The gun didn't move, and neither did the hand holding it.

Banjin suddenly walked over, stared at the third child's sword, stared at the hand holding the sword, and said coldly, "You also use a sword?" ”

The hand holding the sword gradually changed, the green tendons gradually appeared, and the coldness in his eyes was fluttering.

He said coldly, "Yes, I'm a swordsman. ”

Banjin sneered, "Coincidentally, I'm also a swordsman." ”

The third nodded.

He moved slowly, leaning towards the woods, his hands not letting go or being unsteady.

This sword is also good and stable.

Half a catty had already followed, and he also stared coldly at the third child and leaned over.

His hand did not touch the hilt of the sword.

Can he still hold a sword? Is it no longer possible to hold a sword and kill?

Fluttershy was already worried, "Will he be able to hold the sword?" ”

Wusheng nodded.

"He can actually hold a sword?" Fluttershy exhales heavily.

Wusheng nodded.

"How do you see that?"

"I don't see it."

"Did he tell you?"

"It's not."

"And how do you know?"

"I feel it."

Fluttershy doesn't believe it, but hopes it's true, and she doesn't want to see half a pound die under another sword.

The boss didn't move, his eyes narrowed, and he seemed confident in the sword.

"You're not worried about your friend at all?"

Silent without life.

"He has very little chance of living."

Silent without life.

"The third child's sword has killed a lot of people, and most of them are very good swordsmen."

Silent without life.

At this time, a group of officials came from afar, without a trace of expression on their faces.

The thin and transparent red silk loomed, and the inside became mysterious and gloomy, and a pair of dog eyes stared straight ahead.

This man is a dog-headed man.

"Dog-headed." The boss's eyes were filled with fear.

The people in the underworld seem to be afraid of this guillotine, and he is no exception.

The blood-red eyes were already staring at the boss, and the dog-headed priest walked slowly, as if he was not in a hurry.

Woods and forests.

The second child struggled to get up, jumped up, and swept into the distance.

He didn't have to flee far when he saw two officials in front of him, holding chains in their hands.

The chain suddenly flew out and flew towards the second child.

Knife swing.

The chains clanged, and the light of the sword disappeared in an instant.

Suddenly man has fallen to the ground.

He was bound, his hand trembling, and the knife was not far away, but it was twisted and distorted.

One officer picked up the knife, and another picked it up.

Suddenly he walked out.

The movements were extremely skilful and fast, and it was clear that they were very knowledgeable about this kind of thing.

For those who run away, they don't spend more time.

The doghead nodded.

The guillotine has been put down, and the red silk is already in his hand.

It has not been opened, and the cold light has fluttered.

Murderous knives are very particular, and the more murderous knives are, the more exquisite they may be.

This guillotine is no exception.

The doghead nodded.

The official with the flask nodded.

The guillotine has been lifted.

The blade has completely appeared, and the chill is even stronger, more frightening, and chilling.

The official took out the snow-white soft cloth from his arms, and took out a wine jug, which was tilted, and the wine had flowed onto the snow-white soft cloth, and then gently wiped the blade.

The blade is brighter and colder.

The hand holding the sword held the hilt tightly, but it was not unsheathed, and the third child also saw the two officials stop not far away, standing motionless.

The hand was shaking, and cold sweat was pouring from the corners of his forehead.

The two officials did not move, the chains in their hands were already tinkling, and even if they did not move, it was enough to make people feel uneasy.

The third child is already restless.

The hand was restless, the sword was unsheathed, the hand was unsteady.

Banjin stared at the third child coldly, and said coldly, "Your sword is unstable?" ”

The third child's breathing gradually became short, "Yes, but it is enough to kill you." ”

"You know me?"

"Of course I do." The third child stared coldly at Banjin, "You are a drunkard on Chang'an Street, a drunkard who has no use." ”

Banjin nodded and sneered, "Why is your sword unsheathed yet?" Don't you dare to draw your sword anymore? ”

The sword is unsheathed.

The sword light flew out and flew towards the throat of half a catty.

His hands were unsteady, but they were still fast and accurate.

The two officials did not move, the chains in their hands jingled, and there was no hint of intention.

At this moment, another sword light suddenly floated out.

Blood flew out.

The sword "ding" landed, and the person did not fall, one hand held his throat tightly, and the other hand pointed hard at half a catty.

His mouth hissed, trying to squeeze out a few words.

"Your sword ......."

The man fell limply, his eyes staring at the front, as if he was dead and did not believe that he would die under the sword.

The blood on the blade of the sword was still drifting.

The hand holding the sword was magically stable, steady and calm.

His eyes had drifted to the blade of the sword, and his expression had become indescribably joyful and joyful.

His heart, his soul, suddenly became very full and satisfied.

"I finally got my sword in hand."

His voice was not loud, and this was meant for himself.

The two officials walked over slowly, as if they didn't see the man, and picked up the bones.

They walked slowly towards the doghead.

The bones were laid down, and the man stood aside.

The snow-white soft cloth had been thrown into the barrel, and the man was already nodding.

Everything is ready, just waiting for the prisoner to be put in the prison.

The doghead nodded.

The guillotine suddenly opened wider, and the chill on the blade was even colder.

The knife flashed, and then flashed, and then flashed.

Gegege made three sudden sounds, and his body was broken into three parts.

The boss didn't move, as if he couldn't move, his hand still gripping the handle of the hammer tightly, and he didn't want to relax for a moment.

He watched as the second child was cut into three sections, and the bloody three sections had fallen into the barrel.

The barrel has been removed and replaced with a new one.

The barrel has been lowered, is there still someone to be cast?

The dog head stared at the boss and walked over slowly, "Shouldn't you go too?" ”

The boss stared coldly at the doghead and said coldly, "You are the owner of the doghead?" ”

The doghead nodded.

"Do you have a rule?"

The doghead nodded.

"Is there a kind of guillotine that you can't do?"

The doghead nodded.

"If you can defeat that guillotine, you don't have to die, do you?"

"Yes." The doghead nodded. "As long as you escape my guillotine, it means that you have not broken the law, it means that you are very kind, and kind people do not have to die."

"If you die under your guillotine, you are breaking the law, and if you don't die under your guillotine, you are not breaking the law, right?"

Kotou nodded, "You want to give it a try?" ”

The Boss nodded.

The dog-headed guillotine had already grasped the handle of the knife, and the thin, transparent red silk had writhed in the soft wind.

Fluttershy clings to lifeless's arms and doesn't open her eyes.

Half a catty swept over, staring at Wusheng, staring at the gun in Wusheng's hand, "Did you not think of it?" ”

"I thought about it."

Half Jin stared at Wusheng in surprise, "You already felt it?" ”

"Yes, your hands are not wasted."

Half a catty's eyes already showed gratitude.

"You should have held the hilt of the sword a long time ago, this sword needs your hand to hold it."

The blood on the tip of the sword was dripping.

It was slowly sheathed, but there was no hint of letting go of that hand.

"How does it feel?"

Banjin stared at the hand holding the sword, and tears had already floated out.

"This is what you deserve, you have a sword in your heart, and that sword has not forsaken you."

Half a pound nodded.

His hand opened lightly, his strength became soft, and he was already caressing the hilt of his sword.

Sigh of nothingness.

It's really exciting to be reunited after a long absence.

Fluttershy looked at Half a Pound and smiled, "Half the sky is half the sky, and you haven't changed in the slightest." ”

Red Silk was still fluttering, and there was not a hint of a smile on his cheeks.

The doghead stared at the boss, "You can make a move." ”

The corners of the boss's eyes kept beating, but he never moved.

The hand gripped the handle of the hammer tightly, and did not let go in the slightest.

Wusheng faced the boss, staring and poking the hammer with empty eyes, "Are you scared?" ”

The boss stared at Wusheng coldly, "Okay." ”

As he spoke, the man suddenly pounced on the dog's head, raised his hammer high, and smashed it into the dog's head.

The doghead is already waiting.

The hammer the size of a skull swung and fell to the ground, and it didn't move.

The knife flashed, and then flashed, and then flashed.

Gegege made three sudden sounds, and his body was broken into three parts.

The dog's movements were more skilful and fast, and he clapped his hands and stared at Wusheng.

"The gun god is lifeless."

Wusheng nodded.

"Do you want to try this guillotine too?"

Silent without life.

"This guillotine hasn't killed anyone like you."

Silent without life.

Banjin suddenly stared at the dog's head and stared coldly, "I don't know if I can try this sword?" ”

The doghead stared at Banjin coldly, "I know you." ”

Half a pound is silent.

"You're half the sky?"

Half a catty nodded, "Half the sky twenty years ago, half a catty today." ”

"Your sword can kill?"

Half a catty nodded, the smile on his face was indescribably confident and extremely arrogant.

"Why are you called Half a catty?"

"Because I drank half a catty and got drunk, I called it half a catty."

The dog head nodded, "Why did you call it Half the Sky before?" ”

"Because my sword is very fast, when I shoot a sword, blood splashes the sky, the cold wind flutters, and the blood stains the sky for a long time."

The dog head sneered, "Then why did you suddenly become a drunkard?" ”

Half a catty stares at Fluttershy, even colder, but never utters a word.

His eyes were filled with indescribable resentment and resentment.

Fluttershy is shocked.

She couldn't figure out why Banjin became so cold, ruthless, and hated so much in the face of herself?

She couldn't help but shrink her body into Wusheng's arms, staring at Wusheng.

Innocent sighs, and Fluttershy hugs her tight. "Don't be afraid, we'll be fine."

Fluttershy nods.

"But why did he ......?"

"But he is a swordsman, a swordsman is a swordsman, a swordsman is born for the sword, and he will always die for the sword, which is not the same thing as his sword being shot down."

Half a catty nodded, staring coldly at Wusheng, coldly staring at the pitch-black gun.

"Yes, you're right, that's true."

The sword is unsheathed.

The sword stabbed out like a rainbow and stabbed at the dog's head.

The pitch-black chain suddenly tied up the sword blade, the sword qi did not change in the slightest, and the sword light did not have a trace of delicateness.