Chapter 30 Chapter 29 Love and Hate · Life and Death

Xiao Fang really made up his mind to kill Bo Wa. Both Dugu Chi and Pu Song are definitely not liars, and what they say is absolutely not false. They have already confirmed what kind of woman Bowa is, Xiao Fang has to believe it, so she can't let her live anymore, otherwise, how many men will be destroyed in her hands. Now he has faced Beauvoir. There is a sword in his palm, and the blade is not far from her heart. As long as his sword stabs out, all love, hatred, grievances, troubles, pains and pains will all be over.Even if he still can't forget her, after a long time, it will gradually become as light as a cloud of smoke.

But he couldn't go through with this sword. The sun was gradually sinking. Like the mysterious eminent monk, Bowa sat quietly in a bleak shadow. She saw Xiao Fang coming in and saw him holding a sword in his hand, so of course she could also see why he came. Although the murderous aura is silent, shadowless and invisible, there is absolutely no way to hide it. If she still wanted to argue and explain, and wanted to provoke Xiao Fang's old relationship with that delicate and weak attitude, Xiao Fang's sword must have been pierced. If she threw herself into Xiao Fang's arms as soon as she saw Xiao Fang, pretending to be Cheng Huan, Xiao Fang must have killed her.

But she didn't do that. She just sat there quietly, staring at Xiao Fang, and after a long time, she sighed softly: "Unexpectedly, you are not dead yet." The first sentence she said was the truth: "I want Pusong to find you, not for you to come to see me, but for your life." Xiao Fang listened, waiting for her to continue. Although the truth hurts, it does not have the pain of being deceived. "I know Pu Song will not let you come to see me, he will definitely kill you." Bowa said: "If he can't kill you, he will die in your hands." She continued calmly: "After he dies, you will definitely come, and the Kalon Lama will definitely kill you to avenge him. Their relationship is as close as father and son."

This is also true. She had counted every possibility, and there was no doubt that her plan would have succeeded. Bo Wa sighed again: "Now I know, I still miscalculated a little." Bo Wa said: "The Kalon Lama is far more shrewd and powerful than I imagined, and he can see through my intentions." She also explained: "He never paid attention to the matter between me and Pusong, so I underestimated him. Now I know that he has always hated me. He would rather let you go than make me happy." I wish." Xiao Fang was silent for a long time before asking, "Why did you tell me these things?"

"Because I don't want to lie to you again." Bowa said, "I also know that there is no way to lie to you now." Her voice suddenly showed a little sadness: "You don't have to ask me whether I am true to you or not, because you are my enemy, and I have to kill you." Xiao Fang remembered that Bu Ying also said the same thing. Between friend and foe, there is absolutely no room for choice, either friend or enemy, either you die or I die! Bo Wa said again: "So you can kill me at any time, I will never blame you." Xiao Fang couldn't do anything.

It's not that I can't bear to do it, it's that I can't do it at all! Because he didn't know who was right and who was wrong in this matter?Who is right? If Bu Ying is really a cat thief, if Bowa did these things for the purpose of catching robbers, who can say she is wrong? Didn't Bu Ying also do some unscrupulous things in order to achieve his goal? Duguchi is a swordsman, and a swordsman is ruthless. Pu Song has become a monk, so he shouldn't be in love. Even if they were deceived by her, it can only be said that they are to blame. Xiao Fang didn't think of himself.

Whenever this important distinction between life and death, right and wrong, he often forgets himself. Bova stared at him. "Whether you kill me or not, I won't force you." Bowa said, "But there is one thing I must remind you." "What's up?" "If you don't kill me, someone will kill you!" Bowa said, "If I don't die, you will surely die under Kalon's sword as soon as you walk out of this meditation room." "I know." Xiao Fang said. After saying these three words, he walked out without looking back. Love and hate, right and wrong, life and death, are like the edge of a knife, the difference is only a thin line.

Xiao Fang walked out of the meditation room and saw the Kalon Lama waiting for him in the small courtyard outside. The sun is getting darker and the wind is getting colder. The Kalon Lama was standing under an old tree, the wind moved the tree, but the earth did not move. The monk didn't move either. Although he still looked so skinny and weak, his patience was as quiet as the earth. The only change was that when he saw Xiao Fang, there seemed to be a touch of pity and sadness in his eyes. Is it because he has already figured out that Xiao Fang will never be able to do anything. Xiao Fang still had the sword in his palm, and the sword light was still emerald green.

The Galon Lama looked at the sword in his hand and said calmly: "A famous sword is like a good horse. A famous horse chooses its owner. The sword is the same. If you can't make good use of it, it is not yours." "This sword is not mine, but yours." The Kalon Lama slowly stretched out his hand: "It's not yours, you should give it back to me." Xiao Fang didn't hesitate at all, and returned the sword to him. The sharpness of this sword is definitely not under his eagle eye. If he holds such a sharp weapon in his hand, he may not be an opponent of Kalon.

But he didn't seem to think at all that Kalon asked him to return the sword just to kill him with it. He didn't run away either. The setting sun has disappeared behind the towering castle and the continuous battlements, leaving only the gloomy blue sword light flashing in the twilight. The Kalon Lama suddenly sighed deeply: "You were originally an excellent young man, just like Pu Song, but it's a pity that you are dead now. Even if I don't kill you, you are no different from a dead person." He raised his head and stared at Xiao Fang: "What else do you have to say now?"

Xiao Fang immediately said: "Yes, I still have something to say and something to ask you." Kalon asked, "What's the matter?" Xiao Fang stared at him, and said word by word: "You hate Bowa, you hate her for ruining the people closest to you, and you also hate yourself, because you can't stop this at all." He suddenly raised his voice and asked sharply, "Why didn't you stop them? Why did you keep her here? Why didn't you kill her yourself? What are you afraid of?" The Galon Lama didn't answer, didn't speak, but the sword light in his palm flickered more violently. Are his hands shaking?What else in the world can make this eminent monk tremble? Xiao Fang's words were even more compelling. "You can obviously prevent this from happening, so Pusong will not die at all. You must be hiding some ulterior secret in your heart, so not only did you not dare to kill Bowa, you even dared not meet her. .” Kalon suddenly said: "Do you want me to kill her?" He asked Xiao Fang: "If I want to kill you, should I kill her first?" "Yes." Xiao Fang answered directly and clearly. He didn't want Bowa to die, but he didn't want to die either, so he posed a problem to Kalun. He was sure that Kalon was the same as him, and would never attack Bo Wa, otherwise Bo Wa would have died countless times. But this time he was wrong again. As soon as he said the word "yes", Kalon's emaciated body swept past him like a gust of wind and entered the meditation room. When he followed up, the edge of the pale green sword in Kalon's hand was already on Bowa's throat. The sword light turned Bowa's face green.There was no panic or fear on her face. She didn't believe that Kalon would do it. "What do you want to do?" Bowa asked indifferently: "Could it be that you want to come and kill me? Have you forgotten who I am? Forgot the secret agreement between us?" "I haven't forgotten." "Then you should know that if you kill me, not only will you regret it for the rest of your life, but you will never be able to wash away your sins." Beauvoir said it with such certainty that it was impossible not to be surprised. Who is she? What secret agreement will there be between a witch and an eminent monk?What is the agreement? Xiao Fang couldn't figure it out, and couldn't believe it. But the Kalon Lama himself did not deny it. "I know I can't kill you, but I'd rather perish forever than kill you." "Because Pusong is my son." Kalon said, "I also met a woman like you twenty-eight years ago." Bowa's face changed. She was not surprised because she heard the secret, but because she knew that since Kalon was willing to tell her the secret, he must have made up his mind to kill her. Xiao Fang's expression also changed. He also saw this, he was not only surprised, but also regretful, because he was forced out of Kalon's murderous intention. He must not see Beauvoir die because of him. Before the sword was stabbed, Xiao Fang had already rushed forward, his right palm slashed at the back of Kalun's neck, and his left hand snapped at the pulse gate of the wrist holding the sword. Karon didn't look back. He held the sword with his left hand, his right arm joint twisted suddenly, and hit Xiao Fang's waist with his backhand. No one would have imagined that a person's arm could be twisted in this position and hit from this direction. Xiao Fang couldn't think of it either. His men were knocked down when he saw Kalon's arms twist. The sword's edge was less than two inches away from Bowa's throat. Kalon stabbed very slowly with the sword, and the emotions and love that had been suppressed for many years suddenly surged, and his hatred for Bowa was far deeper than others. He wants to watch the witch who ruined his son slowly die under his sword. Now no one can save Beauva's life.