How beautiful the world outside the house would be, Su Wen always leaned on the edge of the bed, trying his best to peek into the big world through the small window.

"Qigui, the book you rented, did you rent it?"

"Don't worry, I'll read it to you, there was a swordsman once upon a time......"

"Wait, tell me what the ending is?"

Qigui stopped his voice, quickly flipped the small book that was not too thick to the end, and his big eyes quickly browsed it, and then said with some astonishment: "In the end, the swordsman died." ”

"Don't read it, change it. ”

"Okay, this swordsman is not dead, but the swordsman's wife is dead. ”

"Another one. ”

......

Although he rarely saw people outside the house, Su Wen read a lot of books outside the house, he had his own fantasies, he had the fantasy of seeing a butterfly stop from that small window and wondering if the whole world was full of flowers, he didn't read the tragic books, probably because he believed that the world in the book was not real, or it was too far from the world he wanted.

Along the way, almsgiving, robbery, did not leave any strange symbols in his worldview, and even for a teenager who has long been accustomed to the wonderful plot of the climax of the novel, such a development can only be described as interesting, but it is a pity that the plot he reads today is very bad, once upon a time there was a passionate hunter and his beautiful wife, and later they ...... All dead.

An assassin who is immersed in the art of killing between night and life and death, and two young men who are just starting out and don't know what murder is, there will be a climactic plot on this night, which is a competition of three knives, one simple knife and two pig-killing knives.

The killer moved quickly, and he didn't relax his vigilance because the other party was a teenager, and the tiger pounced on the rabbit with all his strength, not to mention that the other party was a wolf with great strength, and his previous conceit had already tasted the price, since he chose to live at the tip of the knife, this kind of mistake should not have happened too much.

The bright and flickering Pu Dao broke through the air and slashed towards Su Wen with a piercing friction sound, this is the goal of their trip, and it is self-evident to be able to dispatch two third-class masters.

Su Wen didn't know how to fight, compared to the other party, he didn't even know how to cut the blade in his hand into the flesh, what kind of part could cause the most damage to the other party, but these didn't matter, he only knew that the wound on the young woman's neck was still bleeding, and that blood was running down his brain, staining the entire field of vision.

"Bell. ”

The fierce collision of the blades, the thin young master gritted his teeth and endured his arms that had been numb by the shock, but he still refused to let go of the handle, and his eyes that were admired by Chen Maochuan without the slightest earthly hustle and bustle were illuminating the most desired side of his heart at this moment.

"You're damned. ”

The boy took the initiative to take a step forward and raised the knife in his hand above his head, because it would allow him to concentrate all the strength of his body in one place.

The hazy moonlight sprinkled into the room, sprinkled on the figure, like a silver-plated stone statue, the mischievous evening breeze did not know the desolation in the room, swept the long hair of the young man, but how a stone statue could be, in the eyes of the other party was just a static dead thing.

The killer smiled coldly, the Pu knife in his hand had already been pulled out of the circle, and the stupid posture of the other party that exposed his entire body meaninglessly did not have any highlights except for making the opponent's knife cut through the belly more easily.

The blade was approaching, and the situation was extremely dangerous, but the knife in Su Wen's hand finally fell, but it was so resolute, as if his knife could end everything when it fell, the biting cold wind penetrated his body, and his already bloodless cheeks turned even paler in the moonlight, and at that moment, the corners of his trembling mouth actually raised an arc.

He was actually laughing, a young man who was about to be beheaded by a blade was actually laughing, the killer was stunned, but he didn't hesitate, he wanted to know if this displeased face could still be like this when the last piece of flesh connected to his body was broken.

One inch, the killer's knife is close to Su Wen's position, six inches, Su Wen's knife falls on the distance of the killer's shoulder, this duel without spectators, it seems to be about to end in a few breaths, the killer thinks so, maybe he was blinded by the stupidity of the teenager, or he was too obsessed with the pleasure of a knife to seal his throat, so that he ignored a certain key, or maybe he was still confident that he could end it all and then face the instinctive feeling that made his scalp tingle, this duel was always watched, but the inconspicuous spectator was looking for a suitable pig-killing knife, and now he found it。

In a wooden hut in a mountain col, a sparse sound of sharpening knives could be heard every morning, followed by a sleepy and hazy scolding, and when the knives were blunt, they had to be sharpened, and even if they had not killed pigs these days, the little servant still could not change the habit of sharpening knives in the morning.

"Young master, I'm going to kill the pig. ”

The sharp edge of the knife cut the black clothes that were close to the body into a color that did not belong to it, and the flesh and skin like a flower quickly bloomed, until there was a touch of red that frightened the killer but made the master and servant exceptionally comfortable.

No one can tacitly agree to completely surrender their life to another person, even if it is just a thought, the body will react unusually, this truth has been understood as early as the day he became a killer, just like when he stabbed a long knife into the back of his brother who has lived with him for twenty years in order to live, people should only live for themselves, no amount of emotion can hinder the fear of death.

But he didn't understand, and he couldn't guess that when one life needs to exist because of another life, he only needs one look to know whether the other party wants to pee or, or the urgency of the voice when sharpening the knife, and guess that the little servant stumbled on the threshold under his feet when he went out, although it was only a little bit, it was also repeated day after day, and it was no longer just emotion, because in the past fifteen years, there were no two people in themselves.

This sudden knife made the killer unable to continue to swing the knife in his hand towards the young man's neck, and the wound on the abdomen was more serious because of breathing, and the traces of internal organs could be vaguely seen, and the killer was very angry, not angry at the knife that should have been dodged by himself lightly, but the smiling face that had not changed in the slightest from beginning to end, and the knife that he didn't realize that he had already walked through the ghost gate, and still cut it without hesitation.

The distance of six inches is naturally much longer than one inch, but even if the sharpness of the knife is fast, it can't catch up with the sharpness of the knife, the killer took three steps back, it seems to be a very ordinary action, but it looks funny because of the difference in the two identities, an ordinary person, a knife forced back the third-class mortal realm.

It seems that an adjective that is weak or even very weak should be added in front of ordinary people, but these emphases seem very small under the gap between heaven and earth.

Cultivators are the darlings of heaven and earth, they are beyond mortal beings, they rise from the mortal realm, get up from the mortals, and the moment they stand up, they have already broken away from those mortals who kneel and look up at the sky, because they still exist in the gaze of those who look up one after another.

Su Wen gasped heavily, he tried his best to shoot and was still lightly dodged by the other party, although it cost a lot of money, but this price only showed his weakness even more, obviously he could easily cut the same fatal wound on his neck as the young woman if he went further, but he finally chose to retreat, between taking his life and whether he would suffer more serious injuries, the other party chose the latter, which should be a gratifying thing, but it made Su Wen feel a kind of powerlessness and humiliation.

He didn't look at the little servant, and he didn't need to say some words of praise to show how timely the other party's knife just now, because he urgently needed to cut a wound under the cheek hidden in the darkness that he would never forget for the rest of his life, the book said that after death, the soul will be separated from the body and exist in space for a short time, and he wanted the sister who smiled beautifully at him to see with his own eyes how the murderer turned his hideous face into despair and fear before drinking Meng Po soup.

.......

Outside the house, Orion lost his breath, just like the truth that a mayfly can never shake a big tree, and there should be no suspense in the battle between mortals and cultivators, but the entangled and distraught killer looked at the corpse on the ground that was no different from an ant, and there was no smugness on his face, but Tie Qing, who couldn't even hide the moonlight, at this moment he wanted to kill, and wanted to use more mortal blood to consolidate his wavering mind.

"It's an ugly face. An indifferent voice floated into the killer's ears, but it was colder than the whole cold night, the killer stopped, as if he wanted to see through the darkness, his eyes followed the sound, and only saw a gorgeously dressed son, well, he wanted to kill.

Chen Maochuan walked slowly, stopped his gaze on the lifeless hunter, and saw that the other party's eyes that refused to close until death looked straight at the thatched house, there was his concern in it, and his obsession to stand here no matter what, a wine gave two lives, it was not the other party's fault, nor Su Wen's fault.

"Are you here to die?" the killer clenched the knife in his hand, not wanting to wonder why there was a son in such a wilderness, nor why he had to come out loud after seeing such a murderous scene, because no one would care about what was in the mind of a dead man.

Chen Maochuan shook the robe on his body, he has seen a lot of dead people, and there are many people he has killed with his own hands, not to mention those in the Jingshi who think that their ears and eyes are all over Cangzhou, even the banner officer in the Cangzhou military camp who shows off his martial arts and prestige does not know that he has been pointed at his nose and greeted the eighteenth generation of his ancestors in the past three years, but he still greets the little soldiers with a smile, and after retiring from the military uniform, he will change into a set of clothes that the most smiling county guards in Cangzhou can't wear.

"I don't know why, when I saw that Orion fighting to the death with you, I suddenly thought about something, sometimes self-righteous cleverness and measure, in fact, just looking for a reason for my cowardice, a guy who even wants a name to be carried by others, it seems that there is no reason to go to that dangerous city. Chen Maochuan muttered to himself, he was very happy that he had figured out a very important thing this night, but he was very unhappy that such a sudden realization came too late and he was in a bad mood, so he also wanted to kill people.

"A mortal has forced you to such an extent, maybe I should have let you know in a split second what true power is, but now I think mortals are enough. The white palm gently picked up the machete on the ground, and although the calluses on the tiger's mouth were very different from the gorgeous clothes on his body, he was very suitable for holding a knife.