Chapter 282: The knife is divided into life and death, and it is also intercessed

Rumble!

When the night god turned around and took off the ghost cry mask that represented the night death, revealing a perfect and delicate face that did not resemble a man and did not belong to the world, but this incomparably handsome and evil face was destroyed by a sword mark that pierced his cheeks, but even so, it added a bit of masculinity to him that belonged to a man alone. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And Ding Buer in the moment of witnessing the true face of the night god, the memories hidden in his mind are like a flood bursting the embankment, pouring out, turbulent Ding Buer's mind, unable to calm down, it is an unforgettable time, the turning point of fate is so similar, the two people who have been separated for many years, have experienced different circumstances, in this isolated foreign place, fate will connect the two together again, just like the two years ago in that dim and desperate prison, one big and one small promise, I thought that I could never meet again to fulfill the promise, in today, whether it will be continued。

Memory returned, in that prison of despair and helplessness, ruthless and cold, when Ding Buer, who was still in his infancy, had just experienced the pain of losing his mother, he was sent to that desperate place full of darkness, struggle, and killing, and he was beaten inhumanely, and he met a thin figure who was weaker than him, trembling and curling up in the corner and crying silently, for some reason, at the moment he saw this thin figure, Ding Buer had a strong desire to protect in his heart, maybe this is the wonderful fate, who can say clearly。

"What's your name?"

"They all call me .... Jiu'er!"

"Jiu'er? haha, my name is Yingtian, don't be afraid, my brother will protect you in the future!"

"Win.... Sky... Brother, what you said... Is it true?"

"Of course!"

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For some reason, without a trace, two equally ill-fated people made a promise in this dim prison that they could never forget for a lifetime, and in the following days they practiced this Zitong's joking promise, until a sudden catastrophe separated the fate of the two and embarked on different paths, one continued to struggle alone in that purgatory, and the other lost his memory and became a humble blood slave, stepping step by step on the edge of death, until Ding Buji appeared.

Sometimes Ding Buer is also thinking about whether he is Ding Buer or Win the Sky, whether he is a visitor from another world or is he reincarnated in this world, and finally awakens his memory, he is Ding Buer and Win the Sky, because everything is too real, but for the current Ding Buer, this is no longer important, whether Ding Buer is or Win the Sky, he is him, just as there is no same fallen leaf in the world, there is a different color.

"You're really... Do you really not remember me?

Seeing Ding Buer fall into silence, the night god was excited, knowing that Ding Buer had mostly remembered himself, how many days and nights, looking forward to the person in his memory appearing again, he was willing to pay everything for this, because without winning the sky, there would be no current night god, but unfortunately things are not people, how can the dead come back to life, it is too ridiculous to look forward to, until the two met in the forbidden land of the Blood Demon Sect, I wanted to solve a few small troubles by the way, but I sensed the familiar breath in my memory, even if this breath is far stronger than the original I don't know how many times, but the essence will not change in the slightest, and the night god's discrimination of the breath can be said to be a talent, is also one of the ways for the night god to stand out from the many killers in the heavenly capital, and it just so happens that he has never forgotten Ding Buer's breath, so after Ding Buer burst out with power to block his sneak attack, he had doubts and chose to leave first.

What Ding Buer didn't know was that after he entered the endless blood abyss, a person was already secretly waiting for his arrival, when Ding Buer appeared in the Ghost King City, there was a person who had been observing in the dark, although Ding Buer had a faint induction, but the two were far apart, and the night god was proficient in the art of assassination, unless the night god was close to Ding Buer's keenest ten zhang, otherwise Ding Buer could not detect the existence of the night god at all, of course, this is Ding Buer has not yet obtained the gluttony, condensed the fighting method in front of the body, in front of Ding Buer's condensed fighting law body, after breaking through the strength, it was also born The whim of the martial arts master in the previous life is different from the strange induction of Buddhism, The power of the whim, in the previous life, it was able to fulfill its extraordinaryness many times, otherwise in that world where all kinds of firearms are widely used, how can a warrior still be invincible under powerful firearms, and in this world, Ding Buer's magical power is even more powerful, and anyone who has a purpose for him within a hundred zhang can not escape Ding Buji's eyes.

Although the night god suspected that Ding Buji was the person in his memory, but many years of killer experience told him that the breath is not something that cannot be imitated, so he chose to observe secretly, but after Ding Buji entered the ghost king city, he first entered the mysterious shop, and the night god could not continue to follow, the old man in the mysterious shop was too terrifying, Ding Buji did not perceive the existence of the night god at that time, but the old man found out, and the warning in his eyes made him fall like a glacier, and even his soul was trembling in fear.

And when Ding Buer came out of the mystery shop, he quickly entered the inn in retreat, and the night god couldn't be observed, and finally waited for Ding Buer to come out of retreat, but Ding Buer was quickly discovered by Ding Buer, who had no choice but to lead Ding Buer to this place, as for the real determination of Ding Buer's identity, it was the song "Soul of the Night".

Because there is only one person who can understand this song so far, that is, Yingtian, that is the rhythm hidden in the bones, Ding Buji's killing intent as a killer of the night god can certainly feel it, and after listening to the "Soul of the Night", Ding Buji's killing intent dissipated with the song, and undoubtedly finally determined Ding Buer's identity, try to ask the night god after enduring a long period of loneliness and pain, how not to be excited, how not to be worried, Yingtian, the only relative in his heart.

"Haha, you are the Night God Nine Songs, you can take my knife, your doubts are self-solved, you can't take it, don't say more!"

Suddenly, the plot flipped, Ding Buer's killing machine rose again, with a bang, the magic knife was unsheathed, the cold light appeared, a blood practice directly took the life of the night god, it cannot be hidden, it cannot be avoided, the cold knife is ruthless, it does not contain impurities, the magic knife is fierce, only the killing intent, it is a reunion of old friends, why did it suddenly kill, what kind of calculations did Ding Buer have in his heart, maybe Ding Buer doesn't know, this knife, the knife is divided into life and death.

"Okay! Let me see how your strength has improved in many years, Brother Yingtian!"

Seeing Ding Fuji brazenly stab, the night god was also surprised, but after years of experience as a killer, he has cultivated a calm heart in a crisis, and his quick reaction ability can quickly respond.

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