"Tao, Taohua, don't blame me." Boy No. 15 stammered, holding the dagger tightly with both hands, pointing the tip of the knife towards Nanzhi, with a cry in his voice.
"Who is Peach Blossom?" the boy in black robe asked again. Boy No. 15 immediately shuddered, "No. 9, No. 9, I'm going to kill you. Don't blame me. I just want to live."
Nan Zhiqing looked at the boy opposite her with Ling Ling eyes, "Are you really going to kill me?"
"Yes, if I don't kill you, I will die." No. 15 collapsed and shouted, his whole body was trembling, and he almost couldn't hold the dagger.
Nanzhi added: "But I don't have a dagger, you don't have a dagger, I have a dagger."
At this moment, No. 15 could only show a trace of confusion on his dirty face, and subconsciously turned to look at the man in black robe.
The man in black robe stretched out his hand, and the dagger in a child's hand broke away from the child's control and flew directly in front of Nanzhi. The sharp dagger faced Nanzhi's face, stayed there for a while, and fell to the ground.
All the children were shocked. They knew that the man in black robe was very powerful in martial arts, but they didn't expect that he could retrieve objects from the air. This is something that only gods can do.
Involuntarily, the child felt endless despair in his heart. How could he beat such a strong person? He couldn't beat him at all. It was absolutely impossible.
Nanzhi looked at the fallen dagger, and then at the black robe, which was all black, not even an inch of skin showing on his hands. Is there martial arts in this world?
Does this black robe use internal power?
Is it aura or internal force?
Nanzhi was a little nervous and felt that there was spiritual energy in the air. Is this a world where one can become a god?
The black robe reminded the dazed Nanzhi: "Pick it up and duel, the winner will live and the loser will die."
Oil cake, is it oil cake?
Nanzhi glanced at the black robe, why did he want to kill someone?
Nanzhi picked up the dagger and said to No. 15 opposite, "I'm coming over." No. 15's expression immediately became tense, and he tightened his grip on the dagger.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm coming..." Nanzhi raised the dagger and looked like he was about to rush over with all his teeth and claws.
Just when everyone thought that this would be a fight between life and death, one of these two people was bound to die.
However, before everyone could react, Nanzhi turned around and ran away, and then ran away again...
She slipped away, turned a corner, and disappeared.
No. 15 fell into a daze again, and his opponent disappeared again.
He fell into a kind of irritability in his heart. Is it over or not? Let's have a happy duel instead of grinding the flesh with a dull knife again and again, which is so uncomfortable.
Number 15 didn't even dare to turn around and look at the man in black robe.
"Jiejie, it's really interesting..." Heipao let out a frightening laugh, which almost frightened the children present and almost made them cry, but they held it back.
No. 15 immediately said: "I, I, I will go find No. 9 immediately."
"Since you can't even keep your opponent, it's useless, it's useless!" As soon as the black robe finished speaking, No. 15 knelt down and slandered him. It seemed that there was an unbearable weight on his body, like a mountain. Usually on top of him, and then lying on the ground.
Then, under the horrified eyes of all the children, No. 15 seemed to have been run over by a wheel. Blood splattered all over his body, and he suddenly lost his breath. Some children couldn't stand such a scene, and collapsed and screamed, but subconsciously covered it up. He stopped talking and looked at the black robe.
But the black robe didn't care.
"Old Snake, we caught a kid who was running away." Another man in black robe grabbed Nanzhi, carried him over, and threw him on the ground. Nanzhi looked hopeless and was too lazy to move.
It's really not easy to escape from this place. Forget it, let's wait.
However, if he waits any longer, he will not be able to pass the hurdle in front of him. If he has to kill someone, Nanzhi doesn't want to kill someone he doesn't know or for no reason.
This is wrong. My brother said that it is important to complete the task, but you cannot change the fate of others just to change the fate of the original owner, especially if you make other people's fate worse.
'No, no, no...' The sound of the soles of shoes rubbing against the ground sounded rhythmically. Nanzhi looked warily at the man in black robe standing in front of him. Judging from his body shape, this man in black robe was older and his voice was also older.
Nanzhi didn't speak, and Heipao didn't say anything either. The two looked at each other. Heipao looked at Nanzhi condescendingly, as if looking at an interesting ant, "Don't you want to kill your opponent?"
Nanzhi nodded, "Yes, I don't want to kill."
The black robe smiled, "If you don't want to kill, I will kill for you."
Nanzhi immediately retorted, "What do you mean by killing for me, ah, he is dead?"
"You killed him, why do you say you killed him for me? I didn't ask you to kill him. It was you who killed her, not me."
Nanzhi immediately heard the flaw in it. The old man was so bad that he killed people himself and even said he killed for others.
The black robe continued: "If you didn't run away, he wouldn't have died. His death was because of you. Your fear of running away caused his death."
Nanzhi immediately showed an expression like he was looking at his cell phone on the subway. He refused to listen or listen to the bastard chanting sutras. These people are all bad guys, and you cannot listen to the bad guys.
Don't try to influence me!
What you do is not a good thing, and you blame others.
Seeing that Nan Zhi was indifferent, Hei Pao waited for a while before saying quietly: "He is indeed a born bad boy!"
Solid, unaffected by the feeling that you are right, completely regardless of other people.
The black robe seemed to want to arouse all kinds of negative emotions in the child's heart, "But you are good friends. You don't comfort each other together. You are so good friends and vowed to be together for the rest of your life and live together..."
The black-robed hand with black gloves pointed at the bloody gourd-like person over there, "He is dead now. You can hold hands together and cling to each other in the cold night. The one who supports him is dead."
Nanzhi looked at the blood gourd, withdrew his eyes and lowered his head. An unspeakable emotion surged in his heart. Some memories flashed through his mind, showing the scene of two children clinging to each other.
But then, there was a duel scene. In the scene, the girl tilted her head and said to the boy: "Brother, I won't kill you."
The boy nodded, "I won't kill you either." The two approached and the boy raised his dagger and pierced the girl's heart. The girl dodged but was still injured.
The boy cried and said he was sorry. He wanted to live. He was really hungry and wanted to eat.
But the girl might be alive. The belief between the two collapsed and their friendship collapsed in an instant.
