Chapter 65: Strange 44 Heartbreak? Cutting off the cold?
Author: 54 Qujiang
Fang Zhe suddenly squatted down, and Jiang Su looked at this man's movements with some confusion.
He stretched out his hands and held Jiang Su's face. Jiang Su opened her eyes wide and looked at Fang Zhe breathlessly.
"What is it?" Fang Zhe asked in a low voice, his eyes full of confusion.
"What is what?" Jiang Su was even more confused after hearing his question.
The square palms were calloused, and the palms were rough from holding the knife for many years. He used his thumb to rub and massage the black spots under Jiang Su's eyes. It could be seen that his strength was not strong, but he was gentle and careful.
He felt as if he was holding some rare treasure, and he was carefully brushing off the dust on it.
Jiang Su was also stunned when he saw this.
Jiang Su: "Thank you for the invitation, I don't think so."
"Is he finally displeased with me and wants to push my eyeballs out? Just because I saw him buying hemorrhoid pills?"
"It seems that I should put the hemorrhoid pill refining on my agenda."
Jiang Su frowned slightly, his eyes becoming more blue and black, and said coldly, "Let go."
Seeing this, Fang Zhe wanted to rub the black spot even more. The calluses on his fingers made Jiang Su's eyelids hurt.
"I say it again! Let go!"
Unable to bear it any longer, she took a few steps back and patted away Fang Zhe's hands that were being rubbed.
"You hurt me, it's time for us to leave." Jiang Su's voice returned to its usual calmness, and there was no trace of emotional twists and turns.
Fang Zhe reluctantly put down his hand, stood up, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Where are you going?"
Jiang Su straightened his sleeves and straightened his clothes. He pulled out the cold shoulder behind him and stepped on Yukong Road: "Zhongdu Outer City, Luoning City."
When Fang Zhe saw this, he also took out the broken knife behind him. He imitated Jiang Su's hand gesture, threw the broken knife away with one hand, and stepped on the blade with one leap.
The next moment, he stepped on the broken knife and landed on the spot.
Jiang Su "..."
Fang Zhe took a step back and stopped stepping on the blade. Seeing this, Jiang Su jumped down from the killing machine and squatted down to carefully look at the broken knife on the ground.
The rumored and notorious heart-breaking knife now has no tip, and the blade is also cracked and uneven. I am afraid that it will break into slag the next second it is used to cut people.
Jiang Su asked in confusion: "Your heart-breaking knife is so damaged, how did you carry it before?"
Fang Zhe also squatted down, stroked the blade gently, and replied: "Heartbreaker... what is it? I have never stepped on Zhan Han.
Jiang Su was startled when he heard this, and blinked without showing any emotion on his face.
It's heartbreak. I remember it was written in the book...
She subconsciously recalled the contents of the sea of consciousness. That day she was listening to books in the lobby of Zhiwei and checked the formula.
"Fang Zhe, the young master of the Wujian Sect in the Eastern Region, the name of the sword is Broken Heart."
In the original work, he did use a heart-breaking knife, so where did the cold cutting he mentioned come from? Could it be that they are two knives?
Then where did his broken heart go? His answer just now was obviously that he didn't remember the broken heart, but there is no content in the original work that said he changed a knife. The big thing of repairing and changing a knife is no different from changing a wife...
…
The most important thing is that I have always doubted the authenticity of the "original work" and whether the plot is changeable.
That's why we tried to save this man who would die in two years.
A cold feeling hit her whole body, and the girl suddenly began to tremble violently. Blood streaks crawled up her eyeballs and covered the whites of her eyes, faintly seeming to be detached from her eyeballs and extending from her eye sockets.
She gasped heavily, "Plop-", the girl hunched over and knelt on the ground, dust staining her robe.
Fang Zhe was at a loss when he saw this and hurriedly went to arrest her.
"Go away, don't touch me." The girl stammered, quickly taking out a Jingxin Pill from her sleeve and putting it into her mouth.
When Fang Zhe heard this, he stared at her blankly.
Why is she always so uncomfortable... Does she also have a disease?
The little deer is so pitiful...
Half a while passed.
Jiang Su looked up at Fang Zhe and asked, "How do you know it's called Zhan Han? What did you name it? How did you get to Zhongdu with a sword without stepping on it?" Her eyes were sharp and her face was straight, appearing to be
Very serious.
The distance between Zhongdu and the Eastern Region is also tens of thousands of miles.
Jiang Su asked three questions at once, and Fang Zhe was overwhelmed for a moment, with a confused look on his face. He replied: "It told me. I came to Zhongdu." He lowered his head and stared at the broken knife in his hand.
"What did it tell you?" Jiang Su was shocked.
Does this broken sword actually have a sword spirit?
The only magic weapon with spiritual intelligence that I have seen so far is the six-turn furnace. Even the protagonist Liu Yunqing's wind-winding sword does not have spiritual intelligence. The six-turn furnace is because it is a rare and high-grade magical weapon, and it has received great merit in the palace.
gas.
As expected, he is not the young master of the sect for nothing, even his sword has a sword spirit. Now that Zhanhan is disabled, the sword spirit must be struggling to stay alive...
What exactly is the heart-breaking knife...
A familiar feeling of instability came over him, and Jiang Su shook his head hastily.
No, I just took the medicine and can no longer think about the original story.
"But now...how should I take Fang Zhe to the outer city...I can't walk hundreds of miles all day and all night..."
Jiang Su was at a loss to do anything about this, and Fang Zhe stopped talking and held his broken sword to cut off the cold with a cryptic expression.
After a long while, Jiang Su put his head in his hands and struggled for a while, and finally stood up. He looked down and said with a helpless look as if he had sacrificed his life for justice, "If you can control my storage bag, you can control my killing knife.
You carry me on your back and control my hatchet."
If you kill a goose and don’t cry, if you are numb and weak and can’t walk, just bear with it...
Fang Zhe's eyes lit up when he heard this, and Jiang Su noticed that although the man didn't move, he seemed to be excited...
Jiang Su recalled Su Su, held the handle of the knife, handed it to Fang Zhe with his own hands, and walked behind Fang Zhe in a nonchalant manner. The man happened to be squatting, so Jiang Su lay directly on his back.
While wrapping her arms around Fang Zhe's neck, Jiang Su accidentally touched the scar on his neck and instantly felt a chill on her own neck.
It’s always easy to forget that he is a highly cultivated bully and murderer in the world of cultivation...
"really interesting……"
She patted Fang Zhe's shoulder with interest and said, "Raise your hands, I can't wrap my legs around your waist."
Fang Zhe heard the words and stretched his arms forward in cooperation, and then firmly clamped Jiang Su's legs between his two big arms. He stood up as if there was no one else, and imitated Jiang Su's hand gestures to hold back in awe.
It doesn't take long for Fangzhe to stand on it with his feet slightly turned sideways.
From an angle that Jiang Su couldn't see, the corners of his mouth were curved wider than usual, and his eyes were slightly narrowed. He just barely had the word "happiness" written on his face.
Qingsha slowly flew up, and the two of them headed straight for Luoning City.
In the air, Jiang Su's eyes were tightly closed. From time to time, the wind blew her square hair around her face. It made her face itchy, but she didn't dare to let go of his hair.
Jiang Su lay down casually, feeling tired.
She thought to herself that this man's clothes were quite soft and comfortable after being cleaned by her own purification technique, and they seemed to have a faint smell of sunshine.
The taste of sunshine is... warm...
She fell asleep unconsciously. Fang Zhe felt the gentle breathing beside her ears and raised her hand to block the wind blowing on her shoulders.
