Seeing Uncle Nine standing up with a short sword, Ji Danhuang couldn't help but be a little stunned, and then remembered that there was still an antagonistic relationship between them, and his heart that had just been relieved suddenly sank. &. {23} {wx}.

In the midst of a crisis, he actually forgot that the ninth uncle in front of him, who was chatting happily with him, was the enemy sent by Huang Menglin to capture him!

Ji Danhuang couldn't help but smile bitterly. His nerves are really big, but because the other party is similar to his father, he forgets about the hostile relationship between them.

If he does this, he will be laughed at by the enemy to death!

However, it was also because Uncle Nine was similar to his father and chatted happily with each other, Ji Danhuang finally withdrew from the tip of the bull's horns that tried every means to make Uncle Nine commit suicide. His current idea is to beat Uncle Nine until he can no longer keep up, and then evacuate quickly.

As for how to make him unable to keep up, there are two ways. The first is to stun, which is generally done by slashing the side of the neck with one palm or hitting the head directly to stun. However, the risk of this approach is too great, in case Uncle Nine pounces on him with his own life, and ends up killing him because he doesn't have the strength to grasp it well, it will be troublesome.

And the second plan is to break Uncle Nine's hands and feet, and then faint, which is more safe. Now, Uncle Jiu's right wrist has been broken, as long as his left hand is broken again, the rest will be much easier.

After moving his hands wearing dragon finger gloves, Ji Danhuang sighed: "Uncle Jiu, I'...... I don't want to fight you, can you just pretend that you didn't catch up with me?

Faced with such a face that was extremely similar to his father, he really didn't know what to do.

Uncle Nine smiled on his face, and shook his head solemnly and slowly: "I'm sorry, young man, this is really not good." If you want to leave, hit me, or I won't let you go. ”

Ji Danhuang smiled bitterly: "Is there really no room for negotiation?" There was a vague expectation in his heart, hoping that Uncle Nine would stop there, so that the two would not have to fight anymore. There will be no new injuries.

It's a pity that Ji Danhuang's idea is really too naïve.

Uncle Nine looked at Ji Danhuang, his expression changed very subtly, and a strange light flashed in his eyes. It's just that before Ji Danhuang could understand the subtle expression and see what kind of meaning was contained in the divine light in his eyes, the two had already fallen like meteors and disappeared.

Shaking his head firmly, Uncle Nine said, "Young man." You and I are enemies and adversaries. On the battlefield, where are there any distant relatives, where are there any old and weak women and children? If they are opponents, they must try by all means to defeat them and kill them. Otherwise, it's useless to say anything. What soft-heartedness, what compassion, what unbearable. When the other party stabs the tip of the knife into your fatal part, when you feel the cold blade cut through your body, and your life gradually passes with the blood, that qiē is all a pup. What is the most important thing? Your own life is the most important. ”

Life. Everyone is selfish, and when he makes every decision, he has his own ideas and does things under his own selfish ideas. Some people may seem to be selfless. Everything they do is for the sake of others, but when they think about others and give for others, they are actually trying to balance their own hearts.

People are selfish. It's just that some people are so selfish that it's annoying. And some people are so selfish that they are respectable, that's all.

Ji Danhuang felt endless helplessness in his heart, and sighed lightly. It seems that this battle is really inevitable.

For a while, he suddenly remembered the last paragraph of the famous Jiansan song "Jianghu Yi":

No matter what the situation, I have never been afraid of war! Although it is not my wish, there is no way to avoid it. You don't need to say much, just draw your sword. Come to war!

Since there is no way to avoid it, and you are no longer afraid of war, then draw your sword and fight!

Ji Danhuang sighed: "Since this is the case, then come on." I have been cultivating immortals for more than a year, and I have fought countless battles, won and lost, and I have been injured and injured by others, so I am not afraid of these for a long time. In my heart, I can't help but feel a trace of sadness and sadness.

Although his father Ji Yuandong died early and he hadn't seen him for many years, some of his already vague impressions of him as a child have become clearer and clearer with the increase of cultivation.

It was precisely in this way that when he saw a face so similar to his father at first glance, the memories of his father in Ji Danhuang's mind suddenly appeared. And the father-son friendship that has not been experienced for many years has also been experienced with each other's small talk.

Vaguely, he has already regarded Uncle Nine as the embodiment of his father. If I didn't have to, I really didn't want to fight him anymore.

It's a pity that if he doesn't escape at this moment, he may become a corpse in a few days, and the ghost will also be detained by Huang Menglin. And the days to come...... It's hard to say what will become.

Without the dragon scale ring, he really didn't have the certainty that he would be rescued within ten days. Therefore, in order to survive, he can only find a way to save himself.

Uncle Nine naturally saw that Ji Danhuang was sad in his heart, and said with a smile: "A manly husband, born in this world, how can he be as sentimental as Lin Daiyu! Come on, come on, there is a manly appearance, how to fight, how to kill, how to kill, he is an enemy, and he doesn't need to be merciful." If you can't bear it, young man, then you're welcome. The short sword in his hand trembled slightly, and a low-key sword roar erupted.

The sound of the sword, although not clear enough and far enough, implied the sound of the dragon's groan, low and majestic, and instantly burst out with a sense of slaughter. The sword light full of murderous aura reflected on Ji Danhuang's face, as if a refreshing cold air was reflected in his heart, which made him tremble.

He knew that Uncle Nine was serious, and he knew from beginning to end that Uncle Nine had always been serious when he did it, and every move and style was aimed at capturing him alive. Even after chatting with himself for so long, Uncle Jiu's heart has never wavered.

But it was him, just because Uncle Jiu's appearance was similar to his late father, he softened, lost his fighting spirit, and became sentimental. If you continue like this, you may only have a dead end.

What about the similarity? Uncle Nine, after all, is not really his own father!

Taking a deep breath, Ji Danhuang closed his eyes and adjusted his feelings, putting away all his amazement and unbearability. After a few moments, when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were full of light, and he had long since lost his previous indecision.

Ji Danhuang grinned, put on a posture, and said, "Uncle Nine, come on!" (to be continued......)