Chapter 2253

But several times of divine consciousness search, but they didn't notice it. Is it an illusion? But how can it be an illusion? How can this intuition accumulated over countless years of wandering the Jianghu go wrong? Since it is not an illusion and your search has no results, it means that your power is far higher than yourself and far beyond your imagination. This idea makes you feel even worse.

However, how many years have you come through the fishy wind and blood rain, and what time does it feel good?

In addition to death, there is no major event. Even if body death is a major event, it may be an early relief for yourself!

Hu Bu GUI snorted in his heart. His face was always old. He looked at his nose, heart and mind, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath. Foreign affairs did not linger in his mind.

Just then, there was a roaring wind coming from far away.

Hu Bu GUI suddenly opened his eyes, and two dazzling lights in his eyes shot out for three feet!

That voice is extremely overbearing. It's just for yourself!

He still didn't move, so he looked at the door.

The next moment, the door suddenly became shattered without warning. In the flying debris of the room, a dark knife came with the momentum of cutting the world.

This Sabre is fierce and overbearing. It can cut the sky and the earth. It is no longer a temptation, but a unique kill!

Hu Bu GUI's eyes flashed and he didn't know when the knife was in his hand.

A knife is picked forward.

With a crisp sound of "Ding", Hu bugui's knife hit the dark knife accurately and abnormally. The other party's knife posture was a slight meal, but this slight instant was enough——

Hoo!

Hu bugui's originally sitting body suddenly fell back, then floated up and stood steadily on the couch.

In front of him, a burly young man in black stood with a horizontal knife. Just now, he stopped the knife without forcing an attack.

"Who is your excellency?" Hu Bu GUI's complexion was as constant. He only coughed gently, but swallowed the reverse blood that had reached his throat.

Don't look at Hu not returning, his face is calm, but he is very frightened in his heart!

Countless enemies in my life, but like today, it's the first time I've been hit hard by someone's first knife!

The coming man's sword is extremely fierce and overbearing. It has reached the only level of arrogance in Hu bugui's life!

The man stepped into the door, giving Hu the feeling that he would not return, but it was like a whole mountain. He moved and rushed to himself. However, one step away, there was a big mountain pressing the top, which was earth shaking.

"I'm Dong Wushang!" The young man in black looked at Hu Bu GUI with powerful eyes and said in a deep voice, "you are Hu Bu GUI?"

Hu Bu GUI narrowed his eyes and said, "Dong Wu is hurt? I have a grudge against your excellency? "

"None!" Dong Wushang shook his head.

"Do you have any complaints?"

"No!"

"Then why, sir?" Hu Bu GUI gets angry and has nothing to do with each other. You just stab me in vain. What's this?

Dong Wushang looked at him blandly and said faintly, "because you're here to make trouble!"

Hu Bu GUI Huoran looked up: "no!"

"You are!" Dong Wushang affirmed. He even refused to say another word, so he directly condemned Hu not to return.

Hu Bu GUI shook his head: "I don't..."

Before he finished saying this, he was interrupted by Dong Wushang: "you are a troublemaker! Yes? They are all people who use knives. Are you so afraid to admit it? Dare to do it? "

Dong Wushang's words were as overbearing as his knife.

Hu Bu GUI had a spasm on his face. He was silent for a long time and finally said, "good!"

A man with a knife.

This in itself is a dignity.

Swordsman, I can be sorry for anyone in my life, but I won't be sorry for my knife! It will not humiliate the four words' man with a knife '.

A person is a knife, and a knife is a person. Insulting a knife is tantamount to insulting yourself, even worse than insulting yourself!

If you scold a swordsman's eight generations of ancestors, or that swordsman may be indifferent. But as long as it involves the honor or disgrace of the knife, it is the struggle of the swordsman!

The dignity of the knife is inviolable!

So Hu bugui admitted it even though he didn't want to admit it.

Moreover, since the other party has been so determined, he must have mastered a lot.

Whether you admit it or not may not have more significance.

Dong Wushang nodded: "finally, I dare to do it. I can be regarded as a man with a knife. That's good. Draw a knife, and I will give you a decent way to die and let you die by my knife! "

Just as the best destination for a soldier is to return the body in a horse's clothes; The best destination for a swordsman is to die under the knife!

Hu Bu GUI's face sent out Zhan Ran's brilliance, ha ha said with a smile: "Hu Bu GUI, Dao Bu GUI!"

Suddenly, the blade suddenly burst into a cold light all over the sky and attacked Dong Wushang.

Hu bugui knew from the first knife he had just fought that he was determined not to be the opponent of the young man in front of him, but Hu bugui chose to attack with all his strength. His eyes are gorgeous at this moment. He hopes that he can fully display the edge of the knife in his hand in this last battle and finally die under another peerless magic knife. It's pleasant to die like this!

Dong Wushang's ink knife has turned into lightning.

However, the thunderbolt action suddenly stopped.

Hu Bu GUI showed a bleak smile on his face and whispered, "thank you. You didn't ask me anything."

"Because you can't say." Dong Wushang said faintly.

Hu Bu GUI coughed and laughed, "good knife!"

Eyes with a touch of regret, slowly closed. I've been a tool since I was young. Until now, the biggest regret is... I don't know who my parents are, where my home is, and who the person who taught me to be a tool... Is.

But in this life... Live and die confused.

His body was still upright and his knife was still firmly held in his hand. The sharp blade was only half an inch away from Dong Wushang's waist. But he's dead.

Half an inch away is an insurmountable natural moat.

Dong Wushang slowly took the ink knife out of his chest, and his face was expressionless.

He flashed through the window.

Hu bugui's body fell to the ground slowly, and the blood slowly gushed out and dyed the ground red.

Outside the inn, footsteps began. A team of soldiers rushed in. In the frightened eyes of the shopkeeper, the team leader patted the shopkeeper on the shoulder: "Congratulations, this room is empty. You can receive other guests and earn double money. It's good."

Smiled, put away Hu bugui's body and walked away.

The shopkeeper's face was pale and shaky. Double money... If you make double money like this, you'll be scared to death if you don't make it a few times

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Wu Yun was always cautious. After staying in the inn, he opened the quilt and put a pillow in it to create a simple but very disguised illusion. Then he flashed on the top of the wardrobe and made no sound.

This is a habit left by wandering the Jianghu for so many years.

When he reached this state of cultivation, he no longer had to worry about being attacked by the enemy; But this habit can't be changed.

It was two o'clock.

The door suddenly rang softly three times and someone knocked.

Wu Yun opened his eyes slowly. The long sword that never left his body was already in his hand silently, but he felt that his palm was full of sweat.

I didn't find out when the people outside came.

I didn't know until the knock on the door! The other party clearly knew he was in the room.

It goes without saying what this means!

Just from this point, I have failed.

The knock on the door is a prelude to death. The man who knocks on the door is death?!

"Who?" Wu Yun asked in a low voice. At this time, it is meaningless not to make a sound and pretend not to be there.

"It's me." There was a cold voice outside the door.

There were only two words in total, but I already felt the cold of the other party's sword edge.

It seems that there is not a person outside the door, nor the God of death, but a sword that has been scabbard and murderous!

But what's the difference between such a sword and death?!

The door opened slowly, and the world inside and outside the door stood out.

One outside, one inside.

The man outside the door was a young man in black, with eyes like a sword, body like a sword, God like a sword and a sword in his hand.

"Wu Yun?" The man's fierce eyes instantly locked Wu Yun.

Wu Yun smiled: "yes, I've had bad luck in my life, so I'm laughing at my self-name Wu Yun."

The man in black scoffed, "if you are still Wu Yun, what is the fate of the hundreds of thousands of innocent people who have died in your hands?"

Wu Yun said lightly, "whether innocent or deserved, they will be lucky if they can die under my sword, walk through the nine springs and no longer sink into the turbid world."

The young man in black nodded slowly, "I see. It's your turn to be lucky today."

Wu Yun understood the unspoken rhyme in each other's words, so he asked, "why?"

"Why?" The young man in black asked softly, "then why are you here?"

Wu Yun stared: "I'm here to congratulate emperor Moyun on his accession to the throne. Are you here to make trouble? With the intention of stirring up this grand ceremony of emperor Tiantian and others? "

The young man in black looked cold and said, "who let you come? How many people have come to congratulate you this time? "

He actually followed Wu Yun's words.

Wu Yun SA ran said, "I've always been alone. This time I'm also alone. Why, can't I?"

"Really not!" The man in black shook his head lightly: "if you really come to congratulate me sincerely, then come with me. All the congratulatory experts are gathered together to accept unified management. "

Accept unified management? How can I act?

Wu Yun shook his head without thinking: "no!"

The voice didn't fall. A little cold light appeared. The sword in front of him had been shot. The goal was the key to Wu Yun's throat.

Wu Yun was ready to look up, sideways and step back. However, the light of the sword was like electricity, and once again it came as fast as thunder. This time, the landing point is still the throat. Wu Yun's sword is in his hand and can stab back at any time; But in the face of such a terrible sword, he didn't even have time to resist it. Even, for the sword sent by this man, he even gave birth to a kind feeling: the meaning of the sword is accompanied by endless loneliness《 This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation