Chapter 390

"You are very real, very good!" Crazy knife did not continue to persuade, just nodded happily.

"Ah! Mother All of a sudden, an earth shaking cry came out.

Ning fan was startled. He saw that Ning Tianyu finally raised his head buried in his knee. Then he saw the old Buddha in the pool of blood. He was shocked. He rushed over with an arrow and held the old Buddha in his arms and cried.

"Mom, you can't leave me alone. Mom, wake up!" Ning Tianyu kept shaking the old Buddha. The old Buddha opened his eyes slowly. The corners of his mouth grinned, and he took a cold breath. But the sharp color in his eyes kept on. His throat grunted twice, and finally he said, "Tianyu, what are you crying for?"

"Mom, I'll take you to the hospital. Don't talk."

Crazy knife shook his head and said: "her life has been broken, this is just a reflection."

"You just come back?" The old Buddha scolded harshly. His wrinkled face was full of fierce color. If a child saw it, she would be scared to cry, but the color of her face was fading away, and her life was passing away.

As if he didn't realize it, the old Buddha slapped Ning Tianyu and said, "man, what's the point of crying? I've taught you for so many years, and you're still like this. It's really chilling to me. "

Ning Tianyu didn't cover his face. The five finger marks were clearly visible. He choked and couldn't speak.

"Brother, you didn't kill this little bastard. You look like you're not far away from death. You're looking for death on purpose. You still want to help an outsider when you die. You're so disappointing to me. If you go underground in the future, I'll tell your parents what you've done and let them judge you." The old Buddha stared at the crazy knife and yelled.

Crazy Dao shook his head helplessly and said: "little sister, you are really possessed. You are fascinated by power. Your eyes can't see anything else except power."

"Bah! There is no right to live in the world. Those who don't live are just like pigs and dogs. You have all your abilities, but you are so weak. I feel sad for you. "

Crazy knife coughed, and more blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't get angry. Instead, he gave a peaceful smile and said to Ning Tianyu, "Tianyu, you and Qingdi were brothers, and they also had the blood of Ning family. What happened in those years was because of your mother. Now your mother is leaving the world, and you are the master of Ning family in the future. Qingdi is dead, I hope you don't embarrass Ning fan. Xiaochen's injury is no longer serious. This time, you should teach me a lesson. Promise me not to fight again from now on. "

Ning Tianyu was silent.

But the old Buddha began to shout: "brother, what bullshit do you mean? This little bastard must die. He is the grandson of that bitch. He must die. Tianyu, you should remember mom's words. We will never die with that little bastard. You must kill him, cut him to pieces and throw him to feed the dog. "

Ning Tianyu took a look at her, still speechless.

"Little sister, your time has come. You can't be the master. Ning fan, I'm gone. Take care of yourself, Qingdi. I want to hear from you..."

As the voice fell, the head of crazy knife dropped down, and the vitality was broken.

"Master..." Ning fan cried out, filled his chest with grief. Holding his cold body, Ning fan looks up to the sky and roars, looking at the ceiling, infinite sadness.

"Ha ha, you're dead!" When the old Buddha saw this, he began to laugh, but the laughter stopped suddenly. He had a big mouth, but his pupils had gradually spread and lost their vitality.

"Ma... You can't die!" Ning Tianyu held the Buddha and cried. Suddenly, the whole hall was filled with a sad atmosphere.

"Master!" All of a sudden, a wailing sound rang out at the door, and then a figure floated up and knelt down in front of crazy knife with a bang.

Ning fan was surprised to find that this man was the master who used the knife to assassinate him.

This is Han Feng!

Although he was ordered to leave the capital by crazy Dao, he could see the clue from the way crazy Dao destroyed the wooden house, which was the expression of crazy Dao's death ambition.

Han Feng was shocked and distressed, but he didn't dissuade him, because he knew he couldn't persuade crazy Dao. But he stayed in the capital in silence. He wanted to look at master.

He was lurking outside Ning Fu. When he saw Ning fan and Jian Chi walking into Ning Fu, he had a very strong premonition in his heart. He could already judge that master today was probably the end of his life.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for a fight to come from Ningfu. He didn't dare to neglect and rushed in. He walks in Ningfu all the year round, and naturally no one stops him. When he got to the door of the hall, the dust had settled.

When he saw that Ning fan's palm hit crazy Dao's chest, his heart was like five thunderbolts, but he didn't do it, because he knew that master's will to die had been determined, even if he did it, it was useless. Moreover, if Fei crazy Dao was determined to die, how could Ning fan hit him?

The man does not shed tears, that is not to the sad place.

Han Feng wept, and two lines of clear tears wet his cheeks. Looking at the dying master, he didn't go to see him for the last time, because he knew that the master didn't like to see him here. He violated the master's last order.

But it's enough to be able to give master the last ride. Looking at the mad knife, he finally rushed in, knelt down in front of the mad knife, carved his head and cried out: "master... Master..."

Ning fan realized at this time that this man was the apprentice of crazy Dao. No wonder the Dao technique was so powerful. He subconsciously looked at his arm. The empty sleeve was cut off by Ning fan.

Han Feng raised his head and looked at Ning fan, the enemy he had once dealt with, but now he had no hostility, because the master told him not to be enemies with Ning fan, and he would resolutely carry out the master's orders.

But the master really died in Ning fan's hands. Han Feng has mixed feelings. He doesn't know what to do?

Han Feng takes the body of crazy Dao from Ning fan's hand and holds it tightly in his arms. He gently wipes the blood from the corner of crazy Dao's mouth, looks at it for a long time, and then stares at Ning fan.

Two people's eyes are opposite, and an emotion that can't speak flows between them.

Ning fan can't help feeling guilty. If he had known today, he would not have cut off Han Feng's arm. After all, Han Feng is the apprentice of crazy Dao.

"Ning fan, you killed my master."

Ning fan nodded and said nothing.

yes! Anyway, crazy Dao died in his hands.

"If you want to take revenge, you can come, but you are not my opponent now. When you inherit all the martial arts of master crazy Dao, you can take revenge on me."

Ning fan is guilty, but he won't wait to die. If Han Feng wants revenge, he will fight back, but obviously Han Feng is not his opponent now.