knife cut mountains and rivers

What is love?

Fucheng knelt in a pool of blood, thinking about this question, he asked Zhao Xiaohu, and Zhao Xiaohu said that he wanted to give him the best things in the world.

What is love?

Fucheng himself was thinking about this question, because he loves Zhou Xuanyi, so can he give his life for him?No, because of loving Zhou Xuanyi, Fucheng wanted to live for the first time.

Ever since the Ten Thousand Corpse Formation, Fucheng has been deeply guilty, because the guilt of killing Daze made him want to die unconsciously.He originally thought that death was the best relief, his only belonging, and his hasty life should come to an abrupt end.

But after meeting Zhou Xuanyi, some things changed. Fucheng felt the feeling of the blade in his belly. He hadn't experienced death for a long time, but now he experienced it.He felt that his consciousness was gradually blurring, as if he heard the sound of blood draining.

"It's a coincidence," Fu Cheng raised his head slowly and imitated Bian Qinghe and said, "My wife is also in his hands."

A normal person should feel chills all over his body at this time, his physical strength is rapidly draining, and he is not far from death, but Fucheng does not, he can still raise his head, imitating Bian Qinghe's tone, Bian Qinghe took a step back, what the hell is Fucheng What kind of monster?

Fucheng held the blade, and the blade did stab into his stomach firmly. At that time, Fucheng held the blade with his hands, but Bian Qinghe was so skillful, he couldn't stop much, and half of the knife fell into the ambush. At this time, Fucheng slowly pulled out the blade.

The knife fell crisply on the bluestone board, making Bian Qinghe's scalp tingle.

Fucheng sealed the big acupoint by himself, and covered the wound with one hand, blood soaked every crevice of his fingers.Then Fucheng stood up slowly in front of Bian Qinghe.Fucheng stared at Bian Qinghe, but Bian Qinghe felt that it was not the usual Fucheng, his amber eyes gradually turned red at this moment, like an evil spirit emerging from hell.

Bian Qinghe swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He knew Fucheng. Fucheng was a swordsman in Liuyin Lane. Even if his martial arts were super strong, he was greatly reduced when he couldn't kill people. He didn't feel afraid at all.Bian Qinghe looked at Fucheng, took half a step back uncontrollably, and asked a question that sounded quite funny: "Who are you?"

Bian Qinghe couldn't believe that this person had nothing to do with that seemingly gentle and soft-tempered Fucheng.

Fucheng raised his head and looked at Bian Qinghe, his eyes covered by his broken hair were half-closed, staring at Bian Qinghe until his scalp became numb.Bian Qinghe couldn't find any other description, he wasn't the eyes of a hungry wolf or a bird of prey, and Fucheng didn't look like a person now.

Before Bian Qinghe could react, the next moment Fucheng was already in front of Bian Qinghe.Bian Qinghe was shocked, no one could be so agile after suffering such a serious injury.

Bian Qinghe practiced this kind of kung fu, and his body was like a ghost. Bian Qinghe met someone with deeper inner strength than him, but he had never met someone who was faster than him, especially when the other party was a dying person.

Bian Qinghe was almost resisting desperately. At this time, neither of them had any weapons in their hands, and it was purely fist-to-body combat.Bian Qinghe's Tanyun hand was originally a kung fu of fists and kicks. It stands to reason that Fucheng is a swordsman, so he should suffer a lot in close combat.

Surprisingly, however, Fucheng did not show any disadvantage, instead, he defeated Bian Qinghe's Tanyun hand within twenty moves.Bian Qinghe felt cold in his heart, and the next moment, someone grabbed his right hand tightly.Bian Qinghe yelled, he had never experienced such extreme pain.

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The sound of bones cracking, that sound was the scariest thing Bian Qinghe had ever heard, and he never wanted to hear it again in his life.

Bian Qinghe's arm bones exploded like lotus roots, and Bian Qinghe could even hear the sound of his own bones cracking clearly. The arm was bloody and bloody, and that arm was no longer a human hand, it was forcibly twisted in a strange shape like a twist.

Bian Qinghe gritted his teeth, his face was pale, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, Fucheng's hands were still pressing, Bian Qinghe's knees were getting more and more bent, his spine couldn't bear such a powerful force, his knees trembled, and he slammed With a bang, his kneecap hit the ground.

I want you to kneel, you have to kneel.

If Bian Qinghe felt anything, he only felt a pure and powerful force, not so strong as a human being.Fucheng could force Bian Qinghe to kneel down with just one hand, and he could no longer resist.

Fucheng looked at Bian Qinghe expressionlessly, that look didn't look like he was looking at a friend, no, it wasn't even a person, it looked like he was looking at an ant.

Bian Qinghe suddenly thought of the legend of Bailu City. It is said that evil spirits fight and evil gods are born.With just one look and one finger, the evil god can make the most honorable hero in the world kneel down. When it reaches that point, it will be a real catastrophe for the world.

Fucheng snorted coldly, let out a sneer from the depths of his throat, and said, "If I wanted to kill you, you should be dead by now."

Fucheng's hand was stuck on Bian Qinghe's neck, exerting a little force.

Bian Qinghe's eyes widened, Fucheng wanted to break the killing ring?

Fucheng wanted to kill him.

Bian Qinghe was like an antelope whose throat was bitten. Knowing his fate, he chose not to resist.

Bian Qinghe actually felt a little relieved. For Zhao He, he had to be a sinister villain to kill his friend.It was easier for Fucheng to escape. He felt ashamed in his heart, but before he died, he was open-minded. To die in Fucheng's hands might not be the best destination.

He wanted to ask Fucheng to rescue Zhao He, but he was actually a little embarrassed, he was almost killed by you, how could you have the face to ask him, but Bian Qinghe couldn't want his face at this time, Zhao Xiaohu couldn't leave Zhao He.Bian Qinghe said: "Save...Zhao...He."

Bian Qinghe didn't know whether Fucheng could understand what he said in such a state, and he didn't know whether Fucheng was willing to agree to him.

Fucheng didn't react when he heard the word Zhao He, as if he didn't know this person at all, his fingers were still gradually exerting force, plundering the air of Bian Qinghe.

Bian Qinghe felt that he couldn't breathe well, he couldn't even speak, and the blood seemed to rush to the top of his head, but when he was dying, Bian Qinghe heard a rush of footsteps.

Fucheng's perception is stronger than his, and he has already looked up towards the entrance of the alley.

"V... city?"

Zhou Xuanyi stood at the entrance of the alley, his knees still trembling uncontrollably.

Zhou Xuanyi's mood was quite complicated. He thought that Fucheng was dead, but when he ran over, he saw that Fucheng was still alive.Zhou Xuanyi just wanted to laugh, wanted to rush over to hug him, but couldn't laugh, Fucheng's state was a little strange.

Zhou Xuanyi had never seen Fucheng like this before, he looked a little scary, Zhou Xuanyi instantly understood what Xu Yunqi meant when he said Fucheng had a hostile aura.Fucheng is now exuding a hostility, no, even evil.

But Zhou Xuanyi was just stunned for a moment, no matter what Fucheng was like, he was the one chosen by Zhou Xuanyi anyway, Zhou Xuanyi took two steps forward, slowly approached Fucheng, and said to him: "Fucheng, you Are you okay?"

This sound broke through the chaos in Fucheng's mind with a very domineering gesture, and passed directly into Fucheng's ears.Fu Cheng's eyes gradually became clear, and Fu Cheng's amber eyes blinked, seeming a little confused.As soon as Fucheng loosened his fingers, Bian Qinghe was able to breathe heavily again.

Bian Qinghe clutched his chest, gasping for breath, his ferocious arm made people startled.

Fucheng looked at Bian Qinghe, and then at his hands. Fucheng's hands were soaked in blood, which was so dazzling that it made Fucheng's head hurt.

Fucheng blamed himself, and this happened again.Fucheng closed his eyes, he hated this, he was afraid of losing control over himself and becoming a murderous monster.

Zhou Xuanyi saw the wound on Fucheng's stomach. It was a fatal injury. Zhou Xuanyi was not surprised at the question of why Fucheng was standing after suffering such a serious injury. Fucheng probably didn't feel any pain from such a wound.

Zhou Xuanyi's hands were stained with Fucheng's blood, feeling distressed and panicked, he stepped forward and hugged Fucheng, letting the opponent's weight rest on him, and after actually hugging Fucheng, Zhou Xuanyi felt safe, Said: "Let's go find Liu Qingqing."

Zhou Xuanyi's words sounded gently in Fucheng's ears.

Fucheng felt Zhou Xuanyi's temperature, these things made him feel like a living person.Fucheng felt a little happy: this person doesn't dislike him, even if he sees him like this.

"Hurry up." Zhou Xuanyi knew what to do at this time. Fucheng's wound must be treated as soon as possible. If he lost too much blood, even a genius doctor would be unable to recover.Zhou Xuanyi said anxiously: "Let's go find Yan Shaokang." Yan Shaokang is a witch doctor in Miaojiang, so he must have a solution.

Zhou Xuanyi went to pull Fucheng's hand, but he didn't pull it, Fucheng was still standing where he was.

"Yan Shaokang is really your man." Fucheng said.

Zhou Xuanyi remembered that sentence, Fucheng hates others to lie to him the most, but Zhou Xuanyi didn't mean to lie to him, and said: "What are you talking about? Is this the time to talk about such things? Don't talk about pulling my tongue, wait If you survived, you cut me into pieces and I didn't say a word."

Fu Cheng's expression was very strange. He looked down at his abdomen and said, "I seem to be dying."

"Nonsense——" Zhou Xuanyi choked, his voice choked up, and said: "Who dares to let you die, if you die, I will kill Li Jianqing, and I will let Zhao He be buried with you, you will not die."

Zhou Xuanyi touched Fucheng's head, not sure if it was a psychological effect, but felt that the temperature in Fucheng was getting lower and lower, so he could only rely on Zhou Xuanyi to barely stand, Zhou Xuanyi said: "When you get better, you want to I will tell you everything I know, who killed Master Xiahou, when I lied to you, and everything you want to know, I will tell you."

Fu Chengdao: "It's not important anymore."

What Zhou Xuanyi was most afraid of was that Fucheng had no will to survive, he had been preparing for his own death, Zhou Xuanyi was afraid that Fucheng would abandon him at this time.

And Fucheng wanted to do one thing at this time, he wanted to do something he had never done before.

Fucheng grabbed Zhou Xuanyi's collar, pulled him over, and then slammed his forehead hard.

This set of movements was so smooth that even Zhou Xuanyi was startled. Zhou Xuanyi and Fucheng pressed their heads together, feeling that Fucheng's breath was very close to him, but he couldn't see anything clearly, Huo Yunwen seemed to be dazzled, I just felt a burst of red chaos in front of my eyes.

chaos.There is only one random word, everything is messy, messy conspiracy, weird feelings, and messy hearts.

Fu Cheng opened his mouth, he probably wanted to say something, but he didn't say it when he reached his mouth.

Fucheng summoned up his courage, he lacks courage when he grows up, especially emotionally, he really used all his brains today.Fucheng wanted to tell Zhou Xuanyi loudly that I love you, but he felt that the words were too vulgar, and he was not worthy of Zhou Xuanyi. Fucheng could be vulgar, but Zhou Xuanyi couldn't.

Thus, Fucheng leaned forward, pressed his lips against Zhou Xuanyi's, and used all his domineering aura in this kiss.

I have nothing precious, I only have this person, and now I give myself to you.

Fu Cheng had said such a love story once in his life, but it was also the best time.