The knife didn't move, and the blood was gone.

The pale cheeks, without a trace of blood, had been stained red with blood, bloody red.

What about the living?

The knife has shaken, because the hand holding the knife is no longer steady.

The tiger gritted his teeth, the corners of his mouth were already twitching, and the cold sweat on his forehead flowed more.

He stared at the hand on the blade, the bloody hand.

The blood had fallen, but the hand was still extremely calm and steady, calm and steady like a hand without a trace of humanity, the magic hand.

Wusheng has already made a move.

But the gun was not out, and the hand holding the gun did not move at all.

Even if the gun didn't shoot, it was enough to make people fearful and timid.

He slowly pulled the knife away and stared at Xiashan Tiger's other hand, the other hand holding the scabbard.

The scabbard slowly leaned in.

The knife is in the sheath, and the light of the knife is gone.

The downhill tiger stared at Wusheng, "You ......." ”

The stone-like body was already shaking, as if it was going to fall down and die at any moment.

But the hands did not move, not a trace of trembling.

There will be no shaky hand in the hand of the killer, and there will not be a trace of error.

No one can understand why such a person would have such hands.

Wusheng suddenly raised his head and stared at the Xiashan Tiger, staring and poking at the knife in his palm, the knife was already in the sheath, and there would be no knife light, but he was still staring and poking.

Did that knife have something that attracted him? Isn't it glamorous enough?

The hand holding the knife was pale and weak, as if it had been completely stunned by the blow, and it was stunned to death.

Yang Qing wiped Wusheng's hand and stared at the Xiashan Tiger, "He doesn't want to kill you, you better go." ”

Wusheng nodded.

The tiger does not move, and it does not understand.

"You're not going to kill me?"

Wusheng nodded.

"I just ......."

Wusheng stared at the knife, "That's a good knife, it's really good." ”

The tiger was already breathing, the hand holding the knife had gradually relaxed, and every muscle on his cheeks had gradually relaxed, and it had gradually gained strength.

The man with the knife had gradually regained his confidence and courage, and he nodded.

"Okay, I'll go, you stay."

He walked out without looking back, and suddenly turned around again, staring at Wusheng's hand holding the gun, "We will definitely have a chance to meet, you have to live well, my knife will not humiliate you a second time." ”

Wusheng didn't insult his knife, nor did he break it.

What did he mean by insult?

Didn't you kill the dead? Or did he not release the anger and resentment in his heart?

Whatever the reason, he's gone.

A group of people on the long street left silently, walked to the center of the street, did not enter the center of the street, and disappeared into the center of the street.

Wusheng caressed Liu's body and stood like a stone statue, staring at her silently without words.

stared at her and slowly released the pain and grief in her heart, completely releasing it.

Liu ecstasy gently pressed against his chest, and he did not refuse.

Wusheng sighed deeply, "He's dead." ”

Liu Ecstasy nodded and did not speak.

"He didn't die very painfully."

Liu ecstasy nodded.

"I didn't go through a painful process when I died."

Liu nodded ecstasy and wiped the tears from her cheeks, staring at the lifeless.

She has completely hidden her pain and grief, because this is no longer the time to release her pain and grief.

She had listened to Wusheng speak, and every word she said was of great help, with the ability and wisdom to live.

"This kind of swordsmanship is very good."

Yang Qing ordered a few delicate side dishes for Fluttershy, a jar of daughter red, and more than a dozen steamed buns.

She had already sat down and eaten, the chill in her eyes had gradually disappeared, and she patted her body, which gradually became warmer.

Yang Qing brought a bowl of wine to Wusheng, and quickly retracted, "I forgot, you don't drink." ”

She stared at Liu Ecstasy, put the wine glass in her hand, and smiled silently.

Willow ecstasy stared at lifeless.

Speechless, staring at the blood in his palm, which was also the blood of the Black Hawk.

Liu Ecstasy drank the wine in the glass, and her cheeks suddenly became indescribably red and blushing, and she put the wine glass on the table, and took the hand of the Black Hawk, and held it tightly.

As if he was afraid of losing him.

The hand had already become stiff and cold, and her heart had gradually become cold, cold and cold.

Yang Qing gritted her teeth slightly, wanting to get close to her body, but found that Wusheng was staring at her.

She didn't understand, so she went to lifeless.

Wusheng stared at her, "Don't go near her." ”

"Why?"

Speechless, long sighs.

When there is a lot of pain and grief in a person's heart, does he need the right thing and the right opportunity to release it?

Has Liu Ecstasy reached the point where he couldn't bear the pain and grief in his heart? Isn't it time to release it?

No one saw her speak, and no one saw her cry.

She just held Black Hawk's hand tightly and quietly held his hand as well.

Whether it is excessive pain and excessive grief becomes impossible to see, unable to be experienced and understood with the naked eye, but to be understood with the heart.

Is she on the verge of pain and sorrow?

Isn't this also on the verge of death? On the verge of the end of life?

She stared at Black Hawk to see if she had said a lot of things that she didn't say with her mouth, but with her heart.

Whether it is with the mouth or the heart, as long as it can release the grievances and pain in the heart, it is a good thing, Yang Qing stared at her back, shook her head gently, and stared at Wusheng. "I was wrong."

Wusheng stared at Liu Ecstasy, and there was no trace of emotion in his empty eyes.

There is no emotion in the eyes, is there a lot of emotion in the heart? He let out a long sigh, "You're not wrong. ”

"I shouldn't have served the wine."

Wusheng caressed her body, which seemed to have become annoyed and remorseful because of that glass of wine.

"You didn't do anything wrong, nothing wrong at all."

Yang Qing stared at Wusheng, "Am I really right?" ”

Wusheng sighed deeply and stared at Liu Ecstasy, "You are a good woman, you are doing this, just helping her." ”

"I'm a girl, Miss Huanghua." She stared at Wusheng, and slowly became gentle again, "How can I help her?" ”

Wusheng stared at Yang Qing's cheeks, this was indeed a girl's cheeks, pure, colorful and blushing, "You can let her completely remove the burden in her heart." ”

"Baggage?"

"Yes, pain is a burden." Wusheng stared at Yang Qing, "If you carry that painful burden on your body for a longer time, the more bad it will be for your body, and over time, it will definitely collapse." ”

Yang Qing lowered her head and stared at her feet, as if she was already pondering.

Liu Ecstasy's hand slowly let go.

Has the burden in her heart been completely let go? Is it completely gone.

The hand is loosened, and the man has fallen.

Falling softly, there was no trace of blood on his cheeks, as if there was no trace of vitality.

The burden of pain has been removed, is the delicate body about to collapse?

Wu Chang sighed, picked up the willow ecstasy, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and slowly pasted his palm up.

He closed his eyes, did he not want to waste the effort to open them?

Have you decided to release all the internal forces of the body?

Is his release of internal force also like the release of the burden of pain? Leave no trace of complete release?

Isn't that cruel? Cold?

Yang Qing didn't speak, and held Wusheng's arm tightly, the arm holding the gun was still as calm, stable and hard as a stone statue.

But her hands were unstable, her heart was unstable, and everything became unstable.

The muscles on Wusheng's cheeks were shaking slightly, as if he was already struggling with something, as if he was trying extremely hard.

He said word by word, "Don't be afraid, it's okay, everything will be fine." ”

Yang Qing was silent, already nodding.

She had closed her eyes and was silently praying, hoping that the gods would understand and feel that they were in need.

The god didn't seem to feel her prayers, and several people had already walked in outside.

The two Taoist priests with dignified appearances, each carrying a long sword diagonally behind him.

The clothes fluttered in the cold wind, and the sword spikes swayed slowly.

The smile on their faces grew thicker and more intense.

"There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them."

"Yes, that's right."

They had already sat down at the table next to them, and one of them walked over, but was pulled by the other, "Don't worry, with the prestige and prestige of your pure Yangzi, won't you be able to make them run away?" ”

Chunyangzi's body was shocked, and the long sword behind his back had arrived in his hand, and he was held tightly and impartially.

The hilt of the sword was already in his palm, and his eyes were staring at Wusheng, "Jianghu Spear God, this name is not his self-styled, could it be that you Xianyunzi will underestimate him?" ”

Xian Yunzi coughed lightly, the sword on his back suddenly disappeared, and as soon as he stretched out his hands, he reached his hands.

Yang Qing was stunned.

Whoever sees such a kung fu can't help but be stunned, and she is no exception.

Not only was she frozen, but she was also terrified.

No matter what kind of characters in the rivers and lakes, at this time, as long as they come over, it is easy to assassinate them under the sword.

None of them are ordinary characters, and no matter who they are, they can see that they have a hand to take a sword, and they really don't look like third-rate swordsmen.

There may be many young swordsmen in the rivers and lakes who will admire and admire their sword kung fu, and there may be many people who regard them as their idols and keep pursuing their goals.

Yang Qing blocked them sideways, blocking them to the death, "Who are you?" ”

Chunyangzi held the hilt of the sword, the sword spike fluttered, and the smile on his face was already gloomy. "Are you Yang Qing?"

Yang Qing nodded, gritted her teeth, and refused to let go of the way.

"The God of Wealth?"

Yang Qing nodded, this name really made him happy and afraid, they actually knew their names.

Chunyangzi smiled, "The God of Wealth scatters wealth, it shouldn't be in the way, this is not in line with the morality of the rivers and lakes." ”

Yang Qing stared at Chunyangzi and gritted her teeth, "Yes, I am the God of Wealth, the God of Wealth wants to scatter wealth, and it should not stand in the way, this is not in line with the morality of the rivers and lakes, what you said is not wrong." ”

Chun Yangzi nodded, smiled, and waited for Yang Qing to get out of the way.

Yang Qing didn't get out of the way, and there was no hint of concession. "But you forgot something."

"Which point?"

"We all have emotions that we can't ignore, so it's also reasonable and reasonable for me to do this." Yang Qing sneered and gritted her teeth, "If there is no reason, there is no morality, and you can't talk about morality." ”

Jun Yangzi nodded, staring at Yang Qing's cheeks, her cheeks had stiffened from excessive panic and excessive fear, and there was no trace of a gentle smile.

He stared at Yang Qing, and gradually smiled, staring very proudly, and very enjoyable, this person stared at others in panic and fear, as if he was enjoying and being very comfortable.

"Are you willing to die for them?"

Yang Qing nodded and gritted her teeth.

Junyoko nodded, as if she was very pitiful and sympathetic, "Then you close your eyes, I don't like to kill a beautiful woman who opens her eyes, then I won't be able to sleep." ”

Xian Yunzi also smiled, smiling bitterly.

Yang Qing had actually closed her eyes, still blocking their way.

When she closed her eyes, she was already desperately thinking about lifelessness, thinking about lifeless chests, stone-like chests, hard, calm and warm chests.

It is also a chest that will make you feel and estrus.

Xian Yunzi lowered his head and sighed softly.

Chun Yangzi looked at the two tears that suddenly rolled down from the corners of Yang Qing's eyes, and his heart was already aching.

He smiled, and the pity in his eyes was even stronger, no matter what kind of man he was, as long as he was loved by such a woman, it was really a blessing and a kind of enjoyment.

"You're going to get ready, I'm going to draw my sword."

Yang Qing nodded.

"I'll draw my sword quickly, and there will be no pain."

Yang Qing nodded.

"I won't lie to you."

Yang Qing nodded.

"You must remember me when you die, I am one of the seven sons of Wudang, Chunyangzi."

Yang Qing nodded.

"You must not kill innocents indiscriminately, just remember to find me."

Yang Qing nodded.

Xian Yunzi smiled and smiled bitterly.