The sword did not move, and the spike of the sword was still fluttering.

The sky was dead black, there were no stars, no moon and no light, and there were candles on the side.

There is no softness in the cold wind, and Fluttershy shiveres, and the chill gradually rises in the night.

Fluttershy smiles and stares at Wusheng, who stares at the palanquin and the millions.

Qian Million stared at the sedan chair, "Are you undressed?" ”

The Silver Needle Boy was already smiling, "Why don't you come in and have a look?" ”

Qian Million also smiled, "If you are a woman, what should I do with this frivolous sin?" ”

The silver needle boy slowly stretched out his hand and hooked his fingers.

The green tendon on Qian Million's forehead suddenly jumped, he didn't speak, and the tip of the sword was slowly stretched out.

Reach out to the curtain.

In the cold wind, the sword spike fluttered more urgently, but the curtain did not tremble at all, and it was motionless like a stone door.

The hand suddenly touched the tip of the sword.

Just a light touch, and there is no superfluous movement.

Not far away, Qian Million's subordinates seemed to be about to explode, and they obviously knew the power of that hand.

The tip of the sword was still trembling slightly, and the hand had slowly retracted.

"It's a good sword."

Qian Million didn't understand and didn't speak.

"I've touched many swords, and this is a good sword among good swords."

Qian Million blinked and stared at the stone door-like curtain, "You also like swords?" ”

The Silver Needle Boy smiled, "I like to fold swords. ”

Qian Million admired the tip of the sword trembling slightly, and the hand holding the sword seemed to have enjoyed a kind of pleasure.

The hand holding the sword seemed to be moving, and it was as if it was not moving.

This subtle change should not have been discovered by anyone, perhaps only the most considerate lover will feel it, and the lover's heart will never leave, and there are many, many changes to feel?

And what about the opponent?

Do you feel it too? The heart of the lover will never leave the reason for love, and the heart of the opponent will not leave at any time, the reason is victory or defeat.

To win is to live, to lose is to die, and there is no choice.

If a lover's love is selfless, wouldn't the opponent's victory or defeat be even more selfless?

How can an opponent think of someone else at the moment of a duel? Aren't they all thinking about how to bring the other person down?

The hand has been retracted, and the man has sighed.

Qian Million didn't understand, the muscles on his cheeks didn't tremble, and the green tendons in the corners of his forehead were already throbbing.

No one can understand the meaning of the silver needle boy.

Fluttershy suddenly took Lifeless's hand and shook it softly, "Why don't you see them moving?" ”

Silent without life.

"You must know that."

Wusheng nodded.

"Speak up and listen."

Silent without life.

"Tell me about it, I'd love to hear it."

She couldn't stand it anymore with curiosity, and the heart in her stomach seemed to be about to leap out.

The hand shook softly, soft and expectant.

Wusheng nodded.

Fluttershy is already waiting, staring at lifeless.

Silent without life.

The empty eyes are still staring and poking at the sedan chair, staring and poking at the millions.

His heart, his soul, seemed to be on the bodies of those two people, as if a gambler was staring at the dice in the bowl, staring motionlessly, as if nothing else could disturb him in the slightest.

He watched the duel between the two, as if the merry boy was watching a group of beautiful women writhing their butts.

Fluttershy smiles wryly.

"What do you want to know?"

When he finally speaks, Fluttershy laughs.

"I wonder why they didn't move?"

"Have they been fighting for years?"

"Yes, they are fighting openly, secretly, virtually, in real battles, or official fights, and the number of times is no less than three hundred."

"Do you care about the time?"

Fluttershy is a little confused.

What does that mean? Are you waiting?

"Are they waiting for something?"

Wusheng nodded, "Yes, they are not in a hurry, since it is the last shot, they will not be in a hurry." ”

"They were patient."

Wusheng nodded.

"And they're comparing patience?"

Wusheng shook his head.

"And what are they waiting for?"

Fluttershy stares at the stone-like cheeks of the lifeless statue, as if she could never give birth to emotion.

"They're getting to know each other."

"Know each other?"

Wusheng nodded, "The art of war is cloudy, you know yourself and your opponent, and you can win all battles." ”

Fluttershy understands, "They've known each other for years. ”

"Yes, but not enough."

"That's not enough?"

"It's not enough, they want to know more."

Fluttershy smiled, "The more they know, the better the odds." ”

Wusheng nodded.

"None of them want to fail?"

"Yes, because they can't afford to lose, and they don't dare to lose."

Fluttershy nods.

She seemed to understand, but she didn't.

The two major forces in the rivers and lakes are fighting to the death, and the impact will be great?

The victorious side has everything in possession of the loser, and the end of defeat is death, everything in front of him is empty, and the loser's money, power, women's ......, and so on, will be completely possessed, and there will be no attempt to break free.

This fact is cruel and vicious.

The pair of singers and dancers in the peony workshop on the street may be mostly the lovers and relatives of the losers.

So they can't afford to lose, and they don't dare to lose.

No matter who loses, disaster will soon befall the losing side, the woman in the family may cry and cry bitterly in the arms of others, and the child may be reduced to the streets, become beggars, and there will never be a book to read, and there will never be a warm clothes to wear.

The price is so great that they are very careful and afraid of failure.

In the dark night, a ghostly group of people floated in, each with a sword in his hand, and the hand holding the sword did not leave the hilt.

Suddenly stopped not far away, standing motionless.

Pitch-black clothes, pale hands, and a calm and powerful gaze.

Fluttershy gasped, as if frightened by the tragic defeat, "Aren't they wise to do that?" ”

Silent without life.

What is wisdom in the affairs of the rivers and lakes? What is pedantic? Who can tell the difference?

Whether it is pedantic or wise, as long as it is alive, it is right, it is victorious, victory can be high, defeat is trampled under the feet, you can also completely possess everything that fails, enjoy everything of the loser, the loser's lover, lovers, and women are all the trophies of the winner, because defeat is death, and death is not needed for these.

Fluttershy suddenly vomits.

She suddenly remembered that the dancer with light tulle and delicate body in the night, trying to twist his waist in front of Qian Million, trying to release the coquettishness and pleasure on his body, so that Qian Million was satisfied.

Isn't their effort to release them just trying to live?

The hand did not move, the tip of the sword had subsided, and the trembling had disappeared.

Qian Million stared at the sedan chair, his smile remained unchanged, and the group of black-clothed people behind him didn't seem to see it, and they couldn't make him change a bit.

His heart, his soul, seemed to have become one with this palanquin.

"You're patient?"

The Silver Needle Boy smiled, "Aren't you the same?" ”

"You've always wanted to force me out of the stargazing tower, and now you've done it."

"Yes, but that's also because you don't want to stay and want to come out and hang out on your own."

Qian Million blinked.

He actually knew about it, doesn't this mean that the silver needle boy knew that Qian Million was acting and knew that he wanted to lure him out.

This conspiracy can't hide from the Silver Needle Boy.

All these plans have failed, isn't the Silver Needle Boy already prepared?

The smile of the silver needle boy remained unchanged, "You are acting so hard, you just want to lure the snake out of the hole, isn't it?" ”

Qian Million nodded, and he had admitted.

"The snake has come out of the hole, has the nouveau riche found where the seven inches are?"

Money millions are silent.

He didn't seem to find it, and he couldn't find it, and the snake that became a sperm was not so easy to find, because those seven inches must have been hidden by death.

This is the key to victory, life and death.

The sword didn't move, and the spike of the sword writhed vaguely in the cold wind.

"You know all this?"

"You're working so hard, if I don't know, won't I live up to your wishes?" The silver needle boy smiled a little secretly.

"What if you get it?"

The Silver Needle Boy smiled, not facing the words, "Do you know who they are?" ”

Qian Million didn't look at it, his eyes didn't seem to leave the sedan chair for a moment, the curtain didn't move, and the stone door didn't move.

He smiled, "Are they your concubines?" Isn't that a good mouthful? ”

The silver needle boy was silent.

There was already a gasp in it, a gasp of excessive rage.

"They stood there motionless, were they waiting for the meteor to appear, and then made a wish that I would die sooner?" The laughter of the money millions has been loud, crazy, and bad.

No matter what kind of drama is performing, if you don't get applause, you will be excited and crazy.

He is no exception, the well-designed trap is actually bullshit in the eyes of this person, which is not only intolerable and face-to-face, but also heart-wrenching and sad.

The water on his clothes had dried, and he had used the heat of his body to completely expel every drop of water.

In the cold wind, you can vaguely smell the mush, mushy and bitter smell.

The silver needle boy suddenly smiled, "Isn't this pot water very smelly?" ”

Money millions are silent.

The smile of the silver needle boy is more obscene and vicious, and there are many kinds of human laughter, and this one of them is perhaps the most undesirable to face. "I've checked this taste, and I can't get this taste out without a pot of rice to burn paste."

Qian million was silent, but he was already breathing.

Such a thorough plan has been seen by this person, and he said it leisurely.

"It smells good."

Qian Million didn't understand and didn't speak.

What does that mean? Do you still want to humiliate the plan?

"This pot of rice really shouldn't be fed to the pigs, you really should taste it."

Qian million tried to control his anger, and the anger at this time may be more poisonous than poison.

I don't understand this sentence, why would this person say such a thing?

"You may not understand the truth of eating paste and growing your eyes."

Qian Million's anger gradually subsided, and he smiled bitterly.

He knows the truth of eating paste to grow his eyes, and when he was a child, he often ate pasted cakes, but he didn't want to eat them, and adults lied to children to eat them.

He smiled bitterly but didn't make a sound, and there was no trace of a wry smile.

"Are you tired of acting?"

Qian Million smiled, "Then aren't you more tired to watch?" ”

"Yes, we're all tired."

Qian Million nodded.

The silver needle boy suddenly stretched out his hand again, and hooked Qian Wan again, "Come in when you're tired, sit down together, and have a good chat." ”

Qian Million stared at that hand, silent, and did not move.

"Why don't you come in?"

The silver-needle boy was already invited, and the hand was stretched out longer.

Qian Million didn't move, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

That hand had gently stroked the tip of the sword, as if an amorous girl was caressing her lover's cheek.

The tip of the sword trembled slightly, but the hand holding the sword was still steady.

Fluttershy stares at the hand, suddenly hiding behind Lifeless and clutching her cloak tightly.

She seemed to sense something dangerous.

At this moment, the hand suddenly pinched the tip of the sword, and the green tendons on the back of the hand were already raised high.

Money millions have gasped.

He had realized that the strength in that hand was far more terrifying than he had imagined.

The hand was slowly retracting, and the tip of the sword was approaching.

Qian Million's body has been moved alive.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed a sword light suddenly growing at his feet.

The sword light suddenly floated out, stabbing Qian Million's chest, this sword was fierce, fierce, fierce and evil.

Qian Million kicked out, the sword light suddenly disappeared, and the person holding the sword suddenly disappeared into the night.

The body suddenly entered the sedan chair, and the sedan chair suddenly floated up and floated into the night.

He had been dragged in by the Silver Needle Boy.

Smoke drifted past and followed the sedan chair.

Fluttershy gasps and opens her eyes, staring at the courtyards below, terrified.

"You're following?"

Wusheng nodded.

"You're looking for the Silver Needle?"

Wusheng nodded.

"You're not afraid that Qian Million will kill him?"

Without saying a word, his body suddenly shook and turned over, and he was already standing on the sedan chair like a stone statue.

The sword light in the sedan car flew, and the figure swayed.

Neither of them wants to wait, and they have both chosen to do it, because neither of them will give the other a chance.

The sedan chair is swaying more and more, sometimes sideways, sometimes twisting, changing and fluttering.

Wusheng kicked suddenly, and the sedan chair slammed into the mountain, suddenly shattered, and two figures suddenly appeared inside.

The figure appeared, the sword light was colder, and the sword qi was even colder.

The two of them had slowly drifted up along the mountain, and there was no pause, and neither of them wanted to give the other a rest.

Fluttershy watches as the rocks roll down, the figure moving away, and the sword light fluttering violently in the night.

"They're far away, shouldn't we come closer?"

Wusheng nodded.

A light smoke floated up towards the two figures.

The cold wind is colder, the sword wind is colder, and the figures are still changing and fluttering.

Wusheng had suddenly floated past, and suddenly stood on top of the mountain like a stone statue.

"You actually got him?"

"He's coming for you, he's going to kill you."

Facing the cold wind, I vaguely heard them floating up in the sword wind, drifting closer and closer.

Fluttershy has seen Qian Million laugh viciously and maniacally, and the sword light in her hand flutters more rapidly and violently, the tip of the sword does not touch the rock, but the rock is faintly shaking and slipping.

She pointed to the sword light, "That's a million?" ”

Wusheng nodded.

A smile appeared on Fluttershy's face, "They're coming up soon?" ”

Wusheng nodded.

Fluttershy stares at Silverneedle as he retreats in the wind of swords, a cold light faintly appearing in her hand, but she can't tell what weapon it is.

"What kind of weapon does the Silver Needle Boy use?"

She had been foolish, but she could never see what it was, not a sword, nor a sword, for a sword was never that long.