The female friend's eyes looked straight forward. Of course, she noticed the changes in the restaurant and heard eleven muffled sounds in succession, but she did not dare to use her eyes to confirm. The conversation between Jingyao and Chu Kuo was still in her ears and had not dissipated, but her neck seemed to be frozen. She wanted to deflect slightly but could not twist at all.

"They... are all dead?"

The female friend asked in a trembling voice.

"If they don't die, I can't calm down and think about the problems between you two."

Chu Kuo said, touching his chin.

He sat in his previous position, and the sword in his hand had already been turned back into the sheath. However, his eyes looked at the wine pot and wine glass on the table, and felt that his mind was a little stuck if he didn't drink a little. Just as the axle of a carriage also needed to be regularly replenished with ointment. If it was ground in an empty place, it would inevitably make a "squeaking" sound. Chu Kuo felt that the same was true for his brain. For him, the wine was the ointment from the axle of the carriage. If he didn't drink a few cups when thinking, it would never be possible. But as long as he picked up the cup, he would probably get drunk before thinking about it. Some problems can be delayed and can be put to tomorrow or even the day after tomorrow. But some must be solved immediately and there is no delay.

The conflict between Jingyao and her female friend in this restaurant is the latter, which is a must not be delayed. So Chu Kuo restrained himself from drinking. Although doing so made him feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable, he forced himself to retract his gaze and no longer look at the wine pot and wine glass on the table. But how can a person's habit be changed so easily? Everyone has the nature of playing, which was developed since childhood. After a long time, some people are still playing, but more of them have become greedy for money, lust, and greed. Greed itself is a kind of preference. Under the trend of desire, people will of course keep repeating this preference. If they repeat it a lot, over time, it will become a habit. Chu Kuo is greedy for the cup, and drinking when thinking is his habit.

Although this situation forced him to restrain him, habits were not something that could be changed by willpower alone. People may be able to resist new temptations with their own spirit, but it is difficult to change their habits. Chu Kuo is also a human being. Even if his sword gods and ghosts are unpredictable and his body is handsome and elegant, he is still a human being. As long as he is a human being, that is the case. However, the reason why Chu Kuo's sword is unpredictable is because he is extremely human. If he, like the countless beings, surrender to his desires and habits, his sword will definitely not become so cruel and so fast.

The female friend's lips trembled, and her eyes were full of crystal clearness. She had never felt this sour feeling before. She thought that her tears had dried up in Jiying Town under the stove in the back hall of the restaurant when she was young, but she would never cry again in her life. Unexpectedly, today, she has become so incompetent, like a weak woman... But she is a woman, and it is understandable to cry. In this world, tears are a woman's privilege and a woman's weapon. The tears of a peerless beauty are more intoxicating than the sweetest and most intense wine in this world. The drunk are mortals, while the drunk are heroes. The tears of a peerless beauty kill people without blood.

"Crash!"

Just when the female friend couldn't stand her emotions and made the tears burst out, Chu Kuo suddenly used his scabbard to push all the bowls, plates, cups and cups on the table to the ground, and it was broken. Looking at the refreshing table, Chu Kuo smiled slightly. Although he could not do as much as a sage and was cautious in his own self-discipline, he also had his own way to suppress his desire to drink. If there was no wine glass or a wine pot in this world, no one would think of drinking. If Chu Kuo's eyes were bright and he could not see a wine glass or a wine pot in his sight, then he could not drink.

This sudden change caught the female friend off guard. However, she could no longer hold back her tears. She was as big as the beads cracked, dripping down, wetting the plump and upright front of her chest.

"You...why do you cry!"

When Chu Kuo saw the female friend crying, he was immediately at a loss.

He likes to watch women laugh, but he doesn't know how to resist women crying.

But after asking this, the female friend cried even more happily... The tears in the past were still not connected, but now it was like Juanjuan flowing, constantly flowing out from the corners of her eyes close to her nose. The collar on her chest had been wet, but she still had no intention of stopping. Chu Kuo saw that although she was still holding a knife in her hand, her mind was no longer on the knife. Jingyao and Chu Kuo killed all the fifteen companions she brought in in the blink of an eye, which had a great impact on her. But if she cried because of this, she could only blame King Dingxi Huo Wang for not knowing people... As a dead soldier, she should abandon any feelings.

The female friend didn't know what she was crying, but she just wanted to drink with Chu Kuo, but she couldn't control her tears. However, one thing is certain, that is fear. She was fear of Jing Yao and Chu Kuo, fear of the sword in their hands, and fear of death.

The dead soldiers are not afraid of death. Even if they regard death as a high-value glory, they will be afraid of death in the end. But they regard the glory that death can bring too high, too luxurious, and too brilliant. They weave a beautiful dream for themselves, a golden cage. They drilled their bodies and hid in, resisting the inherent fear of death in their bones and blood, and willingly becoming a prisoner.

"Now they are all dead."

Jingyao said.

"Yes, they are all dead..."

Chu Kuo was still touching his chin.

He still didn't think about how to deal with the matter between Jingyao and this female friend.

But Jingyao didn't have so much time to wait, and his body was almost at its limit. If he continued to delay, he would fall to the ground without the need for this female friend or Chu Kuo to take action, and then everything would be over. After estimating his situation, Jingyao turned around and faced Chu Kuo with his sword on his chest.

"Are you going to attack me?"

Chu Kuo asked.

"It's a last resort."

Jingyao said.

This is a sentence he learned in the Zhenbeiwangyu.

At the beginning, I didn't know what it meant. I asked Gao Ren, but Gao Ren was just laughing and didn't give him any explanation. What Jingyao couldn't understand was why he had to do it because he had to do it? Even though he knew that he could not do it, wouldn't he be seeking death? How could there be such a fool in this world! It would be better to be straightforward and surrender directly and surrender directly. It was not until he fought with Jin Peng in the mine of Zhenbeiwang Realm that everyone in this world was unable to do it. Including himself, including

In the inn of Jin Peng's boss's wife, Jin Peng drew his sword and Jing Yao knew that he was not his enemy. But he also showed his scimitar and fought with him. Because he could not retreat... There might be a glimmer of hope for the death to the end. If he gave up, not only would his life be ruined in vain, but more importantly, the glory of the grassland royal court also overturned him. Jin Peng was the same... For the sake of his past kindness, as a member of the Investigation Office, he let the criminal go with his own hands. He also used his life and glory to do what he had to do.

At present, less than four days have passed since that battle. Jingyao found that there is a cycle of reincarnation in this world. Once you enter this circle, it will be difficult to get out again. Compared with Chu Kuo and Jin Peng, he doesn't know who goes up and down. But no matter what, in his current state, he is definitely not an opponent. However, compared to setting a sword at the female friend, it is better to solve this biggest hidden danger first.

"You are not my opponent."

Chu Kuo said.

Facing Jing Yao's sword edge, he was unmoved at all.

"It's true. At least not now!"

Jingyao said.

"Then why do you still show off?"

Chu Kuo asked differently.

"I said, this was a last resort."

Jingyao repeated the previous words again.

"You know I won't kill you, so you're so forced?"

Chu Kuo asked back.

"I never believe in other people's words. Besides, people's ideas are changing. You said before that I would never die, maybe it's true. But before that, now, now. The previous ideas cannot be penetrated, right? Just like you were just like raising a glass to drink, this idea is so strong that you can't stop touching your chin and hitting you still haven't drunk. Instead, you've pushed all the wine pots and glasses on the table to the ground and smashed them. If your ideas can be consistent, you should be drinking yourself now."

Chu Kuo said.

"We have never met, but you seem to know me very well."

Chu Kuo said.

"My understanding of you is limited to your name. As you said, your name is Chu Kuo, Chu Tian's Chu, Kaikuo. I have to say that this is the first time I have heard someone introduce myself like this. If I were to put it in the past, I would have despised it. But as you said, you are a proud person. You are so proud that you have a kind of heroic spirit when you even say your name. Although heroic is a good word and it is a good thing to put it in people, heroic people have a common problem."

Jingyao said.

"What common problem?"

Chu Kuo asked.

Interest suddenly arose.

"Royal people are often too honest. They say things straight and do what they say."

Jingyao said.

"Since you understand that I will do what I say, why don't you believe me and even set a sword on me?"

Chu Kuo asked back.

Jingyao's words were contradictory and conflicted. When Jingyao had just sat down and drank face to face with Chu Kuo, Chu Kuo saved his life and said something. As for pride or not, Jingyao pointed out that Chu Kuo's winning or losing is the most straightforward thing in the world, and he decided not to "lose a little bit". But since Jingyao could figure out the key, why didn't he believe him? In order to maintain his pride, a proud person must do what he said. Chu Kuo said that he would not let Jing Yao die, and he would definitely make him complete and smoothly walk out of this murderous wine shop. Although people will change, how can the speed of change be so fast? If this is true, it is no longer a change, but a capricious one.

Jingyao did not answer Chu Kuo's question.

Instead, he took two steps forward.

A sudden wrist.

The sword that was originally horizontal in front of his chest suddenly turned vertical.

He stabbed straight towards Chu Kuo who was sitting on the chair.

This sword is extremely fast.

It is already the peak sword that Jingyao can burst out now.

The rolling sword energy overturned all the tables and chairs beside him.

There was a crackling sound, but this desperate sword had a more humorous atmosphere.

Chu Kuo still moved.

His hands were still on his chin.

But he had stopped touching.

Jingyao's sword tip is still half a foot away from his side neck.

If Chu Kuo had not made any moves yet, this sword would have been able to penetrate his neck and pierce him.

But Jingyao knew.

Chu Kuo was not so easy to be killed by him.

Even at the last inch, he still did the same.

Jingyao also felt that this person could reverse the situation in an instant.

The momentum was like thunder, and the sword that was storming Changhong stopped at a distance of more than three inches from Chukuo's neck.

Jingyao's body still maintained a sword-like posture.

But he stood firmly under his feet and stopped moving forward in the slightest.

"If you want to kill, why should you hesitate? In the end, you are still troubled."

Chu Kuo said with a smile.

Turning his head, stretching out his right hand and gently pushing away Jingyao's sword.

"Can't kill..."

Jingyao took the opportunity to put away the sword and straightened his body and said.

"There is less than two inches of distance left, how can you know if you don't try it?"

Chu Kuo asked.

"If you can't kill, you can't kill, you don't need to try."

Jingyao shook her head and said with a depressed look on her face.

"How many people have you killed?"
To be continued...