Yanglong County, Ji Jun sat with envy in his eyes, his aura was as steady as a rock, and it was obvious that his strength had reached a higher level.

At this time, the heavy snow returned, and he sat down with a faint glance.

Ji Junxian opened his eyes lightly, then closed them again, and asked, "In this battle, are you winning or losing?"

Chongxue Shen did not hide it: "I was defeated, my sword was half an inch, but the harvest was great." What about you?"

"The corpse master has also been defeated, and the harvest is also great. The strength of this corpse master has become stronger, what about your gains?"

Chongxue Shen said: "I lost in the hands of a young general, but I feel that there is someone behind him, and it is not Ji Yuqi." ”

"Isn't it Ji Yuqi?" Ji Junxian's eyelids trembled slightly, but he didn't open them in the end: "Is there still someone who covets the throne?"

Chongxue Shen asked rhetorically, "What is the corpse master going to do next?"

Ji Junxian finally opened his eyes, grabbed a corpse mist spirit army and sucked it lightly, and the corpse mist spirit army turned into a cloud of flying ashes.

Ji Junxian casually threw the cloth clothes in his hand and said: "Although the plan failed, it has gained a lot, Qingyang Yuxiang Leng Long has appeared, and there are traces of mysterious people on your side, and their methods on the table are becoming clearer! ”

Chongxue Shen nodded: "Rest assured, the corpse master, the family is doing its best in this matter." But ......"

"But?" Ji Junxian said unhappily: "If you have something to say, you don't have to babble." ”

"Yes. Chongxue said solemnly: "I'm afraid that the hidden sword Qianyu will attack us in advance." ”

Ji Junxian frowned slightly: "Are you sure? ”

"Yes, it's indeed Tianze. But the Emperor Heavenly Sword Dao will enter the world again, and they will definitely not sit idly by, which is why I had such an attitude towards Hidden Sword Qianyu before. ”

Chongxue Shen continued with a complicated look in his eyes: "Although Zang Wufeng does not have a high status in Zangjian Qianyu, he is a family after all, if he dies, he will slap Zangjian Qianyu in the face, and he will definitely make a move, maybe they will take the initiative to find it without us looking for it." ”

When Ji Junxian heard this, he said with disdain: "Come on, I'm afraid he won't succeed!"

Chongxue shook his head and said: "As the saying goes, you are not afraid of being strong, but you are afraid of being lost. There are very few people in the world who know the temperament of Zangjian Qianyu, and it is difficult to judge how many people will enter the WTO, and even the head of his family may also enter the WTO, so we must send people to monitor the movements of Zangjian Qianyu at all times to prevent accidents. ”

When Ji Junxian heard this, his eyes looked out of the house, and he knew at this time that he had been an emperor saint for thousands of years, and he was so blank about so many secret forces in Zhongshenzhou.

In the past, he had also heard that the hidden sword Qianyu had entered the Shengyu Academy with such brilliance. On the surface, he admires the Tibetan sword Qianyu, but in his heart he laughs at the ignorance of the world, and he casually has a reputation comparable to the emperor's family, he is puzzled, but in order to show the emperor's mind, he plays a play of disdain in the center.

But now that he heard Chongxueshen's words, and then carefully tasted the words of the previous Emperor Sword Yunzun, he felt that he had wrongly underestimated the hidden sword Qianyu.

Ji Junxian exhaled lightly and said lightly: "The current situation is a little bad for the corpse master......"

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Half a round of clear moon covered with water,

Half river and half water are empty.

I don't see the fairy of Kyaukjie,

Only the sound of frogs and insects in the shallows.

Late at night, in a place called Qingyue River, a beautiful figure stood on the surface of the river.

The woman held the sword in her left hand, and her eyes scanned the river over and over again, as if she was looking for something she loved, and this person was Yi Yunmu.

At the beginning, Yi Yunmu couldn't calm down in Yunque Palace for a long time, and every time she closed her eyes, she always thought of Zang Wufeng, she persuaded herself again and again that Zang Wufeng was dead, and she died very completely! But deep down in her heart, she didn't agree at all, she felt that Zang Wufeng was still alive.

It was at that time that she left the Yunque Palace and went alone to find Zang Wufeng.

Finally, one day, he heard about a person who looked very similar to Zang Wufeng, so he immediately chased after him.

But when Yi Yunmu arrived at the cave pointed out by the insider, it was already empty, but she found her name on a stone wall in the cave.

The man who wrote used extreme force and moved very slowly.

Yi Yunmu knew that it was Zang Wufeng, it must be him. In a trance, she seemed to see the moment when Zang Wufeng wrote down his name: the white hard stone was firmly imprisoned by Zang Wufeng's five fingers, the tears of remorse on his face had been strung into a thread, and he moved the stone in his hand sadly, every point was pouring the strength of his life.

Yi Yunmu cried silently and brushed away the debris on the ground, and the edge of the crater formed by the two tears splashed out was towering, wordlessly proving the past to Yi Yunmu.

Zang Wufeng, have you really changed, I want you to tell me sincerely!

In this way, Yi Yunmu once again embarked on the road of finding Zang Wufeng.

The traces of human experience will not disappear because of deliberate cover-up, as long as there are things, there will be thousands of clues, maybe very fine, or integrated into the environment, but it must exist.

Yi Yunmu is careful, as long as there are suspicious traces, she will put in ten percent of her efforts, very tired, this is unavoidable, but for Yi Yunmu, she can only approach Zang Wufeng in such an almost primitive way.

And she was lucky that she did.

Two days ago, Yi Yunmu found Zang Wufeng on the bank of the Qingyue River, and immediately sealed the upper and lower miles of the river with a spell, trapping Zang Wufeng in it, hoping to talk to him in this way.

But he didn't want to, he plunged into the river and hid if he couldn't run. He thought that as long as Yi Yunmu entered the water, his extreme speed would leave in the sky. In this way, Zang Wufeng hid in the water for two days and one night.

Yi Yunmu was not worried that Zang Wufeng would drown, she believed that Zang Wufeng must have a means.

Above the river, Yi Yunmu froze there motionlessly, and said lightly: "Zang Wufeng, you coward, don't you think you are ridiculous? You have the courage to shoot a sword at me, but you don't have the courage to face me? ”

Yi Yunmu didn't know how many times he said this sentence, from the anger at the beginning to the dullness later, and now he is like a child who only knows the words and doesn't know the meaning of it is reading a big article.

"Hide Wufeng, do you know...... I haven't closed my eyes for more than 10 days...... I have to admit it...... You win...... Let's go......"

At this moment, the exhausted Yi Yunmu was finally overwhelmed and fell straight into the water.

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When Yiyun Mu woke up, he was in a cave, there was a bonfire beside him, and only thin clothes were left on his body, and when he looked up, his dress was on a long stick, and on the other side of him was a strange heavy linen, separating the space in the cave.

"Are you awake?" a familiar voice came from behind the linen, it was Zang Wufeng, "Your clothes are wet, so I will help you change your clothes and dry them, don't worry, I have been closing my eyes and never opened them." ”

When Yi Yunmu heard this, he reached out expressionlessly and took off the dress that had been dried and put it into the ring, put on a snow-white dress again, and said, "I'm not surprised that you didn't open your eyes, but what surprised me is why you want to save me." If I die, I will drown myself, and you will be clean. ”

Hiding without a blade, like a stone.

Yi Yunmu was so angry by the silence that Zang Wufeng reappeared that he tore open the sackcloth, slapped Zang Wufeng's cheek without saying anything, and said angrily: "Does it hurt?"

Zang Wufeng knew that he was at a loss, and felt that the left side of his face had instantly swollen, but he still shook his head lightly: "It doesn't hurt." ”

When Yi Yunmu heard this, he slapped Zang Wufeng again, and at this time, Zang Wufeng's left cheek was like being forcibly stuffed into a big meat bag, swollen so high that even his left eye was squeezed in, which shows that Yi Yunmu did not have a certain intention of being kind to his heart.

"Does it hurt now?"

"No...... It doesn't hurt. ”

Zang Wufeng's face trembled, and he felt Yi Yunmu's anger, and all this came from his cowardly and inferior self.

Zang Wufeng never understood that in his heart, he was happy to get Yiyun Mu's love response, but after he really got it, he was extremely arrogant and restless in his heart. He didn't understand why his ugly self got Yi Yunmu's love, and why Yi Yunmu liked his ugly self.

He knows very well that he has low self-esteem, the scars on his body, and everything about himself.

The former Zang Wufeng also heard that a beautiful woman fell in love with a poor ugly boy like chicken soup for the soul, and the moment he just finished reading it, he felt that his whole spirit had changed, and he became the hero of the story. But when he came back to reality and imagined revealing his scars to his beloved, he was afraid, afraid that Yi Yunmu would frown, afraid that she would close her eyes, afraid of her turning, afraid of all her actions.

I don't understand, I really don't understand, Zang Wufeng has scolded himself for being a waste countless times, and the sword in his hand can cut off everything he wants to break, but he is struggling in this matter.

At this time, Yi Yunmu once again exerted all his strength and slapped the third time.

"Smack!"

The sound of this slap was lower than the previous two voices, but the power was the greatest, directly knocking Zang Wufeng out, slamming it against the wall, and then falling down.

The corners of Yi Yunmu's eyes trembled slightly, walked in front of Zang Wufeng, and said lightly: "The third slap, does it hurt?"

Zang Wufeng was already slurred, and his saliva flowed down with blood: "Whew...... Horror. ”

Yi Yunmu's eyes closed slightly when he heard this, and the moment his eyelashes trembled, two strings of crystal tears slid down: "It doesn't hurt, does it?" Have you ever thought that this has never been a one-person thing, you don't hurt, don't I hurt?"

As she spoke, Yi Yunmu showed her right palm, and at this time, her palm was already open and fleshy, and her jade arm like a lotus root was already trembling slightly.

Seeing this, Zang Wufeng hurriedly got up and took out the healing elixir from the ring and sprinkled it on Yi Yunmu's hand, forcibly endured the swelling of his cheeks, and said as clearly as he could: "Why don't you use the aura?"

Yi Yunmu said sadly: "Why did you show it again?"