[Comprehensive martial arts] The correct domestication method of the first killer

Tick, tick.

Blood fell drop by drop on the ground.

Tick, tick.

Tears fell to the ground drop by drop.

I don't know when Su Muzhe was in tears, and there was a water mark on the silver mask. He lowered his hood to cover his tearful eyes.

Shi Guanyin laughed, a deep knife wound pierced through her body, hurting her heart and lungs, and life was passing from her bit by bit, but she was still so beautiful, with a frown and a smile that touched people's hearts.

"Come here." She leaned on the ground and gently stretched out her hand to wave to Su Mu. Her voice was soft, like a mother calling to her children, or like a girl whispering to her lover.

Su Muzhe stood quietly, his clothes were wet with tears, but he didn't move.

"You're still so stubborn." Shi Guanyin tilted her head, with a hint of cunning in her smile, "My most perfect work."

"I'm not." Su Muzhe said, sheathing his knife, his voice so calm that you wouldn't expect him to be crying right now.

"Of course you are." Shi Guanyin's voice was full of sighs, as if looking at a child who pretended not to be sick in order not to take medicine, "Every inch of your body was polished by myself, and the dusty The original stone, polished into a beautiful treasure."

"And then you deserve to be put on the shelf, right?" Su Muzhe said indifferently, blood spread to his feet, and the toe of the snow-white boots was stained with red, which was so red that it was dazzling, he couldn't help frowning, and moved a little further away .

"You are a good boy." Shi Guanyin said, "Your life and death should be in my hands, why are you disobedient? Why don't you be a good boy?" As she spoke, her eyebrows became a little crazy, "You Why do I have to get rid of you?"

The tears in Su Muzhe's eyes became more and more violent, but his expression remained indifferent, "But I'm not dead."

"Yeah..." Shi Guanyin's eyes faded, and he sighed, "Your luck is always so good, the sand bandits in the desert hunted you down and you survived, and you still survived a whole cup of Tianyishenshui. I wasted my calculations in vain."

"So I personally came to see you off for the last time." Su Muzhe watched the woman in front of her die, her body seemed to be divided into two halves, one half sank in the mud, the other half struggled to pull him out, but was caught instead. Dragging and dragging into the mud.

Can't escape, can't escape.

Since the first time the knife was stained with the blood of innocent people, he was already in hell, unable to climb out, and unwilling to climb out.

His tears couldn't be stopped, his eyes were sore and his throat was choked up from crying, but there was no wave in his heart, and the passing of life passed without a trace. For a moment, he even doubted whether the years of love in his memory were a phantom.

"Show me..." Shi Guanyin's voice became weaker and intermittent, with blood gushing out from his throat, "Your face..."

"..." Su Mu kept silent, and after a while, under Shi Guanyin's expectant eyes, he took off the mask on his face, pulled off the wide hood, and the light shone on a pair of eyes, bright as if they were burning bright red.

"Your face! Your face!" Shi Guanyin became agitated the moment she saw his face, spat out a mouthful of blood, tremblingly stretched out her hand towards Su Muzhe, her voice was so sharp that it almost burst.

"I destroyed it with my own hands." Su Muzhe smiled mischievously, touched the scar on his cheek, and described it vividly to Shi Guanyin, "You gave me the lancet, from here," he pointed at his eyebrows , "Pull it hard, then pull it down, and stir it while pulling it, until the skin and flesh are rolled up, so rotten that you can't see the original shape."

"No...no..." Shi Guanyin was choking with blood in his throat, and clenched his hands tightly, as if trying to grab something, but there was only a void in his tentacles.

"Why not?" Su Mushi tilted his head, and nodded at another wound on his cheek, "It hurts so much when I got here, the knife tilted when I shook my hand, so I just cut it along the way, you The scorpion tempered on the knife is really very useful, I have been in pain for two full years, the wound festered and expanded, and the whole face was as ugly as a ghost."

"Face...my face..." Shi Guanyin touched his face like crazy, but his hands seemed to really feel the bumpy touch, pus and blood flowed down from the fingers, and couldn't help screaming and scratching On his own face, trying to heal those gullies.

"It's ugly and disgusting." Su Muzhe smiled happily, his eyes filled with sarcasm, and he repeated with a gentle expression, "It's so disgusting that I feel like throwing up myself."

"No...it's not..." Shi Guanyin fell down, the light in his eyes slowly extinguished, his body trembled, his hair gradually grew, and wrinkles climbed up his skin. There was a corpse with a foul smell.

"But you now..." Su Muzhe squinted his eyes in enjoyment, and chanted, "You look more disgusting than me."

The dead bones seemed to understand, and trembled violently. After a muffled sound, the inner clothes collapsed, covering a handful of ashes.

Su Muzhe glanced around the tent casually, put on the hood, covered his face with a silver mask, and concealed a sneer.

The white camel barked happily, welcoming its master's return, and ran wildly with all four hooves. The wolves roared, and their footsteps stomped heavily on the ground, shaking up a large cloud of sand and dust.

The figure in white ran away from the oasis, gradually only a white spot was visible, and then gradually disappeared.

Come and go like a dream.

The tent was in a mess, cups and cups were broken all over the floor, tables were crooked and mats were scattered, and under the white cloth covering the bones, the smell of death slowly filled the tent.

The king of Qiuci suddenly changed drastically, he couldn't even stand firmly, and sat on the ground leaning on the table, his face was pale and bloodless.

Princess Pipa is not much better than him. Even though she has a little bit of martial arts skills and some strategies, she is still a princess raised in the deep palace. Kneeling on the ground, tears rolled down her eyes - she was frightened and cried.

Even Ji Bingyan and the others, who were used to seeing weird things, were horrified by this situation. They believed that they had experienced many turbulent waves, and they could be called well-informed. It was beyond their comprehension, making it even more frightening.

"What kind of evil skill did that man cultivate, turning Shi Guanyin into fly ash without even touching it?" Hu Tiehua asked after poking Ji Bingyan.

"You ask me, who should I ask?" Ji Bingyan gave him a blank look, then turned to appease the restless camel caravan outside.

"Shi Guanyin died by herself." Chu Liuxiang opened the tent and walked in, her expression full of emotion, "She died before she was killed by the knife wound." Seeing that Hu Tiehua was still puzzled, he explained carefully, "That day Bit..." He hesitated for a moment on how to address Su Muzhe, and finally skipped over, "Shi Guanyin loves him very much and treats him differently from others, and his temperament and martial arts are all taught by Shi Guanyin." Perfect..." Chu Liuxiang sighed softly, and continued, "I think in Shi Guanyin's eyes, she has already become one with him. If his face is ruined, her own face will also be ruined. Without beauty, she Would rather die."

His explanation was reasonable, but he didn't know that Shi Guanyin had already fallen in love with herself in the long years. How could one find a woman as perfect as her in the world?But Su Muzhe is a young man who she has polished to a radiant face. That face is not inferior to her beauty. If he were a woman, she would definitely destroy it, but he is a man. Even though he is young, he can still see the brilliance of the future. man.

Isn't this the best substitute for herself, the person in the mirror has a real body, and she should be the only one to look after him, being as cute and cute as in the mirror.

So when that face was ruined one day, and her lover died, so ugly, how could she live alone.

From nowhere, in the vast desert, there was a howling sound from far away, exuding endless sadness and sadness, like a lone wolf who lost its partner, and also like a wild arrogance breaking free from its shackles.

Chu Liuxiang smiled, this trip to the desert was really full of surprises.

……

The long night is over, at the end of the great desert, a group of wolves are far and near, sitting, standing, lying on their stomachs, whimpering and whimpering, the two-humped white camel biting Su Muzhe's cloak, refusing to let go, water Shui's eyes are full of reluctance.

The khaki camel came over and gently rubbed against Su Muzhe's cheek, Qi Qi Ai Ai screamed pitifully.

Those who want to leave, those who want to stay, probably always have such a toss.

"Don't make trouble." Su Muzhe reached out to pat the white camel, coaxing gently.

The white camel shook his head from side to side resolutely, almost pulling him back.

"It's not that Dad won't come back..." Su Muzhe wrapped his arms around the white camel's neck and kissed its ears, "I'm going to claim a new territory, otherwise I won't be able to support you."

He used to call himself the white camel's father. He raised it with the same care as his daughter, and he was never willing to let it be wronged.

The white camel is still unwilling, with long eyelashes and big eyes, and water will drip out in the next second.

Su Muzhe coaxed it in a low voice: "Don't be sad, only when Dad goes out can he find you a Mom back, and we will love you together."

The white camel thought for a while, then stood up straight, let him go with a grunt.

"Take good care of my little girl." Su Muzhe stroked the khaki camel and got an intimate rub.

"You guys have to grow up quickly too." He leaned over and drove out the cubs who refused to go out, and touched them one by one, teaching them earnestly like a kind elder.

The little wolf whimpered ignorantly, stumbled and wanted to run towards him, but was pulled behind him by his parents.

"See you next time, don't miss any of you!" Before the last word was written, his figure had disappeared in place, leaving behind the endless howls of wolves behind him, and the snow-white cloak unfolded, as if born out of thin air. A pair of wings.

The eyes under the hood flickered, and the brilliance loomed.

There is another person in Jiangnan that he can't let go, although he hasn't figured out why, but until he figured it out, he has to guard the prey carefully, and don't want anyone to steal it.

In Baihualou, Huamanlou's back felt a little cold and sneezed.

The author has something to say: Forgive me for the lack of this chapter [The update after kneeling is like this, there are too many classes on Monday and Tuesday, and the amount will be relatively small. The exam week may be reduced to every two days, and then the rest of the days will be updated normally. [The writing is quite chaotic and I didn’t have time to check it. The lights have been turned off and it’s too late. If there is any problem, I’ll fix it tomorrow and finally see it here. Do you really think about collecting it? [Star Eyes] The stupid author is very hardworking. [Twisting and little angels, I love you! 360-degree rotating swoop kiss]