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When the wind blows, it brings out a burst of blood, but the murderous aura has dissipated.

Sikong Zhaixing raised the teapot and poured a cup of tea and drank it in one gulp. His movements were calm, casual and ordinary, just like him. Before he could do it, no one would find that he was an extraordinary master.

It is hard to imagine how much exercise a person needs to make such an extraordinary person ordinary.

Feng Wuhen also took a sip of tea. His movements were also very calm and casual, but they gave people the feeling that they were not ordinary, but cautious. Just like a wolf drinking water, they would be wary of the surrounding wind and whistles anytime and anywhere. Once there was any danger, they would definitely make the most correct reaction.

They are two completely different people, but they just sit at the same table. There is no possibility of any intersection between them, but there is already intersection.

All of this is because of Lu Xiaofeng.

Sikong Zhaixing laughed, took a breath of fresh air that came after the wind blew, and said, "I thought you would kill them all, but I didn't want you to let them go."

Feng Wuhen said: "Do you think I like killing people very much?"

Sikong Zhaixing said: "You look like a person who knows how to kill, and you don't seem to be rude."

"I'm not."

Sikong Zhaixing said: "These Qingyi Tower killers are all here to take your life. It is natural for you to kill them, but if you let them go, isn't this a kind-hearted and ruthless person?"

"no."

"oh?"

"I let them go, just because of myself."

Sikong Zhaixing is a smart person. Many times, if others only say a half sentence, he can know the person's intention. But now he can't understand Feng Wuhen's meaning.

Feng Wuhen asked Sikong Zhaixing: "Have you ever killed anyone?"

Sikong Zhaixing nodded.

It is very difficult for a person to not kill people in the world, especially for a person with higher martial arts skills, the more difficult it is to not kill people.

Sikong Zhaixing said: "Although I don't like killing people, I have killed many people." A look of disgust flashed in his eyes, and no one could tell that he didn't like killing people. Only at this moment did he look like a man from the martial arts world.

Feng Wuhen said lightly: "How did you feel when you kill someone?"

Sikong Zhaixing said: "It's not happy."

Feng Wuhen said lightly: "A person's state is different before and after killing, at least he will never have the same view of human life."

Sikong Zhaixing pondered for a long time and nodded, "Yes, after killing people, you will be more or less despised by human life."

Feng Wuhen said lightly: "Not only can you see clearly, but many times when you encounter some extremely conflicting things, you will also think of killing people at the first time." He added: "Most people are very resistant before killing people, but after killing people, they are less resistant to killing people, and instead become one of your solutions to the problem."

"Yes." Sikong Zhaixing said: 'Killing is the solution to the problem.'

Feng Wuhen said lightly: "At this time, people are more or less fond of killing, and even addicted to killing."

Sikong Zhaixing nodded.

Feng Wuhen asked him: "At this time, people are controlled by killing."

Sikong Zhaixing finally understood what he meant and said, "Do you don't kill them because you don't want to be controlled by killing?"

"Killing is just one of the ways to solve the problem." Feng Wuhen said lightly: 'Since I understand that killing them, I can't solve the problem, so why should I kill them?'

"It makes sense." Sikong Zhaixing said: "Before a person kills someone, you must understand why he killed someone and whether he should kill someone, otherwise it is not that he has the intention to kill, but that he is the intention to kill someone. At that time, people are no longer human."

"Yes." Feng Wuhen said: "It seems that you are not killing too many people."

"Why?"

Feng Wuhen said lightly: "Because you understand this principle, the people you kill must be the ones you think are damn. There are always not many people in this world who can make a person think is damn."

Sikong Zhaixing laughed again,

He poured tea for Feng Wuhen, raised the teacup and said, "You are such an interesting person. Fortunately, Lu Xiaofeng and I made a bet, otherwise I would regret it."

The two drank it all in one go.

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"What bet did you make?"

Sikong Zhaixing said: "He bet you will die in the Pearl Treasure Gallery."

Feng Wuhen said: "So naturally you can only bet on me to survive."

Sikong Zhaixing said: "If I don't bet like this, then this bet will not be possible."

Feng Wuhen smiled and said, "What are your bets?"

Sikong Zhaixing smiled even more happily: "No matter who wins, the other party must find 777 earthworms for each other."

Feng Wuhen smiled even more happily and said, "This is an interesting bet, but you should also understand that he is just asking you for help."

Sikong Zhaixing smiled and said, "I'm not helping, I just want to beat that bastard."

Feng Wuhen knew that Sikong Zhaixing would take on this bet, which meant to help Lu Xiaofeng, but why was Sikong Zhaixing unwilling to admit it? Is it because he doesn’t like making friends, or he thinks that friends are a disaster?

Feng Wuhen did not think about it, but lowered his head.

The bloody smell has been blown away by the wind, and most of the people in Qingyi Tower have left, and only two people have not left yet.

They are the soul-scouting hands and the iron-faced judge.

Although they were injured, they were not dead.

If Feng Wuhen doesn't want to let someone die, that person will be very difficult to die.

What's more, the Iron-faced judge doesn't want to die.

They have always been accustomed to killing people, but they attach great importance to their lives.

Feng Wuhen waved his hand and hit them with two chopsticks.

The two people who were originally standing like stones could move immediately.

They wanted to escape immediately, but at this moment they didn't even dare to move their steps.

The soul-catching hand asked, "What does this mean by you?"

Feng Wuhen said lightly: "Of course, it means letting you go."

The two of them had almost protruded from their sockets, and the iron-faced judge couldn't help but say, "You really want to let us go?"

Feng Wuhen said lightly: "Natural." He waved his hand and said: "You can leave at any time, and no one will stop you."

They looked at Feng Wuhen and then at Sikong Zhaixing.

The two moved slowly, Feng Wuhen and Sikong Zhaixing did not move at all, and they ran away immediately.

Sikong Zhaixing smiled and said, "Don't you want to kill them?"

Feng Wuhen said: "I want to."

Sikong Zhaixing said: "But you let them go.uu read books www.uukanshu.com"

Feng Wuhen said lightly: "Because I can't kill them now."

"Why?"

Feng Wuhen said: "They are useful."

"What's the use?"

Feng Wuhen said: "I have some more things to ask them."

Sikong Zhaixing laughed and said, "But they have left."

Feng Wuhen looked at him and said, "Do you like to bet with others?"

Sikong Zhaixing thought for a while and said, "That's not the case, it depends on the person."

Feng Wuhen said: "Do you want to have a bet with me?"

"What are you betting on?"

Feng Wuhen said: "Betting that they will come back?"

Sikong Zhaixing sighed, "I won't bet."

Sikong Zhaixing really can't bet, how can you bet if you have a bet of no winning or losing?

The two men who left the horse ran back again.

Sikong Zhaixing sighed and said, "It seems that they are not too stupid."

Feng Wuhen said lightly: "So they are not dead yet." Feng Wuhen looked at the two people in front of him and said lightly: "Why are you coming back?"

The soul-grabbing hand gritted his teeth and said, "Because we don't want to go back and die."

This is the truth.

The soul-catching judge, the Iron-faced judge, suddenly thought of the poster. He knew that he would be in danger of going back this time. The poster probably suspected that they had been betrayed, and naturally there was only one way to die for the traitors, so they had to come back.

Feng Wuhen said lightly: "So you want to live?"

"Yes." said the soul-catcher: "How do we need to survive?"

They understand that if they want to survive, they can only rely on this person.

Feng Wuhen said lightly: "That depends on whether you have the value to survive."

The soul-catching hand, the Iron-faced judge fully understood.
Chapter completed!