Jinghong knife

Chu Hanyang glanced at the group of people coldly. All of them had a strong breath, sharp movements, and cold eyes. They looked like specially trained killers.

The evil spirit on these people is even heavier than the people who came out of the killing building. It can be said that they are a group of well-trained desperadoes.

It is almost impossible to survive the pursuit of such a group of people for three days.

"You can find two helpers. The location is at Hengyun Ridge behind Absolute Knife Valley. I'll give you two days to prepare." The man said lightly.

"However, the trial is ruthless. Once it starts, it will never stop until it ends. You have to think about it. If you regret it now, I will send you out."

Chu Hanyang sneered: "No need! Chu will go to Hengyun Ridge tomorrow and wait for everyone to take my head! However, you are ruthless in your attacks, and the knife in my hand has no eyes. Don't blame Chu for being bloodthirsty!"

The man didn't expect Chu Hanyang to agree so simply, he frowned, and then relaxed his brows again.

"It doesn't matter. We have the consciousness to kill, so naturally we have the consciousness to be killed. If the second son of Chu can slaughter all these 50 people, it can only mean that we are useless."

Chu Hanyang smiled lightly and calmed himself down a little bit. He glanced at Chu Xiangyang who was standing sluggishly aside, grabbed Chu Xiangyang by the collar, and threw him directly to the masked man.

"Today I will rest here. This person is handed over to you. You take him to your place and take care of him. I will come back to lead him in three days!"

The man didn't expect that Chu Hanyang would throw Chu Xiangyang to him. After a pause, he nodded and hugged Chu Hanyang for the first time.

Then he didn't talk nonsense, and directly knocked Chu Xiangyang unconscious, who was stunned, and handed it over to his subordinates. Then, his figure flickered and disappeared on the spot.And the people behind him also left one after another and disappeared into the forest.

Chu Hanyang lowered his eyes, stood there silently for a long time, and finally said softly: "You go back."

Qingming walked up to him, didn't say anything, just knelt down with one knee bent, he raised his eyes to look at Chu Hanyang who put away his sharpness, didn't say a word, just watched quietly His eyes are frank and firm.

Chu Hanyang didn't know why, seeing Qing Ming like this, felt a little helpless and pitiful.

Qing Ming loves him, he knows it, but even today, he still doesn't feel love at all.

His nature is cold and thin, and sometimes even he himself feels that he is too much.

"Forget it, if you don't leave, you won't leave. Let me just say, you are my knife, don't die in front of me."

Chu Hanyang sighed, feeling a little tired, so he sat casually on the ground, leaning his back against a tree, but felt cold and hard, which made him frown uncontrollably.

A gentle smile flashed in Qingming's eyes, he also sat down, and gently embraced the person in his arms, maybe he was used to it, Chu Hanyang skillfully found a warm place to rub against, and slowly I closed my eyes.

Qingming is his, and he loves him deeply, and he can use this to tie this man by his side forever.

Chu Hanyang understands that he is taking advantage of Qingming's feelings for him, he likes this warmth, but he can't respond to any feelings, but he is not a saint, he has his own selfishness, and he doesn't think there is anything wrong with this.

The two of them didn't rest for a long time. After regaining their energy, Chu Hanyang felt a little hungry. He looked at the sky. It was late at night when he went to look for Chu Xiangyang, and he came to the Forest of No Return in the morning. go.

At this time, the sun was already hanging high outside, and it should be time for lunch.

He moved lazily in Qingming's arms and snorted softly.

"I'm hungry. What about lunch?"

If the previous Chu Hanyang would never say such a thing, he stepped into the rivers and lakes since he was a child, and there were not many days when he licked blood from the knife edge. Leave him helpless.

It's just that when he thinks that he will be on the run for three days starting tomorrow, he doesn't want to do anything now.

There is a big living person next to him, who is obedient to him, so he doesn't need it for nothing.

Qing Ming tilted his head and listened carefully. The Forest of No Return was not big, but it was not small either. There were pheasants and rabbits inside.

He didn't know what he thought of, he seemed to hesitate for a while, and finally asked tentatively: "This subordinate is going to hunt some prey, and roast it later?"

Chu Hanyang raised his eyebrows, acquiescing to his thoughts.

Qing Ming let go, stood up and straightened her clothes, just about to leave, but saw Chu Hanyang also stand up slowly and stretched.

"I'm bored when I'm idle, so I'll go with you."

Both of them have extraordinary martial arts, and they are both used to living outside. Although Chu Hanyang is the son of Jue Dao Valley, he didn't enjoy the life of luxury. On the contrary, his life outside is actually better than living in There are many in the valley.

Qing Ming watched Chu Hanyang skilfully shuttle through the forest, his eyes moved again, and he followed silently, without making a sound, the two of them had just walked for a while, and saw what they wanted.

Two fat hares were lying in a grass and gnawed on the blades of grass unconsciously.

Chu Hanyang raised his eyebrows, and motioned to Qingming, Qingming took out two copper coins from his waist, and shot them out with a whoosh, the two rabbits kicked their legs at the same time, lying on the ground Moved.

"good."

Chu Hanyang squinted his eyes. Both the strength and angle of the two copper coins were well grasped. Qing Ming was already very talented. If he returned to the arena now, he would be a top expert.

My man is really good no matter how he looks at it.

A light flashed in Chu Hanyang's eyes, and then disappeared again.

He casually stepped forward, picked up the two fat rabbits with one hand, weighed them, smiled slightly at Qingming with his face crooked, and threw the rabbits to him casually.

"Here, I'll leave lunch to you."

Qingming caught the flying rabbit, a moment of hesitation flashed across his face, his lips moved slightly, and his voice was low.

"My lord, the skills of my subordinates... are not very good."

Chu Hanyang didn't care. Although he will be hunted down by a group of masters for three days from tomorrow, he seems to be in a good mood.

"It's okay, just go get it. At this time, I won't pick."

Chu Hanyang is really not picky. Qingming still doesn't know that he is the blood blade. Back then, in order to kill people, in order not to be killed, he never suffered.

It's just a rabbit, he still doesn't believe that Qing Ming can make it into arsenic |

It was only later that Chu Hanyang found out that there was really only a Qingming difference between the rabbit and the arsenic|shuang.

After Qing Ming processed the rabbit and roasted it, he hesitated and handed one to him.

Chu Hanyang looked at it, and the appearance was okay, at least it didn't turn into coke. He took a bite and said with a light smile: "Let me just say, your chestnut soup is not bad, but it's a rabbit...a rabbit..."

Chu Hanyang's words were completely stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak. His phoenix eyes were wide open, and a terrible taste came from the tip of his tongue, which made his face change and change immediately.

It took a long time before he swallowed the mouthful of rabbit meat with great difficulty, and stared at Qing Ming who was silent at the side with a slightly embarrassed expression, his gaze was quite strange.

How does this guy make rabbits taste like this horrible!

It's just a rabbit, how can he make it like this?

How much hatred does this person have with the rabbit!

Chu Hanyang was also silent. The rabbit meat was not mushy, but it was very unpalatable, so unpalatable.

He felt that the bite he ate was not a roasted rabbit, but a spoiled dried radish, the kind that had been stored for a long time.

Qing Ming stood aside in embarrassment, somewhat at a loss.

He knew that it was okay for him to be bad at his craft, even he couldn't bear it sometimes, let alone Chu Hanyang.

His chestnut soup is able to do what it is now because he has been practicing for a whole year, but he really can't practice the barbecue. Every time he makes something, even he has to grit his teeth and eat it.

"My lord, let's go find some fruit."

Qingming's lips moved, and he really couldn't bear to watch Chu Hanyang continue to eat the ghost thing he made, so he wanted to bring over the roasted rabbit that he destroyed, but Chu Hanyang withdrew his hand, avoided his hand.

Chu Hanyang's throat moved, and he waved his hands in a calm manner.

"It's okay, it's okay, and it's not that bad."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Qingming's obstruction, he lowered his head and began to eat, but there was a sense of sadness in his eyes.

He finally realized that the most terrifying thing in the world was not Yan Ruoqing's bitter medicine, but the rabbit baked by this man.

In his lifetime, Chu Hanyang was decisive in killing and attacking. For the first time, he almost shed tears because of a rabbit.

Qing Ming couldn't stop him, moved his lips, and finally fell silent, frowning, and began to eat the ghost things he made bit by bit.

When both of them finished eating the roast rabbit in their hands, they felt that their tongues were almost numb.

"Ah Qing, you are really talented." Chu Hanyang said coolly, feeling a layer of cold sweat seep from his forehead.