Chapter 429, you can also slash another!

People in Yanziwu pay attention to being a teacher for one day and being a father for life. Wang Dong is Fang Huwei's disciple, so Fang Huwei is his father.

He and Fang Yixing are not only in the relationship between brothers, but also in the relationship between brothers.

It’s not that anyone has a precious life, nor is it that anyone is more qualified to live than anyone.

Wang Dong also has his own family and his wife and children. In the eyes of his wife and children, his life is more precious than the intentional life, and his life is more important than anything else.

Wang Dong is willing to buy one minute for his senior brother, or maybe thirty seconds—

Pay attention to love and friendship, and commit suicide.

This is Wang Dong’s way of repaying kindness.

Rough and deep.

The black Buick car was flying briefly in the air. Because there was a knife inserted on its head and the handle was still clamped on the iron sheet on the roof, Wang Dong, who had untied the seat belt, was not thrown away because of this.

Bang!

The person and the car fell into a deep ditch at the same time. The ditch was deep and narrow, so it was difficult for the car to turn over if it got stuck.

The man in black robe had his toes on the roof of the car and his body jumped high to the sky. The black robe shook the wind, like a flying bat.

He is indeed very similar to that kind of black animal, and his ability to stagnate the air is amazing. The black robe flew a long distance in the air before it landed lightly.

The mud and water under your feet do not splash, the remaining snow cannot rise, and there is no trace of the snow on your feet.

Fang Yixing rushed very fast, but still couldn't catch up with the speed of the tragic development.

When he jumped into the deep ditch and pulled out the long knife from the roof of the car, dragging Wang Dong's body out of the car, Wang Dong's mind and body were stained with his own blood.

The eyes were wide open, blood poured into the eye sockets, and the whites of the eyeballs turned blood red.

Extremely unwilling to accept it.

"Wang Dong——"

Fang Yixing hugged Wang Dong hard and helped him warm his gradually cold body temperature.

When a person dies, the heat will dissipate.

Fang Yixing was not sad for too long because he had more important things to do.

He took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe Wang Dong's eyes, and wiped the blood out of his eyes. But because there was a big hole in his head, the big hole was still bleeding. He had just wiped it clean, and the blood poured in again to dye his eyes red.

So, Fang Yixing could only forcefully help him close his eyes.

Take off the wool coat on his body and cover Wang Dong's head and face.

Then, he picked up the long knife on the ground that the man in black robe used to cut open the iron sheet and inserted it into Wang Dong's skull, pulled off the tie around his neck and tied it to his arm one after another.

Finally, he tied a dead knot with his tie, and the knife merged with his body.

Fang Yixing stood up and stood in front of the man in black robe again.

The man in black robe raised his head, and the eye covered by the black hat was as cold and vicious as a beast.

He looked at Fang Yixing and said, "Aren't the people in Yanziwu afraid of death?"

"I'm afraid of death." Fang Yixing said. "How good is it to be alive, no one wants to die."

"Why isn't he afraid?" asked the man in black robe, pointing at Wang Dong who was lying on the ground.

"He was named Wang Dong, and he was originally a beggar. When he was about to be interrupted and became a useless person, he was rescued by my father from the underground beggars' sect and became a member of our family from then on."

"His life was given by my father, and his dignity was given by my father. We gave him life, so he gave our Fang family a life in his own way. We gave him the dignity of living, so he chose to let himself die with dignity."

Fang Yixing looked at Wang Dong and said softly: "He is a hero. After his death, his body was buried in the ancestral cave of our Fang family, and the spirit card was enshrined in the ancestral temple of our Fang family. The Fang family kept planting the veins, so his incense would not be extinguished."

It was explaining to the man in black, and it was more like Wang Dong's promise that he could give.

Heroes cherish heroes. Wang Dong gave his life to save him, so he was not stingy with what he could give and what Wang Dong cared about the most.

The man in black robe pondered for a long time and said hoarsely: "The dignity of living, the free life, the ancestral cave and the ancestral hall - it is indeed enviable. I don't have these things. A lonely ghost like me will be thrown into the wilderness or mass grave after death, and the body will be torn to pieces by vultures or wild dogs. There is no ancestral cave to bury, and the incense can be used - no wonder he is willing to die to save you."

After a pause, the man in black robe continued to ask, "So, what about Zhou Fan? He is a greedy, timid, selfish and cold-hearted person. The reason why I chose him was that he and I were the same type of person. Why did he choose that way? He would rather sacrifice himself than poison the soup? Why did he - willing to die for you?"

Fang Yixing's face was filled with a proud and gentle smile and said loudly: "Do you know what home is?"

"Home?" The man in black robe thought seriously. He really didn't know what home is. What exactly is home? Is it a house that can protect you from wind and rain? Is it a pile of luxurious and high-end furniture?

Or are you providing you with different women every day?

"Home is someone else's family. Only someone has a home. When you come home from get off work, your wife has prepared the meal and cooked chicken soup. When you have something to go out, your son will call you over and over again and ask your father why he hasn't come back yet - you sit at the same table to eat, you scold your son for his naughty behavior, and you teach your daughter to study hard. Even if the parents of other children come to the door, you stand up as a father to apologize to others or quarrel with others-"

Fang Yixing's smile was very gentle, but his eyes began to become moist.

The wife he said was his wife, and the son he said was his son.

The family he is talking about is his family.

I probably never have the chance to enjoy such happiness again, right?

"You are right. Zhou Fan is indeed the kind of person you are talking about. He is the same type of person as you in terms of personality - but he cannot betray his wife and children, nor can he give up his family and happiness. He has experienced and enjoyed it. If he has experienced and enjoyed it, he will never be like you - like an animal. He is fearless and told the truth to save the Fang family. The Fang family also gave him tolerance and understanding, and gave him a complete home-"

The man in black nodded and said, "You taught me a lesson. What you said is something I have never experienced and enjoyed, but it sounds very comfortable - I refuse to give up my life, I want to live hard. Therefore, I live for others and for killing people in my life."

The man in black robe looked at Fang Yixing and said, "I respect you, I have given you a chance. Unfortunately, no one has come to save you until now - I'm sorry."

"No need to say sorry." Fang Yixing shook his head and said. "I don't accept your apology. I don't need to give me a chance. I don't need any chance from you."

"I know you came for my son, which is more heartbreaking than coming for me. As a father, I have no ability, and my son can't do much even when he encounters danger. However, I have learned a few skills in the past - I can't help him, so I will consume your strength for him."

The hatred and evil in the eyes of the man in black robe disappeared, his voice was still hoarse and unpleasant, but he said in an extremely serious tone: "I like to torture people, but I won't torture you. You will die happily."

Fang Yixing didn't say thank you. He wouldn't say thank you to such a person.

He tightened the long knife in his hand, lowered his body, and rushed towards the man in black robe.

Kakka--

The leather shoes on his feet stepped on the hard snow layer, pressing the piles of white snow to a clatter.

He rushed to the man in the black robe and then slashed at his head with a knife.

A slash!

This is the simplest and most fierce move among sword techniques.

It was the sword skills of the Zhao family in Yanziwu. After that happened, he made countless attempts, and this was just one of his countless failures.

The Fang family is good at Tai Chi, and Tai Shi Tai Chi has a very high status in the inner world.

However, Tai Chi requires energy. Tai Chi without energy is fancy Tai Chi.

In some Tai Chi masters, they can bring people down even if they don’t need energy and only skills. However, Fang Yixing is very clear. With his Tai Chi cultivation without energy, he is actually only dead when facing an opponent like the man in black robe.

He didn't think about winning, he just wanted to fight to the death.

The sword is fierce and fierce.

The howling cool breeze was slashed open by this knife, and even his body became hot.

Fang Yixing could only use this sword to display 70% of his combat power, but because his murderous intent was everywhere, there was an added terrifying power.

call--

The black robe shook, and the man in the black robe flew out of thin air and began to retreat quickly.

He actually chose to retreat!

A knife that has no life or death, a knife that puts oneself to death can naturally make people feel scared.

Fang Yixing just wanted to slash this knife.

Fang Yixing thought he could only cut this knife.

The man in black robe retreated, and his fighting spirit grew strong again.

The long knife tied to the tiger's mouth and arm of his palm made a sharp sound, looking forward to the arrival of the moment when the blood-drinking throat was closed.

Fang Yixing's body was chasing and he chased the man in black robe.

One retreats, the other attacks.

Fang Yixing ran faster and faster, but in the end he didn't touch the ground and his body jumped high in the air.

Another knife slashed over!

Still a slash!

There is a mountain-cutting sword that has no defense, there is a way to go without returning.

Bang!

The man in black robe shook his long sleeves and a long black cloth covered Fang Yixing.

Fang Yixing did not dodge or avoid it, and slashed at the black cloth with a knife.

Hiss-

The black cloth was cut by Fang Yixing with a knife, but Fang Yixing's body was kicked away by the legs stretched out from below by the man in black.

thump--

Fang Yixing was hit in the abdomen, and his body fell on the snow and slid backwards.

He glided for a long time, and it was so long that his body finally stopped until the inertia disappeared.

When my throat became sweet, my blood vomited out.

"The person is not dead, the knife is not lost." Fang Yixing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the long sword is still tied to his arm, thinking in his heart: "You can slash another knife."
Chapter completed!