The jackal simply left his loose garment open again, and the glittering blade lay quietly back into its sheath.

The jackal's hands were back into his sleeves, his steps were sluggish, the figure was sad, and he sat alone on the bench, countless lonely and lonely.

Meng Qingyi was puzzled.

"Why don't you fight. ”

Jackal vicissitudes.

"No need to fight. ”

Meng Qingyi muttered.

"But I haven't had it yet. ”

Jackal Road.

"But I'm out of wine. ”

Only then did Meng Qingyi realize that the glass of wine that Shi Cai threw in the air had already spilled into a puddle and remained on the ground.

Meng Qingyi said.

"So, Lao Hu doesn't plan to kill anyone?"

Jackal Road.

"A glass of wine, a head. If you can't drink this glass of wine, you won't be able to raise the slightest murderous spirit. ”

So Meng Qingyi pulled him, side by side with the jackal, and sat down on the bench.

A few moments ago, this was a man who wanted to take his own life, but now he sat side by side, and he didn't know how to feel in his heart.

It's just that Fang Cai's body and mind have really undergone a baptism.

For him, Meng Qingyi rarely hides his secrets and often exposes his weaknesses.

So when he saw Meng Qingyi fighting one knife with three knives, on the one hand, he had to marvel that Meng Qingyi was worthy of being the fastest among the knives, and on the other hand, he had to sigh at Meng Qingyi's deep and flexible experience.

However, the jackal's thick second knife really taught him to understand the breadth and profundity of the knife, which can not only infuse all the brutal power, but also have the possibility of confusion.

At the moment when the air froze, Meng Qingyi in the battle situation was paralyzed all over his body, and outside the battle situation, his blood was also sealed, and he couldn't move.

Now he thinks that if he faces such a knife, he is afraid that he will make up his mind to fight with the jackal, and then he will only be cut in half and his head will be in a different place.

Just out of thin air, cold sweat has broken out on his cheeks.

was seen by Meng Qingyi, Meng Qingyi smiled.

"The best at fighting in the Great Wilderness, no matter how you arrange it, Lao Hu can be listed in the top ten. No matter how you think about it, if you want to beat Lao Hu, it's a fantasy. ”

Meng Qingyi pushed him with his elbow and continued.

"But you don't have to be depressed. Wait another three or five or seven years, and when Lao Hu is fifty, he will definitely be able to kill him. After all, no one can disobey old age. ”

Meng Qingyi said so grandly, the jackal sitting on the side could naturally hear it.

Regarding Meng Qingyi's statement, Jackal disagreed.

So the jackal snapped.

"There are exceptions. ”

There are exceptions to everything in the world.

It's just that even Meng Qingyi can't think of it.

Meng Qingyi asked.

"Who. ”

The jackal's voice is loud.

"Guan is alone. ”

This hero of his generation is the only person that Jackal admires from the bottom of his heart.

In the more than 40 years of his life, the jackal has only been masked three times with Guan Du. The first time, the two were young, and in the chat, the jackal planned to continue to roam the rivers and lakes, and Guan Duxiang had already decided to join the army; the second time was the battle of Tangcheng, and the two of them fought for the firmness of their hearts, and finally the jackal was defeated; the third time, it was more than ten years ago, when Guan Duxiang personally persuaded the jackal to join the horse road.

For the jackal, it is really difficult to say whether Guan Duxiang is a friend or foe.

Meng Qingyi shrugged her shoulders, a little incredulous.

"You also respect Lao Guan so much?"

Jackal Road.

"When you see the day when you pass the test, you will understand that the so-called heroes of the world today are all fart. ”

Of course, Meng Qingyi couldn't see it, because Guan Duji was already in prison at this time.