It's Very Easy to Fill in Next Time

The crisp sound is not as heavy as a bell, but very crisp, like a bell hanging behind the door of an old shop, making a pleasant sound to remind the store manager that a customer is coming, and this bell is hanging in front of a building.

Once again, the clouds parted.

The scene continued to expand and update, and Rashomon, the third public area outside of the White Snake Shrine, was refreshed.

Here is a bamboo forest, and the bamboo forest is full of snow.

Boundless falling trees rustled.

The falling bamboo leaves, the accumulated white snow, the lush green and the silvery white that adorn the earth are in stark contrast, blending together abruptly.

And in the middle of the snow, stood a figure from behind.

Beichen Guidie knocked and felt familiar, and was about to approach curiously, but was stopped by Liu Shengshuangyue.

"If you don't want to die, I suggest you...be prepared to draw your sword in advance."

Liu Shengshuangyue stared at this backside figure, she was too familiar with it.

Since the opening of Rashomon, the Rurouni swordsman in Guanfa has completely disappeared. She also regretted for a while that she lost the opportunity to continue to hone, but now it seems redundant, and the other party has followed. It just took a while.

And, stronger and more complete than before.

The man was dressed in the clothes of a wanderer, with a fox mask covering his face and a weapon hanging from his waist, which was almost exactly the same as Tengu Kiri.

The wanderer stood between the bamboo forest and the snow field. Since entering here, the time in the sky has been fixed at the full moon, not the sun at noon.

"Go together? Or come one by one?"

Ronin's voice distorted through the mask: "You have three chances to challenge."

Liu Shengshuangyue took half a step forward and said directly, "I'll come first!"

She pulled out Tengukiri and started the battle with Iaijutsu. With a flash of the sword, Tengukiri collided with Tengukiri.

The two identical knives erupted with lightning, and it seemed that neither of them was convinced by the counterfeit in the other's hand.

Ronin lightly shakes the saber, seemingly lightly moving, but bursts out with terrifying power. Snow-colored dust is raised in the snow, and the traces that fly out are the hard-to-see light of the saber. In that instant, Liu Shengshuangyue lost his balance , and then his head was almost chopped off.

She threw out the Lishou sword, the light of the sword attracted Ronin's attention, and then she tried her best to move her body to avoid the fatal blow, her left hand alternated with her right hand, rolled on the ground, hit the bamboo, and immediately broke out in cold sweat.

It is more than twice as strong as before.

Liu Shengshuangyue exhaled turbid air to relieve her inner tension. She hadn't fought for several days, and she almost forgot the tragic outcome of the real sword.

After a short rest, she chose to attack again, directly violently, and the true air flowed, causing a layer of dust to hang on the Tengu she was holding. The invisible cocoon, this layer of cocoon is called the limit of mediocrity, it is the bottleneck that most swordsmen cannot break through in their entire lives, and it is the limit distance for swordsmen and swordsmen to spread their sword energy.

It is like a scabbard, thick and strong, but lacks sharpness.

Only the sharp sword out of the sheath can show its sharpness and kill invisible.

In the blink of an eye, the swords collided for more than ten rounds. Liu Shengshuangyue, who was in a state of rage, only cared about using all her sword skills without considering defense at all. There was quite an element of showmanship in the violent combo, but this was what she wanted Demonstrated progress.

But sooner or later, the moves will wear out. When she used Lishoujian for the third time, the blade was stuck in its position.

A knife easily split through the bamboo forest, directly plunged into her chest, passed through her chest, and blood spattered.

"Some progress." Luke commented: "But, I have to go back and practice more."

He drew out the knife and pushed it, and Liu Shengshuangyue fell face up in the snow, turning into light spots and dissipating.

"Next!" He pointed to Beichen Guidie.

Beichen Guidie, who had already seen it, smiled politely, and drew out the scabbard.

……

Three minutes later, Beichen Guidie came out of the shrine, touched his neck, and the back of his neck was still chilling.

"How did you die?" Liu Shengshuangyue asked abruptly.

"Beheading..."

"From behind?"

"Ah."

"Sure enough." Liu Shengshuangyue sighed: "He kills people by piercing his heart or beheading him. Although he doesn't have the taste of amputating limbs, he still kills by tricks."

"Have you fought him many times?"

"A lot." Liu Shengshuangyue was embarrassed to say that she had been killed at least hundreds of times.

"No wonder you have so much actual combat experience." Beichen Guidie said: "There is one last time, how to deal with it?"

"Let's go together." Liu Shengshuangyue compromised: "I want to try and see how long I can last."

The two stepped into the bamboo forest at the same time, and the wanderer was waiting, so it was not surprising to see someone draw their swords at the same time.

He said lightly: "If you want to kill me, remember to bring your friends with you."

Immediately, he picked up a handful of snow and wiped his knife: "It's just death, nothing to be afraid of...you will get used to it soon."

Liu Shengshuangyue ironically said in displeasure: "Every time you cut off your head and piercing your heart, do you have some kind of psychological trauma?"

Beichen Guidie also nodded: "I want to die beautifully, please don't cut off my head and heart."

The Rogue shook his head: "Accuracy is the difference between swordsmanship and slaughter."

The next moment, instead of being beaten in a daze, he rushed directly to the two of them.

The short distance of more than ten meters is not far at all, afterimages flashed on the snow, and the tengu in the hands of the wanderer swayed an arc more than three meters long.

"Just one knife!"

"Fall me down!"

……

Another 3 minutes later, the two came out of the resurrection point in disgrace, and gritted their teeth at the Ronin who directly killed him.

"The two of you won't hold back, right! Let's do our best! We won't act like a gentleman, right!" Beichen Guidie Paimeng stomped his feet: "Damn it! I decided to give him something ugly. nickname!"

"I can't do it today anyway. Three times have already passed. Come back tomorrow." Liu Shengshuangyue walked to the bamboo forest, and suddenly saw a note hanging on it, and she read it slowly: "Business trip for a week...go to work next Monday ,Um?"

The two girls looked at each other... Is this a Zhou Huiben?

Chapter 120 Question Three

The traces of the fight had already spread out, and the entire top floor would be surrounded in a short while.

Bai Wei thought for a while, let go of his hand, jumped down from the 33rd floor, swung a knife and stabbed a piece of metal into the concrete wall on the surface of the building, descended to a height of more than 20 floors, kicked broken glass into the room.

There is no light here, and I thought there was no one there, but there are still people in such an ordinary warehouse, or two people, or two naked people without clothes, or two men.

The two men who were mixed together didn't seem to have expected that there would be justice from heaven on the 20th floor, but they were still in a conjoined state and didn't know how to react for a while, and even subconsciously straightened their waists.

Bai Wei immediately took the mobile phone of the old man in the subway, and directly raised his hand to knock the two people unconscious. After turning on the light, he picked up the clothes of one of them and put them on for a change. During the change of clothes, he saw the business cards on the two people, and one of them was a cowherd. , and the other is a celebrity you've seen on TV.

It seems to be a certain ice sports commentator. He used to be a professional player with a mediocre level, but later retired. He gained a high reputation by relying on the comments and evaluations of a certain well-known ice player.

Unexpectedly, the cowherd called by the sunspot was [-]% like the ice athlete.

Is this black to deep natural powder, or powder to deep natural black?

so dirty...

With a pure heart, I have lost my sight.

Relying on the change of clothes and simple disguise, he walked through the chaotic fund building, turned from the elevator shaft to the safe passage, and easily reached the first floor.

At this time, a large number of people gathered on the ground of the first floor, and the employees and security guards of the foundation began to disperse the surrounding crowd. Someone tried to pull the Han knife out of the corpse, but it was inserted too deep, half a foot into the ground, and could not be pulled out at all.

Bai Wei didn't go to watch. He got on the motorcycle, put on his helmet, raised his hand, and the tiger's head knife hummed, knocked away the crowd, flew back into his palm, and sank into his sleeve.

The security guards only saw an S-shaped afterimage drawn from the taillight of the motorcycle. Not to mention what the person looked like, they didn't even see the license plate clearly. They only saw the afterimage of the red light and a contemptuous smile from a distance.

Zhao Keman and Huying, Wu hooks are bright with frost and snow; the silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like shooting stars.

Kill a person in ten steps, and never stay behind for a thousand miles; when something happens, brush off your clothes and hide your body and name.

……

The vehicle was parked by a bridge, Bai Wei took off his clothes, lit it and threw it into the river, the smell of artificial perfume was intoxicating.

[Countdown: 0:55]

There is one minute left before the question.

Bai Wei began to think about it. He can ask a question once, which means that the other party will use the prophecy ability once.

With Mito Raiichiro's lessons learned, it means that the prophecy of the piece is very accurate.

It's just that most of the people who are bound by prophecy and fate are ordinary people. The higher the degree of mystery, the harder it is to be guessed.

Bai Wei didn't believe in any form of prophecy in the past, because he was strong enough. When you can punch a meteorite, any natural disasters and scourges are a joke. Can the emperor of the universe take a punch?

The current level of mystery is not high enough, and I don't know how accurate the piece's prophecy is. If you directly ask where the heroic spirit is, it will probably suggest reincarnation.

Bai Wei was lost in thought, and there were many things he wanted to ask.

For example...

How many wives will I have in the future?

Where is the soul mate that fell in love at first sight?

What are the winning numbers of the next ten lottery?

In what year will the national football team win the championship?

At what point, at what minute, at what second, can you graduate with ten consecutive draws?

When will Xiaozhi pick Bibi Bird home?

When will Kurapika disembark?

Is Trica chocolate-flavored dung, or dung-flavored chocolate?

Is it true that Jiangnan was taken away by aliens after writing Dragon Three, and gradually became unknown in his old age?

There are too many things I want to ask, but some questions seem to be unbeautiful if they know the answers.

So after careful study, there are actually not many questions.

Seeing the time passing minute by minute, there was less than half a minute left, and Bai Wei was still a little stuck in his own thoughts.