Vary.
For Qin Shiwu, martial arts is undoubtedly his most important thing, compared to fame, money, women, divine soldiers, and cheats......
And something important.
In his heart, his martial arts are second only to life.
No......
Or that martial arts are as important as his life.
He knew his situation very well, and knew that if his martial arts were abolished, even if he left here alive today, maybe ......
Not perhaps, yes for sure!
In two days, I will definitely die in some unknown corner, at the hands of someone who may not even remember where he has offended.
So.
For him, the choice of self-abandonment of martial arts is undoubtedly a terrible one, just like mixing sweet bean curd with salty bean curd, sweet and salty dumplings together, and men and women together.
"Mr.
Shen, I am willing to spend money to buy my life!"
Qin Shiwu raised his head expectantly, staring at Shen Ming with pleading eyes.
"Lots and lots of money, all my money!"
Shen Ming stood with his hands in his hands, his expression indifferent, and he did not react in the slightest.
Qin Shiwu's heart couldn't help but be half cold, he looked at Shen Ming's gaze and prayed, he untied the long sword at his waist, held the long sword with both hands and handed it over.
"I have the cultivation of a great grandmaster, I am willing to be the shadow of Mr., and I ask Mr. to spare my life!"
Shen Ming was still the same, and his expression did not change in the slightest.
Seeing this, Qin Shiwu couldn't help but laugh miserably, knowing that Shen Ming's mind had been decided, and there was no possibility of changing it.
After a moment of silence.
"Hey......"
Qin Shiwu couldn't help but sigh, he put back the sword he was holding, then stood up and saluted Shen Ming to the extreme.
He drew his sword.
He stepped forward.
He raised his sword and stabbed at Shen Ming.
There is no sword qi horizontal, and there is no frost in the hall, it is just an ordinary sword, just an ordinary stab.
Qin Shiwu knew that his skills were no different from a child in front of Shen Ming, a myth of the rivers and lakes.
So he didn't think too much, and stabbed a straight sword like he usually practiced a sword.
His sword.
Don't live, but die!
Don't win, but lose!
Don't seek to kill the enemy, but seek to kill yourself!
His sword is just for death!
It is better to die in the hands of the myths of the rivers and lakes than to die in the hands of an unknown Xiaoxiao in the future.
In this way, it is not in vain to walk in the world, and it is not considered to disgrace one's name.
With this thought, Qin Shiwu closed his eyes, his consciousness gradually dissipated, and the corpse fell heavily to the ground, with a little red at the center of his eyebrows.
Shen Ming dusted off his sleeves, slowly withdrew his hand, and carried it behind his back again.
It may be difficult for ordinary people to imagine Qin Shiwu's choice, but it is not difficult for those Jianghu people to understand.
"It's not difficult to predict that this Qin Shiwu has this choice!"
"Yes, Feng Jian was rejected, this is undoubtedly the best choice for a person like him, and it is undoubtedly much more dignified to die in the hands of Mr.
Shen."
"Sure enough, the levels are different, the things you see are different, if there is a great master in my Lao Zhao's sect who is willing to serve, it is a great enmity, and I Lao Zhao can treat it as if it never happened, but ......"
"But look at Mr.
Shen's unchanging face, tsk......
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This atmosphere alone, I can't do it in my life, the myth of the rivers and lakes is really the myth of the rivers and lakes!
” With the examples of Qin Shiwu and the fat man of the Black Mansion in front, the Wu brothers and Wu Yunyu couldn't help but glance at each other, and they had already made a decision in their hearts.
Wuyunyu looked at Qin Shiwu's body lying on the ground, dying in the hands of Jianghu Mythology, this way of death is indeed atmospheric enough.
"Hey......"
But he doesn't have such courage, as the saying goes, it's better to die than to live, and one more day to live is counted as a day.
His principle is to call it sweet bean curd or salted bean curd, or a mixture of salted bean curd and sweet bean curd......
As long as he can eat, as long as he can fill his stomach so that he will not starve to death on the spot, he will eat!
With such thoughts, he chose to abandon his martial arts like the fat man in the black building.
Shake your palms and make a fist, and you have enough internal strength!
When approaching the dantian, he paused again, and a look of hesitation flashed in his eyes, but he saw Qin Shiwu's corpse on the side.
"Ahh Wuyunyu gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and cheered himself up with a soft drink.
Boxing dantian, decades of penance turned into ashes!
"Poof!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out of Wuyunyu's mouth, and he stood up with a shaky voice, and said something to Shen Ming.
"Mr.
Xie Shen's grace not to kill!"
After saying this, after seeing Shen Ming nodding his head, he didn't care too much about etiquette, and turned around and walked outside the courtyard in despair, obviously hitting him hard.
Seeing that Qin Shiwu and the others had made a decision, the Wu brothers knew that this matter could not be endured, and it was time for their brothers to make a decision.
The Wu brothers glanced at each other, and the corners of their mouths showed a bleak smile.
"Help, brother, I can't do it myself!"
The two brothers had a tacit understanding, and they actually spoke like this at the same time.
The two brothers were stunned, they both smiled, and then used their internal strength, clenched their fists, looked at each other again, nodded and cheered each other up.
"Poof!
Burst!
” As the two mouthfuls of blood spurted out, the two brothers stood up, arched their hands at Shen Ming with the same pale face, and said the same thing.
"Mr.
Xie Shen's grace not to kill!"
After Shen Ming nodded, he left the courtyard with each other's support.
As the fat man of the black building, the dark cloud rain, and the Wu brothers left one after another, this small courtyard fell into silence again.
Everyone cheered up, as if listening to the holy decree, and all of them shifted their attention to Shen Ming.
Qin Shiwu's corpse lying on the ground was that silent admonition!
Liu Zhiwen and the people of Heifeng Village didn't dare to glance at the corpse at all, and even every time the corner of their eyes inadvertently swept over, their bodies would tremble violently, and then move their kneeling bodies away from the corpse.
Far ahead......
A little further afield......
Unconsciously, the place where Qin Shiwu's body lay turned out to be the widest place in the small courtyard.
Maybe it's been a long time, or maybe it's a moment.
In this extremely oppressive atmosphere, it was difficult for everyone in the courtyard to tell how much time had passed.
But whether it's a moment or a long time, what should come will come after all.
The people in the Black Wind Village, who had been watching Shen Ming, saw Shen Ming bow slightly, and glanced at them with an indifferent gaze, and their hearts couldn't help but rise.
The knife is already hanging high, whether to cut or put it to see this moment!
They couldn't help but hold their breath, their faces flushed, their teeth clenched, their fingers clenched to the ground, their nails broken and pierced into the flesh!
"Kill it!"
When this indifferent voice came out of Shen Ming's mouth softly.
Holding their breath, their eyes widened, and they couldn't help but take a deep breath.
The verdict has been pronounced, and the knife is ......
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Chop!
Frightened, remorseful, incredulous, dazed......
All kinds of emotions came to their hearts, and they didn't know how to react for a while.
They don't know how to react, but someone knows.
Zhou Yu stood up with a knife in his hand and replied respectfully: "Yes, sir!"
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