The sword in Qi Ying'er's hand was groaning. Not a sword, but a cold wind.

The snow stopped, but the cold wind still swept the land.

Of course, the cold wind also enveloped the five people in the woods, and it would not spare any corner of the world.

The bearded man said, "You have nowhere to run, don't waste our time." ”

The one-eyed dragon put down Sun Qiao'er on his shoulder, and Sun Qiao'er was lying on the snow, as if she had fainted. The appearance of fainting is even more ecstatic, the gesture cannot be described in words, it is the kind of posture that no man can refuse. But the others in the woods didn't pay any attention to her. There was only one person looking at her, but there was nothing he could do, and that person was Qi Ying'er.

The one-eyed dragon walked up to the scarface man and whispered, "Mr. Wu, let's get out of here now after we tie up this kid, the old boss is still waiting for us." ”

The scarface nodded.

The one-eyed dragon and the bearded man walked like Qi Ying'er step by step, and the pressure seemed to squash Qi Ying'er.

Qi Ying'er didn't react at all, his hands were full of sweat, his face was also sweaty, and his heart was indeed bleeding. He couldn't move half a step, his legs were numb, and his brain was numb.

The two slowly approached Qi Ying'er, and the two looked at him like a frightened little mouse, so they strode towards him.

It has always been a giant hand, it is the hand of the bearded man, grabbing Qi Ying'er's neck. With a scream, the snow on the ground was dyed red, slowly spreading bigger and bigger.

The bearded man fell to his knees, blood pouring out of his left wrist. The hand that was attached to it was now plunged into the snow. The one-eyed dragon reacted extremely quickly, and the bearded man had already flipped back and crossed three feet before he could scream.

The bearded man didn't see what it was, was it Dao Light, Sword Light?

The scar-faced man also became alert, clenching the hilt of the sword at his waist, and his dead gray eyes finally became a little brighter, but only for a moment, as short as the light, and immediately returned to the original dead man's eyes.

All that left the world was the sound of the cold wind and the screams of the bearded man.

In the days of Sanjiu, sweat oozed from the one-eyed dragon's forehead, and the iron crutch squeaked in his hand. Although he only has one eye, I am afraid that no one can see better than him. The light just now was the sword light, and it was the sword that Qi Ying'er was holding in her hand.

He drew the sword, the tip still dripping with blood. The moonlight and snow made the sword colder, colder, and more dangerous.

The hand holding the sword did not tremble at all, and the person holding the sword did not show the slightest fear. Some only have a chill, like an iceberg, which does not melt all year round.

Qi Ying'er didn't speak, looking at the sword, her eyes panicked, and the cold killing intent disappeared, replaced by fear, pain, nausea, and torment.

Qi Ying'er saw the hand on the snow, turned around and vomited, probably no one could imagine how uncomfortable he was at the moment. It wasn't the first time he had seen blood, but it was the first time he had hurt someone, and when he saw the blood that came out of his own hurting others, his stomach was churning, and his heart seemed to be about to hit his chest.

The bearded man stopped shouting, he raised his head to look at Qi Ying'er, who was vomiting, his whole face was distorted like a beast, and there were tears, saliva, and blood on his face. He stood up and threw a punch at Ying'er, who was vomiting, because of the pain and irritation, this punch used twelve points of force, and the tiger was angry. The one-eyed dragon shouted, "Stop!", but it was too late.

There was another cold light, and this time there was no scream, because the bearded man could no longer scream, and became a dead man, and the dead man could not speak.

Ying'er held the sword in her hand and stabbed the bearded man in the chest, piercing his heart.

A nine-foot man had fallen to the snow, on the snow, which had long been stained red with blood. Probably he never thought he would die, at least not tonight, and no one knows what he thought at the moment before he died, because he was already dead.

And Qi Ying'er still held that sword, that cold sword, a sharp sword, a dangerous sword.

He turned around and vomited again.

The one-eyed dragon couldn't help but cry as he watched his brother die. They have lived in a village since they were children, and they have had a friendship for more than 40 years, and their love is as deep as the sea, but now they see their brother dead, how can they not cry? He is the most evil person in the world, he is also a human being, and he also has seven emotions and six desires.

Although the one-eyed dragon was sad, he was clear-headed, and he could see that this kid was weird. His brother was tall and strong, and even had the strength to pull out a weeping willow, but now he died at the hands of a twelve-year-old child. I don't blame my brother for his clumsy martial arts, it's just that this kid is too strange. The one-eyed dragon immediately walked up to the scarface man and said, "Mr. Wu, this kid killed Zhao Han, it's very weird. ”

The scar-faced man frowned, staring at Qi Ying'er who was vomiting with a pair of dead gray eyes, and didn't say anything.

The one-eyed dragon said again: "Mr. Wu, he killed my brother, and his life cannot be spared." No matter how you punish me, I will also avenge Zhao Han, and if the old boss is blamed in the future, I will have no regrets when I die. ”

The scar-faced man's gaze shifted from Qi Ying'er to the one-eyed dragon, and said coldly: "The old master said that he can't be killed." Anyone who saw those eyes would have difficulty breathing, and he added: "Whoever disobeys the orders of the old master will also die." ”

The one-eyed dragon was furious and jumped away: "Wu Jungang! I will kill him today no matter what, to avenge my brother! I don't care what bullshit old man is, I have already seen that you are not pleasing to the eye! If you stop me, I will kill you first!"

Wu Jungang's face was still gloomy, the moon had gradually sunk in the west, and the scar on his face was even more terrifying. He still said coldly: "Now, whether you kill him or not, you will die." ”

The one-eyed dragon held the iron crutch and shouted, "I killed ......"

Before he could finish the word, his head was already a foot away from his body, and he died faster and more swiftly than his brother, and there was no trace of pain on his face, for he had not yet had time to make a painful expression. It was a long, thin sword, and if you tell it, people don't believe that such a thin sword can cut off a person's head. It's a pity that no one saw that scene, no one saw how Wu Jungang made a move, not even Qi Ying'er.

Qi Ying'er stopped vomiting, and there was another corpse, this corpse was ten times worse than the bearded man, but Qi Ying'er had nothing in her stomach that could be vomited, not even a drop of stomach acid.

Although Qi Ying'er didn't see how the one-eyed dragon died, he knew who killed it, no one here would kill the one-eyed dragon except for himself and the scar-faced man in front of him, and it was even more impossible for Sun Qiao'er, who fainted to the side.

But Qi Ying'er was still surprised and frightened and asked, "You killed him?"

Wu Jungang said: "Yes." ”

Qi Ying'er said, "Isn't he your person?"

Wu Jungang: "Yes just now, now, he's just a dead man." ”

Qi Ying'er's stomach is not churning, but her heart is churning, is this man in front of her a human being?

Qi Ying'er asked again, "Why did you kill him?"

Wu Jungang said: "Because he wants to kill you." ”

Qi Ying'er was shocked by this answer, and said, "Aren't you here to kill me?"

Wu Jungang said: "No. His answer was always as simple, but every word was filled with the smell of death.

Qi Ying'er said, "Then can I go?"

Wu Jungang said: "No." ”

Qi Ying'er said: "Since you don't kill me, why can't you let me go." ”

Wu Jungang said: "Because I didn't let you go." ”

Wu Jungang is his name, but his person is the opposite of this righteous name, his person is ruthless and terrifying.

Wu Jungang slowly walked towards Qi Ying'er, Qi Ying'er was holding the sword in his hand, and the blood on the sword was already frozen. Wu Jungang walked over slowly, but the pressure on Qi Ying'er was more fierce and gloomy than the one-eyed dragon and giant man just now, like a hand holding your neck, and it became difficult to breathe.

Suddenly, Wu Jungang raised his hand and stabbed at Qi Ying'er, the speed was unimaginable. I saw a flash of cold light, and when there was a bang, Qi Ying'er blocked the thin sword, Wu Jungang took three steps back and put the sword into the sheath, but Qi Ying'er still maintained the posture of holding the sword. Strange to say, Qi Ying'er blocked Wu Jungang's sword, but his posture was only like slashing at the enemy, not like blocking, but attacking.

Wu Jungang said slowly: "Sure enough." ”

Qi Ying'er put away her posture and said, "Sure what?"

Wu Jungang shot a dead man's gaze at him again, and said, "You really don't know any swordsmanship. ”

Qi Ying'er exclaimed, "How do you know?"

Wu Jungang showed a grim smile, his smile was far more terrible than not laughing, his scar could make him look like a demon in hell. I just heard him say: "Every move and style you make is a conditioned reflex, and it is not a unique move in any swordsmanship at all." The giant man just now should not have died, because he didn't know that you would stab him directly, and he was negligent, because he didn't expect that this was actually one of the most basic uses of the sword. "He wasn't a man who liked to talk a lot, but now he said more than he had spoken in the past two or three days, just because he was happy, and nothing fascinated him more than the sword, and nothing fascinated him more than a powerful swordsman. But the twelve-year-old child in front of him brought him joy that he had never had, this little child not only did not know swordsmanship, but sometimes he couldn't even hold a sword steadily, but such a child killed a giant man dozens of times more powerful than him with a sword. Such an interesting thing, how could Wu Jungang not be happy?

Qi Ying'er was indeed stunned, he knew that he didn't know how to swordsmanship, but he accidentally stabbed the bearded man to death with a sword just now, he thought that this would scare the other two away, but he didn't expect this scar-faced man to touch himself so thoroughly with just one sword. He felt like he was standing on the edge of a cliff now, and the stones under his feet kept falling off the cliff. If he goes on like this, will he be like those stones? This is fine, at least he won't have to suffer, but it's a pity that he will die in the forest before he can achieve his ambition.

Wu Jungang said again: "But,"

Qi Ying'er said: "But what?" Qi Ying'er was pretending to be calm, he didn't want the other party to know the fear in his heart, but this was not what he wanted to hide, in front of those eyes, in front of that sword, who wouldn't be afraid?

Wu Jungang said: "But if you don't have that sword, if you change to another sword, I'm afraid that the block just now will be cut off by me." ”

Only then did Qi Ying'er think of that thin sword, the sword that separated people from their heads. "If I change to another sword, I'm afraid I will be cut off?" Qi Ying'er seemed to wake up, if it was cut off, the sword would kill him, did he want to kill me in the first place? Is it lying to me to say that he won't kill me? This man is really more dangerous than a beast!

Wu Jungang's pale face smiled even more terrifyingly, as if he already knew what Qi Ying'er was thinking.

Qi Ying'er now only thinks about leaving this ghost place and leaving this person, and if possible, he also wants to take Sun Qiao'er, who fainted to the side, away. But now, he is also unable to protect himself.

Qi Ying'er said: "Why don't you kill me or let me go?"

Wu Jungang put away his smile, which was not a smile at all, and said, "I didn't kill you because you were useful, and I didn't let you go because you were useful." ”

What kind of answer is this? This is not an answer at all, this is a threat, this is not a threat, this is an order, a death order, if you don't receive your life, you won't die.

Wu Jungang said: "But,"

Qi Ying'er said: "But what?"

Wu Jungang said: "But you have to promise me one thing, I can give you half a pillar of incense time to let you escape, but if I can still find you after half a pillar of incense, you will never have a chance to leave." ”

Qi Ying'er asked, "What's the matter?"

Wu Jungang said word for word: "Leave your sword!"

Qi Ying'er didn't seem to believe his ears, so he left the sword and let me go? Ying'er didn't plan to agree, he knew that the only thing that could save his life now was the sword in his hand, and if he threw away the sword, he would obediently tie himself up and send him to the tiger's mouth. Of course, Qi Ying'er was not so stupid, and vetoed it.

Wu Jungang smiled: "I knew you didn't want to." ”

I saw him turn around and walk slowly, and he walked towards Sun Qiao'er, who was still faint on the ground. Qi Ying'er suddenly felt bad, what was he going to do to her?

Wu Jungang drew his thin sword, pointed it at Sun Qiao'er's throat, and said, "I saw your eyes just now, it seems that it is right to bring her, sometimes the living are more useful than the dead." ”

Qi Ying'er was stunned, she must have inadvertently glanced at her when she wanted to escape with Sun Qiao'er just now, but she didn't expect this glance to become her fatal injury.

Wu Jungang said again: "If you leave the sword, I will let you take her with you, otherwise, you will only miss a dead woman in the future." ”

Wu Jungang is really more dangerous than a beast, more cunning than a fox, Qi Ying'er thinks that if he doesn't agree, he will kill Sun Qiao'er, although it was not his own hand that killed Sun Qiao'er, but he also died because of himself, which is no different from killing her with his own hands! Sun Qiao'er is bent on saving herself, how can she forget the great kindness, even if she dies, she can't let Sun Qiao'er die!

Qi Ying'er looked up at the sky, and the snow was falling from the air, desolate. I was enthusiastic and wanted to explore the rivers and lakes, but I didn't expect that as soon as I stepped into the rivers and lakes, life and death were already uncertain. Qi Ying'er looked up to the sky and sighed: "This is the rivers and lakes? Master, the apprentice can't find you." Grandpa, grandson is coming for you. ”

Qi Ying'er threw the sword at Wu Jungang, the sword was in the air, and with the cold wind, there was a sudden "ding", and the sword turned halfway until it was inserted into the tree behind Qi Ying'er. What looked like a silver needle had fallen into the snow and was gone.

Then there was another "dingdingding", and I saw Wu Jungang wielding a thin sword, fighting and retreating.

Su's right hand suddenly let go of the sword, but the sword did not fall, and he picked it up with his left hand again, wielding it. On his hanging right hand, there were several silver needles.