Chapter 19 Wrong part three?wrong?wrong?Chapter 1 The Old Man Playing Sanxian

"The Old Man Playing the Sanxian". When Zanghua heard this name, it was already the third day after Lao Gaixian died. Zanghua is standing next to Lao Gaixian now. Lao Gaixian was lying in the "mortuary" of the "Traveling God's Medicine Pavilion". Two sticks of incense in front of the feet.The blue smoke floated feebly. Zanghua stared at the old Gaixian on the long platform. She had stood motionless for half an hour, her eyes were bloodshot, and there was water mist rolling in her eye sockets.Her lips were already bleeding from blowing hard. ——Abusing oneself is also a kind of venting.

This is the second person who "parted" from her hand. The first is Zhong Ruojie, although whether he is alive or dead now is unknown. The second one is Lao Gaixian. Although the incident did not happen to her, she is responsible after all.The parting hook was snatched from her hand.If she hadn't lost the parting hook, there wouldn't be an "old man playing the sanxian" holding a parting hook to make Lao Gaixian "farewell". This account should also be counted on the head of the Azure Dragon Society. It's a pity that the Qinglong Society is like a gambler who owes hundreds of millions of gambling debts, and still dare not come out to meet people.

The Tibetan flowers stared at Lao Gaixian's closed eyes. Maybe there is a person who can definitely find the Qinglonghui, even if he can't find it, he is more or less involved with the Qinglonghui. Zang Hua decided to face him instead of avoiding him. If you have to meet sooner or later, why bother to hide blindly. "Hiding" is not the solution to things after all. Although the plum blossoms in Yang Zheng's "ward" have been separated for many days, they are still in full bloom. Although Yang Zheng was still lying on the bed and couldn't get out of bed, his expression was much better than before, and he seemed much more energetic.He is now looking at Tibetan flowers with a pair of energetic eyes.

"We haven't seen each other for a few days?" "Five days left." Today is the seventh day of October, and there are still five days left before the fifteen-day deadline. Yang Zheng smiled wryly. "You remember it really well." 'I can't help remembering. "Zanghua said: "I borrowed people from you, and I promised you fifteen days. " "Since you agreed, there are still five days before the deadline, why are you here so early?" "I have no choice but to come." "why?" "I don't want to be a shrinking turtle." Zanghua said, "I've lost the person, and the parting hook was also taken from me."

Zang Hua looked at Yang Zheng, then said, "You can figure it out." "You can do a lot of things in five days." Yang Zheng moved his gaze to the distance outside the window. There is a light cloud swimming in the distance. "As for the farewell hook, I can't blame you." Yang Zheng's eyes still stayed in the distance. "The Qinglong Club is bound to be won, if anyone takes it, the result may be worse than you." Yang Zheng's reaction was beyond Zanghua's expectation. If the prisoner is lost, if the higher-ups ask questions, they will beheaded, but Yang Zheng really doesn't care.

Throwing away the parting hook is like cutting off the thumb of a swordsman holding the sword, and he can no longer use the sword for life, Yang Zheng still doesn't care.Zanghua stared at Yang Zheng with disbelief, as if he was a strange beast from ancient times. "Are you human?" Zang Hua actually asked. Yang Zheng smiled, turned around, and looked at Tibetan flowers with a pair of smiling eyes. "Do you think my reaction is different from others?" "It's not just different, your reaction is simply not a human reaction." "Then what should I do to meet your request?" Yang Zheng said, "Should I lock you up?"

"At least you should ask me, where did the clock go, and who snatched the parting hook?" "No need." "What do you mean by unnecessary?" "No need means I trust you." "Trust me?" Zang Hua asked, "What do you believe in me?" "Believe in you" will definitely give me a satisfactory result. "Yang Zheng said with a smile: "With your personality, the accounting matter will end like this? " "Won't. Zanghua said: "I must chop off that faucet and make soup." " "Hurry up and chop."

"It's a pity that the dragon's head is always shrunk in the shell like a turtle's head." "I heard that the way to make a turtle's head come out is to fiddle with its tail." "I can't find its tail." Zanghua said: "There is no tail, how can I get it out? Yang Zheng turned his head to the window again. There are many sick people walking on the grass outside the window." The greatest enemy of human beings is Own. "Yang Shi said: "The most terrible enemy is a friend. " He continued indifferently: "But there is a kind of enemy, but it is the saddest and most helpless."

"What kind of enemy?" "spy." "spy?" "Yes." Yang Zheng said: "The prerequisite for being a spy is that you don't have yourself. Sacrifice is the luckiest thing. Sometimes you have to endure all kinds of unimaginable insults, and even kill your relatives in order to complete the mission." , This kind of thing happens from time to time. Yang Zheng stared at the Tibetan flowers again, he said, "Who is the saddest spy since ancient times, you know? "Tibetan flowers shook their heads." Xi Shi. "" Shih Tzu? "Yang Zheng nodded, and then asked: "Who is the most successful spy?" " "Who? "

"Shih Tzu." "It's her too." "Yes." Yang Zheng said: "In order to help Gou Jian restore the country, Doctor Fan sent his beloved woman Xi Shi to be a spy. Xi Shi went to accompany Fu Chai for the sake of love. Do you know how much pain she endured?" I can imagine that." "Goujian finally came back to the country. Xishi wanted to die. In order to get rid of the injustice in her heart, Dr. Fan resolutely resigned from his official position and took Xishi to cover his hometown with clouds." "So Xishi is the saddest and most successful spy since ancient times. "

Tibetan flowers said. "yes." Zang Hua stared at Yang Zheng again. "You suddenly mentioned the spies, did you—" Yang Zheng stretched out his hand to stop her from speaking, then took out a plum blossom from the vase, and looked at it carefully. "It is said that the cherry blossoms in Dongying also bloom in winter." Yang Zheng said, "It is winter now, and the cherry blossoms must be in full bloom." "Eastern Japan; cherry blossoms?" Zang Hua seemed to suddenly think of something, her eyes closed and her face became joyful. "Yes." Zanghua said. "Cherry blossoms also bloom in winter." Yang Zheng looked at her with satisfaction. "Just sending the cherry blossoms from Japan to us may not necessarily bloom." He is six feet eight inches tall, but as thin as a bamboo pole, so his nickname is Huang Shougan. Thirty-eight years old, surnamed Huang, first name Zhenbiao. The oldest, there are two younger brothers, an older sister and a younger sister in the family. Personality is very greedy and cheap.He is still "good". His wife is from the "Yu" family, and she is a great beauty.It's just that he was weak and sick since he was a child, so he should not be exposed to wind or sun. Martial arts are more emphasis on Shaolin, miscellaneous but not refined. Ming is the owner of the grocery store and also Yang Zheng's "informant", code name: Zhongyi. Thirteen plans. Code name - "Zhongyi". Person in the plan: Name——Huang Xingbiao. Nickname - Huang Shougan. Age—thirty-eight. Occupation - grocery store owner. Martial arts - Shaolin. Specialty - Shaopu's magic stick. Deadline - three. Attention - wife. The reason——Yang Zheng's "informant" code name——I like it. "Boss, here are two catties of eggs." The voice of Mrs. Zuo next door was really loud. "Here we are." Huang Xingbiao replied quickly. "Eighteen eggs, exactly two catties." After receiving the money, Huang Zhenbiao smiled and said, "Sister Zuo, are you in a hurry to get some supplements?" "No way!" Mrs. Zuo smiled coquettishly. "My family likes to eat eggs. And I heard from the doctor that eggs are good for your health!" "Yes! Eating more eggs is good for your health." Huang Zhenbiao said, "Sister Zuo is also happy!" "You are going to die!" Mrs. Zuo's buttocks are twisted really badly. Huang xingbiao bent his mouth, his eyes were still fixed on his far away ass.He said with a wry smile: "It's really a 'sea'." Huang Xingbiao shook his head, just about to turn around, when the end of his eyes suddenly saw an old man walking towards the end of the long street. A person who should have been tall, but after years of torment, has now shrunk like a shrimp, his hair has begun to turn gray, and his face is full of ruthless signs of time.He was holding a sanxian in his hand. The way he walks is also very special, first he takes a step with his right foot, and then slowly moves forward with his left foot. He walked very slowly, but he reached the door of the grocery store in a short while.His dull eyes looked at Huang Xingbiao. "Old man, what do you want to buy?" Huang Xingbiao said with a smile, "We have everything, just choose." "I'm going to kill you." The old man couldn't help but say these words. When Huang Zhenbiao heard this, he was really startled, but then he laughed again and said, "Mr., you really like to joke." The old man shook his head and sighed. "Why do people not believe what I say every time?" The old man untied a bundle from his back and untied it slowly. "Are you Huang Xingbiao?" "That's right!" Huang Zhenbiao was still smiling, but his eyes showed a sense of guard. "Your code name is 'Zhongyi'?" Huang Xing's smile suddenly stopped, and he looked the old man up and down. "Are you strong?" "Me? The old man smiled." I'm just an old man who plays the sanxian. ""The old man who plays the Sanxian?" "Huang Xingbiao was surprised." It's you. "You always believe that I am here to kill you now?" "The old man finally untied the burden." Who is it?What do you say in broad daylight to kill or not? "A petite but good-looking woman opened the door curtain and came out. Her father squinted and held Huang Xingbiao's shoulder." Zhenbiao, which family wants to kill chickens to make up for it? "She obviously didn't..." Seeing that something was wrong, she was still smiling and said, "Is this the old student?" "Sister-in-law Yu, I want to kill the chicken for nourishment, but I have to wait until after I kill your husband." The old man also smiled and said. When listening to the first half of the sentence, the woman was still smiling, but after listening to the whole sentence, her face turned pale with fright. "Zhen... Biao, he... is he... joking?" Her voice was trembling with fear. "You go inside first, after a while, you'll be fine." "I'm good……." Trembling all over her body, she backed away slowly, but her legs softened because of fear, so she had to stand holding the counter and looked at the old man with a very scared look.Huang xingbiao kept staring at the burden.What is in this bag is the dreaded parting hook?In Yang Zheng's hands, the parting hook may be able to exert its full power, but in the hands of others, can it have such power? He is determined to give it a try, regardless of life or death?So he transported Qi to the fingers of both hands, and the fingers changed from light red to dark vermilion. What Huang Xing trained was Huainan Eagle Claw. According to rumors outside, what he practiced was the Shaolin Subduing Demon Stick, which he only practiced in recent years. His real martial arts is the eagle claw, the big eagle claw. The eagle catches a chicken, fast, ruthless and accurate. Big Eagle Claw focuses on cruelty, so those who practice must first practice Qi and cruelty. Once you make a move, you will never show mercy. The old man finally took out the parting hook.Huang Xingbiao's eyes immediately wrinkled. "This is the parting hook." "I know." Huang Xingbiao said. "A farewell is for reunion." The old man said lightly, "Although you are parting from this world, it is so pleasant to reunite with some old friends immediately." Huang Zhenbiao stopped talking, and suddenly raised his hands Together, left and right staggered to form a circle of claws. The circle gradually grew from small to large, rolling towards the old man round after round. The old man does not move. Huang Xingbiao's offensive suddenly changed again, becoming simple. With a simple claw, it grabbed the old man's throat. The old man didn't move either, it's just that the parting hook in his hand has been persuaded. As soon as the farewell hook is released, each has its own parting. In front of the old man, a mist of blood flew up, and then fell down again like snowflakes. A palm has fallen to the ground, and the fingers are dark vermilion. Huang Xingbiao held the bloody right hand with his left hand, with a suspicious expression on his face, he still didn't believe that his right hand had "parted". He raised his head vigorously, and when he raised his head, he suddenly found his neck. How could a person be able to see his own neck? Huang Xingbiao not only saw his own neck, but also saw his neck spurting blood, and then he heard his wife screaming. Then he couldn't see anything I can’t hear it anymore. The fifth old man took out a white handkerchief and slowly wiped the parting hook, but his eyes were looking at the woman at the counter.” Now I can start tonic. "The old man is a bit lecherous." You... "The woman stood up tremblingly." Alas! "The old man let out a sigh of relief." People of my age should not do such things anymore. "The old man is staring at her." But you really make me 'unbearable', if I don't do it, I am really sorry for myself. "He put away the parting hook, and approached lustfully. The woman seemed to be even more frightened, and chanted: "One, two, three. " As soon as the word "three" came out, the old man stopped suddenly, his brows frowned, and his face suddenly became ugly. His eyes trembled at the woman. "you………" The woman smiled.The fear and trembling just now disappeared suddenly, and she stood up very charmingly. "You forgot my last name is Yu." "Yu?" The old man suddenly showed fear in his eyes. "Poppy, no one Yu," "That's right." She smiled charmingly. "Yu no one." The superior told me to pay attention to you, but I...I underestimated you. "The old man said: "I didn't expect you to be Yu Qiusi's daughter, Yu Meiren. "Throwing people can escape my poison." "Yu Meiren said with a smile: "Even if the boss of the Azure Dragon Club comes, it's the same. " She smiled more charmingly and happily. The old man was so painful that his feet were bent, he squatted down slowly, his eyes were full of remorse and resentment. Just when his hatred was strongest, a fog suddenly appeared in the grocery store. A thick fog engulfed the old man Sanxian and also enveloped Yu Meiren. The fog came and went suddenly. Yu Meiren looked suspiciously at the gradually dissipating fog. "Why is this fog so strange?" "Strange?" The old man who had squatted down due to poisoning suddenly stood up, the pain on his face had disappeared, as if it had dispersed with the fog. "The poison of the queen of poison is hard to guard against." The old man laughed again. "Ah! If someone poisons you, someone will cure it." He looked at her with a smile. "Some people not only detoxify, but also poison at the same time, do you believe it?" Yu Meiren didn't answer, her forehead was covered with sweat, and her complexion gradually turned black. "The person who detoxified me just now is the leader of the Azure Dragon Society." The old man said, "The person who poisoned you." Yu Meiren's whole body had turned black, but her eyes were still bright. Bright as crystal. The cold wind blows and the flowers move. Flowers move, flowers fall. When the flowers fall, the flowers will grow. The wind blows the flowers, and the flowers fall, no matter how many flowers fall in a day, it is also a common thing. Flowers fall and wither, people die and love dies, and the world is ruthless. Heaven and earth are ruthless. If the sky had feelings, the sky would have been barren. If the earth had feelings, it would be old already. Yinjing Xiaodie stood up slowly, and folded a flower with a hand like a spring onion. plum bossom. The branches have been broken, and the flowers have not fallen. The flowers bloom and fall, who cares how many flowers bloom and how many are broken in a day? Xiaodie is like a happy butterfly, shuttling among the delicate flowers. In the past two or three days, she was in a very happy mood. The most troublesome task of the Qinglong Club in the past twenty years was finally done for her. This is a great achievement, how can she be unhappy? Zanghua was also very happy, because as soon as she entered the "Snow Cottage", she saw the person she wanted me - Yinjing Xiaodie. She stood at the door of "Snow Cottage" with a smile on her face, staring at Xiaodie all the time, but her expression was extremely surprised. Because Jing Xiaodie's beauty was beyond her expectations. Xiaodie's beauty is as beautiful as... like... yes, like cherry blossoms.Delicate, soft and pure like cherry blossoms. She is wearing an apricot yellow kimono today, with a bright red belt around her waist, which further accentuates the shapely shape of her legs. Her hair is neither long nor short, the left side is pinned up with a hair clip, while the right side is left to rippling, like willows swaying in the wind.Her hair is as refreshing as her smile, and the most important thing is that she makes people feel very comfortable. Zanghua has been staring at Xiaodie, this person will be the one who attacked her in the plum blossom forest outside the cabin that night. Both are from Japan. Cherry blossoms also come from Dongliu. "Ninjutsu" comes from Japan. Jing Xiaodie plucked a very lush plum blossom, stood up happily, and then she saw the Tibetan flower beside the door. Xiaodie was surprised, but she looked at Zanghua without showing any signs of it. She turned around slowly, her eyes still resting on Zanghua's face. "Who are you?" Yinjing Xiaodie asked. "Hiding flowers." She said: "Hiding hides, flowers bloom." "What are you doing here?" "Look at you." "Look at me?" Xiaodie pretended to be surprised. "What's good about me?" "Yes." Zang Hua smiled and said, "You are so beautiful." "Just because of my beauty, that's why you came to see me?" "I really want to say that." Zang Hua said, "But I have another purpose." "What purpose?" "I want to see if you are the one who killed me in the plum blossom forest in Dalin Village that day?" Yinjing Xiaodie smiled sweetly: "Is it me?" "It's your fault. That person's voice is as low as a pig's cry." Zanghua said: "But her figure, movement, and existence are very similar to yours." "Really?" "yes." "From the bottom of your heart, do you think I'm that ninja?" ——"Ninja", why did she say ninja as soon as she opened her mouth? Of course Zanghua could hear the loopholes in her words, but she still just smiled.I can only laugh, I can't point it out now. "If the flowers are not watered and taken care of every day," Zang Hua asked, "will they still bloom beautifully?" "Won't." "Riguo I water every day?" "That depends on whether you are sincere?" "Sincerity?" Tibetan Flower asked again: "Watering, taking care of it, but also, sincerity?" "Yes." Yinjing Xiaodie said: "No matter what you do, there is only one starting point, which is sincerity." She stared at the Tibetan flowers, and then said: "You must be sincere in doing things to be worthy of yourself." "I believe this sentence," Zang Hua also stared at Xiao Die. "I've always been sincere in everything I do. Today I'm very 'sincere' to see you." "What's so interesting about me?" "Yes." Tibetan flower said: "Your person, your figure, your face, your every move, your clothes, your hairstyle, your rouge, your eyes." Tibetan flower smiled again. "The most important thing is to look at your sincerity." "My sincerity?" Xiaodie asked in surprise, "What is my sincerity?" "It depends on how sincere you are to be a running dog." Zang Hua said slowly, word by word. "A running dog?" Xiaodie seemed even more surprised. "Willing to be ordered by others, willing to submit to others, is this not a running dog?" Because Jing Xiaodie didn't say a word, she smiled, so happily that even the flowers beside her seemed to be laughing too. Tibetan flowers don't smile.She just looked at Kocho silently. Xiaodie smiled naturally, but stopped suddenly. Her eyes, which were as bright as the sun in spring, suddenly revealed a ray of light like a blade. "Yang Zheng is worthy of being Yang Zheng." Xiaodie's voice was also like a knife's edge. "It seems that once I entered the palace, he already knew my identity." Zanghua didn't answer "Since he discovered my secret so early, why didn't he reveal it until today?" Zanghua still didn't answer. "Did he realize the seriousness of the situation after he lost the parting hook?" Xiao Die said, "Do you want you to press me?" Zanghua still didn't answer. "Do you want you to ask me who snatched the farewell hook, what kind of organization the Azure Dragon Society is, and who is the leader?" Xiaodie said, "It's a pity that you won't get answers to these questions." Although there is no snow, the sky is gray, and the earth is also gray. The whole "Snow Cottage" looks like a faint ink painting, and all the colors have melted into the gray haze.Tibetan flowers seemed to have melted into the gray haze, and seemed to have condensed out of the gray haze. She looked at Xiaodie lightly, and said lightly, "You are sorry." "I was wrong?" Xiaodie asked: "What's wrong?" "Yang Zheng may have known your secret a long time ago, but he never thought of exposing it." Zanghua said: "He believes that since ancient times, the most helpless and saddest profession for human beings is spying." She said: "Spies Not only do they not have a 'self', but sometimes they have to sacrifice themselves, even their relatives." Because Jing Xiaodie just stared at her quietly, her eyes were still as cold as a blade. "So he has been giving you a chance." Zanghua said: "A chance for you to reform and change your mind." The cold wind of late autumn lingered in the "Snow Cottage", flowing between the two of them. The flowers are moving, the clothes are fluttering, Xiaodie's long hair is also flying. The long hair is rippling in the wind, like willows on the shore, and like thousands of hands waving. There are only three "good chances" in Jin's life. If you can't grasp it well and give up again and again, you will lose even the 'ordinary chance' in the end. "Zanghua is also staring at her." Today I will give you a chance too. ""what chance? " "As long as you can knock me down: you can leave." "If I want to leave or stay, who can stop me?" " "Do you think it's that easy to get out of here?" "Zang Hua faintly said: "You think Yang Zheng and Dai Tian are both dead? " This is the truth, it is not easy to leave here.Xiaodie looked around to see if there was any "good" place around her, and finally her eyes stayed on the fence.Zang Hua knew her intentions, and said lightly, "I guarantee that outside the wall, there are at least fifty bows and arrows, thirty single swords, and twenty long spears waiting for your presence." His eyes moved to her, trying to see from Zang Hua's face that there was some truth in this sentence. "If you want to leave here safely, there is only one way." Zang Hua said, "Beat me." "What if I lose?" Fluttershy asked. "The defender is the king, and the loser is the bandit." Zanghua smiled. "If you lose, you have to lose with style." "You mean, if I lose, I have to answer all the questions?" "yes." "If I don't want to say it," "then I have nothing to do." Zang Hua said flatly, "Dai Tian has at least seventy ways to make people want to speak quickly, how many can you see?" Xiao Die's face changed After a while, she knew Dai Tian's methods very clearly. Once a batch of official bankers in a neighboring county were robbed. After two months of investigation, the Jiangyang robber who robbed the banker was finally caught. He didn't say a word, and finally the neighboring county had no choice but to ask Dai Tian. He only used one method, that gangster even told about his wife stealing someone. The gray earth suddenly darkened. The gray sky was clouded with dark clouds.It looks like there will be a thunderstorm soon. Seeing the dark clouds in the sky, Xiaodie was secretly happy.What she learned was to survive and escape in all kinds of harsh environments. The worse the weather, the better for her.Zanghua looked up at the sky, shook her head and sighed. "It seems that God is giving you opportunities." Zang Hua said: "If you don't make good use of the opportunities today, I am really sorry for God." With a strange expression. Who can't see that's sadness?Is emotion, or excitement. But if you look into her eyes, you'll see that she's just nostalgic for a time in the past that was full of joy and excitement, but also full of pain and sorrow.She holds the flower in her lower left hand, and slowly touches the petals with her right hand.At this moment, her whole person suddenly changed. In the past, Yinjing Xiaodie seemed to be just a pure and beautiful girl, without the slightest taste of the world, but when she looked at her, she seemed to be a seasoned swordsman.This kind of change is like a sharp sword that was contained in a dilapidated leather sheath, which was suddenly pulled out, and a ray of light flashed. Her person seemed to emit light, and this light made her suddenly angry, murderous, and sharp. ——How can a person have such a "scare to death" change just because she is holding a flower in her hand and stroking the petals——Is it because she is a person who can "scare to death" in the first place?The flowers are floating, and the wind is flowing among the flowers. Xiaodie stared at the flower in her hand, and suddenly stabbed the flower lightly like a sword. Flowers are very fragile, how can they stab like a sword? But with Xiaodie's thorn, the bouquet of flowers seemed to have changed, it became radiant, alive, and murderous. She has injected the power of her own life into this bouquet of flowers. The thorn was originally light and fluttering, without any change.But the change came suddenly, as naturally as flowing water. This bouquet of flowers in her hands is like the ax in Lu Ban's hand, the pen in Jiang Zhi's hand, and the sword in the hands of the third young master. It not only has life, but also has aura, and even murderous aura.She played lightly, swiping the flower like a sword, and she had already swung seven thorns in an instant. The thorns meet Zanghua's eyes, and the thorns are fatal. As soon as the bouquet is stabbed, it turns into a brilliance, brilliant, brilliant and beautiful. The brilliance is flickering and changing, high above, and the light clouds are erratic. Zanghua only felt that this brilliance seemed to be between her eyebrows, and it seemed to be floating in nothingness.Its changes have almost surpassed the limit of human ability, and it is almost unbelievable.What the butterfly held in her hand was no longer a bouquet, as if it was a sharp weapon for killing people. She suddenly shook the bouquet in her hand, and the flowers came out of the branches, and the petals shot away from the flowers. The change of this move was beyond anyone's imagination. of.Essence. A deadly move. This move is not only weird, venomous, and accurate, but also shot in the direction Zang Hua least expects. This move is not only the essence of swordsmanship, but also fully displays the essence of military art. This was a sure-fire move, but this move—but this move failed. Except for Tibetan flowers, there is absolutely no other person in the world who can avoid this trick, because no one in the world can understand Yinjing Xiaodie better than her.She was able to avoid this move, not because she had calculated the timing and location of the move, but because she had calculated Yinjing Xiaodie correctly. ——She was sure about the people from Dongpu, and she would never make a move openly. She calculated that there must be a truly fatal move among Xiaodie's extensions. So when that ray of brilliance flashed in front of her eyes, she closed her eyes. ——If you don’t use your eyes to see, can all the glory and brilliance still confuse you? After Zanghua closed her eyes, she listened attentively, and then she heard some slight "commanding" sounds. At this time, the flowers have left the branches and the petals have left the flowers.Thousands of petals are shot at the abdomen of Tibetan flowers like hidden weapons. If Zang Hua hadn't closed her eyes, if she had been bewildered by the radiant brilliance, how could she have thought that there was a deadly move behind that charming light curtain?And this move was to attack her abdomen again, thousands of petals were wiped by Zang Hua's hands, and they disappeared like stones sinking into the ocean, all of them disappeared. Boudoir Jing Xiaodie was startled, but her reaction was still quick. She put her hands on her waist, turned around, and her whole body spun like a spinning top.When the spinning top stopped betting, Xiaochou already had a one-shaku-hachi Toryu samurai sword in her hand. She wielded the samurai sword, and her moves suddenly changed, becoming fierce, powerful, and ruthless. The strangeness and murderous aura when she held the flower card just now was like a sky full of dark clouds. Now that she drew the sword, she suddenly asked The dark clouds in the sky have been pulled away, and the sun is showing. It is not the kind of warm and peaceful sunshine, but the scorching sun of flowing gold and gravel, and the sunset as red as blood. Just now, because of Jing Xiaodie's display of that kind of Zanghua didn't seem to notice the weird and peculiar moves. But when she made a slash, she actually said, "Okay, good saber technique. " After saying these four words, Jing Xiaodie swung four more knives.Every knife seems to have infinite changes, but also seems to have no changes at all, as if erratic, but in fact it is heavy, like lightness, but in fact it is vicious.Zanghua didn't fight back, didn't parry. She is just watching. — like a young man seeing a girl naked for the first time. These vicious and heavy four knives did not hurt Zanghua's hair. Because Jing Xiaodie was very strange, the knife was clearly aimed at her throat, but it just slid past her throat, and the knife was obviously about to pierce through her chest, but it pierced nothing.Every movement and change of the knife seems to have been expected by Zanghua. Because Jing Xiaodie's saber posture suddenly changed again, becoming slower, very slow. Cut it out with a knife, it's out of bounds, out of order.But this knife just made Zanghua unable to hide anymore, she saw a bloody cut on her left shoulder.This knife has surpassed the limit of speed, has broken through the limitation of time and space, and has reached the true meaning of "fast". When the knife was slashed, the Tibetan flower didn't move, all her movements suddenly stopped when the knife was slashed, only to see this clumsy and slow slash towards her, and then a rain of flowers splashed out in the sky.The sky is full of knife flowers, and the sky is full of blood flowers. The knife flower turned again, from slow to fast, from pure to chaotic, and suddenly turned into a rainbow like a horse. Seven-color rainbow, seven swords, colorful, tens of millions. Blood was dripping from her left shoulder, Zanghua ignored her, her eyes wrinkled, and she looked at Yinjing Xiaodie suspiciously. "Is this a knife with seven colors?" Because Jing Xiaodie is silent, silence is an admission. "Okay, good knife skills." Zang Hua sighed again. "It's a pity, it's a pity." "What a pity?" Xiaodie couldn't help asking, "What a pity?" "It's a pity that there is only one knife. If there is a second knife, I will die." "Can there be a second knife?" "Yes, there must be." Zanghua was thinking for a long time, and then slowly continued: "The second knife is the essence of this sword technique." ——The essence of the knife, the soul of a person, is also nothingness Misty, although invisible, but no one can deny its existence. "All the changes and powers in one knife and seven colors can only be hidden in the second knife. With a wounded shoulder, weak breath, and defenseless hands, there is absolutely no way to avoid the third knife in "one knife and seven colors". --Really? Fortunately, there is this rain.The rain wet her clothes and soaked her hair.Seeing the light of the knife flashing in the haze, Zanghua suddenly shook her head forcefully.With a flick of the head, the strands of hair also flicked up, and the rainwater left on the hair flew out due to the vigorous flick. A flick by ordinary people is of course useless, but when Zanghua flicked it intentionally, the rainwater bounced out like steel balls. "Clang" several times.The rain hit the samurai sword, and it made such a sound. If it hit a person, what would it be like? The splashed rainwater hit Xiaodie's face one by one, she raised her hand and spread her five fingers to block her eyes, the samurai sword in her right hand continued to slash towards Zanghua.The place where the knife was cut off was supposed to be the throat of the Tibetan flower, but Xiaodie found it was empty.This knife actually cut to nothing. As for the people, the people who hide the flowers, the sword cuts nothing, the rain is still falling, but Xiaodie's people have stopped moving.The laughter of Tibetan flowers rang out in the rain, behind the landscape Xiaodie.Less than two feet behind Xiaodie. "What a third cut." "How can you avoid this knife?" "It was God who gave me a chance." Xiaodie turned around, turned around slowly, and then she saw the Tibetan flower, and also saw a bloodstain on the Tibetan flower's neck.Like the red thread tied around the neck of a little girl. "If I flash more slowly, if there is no rain, my neck will have to be sewn with needles and threads." Xiaodie's knife has been lowered, and her person has returned to her purity and beauty. In the rain, she looks like Add a little more confusion. "I lost." Xiaodie's voice sounded as if there was no trace of emotion.Zang Hua didn't speak, just looked at her quietly. "I have practiced martial arts for nearly 20 years. I have fought no less than 20 duels, big and small, and I have never lost a single one." Xiaodie seemed to be looking at the distance, and at the same time seemed to be looking at Tibetan flowers. "But I have never seen a person who can take advantage of the environment like you." She continued indifferently: "The rain should be beneficial to me, but I didn't expect you to take advantage." The focal length was adjusted to Zanghua's face, "Although you won, you still can't get the answer you want." "why?" "Because the fog is coming soon." Because Jing Xiaoyi suddenly said the last sentence, Zanghua didn't understand. "Fog? Why is the fog coming soon?" Xiaodie's eyes swam to the illusory place again. "The moment I was defeated, I suddenly figured it out." Her voice seemed to come from an ethereal place. "Your and my actions and plans are just pawns on the chessboard." Zang Hua still didn't understand. "Yang Zheng is smart enough, but in the end, he will definitely find out how wrong he was." Xiaodie suddenly laughed wildly. The way she smiled, as if it should not be the smile that a young lady should have. She laughed like a little crazy. With laughter, the fog came. The fog came as suddenly as the laughter. Zanghua looked at Xiaodie in surprise, looking at the thick fog. The thick fog once engulfed Xiaodie, seeing that the hidden flowers were about to be covered, her nose wrinkled suddenly, her face changed, she jumped out like a rabbit hit by an arrow, and turned out of the "Snow Cottage" .Xiaodie's smile froze, her face turned dark, and her laughter was still rippling in the air.