When the sky was slightly bright, Yuan Ming woke up, the sedan chair he was lying on last night was gone, and he returned to the torture hall.

Still hanging on the shelf, as if everything last night was a dream.

"How's it going, did you say that?" Yi Zheng's voice rang out in the hallway outside.

"Said one, this is his transcript. Songtao's voice also sounded from outside.

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Yuan Ming couldn't believe it, were the Yin Corpses so smart?

Can you even think for yourself, and even deceive yourself, and create your own sword style?

This involves the problem of Yuan Ming's truancy.

The footsteps outside the door were getting closer and closer, and Yi Zheng soon appeared at the door, smiling heaps on his face,

Yuan Ming looked at Yi Zheng solemnly.

Now that he is confident, his eyes are floating when he looks at Yi Zheng.

"Son-in-law, how was last night?

"It's comfortable, you see I'm still jumping around now, isn't it very comfortable?"

Yi Zheng left quickly, since he had obtained a new sword style, he naturally had to implement it as soon as possible, and if he mastered these sword sect skills a moment earlier, he would be able to achieve his goal of unification a moment earlier.

"I'm curious, what kind of sword style are you holding?" Yuan Ming tilted his head to look at Song Tao.

Sample, still drag with me, and when the master is uncomfortable here, he will let people arrest you and set you up here, and ask you. "Xiao Yi, how are you staying here? No, I'll add two more braziers to you. "It's comfortable to think about.

Yi Zheng naturally didn't know what Yuan Ming was thinking, but since Yuan Ming was willing to cooperate, of course he was willing to give him a little discount. For example, reward him with a whole corpse!

Yuan Ming's heart was beating when he heard this, this old guy is really too yin, are they really brothers who fight the world together?

Fake it!

This old man looks obviously fair, how did he become a yin ghost, and he has such a sense of gloom and compassion.

"Lord Hui, it's a swordsmanship that Lao Yu picked up a few years ago, and it's pretty good, so I threw it to him, but the way of cultivation is completely reversed, so it won't be long before he shows signs of going mad. Songtao's face remained unchanged and said slowly.

"He killed my son and daughter-in-law with his own hands, and the harm to Yang'er is inhumane. With such a big revenge, how can you not take revenge?" Song Tao said hatefully.

Yuan Ming really didn't expect that there would be such an entanglement between these two people, which is embarrassing.

"Don't be surprised, my lord and I, although we are like brothers on the surface, but in private, I can't wait to cut him with a thousand knives. Song Tao explained, the hatred on his face was so strong that he could almost make another face.

"What's wrong with him?" Yuan Ming was a little curious.

One night of spring supper, it turned out that people couldn't tell whether it was true or false.

Soon, it was nightfall, and when Yuan Ming was about to continue to visit this territory that belonged to him, a red satin floated over, and Yuan Ming was swept into the wedding sedan chair and began to drink frantically.

As soon as Yi Zheng left, Song Tao came over to untie Yuan Ming, and then asked the disciple to serve him with good wine and meat, and even told the disciple privately that if necessary, the disciple on the other side of the courtyard would be ventilated and arranged at any time.

Of course, Yuan Ming didn't know about their vague flattery, but he was casually drinking fine wine, reminiscing about the beauty of last night.

Yi Zheng walked in with a manuscript and looked at Yuan Ming with a smile on his face.

"It's better for a virtuous son-in-law to say it all at once, why bother with such a hanging appetite for one book a day. ”

After dawn, still the same as last night, back on the shelf, Song Tao was in the corridor and continued to ask Song Tao, "Did he explain any new sword styles?"

Songtao handed out another manuscript.

"Then I'll come back to see you tomorrow. After Yi Zheng finished speaking, he got up and left.

"Where did you come from?" Yuan Ming looked at Song Tao curiously, this old fox has very deep means, it seems that he has to guard against him a little, otherwise he will be sold by him one day.

"It's all given to you, won't I die soon? Yuan Ming pursed his lips.

"The virtuous son-in-law has seen it thoroughly, okay, this sect master is not an unreasonable person, since the virtuous son-in-law thinks so, then it is better to do so. Yi Zheng slapped the table and happily decided.

As a result, a red satin flew over, and he lost consciousness.

Wake up the next day and it's business as usual!

Song Tao naturally knew what Yuan Ming was thinking, but he didn't care, because only he knew best whether he had any thoughts about harming Yuan Ming.

Soon, it was night, and Yuan Ming didn't move at all this time, he tied it on the shelf, and specially asked Songtao to tie himself up and hang it here.

Yuan Ming was thinking, what kind of sword style Songtao so-called casually depicted was that even Yi Zheng, who had been immersed in kendo for so long, couldn't see it.

But he forgot that Songtao had also been immersed in kendo for a long time, and he was even above Yi Zheng at the age of Yizheng.

I didn't feel any discomfort in my body, but I was much more energetic.

Today, Yi Zheng finally didn't come again, Song Tao took a look, and sure enough, he had gone mad.

Song Tao shook his head vaguely towards Yuan Ming, indicating that he was not very clear.

Yi Zheng was running between the various peaks, inspecting the disciples, and for a while, the disciples of the various peaks were like frightened birds, cultivating hard one by one.

After more than a month, Yi Zheng was out of the customs! His face was ruddy, his lips were purple, his speed was extremely fast, and he faintly had the ability to split the void between running.

This made Yuan Ming extremely shocked, what kind of monster is this Yi Zheng? It can make him succeed in cultivation like this? But it seems that he has gone mad.

This night, the disciples at the door all had insomnia.

In the next few days, Yi Zheng still didn't come to the torture hall, and he seemed to have forgotten the existence of Yuan Ming.

At night, Yuan Ming was wrapped in red satin into a sedan chair, and in the direction of the courtyard, only a loud bang was heard, and the walls between dozens of houses collapsed.

For the whole night, the sound of glamour filled the sky.

I'm going to be ruthless, and I'm beating myself.

A full hundred thousand disciples were gathered at the gate of the mountain. "Today is a memorable day, because we are about to have more than 100,000 more compatriot disciples, and we have taken another proud step towards the unification of the Four Sword Sect. ”

But none of this is important, the important thing is that he feels that he has done it, it has expanded unprecedentedly, the original battle plan has been canceled, and he is going to attack those garbage sects on the mountainside now, and the first stop is to fight the Quick Sword Sect.

Let them be normal.

Yi Zheng flushed and yelled loudly on stage.

"All disciples, remember that today, this is just the beginning, soon, soon, you will witness a new history, even a new Sword Sect. Yi Zheng roared.

"Let's go!"