startled autumn

Night Breeze was like a continuous blade, turning freely back and forth along Zhao Mingchuan's body, and the blood dripped heavily down his cuff to the ground, and the sound sounded even louder than his cries of pain when his arm was broken. louder.

As soon as Zhou Lan's mouth was loosened, the piece of meat leaked out of her mouth, a large piece of blood and flesh was blurred, and it was almost impossible to see the shape of the arm.

Even Zhao Mingchuan himself couldn't recognize him.

"elder brother."

Zhou Lan softly called out to him, his mouth was full of blood foam, which was very frightening.

Before Zhao Mingchuan had time to answer, Zhou Lan picked up the Xuwei sword known as "Gentleman" on the ground, smiled at him with difficulty and clumsily, and then pierced his throat with the sword.

The point of the sword passed through the back of her neck, and a half-dead bug was hanging from it.

Looking at this scene, Wei Tingzhou couldn't help but frowned and asked, "Why is your medicine man so disobedient?"

Ning Banque replied: "There is not enough time, so let's make use of it."

"If you just die like this..." Wei Tingzhou sighed, looking quite sympathetic.

Ning Banque paused: "Look."

Zhao Mingchuan in the cage looked at Zhou Lan's death, his chest was empty for some reason, and then a fishy sweetness slowly surged from the bottom of his heart, reaching his throat, as if a beast was about to break out of its shell at any time. out.

He couldn't hold back any longer, gritted his teeth, pulled out the blood-stained Xuwei sword, and lightly knocked on the iron cage.

"I'll do my best this time, will I hit?" Yan Yu had sixteen moves in his life, he lost his left hand, but he can also use his right hand.

Wei Tingzhou smiled slightly, drew his sword, and jumped into the cage.

Ning Banque often thinks that Wei Tingzhou is a lunatic, he doesn't know fear, and he doesn't know guilt. To kill him for revenge.

In the cage, Zhao Mingchuan's face was bloodstained, his whole body was in a state of embarrassment, and his appearance was hideous, but he looked more human than the well-dressed Wei Tingzhou.

Ning Banque looked down at his skinny hands, and also felt that he...was not a human anymore.

Zhao Mingchuan lost.

Losing is a matter of course, and losing is simple and neat.

He used his unfamiliar right hand to do a whole set of Misty Rain, his strength was still there, but his strength was no longer there. Wei Tingzhou's smile seemed to be extremely cruel encouragement, appearing in front of him all the time.

The Xuwei sword flicked slowly, stabbing towards the empty front for the last time, and he who was holding the sword fell to the ground, unable to get up again.

Wei Tingzhou said softly, "You can play with it."

Ning Banque responded casually, and then squatted beside Zhao Mingchuan.

"There are so many idiots in this world." He turned Zhao Mingchuan over expressionlessly, and sighed in a low voice, "...but I caught up with all of them."

When Shen Zhiqiu heard this, if Han Bi hadn't been holding his wrist all the time, he might have drawn his sword to strike.

Seeing the veins on his forehead, Ning Banque looked away slightly, and said calmly, "Why are you nervous, I didn't say he was dead."

Shen Zhiqiu said in a deep voice: "Little Martial Uncle broke his left arm, to him, it is no different from death."

Ning Banque choked up his words, and said in a low voice: "It's he himself who refused to do anything to the medicine man. He was just spending a few days with someone he had never met before, and he didn't have much affection at all, but he was willing to die for it. After all, he's still stupid."

Shen Zhiqiu wanted to refute, but his mind went blank, and he couldn't say a word for a while, his eyes were red with anxiety, Han Bi saw this, and said softly for him: "A gentleman promises a thousand gold, he promised Zhou Lan to bring you She left, and Zhou Lan died, so he naturally wants to avenge her."

What's more, Wei Tingzhou has lost patience with him, anyway, it's death, so it's better to have a final fight with the enemy and earn a death without regret.

"If you can't be a gentleman, you won't understand his thoughts." Han Bi sighed.

Ning Banque exhaled heavily, and said with a cold snort, "Yes, after all, I'm just a nosy person."

Shen Zhiqiu stared at him solemnly, with a very unkind expression on his face.

Ning Banque twitched the corners of his mouth, and said with a half-smile, "Don't forget, I am your savior. Back in Yancheng, if I hadn't meddled in your business, you would have died long ago."

Han Bi: "You mean, you saved Zhao Mingchuan?"

Someone was cremating the corpse of a medicine man in the distance, thick smoke billowed into the sky, the flames reflected on Ning Banque's face, making his light-colored eyes look like polished glass, and then he narrowed his eyes slyly and smiled : "I planted a Gu on him."

Shen Zhiqiu's heart skipped a beat, but he couldn't react for a moment.

Ning Banque: "It's not a child Gu, it's a mother Gu."

Han Bi keenly heard that there seemed to be something in his words, and asked, "What's the difference between the two?"

Ning Banque tilted his head slightly, with a frank and innocent expression: "It is said in medical books that the child Gu can manipulate the mind, and the mother Gu can bring the dead back to life."

As soon as the words fell, even the well-informed Han Bi couldn't help being stunned, and slowly digested the information behind his back—returning from the dead, it's illusory to say, it's like a deceiving thing, if it wasn't for today Having seen the unbelievable medicine men and the smoke sinking Gu in their bodies, Han Bi would not bother to listen to even half a word.

Shen Zhiqiu, who had never seen the world much, asked expectantly: "Really?"

"Of course I lied to you." Ning Banque replied flatly, "Zhao Mingchuan is not dead at all, so why come back to life? I just used mother Gu to protect his life."

Shen Zhiqiu was not at all displeased at being tricked, but he was relieved to think that Zhao Mingchuan was still alive.

Han Bi cut to the point, and asked, "You planted the mother Gu on Zhao Mingchuan, did Wei Tingzhou know?"

The sinking smoke Gu is so important to Wei Tingzhou, he must not let Ning Banque deal with it at will.

"I told him." Ning Banque shrugged, tilted his head and said softly, "He knows that only I can take out the mother Gu, so of course he dare not act rashly."

Han Bi understood that the Mother Gu was hidden on Zhao Mingchuan's body, and Wei Tingzhou couldn't take it out, so naturally he didn't dare to take Zhao Mingchuan's life at will, instead he would protect him more, lest he die and the Mother Gu would follow him back to the west.

Han Bi pondered for a moment, then asked, "What about you? Without your life-saving baby, aren't you afraid that he will attack you?"

Ning Banque knew that he was asking in detail at this time to find out whether there were any loopholes in what he said, so he replied patiently: "Not to mention that I am the only one who can take out the mother Gu, just because I agree to teach him how to refine it. He has nothing to say about the flawed medicine man."

Han Bi raised his eyebrows and motioned for him to continue.

"I left holes in the medicine man's throat, because I was afraid that one day I would not be able to control them and would suffer from them." Ning Banque said, "Wei Tingzhou is a lunatic. He is not afraid of anything except losing. He wants to You want an invincible army, and it can do anything for it."

Han Bi smiled, his lowered eyes were full of coldness: "Unfortunately, he can't win."

Shen Zhiqiu listened quietly, his face was no longer relaxed, and worry gradually appeared between his brows.