The 26th day of the first lunar month.

On the almanac, everything is good.

But this day is not suitable for everyone, at least for Feng Wuhen and Gong Jiu, there is only one person who is destined to be suitable for everything.

Because it was this day for them to duel.

Wu Ming was the only spectator in this duel, and the duel was in the main hall of the island.

Many people were very curious about this battle, but Wu Ming did not allow anyone to watch the battle except himself, so even beef soup, Gongsun Lan, Shaman and others had no way to watch the battle.

In the early morning, the beef soup brought Feng Wuhen a bowl of beef soup.

During these days, the beef soup would bring a bowl of beef soup to Feng Wuhen at this time every day. This beef soup was cooked by him personally.

Beef soup has a good cooking skills, and the one who is best at beef soup. This skill is said to be unparalleled in the world.

Today's beef soup is a little tired and my eyes are a little red.

No one wants to see his beloved fight with others, and so does beef soup. After learning the duel yesterday, the beef soup didn't sleep all night.

She couldn't sleep, she was afraid to see the scene she didn't want to see.

Feng Wuhen is still alive now, but what about tomorrow? Will Feng Wuhen survive tomorrow?

Feng Wuhen has the habit of practicing sword every day, and now he is used to drinking beef soup after practicing sword every time.

The decisive battle is imminent, and Feng Wuhen is the same as usual, no difference. If you have to say that it is different, you can only say that Feng Wuhen’s eyes are brighter.

Feng Wuhen seems to be looking forward to the arrival of the decisive battle.

After taking the beef soup, Feng Wuhen wanted to drink it.

"Wait a minute." Beef soup held Feng Wuhen's hand.

Feng Wuhen looked at him and said, "If you want to ask me to take you there, I have no way to agree to you. The rules were ordered by your father."

Beef Soup shook his head and said, "I know no one can say anything about him. I'm not going to ask about this."

Feng Wuhen said: "What are you going to ask?"

Beef soup is not a weak woman, but today she is a little weak and tears flow out involuntarily.

Beef Soup said: "Have you really practiced the Canglang sword technique?"

Feng Wuhen smiled and said, "Is it important?"

Beef Soup said: "If you practice Canglang Sword Technique, Gong Jiu will naturally be no match for you."

Feng Wuhen smiled faintly: "Even if I can't practice, he is no match for me." He patted the soft little hands of the beef soup and drank the beef soup.

The beef soup grabbed the empty porcelain bowl and tears flowed even harder.

Feng Wuhen hugged the beef soup into his arms. The beef soup started to cry and started to cry loudly, tears wet Feng Wuhen's clothes.

I don’t know how long it took, but the beef soup suddenly took a deep breath, took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, poured out the pill and asked Feng Wuhen to eat it.

Feng Wuhen shook his head.

The beef soup was anxiously said, "You must eat it. The beef soup just now was poisonous."

Anyone who heard such words would be surprised, but Feng Wuhen was not surprised at all. His answer surprised the beef soup: "I know."

Beef soup is dull and chicken.

After a long time, he said, "How do you know?"

Feng Wuhen said: "It was Gong Jiu who told me."

The beef soup was stunned again.

After a long time, he said, "Why did he tell you?"

Feng Wuhen said: "Because he hopes to kill me cleanly."

Beef Soup stared at him and said, "Have you taken the antidote?"

Feng Wuhen smiled and said, "I don't."

The beef soup wanted to stuff the antidote into Feng Wuhen's mouth, but Feng Wuhen stopped it.

Feng Wuhen said: "Everyone has a secret, and I also have a secret. My secret is that no poison in this world poses a threat to me."

Beef soup said: "Do you have a physique that is invincible?"

Feng Wuhen nodded: "This is something I only discovered recently."

The beef soup was silent again, and for a long time, before saying, "What would you do if I didn't tell you this? Will you kill me?"

Feng Wuhen said: "No."

"what will you do?"

Feng Wuhen said: "At least there is no relationship between us."

The beef soup cried again and fell on Feng Wuhen and cried.

Feng Wuhen did not ask why he helped Gong Jiu with beef soup. Feng Wuhen knew about this.

When beef soup was very young, she began to worship Gong Jiu. She worshipped Gong Jiu not only because Gong Jiu is extremely smart, but also because Gong Jiu had saved her life.

She had long thought that she was Gong Jiu's person, but Gong Jiu was not interested in beef soup. In fact, he was not interested in women except for the world.

Finally, the beef soup encountered Feng Wuhen, which happened later.

There is a big reason why beef soup stays with Feng Wuhen.

She wanted to kill Feng Wuhen.

Beef Soup thought that Feng Wuhen was sooner or later, Gong Jiu's confidant, so he had to deal with Feng Wuhen. But as he got along with Feng Wuhen, Beef Soup gradually discovered that Feng Wuhen was really a very attractive man.

She almost couldn't resist the charm of the wind and Wuhen, and finally reached the point of falling.

Although hesitated and brought the beef soup to Feng Wuhen, he finally came up with the medicine.

The two stood in the yard for a long time, and Feng Wuhen let go of the beef soup and walked out.

The decisive battle is imminent.

Shaman had a sword in his hand.

That's not someone else's, it's Gong Jiu's sword.

No one can bang Gong Jiu's things, but Shaman can.

Gong Jiu doesn't like Shaman, but Shaman has a special meaning to Gong Jiu.

At this time, Shaman was holding the sword in his hand, while Gong Jiu fell on the soft bed.

His upper body was naked and his back was covered with traces of whips, which was Shaman's masterpiece.

To be precise, that was a masterpiece created by Miyako Sharman.

To outsiders, Gong Jiu is really a perfect person, and he has no shortcomings at all. But there is absolutely no one in this world who is perfect, and Gong Jiu is the same.

If you want to become a perfect person, you must suppress your temperament, and Gong Jiu is like this.

It is like a snail. Once it feels unable to withstand the pressure from the outside world, it will shrink back to its small house. He will vent wherever it is.

He likes to let others beat him, especially Shaman.

When Shaman beat him, he would think of his mother, the mother who had been with him since childhood.

His mother has left, so he has changed.

When he saw Shaman, he saw hope.

Because Shaman and his mother really want it, especially the beauty is exactly the same.

Shaman is the one who knows Gong Jiu best, and she holds a sword in her hand.

Shaman is the best female swordsman in the world.

Her swordsmanship is so high that she may be even more powerful than Gongsun Lan.

She also knew that now was her best chance to kill Gong Jiu.

If she kills Gong Jiu, she can break free from control. If she kills Gong Jiu, she can repay the favor.

But should I kill it?

As time goes by, she has no room for thinking.

At this time, Gong Jiu slowly sat up, put on his outer robe, and said, "This is your best chance to kill me, why don't you take action?"

Shaman was silent for a while and said, "When did you know?"

Gong Jiudao: "Feng Wuhen told me."

Shaman said: "Why did he tell you?"

Gong Jiu said: "Because he hopes I can die at his hands."

Shaman looked at the sword in his hand, sharp and powerful.
To be continued...