Uncle Jinwu Zangyi

A few drops of blood dripped from the tip of the knife in Guan Yao's hand. He dragged the knife towards Chu Ming, "If there must be a death between you and me, I must be the one who survives."

"Why not us."

"Chu Ming, I hate you, but I don't hate you enough to kill you. There is no position between us that should be tied together. Chu Ming, never!"

From many years ago, Guan Yao had predicted that one day he and Chu Ming would end up in this situation, no matter how Chu Ming treated him.

Even though the shoulder was slashed, it didn't affect Chu Ming's level of strength in the slightest. Guan Yao didn't expect Chu Ming to hide so deeply. He had never seen that the other party's skills were comparable to his own before.

Zhao Linjiang, whose chest was still bubbling blood, changed to a position that could reduce the loss of blood and lay down. The veins on his forehead bulged, and he kept moaning, struggling to lengthen his life.

Prince Duan, who didn't know when he got up, had already moved behind Zhao Linjiang, and raised a knife to stab Zhao Linjiang's head!

"Hmm-heh." Fortunately, Zhao Linjiang had quick eyesight and quick hands, and he held the blade with both hands, preventing the point of the blade from piercing into his chest immediately. The flesh and blood of the two hands that were holding the blade quickly burst open.

"Zhao Linjiang!"

Guan Yao was holding down the blade with Chu Ming, and when he saw this scene, he immediately turned around to save him, Chu Ming lost his balance and slashed on Guan Yao's back.

He only heard Guan Yao's long sound of pain, and rushed towards Zhao Linjiang without turning his head. Without any thought, he threw the blade in his hand towards Prince Duan as accurately as an arrow!

The grievances for many years were settled in this way. Guan Yao didn't even have a chance to make this brother-killing enemy suffer a little more, so Prince Duan rolled his eyes and fell down.

"Father—" Chu Ming couldn't utter a complete sentence, and his father just died in front of him.

"Zhao Linjiang, stand up!" Guan Yao knelt beside Zhao Linjiang, begging him at a loss, "If you stand up again, we'll leave immediately!"

Chu Ming burst into laughter suddenly, like a freak who lost his mind. After a while, the laughter stopped abruptly. His face twitched, he clenched the knife in his hand, and walked towards Guan Yao step by step: "I want to You, bury my father with me!"

"Come." Guan Yao has been waiting for this moment for a long time, or rather, this moment is finally coming, "Come on!"

Both of them were seriously injured, but it didn't affect them in the slightest to give each other a fatal blow. This game has been fought for a long time, and those who resent, hate, and love have turned into killing each other. the power of.

After more than a dozen rounds, Guan Yao's arms were already dripping with blood, and Chu Ming's shoulder blade was also poked out. They wrestled to the most dangerous observation deck in the south building. If you don't pay attention, you may fall. tall building.

Chu Ming suddenly gained the upper hand, Guan Yao was suppressed by the side of the railing, and pressed the weapon blade in his hand against the deadly sharp blade of the opponent.

Looking at the other person's eyes so closely all of a sudden, besides hatred, Chu Ming actually felt a little regretful.

"A Yao." Chu Ming gritted his teeth with every word, full of complicated emotions, "We, do we have to do this?"

Guan Yao was at a disadvantage and struggled to answer, "That's the only way."

"If." "No if."

At this moment, the hatred in Chu Ming's heart spread aside, leaving a place for a hidden emotion, which seemed to be love, but also seemed to be regret.

But this was really too inappropriate. When Chu Ming was at a loss as to what to do, the sounds of gallant horses howling and soldiers armor colliding came from downstairs.

The two of them looked downstairs at the same time. It was Deputy General Liu who came with his troops, and the south building was surrounded in just a few seconds!

Guan Yao finally saw hope, but felt aggrieved for some reason, "Chu Ming, there is really no chance."

"I'm going to become Ge Xiahun soon, right." Chu Ming also saw his result at a glance, and said sadly, "Will you stay with me?"

"What do you think?" Guan Yao was still persevering at this moment, and Chu Ming did not weaken his suppression at all.

Vice General Liu quickly led people to the top of the south building, and saw the two people who were confronting each other at a glance.

"King Du! The soldiers are approaching the city, let's capture them!" Seeing that Guan Yao was at a disadvantage, Deputy General Liu didn't dare to go directly, for fear that Chu Ming would strike first.

Chu Ming just glanced at Vice General Liu, and then turned all the rest of his eyes to Guan Yao, "A Yao, it's my turn to escape, are you happy?"

"Do you want to die with me?" Guan Yao couldn't see clearly what the softness in the other party's eyes meant at this moment, but felt scared.

"Then would you like it?" Chu Ming forgot everything, as if there were only two people left in this world, "It's too deserted to go to the Underworld alone, let's go together."

Chu Ming's knife had already pressed down on Guan Yao's lower neck, and Guan Yao said with difficulty, "Oh, even if I die, I won't be with you."

Deputy General Liu couldn't hear the conversation between the two of them clearly, and he was still threatening Chu Ming with a loud voice.

"You have been tortured by me for so many years, you should hate me to death."

"always like this."

Chu Ming suddenly smiled again, but without those contradictory and complicated emotions, he seemed to be smiling at Guan Yao as usual, "My father killed your righteous brother, and you also took my father's life, we should no longer I owe it."

"..." Guan Yao stared at the other party, not knowing what to say or what to say.

"I didn't expect that I would lose today."

"You regret it?"

"No." Chu Ming put away his smile, and bit by bit his strength, "I only regret one thing."

"what."

Chu Ming blinked, looked at Guan Yao with a pure and sincere look that he had never seen in his life, and said, "I regret that I used the wrong means to treat you."

"Shut up." Guan Yao was actually at a loss for words.

"It's a pity, Ah Yao." Chu Ming took a step back, his brows eased, and his voice faded, "I can't see the day when you recover."

Chu Ming took another step back, turned the direction of the knife towards him, and then gouged out his neck without the slightest hesitation.

The moment the blood spilled out, Chu Ming closed his eyes, which were only closed to rumors, and fell down.

"Chu, Ming."

The knife in Guan Yao's hand fell to the ground, and he was in a daze. This person who made him desperate and hated so many times died just like that.

He should be a little happy, but he feels a little unclear. He can't say why, maybe it's because Chu Ming did treat him with sincerity, but his resentment towards Chu Ming far exceeds this kind of sincere emotion. It is said that the two are cleared up, no matter whether this statement is fair or not.

All the hatred and crimes were buried with Chu Ming's suicide, and the sky is about to brighten, and everything can be revived.