knife cut mountains and rivers

Before Fu Cheng found Jin Ling to have a heart-to-heart talk, Jin Ling had already seen that something was wrong, she had a delicate mind and nothing could hide it from her.Jin Ling called Fucheng out in private, and after listening to Fucheng's words, she did not express any opinion on the 2 taels of reward for assassination.Jin Ling looked at Fucheng solemnly, and asked an irrelevant question: "Do you really like him?"

Hearing this question, Fucheng looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He stammered and talked about him, and finally answered the question seriously under the pressure of Jin Ling, "Isn't it? I have only known him for a few years. sky?"

Fu Cheng is a man of temperament who is familiar with nature. If he meets a friend today, he is willing to work hard for him tomorrow. For example, Yan Shaokang, Fu Cheng promised Fang Hai that if he wanted to find him, he would do his best to find him.It's hard to know a confidant in life, is Zhou Xuanyi his confidant?It doesn't seem to be very similar, the two are so different, there is no similarity.

As for liking, Fucheng has never liked anyone since he grew up, he doesn't need this kind of thing.Because he was born with a humble life, and his final attribution is nothing more than death in a fight.If there is no golden bell, there will be no one to die in the future, wrapped in a straw mat and buried in a mass grave casually, ending his useless life.

He never expected to like it.

Fucheng said: "Do you want to watch your little brother Zhou die? Do you want to protect you?" Fucheng gave Jinling the right to choose, after all, this is not his business alone.

He respects all of Jinling's choices, and Jinling has accompanied him through countless trials and hardships, Jinling has the qualifications.

Jin Ling frowned delicately, she thought for a long time, she and Fu Cheng are desperadoes, there is nothing to look forward to for their future.Living is an inevitable way for them, and has no other meaning.Jin Ling said: "If I were you, I would drive him out and let us live a few more years."

What Jin Ling said makes sense.

Jin Ling said slowly: "If I were me, I would save him." Jin Ling liked Zhou Xuanyi, and unless Zhou Xuanyi wanted to kill Fucheng, Jin Ling would stand by his side unconditionally.

Jinling's frankness made Fucheng feel at a loss, and Fucheng couldn't help but ask: "Why?" Fucheng can deceive himself, and for the sake of world peace, he also wants to keep Zhou Xuanyi's dragon, but Jin Ling doesn't know much about Zhou Xuanyi's identity. care.

Jin Ling said: "It's so good-looking, it's a pity to die." Jin Ling has a natural affinity for beauty, food, wine and beauty, Zhou Xuanyi's looks just caught her eyes, it's such a simple and rude thing.

Fucheng said helplessly: "Are you a nympho?"

Jin Ling hated iron for being weak, and stretched out a light-white index finger to poke Fu Cheng's chest. Jin Ling poked Fu Cheng and took a step back, saying like a mother: "Isn't it because of you? Look at how poor you are!" So, if I can find a daughter-in-law, I will burn incense, and I can still see if you will be a bachelor for the rest of your life? Auntie can help you here, and you can figure out the rest. I have never seen such a clueless coward like you Why do you buy two beds? Look at you like this, I can still tie you two to the bed? You should worry about yourself first, what have I to be afraid of? Auntie is not afraid of those things in Liuyin Lane!"

Fucheng was scolded and poked by Jinling one after another, all the way to the wall where there was no way to retreat, like a child being scolded.

For a moment, Jin Ling got up on the old mother's body, looking at Fu Cheng with an old-fashioned look in her eyes: "You have to think clearly about what you like or not."

Fucheng feels that the matter of feelings is too complicated, and it is impossible to figure it out in a crisis-ridden situation.In fact, there was no chance to clarify it for him, because the first assassination began soon.

The assassination was chosen at night, and the cicadas had already stopped singing as early autumn approached, making the night extremely silent.

The reward order did not seem to have any impact on the life of the ruined temple. That night, the three of them ate dinner as usual and fell asleep.

The two beds in the room occupied a corner, and Fu Cheng was lying on the bed with his back facing Zhou Xuanyi. There was a knife beside him. As usual, the knife was not sharpened.He stared at the dragon and phoenix Chengxiang on the bed, still thinking about the problem of Jinling during the day.

Zhou Xuanyi didn't sleep either. He was wearing the breast shield that Fucheng gave him on his chest. Fucheng strongly asked him to wear it. Once saved his life.The cold and hard iron piece of the heart guard is stuck on the chest, and the heart is beating alive under the iron piece.

dong dong dong.

Zhou Xuanyi's heart became cold and hard. Fucheng must not have finished telling Zhou Xuanyi the seriousness of the matter. Zhou Xuanyi thought carefully for a long time about all the ways to end the war.Zhou Xuanyi regarded this reward event as a war in his heart, and Fucheng had more experience in fighting than him, but Zhou Xuanyi wanted to find a solution in one fell swoop.

Fucheng was a very special existence to Zhou Xuanyi, the first person he met after waking up was naturally close to him like an animal.Zhou Xuanyi actually started to think about Fucheng from a macro perspective.Fucheng couldn't kill people, but chose to be the most dangerous swordsman.Zhou Xuanyi has always felt that under Fucheng's cheerful appearance, the background is full of sadness. He is not seeking to survive, but choosing to seek death.

Zhou Xuanyi panicked at the thought of this place, obviously Fucheng has a mysterious past, but this past is beyond Zhou Xuanyi's access.He once tried to get close to Fucheng, but at the cost of the two almost breaking up.

Thinking like this, Zhou Xuanyi felt a little sleepy, and slowly he was about to fall asleep with these complicated thoughts, but he felt something was wrong almost immediately, and he covered his mouth and nose with one hand, this is the ecstasy incense!

Zhou Xuanyi then woke up, and a blinding knife light erupted from Fucheng.Then there were a few crisp sounds, and a black shadow flashed in front of his eyes. The black shadow was agile, but Fu Cheng's knife was faster than him, and the two fought for a while and were quickly defeated.The black shadow didn't get too entangled, and turned out of the window instead.

Fucheng had two pieces of cloth stuffed in his nose, he had already arrived at Zhou Xuanyi's side in the blink of an eye, he pulled Zhou Xuanyi up decisively, and said, "Go to the yard."

Without any hesitation, Zhou Xuanyi followed Fu Cheng to the courtyard.After seeing the scene in the courtyard clearly, both Fu Cheng and Zhou Xuanyi were slightly dazed for a moment.

At a glance, the four walls of the ruined temple are full of swordsmen. Like crows smelling carrion, they occupy all the vantage points of the ruined temple, looking down on their prey.

Zhou Xuanyi underestimated the swordsman in Liuyin Lane.

After seeing the situation clearly, Fucheng said loudly: "Jinling! Don't come out."

The door of Jinling's room was closed tightly, and Zhou Xuanyi clearly saw Jinling's figure flash behind the window, and then disappeared without a trace of movement, as if he had completely evaporated from the world.

Fu Cheng's eyes skipped over the swordsman, Fu Cheng did not expect that the first battle would be such a blatant assassination.Fucheng immediately understood what these people were thinking. The enemy was too powerful. Since one person could not complete the task, it is better for several people to work together. Anyway, there is a reward of 2 taels, and the money divided equally is not a small amount.Fucheng had a hunch that there were still many such spontaneously formed teams in Liuyin Lane.

The leading swordsman is Yang Lei, an old acquaintance from Fucheng. He is famous for his cruelty. Customers buy a life, and when he kills someone, he will give a whole set of fresh heart, liver, spleen and lungs as a gift.Yang Lei is a born killer, he is purely immersed in the matter of killing, and is not disturbed by any trivial matters.

Yang Lei stood on a high place and said, "Fucheng, long time no see."

Fucheng didn't move, nor did he answer him.

Yang Lei didn't feel the slightest annoyance, and said: "I'll give you a chance, you still have time to leave." Yang Lei admired Fucheng's style, and hoped that one day the two of them could compete head-to-head, but he didn't want to meet someone at a critical moment. Fucheng.

Fucheng can't kill, but he thinks it's stupid to talk too much nonsense before killing.

Fucheng not answering Yang Lei's question is already the best answer. He stared at the group of swordsmen in front of him, but he didn't seem to take them seriously.Fucheng spoke very slowly. Under the pressure of his eyes, no swordsman dared to come forward, "I have practiced martial arts for 15 years, been in the rivers and lakes for five years, and been a swordsman for three years. There is no wound on my back. No one is behind me. Stab."

What Fucheng said was for Zhou Xuanyi.

Fucheng handed the knife in his hand to Zhou Xuanyi, and grinned, "Today, this knife is handed over to you, little uncle."

Fucheng's smile in the dark was quite dazzling, and his amber pupils were as firm as a river. Zhou Xuanyi took Fucheng's knife, as if he had taken Fucheng's life.Zhou Xuanyi was in a daze because of Fu Cheng's words, and his heart beat wildly when he was called by the little uncle.

Today, this knife is handed over to you, little uncle.

Zhou Xuanyi had never received such heavy trust from a single person.

Zhou Xuanyi didn't understand the style of swordsmen in Liuyin Lane. He took the sword and obeyed Fucheng's arrangement to play the role of a reaper in this battle.

Yang Lei made a gesture, and the swordsmen swarmed to attack them, pressing towards the two of them like crows.

Zhou Xuanyi was quite calm on the surface, but actually he was a little nervous inside. He was born to influence the fate of the world. In his battlefield, the weapon he used most was his brain instead of the knife.In the world of smart people, death is often not the best solution. Zhou Xuanyi feels a little strange to this kind of world where life is either life or death.

Zhou Xuanyi held the knife given to him by Fucheng in his hand. Although it didn't have any name, Zhou Xuanyi also judged that it was a good knife with a sharp edge, shining calmly in the dark.A swordsman broke through Fucheng's defense line, and came towards Zhou Xuanyi from behind. Zhou Xuanyi almost subconsciously swung his sword, and the sword fell.

A line appeared on the neck of the unknown swordsman, a thin blood line invisible to the naked eye, and then blood burst out from the thin line, forming a foul-smelling blood mist.The color of the blood was extremely dazzling in the dark, which stunned all the swordsmen.

Their initial strategy was to kill Fucheng first. Fucheng is a tough nut to crack. After killing Fucheng, everything can be solved naturally.

No one considered Zhou Xuanyi in their first strategy, he was just a buffoon like the little gentleman of Baihua Street, not enough for them to fear.

Now they feel remorse for their mistakes, almost violating one of the most important iron laws of swordsmen, rushing to take action without investigating clearly the assassination target, and the one who dies is often themselves.

Fu Cheng looked at him through the blood mist, the fire cloud pattern on his forehead jumped slightly as if alive, the corners of Fu Cheng's mouth slightly curled up, the light in his eyes was bright, and he looked at Zhou Xuanyi as if approving.

Blood spots splashed on Zhou Xuanyi's snow-white collar, the blood of a living person was very hot, and Zhou Xuanyi felt the knife in his hand feel real.He was thinking, if he was not born in the royal family, he seemed to be born to pick up a knife and live in a bloody world.