Peach Blossom Dyeing Jinge

In the narrow cave, soldiers fought hand in hand, and the sound of clashing could be heard endlessly.

For a long time, this was the first time that Lu Zhengqiu fought against Nan Yanqi alone, and it was also the first time that he felt the coldness of that long knife.

He knew this knife. Although he didn't have much experience as an enemy, his memory of fighting side by side could go back a long time.As early as when they were still young, Nan Yanqi had already started to wield it.

They used knives when they first practiced martial arts, because knives are sharper and more ruthless than swords. Swords are born for gentlemen to make a name for themselves, but knives are for killing people.

At that time, the long knife was even higher than their bodies, and it was as difficult to control as a strong wild horse. When Nan Yanqi swung it, he often cut himself by mistake.

Mr. Xia didn't take it seriously, his medical skills were superb, as long as the wound was applied with a little herb, the bleeding could be stopped.He often said that getting hurt is not a bad thing, you must first learn to hurt yourself before you can learn to hurt others.

Nan Yanqi was only 14 years old when the long knife killed the first person.To this day, it is unknown how many lives have been lost under this cold steel blade. If the soul can reappear in the world, Nan Yanqi must be followed by an army ready to go.

It's a pity that the dead can't be resurrected, so there is no companion behind him, only invisible souls, who sing long songs with the wind, making the blade more gloomy and colder.

Now, this blade can't wait to cut Lu Zhengqiu's throat.

The short sword in Lu Zhengqiu's hand is just a bad weapon, the blade is blunt and slow, and the hilt is heavy and clumsy, the sword holder has to do his best to catch up with the speed of the sword.

Lu Zhengqiu didn't have much remaining strength, the setting sun was shaking, the wind was turbulent, everything was obstructing his judgment.Between swords and swords, he has gradually been at a disadvantage.

He still didn't give up, and was still talking to his opponent in the interval of tit-for-tat: "Stop it, there is still time to go back with me now."

Nan Yanqi sneered and said, "Is it too late to die?"

Lu Zhengqiu said: "They already believe that the prince was killed by me, maybe they can forgive you."

Nan Yanqi laughed even harder: "My good brother, you are too naive. My subordinates have already shed blood in rivers, and they are not short of a prince. Even if you take this account, there are still tens of thousands of accounts , can you finish it?"

His voice was colder than the blade, Lu Zhengqiu couldn't help trembling in the hand holding the sword, the tip of the sword was pushed away by the blade, and the blade immediately caught up with his neck, causing him to jump back hastily, his feet stepped into the slippery water, staggering It takes a few steps to stand still.

Nan Yanqi had already chased after him, and the cold light bloomed around him one after another, turning into an invisible net and imprisoning him in it.

The fabric of the neckline was pierced by the blade, and the deadly cold kissed the side of his neck, causing him to let out a low moan.

Nan Yanqi said: "Why, can't even Di Dongqing's panacea save you? After that night, he never came to see you again."

His eyes froze again.

The current situation is extremely dangerous, as if dancing on the tip of a needle, if you are negligent, you will stumble and fall.However, he was confused because of a name, and the sword in his hand slowed down by half a point.

How could Nan Yanqi let go of this opportunity so easily, after gaining the upper hand, his blade became more and more fierce, forcing Lu Zhengqiu to retreat steadily.

"Your precious apprentice has abandoned you. His right path is smooth, and he was not for you from the beginning. Don't forget what you and I survived. It is a crime for you and me to live. Now, don't you still Do you not admit it?"

Lu Zhengqiu was speechless.

Nan Yanqi's tone was changing, at first it was frivolous and aggressive, full of sarcasm, but later it became more and more low-key, gnashing his teeth with every word.

Those hatreds that have nowhere to pour out, nowhere to vent, are like withered buds and vines in the secluded swamp, taking root in his body, piling up, and rotting, and now they are finally poured into his long knife.

Lu Zhengqiu's back has reached the rock wall.

Nan Yanqi's saber had already swung towards him, and he hurriedly blocked it, but his arms were too short, and the short sword in his hand couldn't withstand the impact of the long saber, it fell out of his palm and landed on the stone.

He has no way out, nothing to rely on.

Nan Yanqi raised the corner of his mouth, briefly withdrew the long knife, and then extended a quick stab forward.

The light of the sword pierced the bones, and Lu Zhengqiu finally let out a wail.

His palm was pierced by the sharp blade, and the blood flowed in, flowing against the rock wall, seeping into those ugly holes, and dyed the dull moss a bright red.

The pain was piercing, howling and clamoring in his viscera, urging him to escape, but he couldn't escape, the blade firmly nailed his flesh and blood, he was like a weak butterfly, sewn on the cold wall superior.

"Do you know that after you escaped back then, that person punished me like this, nailing me to the wall, but only the left hand, because the right hand still needs to be used to kill people. So, next..."

Nan Yanqi used actions instead of words, drew out the knife, and Lu Zhengqiu's hand dropped like a puppet with broken strings. The next moment, the blade suddenly turned around and slashed across his cheek heavily.

The blood was bright red, and even the cold light of the blade was obscured.This time, he didn't make a sound, however, because he had bitten his lip.

Blood dripped down his cheeks, soaking his collar, and half of his cheeks were stained bright red.Only the lips are pale.

"Now you finally know how the scars on my face came from."

Lu Zhengqiu's shoulders twitched due to the pain, and his vision was already blurred.

The mist must not be tears, the tears flowed out of remorse and unwillingness, but there was only despair in his heart, like stagnant water without wind, burnt soot.

Through the fog, he stared blankly at the opposite person.

The man's gaze was colder and more merciless than a knife's edge.

"Every time I see your sanctimonious appearance, I hate it to the bone. Since you are my brother, you should have the same experience as me."

Nan Yanqi's tone trembled with excitement, he raised the knife again and stabbed him on the shoulder.

The tip of the knife hit the stone wall, making a crisp sound.And he had dodged to avoid the path of the saber, and moved to Nan Yanqi's side instead.

Nan Yanqi's eyes widened, absolutely never expecting to dig out excess strength from that scarred body.

Lu Zhengqiu's blood-stained five fingers clasped his wrist, and he made a quick grab, skillfully snatching the handle of the knife into his palm.

Nan Yanqi was still in a daze, but the long knife had already kissed his neck.

He really didn't understand how a person who was covered in blood and shaking like a sieve could still hold the knife so steadily.

But he knew it in his heart, in the cold light in the corner of his vision, he vaguely recalled the past, Lu Zhengqiu practiced martial arts with him, and he never lost to him.

It turned out that the first to pick up the long knife, the first to be covered with cuts and bruises, the first to swing the knife to kill, and the first to be haunted by wronged souls was always not him, but the other party.

He said in a hoarse voice: "I have been harmed by you to what I am now, will you harm me again?"

Lu Zhengqiu's knife hesitated for a moment.

The blade was so close that even the slightest movement could not escape Nan Yanqi's eyes. He realized that although the long knife was close at hand, it was still unable to take his life.

He slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and said in a deep voice, "Don't kill me, I'll tell you the secret of Wuxi."