The tall and thin man held the knife in both hands, handed it forward respectfully, held the scabbard tightly, and helped the young man, drawing the knife in one stroke.

The young man took the tall and thin man into his arms with his other hand. The two of them clung to each other, and the snow-white blade sank into the man's chest without any hindrance.

The extremely sharp blade penetrated the flesh and made almost no sound.

It's like a silver knife and fork being inserted into a hot butter cake freshly baked.

In the air, the only sound was the disrupted beating of the heart in the tall and thin man's chest.

This was the only sound that Ouyang Rong, who was close to Liu Liu, could hear.

From the corner of his eye, Ouyang Rong also saw that every time the man's heart beat wildly, his body twitched, and a stream of hot blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth that was curved with a smile on his astonished face.

"Junior sister, this skirt knife is very good."

This was the only thought that came to Ouyang Rong's mind at the moment when he committed murder for the second time.

Liu Liu leaned forward, Ouyang Rong supported his shoulder with one palm.

Between the two people who are close together.

There was a hand holding the handle of a jade target. The back of the hand was pale and bloodless, and even veins were exposed.

He was trembling and clutching the handle of the knife tightly.

Ouyang Rong looked calm and changed from supporting to pushing, pushing Liu Liu forward.

The latter still maintained the posture of holding the knife in both hands, but his body was as limp as mud and slumped to the ground.

This slave of the Liu family was unable to use any martial arts.

Ouyang Rong squatted down with the knife in hand. The tip of the knife was placed diagonally downward in front of his knees, and blood was dripping rapidly in a line.

He lowered his head and took out the gold-edged red cloth from the hand of the tall, thin man who was twitching, and silently wiped the blade.

Liu Liu muttered something in his mouth, and his eyes that gradually lost their luster seemed to show some disbelief.

Ouyang Rong did not listen.

He buried his head and carefully wiped the trembling snow-white blade.

Ouyang Rong had seen it in a niche post that popularized cold knowledge in his previous life.

To attack a person's heart, you need to hold the handle of the knife horizontally, with the blade parallel to the ribs.

This makes it easier to penetrate the gap between the ribs, and the heart can be stabbed effortlessly from below the xiphoid process.

Very good, this cold knowledge finally became popular.

It's quite practical, even a semi-newbie like him can stab his heart effortlessly.

Ouyang Rong suddenly felt that the time he had previously wasted on fishing and using his mobile phone after studying in class was not in vain.

The advantage of the red cloth is that the blood stains will not be too obvious after wiping off.

But on the floor of the pavilion, lines of blood were spreading like a map.

A piece of red cloth edged with gold that was still wet and warm was thrown onto the ground, on the face of the tall, thin man with dead eyes staring at him.

Ouyang Rong did not pick up the white sandalwood scabbard on the ground, but stood up in the pavilion and looked around.

There was no one around except the rustle of bamboo leaves.

A young man turned around with a knife and walked silently into the depths of the bamboo forest.

There was no escape.

In the bamboo forest not far away.

A strong man was skillfully digging a hole with a shovel.

Next to the pit, a young novice monk with a very bright forehead was lying reclining. There were two large swellings on the back of his head. He closed his eyes as if he had fallen into some kind of coma.

Suddenly, as if he heard some noise, the man in the pit looked up in shock.

"Nvxian, why are you here? Where is Brother Six?"

"I went to collect Ouyang Lianghan's body."

Ouyang Rong, who walked silently from outside the bamboo forest, replied calmly.

He put his hands behind his back, walked to the pit, glanced at the pit suitable for lying down, and nodded gently:

"The digging is almost deep. Let's go and find your sixth brother and help him."

"Yes, fairy."

Liu Qi nodded blankly, threw the shovel up, turned over and climbed up.

Ouyang Rong looked at Liu Qi, who was agile and could easily get over the trap.

His hand holding the white jade handle tightened a little tighter.

There was a skirt knife standing up behind Ouyang Rong, close to the cervical vertebrae on his back, slightly lower than the height of his neck.

Liu Qi tidied up the things beside the pit, patted the dust on her hands, turned to Ouyang Rong, who had his hands behind his back, nodded and said:

"It's done, let's go, fairy."

The strong man did not step forward immediately, but signaled Ouyang Rong to go first and take the lead.

Ouyang Rong seemed to be in a daze, staring down at the pit next to him.

"Fairy?"

The honest-looking Liu Qi still didn't leave first, and repeated with a curious look on her face.

Ouyang Rong seemed to have come back to his senses, looked at him, nodded, and prepared to turn around.

Suddenly, Ouyang Rong's expression changed drastically, and he stared at something behind Liu Qi:

"careful!"

Liu Qi quickly turned around and looked back, her back exposed.

Ouyang Rong's eyes changed from surprise to calmness.

He turned his wrist behind him.

A flash of snow-white sword light suddenly appeared, slashing diagonally towards the back of Liu Qi's head.

But who would have thought that this strong man seemed to have been wary of him for a long time.

His upper body leaned back quickly, and the light of the sword swept across three inches above his eyebrows.

The first cut was empty.

The expected head fall did not happen, and Ouyang Rong did not panic.

Using the inertia of the first knife, he turned around, took a step forward, and struck out with the second knife.

"The smell of blood is so strong, what did you do to Sixth Brother..."

Liu Qi, who was cautious enough to avoid the first knife, had a look of shock and anger on his face. Before he could finish his words, the second knife had already hit his face.

Being chased and slashed continuously, the strong man was already a little unsteady. At this moment, he took a step back in a hurry, but... behind him was the pit he dug.

One foot stepped on the air and the body lost balance in the air.

But the light of the sword has arrived.

Accompanied by a scream of "ah".

Half of the palm flew into the sky, and then fell to the soil, with the fingers still twisting.

Liu Qi waved his right hand in front of him in order to balance his body, but half of his hand was cut off.

However, the strong man reacted very quickly. His left hand actually grabbed Ouyang Rong's right wrist where he was wielding the knife, and used the opportunity to pull him into his "embrace."

Even in normal times, the thin and frail Ouyang Rong could not match the strength of a strong man, let alone the strength that the man exploded at the moment of life and death.

If the latter hadn't fought with bare hands, he would have been attacked first and caught off guard.

Ouyang Rong probably won't last more than three rounds in his hands.

But reality doesn’t have so many ifs.

Ouyang Rong, who was holding a knife, and Liu Qi, who had his hand broken, fell into the pit together.

Immediately, a roar of pain came from the pit: "You are not a fairy, you are really..."

Someone didn't speak. In the dark pit, only the light of the snow-silver sword flashed. In response, the man's words were stopped between his clenched gums.

In a narrow, low-lying pit.

There is a life-and-death fight taking place in silence.

Only one person can crawl out alive.

At this moment, Ouyang Rong's mind was completely empty.

Any movement made by the whole body to kill the opponent is controlled by some kind of animal instinct that emerges in an instant.

But for some reason, something the junior sister said to him with a smile while riding in a carriage came to mind very strongly:
Chapter completed!