Nong Yingjie originally went to block his good junior sister He Rongzhi on a deserted path.

This person usually looks at the oil cavity and smooth tone, but in fact, there is a thick and fine tone.

When he heard that Senior Sister He was looking for Qiu Songhe, he knew that this junior sister who loved to laugh and coquettish would definitely hit the iron plate today.

So Nong Yingjie rushed over to comfort this junior sister.

Sure enough, he guessed the beginning, and followed the junior sister who was holding back tears from a distance to this deserted path.

But he never expected that what would happen later would be so many subtleties.

Now the junior sister is alive and dead, and the black-clothed man who blackmailed them is missing.

What's even more hateful is that his natural opponent of Nong Yingjie, Qiu Songhe, is walking towards him step by step.

And said to him, "I am here for you!"

As soon as Nong Yingjie heard these words, which seemed to float out of an ice cave, he already knew that he couldn't hide the matter with Zhi'er.

Since he couldn't hide it, Nong Yingjie no longer concealed it, and asked bluntly: "Where is Zhi'er?"

Although he asked, the ominous premonition in his heart intensified, and he was really afraid of hearing some bad news from Qiu Songhe's mouth.

But God doesn't pity Nong Yingjie's infatuation.

Qiu Songhe still said coldly: "Since you like this slut so much, I will send you to see him!"

With that, he drew a long sword from his side.

Nong Yingjie squinted his eyes and stared at the long sword tightly.

He knew the sword all too well. Once upon a time, it was exactly the same two handles. It was the master who gave him two favorite apprentices - Nong Yingjie and Qiu Songhe.

Since the master made the decision to marry Zhi'er's junior sister to Qiu Songhe, Nong Yingjie has never used this sword like a negative spirit.

As for Qiu Songhe, when he got this sword, he made a grateful look to his master.

After that, he also put this sword on the shelf, and he has not seen him wear it for many years.

Now that he had suddenly taken the sword, the meaning of it was clear at a glance.

Qiu Songhe came prepared today, just to share the victory or defeat with him Nong Yingjie!

Nong Yingjie no longer knows how long he has been unconscious in the grass.

Although he is awake now, his hands and legs are still numb.

Not to mention that he was unarmed at this time, even if he held the long sword in his hand, he would have long been unable to defeat the increasingly sophisticated Qiu master.

But at this moment, Nong Yingjie, who has always been hippie and smiling, has a murderous intention in his eyes.

His face trembled uncontrollably, and he asked Qiu Songhe again: "Zhi'er is dead?"

Nong Yingjiehao did not shy away from calling his wife's maiden name in front of Qiu Songhe.

Because at this time, Nong Yingjie has already been released.

In his heart, Zhi'er is no longer Qiu Songhe's wife, and she is no longer the wife of the head of the Huashan faction.

is the younger sister of his childhood sweetheart, and it is a good match that he has been waiting for all his life.

These words provoked Qiu Songhe to look up to the sky and laugh, and then looked at Nong Yingjie with a disgusted expression, and said: "You have a mouthful of Zhi'er, you have already fornicated if you want to come!"

Today I want the lives of you two sluts, and I can't count it as indiscriminate killing of innocents!

He Rongzhi, this, has been killed by me, and you will be the next one to die!"

When Nong Yingjie heard this, his eyes were bloody. finally verified that "Zhi'er is dead", and he has no worries in his heart and no reason to live!

Nong Yingjie shouted, and then crashed into the black shadow opposite.

This time, he no longer had any scruples about guarding and dodging, and he had the idea of losing both, and he wanted to drag Qiu Songhe's life to death.

It's a pity that if Nong Yingjie hadn't been shut up for most of the day, maybe he would have been able to drag Qiu Songhe to death.

But now, even if he wants to work hard, it's a pity that the internal strength of his whole body can't be penetrated no matter what.

Qiu Songhe was suddenly startled by his senior brother's eyes as if he was about to eat people.

When I saw him unsteady and stumbling again, I was slightly relieved:

This fat man has been eating and waiting for death for many years, and he has become so weak that he is so weak!

Sure enough, Nong Yingjie's impotent pounce made no achievements, and Qiu Songhe easily shook it over, and pierced the flesh of Nong Yingjie's vest with a sword.

The sword was sharp and slender, picking out a line of blood in the dusky air.

Look at this thief again, it seems that he does not suffer pain. Still using brute force to pounce on Qiu Songhe!

Qiu Songhe originally wanted Nong Yingjie's life, so naturally he would not be soft.

The thin sword in his hand danced wildly again, and the white dots of light on the tip of the sword surged in the air as if frightened.

Every time he flew, he pierced a bloody hole in Nong Yingjie's body.

It didn't take long for Nong Yingjie to become a bloody man.

But at this time, Nong Yingjie had only one thought left: pounce on Qiu Songhe and strangle him with his own hands!

Nong Yingjie didn't know that his Zhi'er was also strangled to death by Qiu Songhe.

It's just that with his current unarmed situation, there is no other way than to strangle Qiu Songhe.

Since Nong Yingjie has no idea of survival, he naturally becomes more difficult to deal with than usual.

I saw that although he was poked by Qiu Songhe's sword with a lot of blood holes, he still tried to pounce on the other party again and again.

Both of them used to be the hope of the Huashan faction, but now they are both red-eyed.

Finally, after Qiu Songhe's flaw, Nong Yingjie pressed his opponent tightly to the ground.

He desperately opened his palms wide, and the two tiger mouths were tightly closed on Qiu Songhe's neck.

Qiu Songhe didn't expect that he would fight with this man so ugly.

Back then, the master also took a great fancy to him, and sure enough, the trapped beast was still fighting, and he still couldn't be underestimated.

But such thoughts were soon replaced by another fear.

Because Qiu Songhe found that Nong Yingjie was surprisingly powerful at this time.

Seeing him staggering before, he also said that his kung fu had regressed.

At this time, Qiu Songhe felt that he couldn't pull this guy's hands away from his neck no matter what.

On the contrary, Nong Yingjie's hands gathered more and more together, and there was a great tendency to strangle Qiu Songhe to death.

This Nong Yingjie used too much force at this time, and the blood columns in more than a dozen blood holes on his body flowed wildly. It's almost going to dove through the clothes of both of them.

Qiu Songhe knew that if he didn't want to find a way, then his dream and the future of the Huashan faction would come to naught.

At this time, he also gambled with his life, and no longer tried to pull away Nong Yingjie's hands. Instead, he tried to touch the long sword that had been dropped beside him.

Just as his eyes were about to blur, his fingers finally reached the hilt of the sword.

Qiu Songhe is also a person who must not die. He picked up the long sword with his backhand, reversed the blade and plunged it directly into Nong Yingjie's vest.

This piece of force was used violently, in addition to penetrating Nong Yingjie's heart, a little sword tip also passed through Nong Yingjie's body, piercing the skin in front of Qiu Songhe.

It was the sting of this point that pulled back Qiu Songhe, who was gradually about to lose consciousness.

At this time, these two former Huashan pride sons were stacked together in embarrassment.

A long sword nailed them together like a string of sugar gourds.

Today, the sword still shines with the light of the setting sun.

Nong Yingjie, who was pressed on it, was already stiff, and at this moment, he could no longer feel pain, nor would he be tired.

The soul was finally freed from the shackles of the body, and the warmth slowly rose, and he was going to rush to the underworld to meet his senior sister Zhi'er.

Looking back at the feud still lying on the ground, it was not worth laughing.

Is it better to live with shackles, or is it better to get rid of "asking but not getting" and follow my sister?

If you can drink Xia Mengpo soup together, maybe you can reunite again in the next life.

And Qiu Songhe, who was pressed below, finally let out a long breath.

He jerked over Nong Yingjie's body and slowly sat up again.

This senior brother grew up with him, and may be more talented than him.

But if there are two of them, only one can live. I'm sorry, it must be him who hates Songhe!

This person who is obsessed with women can't go far in the end.

And the only one who can continue to walk with Huashan is himself!