he doesn't use a knife

That is really a sword like no other.

Jian Guang walked in the dark.

——"Escape," Duan Yishuang said softly, "The farther you escape, the better."

So Yu Qiuyi moved.

He starts to run away.

To escape, to hide, to avoid the killer of Qidaomen, to walk across the mountains, to cross the river, to run to the endless place in the darkness.

He is very obedient.

He escaped very quickly, and he definitely didn't look back three times at a step.

He knew that the more he hesitated, the more he was dragging others down.

——Yu Qiuyi won't be a burden.

He didn't look back, he rushed straight down the mountain, crossed the stream, turned over stones, stepped on branches, and ran with all his strength.

If you don't have internal strength, use your will to support yourself.

Can't stop even one step!

Yu Qiuyi lowered her head and took a step, her right hand tightly covering her chest that had been slapped.

He feels cold and also feels hot.

His heart was cold, but his body was very, very hot, so hot that he even suspected that he had a fever.

But Yu Qiuyi still couldn't stop.

He must not stop!

He gasped for breath, feeling the cold air rushing down his throat.

cold, too cold.

But still can't stop!Never give up no matter what!

To avoid and run away is to survive.

Any half-way, willful and reckless behavior will make him lose his life!

Yu Qiuyi wiped her face.

He felt it.

His face was hot, his hands were cold, and he was sweating all over.

The sweat was blown cold by the wind driven by his gallop.

He took a deep breath.

Then he stopped moving.

— because a knife fell half an inch to his toe.

The master of Qidaomen came quietly.

Yu Qiuyi raised her eyes and saw the eyes behind the mask.

No temperature, not even a void.

Yu Qiuyi moved her lower lip.

The door master said: "You have accepted the task, you should complete your task."

Yu Qiuyi stepped back.

The door master said again: "The first time, I spared your life, but it doesn't mean there will be a second time."

He can't escape.

Yu Qiuyi understood.

He looked at the sect master and said coldly, "Who are you?"

"I am the master of the Seven Swords Gate."

"You are also the one who wants to kill me," Yu Qiuyi said, "I don't think a sect master would personally come to arrest an ordinary killer."

The sect master laughed: "Indeed, Daxia Yu is not a fool, so he can figure this out naturally."

"But it doesn't stop there," Yu Qiuyi said, "Who the hell are you?"

The door owner said: "You already know that I am the one who wants to kill you."

Yu Qiuyi asked: "Then why did you kill me?"

The door master raised his hand and pointed his fingertips at him.

The nails were reflected by the moonlight, and they felt a bit sharp.

The door owner said: "What is the Seven Knife Gate?"

Yu Qiuyi said: "Assassin organization."

"That's it. Since there are only killers in the Seven Swords Gate, then I will also be a killer. And killers usually have customers."

"Someone wants you to kill me?"

"Indeed, someone offered a thousand taels of silver to kill you."

Yu Qiuyi sneered: "Then you should have killed me when I first appeared."

The door master said: "I am a killer, but I am also a businessman - I am different from them. I will not kill you immediately because you are still useful."

Yu Qiuyi said, "What's the use?"

The door owner said: "There is no shortage of information in the Seven Knife Gate. As a killer, you have to master many details, and I like to betray my customers the most."

Yu Qiuyi's eyes trembled.

He pressed, "What do you mean?"

The door owner said: "I can tell you who wants to kill you."

"But what do you need me to do?"

"It's not difficult."

"Things that are not difficult for you may be difficult for me."

The door owner said: "No, it's definitely not difficult."

Yu Qiuyi asked: "What is that?"

The door master looked at him for a moment, and was about to answer.

However, the sword light was too bright, it was bright and fast, and it was running fast.

Only the hilt of the pitch-black sword melted into the night.

Every inch of the sharp edge of the blade is so white.

It flew to and stabbed, and it was about to pass through the door master's chest.

— it can be done.

Because it belongs to Duan Yishuang!

But it didn't do it.

It wasn't because the sect master's martial arts were so strong that he could easily block the sword.

It's because Xue Lanling made a knife!

That figure came in a flash like light clouds and flowing smoke, and hung upside down with a knife in an instant!

The hair shone in layers of light, and the knife was absolutely stunning.

His saber blocked Duan Yishuang's sword.

His knife hit Duan Yishuang who had rushed over!

There was a sudden pain in the shoulder.

Duan Yishuang looked sideways, only to see blood pouring out like a gush.

There was cold sweat on his forehead.

Xue Lanling doesn't like to use knives.

He also doesn't know how to use a knife.

——But this knife became a weapon in his hands, and he used it like a fish in water, as if he had used it thousands of times.

The knife light is also very cold.

This knife scratched Duan Yishuang's shoulder, and the coldness continued to flow down along with the wound, as if it wanted to penetrate deep into the five viscera and flow into the six viscera, making people want to kill for this coldness.

Duan Yishuang is by no means a person who would kill at the beck and call.

Even if the light of the knife chases after him, the shadow of the knife spins a faint white shadow in the air.

Duan Yishuang will not be obsessed with it either.

Duan Yishuang tapped his toes, instead of using his right hand, he stretched out with his left hand to hold the blocked sword again.

Sword and knife collided.

Xue Lanling's deep eyes were hidden behind the light of the knife.

in the dark.

in the dark.

In the silent wind, in the mud run over by the soles of the boots, in everything Duan Yishuang can see at a glance, it is so hidden that people can't see clearly.

——Xue Lanling drew his sword again.

The knife is very steady.

The knife is also very sharp.

When the knife stabbed, what he wanted was to see blood, and what he wanted was his life.

—he couldn't stop either.

Everyone understands that this is an unsolvable game.

It depends on who is more ruthless, who can stand up.

When the seventh clang resounded, Xue Lanling stopped.

Duan Yishuang then paused.

Xue Lanling turned back and said, "Master, these two people are really dull, why don't you give them punishment and teach them to improve their memory."

The door master narrowed his eyes slightly.

The door owner said: "No, I have other plans."

This is a point-to-point, no-questions-asked answer.

Xue Lanling did not retreat but advanced: "If so, please allow the sect master to allow his subordinates to deal with this person."

The knife touched Duan Yishuang's neck.

The door owner said: "Oh? How do you want to deal with this person?"

Xue Lan ordered: "Kill him."

"Very good," the door master said in a deep voice, "You do it now, and let me see your loyalty."

The knife on the side of the neck lightened.

Duan Yishuang didn't have the determination to fight to the death, nor did she want to.

Losing at the hands of Xue Lanling was both inevitable and accidental.

——As long as he is ruthless, he can win.

But Duan Yishuang is not a cruel person.

If he couldn't do it, he couldn't stand still.

Xue Lanling's voice was close at hand, with sporadic gentle smiles: "The sect master wants to see the loyalty of his subordinates, so naturally the subordinates will not refuse."

——The voice of this sentence fell.

The knife pierced Duan Yishuang's right leg first.

Duan Yishuang has also suffered more serious injuries than this one, and it hurts even more.

But there was never an injury that made his heart ache.

——He has rarely been injured.

He hardly ever gets hurt.

But Xue Lanling stabbed him three times, each of which he never expected.

He is always surprised.

Can't tell whether it's sad or dazed, angry or sad.

Duan Yishuang wanted to turn her head to see Xue Lanling's expression.

——But it suddenly occurred to him that he couldn't see Xue Lanling's expression.

Even if I saw it, I couldn't read that face.

——No matter happiness or pain, all emotions are hidden by Xue Lanling in a smile without sincerity.

Duan Yishuang thought, he knew.

He knew that Xue Lanling's heart was dead.

But he didn't know until now.

It turns out that my heart is alive.

——It throbs and hurts.

Duan Yishuang couldn't turn her head.

He stopped thinking, Xue Lanling also pinched his chin, not allowing him to turn his head.

That would hurt.

The knife seemed to want to go up.

Yu Qiuyi suddenly said: "Let him go! You can kill me as long as you want!"

The sect master was displeased: "Your life is not worth more than his."

Yu Qiuyi said: "But I am useful, you said, I am useful to you. As long as you let him go, I will do what you want me to do!"

The door owner said: "That may be difficult."

Yu Qiuyi said: "I'm not afraid of difficulties."

The door owner said: "Maybe he will die."

Yu Qiuyi lost her patience and shouted directly: "I'm still afraid of this?!"

The door owner turned his head to look.

The door owner said: "Then let him go."

Xue Lanling's expression was hidden behind the mask.

He spoke softly: "But he knows the secret of Qidaomen."

The sect master waved his hand and said: "You can deal with it as you like, but don't let him die."

After the words were finished, the head of the sect picked up Yu Qiuyi's collar and walked away with him.

Xue Lanling finally let go.

The knife was drawn by him.

A lot of blood flowed, soaking the black clothes with wetness.

He withdrew his knife and retreated, Duan Yishuang lost his strength, his feet were unsteady, and he slumped on the ground in a state of embarrassment.

The pain makes it difficult to even raise your eyes.

Duan Yishuang thought, this was not the time when she was in the worst embarrassment—it was the time when she least wanted to be in embarrassment.

Sweat broke out on his forehead.

Xue Lanling walked around and stood in front of him.

Xue Lanling took off the mask.

How obvious is the thrilling feeling, that face always makes people fall easily.

But Duan Yishuang suddenly felt that it was rare for her to wake up.

In this desolate and wind-blown night, Duan Yishuang's voice was also a bit cold: "Xue Lanling, what do you want?"

"What do you want me to answer?"

"...that's not my question to answer."

"Brother is always suspicious of me," Xue Lanling said softly with a smile, "You said that you wanted to investigate the secrets of the Seven Knife Gate, that's why I'm standing here today—if that wasn't the case, why would I stay at the Seven Knife Gate? "

Duan Yishuang said: "I don't think the relationship between you and me will allow you to do such a thing."

Xue Lanling asked, "Is our relationship very bad?"

Duan Yishuang said: "At least it's not good."

Xue Lanling said: "So you like to guess what I think, because you have never believed in me from the beginning to the end."

"It has nothing to do with who you are," Duan Yishuang said, "it only has to do with you and me."

Xue Lanling asked: "What do you think I stayed at Qidaomen for?"

Duan Yishuang said: "What do you want? What is there that you want so much that you insist on staying here?"

Xue Lanling said: "Brother still doesn't believe that I am doing it for you."

Duan Yishuang said: "If you really did it for me, you wouldn't have this knife."

After a pause, Duan Yishuang eased his tone, and said softly, "What exactly do you want?"

Xue Lanling was silent for a long time.

Those eyes were full of moonlight, sparkling like water waves.

Duan Yishuang was right in his eyes.

He leaned over and took off the mask with his fingers.

Duan Yishuang's face was a little pale.

The famous Wuxia sword can be so embarrassing.

The white jade that is not stained with filth is full of filth.

There is a crimson color at the end of the eyes.

—but still as cold as frost and snow.

Xue Lanling smiled.

He smiled very lightly, so I couldn't tell what kind of smile it was.

His voice is also very gentle.

Xue Lanling said: "Hero Duan, believe it or not - there is nothing I want in the Seven Swords Gate. What I really want - is on you."

After he finished his sentence, the night breeze was heavier than these two words.

The author says:

The leader stroked Xiaoyi three times in total.

God's assist who is about to appear: Scumbag, scumbag!How can you do such a thing!

God Assist: Well done!

Xiao Yi:?

God Assist · Spring and Autumn Valley Master · Miracle Doctor · Youqin Honghe: (with a deep expression) Love often happens when you want him to look good, and he wants you to be delicious.

Xiaoyi: Cannibalism is wrong.

Youqin Honghe: ysyqs

Leader: But it's delicious.

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Leader: How about being a normal person?

Youqin Honghe: No credit or discount for the consultation fee of 8 taels.