Chapter 299

Tie Liao clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, stared at the man in the shadow of the tree coldly and held his breath.

He held his breath, but could not stop the clavicle wound, still spilling blood.

The small wound three inches long is not much more serious for people like tieliao than being bitten by mosquitoes, but he feels cold all over his body: he didn't hurt each other just now, but let the man cut his clavicle with a knife.

What he couldn't accept most was that the other party was obviously merciful to him - if the knife was cut over, it could cut off the great artery under his neck by moving up a little an inch.

Standing in the shadow of the tree, the man seemed to blend with the shadow and did not exist.

Even the terrible knife didn't flash a little cold.

But it happened that even if tie Liao closed his eyes, he could feel the existence of the man staring at his neck.

It is said that when this person wields a knife and the blade rises, his head will fly up, and his blood will bloom like a midnight Epiphyllum -- the reason why tieliao's head can sit safely on his neck is because he is tieliao and Fang Yuan's former comrade in arms.

For example, tie Liao tortures a proud man, holds a sharp weapon in the world, and fights with people in close combat. When he pinches with people, he doesn't even walk through a move, which should be a great shame for him.

Men's shame often needs to be washed with blood, even death.

Tieliao didn't think so.

It's not that he is afraid of death, but because he takes it for granted after knowing who the other party is - if he doesn't lose, it's strange.

It's like a three-year-old child who loses a fight with a 30-year-old man. Will he feel ashamed?

Truly proud men undoubtedly have absolute self-knowledge.

Tieliao is such a person, so after being defeated by a knife, he didn't have any humiliation and unconvinced. He just stared at the man and slowly put the knife down after a long time.

As Mo Dao put down, tie Liao could clearly feel that the man's eyes looking at his neck also moved away.

"I've heard of you for a long time and wanted to meet you for a long time, because someone told me that you are the first expert in using knives in the world. I was not convinced at that time, but now I am convinced. Even if I practice hard for another three years, I won't be your opponent. "

Tie Liao inserted the Mo Dao into the ground at will, said calmly, leaned against a tree and took out his cigarette.

In the earthly world, only men like tieliao will fail so openly and aboveboard. What do you think in your heart, you can say: "this time you let me go, I promise. In the future, I won't investigate Fang Yuan's breach of promise."

The man standing in the shadow of the tree kept silent, but after tieliao said these words, he turned and left.

"Wait."

Tieliao shouted at him.

Kunlun stopped, turned his back to tieliao and didn't look back.

Tieliao took a smoke and asked, "it's our rule that Kunlun doesn't leave the customs. But I heard that over the years, you have never entered the customs. He set the rules for you? "

Kunlun stood there, and the newly appeared figure was slowly integrating with the surrounding environment. Finally, he spoke. His voice was like rusted iron rubbing and stuttering: "this, this is outside the Great Wall. I, I didn't enter the Customs -- no one set rules and regulations for me. If it is calculated, it can only be set for myself. "

"I think you should change this rule."

Tieliao then said the reason why he "gossip": "as far as I know, there may be danger around. No one seems to be able to help him except you. "

Kunlun is silent.

After a long time, he said slowly, "no one can, can kill him."

Tieliao smiled, turned and picked up the unfamiliar knife inserted on the ground. His wrist flashed, the light of the knife disappeared, and strode to the city wall: Kunlun said so. He really had no reason to worry about the safety of the surrounding area.

At most, it's strange: what does Kunlun look like, male or female, and how do you practice such a knife technique? What's more, why is he so dedicated to Fangyuan until his death?

Tieliao also wants to know these problems in his heart.

However, at present, she is looking at the coming circle.

In the cold moonlight, she could clearly see that this guy's clothes had been cut into strips by the blade of tieliao. When walking, it was a bit funny that his clothes were flying.

Fang Yuan doesn't care what night soul searching thinks of him.

Because he completely ignored this woman as air, and only the old man was in his eyes.

After walking slowly to three meters in front of the old man, Fang Yuan stopped, bent down and bowed deeply to him.

The two of them had only been together for half a year, and the old man was the "culprit" who drove him out of the seven killers and dashed his grand aspirations, but this did not affect Fang Yuan's heartfelt respect for the old man.

The old man looked around and said faintly, "you don't have to be polite to me."

Fang Yuan straightened up and looked at the old man: "not everyone is qualified to get my respect."

The old man bent his mouth, but he didn't speak. He turned again and looked to the northwest outside the pass.