It is said that there is a knife on the head of the color word, and the wisdom of the ancestors is not made up, but summed up from actual life.

With Zhang Daqiu's martial arts cultivation, even if he is drunk, when facing a life and death crisis, he also has a warning and premonition.

Especially in the case of sleepless internal force that cannot be used at night, pulling hairpins and stabbing throats, which seem to be subtle movements, are actually easy to capture, as long as you are a little vigilant.

However, at this moment, this thief has completely indulged in the psychedelic gentleness constructed by sleepless nights, and cannot extricate himself.

Especially on the chin, I am enjoying a wonderful stroke, and my mind is flying into an indescribable imagination......

With such indulgence, where can you still feel the impending danger?

Ouyang Xiu, a writer and martial arts master of the Northern Song Dynasty, and the founder of the "Drunkard School", a giant of today's Jianghu sect, once said, "Husbands and disasters often accumulate in the slightest, and wisdom and courage are mostly trapped in drowning." ”

Some big names in history have overturned in wine, not to mention small goods like Zhang Daqiu!

Until the sharp copper hairpin, which had pierced the throat, the sharp tingling sensation, the cold feeling of the rupture of the blood vessels, overshadowed the anesthetic feeling of the wine, and it had not even extinguished the illusion of this thief.

Zhang Daqiu even thought that this was some kind of special game.

And Sleepless Night didn't intend to give him time to react at all, just like stabbing Aunt Yang to death before, "one stab, two twists, three pounds", such actions were staged again.

The copper hairpin pierced into the throat, in the hands of the sleepless night, was not idle for half a breath, and became a crazy weapon of destruction.

Suddenly, blood flowed like a torrent of blood, and an astonishing blood hole bloomed in the middle of the throat.

Zhang Daqiu's sluggish reaction nerves finally realized at this moment that what kind of game was this, this was simply a long-planned assassination.

The instinct to survive replaces all thinking.

His right hand was raised sharply, clasping the sleepless wrist tightly, blocking the momentum of continuing to pierce his throat.

The internal force was running violently, and the blood sprayed was immediately sealed by the internal force, and the copper hairpin, which was sleepless at night, couldn't go in half a step, couldn't be withdrawn, and was forced to be stuck in the throat.

The sleepless silver teeth were about to crush, and the little flesh on his face trembled.

Zhang Daqiu lifted the blindfold, his eyes were full of bloodshot hatred, and he wanted to tear the sleepless night to shreds: "You dare to kill me?!" ”

A stinky and poisonous internal force was transmitted from Zhang Daqiu's hand, which immediately blinded the sleepless dantian and polluted his original internal force.

Before the sleepless internal power could be used freely, he was especially taboo about his poisonous palm, let alone now?

A feeling of nausea that wanted to vomit out a lake struck deep into my lungs.

The blood in his chest surged, the tip of his throat was sweet, and a strip of black blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. This is the consequence of the contamination of the blood in the chest cavity with poisonous true qi.

The black blood slid down the jaw groove and dripped on the Luo skirt, splashing an astonishing black blood splash.

The name of this thief's "stinky palm" is indeed well deserved!

Sleepless at night smiled and said: "Ahem, how dare the concubine kill, ahem, dare to kill the minister?" Isn't this still a game? Ahem. ”

The black blood choked into his trachea, irritating him to cough incessantly, and the passage was said in fits and starts.

He still exerted force with both hands in defiance, trying to dig the hairpin deeper and cause more damage.

"!" Zhang Daqiu kicked it and knocked Sleepless to the ground.

Standing up, holding the copper hairpin stuck in his throat with one hand, plugging the wound, and pinching the sleepless neck with the other, anger crawled all over his body like lice.

"I'm going to break your neck!"

The thief roared, his voice was a little broken, thinking that it was Fang Cai, the sleepless copper hairpin pierced his vocal belt.

Coughtyptysis while talking looks particularly terrifying, and it is difficult to exert all the strength of pinching the neck of sleepless nights.

But even so, this is not something that the current sleepless nights can bear.

At the time of life and death, the internal force in the body of Sleepless Night operated wildly, and it completely became an ownerless force, and it was divided into two parts, one of which was anterograde and one was retrograde.

Anterograde, when you go to the shoulder well point, this road is not passable, and you forcibly rush to the acupoint, and the whole body is painful;

Retrograde, go to the middle of the acupoint, there is no way forward, turn back directly.

The two internal forces met, as if thunder and lightning were connected, and many internal injuries were collided.

In addition, after receiving Zhang Daqiu's poisonous true qi, he only felt like he was burning all over his body at night, and there was no pain in his whole body.

Since birth, I have never suffered such pain, compared to this, the pain of being choked tightly by Zhang Daqiu is simply not worth mentioning.

In this small bamboo house, the situation became deadlocked:

Zhang Daqiu had a copper hairpin in his throat, although he was trying to control it with internal force, he was still gurgling and bleeding, and it was difficult to stop it for a while, and because the wound area was too large, he had lost too much blood before, and the whole person had now become a little confused;

Sleepless at night, the internal force in the body is disordered, and it is contaminated by the poisonous internal force, eroding the internal organs, and the throat is strangled to death, almost on the verge of dying.

Compared with the two, Zhang Daqiu is slightly better.

If it is handled properly, it is not impossible to use his internal strength and cultivation to support a good doctor to treat him, prescribe the right medicine for his throat, trachea, vocal cords, etc., and save a life.

And sleepless nights, if no miracle happens, it is a game of death.

Zhang Daqiu looked at Sleepless Night with a wicked smile on his face, and a few fragments of tissue in his throat came out of his mouth, which should have been caused by Sleepless Night slamming his throat just now.

This thief's expression was hideous and terrifying, he was like a devil crawling out of the grave, and his mouth was slurred because of too many flesh and blood fragments, but when he was sleepless at night, he still heard a few key words, such as "slut", "death", "master", "together", etc.

He immediately felt the increase in the strength of Zhang Daqiu's hand, and his neck, which was already choked to death, had a tendency to break.

Wanting to breathe has become a luxury, and the trachea is probably going to be squeezed into a line, and it has long been unable to support the passage of airflow, and at this time, there is only one thought left in his mind: "I'm going to die."

At this moment, dying is no longer an unacceptable thing.

When all other thoughts cease to exist, death becomes the only real and palpable state, and no judgment is involved.

There is no good, there is no bad, there is no regret and no joy.

Just like a baby coming out of the birth canal, that cry is not the sorrow of nostalgia for the previous life, nor is it a wail for the suffering of this life.

Crying, just crying.

Doctors may say that it is to activate the heart and lungs.

For the baby, however, he is just following a great instinct, the instinct of birth, without superimposing any meaning on it.

The instinct of death spread rapidly within the sleepless body, and he didn't even put up any resistance, his consciousness waited for death in confusion.