Chapter 794 (2/2)

Everyone took a breath, thinking that both of them would become the dead souls of Shi Fuqiu.

However, the moment the soldier looked up, the knife awns all over the sky suddenly disappeared, and Shi Fuqiu's knife still maintained the falling posture, but did not chop it down.

The soldier's knife, however, raised his hand and stabbed him in the abdomen at the moment when Shi Fuqiu did his best to tighten the blade, spraying a column of blood.

The leaves splashed with blood were shaky. Shi Fuqiu looked at the soldier quietly, and the soldier also looked at Shi Fuqiu quietly.

Bian Ding opened his eyes strangely after hearing the sound of ”Ding”. Until he saw the face of the soldier beside him, his face showed a half ignorant look.

”You...” Shi Fuqiu's face was surprised at first, then calm. Now he was relieved and seemed to be mixed with a touch of happiness.

His hand stroked the soldier holding the handle all the way along the blade inserted into his abdomen.

The soldier pulled out his knife when he tried to hold himself in his hand, with a bloody arc.

”My mother's surname is Fang and my name is Fang Weidong. I vowed to avenge the killing of my mother by myself on the gate of Danfeng palace.” In his red eyes, blood burst out, and there was a twist mixed with pleasure on his face, which made his whole person look very ferocious.

Shi Fuqiu, who was originally invincible, lost some vitality after being stabbed in the abdomen, as if he had grown old quickly. After Fang Weidong pulled out his knife, he leaned on the ground with a long knife and knelt on one knee without moving.

Just like the root of a dead tree that has been dead for many years, it is full of gray and black wind and frost traces, but it is full of vigorous lines.

Shi Fuqiu covered the flowing blood in his abdomen with one hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the other hand. Suddenly, he bent his lips and smiled happily: ”well, I Shi Fuqiu still have a little blood left in the world.”

Bian Ding didn't fully understand until now why the sword Qi suddenly disappeared and why Shi Fuqiu was stabbed in the abdomen by such a person with weak internal power.

It turned out that Shi Fuqiu knew that even if he killed Bian Ding by the knife, the rest would be trapped animals and dead fighting, with no vitality.

Shi Jiajun and other soldiers can disarm without killing, but Shi Fuqiu and his son Shi Jialiang will die no matter whether they vote or not.

Before he persuaded Xiao Yanjun, it was only because he still had some Shi Family Blood in his body, was the emperor's parent-child, and had a glimmer of vitality.

Now under the knife, I saw Fang Weidong's face.

Shi Fuqiu suddenly remembered that he had such a son who committed crimes and meritorious deeds.

If he kills him, I don't know if I can let the emperor be extra kind to him. Maybe there will be a chance to make him a dream bright future in the future.

Since he was dead, he would not use his own death to pave a broad road for his only son who could survive.

Since Fang Weidong was born, as a father, he has never done anything for him.

Never grew up with him, but also brought an indelible shadow to his childhood, so that he almost embarked on a road of no return.

At present, he will trade his life for his future, which is the only and last thing he does for him as a father.

Fang Weidong obviously didn't know how many waves had churned in Shi Fuqiu's heart in this short moment, and there were huge waves. After a lifetime of self condemnation, Fang Weidong raised his hand again as his final salvation.

The vengeful snake in Fang Weidong's heart has rushed out of his body, shouting and stirring his whole blood, and can't wait to meet the bloody pleasure of revenge.

At the moment when the tip of his knife was about to sink into Shi Fuqiu's chest, an urgent voice came from the Mongolian camp: ”leave someone under the knife!”