"Hehe, I think Brother Hua seems to be drunk. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Zhuo Yifan smiled.

The flower knife monk shook his head, then turned the short knife in his hand, raised his wide chin, and said disdainfully: "Joke, when have I ever been drunk, since you are so idle, it seems that you are ready, then let's start!"

Zhuo Yifan looked at the spinning knife technique, which really dazzled him, only to feel that the knife wind was getting closer and closer, Zhuo Yifan hurriedly dodged sideways, and a huge internal force suddenly shook away the long sword he came to block, and the numb feeling went straight from the palm to the arm.

Then, the other party made another burst of shots like electricity, and the short knife hit him head-on, Zhuo Yifan's toes hurriedly pointed back, and his body moved backwards, and the knife shadow that could fly and slash swept towards his chest again and again.

Just as he was struggling to block, the corner of the flower knife monk's mouth raised slightly, and the short knife in his right hand changed direction and slashed directly at Zhuo Yifan's head.

Seeing this, Zhuo Yifan suddenly put all his strength on his arm strength, otherwise in the face of the fierce knife technique of the flower knife monk, his head would have to bloom.

"Bang!"

The short knife and the long sword collided instantly, and they opened with a touch in an instant, and it can be seen from this move how brutal the knife cut by the flower knife monk was.

"Poof!"

Just when Zhuo Yifan was struggling to block just now, the flower knife monk in this short period of time, another short knife had already swooped in, and it slashed at Zhuo Yifan's left shoulder, and blood burst out from his shoulder like a red flower in an instant.

"How's that, isn't it?" said the Flower Knife Monk with a smile on his face.

Zhuo Yifan's face was very calm, he stared at the smiling flower knife monk, smiled, and said: "Brother Hua is really a good skill, if this knife is not for Brother Hua's mercy, this arm of the younger brother is estimated to have been cut off by you!"

When the flower knife monk heard Zhuo Yifan's words, he was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect Zhuo Yifan to say this, he obviously hurt him just now, he could still say such words that made him majestic, and a touch of admiration instantly appeared on his face, and then he couldn't help nodding.

"Good boy, I have been walking in the rivers and lakes for so long, and I have never met someone like my little brother, if you don't miss my little beauty anymore, I will stop and let you leave, what should you do?" said the flower knife monk.

When Zhuo Yifan heard this, he didn't speak immediately, Shaoqing just smiled and said: "Brother Hua, you and I are both fellow believers, if I let you leave, are you willing? Besides, this girl still knows each other!"

The flower knife monk's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes were a little cold, and then he smiled lightly: "So, you don't want to go alone?"

Zhuo Yifan shook his head, his lips pursed slightly, his cheeks were originally slightly white, and a trace of coldness also emerged at this time, and he said sharply: "Even if the younger brother dies in the hands of Brother Hua, he will not leave alone, otherwise my conscience will be uneasy." ”

The wounds on Zhuo Yifan's body began to seep blood, and as his body trembled, blood gradually stained his clothes.

Yue Linglong saw Zhuo Yifan, who was dripping blood, got up from the chair very worriedly, and hurriedly walked to his side, because the upper body was pointed, she could only ask softly and with concern: "Zhuo Yifan! How are you?"

Hearing Yue Linglong shout the words "Zhuo Yifan", Zhuo Yifan was a little surprised.

This made him think that this was the first time since the two met, and when he heard his name come out of Yue Linglong's mouth, it turned out to be so delicate, gentle and moving.

For a moment, his gaze stayed on her for a moment, as if the whole world had stood still.

Yue Linglong's eyes were bright, and he was also looking at Zhuo Yifan at this moment, looking at his resolute face, the blood in each of Yue Linglong's veins was flowing rapidly.

She couldn't believe that the face she hated before was so delicate, and her dark eyes were so clear and bright, and warm.

......

There were too many bad things about him before, but now they changed in her mind in an instant, and her frozen heart for him was also from this moment on, slowly thawing and moving towards the spring of melting ice and snow.

People are like this, and only after getting along for a long time can they get to know each other.

In this short moment, in the wordless gaze, it is full of reassuring calmness, like a warm sun shining into the heart, like a breeze blowing the body......

That feeling is very warm, down-to-earth, and heartwarming.

She couldn't help but be in a trance, until she saw him today, he still made her feel disgusted, and even a little hated nasty embryo, it seemed that at this time he had completely transformed into a person who made her heart move......

......

"Haha, it's this time, you're still secretly sending Qiubo! Have you taken into account my feelings, you are too bullying!"

Not far away, a flower knife monk holding a double knife couldn't help but laugh angrily at the two, obviously this laugh was laughing at the two of them.

Zhuo Yifan didn't care about the words of the flower knife monk, but hugged Yue Linglong's fragrant shoulder more intimately, which made her, who couldn't resist, instantly embarrassed and her heart beat rapidly.

I don't know if it's because he was injured for himself, or for other reasons, Yue Linglong didn't have a word of reprimand, just a little nervousness in her heart.

"I estimate that he is already eighty percent drunk, I'll stop him in a while, you go first!" Zhuo Yifan put his arm around her shoulders and whispered in his ear.

When Yue Linglong heard this, she was slightly stunned for a moment, and then raised her head to look at him, and saw that his face was a little pale, but she didn't know what it was like in her heart.

Yue Linglong shook her head, the expression on her face that she didn't want to leave was very resolute, she didn't want to leave Zhuo Yifan alone, she couldn't, she couldn't bear it, and she was even more reluctant.

People are like this, always complicating their emotions in contradictions, and always repeating the mental journey of positive and negative.

"It's not that easy to leave!" said the flower knife monk, shaking the short knife in his hand, and hiccuping.

As soon as the words fell, he jumped and rushed directly to Zhuo Yifan, Zhuo Yifan glanced at him, and instantly said nervously: "If you don't want me to die, you can leave quickly." After saying that, his eyes froze, and he rushed backwards.

Because of drinking, the knife monk's knife technique is no longer so smart, but the brutal short knife dance is still tiger and tiger, which makes Zhuo Yifan can only dodge hard and dare not take it hard.

Seeing this scene, Yue Linglong could only look at Zhuo Yifan worriedly at this time, and she couldn't calm down for a long time, seeing every dangerous movement of the flower knife monk made her worry and palpitate.

Because his upper body was pointed by him, only two legs could move, and in the face of such a powerful flower knife monk, Yue Linglong was very resentful that he couldn't help at this time. (To be continued.) )