I water the flowers of the kaolin

My name is Fang Jiyun, and I want to poke balloons.

That fluttering balloon shook violently in front of my eyes, and I didn't want it to shake again for a moment.

I don't ask too much, I just want it to be still, let the bulging breath be dwarfed and deflated, and there is no trace of life at all, then I am satisfied.

But before poking it, some preparations still have to be done, it can’t be that the balloon has not been punctured, and I am punctured first, it will look like a joke, and it is not worth it.

So what to do?

Old Ba, you have to help me again.

You are asleep, but your weapon is still there.

So with a sound of "cracking", I pulled out the sword from Lao Ba's waist. The silver body of the sword was shiny, as if it contained autumn water and winter frost, and the essence of gold and iron was all accumulated here. It looked like a good sword.

Lao Qi himself doesn't use a sword, he finds it cumbersome and inconvenient.

But I am Fang Jiyun, I think some innovations are okay, anyway, I have nothing to lose now.

So I held a sword in my left hand and a dagger in my right hand, one left and one right, one long and one short.

Like a low-profile dual-swordsman, but none of the swords in his hands are real swords.

Seeing my posture, Su Weibai's eyes suddenly tightened.Just now he had the leisure to defend himself and speak for Cao Geometry, but now he doesn't say anything, he just stares at me, staring at me as if he saw a knife hanging on his forehead.

I smiled at him, without further ado, I kicked off.

But instead of kicking him, there is a big tree next to us. I have observed it for a long time, and it may also be observing me. The speed and posture become more controllable.

More controllable is faster and more dangerous.

It's also easier for me to poke balloons.

A sword and a dagger slashed at Su Weibai's neck. These two weapons, one long and the other short, were like two thunderbolts falling from the sky. Be half and half.

Su Weibai turned around and hid, falling into the position where I expected him to fall in advance.I stepped forward and stopped in front of him.

Want to escape?Just leave the stuff around your neck.

I swept down the plate with a sword, and poked his hamstring like a chicken.He dodged palely, and I stabbed his body in mid-air with a dagger. It was extremely difficult for him to control his posture at this angle, and it was also difficult to dodge, so he was scratched on his calf, blood red dazzling.

I felt the joy, Su Weibai seemed to smell the danger, he rolled violently on the ground, before he could stabilize his body, suddenly a sword pierced through the fog like a cloud, piercing my legs!

When stabbing, it seemed to press the machine expansion again, and the tip of the sword rose straight up!

I took the dagger and struck down, I don't know how hard I used, the sword trembled three times like water ripples, the fluctuation seemed to spread from the blade to his wrist, I saw that even his wrist was shaking shaking.

Light shaking is not enough, you have to pull out your tendons.

His sword seemed to have been knocked down, the low edge softened, and he wanted to pick up my knee again, so I rushed forward with the dagger and made a light and shallow stroke on his wrist, he was startled, and quickly retracted, Changed the sword in hand.

It turns out that you even learned how old seven fights left and right?

His left wrist flicked, as if he was ready to kill, the blade of the sword pierced my forehead like rain and heavy like thunder.This sword is really light and treacherous, I admire its speed and angle.

Then I turned my head and dodged it casually.

The next moment, a gust of wind rose under my right foot, and the sole of my foot jumped into the sky from the bottom, crossed the air, and as I turned over, the toes twirled and danced to Su Weibai's cheek.

With a "plop", his jaw seemed to be broken, and his whole body flew out like a bastard with wings, flying very well.

Before he could stand still, I took another big leap, crossing a sword and a dagger, and he couldn't dodge it, so he only blocked with a horizontal sword, trying to block most of the impact. I can understand this, so I Most of the weapons hit his sword, and when the force made the man stagger, I gave him a knee bump in mid-air.

The mid-air position determines the height of the impact. I hit his chest with my left knee, and his shoulder with my right knee, which resulted in a bone crack or two.

Very crisp, I don't know how many ribs are broken.

Su Weibai's face finally became as pale as that of the sleeping Lao Ba, his delicate facial features were twisted and twisted, his feet stepped back and forth, and when he stood still, there seemed to be a hole in his chest, like some organ stopped working A stream of blood spewed out of his mouth like a demonstration, the scene can be described as spectacular and full of tragic momentum.

I used to watch people vomit blood only on TV. At that time, I felt that the blood vomited was fake, and it was not because the carotid artery was cut.Looking at it now, it is true that the blood on the TV is vomiting, but it is not as long as Su Weibai.

I observed his embarrassment, and I waited for him to pick up the sword tremblingly.

Before I picked it up completely, I put down the dagger and held Lao Ba's good sword in both hands.

When I go up, I make a big horizontal chop from left to right.

It's not a good habit to use a sword as a knife. I'm afraid the old man will blame me.

With a "bang", Su Weibai's long sword was split into broken swords by this thunderous strike.

A broken sword was held in his hand, and the other fell between my fingers.

If Lao Qi's two fingers are spiritual, following my inner instructions, he stabs the broken dagger steadily upwards.

It was inserted into Su Weibai's chest, very close to the heart.

It's the same location as Lao Ba's wound, not bad at all.

Originally, I planned to poke the balloon, but I saw relief and joy in Su Weibai's eyes.

So I changed my mind and stuck the broken sword in my heart.

Keep some of his breath so that I can ask him something.

Su Weibai knelt down exhausted, and the severed sword in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, and there were a few bangs and clangs, as loud and loud as his life.

His right hand was already weak, so he grabbed my trouser leg with his left hand, blood dripped down, but there was no fear on his face, his eyes only looked at me happily, as if he was looking at a deified Buddha statue in a temple.

But I knew he was not looking at me, but a man who had died a long time ago.

"Old Qi, you are back..." Su Weibai almost murmured, "You can kill again...can you?"

Sure enough, this was his purpose all along.

I stood upright, looked down at him from top to bottom, and asked, "Did Cao Geometry ask you to do this?"

Su Weibai nodded frantically as if he had been affirmed, and looked at me bewilderedly.

"I can see that you can't kill people. Of course, Deputy Pavilion Master Cao can also see that he wants to get rid of you. But I told him that you were bewitched by others and went astray for a while..."

He smiled and said, "Then I told him, I can make you kill again...I can make you walk on the right path..."

I interrupted him: "You think you can do it?"

He smiled even more distorted: "I've already done it."

He looked at me, looking at me as if looking at a satisfactory work. I used to be afraid of this kind of look, but now I am calm. No matter how he looks at me, I don’t seem to be fluctuating in my heart, which feels a little strange.

Su Weibai smiled and said: "You have been bewitched by others, and you have forgotten how good it is to kill people... Then I will help you remember it. Look, you really remembered it... You can really kill people!"

The moment before he died, his burst of laughter was the most craziest and proudest. I let him go crazy, let him go crazy, and let him laugh without knowing the sky and the earth, when I suddenly asked him a word.

"I'm poisoned, do you know or don't you know?"

Su Weibai smiled more innocently: "I don't know the name of this poison, I only know that this poison can lie dormant for a long time, and it needs to be induced by medicine to take effect. In the food I prepared for Brother Seven along the way, there is this medicine. I think Seventh Brother was forced to this point by me, so he had no choice but to take action..."

I didn't want to say that at first, but when I saw his smile, I saw his satisfaction and hope before he died, I felt it was necessary to say this.

"Then do you know that there is no antidote for this poison at all?"

Su Weibai's smile suddenly froze on his face.

A punishment more terrible than death is the disillusionment of dreams.