The heavy rain began to clear, and the sky was slightly bright.

Xiaoyun has been standing at the entrance of Simen Village for several hours, everything has the first time, whether it is good or bad, you must accept it, Xiaoyun suffered the first failure in his life, since his debut, he has never failed in stealing things, but this time he completely failed, not only stole the wrong person, but also almost was caught, the most terrible thing is that he may also kill an innocent person, he understands the power of that arrow very well, no matter who the person in the quilt is, it is more than auspicious, and the taste of failure is not comfortable, but Yan Feijin's safety is what he is really worried about。

"If I had been going to kill you, you'd have been dead ten times. Tang Wanao leaned against a big tree not far from Xiaoyun and said coldly, while the sword squatting on the branch above his head laughed and said, "If it were me, he would have died eleven times, so you ghost and god boy are just like that!" I don't know why, with such a heavy rain, the oil paint on the sword's face is still bright, without a trace of blurring.

"Don't you two have anything else on your mind except to kill people?" Tang Chuxia couldn't stand it anymore and said: "I know you two are powerful, but if you want to win Brother Xiaoyun, you should have a fair and just decisive battle, instead of sneering on the sidelines, how can Brother Xiaoyun have the heart to duel with you now?"

After listening to Tang Chuxia's words, Jian raised the wine jug and poured wine into his mouth without care, but Tang Wanao ignored Tang Chuxia, and still said coldly: "To practice the sword, you need to practice your heart, this is what you told me, now that your heart is in chaos like this, what correct judgment can you make, instead of following you to the troubled waters of Black Wind Village, it is better for me to kill you now, saving you from killing others!"

"Okay, you kill him, let's have another fight, happy!" Jian actually echoed and said: "There is nothing more exciting in this world!" In Jian's view, except for competing with the master of the sword, nothing in the world is enough to worry about, whether it is a ghost boy or a young man, he is the opponent of his dreams.

"Please drink from you!" Xiao Yun, who had not spoken, suddenly came out with such a sentence, the sword was not stingy, raised his hand and threw the wine jug to Xiao Yun, Xiao Yun caught it, poured water and poured it into his mouth, but it was extremely bad wine, spicy and choking, when did Xiao Yun drink such a bad wine, he was suddenly choked and coughed violently, the more he coughed, the more he coughed, the more he bent down, and vomited.

"People like you are no longer worth my killing. Tang Wanao stood up straight and walked straight into the house, as if he didn't even want to look at Xiaoyun more, the sword also jumped off the tree, sighed lightly, and was just about to leave, Tang Chuxia suddenly shouted: "You guard Brother Xiaoyun for me, if anything happens to him, I won't forgive you!"

Jian's face was covered by thick oil paint, and he couldn't see any expression, but his eyes were full of disdain, but he didn't say much, just squatted under the big tree that Fang Zai Tang Wanao was leaning on, closed his eyes and recuperated.

Tang Chuxia already admired Xiaoyun very much in her heart, Xiaoyun made a big fuss about the Tang Sect in Shuzhong, although she had heard about it for a long time, but she had just heard about it, this time Xiaoyun's plan did not hurt a disciple of the Sword Sect, and it was almost about to succeed, this is already a very difficult thing, but almost success is not success, Yan Feijin is still in the hands of Heifeng Village, life and death are uncertain, this is simply a big blow to Xiaoyun. Tang Chuxia knew that it would be useless to say anything to Xiaoyun now, unless he could ease it up and not be dirty, so he reached out and patted Xiaoyun lightly on the back to help him vomit until everything was quiet.

Xiaoyun raised his head, there was a faint gratitude in his eyes, Tang Chuxia handed Xiaoyun a piece of fresh grass, she knew that Xiaoyun had the habit of holding grass, Xiaoyun nodded, took the grass, put it in his mouth, nodded, and said: " Sister Chuxia, I'm much better, you don't have to worry about me, this matter is my own mistake, the brothers of the Sword Gate have done a very perfect job, I can't bother you anymore, according to my estimation, the young man from the Black Wind Village will definitely not give up, I can see from his eyes that he will do anything we can't think of, saving Yan Yatou is my own business from now on, no matter what purpose you came here for, but I beg you to leave now, I dare to guarantee that after dawn that the grim reaper boy will have action, and I also dare to guarantee that he will definitely kill everyone he sees！”

"Hmph!" The sword on the side who closed his eyes and recuperated made a soft disdainful sound, Xiaoyun didn't pay attention to him, and then said to Tang Chuxia: "Yan Yatou doesn't know whether she is alive or dead now, I can't let you take risks for me anymore, just let me beg you, hurry up and leave with my brothers!"

"You are also my brother!" The girl's stunning face showed a hint of determination, and said: "Tell you, I came to Simen Village this time in early summer to help you save Miss Yan, if you can't save Miss Yan for a day, we won't leave, wordless boy, live and die together!"

Xiao Yun's two eyebrows have never been so quiet, no matter how great the danger in the past this young man has always been a hippie smile, but at this moment there is no trace of a smile on his face, and he suddenly roared: "This is my own business, it's your business! I have peerless light skills, I can run if I can't beat it, do you have it? You will only make trouble for me, not enough success, more than failure, get out, fuck me out!"

In the face of Xiaoyun's venting roar, Tang Chuxia was unmoved, his eyes were full of pity, he shook his head gently, and said: "When is it, you are still taking care of our safety, do you know that the reason why Miss Yan has come this far is entirely because I ......" Just when Tang Chuxia was about to tell the truth, Xiaoyun's face suddenly changed, and he regained his calm in an instant, and his ears moved, and said: "I didn't expect it to come so soon, Sister Tang hurry up and inform the brothers to be on guard, someone is coming!"

Tang Chuxia glanced at the sword, and at the same time, the sword also noticed the slight footsteps in the darkness in the distance, and as soon as he raised his hand, a stone broke through the air and hit the door, and the lights in the room immediately dimmed, obviously the disciples of the sword sect had taken precautions.

"Don't be so nervous, there's only one person coming. Xiaoyun shook his head and said, "My heart is really messed up, but I didn't listen carefully." ”

Obviously, the person who came didn't mind being discovered, the footsteps in the darkness were getting closer and closer, and a slender figure finally appeared in front of the three of them, a pair of amber eyes full of hatred, and walked straight towards Xiaoyun.

"Don't you have the courage to come to Simen Village alone?" Jian lazily blocked in front of Amber and said, "Yo, you're still a Huren woman, who are you?"

Amber stopped in front of the three of them, stretched out her finger, pointed at Xiaoyun, and without saying a word, Xiaoyun stepped forward, patted the sword on the shoulder, and said: "She is the young man's subordinate, she has fought with me, she should have come to me, you let me, you don't mind things, I expect that she won't dare to do anything to me." ”

Amber stretched out his hand and made a few strange gestures in front of him, Xiaoyun and the sword looked inexplicable, but Tang Chuxia's eyes lit up, and he also made a few gestures towards Amber, Amber's face was slightly red, she was born unable to speak, everything was expressed in sign language, Fang Zai saw Xiaoyun, he was angry in his heart, and used sign language to draw a vicious curse, but he didn't expect Tang Chuxia to use sign language to express it before cultivating the "Tianzhu Secret Technique", so Tang Chuxia also used sign language to warn her, don't scold!

Amber was not a vicious person originally, but the young master's mother died in front of his eyes, but he couldn't do anything, and he couldn't vent his heart-filled atmosphere, so he made such a curse, and made a gesture towards Tang Chuxia, and then glared at Xiaoyun fiercely, turned around and left, but this time he used superior light skills, and disappeared into the darkness in an instant.

"Sister Chuxia, what are you talking about?" Xiaoyun naturally saw that Amber and Tang Chuxia were talking in sign language, but seeing that Tang Chuxia's face changed slightly, he didn't know what Amber said, so he hurriedly asked: "Did that young man ask her to send me a message, what did she say? Why did your face change!"

Tang Chuxia's smooth forehead oozed fine cold sweat, after thinking for a long time, he finally made up his mind, and said: "She is indeed here to pass the word, she said that you killed her young master's mother, that is, Lian Wu's mother, Lian Wuxian asked you to duel in Simen Village at noon tomorrow, he will bring Miss Yan here, no one is allowed to bring helpers, fight alone, you can kill him, Miss Yan will be taken away by you, if he can kill you, he will kill Miss Yan again, and use the heads of the two of you to commemorate his mother!"

"Great, so Yan Yatou is still alive!" Xiao Yun jumped up happily, and the two laughing eyebrows that had been quiet for a long time finally jumped again.

"Brother Xiaoyun, I'm afraid this truth is not so easy!" Tang Chuxia said quietly: "Even Wusheng was afraid that you would run away, so he sent someone to ask you to duel overnight, and I was afraid that you would not dare to fight, and I tied you up on the condition of Miss Yan, so that you could only fight with him anyway, he used the long-lost 'Ten Styles of Killing God', this kind of boxing method was created for killing, and there is no record of this kind of boxing method, we have no understanding of this kind of boxing method, do you have the certainty of victory?"

"Sure to win?" Xiaoyun smiled: "What does it matter if you can't win, I haven't even thought about it, as long as Miss Yan is still alive, there is hope...... Sister Chuxia, there are many talented disciples in the Sword Sect, do you know how to massage, help me knead it well, and tomorrow I will have a good fight with this death-like teenager!"

Tang Chuxia: ".................."