Way of Choices

Quiet.

Xue He's left arm was broken, and there was blood from his chest and abdomen to his shoulders.

He was pale, holding a knife in his right hand, resting on Chen Changsheng's neck.

Chen Changsheng's head was not cut off.

Xue He's sword was exhausted and he couldn't move on.

Between the blade and Chen Changsheng's neck, I don't know when an old umbrella appeared.

A tired voice rang out: "You are defeated."

The old umbrella was taken by Su Li in his hand. This sentence came from his mouth.

Xue He withdrew the knife in his hand, slowly and heavily backed two steps, looked at Su Li, his face pale, and asked with a slight sorrow: "This...is that yellow paper umbrella?"

Then he looked at Chen Changsheng in front of the car, looked at the dusty teenager, and confirmed that his head was still on his neck, and the expression on his face was thicker, and muttered: "How is it so strong?"

Previously, he was fighting with the knife that the knife field was torn down, and he condensed his life-long cultivation, the full blow of the strong star power, even if Su Li was beyond everyone's expectation, there was still a strength, even if That yellow paper umbrella can block all sharpness in the world, but it cannot prevent the transmission of power. In principle, Chen Changsheng's neck should be broken anyway, but now it seems that there is no damage.

Xue He is very puzzled. What material is used to make this boy's body? It is more exaggerated than perfect marrow washing.

Suddenly, the carriage collapsed into countless debris, and the ground under the car fell neatly down half a foot.

Su Li fell to the ground, coughed repeatedly by the dust, and kept waving his hand.

Chen Changsheng stood up hard, Hengjian blocked in front of him, ready to deal with Xuehe's next trouble. He was very painful at this time, as if he knew the sea turbulence as if it might break at any time, the world in front of him was blurred, and he might faint at any time. Fortunately, Su Li's vision is accurate, so he can see through his knife skills, and can easily point out the only flaw in his knife field. He said that Xue He was defeated, then Xue He was really defeated.

Chen Changsheng's short sword cut a deep wound on his armor. Although he failed to break his true element defense to pierce the heart, the sword of Liaotian Yijian has already shocked the meridian of his left body. In a short time, Xue He no longer has the ability to fight. If he can leave alive, he does not know how long it will take to recover.

Xue He clutched the broken arm that kept bleeding, and looked at Chen Changsheng. His emotions were very complicated. He could not have imagined that he would be defeated by the young man's sword.

Suddenly, he thought of a possibility, his expression changed slightly and asked: "Are you...Chen Changsheng?"

Chen Changsheng had just walked on the verge of life and death, and his thoughts were still in a trance. The power of Xue He's knife was still spreading in his sea of ​​knowledge, and he didn't hear clearly what he was talking about.

Xue He thought he was acquiesced and couldn't help but stunned. He wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. He turned to Su Li and said, "I didn't expect Mr. Su to have a sword. My trip was really like this Despise yourself."

Su Li raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with some dissatisfaction: "This is an umbrella, not a sword. If I can make a sword and you can stand still, it's my turn to feel humiliated."

Xue He was silent for a moment, and found that this sentence was indisputable. After a moment of silence, he sincerely asked: "Sir, is my knife really inferior to Wang Po?"

Thirty-eight gods of the mainland, few people use knives, no one like Xue He’s knives, but on this continent, there is a strong man who uses knives, and is considered to be Zhou Du The strongest person, that person is Tianliang Wangpo. When everyone mentions Xue He, he will praise him as a sword, but he will inevitably add a sentence, but it is not as good as Wang Po.

Xue He came to kill Su Li today, but at the end of his life, the thing he couldn't let go was not Su Li's life and death, nor his own life and death, but this matter.

He wanted to hear what Su Li said, so that he could feel at ease or persuade.

"Of course you are not as good as Wang Po, whether it is a sword or a human being." Su Li did not give the dying **** any comfort and tenderness, and said very directly.

Xue He was not angry and asked seriously: "What's the reason?"

Su Li said: "Wang Po uses only one knife, you use seven, so you are not as good as him."

If Xue He realized, if he knew that he could understand this sentence, he would surely make a lot of progress in swordsmanship, and he was happy, and suddenly remembered that he was about to die, and he could not help laughing at himself.

Some of the gods that Chen Changsheng was slashed by that sword did not stay at home, and at this time he slowly woke up.

Su Li did not speak, neither did Xue He, and there was silence in the room.

He looked at Xue He and Su Li again, and asked with some sorrow: "What next...?"

Su Li looked at him like an idiot and said, "What should I do? Of course, I quickly killed him, and then continued to hurry."

Looking at Chen Changsheng, Xue He also felt inexplicable. What was your boy waiting for?

"Ah? Senior, do you want me to kill him?" Chen Changsheng was the one who felt the most inexplicable.

Su Li stared at his eyes and said, "Are you still going to ask me to start?"

Xue He said angrily: "Do you want me to do it yourself?"

Chen Changsheng was stunned and said, "Can't anyone do it? Is it necessary to kill?"

The scene regained quietness again, with a fresh wind blowing in the blue field.

After a long silence, Su Li said with emotion: "I'm more and more don't understand the young people now."

Xue He nodded his approval.

Chen Changsheng looked at Xue He and said, "God will treat adults as if it hasn't happened today... Well, I mean, can't you not take revenge?"

Xue He suddenly felt that the young man looked pleasing to the eye. No wonder the elder brother said in the letter that the young man looked pleasing to the eye.

Chen Changsheng looked at Su Li and asked with his eyes.

Su Li was very annoyed and said, "Since you don't do it, what else do you stun? What are you doing?

Chen Changsheng retracted the six remaining swords scattered on the ground into his sheath, then reached into his mouth and whistled twice.

His technique was not good, and the whistle that he blew was a little dull, which was not good to hear and could not spread far. Fortunately, the two hairy deer did not run far, listening to the sound.

Chen Changsheng helped Su Li to the back of one hairy deer, and then rode to the back of another hairy deer, holding two ropes and walking towards the distance of Sorghum.

Looking at the two people and two deer that were gradually disappearing in the blue field, Xue He was silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Su Li sat on the hairy deer, looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "I really served you."

Chen Changsheng smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "Senior, you are too kind."

Su Liqiang endured his anger and said, "You are the eighteenth generation of your ancestors, do I mean this?"

Chen Changsheng puzzled and said: "What do you serve me?"

Su Li said: "Is the young people now as stupid as you?"

Chen Changsheng said: "You mean... I didn't kill him? I think if it was Gou Hanshi, I wouldn't do it just now."

Su Li sneered and said, "Women's benevolence is hard to become a great weapon! If the future of mankind is a guy like you, what future is there? Sooner or later it will be destroyed by the Demon Race."

Chen Changsheng thought for a while and said, "Isn't the seniors willing to teach me just because I am such a person? Would you like me to be the next generation of pope?"

Su Li was silent for a while, and said, "It seems... makes sense. But haven't you thought that Xue He will reveal our whereabouts? And will he retaliate against you in the future?"

Chen Changsheng said: "I haven't thought about it carefully... If the senior can return to Lishan alive, who dares to retaliate against me?"

Su Li said: "The killer hidden in the sorghum field may kill Xue He, and then say you killed it. Have you thought about it?"

Chen Changsheng turned to look at him and said in surprise: "This... hasn't really thought about it."

Su Li looked at his bright and clear eyes. Suddenly he didn't want to go on, and said with emotion: "How can I expect a guy like you to become a pope?"

For some reason, Chen Changsheng felt apologetic and said comfortingly: "Senior's vision should not be wrong."

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(The next chapter will be very, very late, maybe even later than yesterday.)

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