Masako opened her mouth and wanted to shout no, but the man's left hand held her neck. Her whole body was sore and soft, and she could not make a sound. She could only look at Honda opposite with her panic and begging eyes. Honda saw Masako's eyes, but there was no hesitation in her eyes. On the contrary, it added a few cruelty. The knife in her hand not only did not pause, but stabbed faster. Honda gritted her teeth and stabbed her blade into the bottom of Masako's left breast, as if she had paused. This was not Honda's soft hand, but Masako's ribs stuck in the blade.

Honda tried hard on his wrist and seemed to hear the slight sound of the cracked human bones. The tip of the knife had penetrated and pierced the man behind Masako. He wanted to nail it to the ground. Honda had already felt the tip of the knife stabbing the man's body, but he could not send the knife forward with all his strength. Just now, Masako's body blocked Honda's knife. Although it was only a short moment, for the master, this moment could determine a lot of things.

Things. The moment the man stabbed his chest, he stretched out his two fingers of his right hand to clamp the tip of the knife. Honda felt that the knife in his hand was solidified in the air and could not move. Then he heard a crisp sound. The knife that was solidified in the air suddenly released, and the strength of his body disappeared. His originally tight body flashed forward, and the huge force dislocated his right arm, and the long sword fell to the ground with Masako's body.

Only then did Honda see the half-kneeling opponent in front of him, but he saw half of the tip of the knife with his index finger and middle finger of his right hand - what kind of power is this? The man actually twisted the steel-forged sword with his finger. Perhaps only in life and death can people burst out with such huge potential! The Honda knife was out of hand, and the person was injured, and suddenly a chill in his heart. Before the man could get up, he turned around and ran out of the hole. Honda now had to admit that he could not be the opponent of this person, and even Keno Momoki, the number one master in the army in Xinjing, was not the opponent of this person.

Seeing that Honda Taro escaped, the man also stood up and chased after him. With his right hand raised, a little cold flew away, and half of the tip of the knife penetrated into Honda's butt. Honda let out a cry of pain, but his feet ran faster. As soon as the man chased the hole, he suddenly heard a moan like a sigh. It was the sound of Masako lying on the ground and unconscious. The man stopped and hesitated. He looked at Masako in the hole, then at Honda who was fleeing outside the hole, shook his head fiercely, and turned around and walked back into the hole.

...

Masako didn't know how many days and nights she had been in a coma. The huge pain in her chest made her feel numb. She couldn't open her eyes and couldn't figure out whether she was in a coma or awake. She only felt that her consciousness could not be controlled and wanted to escape from her body as much as possible, but a cool feeling and another hot warm current kept coming from her chest to pull her consciousness back. It was not until three days and three nights later that Masako woke up that the cool feeling came from the white medicine powder in the man's porcelain bottle, and the hot warm current came from the man's palm against his back.

When Masako woke up, she found that she was still in a cave, but it was not the cave last time. The man was sitting in front of her to apply medicine to her, and her body was fixed with a bandage made of clothes. There was not much medicine in the porcelain bottle, and the man used it all on Masako. The new knife wound on the man's chest and the original gunshot wound on the left leg were not applied. Masako opened her eyes and felt a heart-wrenching pain, and she couldn't help but let out a painful whisper. When the man heard it, he looked up at her with a strange look, and said calmly: "You woke up, it seems that you have survived it. This life should be saved. Shenji San and my internal strength can save your life. How long can it take to recover depends on yourself."

"Who are you? Why?" This is the first sentence Masako said to men.

"My name is Feng Xingzhi. I saved you because I swear. You should still remember that I once vowed to kill you with my own hands, so I can't let you die under Honda's knife."

The man's tone of answering was very reluctant, but this was not the answer Masako wanted. She asked again: "I don't want to ask why you saved me, I want to ask why all this is?"

Feng Xingzhi seemed to be looking at a distant place and said lightly: "If you want to know why, then I will tell you my story..." (The story before Feng Xingzhi and Kenxiong Momoki, Mr. Xiao had already told Feng Junzi and others in the previous article, so I will not repeat it here.)

Feng Xingzhi's story has been told for a long time. When the sky was finished, it was already dark. The fire at the entrance of the cave made his face look light and dark. He lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. Masako also looked at him for a while without saying a word. Finally, Feng Xingzhi spoke first: "I used you to block Honda's knife, which is also considered as I owe you a life. When Honda escaped, I realized that I did something wrong. My family is innocent. They shouldn't die because of me, so you will be the same. After you recover from your injury, I will send you back." After saying this, Feng Xingzhi ignored Masako's reaction and walked out of the cave.

The two of them were silent in the next few days, and they almost didn't talk to each other. Masako was very injured and had almost no strength to speak. Even opening her mouth would touch the wound on her chest. Feng Xingzhi tried not to contact Masako's eyes, and she just changed her medicine every day, and she also regularly supported her hands to support her back to deliver that strange warm current. Feng Xingzhi told Masako that they were very far away from Xinjing now, in a place called Bingheyu, where there was almost no people in this place, and they could only walk in when the mountains and rivers freeze in winter.

Masako's injuries were healing day by day, and she could already stagger on the ground for a few steps, but Feng Xingzhi's expression was much haggard than before. It seemed that the daily delivery of warm current to Masako was consumed a lot. After using up the medicine in the porcelain bottle, Masako's injuries also improved a lot, but new problems arose.

When Feng Xingzhi took Masako to hide in Binghe Valley, he did not bring dry food with him. During this period, he had been digging ice to fish or occasionally hunting wild animals in the snow to fill the belly of the two. However, more than a month later, the snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the ice on the river became thicker and thicker, and it was no longer possible to chisel ice. In addition, the traces of animals were lost in the mountains and fields. The food was less and less, and the weather was getting colder. The two had no clothes at all, and even if they were originally there, they were now pieces of cloth. The fire alone could no longer keep the cold. Masako barely held on the warm current that Feng Xingzhi sent to her body every day, but Feng Xingzhi became weaker and weaker. He no longer wiped his body with snow, but tried to hide in a slightly warm place behind the fire and sat cross-legged. Most of the limited food was given to Masako who was recovering from the injury. When the heavy snow closed the mountain for nearly two months, another accident occurred that almost caused the snow to force the two into a desperate situation.

It was dusk, and Feng Xingzhi, who was sitting cross-legged behind the fire, suddenly stood up, picked up his sword, and stood vigilantly at the entrance of the cave. At this time, the entrance of the cave could no longer be out, and a group of wild wolves surrounded the cave, as if afraid of the fire at the entrance of the cave, and had not approached. Masako also discovered this dangerous situation, but Feng Xingzhi signaled her not to get close to the entrance of the cave.

There were nine wolves in total, three of which were obviously larger in size, and one of the three had white fur, which was different from all other wolves. It depends on the situation. One person and one sword confronted the nine wild wolves through the fire, and no one moved. When it got dark, the fire gradually faded. The white wolf let out a low roar, and the wolf pack finally began to attack.

Two gray wolves jumped over the fire and rushed towards Feng Xingzhi. Feng Xingzhi took a step forward and waved his sword to stab a wolf's throat. At the same time, his left hand also hit the neck of the other wolf, knocking it into the fire. The unburned branches in the fire immediately burned the wolf's fur, and the injured wolf let out a long scream. The scream seemed to stimulate the ferociousness of the wolf pack. Three wolf rushed over side by side, and in the center was a larger wolf. It directly stepped on the body of the gray wolf in the fire and jumped towards Feng Xingzhi.

Feng Xingzhi swung his sword and stabbed the wolf on the right. His sword was very accurate and hit the vital point. From his throat until his heart flashed, the wolf that was stabbed fell to the ground and could no longer get up. But at this moment, Feng Xingzhi had already finished standing at the entrance of the cave and did not retreat. He dodged two steps in succession, kicked the other wolf away with his right foot, and the sword in his hand slashed the head of the giant wolf in the middle. The main power of the sword lies in the stabbing. The chopping action generally does not cause much damage, but Feng Xingzhi's sword is very sharp and has sufficient power, and it cuts into the skull of the giant wolf. The giant wolf was chopped to the ground. Feng Xingzhi used both hands to pull the sword out of the wolf's forehead. This pause gave other wolves a chance to attack.

He heard the roars and all the remaining wolves except the white wolf king rushed towards Feng Xingzhi from different angles. Feng Xingzhi had no way to attack alone. He lowered his body, turned around and kicked a whirlwind leg, and waved his arm, and the sword in his hand emitted a circle of arc light, attacking a fallen leaf sweep, surrounding the area around his body one meter away. The gray wolf that had just crawled out of the fire was kicked out again

, flew out of the cave from a distance and let out a scream. The kick completely knocked its chest to collapse, and it was obvious that it was inactive. The sword in Feng Xingzhi's hand also swept the neck of another gray wolf, almost breaking it. The wolf blood gushed and another wolf corpse fell to the ground. The other two wolves avoided it, while the remaining giant wolf jumped over Feng Xingzhi's head and jumped straight over Masako in the cave. This was something Feng Xingzhi never expected.

Masako squatted on the ground, leaning against the cave wall, her body shrank into a ball. The wolf rushed towards her, and the gray figure had already enveloped her. Masako screamed, closed her eyes in despair, and only a "clang" buzzing sound was heard in her ears, and the wild wolf did not pounce on her. She opened her eyes and looked at the fingertips. She saw a sword piercing the wolf's body from mid-air, and the sword spikes were still trembling. It turned out that Feng Xingzhi found that the wild wolf jumped over him and rushed towards Masako. She did not retreat but advanced. She stepped forward and stabbed a wild wolf in front of her with a sword. She turned around to avoid the attack of another wolf, and threw the sword over with her hand. Feng Xingzhi used the flying sword skill to save Masako from the kiss of the wolf, but her figure was no longer stable. The gunshot wound on her left leg had burst out again when she used the whirlwind leg just now.

Feng Xingzhi had a wild wolf beside him. He just couldn't hit him, but now he took advantage of his unstable body to rush up to Feng Xingzhi. Feng Xingzhi had no sword in his hand and could only resist, lift his left arm to block it. The wolf opened his mouth and bit it. Feng Xingzhi suddenly stepped forward and turned his left arm outward, clamping the wolf's head out in time. The wolf's sharp teeth also made a long hole in his arm, and blood immediately poured out. The wolf struggled desperately under Feng Xingzhi, but the arm that clamped its arm was as hard as iron pliers. Feng Xingzhi's breath-raising luck cut off the wolf's neck. Before he could let go of his hand, he felt a stinging pain in his right chest, and the healed knife wound had also cracked. At this time, he heard a shocking roar, and a huge white shadow rushed towards him - the white wolf king finally took action.

Feng Xingzhi couldn't stand steadily and could no longer stop the fierce attack. The figures of each person and the wolf rushed to the ground, striking a piece of dust. The picture seemed to be frozen at this moment. Feng Xingzhi fell to the ground with his back on his back, and his injured left arm was pressed by a wolf corpse, while his right arm was raised in front of his chest, and his throat locked his hand and grabbed the white wolf's throat. The huge white wolf lay on his body and opened his sharp teeth to his throat. Feng Xingzhi's fingers could break the sword made of steel, but now he has experienced hunger and coldness, and his body is injured. After a long battle, he can only barely resist the white wolf's throat but cannot push the other person away. He only felt his body soft, and the wolf kiss emitted an unpleasant smell getting closer and closer to his face. At this moment, he saw Masako from the corner of his eyes that he had stood in front of him at some point.

Masako held Feng Xingzhi's sword in both hands, which had just been pulled from the wolf corpse. Feng Xingzhi confronted Bailang at this time, and no one could move. Masako, who was originally the weakest, became the most powerful life in the cave at this time. Feng Xingzhi lay on the ground, his eyes touched Masako's eyes and found that Masako was also looking at him. Masako's eyes were sad, mercy, and hatred. Feng Xingzhi watched Masako raise the sword, and he closed his eyes. This sword could kill Bailang and also pierce his weak body. Feng Xingzhi, who could not support it, fainted at this moment.

...

When Feng Xingzhi woke up, he found himself lying on the floor made of wolf skin, wearing clothes made of wolf skin. There was no needle and thread in the hole, but Masako cut the edge of the wolf skin out of the small hole, and then used a very thin leather strip to sew it into simple clothes. Feng Xingzhi wanted to sit up, but he felt weak and dizzy. Masako did not notice that he woke up, but was still sitting in front of the fire at the entrance of the cave, roasting wolf meat, and wearing clothes made of wolf skin. Feng Xingzhi's Tianxin Sword was holding in Masako's hand at this time. This extremely sharp ancient sword was no longer a weapon to kill, but an iron stick to roast wolf meat.

Feng Xingzhi was really sick this time. He had a high fever for several days and there was no medicine in the cave. Masako kept applying snow balls to his forehead. Feng Xingzhi relied on his strong body and profound internal strength to survive. Of course, he also thanked the wolf skin and wolf flesh left by the group of wild wolves for keeping cold and hunger. Things in the world are really wonderful. Feng Xingzhi and Masako were almost buried in the wolf's mouth, but in the end it was this group of wolves who helped them through this winter when the snow was blocked by the mountains. The one who wanted to eat them was the wolf, and the one who saved them was also the group of wolves.

Three months later, it was early spring, and the weather was still cold, but the snow in the mountains had begun to melt, Feng Xingzhi and Masako's injuries were almost healed, and they were still silent. Feng Xingzhi wanted to find an opportunity to say something to Masako several times, but he always felt so difficult to speak. Although Masako didn't talk much, her expression was getting calmer. In addition to handing the roasted wolf meat to Feng Xingzhi's hands every day, she occasionally took the damaged parts of Feng Xingzhi's clothes to re-sewn. Although the two were silent, there was a very strange tacit understanding.

But they must have to leave. The ice and snow have begun to melt. If the glacier thaw, they will not be able to get out of the valley. Not long ago, Feng Xingzhi found a hot spring in the valley, not far behind the mountain where the cave was located. He came back and told Masako. Masako was very happy and must take a shower before leaving. She has liked to take a hot spring since she was a child, and she has not taken a shower for several months. After these months, Feng Xingzhi's beard and hair have grown in a mess. Two people in wolf skin are like savages in the mountains. Feng Xingzhi also feels that she should have a good washing.

Feng Xingzhi accompanied Masako to the hot spring with his sword. Masako took off her wolf-skin clothes and got into the hot spring naked. Feng Xingzhi stood by the hot spring with her back and shaved her beard with her sword. There were birds singing in the valley. The sun shone on the snow. A pure white area around the snow. The sky was blue, and even the wind became gentle. Masako had been soaking in the hot spring for a long time. Feng Xingzhi was not in a hurry, but just sat there quietly waiting. At this time, he heard Masako's voice behind him: "Master Feng, don't you come down to wash? I'll rub the mud on your back."

Masako's voice was not loud, but it seemed that the valley echoed in Feng Xingzhi's ears. He didn't know that there was a custom of men and women bathing together in the hot springs in Masako's hometown. He felt shy when he heard Masako's words. In fact, when he first kidnapped Masako, he had ravaged the woman's body many times, but now he felt shy for no reason. Feng Xingzhi didn't speak, and took off his wolf skin and turned into the hot springs.

The hot spring in the snow emitted a steaming white air. Feng Xingzhi took a while to adapt to the scene in front of him. Then he saw Masako sitting opposite him. Masako had washed away the dirt on her body, and her long hair was wet on her shoulders. Her white skin was a little red because of the hot spring soaked, showing a pink luster. Feng Xingzhi looked at Masako so carefully for the first time. He found that Masako's facial features were beautiful, and her plump breasts were just half floating on the water. As the water fluctuated, there were slight ripples rippling on her chest, and the tempting breath appeared faintly in the shallow fog.

Feng Xingzhi was lost in his mind, and he did not look away, and his body quietly reacted impulsively. There seemed to be a strange sense between the two. Feng Xingzhi's body responded, while Masako's face turned red. Masako did not speak, but took a deep breath, stood up from the waist-deep hot spring, opened her arms and walked towards Feng Xingzhi. Everything happened so natural. Feng Xingzhi sat in the water and hugged Masako's waist, buried her nose in her cleavage, and Masako's hand also hugged his back head. He hugged each other quietly for five minutes, maybe ten minutes, and the two almost broke this silence at the same time. Feng Xingzhi suddenly stood up from the water and held Masako's waist and hips with both hands. Masako's hands also slid from behind his head and hooked his neck, his legs wrapped around his waist, and his body turned into a twisting snake...

After a long time, the two of them calmed down again from the intense movements and lay quietly in the hot spring. Masako used her fingers to write gently on Feng Xingzhi's chest, and asked while writing: "Master Feng, you vow to kill me with your own hands. Has this vow changed now?"

Feng Xingzhi: "I, Feng, the vow I made will never change, so I will kill you with my own hands, but the time may not be necessary. In a few decades, I may be able to do this when you are dying."

Masako sighed softly: "It's impossible for decades. Honda will definitely kill me after I go back. Actually, in the cave that day, I already knew that he was not here to save me. He wanted to kill you and me at the same time."

...

In the guest room of Bingyu Hotel in Bingheyu Scenic Area, Feng Junzi told Taomuling the story of Feng Xingzhi and Masako sixty years ago. When talking about a scene in the hot spring, Feng Junzi couldn't help but sigh: "Things of the world are unpredictable, and the will of heaven are impermanent. I didn't expect that Masako would die in the hands of Feng Xingzhi in the end."

Momokisuke couldn't help asking when he heard this: "What happened to them after they left Bingheyu? Didn't Honda Taro want to kill Masako?"

Feng Junzi: "No, after Masako returned, Taro Honda had already died in the Pacific battlefield, and Keno Momogi was also transferred to the Pingyou Port in the coastal coast. No one noticed a woman like Masako. She first returned to her parents' home, and then when she arrived in Xinjing, no one asked where she had been in the past few months - Taro Honda kept saying that his wife had gone back to her parents' home for a while."

Momoki Ling was still unsatisfied and asked, "Did they meet again later? How did Masako die at Feng Xingzhi's hands?"
Chapter completed!