When the black shadow made a move, Li Zhichang reached out and just reached out to find the first snowflake.

His fingers were so gentle, as if they were touching a budding flower bone in the spring. It's not a flower, it's a snowflake.

Gentle fingers flicked on the snowflakes at an unimaginable high speed.

The explosive power of this moment is by no means described in any words.

But no matter how fast the snowflakes are, they are just snowflakes.

Flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people, but it is very reluctant to kill people.

It is even more difficult to kill a battle-hardened master. Not to mention that this is a killer, a person who specializes in killing people.

This killer has a black-clad façade and is armed with an Oriental sword. There was a cold, bewitching glow in the eyes of the black scarf.

He's naturally a ninja, and he's a powerful ninja.

Ninjas can pretend to be anyone, and of course they can also be dressed in black and masked.

Snowflakes come unexpectedly.

The man in black slashed the snowflakes with a knife, clean and neat. Then the snowflakes split into two pieces and continued to attack him, and the position happened to be his eyes.

He couldn't help but close his eyes, and the cold snowflakes hit his eyelids.

When he opened his eyes again.

At this moment, he could no longer see Li Zhichang's figure.

He didn't move.

Because any movement at this time will usher in Li Zhichang's counterattack.

Static braking is not only the martial arts principle of Middle-earth.

As one of Iga-ryu's best ninjas, he naturally understands this truth better. By now he had no time to blame the inaccuracy of the intelligence gathering, his heart had sunk, and his perception was maximized. His hearing and eyesight have been volatilized to the extreme.

The wind and grass within fifty zhang can't hide it from him. The same goes for the sound of human breathing.

But he still didn't find where Li Zhichang was.

But he could have waited forever. Until the world is old, it seems that there will not be the slightest impatience.

Waiting is one of the most painful things in the world, but this Iga-ryu ninja seems to be willing to do it.

His breathing was still so calm.

The snow was falling heavier and heavier, piling up on him little by little.

He was dressed in black, but he was dyed white by snowflakes.

Eventually, he turned into a snowman.

He finally miscalculated one thing, he could wait, but the sky wouldn't wait.

He finally moved. If he didn't shake the snowflakes away, he wouldn't freeze to death, but his reaction would be sluggish, and his hands and feet would be numb.

Without speed, many of his abilities would be difficult to show.

At this time, a soft sigh floated from nowhere, which was particularly prominent in this world of only wind and snow.

"You're defeated. ”

The black-clothed ninja looked behind him, only to see a man sitting on a raised rock, dressed in white, the same color as snow.

This man is the person he wants to kill.

He sat on a boulder. Hold a jug of wine.

Wine can drive away the cold and invigorate the blood. Naturally, it doesn't dull the body.

The black-clothed ninja lowered his head, the knife was in his hand, and he moved.

Not towards Li Zhichang, but towards himself.

Li Zhichang sighed: "Don't rush to commit suicide first, because I won't ask who asked you to kill me, I already knew who it was." ”

The man in black couldn't help but be stunned.

Li Zhichang continued: "If you want to commit suicide by seppuku to keep the dignity of a warrior, I advise you not to do so. ”

The man in black slowly raised his head, because Li Zhichang's words really fit his state of mind, he really wanted to commit suicide, first, not to betray the people behind the scenes, and second, to preserve the dignity of the warrior.

As the best ninja in Iga-ryu, it is necessary for him to preserve his dignity.

Li Zhichang said: "If you commit suicide, I will take your corpse and feed it to wild dogs." ”

The black-clothed ninja said, "What do you want?" He spoke very slowly, and he rarely spoke. His voice is also unpleasant, which may be one of the reasons why he is usually reluctant to speak.

Li Zhichang said: "I am a little unfamiliar with Dongying martial arts, but your martial arts are not weak, what is your name." ”

The black-clothed ninja said word by word: "Iga Harrai." ”

Li Zhichang said: "The name is good, but it's a pity. Then Li Zhichang did not continue.

Iga Harurai couldn't help but say, "What is a pity?"

Li Zhichang said: "It's a pity that you won't live to the spring of next year, I forgot to tell you something, if you don't commit suicide, I will kill you, and then take it to feed the wild dogs." ”

Iga Chunlei's face changed, but he didn't expect Li Zhichang to tease him.

It's just that his spirit has been disrupted by Li Zhichang, and he has no chance of winning at this time.

Since death no longer guarantees dignity, it is better to live.

A strange purple smoke suddenly erupted, this is the secret poisonous smoke of Iga Stream, which is extremely precious.

As soon as this poisonous smoke erupts, he can use this smoke to block Li Zhichang's sight and escape from here.

But there's one thing that's faster than poisonous smoke, and that's a knife light.

As soon as the poisonous smoke erupted, covering only half of his body, the light of the knife pierced his throat.

Until he died, he couldn't believe that there was such a fast flying knife in the world.

The purple smoke took a while to dissipate.

Iga Haru Lei was lying on the ground, with a strangely shaped flying knife stuck in his throat.

Li Zhichang said: "I hope you won't be in Dongying again in the next life, I really don't like the people there." ”

Iga Harunlei naturally couldn't hear this sentence.

But he is not the only one who has ears here, and Li Zhichang is not the only one.

Behind the rocks on the other side, a girl holding a bright red oil-paper umbrella walked out lightly and skillfully, wearing a small shoulder embroidered with cherry blossoms. She put away the oil-paper umbrella, and her smooth and soft black hair was immediately revealed, and at the same time a face with extremely soft contours appeared, with a very touching and exotic style.

She said in a very gentle voice, "Why do you hate Orientals so much?"

Li Zhichang smiled and said, "If the Oriental people are as beautiful as you, maybe I won't hate it." ”

She chuckled lightly, "Whether it's in Middle-earth or Dongying, there are very few people as beautiful as me, so I don't think it's a reason for you to hate Orientals." ”

She is indeed very beautiful, in this ice and snow, she doesn't even wear shoes, but has a pair of jade ~ feet, slender feet naked, which can make any man lose ~ soul.

Li Zhichang said: "You are very smart, but if you have anything to say, you should just say it, I know that there must be more than one person who will kill me." ”

She said: "There were many of them before, but even Iga Haru Lei died under your flying knife, and our people will never come to trouble you in the future." ”

Li Zhichang said leisurely: "You don't trouble me, it doesn't mean that I don't trouble you, my temper is not too bad, but it is not necessarily good, you can guess now whether you can go back alive." (To be continued......)

PS: Thanks for the raw fried steak and the tips from those who are crazy about books