Chapter 268: The Style of the Sword (Page 1/1)

The knife stabbed in.

Impartially, it is submerging into Mo Jun's left chest.

The real touch of piercing the flesh and bones came, and with a "poof" sound, warm blood water spurted out and splashed on Liu Qianqian's face.

This knife pierced the heart with unmistakable accuracy.

The latter fell to the sky and was silent.

The blood spilled down, only making people feel inexplicably hot.

Liu Qianqian's eyes widened in horror, her face was full of astonishment, but she was stunned at that time.

Then, as soon as her hands were loosened, her legs went limp, and she collapsed to the ground.

Only the dagger that her father had given her still stood quietly, like a god standing with a sword.

Liu Qianqian was just out of resentment, so she tried her best to stab this knife desperately, she was a self-aware person, and she knew that even if she was ten thousand, she was definitely not the opponent of the man in white in front of her.

But she still stabbed this knife, not for anything else, just to cut off something, just like that day she swung the knife to cut off her own three thousand sorrows, but a karma.

Therefore, she never imagined the consequences, but subconsciously thought that the man in white would dodge or easily restrain himself with his backhand.

For him, this is an easy matter, Tai Chi can be cut, what is a weak girl?

But to Liu Qianqian's surprise, the other party did not dodge, let alone fight back, and did not even move. It's as if you're on trial of some kind, closing your eyes and waiting for the imminent sanctions.

This is an extremely fast knife, at least for Liu Qianqian, as fast as a blink of an eye.

Therefore, the castration of this knife is difficult to recover.

She just watched as the knife stabbed into the left chest of the man in white, not three inches, and then she watched the man in white fall, with a muffled sound, and lost his breath.

It wasn't until the warm blood pounded on her pale, haggard face that a string in her head snapped into her head that she realized what was happening in front of her.

But Liu Qianqian couldn't believe what was happening in front of her, so she was stunned.

Whether you are Tai Chi or Xingchen, the heart is a dead hole, and no one can return to heaven if this knife pierces it.

Liu Qianqian was completely stunned, although she swore to kill Mo Jun, she never thought that this oath would come true so quickly, so fast that she was caught off guard, and she didn't even have time to make even a trace of psychological preparation.

Because Liu Qianqian is a mediocrity, an indecisive mediocrity.

She was as strong as a rock in the face of many things, but she was also in the face of some

At the time, it was cowardly and laughable.

She had imagined countless times in her mind what it would be like when she faced the man in white again, and she had woven countless times what it would be like when she killed the man in white with her own hands.

Is it the hero's shortness of breath, or the love of children?

It is unknowable, and it is unpredictable, because man is unpredictable, so unpredictable.

But providence can give you an answer.

Liu Qianqian pounced as if she was crazy, her trembling hands probing the other's snort, caressing the other's chest, staining the scarlet of one hand, but the feedback was clearly telling her an unacceptable reality.

"Mojun, you, don't scare me......" Liu Qianqian sniffed, holding back a certain emotion in her heart, and at the same time looking forward to another answer.

The slender body was still warm, but there was no response.

"Get up!" she shouted again, but to no avail.

Suddenly the rain began to fall heavier.

"Fox, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to......" Liu Qianqian's voice was hoarse, as if she was exhausted, and finally cried.

She shook the white shadow that fell to the ground desperately, as if she had returned to that day, she had done something wrong to make the other party angry, and then begged for the other party's forgiveness with apologies.

But then, she was smiling, but now she is crying more than anyone else.

Because the thread in her heart that connected something was really broken.

Footsteps followed.

The hidden tabernacle was blown open again by the wind.

The dim candle flame in the tent gradually burned and faded, and after a flutter and flickering, it seemed to mourn and disappeared with the wind.

Brighter fires lit up the small tent in an instant, and at the same time brought a touch of warmth to the cold place.

Someone hurriedly asked, "Girl, are you alright?" I just heard you shouting...... Huh, what is this?"

"Someone died!"

When everyone saw the white figure lying on the ground, they couldn't help but exclaim, and then slowly moved the torch in their hands up, and their eyes moved to the face of the girl in the tent: "Girl, what happened?"

What they saw was that the latter was disheveled, short of breath, and his face was covered in pear blossoms.

For a while, I thought about it, as if I understood something.

Liu Qianqian's eyes were glazed, and she muttered, "A thief just touched in, and I ...... Kill him. ”

"Good kill!" As soon as the words fell, someone immediately cheered loudly.

"Yes! When I first saw the girl, I was already shocked, and I thought that it must not be safe in such a place. Sure enough, tonight I caught a bastard with bad intentions! Like this kind of person, kill and kill, is it possible that there are still girls who harm other families?"

The crowd was immediately filled with righteous indignation and began to condemn how such a young man had lost his conscience.

Liu Qianqian was just in a daze, without a look, ignoring everything in front of her.

Everyone thought that this girl was too frightened, so they couldn't help but feel pity and lamented: "It's a pity that the seniors of the Xiaoyao Hall went out to trouble the Four Seas Alliance tonight, if they are here, how can they allow this rat generation to do evil?"

"That's it!" one snorted angrily, and then said viciously: "Let's throw this kid into the mountains and feed the wolves, don't stay in this filthy eyeball!"

Everyone immediately agreed, lifted the man in white with all hands and feet, turned around and walked out.

"Wait!" Liu Qianqian finally came back to her senses, hurriedly got up and exclaimed, and stretched out her hand to stop it.

Everyone looked back and was puzzled: "Girl, what's wrong?"

Liu Qianqian's weakly held hand shrank back gloomily, she lowered her head slightly, and collapsed to the ground again.

"No...... It's okay. She muttered in a low voice, silent.

Put the knife right there with him.

Everyone scratched their heads and turned to leave, and the bright light of the fire faded away.

In the faint light behind the curtain, a crystal clear tear slipped down his face and fell to the ground.

Something in my heart also collapsed.

Soon after, in the middle of a barren mountain, the man in white who had been abandoned here suddenly opened his eyes, turned over and stood up.

Then a look of pain appeared on his face, and his expression was exaggerated.

"Damn, this little girl, it's really heavy! Fortunately, this son is talented, otherwise it would be really over!"

He squinted at the handle of the knife inserted in his left heart, and forced a smile: "If you take risks, you always have to pay a price...... Improvisation is also my son's forte!"

"But the way Nizi cried was quite touching. ”

The man in white wiped his nose and raised his eyes to look at the pitch-black sword blade on the peak, as if there was a fire in his eyes.

Then that white flickered away in the night.

"Oops, I think I forgot something!"

"Forget it, put the sword with her first. ”

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