The knife is not unsheathed, nor is it sheathed.

The cold sweat on the forehead has increased, the hand holding the knife is still as stable as a cornerstone, and the green tendons on the hand holding the knife have slowly and violently shaken.

The cold, bleak night, the hazy, indifferent moonlight.

Red Snow lowered her head and stared at the earth.

The hard, merciless earth was covered with remnant leaves, and the remnants of the leaves did not move, nor did the knife in his hand.

Is it just a move and the game will be over?

He wanted to know this, but he didn't want to try it, because he wasn't sure, he didn't have a single thing.

The person behind him was already staring at him, and as long as he made the slightest movement, he would make a move, and maybe a shot would kill him.

Behind him stood a cold man, holding a cold sword tightly in his hand.

The sword was not unsheathed, and the murderous aura was already fluttering.

His words were even colder, and every word he uttered was like a cold sword, piercing someone else's heart.

It's as if he wants to pierce and stab someone else's heart alive.

"Your knife is steady."

Hongxue nodded, silent, and did not move.

"You can still kill?"

Hongxue nodded.

"You want to kill too?"

Hongxue nodded.

"You want to kill more people too?"

Hongxue nodded.

He didn't know why the man was saying these things, these strange, incomprehensible words.

So he only nodded.

The people in the back had already laughed and sneered.

"The dead people under your knife have all broken the law, and no one is an exception."

Hongxue nodded.

"What about the people who are not dead under your sword?"

"There is no offense."

"If you can't kill someone, you're not breaking the law."

"Yes, everyone I killed was against the law."

This sentence is very contradictory, ridiculous, and even more funny, the person who lives under the knife just doesn't break the law, and the person who dies under the knife just breaks the law.

Whether or not he has broken the law does not seem to depend on whether he has actually broken the law, but whether he can live under his knife, and if he is alive, he has not broken the law, and if he dies, he has broken the law.

Red Snow was silent.

The people in the back laughed again, smiling even colder.

"It's fun, it's really fun."

Red Snow was silent.

"So, your knife is really not an ordinary knife."

Hongxue nodded.

"What if you die by my sword today?"

"I broke the law, so I deserve to die."

The people in the back laughed again, laughing incomprehensibly.

He didn't understand this, and the others were confused.

Yang Qing only felt that there was something wrong with this person, isn't this just that the two of them are desperate, if they lose, they will break the law, and if they win, they will not break the law.

Hongxue didn't move, he still didn't make a move, calm and steady, steady and ruthless, cold-blooded.

"You're right."

Hongxue nodded, no objection.

"But you're doing it wrong."

"What did I do wrong?"

"You shouldn't have broken the law, you're only breaking the law here, nothing else."

Hongxue was silent, and the green tendons in the corners of her forehead had skyrocketed like poisonous snakes, as if she was very angry.

"Do you think you're done with the parting spell?"

Hongxue was silent, neither admitting nor denying it.

"That's right, the parting spell is a very serious death and injury, two protectors, two close-fitting, four heavenly kings, and even the welcome pine is unlucky." The man laughed harder, colder, and more poisonous. "But you don't know yet, there are seven eagles, seven eagles of flesh and blood."

This sentence not only surprised Hongxue, but also surprised Yang Qing.

Liu ecstasy stared at the man, "I don't know you. ”

"You don't have to know me, you don't have to know me, you just need to know that you are the master of the parting spell." The man suddenly stared at Hongxue's back, every muscle in his back was already twitching, "Do you think that the parting spell is over, and you want to take the opportunity to show it, and you want to build up your majesty?" ”

Hongxue was silent, and the blood red in his eyes gradually dimmed, and gradually lost its luster.

"So today you are destined to break the law, and you are destined to lose."

Hongxue gritted her teeth, "You have a total of seven eagles?" ”

"Yes."

"What kind of eagle are you?"

"I'm Black Hawk."

When he said Black Hawk, Hongxue suddenly turned her head and the knife came out of its sheath.

The sword was already flashing, and the blood-red eyes were already staring ahead.

It was pitch black ahead, no people, and no eagles.

The blood-red sword flashed, and suddenly disappeared, disappearing into nothingness.

Hongxue's cheeks were suddenly twisted and deformed, and suddenly she slowly fell, like dead flesh.

He gritted his teeth and stared at this man, who didn't look like a human.

Black Eagle stared at the blood on the sword's body, staring at the drops rolling down, as if he was very comfortable and satisfied.

Willow ecstasy stared at his man, his sword.

"How did I not know there were Seven Eagles?"

The tip of the Black Eagle's sword rubbed against the red snow clothes, and slowly sheathed it before staring at the willow ecstasy.

He stared at Liu Ecstasy with a smile, but this smile was extremely respectful, extremely cheerful, as if it was a lowly believer facing God, indescribable worship and joy.

"It's really good that you're okay."

Liu ecstasy stared at him, staring at the hot-blooded young man, full of passion and the power of hope.

No matter what kind of difficulties they have, they may not want to make them bow and fall, even if they are dead, they should not think that death can only make them die, but it will not make them give in.

Because he was so young, very brave, and every corner of his body was full of confidence, courage, and strength.

All he lacked now was a smile, a smile of approval.

Maybe he doesn't need any credit, he doesn't need any status, just a shallow smile.

It is enough to admit that he exists, that he has been glorious.

Black Hawk stared at Willow Ecstasy, already waiting.

Liu Ecstasy smiled, weakly and tiredly, but still laughed.

She wasn't a saint, she wasn't a cold-blooded person, and her smile might really be less noble and less holy to herself.

But it's different for others.

Black Eagle smiled and stared at her, staring at her ecstasy, majesty, and tenderness.

He walked over with a smile, and suddenly stretched out a hand, which slowly stuck to the body of Liu Ecstasy, and then smiled.

smiled and offered the internal force frantically.

Liu ecstasy stared at him, "You're so young. ”

Black Hawk nodded, "Not only am I young, but the others are also young, and they are also very enthusiastic. ”

When he spoke of enthusiasm, his cheeks were already full of smiles, a kind of warm smile.

Liu was silent, and the tears on his face had slipped down.

Black Eagle stared silently at Willow's ecstasy, staring at the tears rolling on her cheeks, and smiled even more enthusiastically.

"Everything will be fine, the pursuit of the rivers and lakes is very scary, but we are not weak."

Liu ecstasy stared at the Black Hawk, staring at the mouth of the falling Black Hawk speaking, "Really? ”

Black Hawk nodded. "It's true, it's not fake, it's all arranged by one person."

"Who is it?"

"Personal Strategist."

When he spoke of his personal military advisor, he had lowered his head and was reluctant to raise his head.

The head hangs low, but it is easier to see how sad it is? What a grief.

"The military advisor knows that his life is short, and everything has been arranged, so he ......."

"So what?"

This sentence was not said by Liu Ecstasy, it was said by Yang Qing, and Liu Ecstasy stared at the black eagle, staring at his sadness and grief.

"Therefore, the owner of the parting spell will definitely be very safe, leave here safely, and go to the parting mountain safely."

Liu ecstasy stared at his grief and grief, caressing his body, and was speechless.

Maybe there is no need to say anything.

Because what she wants to say, they have already understood, so they will do whatever it takes to fight hard, desperately for more honor and majesty, status and fame in the rivers and lakes.

That's why the rivers and lakes will be in chaos, and there will be parting, and many people will part.

What are these multitudes getting in exchange for parting?

Liu ecstasy stared at the moonlight, and the moon on the horizon was brighter and rounder.

Her heart tingled and twitched even more.

She suddenly regretted that she did not have the strength to let them lie down before the full moon, to lie down comfortably, and not to suffer that kind of pain and torture again.

The night was getting darker and the chill was getting stronger.

The color of loneliness is even more intense and unbearable, especially the prodigal son who has been wandering in the rivers and lakes for a long time, the prodigal son who has no family, no money, no lover, and almost nothing, the pain in their hearts has been violently tormented and sad at this time.

The kind of loneliness and emptiness that no one really understands, the kind of sourness and loneliness that no one really tastes.

The wine is gone, and there are no words.

The moon was brighter, and the cold, unforgiving night was fluttering.

The pain and torment in the heart have been indulged, as if the strength and joy in the body are not being extinguished, as if the hope and excitement in the body are going to be wiped out alive.

Didn't speak, and didn't have to speak.

There was nothing more between them, what was there?

It was to see, to see him endure the torment, to endure the torment that no one endured.

The tears are exhausted, and the strength is exhausted.

What's left? Is it faith? Is it hope? Is it courage? Or is it the never-ending, never-ending devotion?

She stared at the night, at the moon hanging low.

My heart was already in intense pain, and I felt intense pity and sympathy.

Everyone only saw her pain, pity, and sympathy, and no one saw who was enduring pain and torture in her eyes.

Who did she see?

The Sword King lay across the earth, cold, hard, and merciless.

The tears in the corners of the eyes have dried, and there are no more tears in the eyes, and there is no longer sadness.

Because the tears have dried, and the sadness has become numb.

So there is no trace of sadness in every wrinkle on the cheeks, let alone a trace of tears.

His body seemed to have completely parted with pain, torment.

Perhaps, when he was tormented, his spirit and mind had completely separated from his body, and the pain and torment of his body had nothing to do with him.

So he's alive and still panting.

All he could think about now was gasping, and as long as he was breathing, he could wait, waiting for the night to disappear, for the moonlight to disappear, and for the pain and torment to disappear with it.

The matchmaker is already sighing deeply.

Gazing at the Sword King, gazing at every corner of the Sword King's body.

Every corner of the Sword King seemed to be twitching, twisting, and deforming violently, as if the person had completely spasmed and collapsed in this intense pain.

......。