The sky was getting darker and darker, the wind was getting colder and colder, and even the snowflakes that had stopped falling began to flutter again.
Fang Yan had never hated the winter in Yanjing so much.
The car collapsed into a pit and Fang Yan could only rely on his legs to move forward.
The soles of his shoes had been worn out, and having only the uppers tied around his ankles was a burden, so he had already torn off the two pieces of rags.
Fang Yan walked barefoot on the ice, and his slippery soles made a popping sound as they hit the road.
His head stretched forward and his upper body was slightly bent, always maintaining a high-speed charging posture.
His face was stiff from the cold wind, and his eyes were squinted from the splashing of snow.
He was extremely anxious at this moment, but his face remained cold and calm.
This is the most dangerous moment, this is the most important moment.
The more dangerous and important the moment, the more he cannot afford to make even the slightest mistake.
He ran so fast, like a ghost in the wilderness.
Snap------
Fang Yan's body stopped suddenly. Because he had been running too fast, his feet had to spin in a circle on the spot to keep his body standing straight.
In front of him stood a man in black, his face masked with black cloth.
"My name is Assassin." said the man in black.
Fang Yan said nothing and rushed towards the man in black.
No matter whether it is a boxing champion or an assassin, no matter whether it is the King of Hell or the God, no one can stop him from moving forward.
He wants to rescue his father!
He must rescue his father!
Unless my father dies!
Unless he is dead!
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The torch is passed on, the old dies and the new is established.
In other words, only when the old Snake King dies will a new Snake King be born.
The current Snake King naturally understands this truth. It is precisely because his master has disappeared for many years and the outside world thought he had died long ago that he is called the Snake King.
Of course, at that time it was just a folk "coronation" and did not receive the blessing of the previous Snake King.
Now, the black-robed man dipped his hands in divine blood, drew a snake symbol, and personally passed on the title of Snake King to his apprentice. This ceremony was simple, but also very important.
"Master------" The current Snake King, and the only one, grabbed the Master's hand and shouted in a sad voice. "You will be fine. Nothing will happen to you-----When you were away, I learned some medical skills and some witchcraft. I can help you heal your wounds. You will not die. I can't let you die."
He took out a bunch of medicine bottles from his pocket, unplugged the bottles, and poured all the red, white and various colored medicine powders inside onto the wound on the master's abdomen.
Blood was gushing out there, and the black clothes on his body had long been stained into brown-red.
The Snake King waved his hands and said, "I won't die. I just want to put an end to this. Some things should have been understood many years ago. But at that time I was still afraid and couldn't go that far."
"Master, you don't need to do anything - I will do whatever you want me to do. You just need to be safe and secure and enjoy your retirement." The current Snake King said urgently, like a drowning man grabbing the last life-saving wood.
To the man in black robe, the current Snake King and his sister are his only relatives in this world.
He had no love, no marriage, did not know what home was, and had never experienced being waited for by anyone - the only people who had waited for him were the two little kids he picked up from outside.
So, when those people threatened him with their lives, he dug out his own Snake Eye and handed it over to them, using his entire life as capital to trade with them.
He has no home, but longs for one.
He doesn't understand emotions, but he gives the most sincere emotions.
Why isn't it the same for the current Snake King
His sister was kidnapped, and he originally thought that she was her only relative in this world. So, he worked hard to kill Fang Yan, and after the mission failed, he put aside the dignity of the Snake King and his personal reputation and took the initiative to negotiate with Fang Yan, begging Fang Yan to give him a chance - even at the cost of following his master's old path and becoming someone else's snake slave like his master.
Snake slave, what a heavy and humiliating name it is.
He never imagined that he would eventually face such a dilemma - on one side was the owner to whom he had dedicated the Snake Eye, and on the other side was his mentor who saved him, brought him back to life and taught him.
This time the mission is more brutal than ever.
His sister's life or death is unknown, and his master is about to leave him - these are the only two relatives left in this world for the current Snake King.
How could the Snake King watch his master die
The black-robed man struggled to get up from the ground and said with a smile: "You have your own mission, your mission is to stay alive - to save your sister. If one day you two get married and have children - send him to a good family to raise, and don't let him follow you to raise snakes. The lineage of the Snake King is too cruel."
"Master------"
The man in black robe patted Snake King on the shoulder and prepared to get up and leave.
thump-----
The Snake King knelt down.
He slammed his head heavily on the ground and kowtowed three times to the man in black robe seriously.
The man in black robe waved his hand without looking back.
"Are you leaving?" Bai Xiu held his sword in front of the black-robed man and said coldly, "I don't agree."
He said he would kill the man in black robes, and he meant to kill the man in black robes.
You must do what you say, even though he only said it to himself.
Perhaps the man in black robe has his own tragic fate, or perhaps he has his own reasons.
But who cares
He went to Yanziwu's territory and committed murder and arson, which was a huge mistake. He had to keep him for Yanziwu.
No matter who sees him, Yanziwu will try their best to keep him.
The man in black robe has his relatives to protect, and the white cultivator has his own position to uphold.
One black and the other white, one dark and the other light, they are natural rivals.
The black-robed man stopped, looked at the murderous intent in Bai Xiu's eyes, and said softly: "I am already a dying man. If you let me go, it may be good for everyone. I will fulfill a wish, and you will get rid of a trouble. For you, a crisis is resolved. For Fang Yan, there is one less opponent. "
"First, your wish is not my wish. Second, the crisis you mentioned is not a crisis for me. As for whether Fang Yan has one less opponent, it has nothing to do with me. I think he is happy to kill his enemy himself." Bai Xiu was not persuaded by the black-robed man. "You can't leave."
He is a man who looks gentle but is stubborn at heart. He will not change his mind once he has made up his mind.
Except standing before him was Mr.
His husband.
The black-robed man showed a look of regret and said, "Why do you think you can definitely keep me here? Just because I was stabbed by you? Do you understand the meaning of the Snake King? Have you ever experienced the power of the real Snake King? The young people in Yanziwu are a little too confident, and sometimes they are really annoying."
"Why not give it a try?" Bai Xiu said proudly.
The sword that Bai Xiu thrust out was extremely fierce, piercing the black-robed man's abdomen.
Even though the Snake King poured all the medicine powder on his body on it, which alleviated the black-robed man's injuries, it was still not able to stop the bleeding completely.
The man in black robe ignored the wound on his abdomen and rushed towards Bai Xiu.
Bai Xiu also thrust his sword straight at the black-robed man's chest.
One is like a ferocious tiger hunting, the other is like a butterfly picking flowers.
One was fierce, the other was nimble. Their bodies were about to collide.
What was surprising was that the man in black robe was unarmed and actually greeted Bai Xiu with his own flesh and blood.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh-----
The long sword in Bai Xiu's hand trembled, and a dozen sword flowers fell off.
The tip of the sword is like a snake's head, searching for the most suitable point to attack.
The man in black robe threw a punch and actively stretched out his arm towards the sword in Bai Xiu's hand.
call-----
The punch is fierce and domineering.
The soft sword in Bai Xiu's hand changed from stabbing to slashing. He only needed one swing of the sword to take away the black-robed man's arm.
However, his eyes were stern, and he changed from slashing to stabbing again. The tip of the long sword once again made a swishing sound like a venomous snake spitting out its core and stabbed at the chest of the black-robed man. It was as if he wanted to let the black-robed man go on purpose.
The black-robed man's fist slammed over, and the wind from his fist blew away Bai Xiu's tied-up long hair.
The long sword in Bai Xiu's hand pierced into the black-robed man's chest, and blood gushed out along the blade.
With every step the black-robed man took forward, the long sword penetrated a little deeper.
However, the black-robed man had no intention of stopping, and continued to rush towards Bai Xiu fearlessly, as if he was ready to fight Bai Xiu to the death.
His body was about to be pierced by the sword, leaving a hole once again.
However, Bai Xiu did not let him do as he wished.
He kicked out and kicked the black-robed man who was rushing towards him away.
A few drops of blood dripped onto Bai Xiu's wrist, and a piercing pain came over him. The skin on the back of his hand began to turn charred black.
The Snake King actually turned his body into a medicine storehouse, and the red blood turned into a deadly poison.
If Bai Xiu had let him get close to him just now, his entire body would probably have been corroded into charcoal because of his blood.
thump!
The black-robed man fell heavily to the ground.
Click----
Fang Yixing, who had been lying on the ground with half of his body almost covered by snow, suddenly turned over, raised the long sword in his hand high, and stabbed it into the chest of the black-robed man who happened to fall next to him.
Snap-----
The man in black robe was stabbed in the chest, and just as he was about to sit up, he fell down weakly.
Fang Yixing laughed loudly and shouted at the top of his lungs: "I said I would chop you with a knife, and I meant to chop you with a knife - I did it, I did it -"
He didn't want to kill the enemy, he just wanted to cut his opponent with a blow.
He did it, he did it after all. (To be continued)