The ship finally came to shore.

Gong Jiu took the beef soup, Feng Xiaoxiao led Shaman, and the four of them were divided into two sides, walking slowly in the jungle with distinct distinctions.

Although the decisive battle was imminent, Feng Xiaoxiao and Gong Jiu were eager to see Wu Ming, so they tacitly left as soon as possible.

He had a round face, a half-bald head, and a kind smile on his face, and he was still wearing the best clothes.

The little old man Wu Ming is like a hermit who picks chrysanthemums in the southeast and sees Nanshan leisurely, standing in the garden with a smile, receiving guests from afar.

His attitude is cordial but not affectionate, distant but not distant, whether it is to Gong Jiu or Feng Xiaoxiao.

It's as if Gong Jiu is not his son, as if Feng Xiaoxiao is not his enemy.

Feng Xiaoxiao understands very well that this is an attitude of non-discrimination.

He had to admit that the little old man was almost impartial and quite fair.

And there are few people who can do this throughout the ages, and all of them have left their names in history.

This is very frightening, because people are sentient beings, and truly heartless people are almost non-existent.

As long as there are feelings in people's hearts, there will be preferences, preferences, likes and dislikes, likes and dislikes, there will be positions, as long as there is a position, it is difficult to have real fairness.

It's like Chinese looking at foreigners, foreigners looking at Chinese, you looking at friends, friends looking at you, you looking at enemies, enemies looking at you.

Different people look at the same person, they must have their own opinions, praise and disapproval, and the attitude towards them is good and bad, close and different.

Therefore, whoever can do the word "justice". This man must be a great man.

Feng Xiao Xiao is very short, of course he can't do this. But that doesn't stop him from admiring people who can do it.

This was the second time he had seen the little old man, but it was the first time he could communicate face-to-face.

But the words came to the lips. He swallowed it back into his stomach.

Gong Jiu had always been arrogant and ruthless before, with an attitude of not taking anyone seriously, and even before leaving the shore, he swore that he wanted to go against the wishes of the little old man.

But the first time he saw the little old man, he had already lowered his head, and it was the same as the beef soup beside him, and he didn't even dare to take a breath.

The little old man glanced at him, turned his gaze to Feng Xiaoxiao, and said with a smile: "You saw Lu Xiaofeng?" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said: "Yes." ”

The little old man said, "Then you must have a lot to ask me?" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said: "Yes." ”

The little old man said, "I think you seem to want to ask." Why stop talking? ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said: "If I survive in the end, you will naturally tell me everything, if I die in the end, I may die if I know more." ”

The little old man laughed and said, "Originally, I thought you were too cautious, but now it seems that there is some reason for you to be cautious." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said: "I have been wandering the rivers and lakes since I was a child, and the master once said that the rivers and lakes are sinister, but later I found that the rivers and lakes will only be a hundred times more sinister than what the master said. If I don't pay attention to it everywhere, I'm afraid that I will die a thousand times a hundred times, and the master said that I would rather step on a pit less than hold more Buddha. I think so. ”

The little old man said movingly: "Lingshi is a master. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao smiled: "Of course." ”

The little old man said, "It seems that you have guessed my purpose, otherwise you will never come back." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said: "Yes." ”

The little old man nodded, his gaze swept over Gong Jiu and the beef soup. Said: "The journey is tiring, you should have a good rest today." ”

The beef broth immediately hung its head and left. Gong Jiu raised his head and looked at the little old man with a calm gaze. "I don't understand. ”

The little old man said lightly: "Fengshen's words are very good, if you don't survive, you know too much, and you will only die." ”

Gong Jiu said: "It won't be me who will die. ”

The little old man looked at him for a long time before he said, "You really want to know?" ”

Gong Jiu said: "Yes." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao took Shaman's hand and said with a smile: "I'm a little tired from the journey, so I'll leave." ”

The little old man smiled clearly, but he seemed to sigh and said, "Go slowly." ”

Shaman's wooden house is still bright.

The sunlight shining into the house, shining on the flowing ash, seems a little unspeakable vicissitudes.

Sharman bent over, tidying up the bed, long hair, straight hips, and a slender waist.

Feng Xiaoxiao sat at the table, holding a glass of wine in his hand, drinking and watching silently.

Shaman straightened up, pulled the black hair that fell to his ears, smiled back, and said with a smile: "Do you want me to make a few side dishes and have a drink with you?" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao shook his head.

Sharman snuggled up to him and said, "What are you thinking?" Are you wondering what Wu Ming and Gong Jiu said? ”

Feng Xiaoxiao took a sip of wine and said, "Do you know what is the most painful thing for people? ”

Shaman said: "I think but I can't get it? ”

Feng Xiaoxiao put down the empty wine glass and said, "The thing I want to get the most is obviously in front of me, within reach, but I can't touch it again." ”

Shaman held the wine jug in his hand, helped him fill it with wine, and said, "That's why you don't die?" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao picked up his wine glass and said, "Sadly, I have guessed that eight or nine are not far from ten. ”

Shaman said: "In that case, why don't you just ask in advance like Gong Jiu?" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao lowered his head, his eyes were not in the sunlight, and said slowly: "The things that Gong Jiu and I are worried about are different, and the things I want are not the same. ”

Shaman said: "What are you worried about? Worried that Gong Jiu will seize the opportunity? ”

Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed in the darkness, and said, "He will die tomorrow, I'm worried about something else." ”

Shaman said softly, "What are you worried about? Can you tell me? ”

Feng Xiaoxiao was silent for a while, and said, "Actually, I can only tell you. ”

Shaman leaned his head into his arms, took his hand around his waist, and said, "I'm listening, and I'll never tell anyone." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao bowed his head and said, "If one day, only one person between Rong'er and I can live, what should I do?" ”

Shaman's body froze suddenly. Stared into his eyes in a daze.

Feng Xiaoxiao didn't dare to look her eyes, and continued: "If I don't die tomorrow." can prove that my guess is right, and one of them will die between me and Rong'er. If I die tomorrow......"

Sharman raised her pretty face and kissed him on the lips, interrupting him.

Feng Xiaoxiao closed his eyes and kissed deeply for a long time, as if all his troubles were diluted in this fiery kiss.

Shaman took his hand and pressed him against himself.

She wanted to use her fiery and emotions to dissolve his troubles......

There is a bright moon on the island, and there is no breeze on the island.

The moon is high, and the night is deep.

The two could only hear each other's voices. Heartbeats and gasps/breaths, completely lost in each other's contentment.

A sneer pierced the night sky, which was not silent.

It was the sneer of beef broth.

The beef soup is not only sneering, but also talking.

Her words were sharper and harsher than her sneer, and she was even clapping her hands!

"Okay, great, your movements are so beautiful, if your martial arts are half as good as your movements, no one will be able to stand it."

Feng Xiaoxiao put on his clothes and looked at the beef soup standing at the door. Sigh: "You are really rude! It seems that Wu Ming only taught you to kill, but not to knock on the door. ”

Beef Soup looked at him with resentment, and jealousy flashed in her resentment, but she was still laughing. He even really raised his hand and knocked on the door, and said with a smile: "Can I come in?" ”

When she said this, she had already walked in. sat down on the chair and looked at the two people on the bed face to face. Said: "The moon is in the middle of the sky, and it will be tomorrow soon." Shouldn't you have given this woman in bed away? ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said: "What about Gong Jiu? You're the only one? ”

Beef soup sneered: "Brother Nine is digging a pit. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said: "The pit dug for me? ”

Beef soup said: "So you should be grateful, Brother Jiu has never done such rough work in his life!" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao smiled: "I am grateful to his eighteenth generation ancestor. ”

The beef soup jumped up all of a sudden, and like a little wild cat, it pounced with its teeth and claws.

Feng Xiaoxiao didn't move, but his eyes suddenly flashed with a strange ghostly light, and his blue pupils were a little hideous blood red.

The little body of the beef soup froze in mid-air, like a lifeless stone, and with a bang, he fell face down on the floor.

Gong Jiu didn't know when he showed his figure on the windowsill.

He and Beef Soup are both top killers, and they have been practicing assassination together since childhood, and they have been working together seamlessly.

As long as Feng Xiaoxiao's attention is distracted by the beef soup, he will definitely die...... A master like Gong Jiu, if he wants to assassinate an unsuspecting person, it is almost incomprehensible.

But at this time, Gong Jiu was also like beef soup, falling headlong, and his body was also stiff, and he smashed directly from the windowsill to the ground.

Sharman was stunned, unable to figure out what was going on.

After a long time, she turned her head in a daze, and suddenly found that Feng Xiaoxiao on the side was sitting straight, but it was also erect, with her eyes closed, motionless.

"Isn't that weird?"

Wu Ming stood at the door with a smile on his face.

Sharman can only say yes.

Wu Ming looked at the motionless three people in the room and said with a smile: "You can rest assured for the time being, your lover is really amazing, and he has taken the lead." ”

Shaman curled up in the quilt and said, "I don't understand. ”

Wu Ming smiled and said, "They are fighting in spirit, also known as god/hand." ”

With a strange glint in his cat-like eyes, he asked, "What is God/Sex?" ”

Wu Mingdao: "There is a kind of exercise, which regards all things as fluctuations, every grass and tree, is a kind of 'fluctuation', the internal force of ordinary martial arts practitioners is also fluctuating, and the essence of people is a higher level and subtle fluctuation, because it can be combined with the human spirit." ”

Shaman said: "I heard him say that he practiced the 'Meditation Technique', which is what you call the 'Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa'. ”

Wu Ming smiled: "Not bad." ”

Shaman said: "People who practice this kind of exercise, are they all fighting with others like this? ”

"That's why I said that your lover is very remarkable, and he knows how to promote his strengths and avoid weaknesses, and avoid the truth and attack the false, he knows that he has lost his realm, and he will not be the opponent of Gong Jiu and Beef Soup in any case, so he simply gave up the plan to fight head-to-head and directly infiltrated the demon seed of the two."

Wu Ming frowned and said, "I'm just very strange, how could he think of using this method, could it be that he has encountered a similar situation before?" ”

Sharman said dumbfounded, "Sneak in...... Demon Seed ...... You say he got into the bodies of the two? ”

Wu Ming said with a smile: "Or rather, he has sneaked into the depths of Gong Jiu and Beef Soup's hearts, and is ready to use the two of them to crush them." ”

Shaman said: "What if Gong Jiu has no flaws? ”

Wu Ming said lightly: "People have flaws, for example, your flaw is Feng Xiaoxiao, if you find that you have to kill Feng Xiaoxiao to live, you can't do it?" ”

Sharman froze, his face turning a little pale.

Wu Ming said: "Feng Xiaoxiao has taken the lead, and now he is the one in control, as long as he lays all kinds of mutations in the hearts of Gong Jiu and Beef Soup, let them face their own flaws, if they can't break their flaws, they will never wake up." ”

Sharman breathed a sigh of relief.

Wu Ming said again: "But if there is one person in Gong Jiu and Beef Soup who overcomes his flaws, it will be Feng Xiaoxiao's turn to face his flaws, if he can't break it, he won't be able to wake up either, this is the death knot of the three of them, and only one of them will survive in the end." ”

Sharman tensed again, his palms sweating.

She suddenly thought of the question of Feng Xiaoxiao last night: "If one day, only one of him and Huang Rong can live, what should he do?" ”

Thinking of this, Sha Man couldn't help but feel a little jealous, it turned out that in Feng Xiaoxiao's heart, Huang Rong was his flaw and his love.

Wu Ming smiled and said: "People's thoughts are very fast, a moment outside, a lifetime of thoughts, we speak hard, they may have been fighting for a long time." ”

Sharman couldn't help but ask, "He...... How is he? ”

Wu Ming glanced at the three of them and said, "Feng Xiaoxiao is about to lose." ”

Shaman shuddered.

Wu Ming shook his head and said: "He made two mistakes in a row, he thought that the flaw in the beef soup was Gong Jiu, and the flaw in Gong Jiu was him, and now it has been dismantled by the two of them, and his spirit is in a trance like a cloud in the wind, and the fog under the sun is about to disperse in an instant." ”

Shaman said loudly, "What is the flaw between the two of them? ”

Wu Ming smiled: "It's useless for you to shout loudly, none of them can hear our conversation, so it's okay for me to tell you." ”

A look of despair flashed in Sharman's beautiful eyes.

Wu Ming sighed: "The flaw in the beef soup is actually the flaw of Feng Xiaoxiao and Gong Jiu...... It's yourself. ”

He was suddenly stunned, his eyes burst into light, and he couldn't help but lose his voice: "Impossible, who is this woman?" ”

Shaman didn't pay any attention, she hung her head and pulled a dagger from under the pillow.

She always remembered Feng Xiaoxiao's previous instructions: "I need you to stab the sword into Gong Jiu's forehead in the end." ”

"I promise he couldn't even move a finger at all."

It was impossible for Shaman's small movements to hide from Wu Ming, but Wu Ming was frowning, as if he was in a kind of incomprehensible contemplation.

Shaman suddenly lifted the quilt and threw it at the little old man, but her person rushed out, her waist twisted in mid-air, her body folded gracefully, and a sword slashed at Gong Jiu's forehead.

At this moment, Gong Jiu unexpectedly opened his eyes. (To be continued......)

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