Death is a destination for the dead soldier. It is a rare luck to be able to die under the sword of the opponent at the last moment of the mission. Aging, dying from illness, and other accidents will make a person shut up and rest forever anytime and anywhere. Instead of entrusting his life to such empty imagination, it is better to hold it firmly in his hand and take the initiative to waste it bit by bit.

After Jingyao drew his sword, a little light flashed in the eyes of the dead soldier's eyes, and then his pupils gradually became bigger and he fell forward with a "thump". Jingyao avoided him sideways, looking at his body falling straight to the ground like a thick and stiff log. The blood in his throat was still flowing. He was also rushing to the "blood sword" drawn by the two people on the ground before. After the merger, the "blood sword" became a little thicker. The sword body became extremely wide, like a heavy sword as wide as half a door panel.

"The sword is not that bad..."

Jingyao thought to herself.

When the female friend saw another of her companions fall down, she remembered the sound of the sword body and bones and flesh making when Jingyao shined his sword, and couldn't help but have a cold war... At this moment, Jingyao had already left the category of "human" in her eyes. It is said that grassland people are more beastly than wolves, but grassland people are at least humans. People can become more beastly than wolves, but the biggest difference between humans and wolves is that people have rationality and emotions. People have something to ask for and hope to gain something. While they have something to be respected, they will also stick to it. But there are no wolves. They only know how to fill their stomachs and not starve, which is enough.

But even if the wolf travels thousands of miles in the vast winter snow without getting anything, it will not kill and eat its companions. But people can not only know, but also get along with many ways. They are all for the purpose of making their companions die faster and smoother when they want to fight. Thinking about this, people are indeed more beastly than wolves... The people here no longer refer to the grassland people, including the five kingdoms, even the Yuntai of the East Sea, the Escaped World Court, and the barbarian tribes in the south of the Mo.

"If I kill her, will you stop me?"

Jingyao held the sword, and the tip of the sword was facing the ground, asking Chu Kuo.

Chu Kuo did not answer. At this moment, he was staring at the long sword in Jingyao's hand, looking at the sword with a few strands of blood that had not flowed clean. These strands of blood twisted from time to time on the sword as Jingyao's arm moved, like earthworms that had just been dug out of the soil and were not used to seeing the sun. However, this blood was originally something that was retained in the body and had never seen the sun. If they were spiritual, it would be reasonable to be very uncomfortable with being exposed. Jingyao noticed Chu Kuo's gaze and then raised his hand

Zhongjian looked at it. Apart from the blood marks, he did not notice anything unusual. But the silver-white sword's body looked a little annoying. As a last resort, Jingyao had to wave the sword hard, trying to throw out the blood stains on the sword. However, he didn't know whether the man's blood was too sticky or because he had stayed on the sword for some time, no matter how Jingyao exerted his force, he could only slightly change the shape of these blood marks. Seeing this, a layer of sigh appeared on Chu Kuo's face.

"I have no idea."

Chu Kuo withdrew his gaze, shook his head and said.

"You meet Huo Wang, the King of Dingxi. If I kill her, you will definitely stop you."

Chu Kuo said.

"I have no idea……"

Chu Kuo still had the same answer.

"But you said before, and you wouldn't let them kill me. Therefore, I shouldn't just treat you as an enemy or friend."

Jingyao said.

"The three tribes of the Honami Tengyue tribe are your compatriots and your tribe members. I have made up my mind to kill him. Can you and I still become friends?"

Chu Kuo asked back.

"It seems you are not as stupid as I thought!"

Jingyao smiled and said.

Chu Kuo curled his lips in dissatisfaction, turned his head aside, and stopped talking.

Because Jingyao didn't know what Chu Kuo was going to do, she could only stand there without any action.

In such a depressing atmosphere, the two dead soldiers who were out of the front and back doors could no longer hold back and were ready to move towards Jingyao standing. But before they even took a step, they were indeed stopped by the female friend's gesture. Helplessly, it is worth giving up this idea and guarding their place again. Jingyao secretly admired him when he saw that the female friend had such a great control over these people. His ultimate goal was not to fight with these people. If the two men guarded the front and back doors, if one of them impulsively stepped forward, they would inevitably reveal the flaws behind him. Then Jingyao could take advantage of the momentum to go out, and from then on the fish enter the sea and the dragon was born. Whether it was King Dingxi Huo Wang or King Zhenbei Shangguan Xuyao, it was almost impossible to find such an appropriate opportunity.

The female friend knew the key of the power, so she stopped the movements of the two. But the knife in her own hand deflected slightly. Jingyao's eyes lit up, and she knew that it was a sign that the other party was about to shoot, so she immediately wanted to take the lead in drawing the sword before she took the knife. After the "sharpening" of the sword just now, Jingyao's driving force on the sword in her hand was almost a bit deeper. Now she is very confident and dares to fight this female friend with a sword.

It always takes a process for people to accept fresh things. Jingyao is used to using his heavy scimitar, and suddenly lifting the sword is of course not confident. But if someone talks about using chopsticks before, he also blocked the female friend's blade? You must know that chopsticks are not unfamiliar to anyone. Just like three meals, every meal is indispensable. When a child grows up, he may be able to use this pair of chopsticks skillfully when he is still learning to speak. Compared to chopsticks that are always around, the sword is still much more unfamiliar.

Although Jingyao is a grasslander, he has never been able to accept things that are too strange. For example, he will not eat dishes he has never eaten. He will not drink wine he has never heard of. Therefore, the things he has never used, whether they are chopsticks or swords, will not be held in his hand until he has no choice. There are only two things he has to do, that is, the places he has never been to, and he must try to go for a walk. Those who don’t know the depth of the opponent must draw their swords. In fact, in the eyes of others, his scimitar and his identity as a grasslander are weird enough, strange enough to cover up all the other problems he has, but he still sticks to these habits. He has never changed and never thought about changing them.

Jingyao raised her arm.

Rather than raising it, it is more appropriate to say raising it.

Because "Yang" is always a very fast and ruthless action.

But "lifting" seems a bit difficult and heavy.

The sword in Jingyao's hand is not heavy.

Compared to his scimitar, it has no weight.

But he still "lifted" it over his head and held it high.

In this way, the door between the chest and the heart is wide open without any warning.

If the female friend can make up her mind and sacrifice her best to stabbing her.

The sword Jingyao held high would have some problems even if he returned to the defense and block.

But the female friend didn't do this. It wasn't because she was unresolved.

She came here and had already claimed her ambition to die.

Is there anything more difficult in this world than taking the initiative to seek death?

There must be some.

But in the heart of the female friend, this is the firmest belief.

When a person is so transparent and thorough, she is invincible.

Jingyao's high sword could not shake any of her mind.

The key is whether this death is of any value.

The value of this female friend and the rest of the dead soldiers in the restaurant is to intercept Jingyao again.

If you only think about it, you can abandon the sword in your hand, kneel on your knees, and kill yourself.

But such death has no meaning at all.

So the female partner clearly saw the huge flaw around Jingyao, but she was still moving and did not hide.

She was worried that if she had done this, it would not be Jing Yao who died, but herself.

The woman knows her identity.

Death is inevitable.

The key is the timing of death.

Died after Jingyao's death, a great victory!

Death before Jingyao died, he was defeated!

Die with Jingyao, Dacai!

This third type is the result she really wants to get.

Jingyao's sword was still held high.

But his eyes wandered in the wine shop.

The female friend found it very strange... Could it be that he was so confident and didn't take himself seriously?

While amazement, she felt a little angry again. But she controlled her well, but there was no leakage at all. Instead, she was more alert and stared at Jingyao's every move. Her eyes looked at his right shoulder and face with her two eyes. For ordinary people, this was impossible, but the female friend could do it. After Dingxi King Huo Wang carried her out from under the back stove, she found that her eyes could look at different places. In the past, she only regarded it as a kind of accumulated talent, but she realized that it was so useful.

Holding a sword high is different from other movements.

If it is stretched flat, Jingyao should move first. The wrist moves and the sword body trembles, and then the tip of the sword will find the direction. However, when raised high, only when the shoulder moves first can you move the arms and pass to the wrist. Therefore, staring at Jingyao's right shoulder is the basis for taking action. As for the other eye of the female friend, she hesitated with Jingyao's gaze.

Sudden!

Jingyao's raised right arm fell down quickly like a big star.

But the female friend didn't see any movement on his shoulders.

Before the right arm and the long sword fell down.

Jingyao's body slightly measured towards the window.

It was such a slight change that covered the flashing of his shoulders, which caught everyone off guard.

Another person fell down under the window.

Jingyao's sword was clean and neat, without any stop.

Even before the female friend realized, he returned to his previous posture of holding his right arm up.

But this time the sword was clean.

No blood marks.

Except Chu Kuo, no one in the restaurant saw Jingyao's actions clearly.

The female friend was frightened and her steps were floating, and the knife in her hand almost fell to the ground.

But Jingyao still did not draw her sword.

"Why don't you kill me?"

The female friend asked.

"You know that if you kill me, they will have no leader. You can find an opportunity to leave, but why don't you kill me?"

The female friend asked again.

"Because if I kill you, he will draw his sword!"

Jingyao slowly lowered his right arm, pointed the tip of his sword at Chu Kuo and said.

This action is extremely provocative.

Even though the tip of his sword was still more than two feet away from Chu Kuo, no one in the martial arts cultivator could stand such a provocative action.

But is Chu Kuo an ordinary person?

As a swordsman who can be admired by King Dingxi, there must be something extraordinary about him.
To be continued...