half an hour with the opportunity and layout will die in his hands, and then he will kill many, many people, the killer of Cutting Deertai, the disciple of Songfeng Mountain, and maybe even the soldiers and horses of the Jiangzhou government, such as the rangers of the wild river at the junction of Suzhou.

He had already restrained the deer-cutting killer in front of him, and all he had to do now was harden his heart.

The hands of Cutting Lutai and Songfeng Mountain are full of blood debts, and blood debts can only be paid with blood.

Lu Jiu thought that he was probably going to die, if she hadn't talked to him so much when Wei Changpan was still in the Qimen Formation, then he wouldn't have lived to point a knife at her neck until now, and Uncle Xizi wouldn't have been seriously injured by that person, it was all because she was negligent at that time, Uncle Xizi was going to die, and she was going to die.

"Wait a minute, I'm a little scared of pain. Lu Jiu stared at the eyes of the person in front of him and found that Wei Changpan seemed to be about the same age as her, "And.... Don't let me die too ugly, those uncles and aunts in the station may be sad when they look for it. ”

With that, she closed her eyes and waited for the knife to stab her.

She was born in the deer cutting platform, grew up in the deer cutting platform, and has seen the act of destroying people at every turn more than once. The killer of the deer cutting platform respects the law of cutting the grass to eradicate the roots, at this moment the heart is soft and let one go, in the future, it may be dozens of hundreds of people to come to the door to seek revenge, no one in the deer cutting platform is willing to deal with such a scene, so whether it is an eighty old woman or a baby in the killing order, and even the less strict pursuit order, the elders will punish you for letting go of one more person's life, but rarely blame you for killing a few more people.

Lu Jiu is the only person in the Deer Cutting Platform who has grown up to this age and his hands are still innocent, and those children who can survive the training of the Deer Cutting Platform have to fight and kill a person at the age of ten, as a vote to join the Deer Cutting Platform, five or six out of ten children will be killed or captured by those who have the physique of a martial artist, and then the watchful Deer Cutting Tai Killer will take the lives of the two together, even if the child flinchs and escapes halfway through the name, it is impossible to escape under the nose of the killer of the Deer Cutting Platform.

Those uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters were each covered in blood, so heavy that the expensive ambergris spices in her courtyard could not cover it. Every time they came back from the deer cutting platform and brought her those gifts Lu Jiu also knew where they came from, but those people who were tired and wounded came to the courtyard with strange things that they had racked their brains from everywhere and put them down, her face still showed a happy color, but they were all piled up in the courtyard and never used, so that the killers who cut the deer platform thought that Lu Jiu was not happy with these things, and the next time they went out to kill people and came back, they would try to bring back more strange and interesting things.

But what's the use, with the blood-stained silver that the deer cutter gave to the killers, even the most ingenious things can't be used for her.

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And a grasshopper that Uncle Xizi made for him with his own hands has always been placed on the dresser in the boudoir by her, and this kind of friendship is what she cherishes. Uncle Xizi is also dead, and no one in the deer cutting platform will clumsily weave a strange-looking grasshopper for a murderous hand.

A tear rolled down from the corner of his eye.

At the last moment before making up his mind, Wei Changpan caught a glimpse of the crystal tears in the corner of the eyes of the female killer of the cutting deer, and the knife that stabbed down was still hesitant after all, he was not sure if this was the tears she squeezed out to see how to make a living, among the murderous people in the cutting deer platform, there would also be a woman like the person in front of him....

I'd rather kill the wrong one than let it go.

The patriarch of the Zhang family said something like this when he taught him to face the killers of the Deer Cutting Stage, "No one can detect the killers of the Cutting Deer Terrace when they are hidden in the crowd, and when they appear, you are already in the pattern of death in his eyes, so you must make a move before them, and it is not your fault to kill someone by mistake." ”

"Cut the deer in Taichung and Songfeng Mountain.... Could there be well-meaning people too?"

"There are still two or three swimming fish in the turbid water, not to mention two great sects. The jujube stick struck him on the door of the head again, "But you won't be able to distinguish between good and bad when you fight these people, and by the time you have that skill, that person will already be dead." ”

"What you have to do is not tolerating when you are soft-hearted. The old man, who was the patriarch of the Zhang family, once again showed him the wounds of the two severed limbs, "Old man, I lost an arm and a leg last time when I was soft-hearted, not to mention that you will be in a much more dangerous situation in the future than I was back then, so the killers who learned to cut Lutai's grass and disregard people's lives should be hard-hearted." ”

There is still an inch, and the knife will pierce down the slender neck like white jade, and the blood in the neck will gush out like a fountain, and the trachea and neck bones will be cut off at the same time, and the person will die after a very short period of pain, and it will never exceed fifty moments of time.

This is his sworn revenge with Songfeng Mountain and Cutting Deer Terrace, after killing this Cutting Deer Tai female killer, there is no room for retreat and mediation, he will return to Suzhou, and win over the remnants of the Zhang family in Yanyulou and Qishan County to Songfeng Mountain, to Cutting Lutai, and even the eldest brother of Gao Xu, the owner of Songfeng Mountain, who is the general of Jiangzhou, is also the object of their revenge.

Wei Changpan never thought that his division would be swept into the tide of disputes in Jiangzhou rivers and lakes today, without Zhang Wu and Qian Erye as the shelter of the Zhangjia gun in Qishan County was swept by the tide and collapsed, perhaps many of the people in Qishan County have forgotten that the house next to the Yamen of Qishan County, there was once a good wine old man who almost the entire Jiangzhou Jianghu sect wanted to congratulate after the broken mirror, and there was a big man who was as good as his master and good wine, and always opened a bench outside the gatehouse to bask in the sun and nap in the gatehouse, and a man who was loyal and honest and always laughed at by the fireworks woman。

He thought that the best result was that he finally became a half-martial artist and went to the place outside Qingshan Town to take a look all the way, and when he couldn't walk anymore, he returned to the town, and continued to work as a little boy in the Xiaoqing Building, watching those beauties grow old, and living like this for the rest of his life. But Zhang's gun was involved in the dispute between the co-owners of Jiangzhou and finally became the martyrdom of the ruined mansion of Yanyulou, but he escaped, which means that he can no longer walk carefree in the wilderness with one man and one horse as he thought before, lie down on the ground and sleep when he is sleepy, and then get on the horse when he wakes up.

Stab down, stab down quickly.... Avenge your master and your master.... Whose blood is it that flows on the lake.... Kill her, and those who die will be blinded....

The cacophony of human voices echoed in his ears, stirring his heart, and these voices that seemed to come from the bottom of the deep, deep well seemed to come from the dead. The voices were all urging and tempting him to stab him, and he was vaguely aware that he would gain a lot of insight from the stab, but he would also lose something that he would never get back.

Those voices became more and more urgent, Yanyulou, Qishan County Zhangjia, Qian Erye, Zhang Wu, Liu Dashi, Yanyulou owner Yu Cheng, the voices of these people were all heard by him, anxious, resentful, gloomy, resentful, all kinds of emotions and moods intertwined together to form a huge net that overwhelmed him.

In a trance, the long knife in his hand had sunk half an inch, and Lu Jiu, who had closed his eyes, felt the cold touch on his neck and the dull pain of the blade slowly entering the flesh, probably the young man who survived the Zhang family in Qishan County didn't want her to die so easily, and used the slowly sinking blade to aggravate her pain.

Lu Jiu didn't want to be tortured like this before he died, so he held his hands on the ground, so he had to prop up his upper body to meet the blade. Perhaps this is God's punishment for her for witnessing the killers of the Deer Cutting Platform killing people but being indifferent? As a very favored existence in the Deer Cutting Platform, it is clear that she can still do many things, but she is only studying within the orthodox formation technique of the Qi Gate, and although she can't stand the actions of the elders who like her very much, she only wants to stop talking and does not do anything practical.

But she still has too many mysteries for Qimen that she can't understand through, and what she has seen and heard in this world is not even as good as Qimen's formation technique, she also has a lot of things to see, there are many, many things to do, she doesn't want to die here like this....

There is no one in this world who is not afraid of death, only the moment when he is not afraid of death, the words that were taken as reasonable by the killers of the cutting deer platform when they tortured and interrogated the information also acted on Lu Jiu's body, when the upper body was slightly propped up, the pain in the neck was magnified thousands of times, and she could feel the warmth flowing into the inner armor, which was about the blood flowing from the wound cut by the blade. If he supports himself for half an inch, only half an inch, the blood veins around his neck will be cut off by the long knife left by Zhang Wu, even if there is the most skilled person in the world to rescue him immediately, he will not be able to escape the result of the loss of incense and jade.

At the last moment before she died, she was still scared, and wanted to stand up and continue to turn and flee, but she forgot to put the blade on her neck, which was already in the flesh, and her actions were tantamount to hitting herself against the blade, which was suicide.

And Lu Jiu still didn't see the blood splattering on his neck in the end, Wei Changpan withdrew the knife at the last moment, and Lu Jiu, who suddenly lost the pressure, fell in front of him.

She didn't die, she survived, and there wasn't much joy for the rest of her life, Lu Jiu got up and fled, and Wei Changpan didn't stop her.