When those frightened eyes that looked like a hunter catching a deer looked at him, something tugged in Wei Changpan's heart, but the hand holding the knife still steadily stopped the blade as close as possible to the female killer on the deer-cutting platform.
Outside of the slender neck like mutton-fat white jade, the tough inner armor made of unknown materials cannot protect this place.
As long as he moves the knife in his hand downwards by another two inches, the female killer of Guulutai who can trap him for half an hour with her machinery and layout will die in his hands, and then he will kill many, many more people.
The killers from Lutai, the disciples from Songfeng Mountain, and maybe even the soldiers and horses from the Jiangzhou government, such as the cavalry from the wild river at the junction of Suzhou.
He had already restrained the Kalutai killer in front of him, and all he had to do now was to harden his heart.
The debts of Kalutai and Songfeng Mountain are all covered with blood debts, and blood debts can only be repaid with blood.
Lu Jiu thought that she was about to die. If she had not spoken so much to Wei Changpan when he was still trapped in the Qimen formation, then he would not be alive to this day and still pointing a knife at her neck, and Uncle Xizi would not be hurt by that.
The serious injuries were all due to her negligence at that time. Uncle Xizi was going to die, and she was going to die too.
"Please hurry up later, I'm a little afraid of pain." Lu Jiuning looked at the eyes of the person in front of her and found that Wei Changpan seemed to be almost the same age as her, "And... don't let me die too ugly.
Those uncles and aunts in the station might have been sad when they came to see her."
After saying that, she closed her eyes and waited for the knife to stab down.
She was born and raised in Kaolu Terrace, and she has seen the act of killing a whole family at every turn. The Kaolu Terrace killer admires the principle of cutting grass and roots. If you let one person go if you are soft-hearted now, there may be dozens of people in the future.
Hundreds of people came to seek revenge. No one in the deer-cutting platform was willing to face such a scene. Therefore, no matter whether it was an eighty-year-old woman or an infant baby, the killing order would not let go. Even the less stringent fatwa, the elders
They will punish you for sparing one more life, but they will rarely blame you for killing a few more people.
Lu Jiu is the only person in the Cutting Platform whose hands are still clean at this age. Those children who can survive the training of Cutting Platform have to fight a person when they are ten years old. As a certificate of admission to join the Cutting Platform,
Five or six times out of ten children will be killed or captured by those with warrior physiques. At that time, the Kalutai killer on guard will take the lives of both of them, even if the child is seeking a surrender certificate.
If he cowered and escaped halfway, it would be absolutely impossible to escape under the nose of the Kalutai killer.
Each of those uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters were covered in so much blood that even the expensive ambergris in her courtyard couldn't cover it up. Where did the gifts they brought her when they came back from the deer-cutting platform come from?
Lu Jiu also knew it well, but when those tired and injured people came to the courtyard to put down the rare things they had collected from all over the place, she still had a look of joy on her face.
Colors, but they were all piled up in the courtyard without being used, so that the killers at Kalutai thought that Lu Jiu didn't like these things, so the next time they went out to kill people, they would try to bring back more exotic and interesting things.
But what's the use? Using the deer-cutting platform to hand out the blood-stained silver to the killers and bring them back, no matter how fancy and cunning the things are, she can't get any benefit from her.
And Uncle Xizi made a grass ant for him with his own hands.
The grasshopper was always placed on the dressing table in her boudoir. This kind of friendship was what she cherished. Fortunately, Uncle Zi was also dead, and no one in the deer-cutting platform would clumsily weave a strange shape with murderous hands.
grasshopper.
A clear tear rolled down from the corner of his eye.
At the last moment before he made up his mind, Wei Changpan caught a glimpse of the glistening tears in the corners of the eyes of the female assassin from Gelutai. After almost stabbing him with the knife, he still hesitated. He was not sure whether these were the tears she squeezed out to see how she could make a living.
Among those murderous people in Kalutai, there is actually a woman like the person in front of me...
It is better to kill the wrong person than to let it go.
The head of the Zhang family said this when he was teaching him how to face the Cutelutai Killers, "No one can detect the Cutelutai Killers when they are hidden in the crowd. By the time they show up, you are already dead in their eyes."
pattern, so you must take action before them. If you kill someone by mistake, it is not your fault."
"Are there some kind-hearted people in Kaulu Taichung and Songfeng Mountain..."
"There are still two or three fish swimming in the turbid water, not to mention two huge sects." The jujube stick hit his forehead again, "But you don't have the skills to distinguish between good and bad when fighting against these people.
, by the time you have the time, that person will already be dead."
"What you are going to do will not allow you to be soft-hearted." The old man, who is the head of the Zhang family, once again showed him the wounds of the two severed limbs. "Old man, the last time I was soft-hearted, I lost an arm and a leg, and even more
What’s more, your situation in the future will be far more dangerous than mine, so you should be more hard-hearted like those killers who took human lives seriously in Lutai.”
There is still one inch left. If the knife goes down another inch, it will stab through the slender white jade-like neck. The blood in the neck will gush out like a fountain. The trachea and neck bones will also be cut off. After a very brief period of pain,
It will die, and it will never last more than fifty seconds.
This is his declaration of sworn feud with Songfengshan and Fenglutai. After killing the Fenglutai female killer, there will be no room for retreat and mediation. He will return to Suzhou to win over Yanyulou and the Zhang family in Qishan County.
The rest of the crowd sought revenge on Songfeng Mountain, Gelutai, and even the eldest brother of the leader of Songfeng Mountain, Gao Xu, who was a Jiangzhou general, was the target of their revenge.
When Wei Changpan first started practicing martial arts, he never thought that his sect would be swept into the tide of disputes between rivers and lakes in Jiangzhou. Without the protection of Zhang Wu and Qian Erye, the Zhang Family Gun in Qishan County collapsed the moment it was swept away by this tide. Perhaps Qishan
Many people in the county have forgotten that the house next to the Qishan County Yamen once had a good-drinking old man who almost all Jiangzhou sects came to congratulate him after the mirror was broken, and there was also a slutty man.
A big man who likes to drink as much as his master, a concierge who always sets up a bench outside the concierge to bask in the sun and take a nap, a man who has a loyal and honest face and is always teased by the Fireworks Woman.
The best outcome he originally thought was that he would eventually become a half-qualified martial artist and go to places other than Qingshan Town to look around. When he could no longer walk, he would return to the town and continue to be a worker in the brothel.
Young man, he spent his whole life watching those beauties grow old. But the Zhang family guns were involved in the struggle for the co-ownership of Jiangzhou Jianghu and eventually became the victims of the decaying building of Yanyu Tower, but he
Escaped, which meant that it was no longer possible for him to walk carefree in the wilderness alone and one horse as he had thought before. When he was tired, he would lie down on the ground and fall asleep, and when he woke up he would
Then he mounted his horse and started walking, eating and drinking whatever was available, taking care of where he went.
Stab it, stab it quickly...Avenge your master and master...Whose blood is flowing on Qihu Lake...Kill her, and those who died will be able to rest in peace...
The noisy voices echoed in his ears, frightening his soul. These sounds that seemed to come from the bottom of a very deep well seemed to come from the dead. These voices were trying their best to urge and tempt him to stab him.
, he was vaguely aware that after stabbing this knife, he would gain a lot of insights, but he would also lose something that could never be regained.
Those voices became more and more urgent. He could hear the voices of Yanyu Tower, Zhang Family of Qishan County, Qian Erye, Zhang Wu, Liu Dashi, and Yu Cheng, the owner of Yanyu Tower. They were anxious, resentful, gloomy, and resentful.
All kinds of emotions and moods were intertwined together to form a huge web that overwhelmed him and made him breathless.
In a daze, the long knife in her hand had already sunk half an inch. Lu Jiu, who closed her eyes, felt the cold touch on her neck and the dull pain of the blade slowly entering her flesh. Probably this young man who survived the Zhang family in Qishan County didn't want her to die.
Dying so easily, using the slowly sinking blade to intensify her pain.
Lu Jiu didn't want to suffer such torture before she died. She put her hands on the ground and raised her upper body to face the blade. Perhaps this was God's punishment for her indifference after witnessing the Fulutai killers killing many people?
Gelutai is a very popular person. She can obviously do many things, but she only studies within the orthodox formations of Qi Sect. Although she can never stand the actions of those elders who like her very much, they are just lust.
He stopped talking and did nothing practical.
But she still has too many mysteries about Qimen that she has not fully understood. Growing up in the Cutting Platform, her knowledge of this world is not even as good as Qimen's formation skills. She also has many, many things she wants to see.
, there are many, many things to do, and she doesn’t want to die here...
There is no one who is not afraid of death in this world, only the moment when he is not afraid of death. The words that were regarded as the truth by the Kalutai killers when they were tortured and asked for information also acted on Lu Jiu. When his upper body was slightly stretched,
At that moment, the pain in her neck was magnified a thousand times. She could feel the warmth flowing into her inner armor, which was probably the blood flowing out of the wound cut by the blade. Then she raised her body half an inch, just half an inch, and the warmth on his neck
His bloodline will be cut off by the long knife left by Zhang Wu. Even if the most skilled medical expert in the world comes to rescue him immediately, he will not be able to escape the result of the loss of his body.
She was still scared at the last moment before she died. She wanted to stand up and continue to turn around and run away, but she forgot about the blade that was already inserted into her neck. Her actions were tantamount to bumping herself into the blade.
This is suicide.
In the end, Lu Jiu didn't see the blood splattering on his neck. Wei Changpan withdrew the knife at the last moment, and Lu Jiu, who suddenly lost the pressure, fell in front of him.
She did not die, she survived, and there was not much joy in the aftermath. Lu Jiu got up and ran away, and Wei Changpan did not stop him.