How can there be a brother in the rivers and lakes to have fun?

It is snowing heavily, so it is not advisable to go out on such a snowy night, but to cook wine on a low fire, sit in the room and enjoy the snow, which is extremely elegant.

Doctor Qi is not an elegant person, she can't even touch the word "elegant".The reason why she didn't sleep on such a snowy night was because the snowy night was extraordinarily bright, wearing deerskin gloves, and using a silver-plated knife, she took the mouse out of the tin box and disemboweled it.

At this time, her tabby cat was leaning on the metal box where the mouse was kept, yawning, and staring at the dead mouse under Dr. Qi's hands with green eyes.The silver-plated knife turned black after a while, and even the blood that the mouse bleed was dark red.Dr. Qi swept the tabby cat with his beautiful eyes, regardless of whether it understood or not:

"This mouse can't be eaten, have you seen it? It was stained with the poison in that person's blood, and his internal organs were poisoned. If that person doesn't detoxify, let alone the change of eyelashes, the whole person will rot." Thoroughly." Dr. Saki's knife pierced the dead mouse's heart, stirring up a lump of bloody rotten flesh.The cat jumped up and sniffed around the mouse, then lost interest, jumped to the window, sat on the table under the window, and licked its fluffy and soft fur.

Dr. Qi turned his gaze back to the dead mouse, marveling: "This poison, this man...how did he live to be so big?"

The answer to this question is probably only known to him.

And he himself couldn't get away at this moment.

The heavy snow in the sky should be an excellent cover for the hidden guards, but if they are already exposed to the enemy, even if they have the ability to turn seven into seven, it is not as good as a one-hit kill in secret.The Youlong silk used by Chang Ye is also suitable for ambush in secret. At this time, it is obviously at a disadvantage to face Chang Day head-on.Changri is good at using fans. If Changye's Youlongsi is the sharpest knife among the dark guards, then Changri's gold silk fan is the shield that can defeat this knife.He opened and closed his moves to block You Longsi's attack, and then sealed off his escape route again.While entangled in Chang Ye like this, he still had the strength to dodge left and right, avoiding Feng Heming's sword.

"Damn it..." Changye finally couldn't help cursing in a low voice, even in such a snowstorm, he didn't escape Changtian's ears.With a laugh, Chang Zhou's golden silk fan blocked You Longsi's attack on his neck again.Chang Ye wanted to withdraw and retreat, but Feng Heming's sword stabbing Chang Zhou just blocked his way of retreat.Chang Zhou turned around to block Feng Heming's sword, and with the other hand he concentrated his inner strength to lock Chang Ye's footsteps.

"Did you fucking come to make trouble!!" Chang Ye missed the opportunity to get out of the battle, wishing he could chop off Feng Heming who was in the way.Feng Heming drew his sword to block Chang Zhou's attack, and still did not forget to reply:

"It's obvious that you have to blame your body skills for being too weird. I've never seen your body skills like this. How can you blame me!"

With one enemy and two, it is inevitable to be left and right, but Chang Zhou really has the will to die. Seeing Chang Ye about to leave, he gave up the wind and the crane's sword, and still wrapped up Chang Ye's Youlong silk with a golden silk fan, With a sweep and a pull, the long night will be left in the battle ring——

"Changye, you can't save him, even Jian Qianshan can't find him in time. Xingheying must die today, you two, neither of you can try to save him."

"Get out!" Chang Ye swung You Longsi again, the golden silk fan broke and cut his hand, and the blood splashed in the middle of the dragon silk to throw an arc, Chang Day had no time to dodge, only to see You Long Silk cut straight to his right eye!

The blood fell to the ground together with Bai Xue, even though Chang Zhou avoided his eyes, a piece of flesh and blood was ruthlessly cut off his face.Bai Sensen's bones were exposed, and the blood on his face made people's eyes hurt.However, even so, the golden silk fan wrapped with dragon silk still refused to let go.Chang Ye had already had countless lives in his hands, but he was shocked by the determination in Chang Ye's eyes.In a dazed moment, Feng He mingled a sharp sword to attack, Chang Zhou hadn't moved yet, Chang Ye subconsciously turned sideways slightly to block the sword.

"Long night!"

He suddenly heard Chang Zhou calling his name, he paused, and then his eyes went dark.

Chang Ye fell on the snow, Feng Heming retracted his sword, frowned and looked at Chang Ye, then looked up at Chang Day:

"You... really think about it?"

Chang Zhou looked up at the sky, and the snowflakes fell on his face, which hurt like salt.However, which martial arts practitioner has never been in pain?At this time, he just stared at the night sky and said to himself:

"This snow came...but it's really not the time."

Shuo snow covered the whiteness of the ground, leaving traces of the ground.If a middle-level expert came to identify it, he might be able to see the clue without any effort.It seems that two people are attacking one person together, but they are fighting to the death, and one person is paddling, but they are hindering the friendly side.Feng Heming stared at the snow marks on the ground, again very puzzled:

"Since you have already embraced the will to die, why do you still want to recruit him?"

There was a slight silence, Chang Tian stared at Feng Heming, the blood on half of his face made him look like a ghost, but when he spoke, his voice was very peaceful, more gentle than Chang Ye, with a gentle and elegant freehand, less A little crazy, it sounds like an elegant man:

"Your question is really interesting... If you were to fight Jian Qianshan to the death, wouldn't you want to fight him hard?"

Feng Heming was taken aback, but asked in a nonchalant manner: "Shouldn't it be?"

Chang Zhou took a deep look at Feng Heming, with mockery in his eyes: "...I finally understand why Jian Qianshan went to save Xingheying even if he took my hand. It seems that Xingheying won't die today , Jian Qianshan will definitely save him."

"What do you mean?"

Chang Zhou didn't intend to answer his question, but looked down at Chang Ye again: "I don't know what kind of enmity you have with Shui Fengqing, and I don't want to inquire about it. You got the things, and I won't ask you what to do." "Feng Heming, I just realized now that I was actually wrong."

"What?" Feng Heming obviously didn't understand what Chang Zhou was talking about, so he asked again, "What exactly are you trying to say?"

Chang Zhou looked up at him, his eyes full of narrow and provocative smiles: "I thought you were the same as me, but now it seems that you are really not as good as me."

Not as good as you?How can you not be as good as you in terms of net worth and self-cultivation?Feng Heming looked at Chang Zhou, but heard Chang Zhou laughed:

"You will never win against Heaven's Destiny, neither you nor your father can win against A Ying and the leader."

Feng Heming frowned, but did not speak.But Chang Zhou adjusted the corners of his clothes slowly, and pulled out the golden silk fan from the silk:

"Come on, just like what you said, if Ah Ying doesn't die tonight, then, try your best to kill me."