"Death, maybe you can't escape! It's just that there are many ways to die, and if you die just because it hurts, it's too unfun to die. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info death is the opposite of life, it needs to be as colorful as life, only to the best of its cruel beauty, in order to perceive the true meaning of life and death, comprehend 'death and life are also great', what is the meaning. ”

Duan Yifeng glanced at his black hole-like eyes and said in his usual quiet tone.

"Hehe, Boss Duan, I've always heard that you are ruthless, insidious and vicious, but I didn't expect you to be a master of death, and your understanding of life is so thorough. In this case, you should experience the things of death and life yourself, only in this way can you truly comprehend!" Zhuo Yifan continued his words sarcastically.

Hearing this, Duan Yifeng's face showed a look of surprise. Unexpectedly, this son-in-law, who was useless in his eyes, still had a deep understanding when it came to the ultimate problems in life, which made him unbelievable.

"Oh, I still underestimated you kid before! It seems that you have a good epiphany in the Bodhi Temple, and you understand the things of death and life very thoroughly. I was interested in understanding, just not now. Okay, since you don't want to tell the secret, let's experience the pain of your body!" Duan Yifeng glanced at the three barbarians.

The three barbarians held a shiny short knife and walked towards Zhuo Yifan in a leisurely manner.

He circled a few times in front of Zhuo Yifan's stomach, as if he was looking for a position. Then he muttered words in his own mouth, and he didn't know what kind of moth he was doing.

Then he raised his hand suddenly, and just as Zhuo Yifan was about to be stabbed with a wry smile, a voice suddenly came.

"Slow, let me come, your technique is still learning, I will serve the owner of Zhuo Shaozhuang! You have to see it clearly, next time you will use my technique." Duan Zixiong, the young master of the Western Harrier Cold Ice Sect, said to the three barbarians.

"Young Sect Master, you can slow down, I want to learn it well, and strive to be as skilled as yours in the future. The three barbarians laughed with a smile on their faces.

Duan Zixiong crooked the corners of his mouth, then put the shiny short knife to his mouth and blew it, which was immediately wrapped in a layer of mist, and then quickly condensed in the extremely low temperature of the cold night.

Zhuo Yifan knew Duan Zixiong's viciousness, and in his hands, life would definitely be worse than death. But now that he is restrained and unable to move, there is no other way but to wait for the pain of his skin and the punishment of scraping his bones.

"Duan Yifeng, do you really want to kill them all? The family has just been wiped out, and you still have to knock him to the ground and step on him again, don't you think it's too much?" Qi Huaishan saw that he was going to use a knife against Zhuo Yifan, so he reprimanded loudly.

"It's still you, Master Qi! You saw it just now, this is all the requirements of all factions in the rivers and lakes, not what I mean. Don't forget, the rumors in the rivers and lakes that you killed Mu Liangsheng haven't been clarified yet, so take care of your own business!" Duan Yifeng said unhurriedly.

"You don't have more blood and spew! The news of the assassination of Mu Liangsheng, Zhuo Song, the owner of Zhuo Jian Villa, has already figured it out, and it is not my Qi someone's style. Don't use it to blackmail me, and don't try to portray me as a rival in the rivers and lakes!"

"So, if you don't want to be the enemy of the rivers and lakes, you just have to watch the play quietly, don't be strong! In these days, those who are enemies of the rivers and lakes, no matter how powerful it is, it is only a stick of incense to be destroyed!" Duan Yifeng threatened.

At this time, there was another commotion in the crowd, all blaming Qi Huaishan. In the face of such great pressure, Qi Huaishan knew that there was nothing he could do, so he tilted his head to the side and stopped talking.

Seeing this scene, Duan Yifeng and Duan Zixiong both smiled and laughed proudly.

"Zhuo Yifan!"

Duan Zixiong suddenly shouted, and just as Zhuo Yifan raised his head, the shiny short knife was inserted straight into Zhuo Yifan's stomach.

Suddenly, the gurgling blood continued to flow down, dyeing Zhuo Yifan's white clothes, the short knife exposed outside his body, and Duan Zixiong's powerful hands.

Zhuo Yifan's painful bared teeth grinned, his face was hideous, and the pain in his heart made him almost faint.

Duan Zixiong showed a hideous smile on his face, looking extremely enjoyable, and did not feel embarrassed at all by such a cruel scene.

The short knife in his hand continued to increase its strength, and then there was a stirring around him. As the intensity increased, Zhuo Yifan's aching body continued to bend, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead, and he shivered all over.

The gurgling blood was still flowing, falling to the ground, still falling on the gray paving stones, and then spreading outwards with blood streaks. It still blooms like a rose, but it is the king of roses, because it is very large and even more red.

This kind of pain on the skin, Zhuo Yifan has rarely understood, and the hot and hot is accompanied by the pain of piercing the heart, which makes him feel that there are such cruel things in the world. However, he knew that he was like a grasshopper with only an embroidery needle nailed to his body, and he couldn't jump.

Duan Zixiong still had an expression of enjoyment, looking at Zhuo Yifan's distorted and deformed face, the joy on his own face bloomed like a large piece of brilliance.

"Huh!"

A gasp sounded, and Duan Zixiong quickly drew the dagger. So the wound on Zhuo Yifan's stomach bleed faster, and it kept spraying down.

"Then let you taste the taste of cutting off your fingers and ears, it's so exciting to think about it!" Duan Zixiong said with a wicked smile.

Hearing this, several disciples of the Western Harrier Cold Ice Sect quickly straightened Zhuo Yifan's hand, separated the index finger of his left hand from the other fingers, and kept approaching Duan Zixiong.

Duan Zixiong raised the shiny bloodstained short knife and waved it in the air, constantly blowing hot air at it.

The various sects of the rivers and lakes present were still watching quietly, no one spoke, no one moved, as if they were extremely immersed in it, and their spirits were out of their bodies.

"Zhuo Yifan!"

Duan Zixiong shouted Zhuo Yifan's name and slashed the short knife at his finger, and suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps at the courtyard gate of Zhuo Jian Villa.

"Stop!" and then a deep voice came again.

Hearing the voice, Duan Zixiong stopped the action of chopping down, and the short knife that almost touched his finger was retracted, and Zhuo Yifan's finger was temporarily saved.

When everyone heard the sound, they twisted their heads towards the courtyard gate, only to see an old man and several young people standing there, motionless.

From a distance, the old man was over fifty years old, with a long face and a short neck, covered with wrinkles on his face, which were even more dense in the light of the fire, and his waist was a little rickety.

Standing side by side with the old man was a young man in his twenties, dressed very luxuriously, he was tall and strong, his straight black hair hung down behind his shoulders, and his thick eyebrows flew obliquely.

Behind the two of them were several people dressed as family members, with blank expressions. (To be continued.) )