Zanghua chuckled and said, "I thought you would say that no one you want to kill will survive."

Yuan Suiyun said calmly: "It was like this before, but there was a person I wanted to kill before, but I couldn't kill him. It would be impossible to kill him in the future. It finally made me feel regretful."

Zanghua's eyes lit up and said, "After you said that, I'm curious about this person. Who is he?"

"It's right next to you." Yuan Suiyun said with a smile.

Zanghua pointed at Li Zhichang and looked at him with a strange look, as if he was eager to try it out.

Li Zhichang said: "Looking at your eyes, it seems that I want to try to kill me."

Tibetan Flower threw away the wine pot at will, and said with a smile: "I really want to give it a try."

Li Zhichang said calmly: "I advise you not to try."

Zanghua said angrily: "Then I will listen to you."

When she answered, Li Zhichang and Yuan Suiyun were surprised at the same time.

Zanghua looked at them in surprise and laughed: "Are you surprised? I will be so obedient." Then she said leisurely: "Isn't it a good woman to listen to men's words? "

It would not be too surprising to say this from any woman, but neither Li Zhichang nor Yuan Suiyun thought that Tibetan flowers were not the kind of women who followed the rules, but instead surprised them.

"Then I'll let you die, and you will listen to me?" Li Zhichang said.

Zanghua said, "If you dare to let me die like this, then you must not be a man." Zanghua gave him a blank look.

Li Zhichang suddenly discovered that this woman was particularly beautiful when she was angry and angry.

Zanghua sighed again and said, "It's a pity that I won't die, but there will be one person here."

These words did not shock Yuan Suiyun, nor did they shock Li Zhichang.

Tibetan flowers are definitely not simple women, and she will never be a mistake when she comes here.

Yuan Suiyun said calmly: "You won't kill him, nor will you kill yourself. There are only three of us here. It seems that you want to kill me. Can I know the reason?"

"Mr. Ximen just invited me to drink so much wine. I am not an ungrateful person. I have to repay him." The Tibetan flower was so proud.

If both of them hadn't known the truth, I'd probably really thought that Zanghua was such a kind person.

Yuan Suiyun sneered: "Then why didn't you save him when he was alive?"

Zanghua sighed softly: "It is always much easier to kill people than to save people. I am not a person who likes to challenge difficulties."

Yuan Suiyun smiled faintly and said, "Then you are wrong. Killing me is more difficult than saving thousands of people."

Zanghua replied: "The difficult ones don't know, and the difficult ones don't know how to do it. I can't embroidery, I can't cook, and I don't know how to serve men. But when it comes to killing people, I'm afraid there are not many who can compare to me."

Yuan Suiyun said: "It seems you have killed many people."

"You are wrong again. You are the first person I killed." Zanghua said sincerely, as if in her opinion, Yuan Suiyun was already a dead person.

Yuan Suiyun couldn't see the joy and anger and said, "What are you using to kill me?"

Tibetan Flower said: "Knife."

As soon as the word fell, Yuan Suiyun suddenly felt the infinite murderous aura coming towards him. It was not the murderous aura that was mixed with evil aura after killing many people, but the murderous aura composed of pure murderous intent. This feeling was like the King of Hell who wanted you to die at the third update. You must die.

The sword of Tibetan flowers has not appeared yet. What kind of sword is it? Is it the sickle of the god of death? No one knows.

In addition to hiding flowers yourself.

At night, there is no moon or stars.

The stars and moon in the sky seemed to be afraid of the "death" energy in this town, so they hid.

The mountain phoenix brought the fragrant smell of the mud in the distant mountains, but Yuan Suiyun smelled death.

On the long street, lanterns hang high.

Zanghua and Yuan Suiyun stood on the roofs on both sides of the street.

The storm is about to come and the wind fills the building, isn’t the wind so strong now?

Li Zhichang chose a good position to watch this duel.

He could have a foreshadowing that although he had experienced countless life-and-death duels in his life, he had also watched many duels. But this time, the duel between Zanghua and Yuan Suiyun would never disappoint people like him.

The sword of the Tibetan flower has not appeared yet, and it is already full of murderous aura in the world.

This murderous aura is not as solid as a mountain or as solid as the essence.

But it is ethereal and ubiquitous.

The figure of Zanghua is now empty, like fog, rain and wind, but it stays in place and never leaves.

The subtlety between movement and stillness has already grasped its essence.

With such a state, she is already qualified to challenge anyone in the world.

She can challenge people, but she can't challenge the sky.

So she didn't want to try to challenge Li Zhichang.

One day in this world, Li Zhichang is the heaven of martial arts in this world.

Some people want to go against the will of heaven, like a man in white.

Some people also want to follow the sky, like hiding flowers.

As long as the two of them are not dead, such things will be indescribable.

Only the living are qualified to enjoy the fruits of victory.

Therefore, Chu Liuxiang is not the most powerful martial arts person, but he is undefeated throughout his life and is therefore listed as a legend.

The clouds dissipated, revealing a corner of the moon.

The quiet moonlight fell on the clothes that were blown by the wind, like a flying fairy flying from the sky, and she had to ride the wind at any time.

The wind suddenly stopped, and the world was extremely quiet, so quiet that it made people lonely.

At this quiet summer and autumn intersection, there is gradually a chill.

It is said that there is a torture at the Six Gates that allows the prisoner to stay in a completely closed room and isolate the sound. No matter how strong the prisoner is, he will go crazy within one hour and commit suicide within less than three hours.

Of course, Zanghua would not think of suicide, but she also hates this kind of quietness.

So she will shoot out anyway.

She said, "Remember my knife, it is called gentle."

When she said this, her tone was also very gentle, not as if she was talking to the enemy, but as if she was talking to her lover.

Li Zhichang sometimes feels that there are two types of weapons in this world that are difficult for humans to resist.

One weapon is a smile, and the other weapon is gentleness.

Transform all kinds of steel into the "gentle" that surrounds the fingers.

Zanghua showed a gentle smile at this moment. It is hard to imagine that a woman like her would have such a gentle smile.

Li Zhichang looked at it very clearly, and her gentleness was not a trace of adulteration.

Unfortunately, Yuan Suiyun is a blind man.

Li Zhichang felt that Yuan Suiyun was a person with good luck. If God gave him a pair of bright eyes, he would probably lose his mind for Zanghua's gentle smile at this moment, which would be fatal in the decisive battle.

‘Gentle’ is a knife as thin as a cicada’s wing, with a light blue halo under the moonlight.

Zanghua held her gentle hands tightly, and as she moved her body, she came to Yuan Suiyun.

Her feet had not yet fallen to the roof where Yuan Suiyun was standing, and gentleness had already swept towards Yuan Suiyun's throat. (To be continued)
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