Chapter 16 The fifteenth peak

【one】 February twenty-fifth. Chang'an. There are lights. A lavender crystal lampshade, a golden lamp, and a box under the lamp, an old and ordinary box. There were people under the lamp, but it wasn't the silent and ordinary person carrying the box. The person under the lamp is Zhuo Donglai. It was still dark, so the lamp was on, and the light fell on the softer-looking left side of his face. This half of his face looked almost like a kind father today. When a person is satisfied with himself, he will be kinder to others. Now that Zhu Meng is under his control, the Lion Hall has completely disintegrated and collapsed, and Gao Jianfei is dead, at least, he thinks that Gao Jianfei is dead, and everything is completely under his control.

The powerful enemy has been eliminated, and the power is in his hands. There is no one in the world who can compete with him. Even the most dissatisfied people can't be dissatisfied with this situation. His career has undoubtedly reached its peak. So he didn't kill Xiao Leixue. Now Xiao Leixue's situation is almost exactly the same as that of the old man, his skill has completely disappeared, and Zhuo Donglai arranged him in that secluded small courtyard, waiting for Zhuo Donglai to extract the wisdom in his brain and his secret wealth. These things can be done slowly in the future, Zhuo Donglai is not in a hurry.

A murderer whose skills have completely disappeared is like an old prostitute who is ignored. There is no way to go, and nowhere to go. The industries they do are the oldest industries of mankind, and their sorrow is also the oldest tragedy of mankind. Xiao Leixue's box has now fallen into Zhuo Donglai's hands. He also knew that this box was the most mysterious and terrifying weapon in the world.On the day Yang Jian, the traitor of the Lion Hall, was assassinated, he already knew the horror of this weapon. He believes that there must be many people in the world who are willing to sell their souls in exchange for this weapon.

Fortunately, he is not one of those people, he is completely different from those other people in this world. Now that the box was right in front of him, he didn't even bother to move it. For he has another, more terrible weapon, and his wit is his weapon. He wields his wit more fearfully than any weapon ever wielded by any man on earth. ——Although Xiao Leixue is an unparalleled master in the world, he doesn't even have a chance to make a move in front of him. ——Although Zhu Meng was brave and fierce, and although Xiongshitang was powerful, he still defeated them with a single gesture of his hands.

He can do these things because he can not only take every opportunity, but also create it. When others think that he has failed, when his situation is critical, instead of being flustered, he will create a good opportunity to defeat a powerful enemy at the right time and turn defeat into victory. Only such a person is truly strong. Spears, axes, steel knives, and swords are nothing more than sharp weapons for ordinary people, even this box is the same. Zhuo Qing has been standing in front of him for a long time, the taste of victory is like an olive, you have to chew carefully to enjoy its sweetness, so Zhuo Qing is already preparing to withdraw quietly.

But Zhuo Donglai stopped him suddenly, and said in a very gentle voice: "You have worked hard all night, why don't you sit down and have a glass of wine?" "I can not drink." "You can learn." Zhuo Donglai smiled, "It's not very difficult to learn to drink." "But it's not time for me to learn how to drink." "When will you start learning?" Zhuo Donglai's smile has been hidden in the shadows, "Do you have to wait until you can..." He didn't finish this sentence, he suddenly changed the subject and asked Zhuo Qing: "Have you settled Mr. Xiao already?"

"yes." "How was he when you left? Did he say anything?" "No." Zhuo Qing said, "He is still the same as before, as if he doesn't care about anything at all." "Very good." Zhuo Donglai smiled again, "Those who can resign themselves to fate and make themselves content with the status quo as much as possible are truly smart people, and only such people can live long." "yes." Zhuo Donglai's smile seems to have a kind of sharp thought: "Sometimes I feel that he is like me in many ways. What he can't do by himself, not only can't do it, he can't even think about it."

He continued indifferently: "If a person always likes to do things that he can't do, he will inevitably die. Gao Jianfei is a good example." Zhuo Qing suddenly said: "Gao Jianfei is not a good example." "He isn't?" Zhuo Donglai asked, "Why not?" "Because he's not dead yet?" "You know he's not dead yet?" "I know." Zhuo Qing said, "Zheng Cheng saw him leaving the city with his sword at dusk yesterday." "Zheng Cheng?" Zhuo Donglai seemed to search for the name in his memory, "How do you know that he really saw Gao Jianfei?"

"As soon as he found Gao Jianfei's whereabouts, he immediately came back and told me." "You believe him?" "I believe." Zhuo Donglai's smile disappeared again, but his voice was more gentle: "Yes! You should trust him. If you want others to trust you, you must first let him know that you trust him very much." He seemed to suddenly realize that this sentence should not be said, and immediately changed the subject to ask Zhuo Qing. "Have you ever imagined where Gao Jianfei will go?" "I think he must have gone to the Honghuaji brothel to look for Zhu Meng." Zhuo Qing said, "Since Zhu Meng is not there, Gao Jianfei will definitely go back to look for him, so I didn't ask Zheng Cheng to keep an eye on him." , as long as he is in Chang'an, he is in our hands."

Zhuo Donglai laughed again, more happily. "Now you can start to learn to drink." Zhuo Dong said, "You are already qualified to drink, and you are more qualified to drink than most people." He stood up suddenly, and brought the glass of wine he had been holding to Zhuo Qing. Zhuo Qing immediately took it and drank it down. Sprinkle sweet, but his mouth is sour and bitter. He has found himself talking too much, and if he can take back all he just said, he is willing to cut off one of his hands. Zhuo Donglai didn't seem to notice his reaction at all, took his empty glass, poured another, sat down and took a sip.

"Xiao Leixue clearly knew that Gao Jianfei was a disaster in his fate. Xiao Leixue never regretted the contract once in his life. Now that he has received the contract, why didn't he kill Gao Jianfei?" Zhuo Donglai fell into deep thought, "Yes Not because of any special relationship between them? What kind of relationship is that?" He suddenly drank the wine in his glass, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "The relationship between them must only be determined by that old man. It must be this matter that Xiao Leixue wants to ask the old man, this matter It must be very important to him, so once the old man dies, he will kill him, because after the old man dies, no one in the world will know whether Gao Jianfei is his son or not." "his son?" Zhuo Qing was determined not to speak at first, but at this moment he still couldn't help asking loudly: "How could Gao Jianfei be Xiao Leixue's son?" "You think it's impossible?" Zhuo Donglai sneered: "Gao Jianfei is just an insignificant young man. Why did Xiao Leixue, who has always been ruthless, save him? If there is no such relationship between them, even if there are 100,000 Gao Jianfei dead In front of Xiao Leixue, he wouldn't move a single finger." He looked at Zhuo Qing, and his voice became very gentle again. "You have to believe me, anything can happen." Zhuo Dong said, "How could such an unyielding man like Zhu Meng be defeated by a woman? But he lost, and he lost badly. Xiao Lei The same goes for blood, who would have imagined that he would be here today?" He suddenly sighed deeply: "Actually, I am the same too. How could I have imagined whose hands I would lose in the future?" This sentence may not be true, but there are some philosophies worth pondering. Zhuo Qing suddenly backed out. He knew that the time had come for him to step down, because he knew that Sima Chaoqun had arrived. He had already heard Sima Chaoqun say: "Yes, this kind of thing was never expected by anyone." 【two】 The door was open, and Sima Chaoqun was standing at the door, outside was a dense fog that was close to milky white. He was already a middle-aged man, his clothes and hair were disheveled, and he looked tired after a long journey. But when he stood here, he still looked so tall, handsome and strong, and he was much younger than his actual age. Against the background of the thick fog outside the door and the lights in the room, he looked like someone in a painting. God like. This point is undoubtedly unmatched by anyone in the arena. Even if his martial arts are only half as good as they are now, he will definitely become a hero who is admired and respected. Because he was born that way. When Zhuo Donglai looked at him, he couldn't help showing admiration in his eyes, he stood up quickly, and poured him a glass of wine. ——Why do you want to go to Luoyang?Why did you pretend to be sick and lie to me? Zhuo Donglai didn't even mention these things. When he could feel that Sima Chaoqun was in a bad mood, he would always be careful not to bring up such unpleasant things. "You must be very tired, and you must be in a hurry." Zhuo Dong said, "I originally expected that you would not come back until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." He asked with a smile, "How's the weather in Luoyang?" Sima Chaoqun remained silent, with a strange expression on his face. It took a long time before he spoke: "The weather over there is very good, better than here, and the blood on the street dries quickly, much faster than here." His voice seemed a little weird, but Zhuo Donglai didn't seem to notice it. "As long as the blood bleeds out, it will be done sooner or later." Sima Chaoqun said, "It doesn't matter if you do it sooner or later." "Yes." Zhuo Dong said, "There are many things like this in the world." "There are many things in the world that are not like this." "Oh?" "People are alive, and they will die sooner or later. But there is a big difference between early death and late death." Sima Chaoqun said, "If you want to kill a person, can you wait until he is dead before doing it?" "Impossible." Zhuo Dong said, "Killing must be timely. Once the time has passed, the situation will be different." He smiled and raised his glass: "Just like drinking, you should drink in time. If you save this glass of wine for later, it will become sour." "right." Sima Chaoqun agreed, "You are absolutely right, it seems that what you say can never be wrong." He raised his glass and drank it down: "I want to respect you for this glass, because you have won another beautiful victory for our big bodyguard." "You already know what's going on here?" "I know." Sima said, "I have been back for a long time, and I have thought about it for a long time." "What are you thinking?" "Miss you." Sima Chaoqun's expression was even more strange: "I have carefully thought about everything you have done for me in the past thirty years. The more I think about it, the more I think you are really an amazing person. I really can't compare to you." Zhuo Donglai's smile was still on his face, but it had become very stiff: "Why do you think about these things?" Sima didn't answer this sentence, but turned around. "Come with me," he said, "I'll show you a few people, and you'll understand after you've seen them." 【three】 As the morning sun breaks out, the fog becomes thicker. There are no flowers in this small garden, but there are yellow buds, green peas, radishes, lettuce, courgettes and leeks. These vegetables are all grown by Wu Wan, and Sima Chaoqun always likes to eat fresh vegetables just picked. So there are no flowers in the garden, only vegetables. Everything Wu Wan does is for her husband, her husband and their two children. Their children have always been very well-behaved, because Wu Wan raised them very well since they were young, and never let them get in touch with the affairs of adults, and never let them slip outside casually. Outside is the scope of the Escort, those people and those things are not what children should see. When he got here, Zhuo Donglai realized that he hadn't seen them for several days. This is his negligence. For the sake of the friendship between him and Sima, and for the future of the Escort, he decided not to bring up the matter of Guo Zhuang in the future, and to treat Wu Wan and the children better. 【Four】 Below the small building are halls, a main hall and a flower hall for drinking.Although there are very few guests here, Wu Wan still arranges these two halls very quiet and comfortable. Upstairs is the bedroom for her and her child, and a nurse and two maids from her natal family also live with her. Her husband does not live at home. Sima was very kind to her and to the children, but he never stayed here at night. It was still dark and there were no lights upstairs, so Wu Wan and the children must still be asleep. ——Why did Sima Chaoqun bring him here to see them? Zhuo Donglai couldn't figure it out. The window of the bedroom was actually open, and the milky white mist was blown in by the wind, turning it into a light dead gray, making this originally elegant room seem to be filled with an indescribably gloomy atmosphere. It's so cold, and it's very cold. Because the brazier has long since gone out. The hostess, who has always been careful, why doesn't she add a little fire to the brazier for her children? There was no light, no fire, but there was wind. Looking through the gloomy gray mist, it seemed that there was a person in the room shaking with the wind. Hanging in the air and shaking with the wind. ——How could it hang in mid-air?Who is this person? Zhuo Donglai's heart sank suddenly, and his pupils shrank suddenly. He had eyes sharpened like a vulture's through years of hard training. He had already seen the man suspended in mid-air, and he saw that the man was suspended in mid-air by a rope. This person is Wu Wan. She tied a rope in a knot, hung the rope from the beam, put her neck in it, and put the knot she had tied around her throat. By the time her legs left the ground, the knot was lodged in her throat. This is death. Difficult to be the only one to die through the ages, this is such a difficult thing, but sometimes it is so easy. Besides Wu Wan, there are other people in the room, an old nanny with white hair like frost, two girls whose age has withered like flowers, and a pair of lovely children. A cute child with an infinite future, people will be happy when they see it. But now, the nanny's hair is no longer gray, and the girls will no longer hurt themselves about getting old.Children will no longer make people feel happy from the heart when they see them, but only make people feel a kind of sadness and pain in their hearts when they see them. ——What a lovely child, what a pity. "I'm sorry for you, so I die, I deserve to die, I have to die. Children don't deserve to die. But I can only let them die with me. I don't want them to be motherless children, and I don't want them to grow up to be like your good friend Zhuo Donglai. Mama Cui is my nanny. I have been fed her milk since I was a child, and she has always treated me like her daughter. Xiaofen and Xiaofang are like my sisters. I'm dead, and they don't want to live. So we all die. I don't want you to forgive me, as long as you live well, I also know that you will live well without us. " So cold, so cold, so cold, Zhuo Donglai has never felt so cold. This elegant bedroom turned out to be a tomb, and he himself was in this tomb. His body's muscles, blood vessels, and bone marrow seemed to be freezing cold. "What's going on here? When did this happen? Why did Wu Wan die?" "You do not know?" "I don't know." Zhuo Dong said, "I really don't know." "It's been at least three or four days since they died, and you still don't know about it." Sima Chaoqun's voice was cold, "You really took good care of them. I should really be grateful to you." These words were like a long cold needle piercing from the top of Zhuo Donglai's head to the bottom of his feet. He has many reasons to explain it. ——In the past few days, he has been dealing with the Lion Hall with all his strength. This place belongs to Wu Wan and the children. He and the people from the Big Escort Bureau rarely come here. He didn't explain. This kind of thing cannot be explained at all, no matter how it is explained, it is superfluous. Sima Chaoqun never glanced at him, nor could he see the expression on Sima's face. "You ask me, why did Wu Wan die? I couldn't figure it out." Sima Chaoqun said: "She is not very old, she has always been in good health, and has always liked children. Although she is not very loyal to me, she She has always been able to fulfill her responsibilities as a wife.” His voice was surprisingly calm: "But I didn't fulfill my responsibilities as a husband, so the fault is mine, not her." "You know that too?" "I know, I have known for a long time, the husband is not necessarily the last one to know." Sima Chaoqun said, "I also know that it will pass soon, and she will still be my good wife, and she will still be my good wife." Take care of my children." He continued indifferently: "Since I am determined to be a great hero according to your wishes, I must pay the price." "So you pretended not to know on purpose." "Yes." Sima Chaoqun said, "Because if I knew, I would definitely kill her. A hero's family would never allow such a thing to happen. Of course I must kill her." Sima said: "So I just pretend not to know. Because this is my home, I can't destroy this home under any circumstances. Not only do I have to pretend not to know, but I also want her to think that I don't know at all. , this home can be preserved.” Zhuo Donglai looked surprised. It wasn't until now that he realized that he didn't fully understand Sima Chaoqun at all.He never knew that there was such a side in Sima Chaoqun's personality.He is such a sentimental person, and when encountering such a thing, he can still think of others. "This kind of thing is unbearable for any man, but I have already figured it out." Sima said, "After this matter is over and the children grow up, we will still be like other couples, staying together and spending time together." The rest of the year." He suddenly turned around and faced Zhuo Donglai: "If you hadn't forced her to death, we would definitely be like this." "I forced her to death?" Zhuo Donglai's voice was hoarse, "You think I forced her to death." "You not only forced her to death, you forced Guo Zhuang to death, but you will also drive me to death sooner or later." Sima said, "Because you will always want others to live according to the way you arrange." He stared at Zhuo Donglai: "Because you have a disease in your heart. Although you look conceited on the outside, you actually look down on yourself in your heart, so you want me to represent you to do things that should be done by yourself. You want to make me a hero." Idol, because you have already regarded me as your incarnation in your heart, so if you think someone will hinder your plan, you will use all means to force him to death." Sima Chaoqun said: "That's how Wu Wan died, because you felt that she had hindered you." Zhuo Donglai was silent for a long, long time. "You told me just now that you have been thinking about a lot of things for a long time." He asked Sima, "Is it because you think it's time to make up your mind?" "yes." "Have you already made up your mind?" "yes." "What have you decided to do in the future?" "It's not about what to do in the future, it's about now." Sima Chaoqun said, "I want you to go now, never let me see you again, never let me meddle in my business again." Zhuo Donglai suddenly seemed to be unable to stand still, as if he was suddenly hit on the top of the head with a stick. "It doesn't matter what you want to take away, but you must go." Sima Chaoqun said firmly, "Before sunset today, you must stay away from Chang'an City." Zhuo Donglai suddenly laughed. "I know these words are not what you really want to say." He said softly, "You have been hit and you are too tired. As long as you have a good rest, you will forget these words." Sima Chaoqun looked at him coldly. "You were wrong this time. Now you have to leave. You must leave." Sima said, "Do you remember what we said just now? Killing must be timely, and the opportunity must not be missed. This matter is the same." Zhuo Donglai His pupils began to shrink again. "What if I don't leave?" He asked Sima word by word, "If I don't leave, will you kill me?" "yes." Sima Chaoqun also said in the same tone, word by word, "If you don't leave, I will kill you." 【Fives】 The sky was gradually getting brighter, but the inside of the room seemed even more eerie and eerie. Because the light in the room has made it possible to see those who died tragically. The more lovable a person is in life, the more miserable and terrible he looks after death. Zhuo Donglai and Sima Chaoqun stood face to face, the cold wind came in from the window, slashing between them like a blade. "I could have left. A person like me can go anywhere." Zhuo Dong said, "But I can't." His voice also became strangely calm. "Because I spent my whole life creating you as a person. I can't let you be ruined by others." Zhuo Donglai said word by word: "You know what I am, but there are many things I would rather do by myself. .” "Yes, I know that." "Have we always understood each other?" "Yes." Sima Chaoqun said, "So I have already prepared." "When are you going to be?" "Preparation is at this moment." Sima said, "Killing must be timely. I will definitely keep this sentence in my heart forever." "Where are you going to be?" "Right here." Sima looked around at the corpses in the house, every corpse was his closest person when he was alive, there was a relationship he would never forget, every death would make him regret and regret for the rest of his life. Even Zhuo Donglai was the same. If Zhuo Donglai also died here, then the most important part of his life would also have died here. "It's here." Sima Chaoqun said, "Is there any better place in the world than here?" "No more." Zhuo Donglai sighed, "It's true." 【six】 There is a very special person in this world. Usually you may not find him everywhere, but when you need him, he will be near you and will never let you down. Zhuo Qing is such a person. "Zhuo Qing, come in." Zhuo Donglai seemed to know that Zhuo Qing would definitely be near him, as long as he called lightly, he would appear. Sure enough, Zhuo Qing did not disappoint him.Zhuo Qing never let anyone down. He has never disappointed since he was very young.But today he looked a little tired, he was still wearing yesterday's clothes, and he hadn't even wiped off the mud on his boots. Usually he is not like this. Usually, no matter how busy he is, he will take time out to tidy up his appearance, because he knows that both Zhuo Donglai and Sima Chaoqun are very particular about these things. Fortunately, Zhuo Donglai didn't notice these things today, and just gave simple instructions. "Kneel down and kowtow to Uncle Sima." Zhuo Qing knelt down, Sima Chaoqun didn't stop him, but looked directly at Zhuo Donglai. "You don't need him to kowtow." Sima said, "I know he is your adopted son. You don't have a son, so I will let him inherit the Zhuo family's incense. If you die, I will take good care of him. "He couldn't help but look at his son, his eyes immediately filled with sadness and anger. "At least I won't take care of him like you take care of my son." "I believe it," Zhuo Dong said, "I absolutely believe it." He watched Zhuo Qing stand up after kowtowing, "You have heard what Uncle Sima said, and you should also know that Uncle Sima has never broken his promise to anyone. He will definitely take care of you better than me." "I know." Zhuo Qing's voice was also hoarse with gratitude: "But I will never take someone else's surname again in my life." "You must also remember that if I die, you have to treat Uncle Sima as you would treat me." Zhuo Donglai was undoubtedly moved, "No matter what happens between Uncle Sima and me, it is between me and him." Not only can you not hold any grudges about the private affairs between you, but you must never tell anyone what you saw today." "I know." Zhuo Qing said sadly, "I will definitely do what you want, even if you want me to die, I will go." Zhuo Donglai heaved a long sigh! "You have always been a good boy, and you will definitely have a bright future." He looked at Zhuo Qing, "Come here, there is something I want to leave to you, whether I live or die, you must keep it well." "yes." Zhuo Qing walked over, walking slowly, suddenly there was an indescribable sadness in his eyes, as if he had foreseen that a very tragic and terrible thing was about to happen. He didn't run away because he knew there was no way to escape. Sima Chaoqun turned his head and stopped looking at them. He has made up his mind that he must not be moved by anyone, and he must not change his mind because of anything. Then he heard a very strange sound, like the sound made when leather is punctured. When he turned his head to look again, he found that Zhuo Donglai had already stabbed a knife into Zhuo Qing's heart at this very moment. Zhuo Qing took half a step back and then slowly fell down. He didn't yell. There was no expression of surprise and pain on his pale face, as if he had expected this to happen. ——It wasn't because Zhuo Donglai's strike was too fast, but because he was already prepared, and when he walked over, he seemed to be ready. Sima Chaoqun's expression changed due to surprise. "Why did you kill him?" Sima asked Zhuo Donglai sharply, "Are you afraid that I will torture him after you die?" "No." Zhuo Dong said, "Your heart has always been more magnanimous than mine, and it is absolutely impossible to do such a thing." His voice was calm: "I killed him only because I couldn't leave him to you." "why?" "Because he is a very dangerous person, gloomy, cold and dangerous." Zhuo Dong said, "Now he is still young, and I can still kill him. In a few years, I am afraid that even I will not be his opponent." He explained The sable fur on his lower body gently covered Zhuo Qing's body, his movements were like a loving father covering his beloved son. But there was no emotion in his voice. "Now he is cultivating his own strength. I am alive and can still control him. If I die, he will take my place in two or three years, and then he will kill you." Zhuo Donglai said lightly. , "If I keep such a person by your side, I can't die in peace." He spoke very plainly, as if he just slapped a mosquito to death for Sima Chaoqun. He didn't seem to want Sima Chaoqun to know that no matter how insidious, cruel, and cruel he was to others, his feelings for Sima Chaoqun were still real. This is indeed something no one can deny. Sima Chaoqun clenched his fists tightly, and the blood in every vessel in his body seemed to be boiling. But he must control himself, he can never live like before.He is a man of flesh and blood, not a puppet.His wife's body is still hanging on the beam, and his two lively, lovely, intelligent and obedient children will never call him daddy anymore. Sima Chaoqun's body suddenly jumped up, and flew over the beams under the roof like a swallow. His sword is on the beam. With a flash of sword light, the sword struck down like lightning. 【seven】 Everyone in the world knows that the sword used by Sima Chaoqun is a "thousand-hammered iron sword". Thousands of tempers have been tempered to make this sword. The power of this sword when it was struck down was like a thousand big hammers being struck down at the same time. This sword is four feet three inches long and weighs thirty-nine catties. The iron used to forge the sword comes from nine prefectures and thirteen prefectures. The iron elites from nine prefectures and thirteen prefectures gathered the iron elites from nine prefectures and thirteen prefectures to forge this big iron sword. But this sword is too heavy. Swordsmanship is light, agile, fluid and unpredictable. With such a sword, there will undoubtedly be a lot of opportunities to kill the enemy and hurt people in an instant when changing moves. Fighting with masters, this kind of opportunity is undoubtedly fleeting and will never come again.But Sima Chaoqun must use such a sword, because he is Sima Chaoqun. Only he is worthy of such a sword, and only he can wield such a sword. Everyone in the Jianghu knew that Sima Chaoqun was born with supernatural power, and he could lift a thousand weights like a straw. If he hadn't used such a sword, everyone would have been disappointed. How could the invincible Sima Chaoqun disappoint the heroes of the Jianghu? Now the sword he took off from the beam was not the thousand-hammer iron sword that could defeat ten thousand men. Ten thousand men can be the enemy, but Zhuo Donglai can't. They have fought side by side for many years and have been friends through life and death, not enemies. Every time Sima Chaoqun wins brilliantly, Zhuo Donglai is the hero behind the scenes. Things are different now. Although Sima Chaoqun had never fought against Zhuo Donglai, he knew that Zhuo Donglai was much stronger than any opponent he had encountered in his life, even stronger than him. He also knew that many people thought that Zhuo Donglai was better than him, and when he was about to fight to the death with Zhuo Donglai, he was already ready to die by Zhuo Donglai's knife. So this time he didn't use the Thousand Hammer Iron Sword, because he must not lose any chance to defeat the enemy and injure people in an instant. So this time he also used a dagger, as short and sharp as Zhuo Donglai's knife. The sword they used was forged in the same furnace as the two of them. The same fire burned in the furnace.It can turn iron into steel, and it can also make people from weak to strong. The same furnace, the same cauldron, the same fire. Who is Bean?Who is Kei. 【Eight】 The sword light flashed and struck down like lightning. This is the most powerful and domineering "Big Thunderbolt" move among Sima Chaoqun's powerful "Nine Thunderbolt Styles". There are already countless masters in the world who have been defeated by his sword. Although he is not using his big iron sword now, although the power of this sword is not as strong, but the sharpness of this short sword has made up for its lack of power, and the changes when using it are more flexible. But now Sima Chaoqun shouldn't have used this sword. This sword is a strong attacking weak swordsmanship, it is a swordsmanship that can only be used when the opponent is timid and exhausted, and it is definitely not his opponent. Because the sword has exhausted all its strength, if it misses, it will definitely be injured by the opponent. There is almost no choice in between. Against a person like Zhuo Donglai, how could he use this sword?Is it because he underestimated Zhuo Donglai?Or was it because he was too sure of himself? Whether it is underestimating the opponent or overestimating oneself, it is an unforgivable mistake in the competition between masters. Sima Chaoqun should understand this. He will neither underestimate Zhuo Donglai nor overestimate himself, he has always been a person who is not easy to make mistakes. He used this sword only because he knew Zhuo Donglai too well. Zhuo Donglai was too cautious, no matter what the situation, if he was not sure of winning, he would not make a move, and the moves he used must be foolproof moves. As long as the opponent has a one in ten thousand chance of harming him, he will not use that move. Sima Chaoqun is an undefeated hero created by himself. He has seen countless masters beheaded by this sword. Both Sima Chaoqun and the sword of "Big Bang" undoubtedly felt a huge pressure in his heart. This is his weakness. His weakness is Sima Chaoqun's opportunity. Sima Chaoqun must seize this opportunity, as long as Zhuo Donglai hesitates and shrinks under his pressure, his sword will surely pierce Zhuo Donglai's heart. In the battle between masters, the outcome of life and death is often just a matter of one move. Because when they hit a move, they have already calculated every situation. ——The timing, location, opponent's emotions and physical strength are all in their calculations. But when everyone inevitably makes some mistakes, as long as his calculations are slightly off, the mistakes he made will surely make him regret for life. 【Nine】 The sword light flashed and struck down like lightning. Zhuo Donglai didn't hesitate, didn't flinch, and wasn't confused by the lightning-like dazzling sword light. He has already found the sharp point of this sword in the flashing light. The tip of the sword is the heart of the sword. The sword's momentum changes with the sharp edge, and this change is the lifeblood of the sword. He cut off the lifeline of the sword with one blow. The sword light flashing all over the sky suddenly disappeared, and Zhuo Donglai's blade was already behind Sima's left neck. He no longer had the strength to dodge, parry and counterattack at all, and the blade that cut iron like mud could cut off his head in an instant. He didn't close his eyes and wait for the knife. There was no trace of grief, resentment or fear in his eyes. At this moment, Sima Chaoqun actually seemed much calmer than before.If he had stabbed Zhuo Donglai with a single sword just now, maybe he would not have been so calm now. Zhuo Donglai looked at him coldly, without any emotion in his eyes. "You were wrong," Zhuo Dong said, "so you lost." "Yes, I lost." "Have you always wondered what would happen if the two of us fought against each other?" "yes." "But I don't want to know," Zhuo Dong said, "I never want to know." Suddenly there was an indescribable sadness in his voice, but the knife in his hand had already slashed Sima Chaoqun's neck. There was only a flash of the knife, but no blood spattered. This knife was cut with the back of the knife.Then he left without looking back or looking at Sima Chaoqun again. Sima couldn't help hissing and asked, "Why didn't you kill me?" Zhuo Donglai still didn't look back, he just said calmly: "Because you are already a dead person now."