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Suiyun Yuan said calmly, "You won’t kill him or yourself. It seems to the three of us here that you want to kill me. Can I know why?"
"Just now that Mr. Simon invited me to drink so much wine. I’m not an ungrateful person. I have to repay him."
If both of them didn’t know the truth, I’m afraid it’s really how grateful Zanghua is to repay one person.
Suiyun Yuan sneered, "Then why didn’t you save him when he was alive?"
Zanghua sighed softly, "It’s much easier to kill than to save people. I’m not a person who likes to challenge difficulties."
Suiyun Yuan smiled faintly. "Then you are wrong. Killing me is more difficult than saving ten thousand people in Qian Qian."
Zanghua replied, "It’s not difficult for those who are difficult to know. I can’t embroider, cook or wait on men, but I’m afraid few people can match me when it comes to killing people."
Suiyun Yuan said, "It seems that you have killed many people."
"You are wrong again. You are the first person I killed." Zanghua said sincerely. It seems to her that Suiyun Yuan is already a dead man.
Suiyun Yuan couldn’t see the laughter. "Why are you going to kill me?"
Tibetan flower Dao "knife"
Suiyun Yuan suddenly felt the murderous look of poverty, not the murderous look mixed with Shaqi after killing many people, but the murderous look composed of pure murder. This feeling is like that if Yan wants you to die in the middle of the night, you have to die.
The hidden flower knife has not appeared yet. What kind of knife is it? Is it a sickle of death? No one knows.
In addition to hiding yourself.
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The stars and the moon in the sky seem to be afraid of the "dead" gas in this town and hide.
Mountain phoenix brought the fragrant smell of distant mountain mud, but Suiyun Yuan smelled death.
Long street lanterns hang high.
Zanghua and Suiyun Yuan have roofs on both sides of their respective streets.
Isn’t it very windy when the rain is coming?
Li Zhichang chose a good position to have a good look at the duel.
He can have a hunch that although he has experienced several life-and-death duels and seen many duels in his life, this time Zanghua and Suiyun Yuan will never let people like him down.
The hidden flower knife has not appeared yet, and the world is full of murderous look.
This murderous look is not as essential as a mountain.
It’s about being ethereal and not getting along.
Tibetan flowers are misty, foggy, rainy and windy, but they stay where they are.
It’s subtle. She’s got the marrow.
With this state, she has the qualification to challenge the world alone.
She can challenge people but not the sky.
So she didn’t want to try to challenge Li Zhichang.
Li Zhichang’s life is a martial art day.
Someone wants to go against the sky like a man in white.
Some people want to walk in the sky like a hidden flower.
It’s impossible to say that two people are not dead.
Only the living are entitled to enjoy the fruits of victory.
So Chu Liuxiang is not the best martial arts person, but he is unbeaten all his life, so he is listed.
The clouds cleared away, revealing a corner of the moon.
The quiet moonlight falls on Suiyun Yuan, and the clothes are blown by the wind, like flying fairy in the sky, and they have to go with the wind at any time.
The wind suddenly stopped, and it was lonelier to be quiet than quiet.
The quiet communication between summer and autumn gradually became chilly.
According to six doors, there is a kind of torture, that is, to let the prisoner stay closed and isolated from the sound room. No matter how strong he is, the prisoner will go crazy in one hour and commit suicide in less than three hours.
Zanghua certainly doesn’t want to commit suicide, but she also hates this silence.
So if she’s going to have a knife.
She said, "Remember my knife. It’s called tenderness."
When she said this, her tone was also very gentle, not like talking to the enemy, but like talking to a lover.
Li Zhichang sometimes thinks that there are two kinds of weapons in this world that people can hardly resist.
One weapon is laughter, and the other weapon is tenderness.
The steel-making of Baihua is soft and gentle.
Hidden flowers show a gentle smile at this moment. It’s hard to imagine a woman like her having such a gentle smile.
Li Zhichang saw the truth. She was gentle and not adulterated.
It’s a pity that Suiyun Yuan is blind.
Li Zhichang thinks that Suiyun Yuan is a lucky man. If the sky gives him a pair of bright eyes, I’m afraid he will hide flowers and laugh softly at the moment. This decisive battle is fatal.
Tenderness is a knife as thin as a cicada’s wing, and moonlight has a pale blue halo.
Tibetan flowers clenched their gentle body movements and came to Suiyun Yuan.
Her feet haven’t landed on the roof set up by Suiyun Yuan, and the tenderness has swept away towards Suiyun Yuan’s throat.
Chapter 19 Moving changes
Even when the’ gentle’ blade is about to break Suiyun Yuan’s throat, he is always elegant and leisurely.
Suiyun Yuan leaned back slightly to avoid the light blade.
Suiyun Yuan’s feet were just away from the tiles when Hua Shuang stepped on them.
It’s all so much, never forced, and so freely
Falling together and falling together is the distance between life and death.
The distance between life and death is very close. In the long run, there is no distance between life and death for people.
The art of using the knife to hide flowers is called strange and urgent.
But Suiyun Yuan was able to cut her knife without hurting a hair.