Chapter 12: Friends

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Aren't the closest colors to death in the world black and white?

Isn't one of the most frightening things in the world the coming of boundless darkness? Human beings are always afraid of the unknown, and this is no exception for all human beings, and now that the sky is dark, the vast mountains seem to have entered the age of savagery, and only the roar of fierce beasts, the howling of great apes, and the roaring of goshawks.

At such a time, even the most experienced hunter will not choose to stop in the vast mountains, but many things in the world are unpredictable, at least there is a person in the vast mountains now.

There was no bonfire, but there was someone, a man who was all in the dark, this man was dressed in a black suit, standing like a rock on an ancient tree, he sat quietly cross-legged on the ground, even his eyes were closed, and he seemed to have no life on his body, like a stone sculpture, a puppet, and definitely not like a person.

If this man was really a man, how could he first light a torch in the dangerous jungle to drive away the cold of the night and bring light? This man who did not look at all strong or tall just sat quietly on the ancient tree.

There was a thick snake like a bucket crawling in the trees, and its mouth made that uneasy hissing sound, as if to give the prey around it a signal of death, which was the pride and pride of the overlord, this huge python was like the overlord of the jungle, it didn't mind the creatures around him hearing his presence, because he was sure that he could swallow them.

At this moment, I don't know how much blood was spilled in the darkness in this ancient dense forest, and now the huge python seemed to be staring at the person sitting under the big tree, the person who had no life in his body and was almost like a dead man.

Snakes generally don't eat people, this snake is the same as other snakes, they generally don't have the idea of hitting people, but this snake is different, it has just molted successfully, it is too hungry and hungry, if there is a delicious prey in front of your eyes at this moment, don't you think about other things? Not to mention that this prey does not seem to be dangerous at all, what reason does this huge python have not to swallow this prey.

The snake doesn't know how to think, otherwise it would never have the idea of hitting the prey, otherwise how could he not think of the black panthers, jackals, tigers, and other predators in the mountains and forests who are even more terrible than him, why don't they have the idea of hitting this prey?

Because it doesn't know how to think, because it doesn't have an idea to get to this point, so it moves the person's idea, and therefore it dies.

Pounce swiftly, wrap quickly, tense hard, and break the neck of the prey.

This python, which is thirty or forty years old, hunts very quickly and correctly, and even has a sense of beauty contained in it, but unfortunately it chose the wrong object, so it died.

By the time it opened its mouth to bite the man's neck, he was dead.

Blood was sprinkled like rain under this ancient tree.

There was light and fire in the vast mountains.

Naturally, the fire is not lit by other animals, but by people.

There was fire on this ancient tree, and there was also meat, and it was very fragrant and delicious, snake meat, this snake should not have died, but unfortunately he had an idea that he should not have been beaten, so he had to die.

The man in black was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, without the slightest expression on his face, munching on snake meat that wasn't too tasty, but he was used to it, so he wasn't too bored.

In fact, now he wants to leave the vast mountains to find a few jars of wine and drink it happily, but he knows that he can't, he can't do anything now, he only needs to wait now, he only needs to adjust himself to the best state, waiting for the day to come, he has spent too much effort and time for the arrival of that day, so he must not make a little mistake in between, and when the day comes, he will not be able to get the answer he wants.

This is something he absolutely does not allow, so any person or other creature who stands in his way during this time will only end up with death.

Murder, he is no stranger.

He didn't know how many people he had killed, and he didn't know how much blood he had on his hands, he didn't remember any of this, he was too tired, but he couldn't stop, some people couldn't stop for the rest of their lives, and he was that kind of person.

He sometimes thought that maybe he should have stopped, maybe he should have sat down and had a cup of tea or a sip of wine and rested like a normal person, but he knew he couldn't, at least not now, at least not until the end of the 14th of July.

Maybe after the end of the 14th of July, he will be able to, he will be able to really take a good rest, but unfortunately this day has not yet come, so he can't rest, and he can't let down the slightest guard, although he is eating barbecue at this moment, but he already has a sense of vigilance in his heart.

The flesh had been laid on the ground, and his man was still sitting like a rock, a pair of cold and emotionless eyes had been opened, and his realization had opened his mouth when he looked into the darkness of the east.

His voice was calm and awe-inspiring, and anyone who heard it felt a shudder.

"You shouldn't be here, you shouldn't be here. ”

The cold sound wafted in the cold wind, but it gave people a sense of colder than the wind.

The darkness, where the fire does not shine, is dark, there is not a single movement in the darkness, but there is already a voice, a very majestic voice: "Yes, I really shouldn't be here, but I'm here, I want to verify one thing." As he spoke, he was already thinking about the man in black walking step by step, and he continued as he walked: "I want to know if the news that person gave me is true, and if Yan Shisan is really in the vast mountain." ”

The face of the man in black seemed to be like a rock, there was not a little change, there was no emotion, there was no emotion in his eyes, only cold, an endless coldness, he said: "You should have confirmed your answer by now, but do you know what price you have to pay for your confirmed answer?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know. The man's steps were as steady as a mountain, and he said lightly, word by word: "I only want to know one thing now?"

Yan 13 said, "What's the matter?"

An extremely majestic body appeared in the firelight, appearing in front of Yan Shisan, this person's whole body exuded an inexplicable momentum, as if he was a god and demon who secretly ruled this heaven and earth, which made people involuntarily feel awe.

Holding a golden spear engraved with a series of strange characters in his hand, he looked at Yan Thirteen and said, "I wonder if Mo Qingchi died at Yan Thirteen's hands on the 14th day of the seventh month?"

Yan Shisan's face still didn't have the slightest expression, he looked at this person and said coldly, "Have you already come up with an answer now?"

The man shook his head: "I can't get an answer, I don't know if you have the ability to kill Mo Qingchi, but I know that even if you don't kill Mo Qingchi, Mo Qingchi will definitely die." ”

Yan 13 asked, "Why?"

An undisguised look of hatred flashed in the man's blue eyes like the sea, and he said, "If someone kills your son, will you let that person go?"

Yan Shisan understood the meaning of this sentence, and he said, "You mean that you will deal with Mo Qingchi, because Mo Qingchi killed your heir?"

The man's tone was very calm: "Even if Mo Qingchi doesn't kill my son, I will deal with him." He looked at Yan Shisan, and a very complicated taste suddenly appeared in his eyes, he said: "If Mo Qingchi doesn't die, then the person who dies must be you, my Bi Xuan has been invincible all my life, and I have only been defeated by your Yan Thirteen's sword in my life, so if you Yan Shisan die, then I Bi Xuan want to prove that I have to kill Mo Qingchi?"

Yan Shisan was silent, and he couldn't help but admit this.

His expression was still very cold, and he said coldly: "Are you going to deal with Mo Qingchi, this has nothing to do with me, I just want to warn you about one thing now." ”

No one had ever dared to speak to him like this, not even the Turkic Khan, but Yan Thirteen was the first and only one, and he said, "You say." "He was calm, he didn't get angry, he didn't want to get angry, and for him, even if the man who had defeated him scolded him with swear words, he wouldn't be angry, because this is what a strong man should have.

Isn't this the truth of things in the world? Isn't this the law he has always followed.

"You can't touch him until the 14th of July, and no one can spoil this decisive battle until the 14th of July, otherwise you will only die. Yan Shisan's voice was still very calm and cold, as if it was like a teacher who was studying, without any emotion in it, but Bi Xuan had already heard that this sentence was definitely not a joke anymore.

He had only seen Yan Thirteen face, but he knew this person's character, this person did what he said, and his words were like arrows sent out, and there would be no change.

However, he was not afraid or in awe, he said lightly: "Before July 14, I will never touch a single hair of Mo Qingchi, no matter anyone touches Yan 13 hair, I will break that person's neck, and I can tell you clearly that if Mo Qingchi can survive from your sword on July 14, then I can give him three months, and after three months, I will fight him fairly." ”

Yan Shisan's complexion had changed slightly, his eyes were obviously sharper than just now, he looked at Bi Xuan, looked at it for a long time, and said, "Very good." ”

After he said this, he threw a piece of meat to Bi Xuan.

Bi Xuan took the meat, shook it for a moment, looked at Yan Shisan, who was very different from ordinary people in his actions, and said, "What does it mean to be very good?"

Yan Shisan said lightly: "Very good means thank you, I want to thank you, thank you instead of Mo Qingchi." ”

"Replace him?" the incredible look in Bi Xuan's eyes became even heavier.

There was already light in Yan Shisan's eyes, and there was a very brilliant and bright light, although it only disappeared in an instant, but that moment was enough to make people dizzy.

Yan 13 said in a very distant and mysterious voice: "On the 14th of July, I hope that Mo Qingchi will die under my sword, but he is my friend, the only friend I have ever had in this life, so I want to thank you. (To be continued.) )