The mountain breeze blows gently and the night is dark.
On a moonless night, the star in the distant sky is the only bright light above our head.
The martial arts fanatic was still lying on the ground, with no intention of getting up.
He felt very bored and had no interest in doing anything. He even felt that getting up was meaningless.
Where to go when you get up? What to do
Therefore, Fang Yan had been gone for a long time, and he was still lying in the same place, without any mosquito bites or poisonous snake attacks.
He merged into the surrounding environment. He became a stone and a tree. He became a part of this world.
The chirping of insects around suddenly disappeared, and the grass branches blown by the breeze stopped swaying.
Time stood still and the whole world suddenly froze.
It was a feeling that made the whole body tense, as if the hair on the body was pressed even harder against the skin. It was sticky and uncomfortable.
Wu Chi's eyes were slightly stern, but they became gentle again in an instant, and he said, "Please sit down wherever you want. I won't get up to entertain you."
A man in a black robe was standing on a big rock not far away. After hearing Wu Chi's words, he moved to the place where Wu Chi was lying and sat cross-legged without any movement of his body.
He looked at the bored martial arts fanatic and asked in a deep voice, "Why? Are you interested in his talent?"
"I promised you, and I have done it." Wu Chi said impatiently. He didn't like the feeling of having his secrets exposed, even though his secrets were always easily seen through.
"You just did it." The gray-robed man said. "You didn't do it."
"The young man who can decipher my fairy's flower offerings -- the young man who can break my cracked sword formation -- it would be a lie to say that I am not afraid of him. This is a good seedling." Wu Chi sighed softly. "Why bother?"
"I saw it all." The gray-robed man said, "Otherwise, with your true strength, how could he escape so easily? You are a man who would not easily retreat even when facing Qinglong Moqingdi. It is not easy for him to defeat you, so how could he be beaten by this kid and unable to get up for a long time? Wu Chi, you have no acting skills and you can't act."
"I don't have any acting skills, so I don't want to act." Wu Chi said. "I said, I won't kill him myself, I'll just waste some of his strength----
"If you don't kill him, he will still die because of you - what difference does it make?" said the gray-robed man. "You know he will not be able to leave Yijian Mountain tonight. You can't let him leave Yijian Mountain either."
"Not necessarily." Wu Chi said.
"Not necessarily?" The gray-robed man looked at Wu Chi in surprise and said, "Are you so confident in him?"
"He is a unique person, and he is also a person who can always bring surprises to others. I know some physiognomy, and he is not a short-lived person."
"Even if you didn't consume too much of his energy in advance -- do you know who he will face today?"
"have no idea."
"The King of Hell holds the diabolo, the Arhat fist is a rotten wood-----"
"Those two shameless lackeys. They were born to be brothers----"
The grey-robed man was not angry either, and said with a smile: "There is also an old friend of yours - Lord Dao Luo Jin."
"Luo Jin?" Wu Chi's expression froze, and he said with a bitter smile, "I didn't expect you would invite him out too. Luo Jin has been missing for twenty years, right?"
"No, twenty-four years."
"Do you know where he went?"
"Know."
"Where did you go?"
"In the nameless mountain."
"The Wuming Temple in Wuming Mountain?"
"Yes. He is in the Wuming Temple in Wuming Mountain."
"Why is he there?"
"Because he didn't want to leave."
Wu Chi suddenly sat up straight and said, "You gave him the sword manual?"
"Yes. I gave him the sword manual."
"No wonder." The martial arts fanatic's eyes glowed with light as he said, "The Sword Manual by the great sword master Li Dazui can indeed allow a person to stay in one place incognito for 24 years, and it is indeed worthy of being entrusted with one's life----"
"Give the rouge to the beauty, and the sword to the hero -- the Sword Manual should have been given to Luo Jin. He is the only one who is qualified to get it." The gray-robed man said. "He is the most skilled swordsman in the inner world for so many years."
The martial arts fanatic finally got up from the ground. He looked at the gray-robed old man sitting cross-legged opposite him and said, "What do you want? Why did you recruit so many masters to work for you?"
"For a wish."
"What's your wish?"
"You will know later." The gray-robed man said. "Twenty years ago, you were defeated by Qinglong Moqingdi and fell into a martial arts block. You ran hundreds of miles to Wuming Mountain and asked me to give you some advice. I taught you a move."
"Yes." The martial arts fanatic nodded. "You taught me the fairy offering flowers. I learned 3,200 variations of martial arts from the fairy offering flowers, and then I successfully broke through the barrier----"
"So you promise to help me do three things."
"I have already made the first one for you today."
"There are two more." The gray-robed man said, "I don't want to do this again next time without making any effort."
"--------"
"Just keep lying down." The gray-robed man said. "It's a nice breeze here, and you can enjoy the view of the mountain. The big show down there should be starting soon, right?"
"Why don't you do it yourself?" Wu Chi suddenly asked. "Why don't you kill him yourself?"
"Because I promised to spare his life."
"Then why did you let someone else kill him?"
"No one promised to spare his life." The gray-robed man said something very difficult to understand. Wu Chi had a low IQ and thought about it for several rounds before he could understand what this sentence meant.
After the gray-robed man finished speaking, he stretched out his body and disappeared from where he was.
"The big show should start now." Wu Chi muttered to himself. "What a pity, don't underestimate the enemy------"
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Fang Yan was very angry, mad at Snake King.
As a snake slave whose snake eye is controlled by someone, you must protect the safety of your master at all times, because if your master is not safe, your life will also be in danger----
Fang Yan originally thought that the snake king was silently protecting him in a dark corner. Isn't it the nature of snakes to bite people unexpectedly when they are not prepared
But now he was facing the King of Hell's Palm, the Diabolo, and the Arhat Fist, and there was also a Sword Master Luo Jin standing by, waiting to chop him down at any time. At this time, Fang Yan needed help. He needed a brother who could fight side by side with him and whom he could trust with his back.
In front of Fang Yan stood Dao Jun Luo Jin and Luohan Fist Xiu Mu, and behind him stood Yan Wang Zhang Diabolo and the masked man in black.
If the Snake King didn't show up again, Fang Yan would face the tragic situation of being attacked from both sides - if Fang Yan was pinched to death, what would be the point even if the Snake King's venomous snake was so powerful
Of course, Fang Yan had some guesses in his mind. Did the Snake King betray him and join them to deal with him, waiting for him to die so that he could take back his Snake Eye
Fang Yan sneered in his heart, you want to take back something you gave away? I will eat it in one bite and never give it back to you.
It's just that I feel a little disgusted when eating that thing, but I'm going to die soon anyway, so I can't be so particular about it.
It would be too time-consuming to have someone wash and cook it before eating it, right
No one answered, and the Snake King seemed to be dead.
died
Fang Yan was shocked.
This possibility does exist.
While he was fighting fiercely with the martial arts fanatic, it was not impossible for these ambushers to kill the Snake King silently.
However, the Snake King was quite powerful, and he was in the forest, where every insect and beast could be his helper or vassal. If they wanted to get rid of the Snake King, it would take a lot of effort, right? In the process, the Snake King couldn't even send a reminder message
What happened in the meantime that I don’t know about
"Snake Lord-----" Fang Yan shouted again. "Your sister is out-----"
Fang Yan thought it would be a better idea to lie to him. Maybe once he heard that his sister was out, he would not be able to hide anymore.
"No need to shout." Kuchiki sneered. "He's already dead."
"Dead?" Fang Yan felt a little uncomfortable when his guess was confirmed.
"You said too much." Kong Zhu was very dissatisfied with his idiot brother. After scolding his brother, he looked at Dao Jun and said, "Who will make the first move, you or us?"
"I just threw five strikes." Sword Master Luo Jin said. "I'll throw five more strikes. If five strikes don't kill him, then it'll be your turn."
"Okay." said Diabolo.
"Why let him come first?" said Xiumu dissatisfiedly. "I also want to kill this guy. He said I am not as good-looking as you-----"
"You're really not as good-looking as your brother." Fang Yan said, wanting to delay for a while.
"You bastard----"
"Shut up." Kong Zhu shouted loudly. If that guy wasn't his brother, he would have wanted to kill him.
"------"
Kongzhu and Xiumu retreated, leaving the wide battlefield to Fang Yan and Luo Jin. They guarded on both sides, one on the left and one on the right, to prevent Fang Yan from suddenly running away while fighting.
Fang Yan knew the deep meaning of their actions and wanted to ask them angrily: Where is the most basic trust between people
Sword Master Luo Jin held a long sword in his hand and stared at Fang Yan with his dead fish eyes without blinking.
Fang Yan was also looking at Luo Jin, looking into Luo Jin's eyes.
It was strange, his eyes were cold, but there was no murderous intent in them.
Could it be that he doesn't want to kill himself
Fang Yan knew that the possibility was very low.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to kill himself, he just treats himself as a pig and a chicken.
Is there any butcher who has murderous intent in his eyes when killing pigs and chickens
They just regard it as a profession, a habit, a means of making a living. For them, stabbing a pig's neck or cutting off a chicken's neck is just a trivial matter. Why do they need to have murderous intentions
Fang Yan felt threatened and felt the huge deterrent power brought by the knife in this man's hand.
Luo Jin, holding a long sword in his hand, walked towards Fang Yan step by step.
Yes, he walked.
He didn't run for help, nor did he bend down to dive. He just walked towards Fang Yan step by step like an idiot.
He walked in front of Fang Yan and stopped, then slashed at Fang Yan's head with his knife. (To be continued)