Chapter 12: Suspicions are thick

Knife on a cactus. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The knife is like a needle, and life is drifting away.

Endless sword light, countless sword souls.

People in the rivers and lakes, as long as they hear this gloomy and sad song, they will know who he is talking about.

Fu Hongxue didn't know it originally, but not long ago, when he left Chang'an more than two months ago, a woman softly sang this gloomy and sad song in front of him, and said to him: "My name is Jing Yinmeng, also known as Hua Jing Yinmeng, I am Hua Cuo's wife, the hostess of this song, I came to you, I came to you for revenge." ”

Then Hua Jingyin followed behind Fu Hongxue because of the dream.

Fu Hongxue knew that Hua Jing was coming to him for revenge because of the dream, and he also knew that because of the dream of the dream, the fame of the dream was even greater than that of Hua Cuo, because of the scheming city of Meng Niang was much more terrifying than Hua Cuo, she knew that because of the dream of the heart was ready to seek revenge on him all the time, although Hua Jing because of the dream had not done it once so far, but he knew that because of the dream of the dream will definitely do it.

If a person knows that there is an enemy by his side, he will definitely have trouble sleeping, and most people will definitely choose to kill that enemy first when they find an opportunity. But Hua Jingyin didn't seem to be worried about his situation at all, in fact, when he appeared in front of Fu Hongxue, he had carefully investigated Fu Hongxue's information, it was precisely because she was sure that Fu Hongxue would not kill her, so she dared to follow Fu Hongxue, and dared to find a very appropriate time to kill Fu Hongxue by Fu Hongxue's side.

Her judgment is correct, as long as she doesn't make a move on Fu Hongxue, Fu Hongxue won't make a move against him, isn't Fu Hongxue still not shooting at her once, isn't she dead now?

This time Hua Jingyin didn't want to wait anymore, this was the best opportunity to make a move, if she missed this opportunity, it would be difficult for her to have the next chance to kill Fu Hongxue, and she also discovered a terrible thing, her heart had begun to soften, and she began to want to kill this man.

So she had to do it.

No matter what, she only has one chance to make a move, and after one time, no matter whether Fu Hongxue lives or dies, then he will definitely have no second chance.

So he struck.

Xie Xiaofeng of Shenjian Mountain Villa is recognized as one of the three major swordsmen, and his swordsmanship is so high that few people in the rivers and lakes can compare with him, and no one can defeat Xie Xiaofeng so far. Xie Xiaofeng has fought with people more than many times in his life, and his strength is naturally obvious to all. Fu Hongxue faced Xie Xiaofeng's shot, Fu Hongxue had already taken out the knife, so she sent a knife in Fu Hongxue's back, so Fu Hongxue would definitely die.

In fact, Xie Xiaofeng didn't expect that Yin Mengniang would make a move on Fu Hongxue at this time, and he didn't expect that although Fu Hongxue had already felt the danger, his knife did not have the slightest gesture of waving his hand, but still had no regrets.

- Dry hands, black hilts, black blades, and black blades.

The knife swung down at him.

Xie Xiaofeng wanted to withdraw the sword, but in the face of Fu Hongxue's sword, with all his strength, he had no way to retreat, so he only had to take out the sword.

He didn't have any remorse with this sword, and stabbed it towards Fu Hongxue's shoulder.

Before the sword stabbed Fu Hongxue, Xie Xiaofeng knew that Fu Hongxue was dead, Fu Hongxue must be dead, and there was absolutely no chance of surviving.

Even if Fu Hongxue dodged his sword, how could he dodge the flying knife behind it that was faster than lightning?

The wind had stopped, and the sword light and sword qi had also dissipated at this moment.

There are only people, only four people are still standing coldly, and I don't know how long it has been, Hua Jing let out a thick panting sound because of the dream, then his cold eyes suddenly flashed blood-red light, she stared at Fu Hongxue, if she could still emit sword qi in her eyes at this moment, then Fu Hongxue had died at least a hundred times.

But Fu Hongxue did not die, and Fu Hongxue's back was not pierced by a flying knife.

The flying knife didn't pierce Fu Hongxue's back at all, and the still dagger had already fallen into the hands of a slender and fair-skinned person.

This is a woman's hand, a beautiful and moving woman's arm.

The woman is dressed in a black robe, but his sleeves are golden, which is the woman's hallmark.

The sword has returned to its scabbard, and the knife has returned to its scabbard.

Xie Xiaofeng looked at the woman, and Fu Hongxue also glanced back at the woman, and they already recognized the woman when they saw the woman: Although there are many women dressed like this in the world, there seems to be only one woman who can have such a light technique and can intercept the dagger that shoots out in an instant.

Hu Jinsleeve, the body is as light as Yanhu Jinsleeve.

Except for this woman, there seems to be no woman in the world who can have this kind of ability.

Hu Jinsleeve pinched the dagger, she didn't seem to feel Hua Jingyinmeng's sadness and despair, she was still as Fu Hongxue saw it for the first time, with an innocent and romantic bright smile, she looked at Fu Hongxue and shook her head and said: "For me, no matter if any of you die just now, I won't be sad or sad, and I'm even willing to spend some money to buy a coffin for you, but I can't let Fu Hongxue die, otherwise my little enemy will have a long temper with me." ”

Xie Xiaofeng smiled, although after the battle between life and death just now, Xie Xiaofeng's smile was still elegant and noble, and he said gently: "The girl is as light as Yanhu and Miss Hu with golden sleeves?"

Hu Jinsleeve winked at Xie Xiaofeng, and she said, "I am Hu Jinsleeve, then do you know who is looking for Fu Hongxue to deal with you." ”

Xie Xiaofeng nodded and said, "I know, I know that you are looking for Fu Hongxue to deal with me, but I don't understand why you are looking for Fu Hongxue to deal with me." ”

Hu Jinsleeve smiled again, she smiled even more proudly, she looked at Xie Xiaofeng and said: "I know that you already have an inference in your heart, but I can tell you that your inference is absolutely wrong, because I asked Fu Hongxue to deal with you, definitely not because of your inference, but a reason that you absolutely don't know, and you can't guess anyway." ”

Xie Xiaofeng couldn't laugh anymore, and anyone who saw such a confident and calm woman would definitely not be able to laugh. And Xie Xiaofeng also keenly felt that his guess was wrong, this woman asked Fu Hongxue to deal with him, not because he had that thing in his heart, but why did this woman deal with him?

He didn't know.

Fu Hongxue didn't speak, he had already put away the knife, he slowly turned around and left this place, without saying a word, and didn't look at Hua Jing Yinmeng, whose eyes were full of hatred and killing intent that was not hidden at all, he just left, walking past Hua Jing Yinmeng.

Hua Jingyin stared at Hu Jinsleeve fiercely, but she only looked at it twice, and she also left.

Although she hated Hu Jinsleeve, she hated Fu Hongxue even more, so she followed Fu Hongxue away.

Hu Jinsleeve watched Fu Hongxue leave, and also watched Hua Jingyin leave in a dream, but she didn't stop her, she just watched the two people leave very calmly, and with a faint smile on her face.

Xie Xiaofeng also looked at this scene, and he said in one sentence: "Maybe this woman will not be able to kill Fu Hongxue in her life." ”

"Why?"

Xie Xiaofeng said lightly: "Because this woman has long understood in her heart that she should not have taken revenge, not to mention that when she made the move just now, didn't she already understand that she seemed to have a very wonderful feeling for Fu Hongxue again?" He said: "If a woman has this kind of affection for a man, no matter how powerful and terrible a woman is, as long as this woman continues to follow this man, that woman will fall sooner or later." ”

Hu Jinsleeve thought so, and she said: "Yes, so I believe that the next time I see Fu Hongxue, Fu Hongxue may be dead, and maybe there will be a flower scene by his side." Before this sentence fell, she had already looked back, looked at Xie Xiaofeng, she looked at Xie Xiaofeng and said: "I know that there is a teahouse in the town that is very nice, it is quiet and elegant, and it is a good place to talk." ”

Xie Xiaofeng did not refuse, it is difficult for anyone in the world to refuse Miss Hu's invitation.

He only asked, "Can you tell me a little bit now?" ”

Hu Jinsleeve said: "I am looking for you for Chu Feng, in order to find you to deal with Chu Feng." As soon as she said this, she walked away, and she walked very fast, even using light skills.

Xie Xiaofeng couldn't help but admit that this sentence was unexpected by him, and this sentence was tempting enough for him, so he followed and followed behind Hu Jinsleeve.

July 13, night, has already set night.

Yan Shisan was not alone, there was another person beside him, a person who was also wearing a black suit that symbolized death, and there was a long sword mark on this person's face, from the left cheek through the eye straight to the right earlobe.

There was only one sword mark, a thin and long sword mark.

This person's eyes were colder than ice, he stared coldly at Yan Thirteen who was leaning on a banyan tree, and said in a hoarse voice: "Can you still use your family heirloom Thirteen Deadly Swords now?"

Yan Shisan glanced at the man, "You want to try my sword?"

The man's voice became colder and sharper, and he said: "This scar on my face is what you gave me, at least I won't fight you when I haven't figured out which sword method to crack yours, but I want to remind you of one thing: the current Yan Thirteen is no longer the Yan Thirteen who defeated me in the past, and the current Yan Thirteen not only loses some of the self-confidence and arrogance of the past, but also seems to have lost confidence in the sword." ”

Yan Shisan was silent, he did not deny it, since he lost to the Marquis of Ziyi, although he was still obsessed with the sword, his confidence in the sword was not as good as before, and a person who had lost once was naturally not so confident in the undefeated sword in the past.

"You need an opponent now, and Chu Feng is your opponent. ”

"I want to remind you of one thing, if you are still like this, then you don't have to fight Chu Feng at all, because you must not be Chu Feng's opponent. ”

Yan Shisan still didn't speak, but there was a light in his eyes, a light sharper than a needle.

The man in black smiled, he laughed unspeakably evil, and he looked at Yan Thirteen.

There is absolutely no one in the world who knows Yan 13 better than him, and he knows that Yan 13 has finally regained his self-confidence now.

The best and worst way to regain a swordsman's self-confidence is to find a strong swordsman.

And now Yan Thirteen has found it.