Chapter 5 The third round of tall buildings and bright moon

The smoke gradually dissipated. This is the smoke that kills people. There are already countless famous heroes in the Jianghu who have died silently in this thick smoke. When the smoke dissipated, the wooden man's eyes were shining, and he believed that his opponent had undoubtedly fallen. He wished he could still see them struggling on the ground, crawling up to him, begging for his cure. Even Shi Batian and Tonghu once knelt in front of him and begged bitterly. They were originally the fiercest strongmen in the rivers and lakes, but when they really faced death, even the most courageous people would become cowardly and weak.

The pain and despair of others was always a pleasant enjoyment to him. But this time he was disappointed. Fu Hongxue and Yan Nanfei didn't fall down, and their eyes were actually shining. But the light in the wooden man's eyes has been extinguished like the flames on his body, and the charred clothes have long been dispersed along with the smoke and wind, leaving only the black flesh and blood, like unburnt gold and iron, and like It was burnt charcoal. Yan Nanfei suddenly said, "These two are killing each other with five elements." Fu Hongxue said, "Hmph." "Hiding wood in gold, water and fire have the same origin", "using earth to escape, ghosts to catch feet", these are all unpredictable assassination methods, and the five elements double killing is also among the most expensive professional assassins. It is said that they have long been rich and wealthy.

It's a pity that there are many millionaires in the world, in the eyes of some people, they are worthless at all. The clay figurine rushed to make amends and said with a smile: "He is metal, wood, water and fire, and I am dirt. I am simply a dirt donkey, a potato, and a dirt dog." He looked at the knife in Fu Hongxue's hand. The knife is sheathed.Black handle, black scabbard. The clay figurine sighed and said with a wry smile: "Even if we don't recognize Mr. Fu, we should recognize this saber." Wooden man said: "But we never thought that Fu Daxia would help him."

Fu Hongxue said coldly, "His life is already mine." The wooden man said: "Yes." Fu Hongxue said: "Except for me, no one can hurt him at all." The wooden man said: "Yes." The clay figurine said: "As long as Mr. Fu spares my dog's life, I will get out of here immediately." Fu Hongxue said, "Get lost." When the word was said, the two of them rolled out immediately. They really rolled out, like two balls. Yan Nanfei suddenly smiled and said, "I know you will never kill them." Fu Hongxue said, "Oh?" Yan Nanfei said: "Because they are not worthy yet."

Fu Hongxue stared at the knife in his hand, and the expression on his face was filled with an indescribable loneliness. He didn't have many friends, and now even his enemies, there are not many left. In heaven and earth, how many people are worthy of him drawing his sword? Fu Hongxue said slowly: "I've heard that they killed Shi Batian at a price of 130,000 taels." Yan Nanfei said, "It's absolutely correct." Fu Hongxue said: "Of course your life is worth more than Shi Batian." Yan Nanfei said, "It's worth much more." Fu Hongxue said: "There are not many people who can afford such a high price and ask them to kill you."

Yan Nanfei closed his mouth. Fu Hongxue said, "You didn't ask because you already knew who this person was." Yan Nanfei still kept his mouth shut. Silent. Fu Hongxue said, "Your unfulfilled wish is to deal with this person?" Yan Nanfei suddenly sneered and said, "You have asked too many questions!" Fu Hongxue said, "You won't tell me?" Yan Nanfei said, "Don't tell me." Fu Hongxue said: "Then you go!" Yan Nanfei said, "You can't leave!" Fu Hongxue said: "Don't forget that I lent you a year. You owe me this year."

Yan Nanfei said, "You want me to pay it back? How can I pay it back?" Fu Hongxue said, "Go and finish what you should do." Yan Nanfei said: "But I..." Fu Hongxue suddenly raised her head, stared at him and said, "If you are really a man, even if you are going to die, you must die in an aboveboard manner." He raised his head, but Yan Nanfei lowered his head, as if he didn't want him to see the expression on his face. No one can explain what kind of expression that is - is it grief and indignation?Is it pain?or fear? Fu Hongxue said: "Your sword is still there, and you are not dead, why don't you dare go?"

Yan Nanfei also raised his head, clenched the sword in his hand, and said, "Okay, I'll go. But after a year, I will come again." Fu Hongxue said: "I know!" There is still wine on the table! Yan Nanfei turned around suddenly, grabbed the wine jar, and said, "You still don't want to drink?" Fu Hongxue said, "Don't drink!" Yan Nanfei also stared at him, and said, "Can people who don't drink really be sober forever?" Fu Hongxue said, "Not necessarily." Yan Nanfei laughed loudly, poured half a jar of wine into his stomach in one go, and then strode out.He walks very fast.

Because he knows that the road ahead is not only difficult, but also far away, terrifyingly far away. Dead towns, deserted streets, the world is silent, and the bright moon is silent. The moon is full tonight. If people's hearts are missing, what about the full moon? Yan Nanfei strode under the full moon, his strides were big and he walked very fast. But Fu Hongxue always followed him at a distance. No matter how fast he walked, as soon as he turned his head, he could immediately see the lonely cripple slowly following behind with that clumsy and peculiar posture. The stars were thinner, the moon was fainter, and the long night was coming to an end, but he was still following, still keeping the same distance.

Finally, Yan Nanfei couldn't help turning his head back, and said loudly, "Are you my shadow?" Fu Hongxue said, "No." Yan Nanfei said, "Why are you following me?" Fu Hongxue said, "Because I don't want you to die at the hands of others." Yan Nanfei sneered, and said, "You don't need to worry about it, I can always take care of myself." Fu Hongxue said, "You really can?" He didn't let Yan Nanfei answer, and immediately continued: "Only a truly ruthless person can take care of himself, but you are too sentimental."

Yan Nanfei said, "What about you?" Fu Hongxue said coldly: "Even if I have feelings, I have already forgotten them. I have forgotten them for a long time." His pale face is still completely expressionless, and who can see how many bitter past events and painful memories are hidden behind this cold mask? If a person's heart is dead and his love is gone, who else in this world can hurt him again? Yan Nanfei stared at him, and slowly said: "If you really think you can take care of yourself, you are wrong." Fu Hongxue said, "Oh?" Yan Nanfei said, "There is at least one person in this world who can hurt you." Fu Hongxue said, "Who?" Yan Nanfei said, "You yourself." morning, sunrise. The sun has illuminated the dark and cold earth, and also illuminated the three words on the stone tablet beside the road: "Phoenix Collection". Only this stele, only these three characters, are still exactly the same as a year ago. Fu Hongxue was not a person who easily expressed his sadness, but when he walked past the stele, he still couldn't help but turn his head to take another look. In the vicissitudes of life, the world has changed a lot, but the changes in this place are too fast. Yan Nanfei actually saw through his intentions, and suddenly asked: "You can't think of it?" Fu Hongxue nodded slowly, and said, "I didn't expect it, but you already knew it!" Yan Nanfei said, "Oh?" Fu Hongxue said: "You already knew that this place has become a dead town, that's why you brought your wine, music and kabuki along." Yan Nanfei did not deny it. Fu Hongxue said, "Of course you also know how this place became like this." Yan Nanfei said, "Of course I know!" Fu Hongxue said, "For what?" Yan Nanfei's eyes suddenly showed a mixture of pain and anger, and after a long time, he slowly said, "It's for me." Fu Hongxue said: "For you? How could you turn a prosperous town into a grave?" Yan Nanfei closed his mouth. When he closed his mouth, the contours of his mouth immediately became very cold, almost cruelly cold. So as soon as he shuts up, anyone should be able to see that he refuses to talk about it any more. So Fu Hongxue also kept his mouth shut. But their eyes were not closed. At the same time, they saw a fast horse galloping from the side road, coming extremely fast. The horse is a good horse, and the rider's riding skills are excellent.Almost as soon as they saw the horse, the men and horses were in front of them. Yan Nanfei suddenly dashed out, turned over in the air, passed the horse's head, and when he landed again, he had already grabbed the reins and reined in. His whole body was nailed to the ground like a nail, and with just one hand, he restrained the galloping horse. The horse neighed, and the man stood up. Immediately, the knight swung his whip angrily, and whipped Yan Nanfei on the head. The whip was caught immediately, and the knight somersaulted and fell to the ground. His sweaty face was distorted by anger and fear, and he looked at Yan Nanfei in surprise. Yan Nanfei was smiling: "You are in a hurry, why?" The knight held back his breath. Seeing Yan Nanfei's astonishing skill, he couldn't bear it, and he didn't dare not answer: "I'm going to the funeral." Yan Nanfei asked, "Did your family member die?" The knight said, "It's my second uncle." Yan Nanfei said: "After you rush away, can you revive him?" cannot!Of course not. Yan Nanfei said, "Since you can't, why are you in such a hurry?" The knight couldn't help but asked, "What exactly do you want?" Yan Nanfei said, "I want to buy your horse." The knight said: "I won't sell it!" Yan Nanfei casually took out a bag of gold leaf and threw it in front of this person: "Do you want to sell it?" The knight was even more surprised. He stared blankly at the package of gold leaves, finally let out a long breath, and murmured, "You can't come back to life after death, so why should I rush there?" Yan Nanfei smiled, stroking the horse's mane, looked at Fu Hongxue, and smiled, "I know I can't shake you off, but now I have six legs." Fu Hongxue was speechless. Yan Nanfei laughed and waved his hands: "Goodbye, see you in a year!" A good horse selected from a thousand, with an exquisitely made saddle, he was about to fly onto the horse, when suddenly, the light of the knife flashed. Fu Hongxue had drawn his saber. With a flash of light, the knife was sheathed again. The horse was not frightened, and the person was not harmed. The flash of the Sky Saber looked like a shooting star in the sky, and what it brought to people was only beauty and hope, not fright and fear. Yan Nanfei was surprised, looking at the pitch-black knife in his hand: "I know you seldom draw a knife." Fu Hongxue said, "Yes." Yan Nanfei said, "Your saber is not for people to see." Fu Hongxue said, "Yes." Yan Nanfei said, "Why did you draw your sword for no reason this time?" Fu Hongxue said, "Because of your legs." Yan Nanfei didn't understand: "My legs?" Fu Hongxue said: "You don't have six legs. As soon as you get on this horse, you will have no legs, not even a single leg." Yan Nanfei's pupils contracted, and he suddenly turned around, and saw blood! Crimson blood was beginning to flow, neither from the man nor the horse. The blood came from the saddle. The knight who had been sitting on the ground suddenly jumped up and shot out like an arrow. Fu Hongxue didn't stop him, neither did Yan Nanfei, and they didn't even look back. With his eyes fixed on the saddle, he slowly stretched out two fingers and lifted the saddle--only one piece. This exquisitely made saddle has been cut in half by the flash of the knife just now. How could the saddle bleed? of course not. The blood was cold, and it came from the snake, which was in the saddle. The four poisonous snakes have also been cut off by the flash of the knife just now. Suppose a person sits on the saddle, suppose there are several holes beside the saddle for snakes to come out of, and if someone has pulled out the pistons of these holes, suppose these four poisonous snakes came out and bit the person's leg. So does this person still have legs? Thinking of these things, even Yan Nanfei couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Before his cold sweat broke out, he heard a scream, a scream, like a sword had been stabbed in his chest. The knight who escaped just now had used the lightness skill of "swallows copying water three times" to fly seven feet away. But when he jumped up for the fourth time, he suddenly let out a miserable cry, and suddenly fell from the air. The flash of the knife just now not only cut off the saddle and severed the poisonous snake, but also wounded his heart, his spleen, and his liver. He fell, on the ground, twisting and convulsing like a snake. No one looked back. Yan Nanfei gently put down half of the saddle in his hand, raised his head, and stared at Fu Hongxue. Fu Hongxue's hand was on the handle of the knife, and the knife was in the sheath. Yan Nanfei was silent for a long time again, sighed a long time, and said, "I only hate that I was born too late, I haven't seen it before!" Fu Hongxue said, "Have you never seen Ye Kai's knife?" Yan Nanfei said: "I only hate that I don't have a fate, I..." Fu Hongxue interrupted him, saying: "You are not destined, but you are lucky. Someone saw his sword before..." Yan Nanfei rushed to ask, "All those people are dead now?" Fu Hongxue said: "Even if their people are not dead, their hearts are already dead." Yan Nanfei said, "Heart is dead?" Fu Hongxue said: "No matter who, as long as he has seen his sword shot, he will not dare to use a sword for the rest of his life." Yan Nanfei said: "But he used a throwing knife!" Fu Hongxue said: "The flying knife is also a knife." Yan Nanfei admits, only admits. There are many kinds of knives, no matter what kind of knife is a knife, no matter what kind of knife can kill! Fu Hongxue asked again: "Have you ever used a knife?" Yan Nanfei said, "No." Fu Hongxue said, "How many people have you met who really know how to use a knife?" Yan Nanfei said, "Not many." Fu Hongxue said: "Then you are not worthy to talk about knives at all." Yan Nanfei smiled and said, "Maybe I'm not worthy to talk about knives, maybe your saber skills are not unparalleled in the world, I'm not sure about them. I can only be sure of one thing." Fu Hongxue said, "What's the matter?" Yan Nanfei said, "Now I have six legs, but you only have two." He laughed and flew on his horse again. The saddle is broken, the snake is dead, but the horse is still alive and well. The horse moves like a dragon, and leaves in the dust. Fu Hongxue lowered his head, looked at his legs, and muttered with indescribable ridicule in his eyes: "You are wrong, I don't have two legs, I only have one." Every town has restaurants.Every restaurant that can exist for a long time must have its own characteristics. The characteristic of Wanshoulou is "expensive", no matter what kind of food and drinks are at least twice as expensive as other restaurants. Human beings have many weaknesses, and spending money to show off is undoubtedly one of them. Therefore, in particularly expensive places, business is always particularly good. Yan Nanfei came out from the Wanshou Building, and seeing the horse tied outside the door, he couldn't help laughing. After all, two legs are not as good as six legs. Everyone hopes to get rid of their own shadow, isn't this also one of the weaknesses of human beings. But he untied the rein from the hitching stone, and couldn't laugh. Because when he raised his head, he saw Fu Hongxue again. Fu Hongxue was standing across the street, looking at him coldly.Pale face, cold eyes, black knife. Yan Nanfei laughed. He hit the horse, and the horse walked away, but he still stood there, smiling, looking at Fu Hongxue. A horse worth thousands of gold turned into dust just as he clapped his hands. Qianjin, Wanjin, Wanwanjin, what do you think in his eyes?It's just a cloud of dust. After the dust dissipated, he crossed the street, walked towards Fu Hongxue, and said with a smile, "You finally came after me." Fu Hongxue said, "Yes." Yan Nanfei said, "No matter who you want to keep an eye on, won't that person be able to escape?" Fu Hongxue said, "Yes." Yan Nanfei sighed, and said, "Fortunately, I'm not a woman, otherwise I'd be stared at by you, and I wouldn't even marry you if I wanted to." A strange blush suddenly appeared on Fu Hongxue's pale face. It was so terribly red that even his pupils shrank from the pain. What painful memories did he have in his heart?Why did this ordinary joke cause him such pain? Yan Nanfei also closed his mouth. He never wanted to hurt anyone; whenever he inadvertently stabbed someone, he felt the same pain in his heart. The two stood facing each other like this, standing under the eaves of a pastry shop. There was a dry and skinny old woman in the store, and she was buying cakes with two children, a boy and a girl. Before she went out, the children were already clamoring for cakes. Although the old woman said "no food is allowed on the road", Still took out two cakes and distributed them to the children. Who knew that after the children got the cake, they quarreled even more fiercely. The boy jumped and said, "Why is Xiaoping's piece bigger than mine? I want her piece." Of course the girl refused, the boy went to grab it, the girl ran away, and the old woman couldn't stop her, she just shook her head and sighed. Of course the girl ran not as fast as the boy, and seeing that she was about to be overtaken, she hid behind Yan Nanfei's body, grabbed Yan Nanfei's clothes, and said, "Good uncle, help me, he's a little robber .” The boy rushed to say: "This uncle will not help you, we are all men, and men help men." Yan Nanfei laughed. Although these two children are naughty, they are really smart and cute.Yan Nanfei also had his own childhood, but it's a pity that those golden carefree days are gone forever, and the childhood playmate that he will never forget is now married. From these two children, he seemed to see his childhood past that never came back. His heart was suddenly filled with tenderness and sadness, and he couldn't help holding the hands of the two children, and said softly: "You don't make noise, and uncle will buy cakes for you, ten yuan each." Angelic smiles immediately appeared on the faces of the children, rushing towards him. Yan Nanfei stretched out his hands, and was about to hug them one by one. At this moment, the knife flashed. Fu Hongxue, who was never willing to draw his sword easily, suddenly drew his sword again! The light of the knife flashed, and the cake in the children's hands had been peeled off, fell to the ground, and fell into two halves. The children were all frightened and cried at once, and ran back to their grandmother crying loudly. Yan Nanfei was also stunned, looking at Fu Hongxue in surprise. Fu Hongxue's saber was already in its sheath, and there was no expression on his face. Yan Nanfei suddenly sneered, and said, "I only now understand that your knife is not useful for killing people!" Fu Hongxue said, "Oh?" Yan Nanfei said, "You can still use it to scare children." Fu Hongxue said coldly, "I only scare one kind of child." Yan Nanfei asked, "What kind?" Fu Hongxue said, "Murderer's child!" Yan Nanfei was stunned again, and slowly turned around, the old woman was leading the child back. The children stopped crying and stared at Yan Nanfei with wide eyes. Their eyes seemed to be full of resentment and hatred. Yan Nanfei lowered his head, and his heart also began to sink. There was a light flickering in the sugar cake that fell on the ground. He picked up half of it, and found the machine-spring nail cylinder hidden in the cake, the five-poison flying nail. His body suddenly flew up like a bird, landed in front of the old woman, and said: "Are you the ghost grandmother?" The old woman smiled, her withered and thin face suddenly became indescribably ferocious and vicious: "I didn't expect you to know me." Yan Nanfei stared at her for a long time before slowly saying: "Of course you also know that I have a habit." The ghost grandmother said: "What habit?" Yan Nanfei said, "I never kill women." Ghost Grandma smiled and said, "This is a good habit." Yan Nanfei said: "Although you are old, you are still a woman after all." The ghost grandma sighed and said, "It's a pity you haven't seen me when I was young, otherwise..." Yan Nanfei said coldly: "Otherwise I will still kill you!" The ghost grandma said: "I remember you said just now that you never kill women." Yan Nanfei said, "You are an exception." The ghost grandmother said: "Why should I make an exception?" Yan Nanfei said: "The children are pure and innocent, you shouldn't use them to ruin their lives." The ghost grandma laughed again, and the laugh was even more terrifying: "Good grandma likes children, and children also like to do things for good grandma. What does it have to do with you?" Yan Nanfei closed his mouth. He no longer wants to talk about it anymore, he has his sword in his hand! The bright red sword is as red as blood! The ghost grandmother said with a sinister smile: "Others are afraid of your Rose Sword, but I..." She didn't continue, but dropped the bag of sugar cakes in her hand and hit the ground heavily. There was a loud "boom", dust was flying, smoke was everywhere, and there were sparks. Yan Nanfei turned over in the air and retreated two feet away. When the gunpowder smoke and dust dispersed, the ghost grandmother and the child had disappeared, but there was a big hole in the ground. The crowd gathered and dispersed. Yan Nanfei still stood there blankly, and after a long time, he turned to face Fu Hongxue. Fu Hongxue was as cold as snow. Yan Nanfei finally couldn't hold back a long sigh, and said, "This time, you're not mistaken." Fu Hongxue said, "I rarely make mistakes." Yan Nanfei sighed: "But the children are still innocent, they must have been abducted by the ghost grandma since they were young..." In the dark night, the infant child, the dry and skinny old woman knocking on the door in the middle of the night... Sad parents, poor children... Yan Nanfei said sadly: "She must have tried all kinds of methods to teach those children to hate and sin since they were young." Fu Hongxue said, "So you shouldn't have let her go." Yan Nanfei said: "I didn't expect that there were firearms from the Jiangnan Thunder Martial Hall hidden in her bag of sugar cakes." Fu Hongxue said: "You should have imagined it. Since there may be five poisonous nails in the cake, there may be pilizi!" Yan Nanfei said, "You already thought about it?" Fu Hongxue did not deny it. Yan Nanfei said, "Since you think you shouldn't let her go, why didn't you take action?" Fu Hongxue said coldly: "Because she didn't want to kill me, and also because she never thought you would be so stupid." Yan Nanfei stared at him, and suddenly smiled, wryly: "Maybe it's not that I'm too stupid, but you're too smart!" Fu Hongxue said, "Oh?" Yan Nanfei said: "Until now, I still don't understand how you can spot the poisonous mist in the smoke and the poisonous snake in the saddle." Fu Hongxue remained silent, and after a long time, he slowly said: "There are many ways to kill people, and assassination is one of them; and it is the most terrifying one." Yan Nanfei said: "I know!" Fu Hongxue said, "Do you know how many ways there are to assassinate?" Yan Nanfei said, "I don't know!" Fu Hongxue said: "Do you know how many undeserving people have been assassinated to death in the past three hundred years?" Yan Nanfei said, "I don't know!" Fu Hongxue said, "There are at least five hundred and thirty-eight people." Yan Nanfei said, "Have you done the calculation?" Fu Hongxue said: "I've done the math, and it took me seven years to figure it out." Yan Nanfei couldn't help asking: "Why do you spend so much effort to calculate these things?" Fu Hongxue said, "Because if I hadn't done the calculation, I would have died at least ten times now, and you have also died three times." Yan Nanfei exhaled lightly, wanted to speak, but held back. Fu Hongxue continued coldly: "The five hundred and thirty-eight people I'm talking about are all first-class masters in the martial arts. The people who killed them were not their opponents." Yan Nanfei said: "It's just that these people's methods of killing people are vicious and clever, so they succeeded." Fu Hongxue nodded, and said, "Although five hundred and thirty-eight people were assassinated to death, there were only four hundred and eighty-three assassins who killed them." Yan Nanfei said, "Because some of them died at the hands of the same person." Fu Hongxue nodded again, and said, "These assassins' methods of killing people are somewhat the same." Yan Nanfei said, "I want it." Fu Hongxue said, "They only used a total of two hundred and twenty-seven methods." Yan Nanfei said: "These two hundred and twenty-seven assassination methods are of course the most vicious and ingenious." Fu Hongxue said, "Of course." Yan Nanfei said, "How many of them do you know?" Fu Hongxue said, "Two hundred and twenty-seven kinds." Yan Nanfei sighed, and said, "I didn't know even one of these methods!" Fu Hongxue said, "Now you know at least three." Yan Nanfei said, "There are more than three kinds!" Fu Hongxue said, "More than that?" Yan Nanfei smiled and said, "Do you know how many times I have been assassinated in the past six months?" Fu Hongxue shook his head. Yan Nanfei said, "Not counting the ones you've seen, there were thirty-nine times." Fu Hongxue said, "They all use different methods?" Yan Nanfei said: "Not only are they completely different, but they are all beyond my imagination, but I am still alive." The one who shut up this time was Fu Hongxue. Yan Nanfei laughed and turned around, walking into the alley across the street.There are tall buildings in the alley, and there are flowers on the upper floors. What is the aroma of the flower? Is it Rose? Tall buildings, there are windows on the upper floors, the moon in front of the windows, and flowers under the moon. The flower is a rose, and the moon is a bright moon. There was no light, and the moonlight came in from the window, shining on the rose beside Yan Nanfei. There is not only Qiangwei beside him, but also a person who was stabbed by Qiangwei. "What evening is this evening? The moon is like water, and people lean on each other. How many endless lovesickness? How much tenderness and sweetness are there? " It's late at night, and people should be drunk. Yan Nanfei was not drunk, his eyes were still as clear as the moon, but the expression on his face seemed to have been stabbed by Qiangwei. Roses have thorns, but what about the bright moon? The bright moon has a heart, so the bright moon shines on people. Her name is Mingyuexin. The night is deeper, the moon is clearer, and the person is more beautiful, but the expression on his face seems to be more painful. She stared at him for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking gently: "What are you thinking?" Yan Nanfei was also silent for a long time before replying in a low voice: "I'm thinking about people, two people." Ming Yuexin's voice was even more gentle: "Among the two people you think of, is it me?" Yan Nanfei said, "No." His voice was cold, and he continued: "Both of them are not you." The beauty was stabbed again, but she didn't flinch, and asked again: "It's not me, who is it?" Yan Nanfei said, "One is Fu Hongxue." Ming Yue Xin said: "Fu Hongxue? The one who was waiting for you at the Phoenix Collection?" Yan Nanfei said, "Yes." Mingyue Xin said: "Is he your enemy?" Yan Nanfei said, "No." Mingyue Xin said: "Is it your friend?" Yan Nanfei said: "Not really." He suddenly smiled, and said again: "You will never think why he is waiting for me at the Phoenix Collection." Yan Nanfei said, "He is waiting to kill me." Ming Yuexin exhaled lightly and said, "But he didn't kill you." Yan Nanfei smiled with an indescribable sarcasm, "Not only did he not kill me, but he also saved me three times." Ming Yuexin sighed softly again, and said: "We women seem to never understand what men like you do." Yan Nanfei said, "You guys don't understand." Mingyue Xin turned her head and stared at Mingyue outside the window: "Who is the other person you think of?" The sarcasm in Yan Nanfei's eyes turned into pain again, and he said slowly, "He is the one I want to kill. It's a pity that I know that I will never be able to kill him." Seeing his pain, her eyes Dim, the bright moon outside the window is also dim. A dark cloud quietly covered over, covering the moonlight. She stood up quietly and said softly: "You should go to sleep, and I should go too." Yan Nanfei didn't raise his head: "You go!" Mingyue Xin said: "I know how you feel now. I should have stayed with you, but..." Yan Nanfei interrupted her, and said coldly: "But you have to go, because although you are in the dust, you never stay here. You can let me sleep here, and it is already very good for me." Ming Yuexin looked at him with pain in her eyes, she suddenly turned around and said faintly: "Maybe I shouldn't have kept you, maybe you shouldn't have come." People go to the empty building, the empty building is silent, but the sound of rain like strings sounds outside the window, gradually approaching, gradually ringing, and gradually getting denser. The heavy rain came so fast that even the rose outside the windowsill was shattered by the raindrops. But under the opposite corner, there is an unbreakable person, no matter what can't be broken, not only can't break his person, but also can't break his determination. Yan Nanfei pushed open the window and saw this person. "He's still there!" The rain was even heavier, but this person was still standing there motionless. Even if these thousands of raindrops turned into thousands of sharp knives, this person would never back down of. Yan Nanfei smiled wryly, only wryly: "Fu Hongxue, Fu Hongxue, why are you such a person?" A gust of wind blew over, and the raindrops hit his face, which was so cold that it went all the way to his heart. However, a rush of hot blood suddenly surged in his heart, and he rushed out, skimmed over the high wall from the icy raindrops, and landed in front of Fu Hongxue. But Fu Hongxue had already arrived far away, and neither felt the torrential rain nor saw him. Yan Nanfei only stood in the rain for a while, and his whole body was already soaked, but Fu Hongxue didn't open his mouth, and he would never open his mouth. Fu Hongxue finally turned his gaze to him, and said coldly, "It's raining outside, and it's raining heavily." Yan Nanfei said: "I know!" Fu Hongxue said, "You shouldn't have come out!" Yan Nanfei smiled and said, "You can get in the rain outside. Why can't I?" Fu Hongxue said, "You can?" After saying these three words, he looked away again, obviously ready to end the conversation. Yan Nanfei refused to stop, and said again: "Of course I can get in the rain, anyone has the freedom to get in the rain." Fu Hongxue seemed to have arrived far away. Yan Nanfei said loudly, "But I didn't come out to get wet in the rain!" His voice was too loud, louder than thousands of raindrops hitting the roof tiles. After all, Fu Hongxue was not deaf, so he finally asked calmly, "What are you doing here?" Yan Nanfei said, "I want to tell you one thing, a secret." Fu Hongxue's eyes sparkled immediately, and he said, "Now you are ready to tell me?" Yan Nanfei nodded. Fu Hongxue said, "Didn't you say that you would rather die than tell?" Yan Nanfei admitted: "I have indeed made up my mind, and I will never tell anyone." Fu Hongxue said, "Why are you telling me now?" Yan Nanfei looked at him, at the raindrops on his face, at his pale face, and said, "Now I'm telling you, just because I suddenly discovered something." Fu Hongxue said, "What's the matter?" Yan Nanfei smiled again, and said flatly, "You are not human, not at all."