The weather in the mountains was unpredictable, and suddenly a gust of wind blew out the sky. He followed the exit of the secret passage that Xie Yun had not covered when he came in for the second time, and a damp moisture was swept in. The torch in the ear chamber jumped violently. At one point, several silhouettes rippled tight.
The master of Qinglong shouted: "What are you still doing? Are they all dead?"
Bei Dao is a legend, but in the hearts of the gong people, the "tyrant" of Qinglong Lord, who can make people want to survive but not die, is even more terrifying. He gave an order, and several gong knockers did not hesitate to ask Ji Yun. swarmed up.
Ji Yunchen gently swung the long knife in his hand, his face seemed a little tired, and he repeated to someone, "Let's go."
But the few people around were reluctant to leave, and Zhou Fei could hardly take her eyes off the legendary "Broken Water and Wrapped Silk".
"Double swords and one sword withered hands" is like a few withered and yellow rhizomes of lotus roots in the mud to her and even the entire Central Plains martial arts. But it is already an old scene of people copying what they say.
The northern sword that turned into a cook, and the mountain sword with only one sheath left, all made people feel embarrassed when they looked at it.
Who would have thought that "broken water and silk" could come back to life one day
Zhou Fei originally thought that the dangerous and treacherous Bei Dao would be like the legendary "Purple Electric Green Frost", but the sword in Ji Yunchen's hand was far from being as dazzling as she imagined. She even felt that Ji Yunchen's stern swordsmanship was better than his. The few tricks drawn with the pointing knife are still inconspicuous.
It seems to be an ancient and simple killing technique. There is a strong sense of rhythm in the gestures of the Northern Swordsman. No matter whether others are chasing, blocking, or pressing step by step, nothing can destroy his inherent pace.
The dim light of the blade reminded Zhou Fei of the thin "pulling machine" in the Ximo River for no reason. The broad back of the blade and the slender blade seem to be appearances. There may be a soul in his swordsmanship, but the soul has only a narrow line. When it flows, it is like a thousand-fold cobweb, and when it stops, there is only a very inconspicuous trace of blood... and a life.
Ji Yunchen didn't like to run around like Zhou Fei did. His footsteps were almost within three feet, and there seemed to be an invisible circle around him. He seemed lazy and refused to step out of that circle. Anyone who gets close will have his throat cut with a knife.
This is the real killer knife.
Zhou Fei had always thought that "murderous intent" meant "surging up", but only now did she realize the real murderous intent. When the cook stood there slightly stooped, the entire ear room was enveloped under the blade of his blade, which actually caused an indescribable trembling feeling.
The formation that once made Zhou Fei miserable came to Ji Yunchen, and it seemed to be a group of ridiculous puppets. Falling into the quagmire, but at the moment, this big net has been hooked around by Ji Yunchen, and I can't see the ease with which he was shaking in the inn that day. The people who beat the gongs don't seem to be surrounded at all, but rather like lining up to deliver food!
Zhou Fei watched intently, but Xie Yun sighed softly.
Zhou Fei: "What?"
Xie Yun said softly: "Be careful."
His voice fell, and the scene changed.
Zheng Luosheng, the master of Qinglong who was guarded by a group of people, was a villain who rolled up when he saw the mat. He could only see the rabbits rise and fall, and the people he brought with him were killed by Ji Yunshen with a knife. Eighth, Zheng Luosheng immediately decided to take the big move of "Heroes don't suffer immediate losses".
He took a step forward abruptly, and slapped Ji Yunshen's head with a mighty palm, making a desperate gesture.
Then the two of them passed a dozen or so tricks in a blink of an eye. Just when Zhou Fei thought that this person also had the courage to fight to the death, Zheng Luosheng suddenly reached out and grabbed one of his subordinates without warning, and shoved it to Ji Yunchen as if he was forced to buy and sell. That action was exactly the same as Zhou Fei's action of stuffing the scabbard into his hand!
Zhou Fei has been stealing other people's teachers since she was alive. Unexpectedly, when Feng Shui took turns, she was also learned a trick by others - it was such a shameless trick, she was dumbfounded for a while, and she didn't know what to say.
Zheng Luosheng took the opportunity to flicker, and rushed to the exit at the other end of the ear room, intending to throw all his gong knockers here as a burden and force a breakthrough!
Several people shouted "No" in their hearts at the same time.
Because the gang of dung sticks in the living and dead are not serious all day long. Except for harming people, they are just messing around. If you want to let this person go out, you will inevitably have ghosts and entanglements in the future.
Zhou Fei chased after him without even thinking about it.
Although Xie Yun knew that it would be very troublesome to let Zheng Luosheng run away, but he also knew the truth of "poor thieves don't chase after them".
When he was in a hurry, he was very quick, and he grabbed Zhou Fei's long braid hanging behind him with a smoky wickedness.
Zhou Fei had pulled Duan Jiuniang's hair, but now that the feng shui was in turn, she also experienced what it would be like to have her braid pulled, her scalp was in severe pain, and she was about to jump on the spot.
Xie Yun innocently retracted the dog's claws, turned his back, and glared back confidently.
Zhou Fei: "…"
Look at this bastard's affection for blocking the knife just now.
With this delay, the Qinglong Lord was about to run away, and another mountain wind whistled into the secret passage, flowing into the secret passage of the nine-curved corridor, and was changed by the countless narrow passages, making a whimper like a mountain ghost crying at night. At this moment, Yin Pei suddenly moved his feet and blocked the door.
He pretended to be dead and fell down beside him. This appearance immediately reminded the Azure Dragon Lord, Zheng Luosheng, that he was chasing people and taking risks several times. Isn't that just for this little white face? He thought that a broken water would be entangled in the middle, and he was about to succeed, but who would have thought that this kid would actually bump into it by himself!
This is achieved without any effort.
How could Zheng Luosheng be polite to him? He grabbed Yin Pei's collar and held him in his hand like a hawk pounced on a rabbit.
Ji Yunchen had already dealt with the unfortunate gong knocker just now. Seeing Yin Pei falling into the hands of the Azure Dragon Lord, he immediately roared angrily, took the knife and turned to slash at the Azure Dragon Lord's back. The Azure Dragon Lord suddenly accelerated, not very much. I care—because Ji Yunchen is still two steps away, the Mu Yunsha on his body is enough to handle it.
Yin Pei laughed strangely. Taking advantage of Zheng Luosheng's attention, he suddenly shot like an electric shock and took several shots on Zheng Luosheng's shoulder.
Yin Pei's martial arts accomplishments are really limited, and he shouldn't have such skills at first, but this movement is as if he has been trained for a thousand times, amazingly fast and amazingly skilled.
Zheng Luosheng couldn't dodge on the way to escape, and he was shocked immediately - Yin Pei just pressed it gently and skillfully, although it was not painful or itchy, it untied the Mu Yunsha that didn't fit him well!
The soft armor that was tightly wrapped around him suddenly loosened and collapsed. Zheng Luosheng's back suddenly lost its barrier, and the broken water and silk seemed to have pierced into his back. He slammed and threw Yin Pei out. The little white face immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, like a broken bowl of red soup, and fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.
After all, he was raised by his own hands. Although he was a white-eyed wolf, Ji Yunchen still trembled fiercely in his heart: "Apei!"
Zheng Luosheng tore off the Mu Yunsha on his body, raised his hand and slammed it on Ji Yunchen's face.
Ji Yunchen was worrying about Yin Pei, when he saw the old mountain and river sword flying, he instinctively reached out to catch it, but as soon as he touched it, his palm was stinging - there was actually a string of small scorpion tails on Mu Yunsha's tail. Hook, stabbed him straight, and immediately saw blood. The blood that came out saw the wind turn black, like a poisonous snake with black gas, and quickly climbed up along his rough palm.
The hook is actually poisonous, and it is only stronger than the poison when the shopkeeper Hua was injured by Jiulong Sou!
Zheng Luosheng, who fled in a hurry, paused, turned his head and sneered at Ji Yunshen: "The back needle of the wasp's tail, also called 'beautiful grace', has never been the most uncomfortable. Master Ji, how does it feel?"
Ji Yun looked at her hand indifferently, and Zhou Fei's heart rose to her throat for a moment, thinking that he was going to break his wrist to survive like a flower shopkeeper.
Who knew that Ji Yunchen suddenly laughed.
He has never been happy in his life, and after a long time, his face is full of sadness. Even when he smiles, there seems to be a lot of thoughts in his folded brows, which are indescribable anger and loneliness.
"Beauty En..." Ji Yun repeated in a low voice, and suddenly stepped forward.
In the narrow road, even a slender girl like Zhou Fei would have to be restricted from moving, but it was not an obstacle to breaking the water and entangling the silk. No one expected that Ji Yunchen would kill the dragon master even with poisonous hair.
Zheng Luosheng had been prepared for a long time, and when he saw his shot, he immediately swept back, Ji Yunchen's knife was chasing after him, and the black energy in his hand climbed up to his neck in an instant, and then spread to his face. The haggard face looked like a dead man.
Zheng Luosheng cherished his life like a miser who died with gold. Seeing this lunatic disregarding poisoning and seeking death, he became more and more motivated. He felt that Ji Yunchen was simply unreasonable.
When he said this, his voice suddenly stopped.
Zheng Luosheng felt as if he stepped on something.
He turned his head in disbelief, and saw that Yin Pei, who was sent flying by his palm, was not dead.
The gloomy-faced youth curled up like a dog in the corner of the wall, brushed aside the blood on his face, grinned at him with a malicious smile, moved his lips silently, and Yin Pei said, "Go on your way."
Outside the secret passage, there was a blast of thunder on the ground, and the cold electric light even penetrated into the long and narrow secret passage.
At the same time, there was also a loud noise under Zheng Luosheng's feet, which merged with the rumbling thunder, and the entire secret passage seemed to be shaky...
Taking advantage of his distraction, Yin Pei threw a low-level thunderbolt at the feet of the Qinglong Lord!
This time, the Qinglong Lord was finally unavoidable. He screamed and screamed. Ji Yunchen didn't hesitate any longer. He stabbed a knife into his chest, and his wrist turned abruptly.
Zheng Luosheng's howling like killing a pig stopped abruptly. He was so afraid of death that he couldn't believe this fact. His eyes widened for a while, almost showing some confusion.
Immediately outside, another flash of lightning fell, and the light that leaked in illuminated Ji Yunchen's face. Stones and gravels fell rustling in the secret passage, and violent vibrations reverberated in the secret passage.
The struggling light in Zheng Luosheng's eyes finally dimmed.
Ji Yunchen stared at him without blinking, his pupils opened, and then without drawing the knife, he let go of the hand that held the knife.
He staggered and took a few steps back, as if trying to stabilize his body. He casually reached out and grabbed a few hands on the gradually cracked earth wall of the secret passage, but in the end he still sat down on the ground in an embarrassment.
Ji Yunchen's mouth twitched, as if he wanted to laugh, but unfortunately the smile died in the middle. He leaned against the wall and stared at Zheng Luosheng's corpse for a while, then closed his eyes slightly as if he was very tired. .
Xie Yun threw Zhou Fei's whip on his shoulder and listened for a moment, only to feel that the noise in the secret passage was getting louder and louder, and said, "I'm afraid this secret passage is about to collapse, so get out of here first!"
Zhou Fei didn't even care about taking revenge on him for pulling the braid, she stepped forward to help Ji Yunchen, and said quickly: "Senior, that big catfish is a hidden weapon other than poison, and there must be an antidote on his body, you wait. I'll search for…”
Ji Yunchen clasped her wrist lightly, pushed it aside involuntarily, smiled, and whispered, "Why, girl, don't you know what a soul-searching needle is?"
Zhou Fei was very at a loss.
Xie Yun urged Wu Chuchu to go quickly, and whispered to Zhou Fei: "'Searching for the upper body of a lonely soul and going away as a wild ghost', the soul-searching needle was originally called 'Big Return Needle', which is a secret method outside the customs. It makes people go thousands of miles in a day, 'resurrection', no matter how many illnesses, how many deadly injuries, can be covered, making you feel... as if you lost the old days."
Ji Yunshen continued: "Then the light will return to the light, and it will stop for three minutes..."
There was a "crashing" sound outside the secret passage, something punctured the sky-swelling Tianhe, roaring and dumping into the world, and the heavy rain plummeted.
There was an old fishy smell in the soil, Ji Yunshen's eyelashes were drooping, his expression was slack, and he became fascinated at this juncture, and then his eyes moved slightly and fell on Yin Pei.
Yin Pei froze when he heard the words "Return to the Light, Return to the Light", and looked at Ji Yunshen with a complicated expression.
Ji Yunchen thought for a while, it seemed that he should have a thousand words to say, but when it came to the end, there were only a few words left, and he felt that there was nothing to talk about. Ji Yun smiled and said in a low voice for the third time, "Let's go."
Zhou Fei: "Wait..."
Before she finished saying "wait", the exit on the side of the secret road suddenly collapsed. The narrow road was already old, and Yin Pei's thunderbolt became the last straw.
The gravel fell like a torrent, Ji Yunshen pushed Zhou Fei out abruptly.
Zhou Fei staggered a few steps and was supported by Xie Yun. The place where she stood just now was blocked by the falling sand and gravel, blocking Bei Dao at that end, and the passage was still turbulent.
Ji Yunchen felt a sharp pain in his legs and was pressed by the boulder, but he didn't hide.
The soul-searching needle's return to light should not have been so short, but now Zheng Luosheng is dead, and the little energy that supported him has also slackened. The tremors of the secret passage mixed with the thunder, and one had to be very careful to hear the sound of wind and rain. Gradually, the sound of wind and rain faded, and Ji Yunchen knew that it was not that the rain had passed, but that his five senses and six senses were fading.
For no reason, he remembered that when he entered Guanzhong at the beginning of the year, he happened to see a painting in a restaurant.
The shop is arty, and I don’t know which shoddy folk artist I bought it from. The painting is not worth looking at. Only an ancient poem is hung on the corner. "Young man listens to the rain song and goes upstairs. The red candle is dimmed... and now I listen to the rain monk's house..."
The temples have stars.