The mountain breeze blows gently and the night is dark. "The top story"
On a moonless night, the star in the distant sky is the only bright light overhead.
Wu Chi was still lying on the ground, showing no intention of getting up.
He felt very boring and had no interest in anything. I even find getting up to be boring.
Get up and go where? do what
Therefore, Fang Yan has been gone for a long time, and he is still lying in the same place. No mosquito bites or poisonous snakes.
He blended in with his surroundings. He became a stone and a tree. He became part of that world.
The buzzing of insects around him suddenly disappeared, and the grass branches blown by the breeze no longer swayed.
Time stood still and the whole world suddenly froze.
There is a feeling of tension all over the body, as if the hairs on the body are pressed closer to the skin. It's sticky and uncomfortable.
Wu Chi's eyes were slightly stern, but he became gentle in an instant, and said: "Just leave, and he won't get up to entertain you."
A man in black robes stood in front of a big rock not far away. After hearing Wu Chi's words, without any movement of his body, he moved to the position where Wu Chi lay down and walked cross-legged eastward.
He looked at the bored Wu Chi and asked in a deep voice: "What? Are you interested in cherishing talents?"
"He has already done what he promised me." Wu Chi said impatiently. He didn't like the feeling of having his inner thoughts revealed, although his inner thoughts were always easily seen through.
"I'll just do it." The man in gray robe said. "It didn't happen."
"The young man who can understand the flowers presented by his fairies - the young man who can break his cracking sword array - it is false to say that he does not hesitate to do so. That is a good seedling." Wu Chi sighed softly. "Why bother?"
"He has seen everything." The man in gray robe said: "Otherwise, with my true strength, how could he escape so easily? If I am wrong, Qinglong will not underestimate the enemy and will not retreat easily. He It’s not easy to win against me, so how could I be beaten so hard by that kid that I couldn’t get up for a long time—Wu Chi, I have no acting skills and I can’t act.”
"He has no acting skills, so he doesn't want to act," Wu Chi said. "He said that if he didn't kill him with his own legs, it would cost him a lot of energy——
"If I don't kill him, he will still die because of me - what difference does it make?" said the man in gray robe. "I know he will not be able to walk out of Yijian Mountain tomorrow morning. I cannot let him walk out of Yijian Mountain."
"Not necessarily." Wu Chi said.
"Not necessarily?" The man in gray robe looked at Wu Chi in surprise and said, "Am I wrong that he is so confident?"
"He is a unique person, and he is also a person who can always bring surprises to people - he knows some physiognomy, and he is not a short-lived person."
"Even if I don't consume too much of his physical energy in advance - do I know who he will meet tomorrow?"
"have no idea."
"The King of Hell palms diabolo, and the Arhat fists rotten wood-----"
"Those two shameless bastards. They were born to be brothers----"
The man in gray robe was not angry and said with a smile: "I have an old friend of mine——Sword Lord Luo Jin."
"Luo Jin?" Wu Chi's expression froze, and he smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't expect that we even invited him out. It's been twenty years since Luo Jin disappeared?"
"No, twenty-four years."
"Do I know where he went?"
"Know."
"Where have you gone?"
"In the Nameless Mountain."
"The nameless temple in the nameless mountain?"
"That's right. His nameless temple in the nameless mountain."
"Why is he there?"
"Because he didn't want to leave."
Wu Chi suddenly straightened up and said, "Did I give him the sword manual?"
"Yes. He gave him the sword manual."
"No wonder." Wu Chi's eyes radiated divine light and he said: "The "Sword Manual" written by Li Dazui, the swordsman king of the generation, can indeed allow people to stay in one place and remain anonymous for twenty-four years, and it is indeed worthy of trusting people with their lives----" "
"Red pink is given to beauties, and swords are given to heroes - the Book of Swords should have been given to Luo Jin. He is the only one who is qualified to get it." The man in gray robe said. "He is the best swordsman in the world in so many years."
Wu Chi finally got up from the ground. He looked at the old man in gray robe who was walking in front of him with his legs crossed, and said: "What on earth do I want to ask for? I have gathered so many high-legged people to sacrifice their lives for me. What?"
"Just deny one wish."
"What wish?"
"I'll know later." The man in gray robe said. "Twenty years ago, I was defeated by Qinglong and Mo underestimated the enemy. I was trapped in a martial arts barrier and couldn't extricate myself. I traveled hundreds of miles a month to Wuming Mountain and asked him to show me the maze - he taught me a move."
"No." Wu Chi nodded. "I taught him the trick of Fairy Flowers. From Fairy Flowers, he understood the 3,200 changes in martial arts, and then he successfully broke through the obstacles----"
"So I promised to do three things for him."
"I've already done the first one for me tomorrow."
"There are two of them." The man in gray robe said: "He doesn't want Dongji to be like that again."
"--------"
"I continue to lie down," the man in gray robe said. "The wind there is fresh and refreshing, and you can watch the great times in Shandong - the drama in the east should also begin?"
"Why don't I do it myself?" Wu Chi suddenly asked. "Why don't I kill him myself?"
"Because he promised them to spare his life."
"Then why did I ask them to kill him again?"
"They didn't promise to spare his life." The man in gray robe said something very difficult to pronounce. Wu Chi had a low IQ, and it took him several times to figure out what Hong's words meant.
After the man in gray robe finished speaking, he stretched out his body and disappeared from where he was.
"The drama should begin." Wu Chi murmured to himself. "Hey, don't underestimate the enemy------"
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Fang Yan was very angry and angry with Snake Lord.
As a snake slave who has been controlled by someone with snake eyes, I beg to protect my master’s safety at all times, because if my master is not safe, my life is not safe either——
Fang Yan originally thought that the snake king was protecting him silently in the dark corner. Wouldn't it violate the snake's nature to bite people when they are not prepared
But now he encountered the Diabolo of the King of Hell and the Kuchiki of the Arhat Fist. There was a sword master Luo Jin who was watching Dandan next to him, and Keke could strike with his sword at any time - at that time Fang Yan needed help. He needs a brother who can fight side by side with him and can trust his back with confidence.
In front of Fang Yan stood Sword Master Luo Jin and Arhat Fist Kuchiki, and behind him stood Yama Palm Diabolo and the masked man in black.
If Snake Lord never appears again, Fang Yan will encounter the tragic situation of being attacked from both sides - if Fang Yan is pinched to death, what's the point no matter how powerful Snake Lord's venomous snakes are
Of course, Fang Yan also had speculations in his mind. No, no, that kid Snake Lord has betrayed and joined them to wrongly pay him. When he dies, he will take back his snake eyes----
Fang Yan sneered in his heart, did he really want to take back the things he gave away? Even if he eats it in one bite, he won't give it to me again.
Just because I felt a little nauseous when I ate that food, I was almost dying anyway, so I couldn't pay that much attention.
Isn’t it too time-consuming to have people wash and cook them before eating them
No one answered, and Snake Lord seemed dead.
died
Fang Yan was shocked.
Does that kind of coherence really exist
While he was fighting fiercely with Wu Chi, it was not impossible for their ambushes to quietly kill the Snake Lord.
But, the Snake Lord is not weak, and he is in a mountain forest, where every insect and beast has his helpers and subordinates - if they want to get rid of the Snake Lord, it should also take a lot of effort? During that process, Mr. Snake couldn't even send a reminder message
What happened in the middle that I don't know about
"Snake Lord-----" Fang Yan shouted again. "My sister is out-----"
Fang Yan thought it would be a good idea to lie to him, maybe he wouldn't be able to hide as soon as he heard that his sister came out.
"No need to shout." Kuchiki sneered again and again. "He is dead."
"Dead?" Fang Yan felt a little uncomfortable when his guess was confirmed.
"I talked too much." Diabolo was very dissatisfied with his red-mad brother. After scolding his younger brother, he looked at Dao Jun and said, "Should I strike first, or should they strike first?"
"He just shot five swords." Sword Master Luo Jin said. "He'll strike five more times. Five more strikes won't kill him, and then it'll be our turn."
"Okay." Diabolo said.
"Why should he come first?" Kuchiki said dissatisfied. "He also wanted to kill that kid. He said he wasn't as good-looking as me-----"
"I'm really not as good-looking as my brother." Fang Yan said. It's tempting to put it off a little longer.
"My bastard——"
"Shut up." Diabolo shouted loudly. Because that guy is not his brother, he wants to kill him.
"------"
Diabolo and Kuchiki retreated, leaving the vast battlefield to Fang Yan and Luo Jin. They guarded both sides, one on the left and the other on the right, to guard against Fang Yan suddenly escaping while fighting someone.
Fang Yan knew the deep meaning of what they did, and wanted to ask them angrily: Where is the most basic trust between people
Sword Master Luo Jin raised his long sword on his legs and stared at Fang Yan unblinkingly with his dead fish eyes.
Fang Yan was also looking at Luo Jin, looking into Luo Jin's eyes.
It's strange that his eyes are cold, but there is no murderous intention.
Could it be that he didn't want to kill himself
Fang Yan knew that cocoa was very low.
If he doesn't want to kill himself, he treats himself like a pig or a chicken.
Which butcher kills pigs and chickens with murderous intent in his eyes
Do they regard it as a profession, a habit, and a way to make a living? For them, stabbing a pig's neck or cutting a chicken's neck with a knife is a trivial matter. What kind of murderous intent and murderous intent are needed
Fang Yan felt threatened and felt the huge deterrent brought by the knife in the man's leg.
Luo Jin raised his long knife with his legs and walked towards Fang Yan step by step.
No, he can use it to go.
He had no running boost, no stooping dive. He walked towards Fang Yan step by step like a 250-year-old.
He walked to Fang Yan, stopped in front of him, and then struck Fang Yan on the head with his knife.