The emerald green willow leaves are spread on the ground like an emerald green carpet.
The willow trees sway slightly in the sunshine even if there is no wind.
That was the lingering lingering feeling from Han Dong's collision with the willow tree before.
Shang Jiuge stood under the willow tree, still holding the sword tightly in his hand.
But seeing Fang Farewell at this moment, this kendo girl, it's hard to tell how she feels now.
The last time Fang Bu saved himself, it seemed he was still in the secret room of the Seventeen Thieves of the Yellow River?
This young man opened the giant stone mechanism weighing ten thousand kilograms. This was also the first time he met him.
But this time, Shang Jiuge was actually probably ready to die. After all, there was no way to fight. It couldn't be said that he couldn't fight in this life, at least he really couldn't fight now.
With the appearance of Ningxia, Ning Buxi's attention was diverted, and then Fangbie finally appeared.
By the way, when seeing Hei Wu Luo Luo, for some reason even Shang Jiuge felt that Hei Wu Luo's thin appearance was really cute.
Ning Buxi, on the other hand, also looked first at Fang Bie, who was wearing plain and simple clothes, and then when he looked at Hei Wu, he was instantly frightened out of his wits.
"Hei Wu!" He couldn't help shouting loudly, with extreme panic.
He is a disciple of the miserable old man, and the miserable old man is one of the most important elders of Luo Jiao, and Hei Wu is the guardian of the mountain gate of Luo Jiao.
With this relationship, how could Ning Buxi not recognize the black hair.
He backed away continuously, trembling, looked at Heiwu and said, "Why are you here, why are you with them."
Hei Wu looked at Ning Buxi quietly without saying a word, but Ning Buxi was not stupid. He turned around and ran, rolling and crawling, using his hands and feet together, running very fast.
Seeing that he had reached the end of the road, and there was only a wall in front of him, he jumped up. As long as he climbed over the wall, he would escape.
And at the moment Ning Buxi got up into the air.
Suddenly a hand was pressed on his shoulder.
Ning Buxi turned around and punched behind him without thinking.
But the opponent did not dodge, and the punch hit the person behind him directly in the chest.
Ning Buxi felt as if he had been hit by an iron plate, and at the same time, his body also changed from jumping upwards to falling completely downwards.
In the end, someone held down his shoulders and slammed him to the ground, directly smashing the hard bluestone outside, and his body sank into the soil under the stone.
Hei Wu then pulled Ning Bu Xi up from the ground like a carrot, grabbing the opponent's shoulder blades. At this time, Ning Bu Xi did not dare to move, and was dragged along the ground by Hei Wu like a puddle of mud. .
From beginning to end, Hei Wu didn't say a word.
It fully demonstrates the style of being ruthless and not saying much.
Fang Bie watched Hei Wu drag Ning Buxi in front of everyone again, and then looked at his face carefully.
The clothes he was wearing were a very dark dark green, and his hair was so messy that he hadn't washed it for who knows how many days. You couldn't even tell how old he was just by looking at his face. He was in his twenties, thirties, or forties. It felt like It's possible.
What was more conspicuous at this time was that his face was red and swollen, which was the result of his continuous palming.
"Who are you?" Fang Bie looked at Ning Buxi and said quietly.
"Ning Buxi, the disciple of the miserable old man." Ning Xia said quietly behind Fang Bie.
Fang Bie turned around and smiled: "Yeah, I understand, but it's more important for him to speak."
Ning Xia nodded, while Fang Bie continued to look at Ning Buxi: "Who are you?"
Ning Buxi lost half of his life in just one encounter. Sometimes when you encounter an enemy like Hei Wu, you are really desperate. If you are weak to him, you are really waiting for death. Even if you are stronger than him, you must beware of Hei Wu. That sudden violent attack.
At this time, Hei Wu grabbed his shoulders and lifted him high in the air. His body naturally drooped, and his feet were dangling in the air, like a hanging bacon, or like a corpse that was swinging left and right in the air after hanging himself.
He opened his eyes, looked carefully at the calm young man in a white blouse, and muttered: "Who are you?"
"Bye below." Fang Bie said quietly, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
Ning Buxi had obviously never heard of Fang Bian's name. Among the people present, the one he valued most was Hei Wu, followed by Ning Xia, then Han Dong, and finally Shang Jiuge.
As for the little-known Fang Bie in front of him, Ning Buxi would not look at him directly.
However, after he was defeated and captured, it was this person who came to interrogate him, and Ning Buxi instantly felt huge uneasiness in his heart.
So he spoke naturally: "Ning Buxi, the disciple of the miserable old man, came to punish Ning Xia."
"Punish Ningxia?" Fang Bie said slowly, "What mistake did she make? Why should she be punished?"
"She terminated contact with Master, and failed to kill the beggar named He Gouzazhong who killed Senior Brother. She failed in the mission and voluntarily lost contact. This is tantamount to betrayal. Therefore, Master sent me a message and asked me to Come and punish her."
Ning Buxi is never stubborn.
When he senses danger, he speaks like beans from a bamboo tube.
If not, he would not have become a dog under the miserable old man's seat.
A dog that bites, but may not be loyal.
Fang Bie turned back and glanced at Ning Xia. This woman from the Western Region had the same face as usual.
Of course Ning Xia knew the consequences of betraying her master, but even though she knew, she still betrayed.
Fang Bie sighed: "Then how did you find this place?"
Fang Bie asked.
Ning Buxi was silent for a moment, and then said honestly: "The news from the hive."
"I see." Fang Bie shook his head and said with a smile, "Do you want to live?"
"Think about it!" Ning Buxi nodded repeatedly, like a chicken knocking on rice.
But at this moment, he was hanging in the air, looking a little funny.
"What reason do you have to live?" Fang Bie continued: "What good things have you done?"
"Or is there a mother in her 70s or 80s, a three-year-old child, and a hard-working wife?"
"Or is there anything else worth living for?"
Ning Buxi was stunned.
He was suspended in the air, racking his brains, recalling his past, and his mind was full of scenes of brutal killings.
No one had ever looked down upon him, but he was the most vicious biting dog under the miserable old man.
He bites whoever he is allowed to bite, that is the whole meaning of his life.
So at this time, don't say this when you tell the reason why you should live.
Ning Buxi couldn't even think of anything.
Fang Bi shook his head and looked at Ning Xia: "He really hasn't done a good thing?"
Ning Xia looked at Fang Bie, turned her head and smiled: "If a person does bad things all his life and only does one good thing, he will definitely remember it for a long time."
Fang Bie nodded and looked at Ning Buxi: "Then I'm really sorry."
Ning Buxi collapsed on the spot, and then suddenly remembered, he looked at Ning Xia and shouted loudly: "I saved you! Don't forget, it was me who saved you!"
His voice, like a broken gong, suddenly exploded in the empty and hot streets.
