The hand just touched the woman's skin.

The woman in her sleep woke up.

Those beautiful eyes looked at themselves like a frightened deer.

"good."

Nan Ke lowered his head and stared at the scimitar with his eyes fixed on the scimitar.

"Why do you like this knife?"

"I don't like weapons." He lowered his head and hid his shyness.

Hearing the sound of footsteps surrounding him, he knew that she would soon be the only two of them left in the temple.

"You are quite agile." Qi Huan's tone was filled with a little praise. "But my flying feathers pierced your meridians. Although your life is fine in the future, it will be a bit difficult to dance with a knife and a gun."

Oh, really?

That means it can still move.

"I don't like this knife."

"I don't plan to sleep with a knife, either." Qi Huan took off the knife and was about to put it aside.

"There is a knife holder over there, I'll let you go."

"No need." Qi Huan didn't want to waste time, so he just wanted to pull off the woman's clothes.

"I'm scared." Nan Ke's aggrieved eyes flashed with light.

"Why are you so weak?" Qi Huan's tone was full of impatientness, and he threw the knife directly over. "Let it go."

"good."

Nan Ke held the four-pound knife and walked towards the knife holder with difficulty.

Qi Huan was half lying on the bed, his clothes were slightly exposed, and his eyes were staring at Nan Ke tightly like a falcon.

"Have you ever felt lonely for so many years?"

After touching the cold blade, the knife had no sheath, but was wrapped in a silk cloth, with a cross knot on it and a bottom end.

Suddenly I felt a little ridiculous. At that time, the conditions in Kushan were difficult and his knife was gone. He was taught this method of binding by himself.

Hold the blade tightly with one hand.

"Loneliness?" Qi Huan looked at Nan Ke's back as if he heard some joke. "At first, I made many fun games to relieve loneliness. After a hundred years, my old friends turned into loess, and I still stayed in the world. Is this true to the saying that disaster has left thousands of years?"

Qi Huan held up, stood up, and walked towards Nanke with great strides.

"Don't delay the time. Once you enter Kuoshan, no matter how hard you struggle, it will be useless."

"You are not a disaster." Nan Ke's tone suddenly became very gentle.

"What am I?" Qi Huan was about to lower his body and directly picked up Nan Ke.

I only saw the knife flashing in front of me, the cloth tied to the knife was removed, the knife turned three times in the air, and when it returned to Nan Ke's hand, it had become a steel knife with cold light.

He was shocked that the woman in front of him would be able to untie such a quick way.

The knife was already in his head.

"You can't live for a thousand years, you will have to die today."

"I am a god if you can't kill me." Qi Huan curled a sneer on the corner of his lips. "I underestimated you, and you underestimated me."

Qi Huan was about to use his spiritual power to directly shock the woman in front of him.

Nan Ke quickly drew the knife, cut Qi Huan's left and right shoulders, let go of his hand, and turned the knife around in the air, with a little toe, holding the knife and stabbing it directly into Qi Huan's stomach.

puff!

He vomited blood.

"How is that possible."

Since he became the owner of the Kuoshan Mountain, no matter how others hurt him, he would not be hurt. But why does he feel very painful now? It hurts so much that he feels that he will die in the next second.

"I have many ways to kill God, not to mention that you are just a puppet of God." Nan Ke looked down at Qi Huan's cheek that was refracted from the sword light, his face was aging at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Who are you?" Qi Huan spitted blood out with his mouth wide.

"In the Xia Tianyuan Nanke." He raised his head, and a flamboyant smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Qi Huan's eyes kept shrinking, and the woman in front of her was wearing a red dress, no longer like the smile in her memory, but like the woman who looked down on the world and thoughts as deep as the sea.

Nan Ke knew very well how accurate the villain was when he died of too much, but when facing his former friend, he still couldn't help but say something.

"I know." Qi Huan spitted blood in his mouth, unable to say a complete sentence. "You will come back, this world is not what you want."

Qi Huan's body couldn't help but fall to the ground, like a pile of mud, and his head was covered with white hair, covering his old face.

"It's not what you used to want." Nan Ke squatted down. "I believe you became the Lord of the Kuanshan for your wife and children, but after killing your enemies back then, you began to fall in love with this power."

Nan Ke pinched Qi Huan's chin.

"Maybe you don't want to admit that you are obsessed with this power, you are greedy and want to live longer and live forever. How many people are thirsty? Don't say you love to smile, you have made her wait for so many years."

Qi Huan trembled with his old hand and held Nan Ke's wrist.

"You walked from hell, did you see her?"

"Yes." Nan Ke's eyes dimmed. "She has been waiting for you for a long time, but you haven't come."

He pulled his hand back, put it in his pocket, and crushed the thornweed.

Nan Ke's face in front of Qi Huan gradually turned into a smiling face again.

The dark eyebrows frowned slightly, and the sadness didn't say anything from the mouth, but it was all told from the eyes.

A hundred years of waiting turned into a sigh.

"Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry for you." Qi Huan stroked Nan Ke's cheek. "But I can't accompany you either."

Nan Ke raised the knife in his hand.

He stared at Qi Huan in a daze.

The eyelashes were not hanging, and the knife in his hand was released.

The knife directly penetrated into the tailbone.

Qi Huan in front of him disappeared in front of him at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When Qi Huan's body dissipated, Nan Ke felt that the few spiritual power in his body had returned.

Spread out your palms, and a trace of the spirit that belonged to Qi Huan was controlled by himself in the palm of his hand.

Sell ​​your body to the Jiuyou Temple to obtain immortality, but if your body dies, the price will be that your soul will be scattered.

After all, it’s an old friend, so it’s better to leave him some vitality.

Next time I see the King of Hell, I will ask him to send this thread of remnant soul to reincarnation.

Take out a little thorn grass from your pocket and pick up the black robe that Qi Huan dragged on the ground.

Qi Huan in the mirror held a little gray spirit in his hand.

He snapped his fingers.

The soldier quickly walked in.

"Give me instructions and prepare three hundred jars of good wine to a jar. I will hold a banquet to entertain all the soldiers in the Kuangshan Mountain."

"Yes." The soldier immediately received the order.

Outside the Kuanshan Mountain, the fire was burning.

And there was also a lively scene in Bashan.

The chef was the first banquet in a century. In the chef, the whole family was full of lively.

Nan Ke dragged the robe from the land and slowly walked to the position on the platform.

Touching the chair made of golden silk and sandalwood, making fingers with feet, and walking on the chair handle.

Sit down slowly.

This position is an abyss that can make people become greedy and lead people to fall.

Unfortunately, this position is not enough to satisfy her ambitions.
Chapter completed!