The sky was low, and the clouds were pressing.

Heaven and earth are dead and silent, and all things are quiet.

No wind, no light.

It was as if they had been strangled to death.

Waiting is not only disgusting, boring, but also credit-worthy.

Hua Manhu didn't wait, he saw a man walking towards him, stopping at seven feet.

A cloak, a gun, a man.

The man stood like a stone statue, with only a cloak on his upper body, and his body was straighter than the gun in his hand.

Hua Manhu looked at him coldly, his eyes were full of ridicule and dissatisfaction, and said, "Why didn't he come?" ”

This person is silent, but his eyes are staring at Huamanhu, no matter who is stared at by these eyes, it will not be comfortable, a pair of eyes are empty without a trace of emotion, giving others a sense of ominousness and uneasiness.

There is also the problem that when he is staring at his face with one eye, he is staring at his chest with the other; While one eye is staring at the chest, the other is staring at the crotch.

Hua Manhu has been stared at crazy, crazy, his body has been stared at faintly painful, and when he is stared at by those eyes, it seems to be poked by a gun.

His sword had swung out, stabbing out like a rainbow.

Then he saw the man slowly retract the gun, which was slowly dripping with blood, and his man stood like a stone statue, straighter than the gun in his hand.

When the tip of the sword was less than three inches away from the man's chest, Hua Manhu suddenly found that a bloody hole appeared in his chest.

A bloody hole, blood suddenly spurted out of it.

Hua Manhu's face had been twisted and distorted by surprise, disbelief, and pain, and then fell like dead flesh.

They arrived almost at the same time, and none of them had the habit of making others wait.

Cao Tianding stared at his people, his gun, his clothes...... Everything about him was seen carefully and carefully.

Years of killing and being killed have taught him a truth, never underestimate any opponent, never let go of any opportunity to kill the other party, so he is waiting for the opportunity to start, if there is no opportunity, he must create an opportunity.

The man stood like a stone statue, his body straighter than the gun in his hand, and said, "You can make a move." ”

Cao Tianding said: "Why don't you make a move?" ”

The man said, "Okay." ”

As soon as the word "good" came out, Cao Tianding saw this person slowly retract the gun, and the tip of the gun slowly dripped blood.

He didn't see how this man made a move, only how this man stopped, and he didn't even find the joy and pleasure of the duel before he collapsed, and his life was about to end.

Cao Tianding slipped like mud, and the expression on his face showed indescribable surprise and pain.

He stared at the gun, which was dripping with blood, and said, "What a fast gun." ”

The man was silent.

Cao Tianding laughed, his snot, saliva, and tears were all flowing out, and he ignored it completely.

He was as motionless as dead flesh, and there was still a look of ridicule, disbelief, and pain on his face.

Sunset.

His life is coming to an end, and this is also the most beautiful and moving moment of the sunset.

He dropped the knife in his hand, everything on his body, and desperately pounced on the sunset .......

The man was silent.

"Kill me, you're not the best in the world."

The man listened and watched.

"You at least killed Yang Mingdao....."

His flesh-like face, motionless, bloomed with indescribable, indescribable viciousness, fear, and pain.

The world is looking sideways.

There are no guards, no calligraphy and paintings of celebrities, no peerless beauty ......, and even the sunshine and stars and moon have become less gentle and moving here. But it is one of the most admired and awe-inspiring places in the rivers and lakes.

He was no longer young, and every old wrinkle on his face was filled with an indescribable, indescribable loneliness, emptiness, pride, and brilliance.

He had no friends, and his wife was not her real wife, and after he was seriously injured, the woman tricked him into drinking two jars of old white dry to get his flesh and have children.

When the woman got the child, she also got loneliness, emptiness, hunger, and need.

She was hungry and thirsty, and when she couldn't stand it anymore, she drank desperately, and then desperately went to a man to quench her hunger and thirst.

But her body and moans have become forbidden places and silent voices in the rivers and lakes.

Seven major schools and four great families...... She died under her loneliness, emptiness, hunger, thirst, and need, and that year was the most beautiful, moving, and attractive time in a woman's life.

Dead Lake, a man, a sword.

Yang Mingdao sat in the center of the lake, quietly waiting, waiting for someone to come and find him to duel.

Most of his life was not given to his wife and children, nor to his hobbies, but to wait with his opponents.

The man slowly approached the Dead Lake.

A cloak, a gun, a man.

While the man was staring at Yang Mingdao's face with one eye, the other eye was staring at his chest, and while one eye was staring at his chest, the other eye was staring at his crotch.

The man stood as tall as a stone statue, straighter than the gun in his hand, and said, "I'll find you to duel." ”

Yang Mingdao opened his eyes, silently, nodded, and waited.

He had seen a lot of people looking for him to duel, and in the position where this person was standing, some people turned over in the air, some came straight forward, some people swung their swords without coming, and some even used some secret method to steal to their side, and some used ninjutsu to dive into the water......

He wondered what would happen to this man.

Because the first thing he felt when he saw this man was very special.

Very special people will have a special way to duel him.

He was sure that he had never dueled or killed such a man.

The man slowly poked the gun into the lake, stirring slowly, and then the lake began to whirlpool, and the whirlpool grew larger and smaller, and then dried up.

Yang Mingdao sat on top of the whirlpool, the gun was moving, and the whirlpool was also moving, moving to the earth.

The man said, "Please." ”

Yang Mingdao swung his sword.

His sword swung out, the sword light flashed, and everything in heaven and earth seemed to be under the blade of the sword, as if it would lose its vitality and life at any time. He wanted to kill not only this man, but also everything in heaven and earth, alive, piece by piece.

The man fell, struggled and got back to his feet, the left half of his body covered in flesh and blood.

The man covered the wound with one hand, and the wound was in the ribs, four or five of which had been severed, but his body was still standing like a stone statue, straighter than the gun in his hand.

Pain, loneliness, sadness、..... None of them can bend him.

His gun was also dripping with blood, dripping with the blood of his opponents.

Yang Mingdao's face was distorted with surprise, pain, and excitement.

He covered the bloody hole that kept bleeding out, and said, "We haven't decided the winner yet?" ”

The man nodded.

Yang Ming said: "Then what will happen in the end?" ”

It took a long time for the man to shake his head slowly.

Yang Mingdao laughed.

The color of boredom and boredom in the smile is even stronger, a boredom and boredom that goes deep into the bone marrow and soul.

He said, "I'm going to give you something." ”

The man said, "What is it?" ”

Yang Ming said: "If you hold this thing, the world will look at it." ”

The man was silent.

Yang Mingdao laughed and cut off his head and threw it to this person.

The man sighed.

In the sigh, there is an indescribable, indescribable loneliness.

No matter what era a person is in, it is not very difficult to find a friend or confidant, but it is not so simple to find a good opponent.

His body was suddenly falling, losing control, struggling, rolling ......, and then he fainted, he didn't know what this place was, he couldn't tell if it was a gutter, or a meadow, or a road, or a cemetery,......。