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It is the most turbulent place in the world, with no self-contained civilization and no ancient cultural heritage. Some are only 800 miles of the ancient city of the Red River, a 100,000 miles of the Demon Domain's homeland, which is full of killing and desolation.

is not only the difficulty of life, but in the days when he did not go to Shushan Sword Pavilion to study, Xu Qingyun's experience was only the light of swords and swords, as well as those assassinations that caught people off guard.

Just like at this time, the sword light lifted from Du Wei's wide sleeves, and this sudden occurrence made everyone present react before the blade had already slashed at Xu Qingyun's throat.

He could feel Du Wei's killing intent, decisive and precise, but he didn't have the slightest way to stop it.

Du Wei's cultivation has reached the middle realm of enlightenment, and his control of vitality is no longer what it used to be. And the short knife hidden in the sleeve, because it has been gathering momentum for a long time, at this time, the momentum of raising his hand, the blade is already sharp, and it is the knife style that Hong Wuwei of Chu State is good at.

The focus is on gaining momentum.

Du Wei's long-suppressed heart may have begun to gather momentum as early as in Tibet. When I endure loneliness in copying scriptures, when I endure the ridicule of my fellow disciples, when I am insulted to my own fragile self-esteem.

He's already building momentum.

This has been planned for a long time!

The short knife in his hand is estimated to have been prepared for Xu Qingyun for a long time.

At this time, Du Wei did not hesitate at all, and the long-standing knife style was under the stunned expressions of everyone.

Momentum, knife.

There was vitality lingering, and the blade slammed into Xu Qingyun's throat, and Du Wei's face suddenly had a sickly flush, and his eyes were hideous.

Seeming to be a little excited, and also had a hearty feeling of revenge, he couldn't help but shout loudly: "Go die!"

"Really!"

"I think you're like an idiot!" Looking at his arrogant appearance, Zhu Feng was really a little difficult to accept.

Du Wei didn't realize it, and still picked up the knife, but just when it was inevitable, the blade was about to flirt towards Xu Qingyun.

A piece of papaya!

No, it should be a papaya that has been bitten twice, and the row of small tooth marks can be clearly seen on it.

In this way, it was very naughty to smash on the short knife.

It looks funny and ridiculous, like a child trying to drive away the mad dog that pesters him, and on a whim, throws the watermelon rind he ate.

It's casual, but it hurts, and the short knife is directly broken in two.

Du Wei's face was pale, he held his hand that was still trembling, his eyes were incredulous, then a little inexplicable, and finally even angry to the point of being indescribable.

He seemed to remember something, was it Senior Sister Su Ke, or was it the fallen leaves that lingered with sword qi?

He wanted to scream angrily and shout loudly, but the pain in his hand made him speechless, so he could only grit his teeth and sweat coldly on his forehead.

The damn force of the papaya smashed on the back of the knife shook the whole arm!

But Xu Qingyun's whole body was trembling at this time, he escaped death, his face was still a little pale, he could feel the killing intent in Du Wei's blade, but he didn't have the strength to fight. This is not just a lesson like last time, this time Du Wei has a strong killing intent towards himself, and it is death in the true sense.

He was silent for a long time, first raised his head, and said to Zhu Feng very gratefully: "Thank you papaya!"

Zhu Feng seemed to think of something, raised the papaya in his hand, pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "This is your papaya!"

“......”

“......”

A square table, the two of them face a table full of food, and when something like this happens, they can still continue to talk and laugh. and the way they humbled each other to papaya, everyone who watched it was really dumbfounded.

"Eh, is that papaya really so good?"

"I suddenly thought, this papaya will be some kind of magic weapon, otherwise, how can it be possible to smash the short knife that has been gathering momentum for a long time?"

"Oh, you make a point!"

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Papaya can smash the short knife that has been gaining momentum for a long time, such an incredible thing, that is, those students who have just come to the academy. People who really have vision and cultivation can not difficult to see how pure and majestic the vitality contained in the papaya is.

It is very natural to use the vitality to smash the short knife that Du Wei has been planning for a long time.

"It's hard to imagine that such a mellow vitality can be so freely retracted. "There are naturally such people in the crowd, Liang Wendao is gorgeously dressed, his face is handsome, his eyes are dark and wise, he looks like a jade tree in the wind, and he is very chic.

He came to the wooden table, and when he looked at Zhu Feng, he was a little stunned, as if he remembered something, and hesitated: "This girl, have we met somewhere?"

Zhu Feng ate his papaya, thinking that such a clumsy pickling technique was still being used by others, and he was too lazy to take care of it.

Xu Qingyun raised his eyes and glanced at him, but he was a little upset at this time, and he didn't want to say more, just looked down at Du Wei and asked, "Why do you want to kill me so much?"

Du Wei covered his arm and looked at Xu Qingyun, his eyes were resentful, full of unwillingness: "If I don't kill you, I don't hate in my heart." ”

Xu Qingyun was slightly stunned, and suddenly understood that the two of them had reached a situation of life and death, he thought about it, and said sincerely: "I'm sorry, I didn't know that what I did at the beginning would cause you so much pain." ”

"You're apologizing to me?"

Du Wei was a little dazed, he couldn't imagine that Xu Qingyun would apologize to himself, but how could the long-planned hatred be so easily forgiven, and he couldn't help but sneer: "If the apology is useful, then what do you want the laws of Chu to do?"

"You're right. ”

Xu Qingyun nodded in agreement, his eyes were full of remorse, and he said with some regret: "If I knew that you were such an idiot, I should have slaughtered you with one sword!"

Du Wei was furious and wanted to struggle to pick up the broken blade on the ground, but the pain in his arm made him unbearable, and he broke out in a cold sweat, and said: "You waste, if there weren't so many people to help you, you would have died under my knife a long time ago." ”

"What an idiot!"

Zhu Feng's eyes lowered, he looked at him with some pity, and said, "I'm not only helping him, but of course you! If I hadn't made a move today, would you think you would still be alive now, and the rules of the academy are really decorations?"

"As long as he dies, what shall I fear?"

Du Wei raised his head, stared at Xu Qingyun with his eyes, and said, "I don't believe that you will always be alone, and I don't believe that someone can protect you for a lifetime." ”

"You're right. ”

Xu Qingyun suddenly lowered his head, he looked at Du Wei, his eyes were cold, and said, "But I promise you, next time I see you, I will send you directly to the underworld." ”

"Hahaha, it's ridiculous. ”

Du Wei laughed angrily, endured the pain in his arm, and laughed: "Are you talking to me?"

"A waste who hasn't yet enlightened and wants to kill me with a knife?"

"What's impossible?"

Liang Wendao, who had always been silent, suddenly lowered his head, he picked up the broken blade on the ground, and asked Du Wei, "This is your knife?"

Du Wei was a little inexplicable, but the momentum was indispensable, and he replied: "What, you also want a broken knife?"

"I don't want to. Liang Wendao shook his head and said, "I just want to give it back to you." ”

Du Wei frowned slightly, he was a little unhappy and wanted to say something, but before he could speak, he felt a little cold in his chest.

A broken blade pierced through the chest.

His heart could even feel the coldness of the blade, and he raised his head in disbelief.

I saw Liang Wendao holding the broken blade in his hand, smiling, and said to him very seriously: "Don't look at me like this, I just want to return the knife to you." ”