Yuan Chunyang's face was blue and red for a while, but he didn't dare to act rashly.

"Little slippery head, because of a snow fungus Ganoderma lucidum, you and I don't have to fight to the death, now that you are in the late stage of the ground level, give me the rest of the Lingzhi, I will naturally not treat you badly." ”

"Joke, it's a hundred times since I killed you, and there will be endless trouble if I keep you, what should you do. Su Bei thought that on the cliff, he was forced by this grandson to fight with Zhao Di, and his heart was on fire.

"So, are you really going to fight me to the death?"

"Of course not. ”

Yuan Chunyang breathed a long sigh of relief.

Su Bei smiled coldly and added, "Do you think I still have to take such a big risk to kill you now?"

Yuan Chunyang was chilled, this was an unexpected and unprepared battle, a half-crippled late-stage master who had not recovered his strength was only one layer different from him, but the difference in strength was so great, which was why every ancient martial arts cultivator was so obsessed with the pursuit of strength.

The sapphire dagger in Su Bei's hand shook out, slashing a blue arc in the air, and at the same time soared into the air, pressing towards Yuan Chunyang with an awe-inspiring momentum.

Yuan Chunyang took a few steps back, but he couldn't dodge the blue dagger, Gu Wu practiced to the level of northern Jiangsu, this dagger is similar to a thermal seeking missile, there is no way for him to flee to, and the dagger capital is assassinated like a shadow.

A sword slashed, even though Su Bei was not good at using swords, but the huge true qi had to let Yuan Chunyang go all out to grab the white blade empty-handed, and catch the sword with both palms, but he couldn't prevent the dagger behind him. Poof! The blue light floated by, and a red arc left a blood groove on the white snow.

"Ah!" With Yuan Chunyang's shout, he looked down and saw that half of his leg had been cut off, and he was shocked in his heart, but he had even lost the ability to escape.

Seeing that he was holding the ancient sword, Su Bei no longer competed with him, so he simply threw the ancient sword, and with all his palm, it hit Yuan Chunyang's heart, and with a bang, Yuan Chunyang flew out a few feet away and fell in a pool of blood.

Su Bei picked up the ancient sword from the ground and walked over coldly, people are sometimes very selfish, Su Bei had an idea at this time, he really wanted to get rid of all the ancient martial arts cultivators in the world. For the sake of their own upgrading, generation after generation of fighting, killing and killing, abandoning wives and children.

"Senior Su!"

Su Bei looked back, and Lin Yi, who was injured by Yuan Chunyang, rushed down from the snow mountain, knelt in front of Su Bei with a pop, and stretched out his arms to block Su Bei's sword.

"Senior Su, please spare my master's life!"

Su Bei sneered: "Friend, if it were you, it was me who was lying down, would you spare me?"

Lin Yi lowered his head and was silent, and said slowly for a while: "One day as a teacher and a father for life, my junior brother and I were raised by the master since childhood, the master was not bad, just because of a snow fungus Ganoderma lucidum, and asked Senior Su to give him a chance, if you have to kill one, I am willing to die for my master." ”

Yuan Chunyang, who was seriously injured, glared at his apprentice coldly, "Lin Yi, from just now, you have nothing to do with me, don't call me master!"

If the white painting fan didn't look so beautiful, Lin Yi wouldn't have moved his heart, and Yuan Chunyang wouldn't have injured his apprentice in anger. If Lin Yi hadn't been injured by himself, as long as he could contain the white painting fan, he would definitely be able to kill this kid after a while with the unstable Subei of Zhenyuan, a thought is a thousand miles away!

Not only is it a thousand miles away, losing the snow ear Lingzhi, Yuan Chunyang lost the hope of entering the late stage of the earth level and even the heavenly level before he died of old age, people can't maintain their lifespan, what faith does he have in cultivating ancient martial arts.

At this time, Bai Huafan also walked over and said expressionlessly: "Little brother, this Lin Yi let me go on the cliff once." ”

"Oh?" Su Bei pondered for a moment.

Lin Yi glanced at the white painting fan gratefully, and said in a low voice: "Senior Su, my master is the head of the Yuan family in Shuchuan, although the Yuan family is not as strong as the five major families, but the power is not weak. As long as Senior Su spares my master's life, I am willing to take out the resources that Mr. Su needs in the future, whether it is money, fame, or all our spirit grass spirit stones. ”

Su Bei was a little moved by what he said, and more importantly, he was not a decisive and violent person, Lin Yi had joined forces with him to deal with Zhao Di, and he also let go of the white painting fan once, even if this kind of person was released, at least he would not retaliate against himself. Of course, even if Lin Yi retaliates, it doesn't matter, his mere Xuan-level strength is still self-aware.

Su Bei raised his eyebrows and motioned for Lin Yi to get out of the way.

Lin Yi didn't dare to disobey, since the white girl had spoken, Su Bei should not kill the master.

Although he didn't kill, Su Bei would never leave any troubles, a ground-level master existed in the world, there was one more danger, and his wrist rolled up a sword flower, and he quickly stabbed Yuan Chunyang's dantian.

With Yuan Chunyang's roar, Subei completely abolished his true yuan and meridians, even if Da Luo Jinxian descended to earth, Yuan Chunyang would say goodbye to Gu Wu in this life, at best, he would be an ordinary disabled old man. This is even more cruel to Yuan Chunyang.

Su Bei threw the ancient sword, lifted a breath of true qi in his palm, and healed Yuan Chunyang's injuries, since he promised to spare his life, he couldn't let him bleed to death.

After Yuan Chunyang's life was saved, Su Bei turned to look at Lin Yi, and seeing that he was also injured, he sighed lightly and healed his injuries.

Su Bei said lightly: "Let's go, don't worry, I won't ask for your Yuan family's things." ”

"Senior Su, if you have any useful use in the future, I will repay you with death!" Lin Yi made a gesture of clenching his fists.

"How to repay yourself knows it in your own heart. ”

"Yes. Of course, Lin Yi knew how to repay him, at least he was tight-lipped about the affairs of Lingyin Mountain, after all, the person who died on the mountain was Zhao Di, the head of the Zhao family's Lingwu Sect.

What Lin Yi didn't expect was that the fairy white painting fan in his heart actually had this kind of relationship with Subei, as he said, no matter how clear the ancient martial arts cultivators were, they also had feelings.

After watching the two of them go down the mountain, Su Bei grabbed the two hands of the white painting fan and complained: "Just to pick up a pheasant, let me bear such a big heart, and I won't be stupid again in the future, you know." ”

After a pause, Su Bei's face was also a little red, "Painting fan, can you not call me a good brother in the future?"

"Why? ”

"You'll understand when you've watched the island action movie. ”

Subei left Lin Yi's master and apprentice to die, and it was also his consideration, the ancient martial arts sect of the five major families, now it seems that he is only close to the Bai family, and the so-called ones are limited to Bai Xuanye. Even the Li family's Zhonglumen will be a great enemy in the future. Many friends and multiple roads, I am afraid that one day Lin Yi and Shuchuan Yuan's family will be used.

After eradicating Yuan Chunyang, the danger of Lingyin Mountain was temporarily eliminated, and today, Chinese New Year's Eve, in this deep mountain and old forest with extremely primitive natural conditions, it is destined for two people to spend this New Year.

The two went to the cave to take off their backpacks and returned to the shack by the pond. There are two temperatures up and down the snow-capped mountain, both of them are cultivators of ancient martial arts, and they are resistant to the natural climate, but why not be happy if they can live comfortably.

Subei dived into the pool, caught a few of the fattest grass carp, and hit a few wild animals in the mountain forest, as well as wild mushrooms and edible wild vegetables and tangerine peel and other original ecological spices, and by the way, in the saline-alkali land around the pool, with the most traditional method to make coarse salt.

The white painting fan held his chin, and he watched Subei cook like a painting.

"Little brother, did you cook for Liu Hanyan like this before?"

"In the past, when I was on a mission in the army, I was the one who cooked. The conditions here are already good, the days of Ru Mao drinking blood have passed, once in the jungle of Myanmar and Vietnam, I was a sniper, I couldn't make a fire and didn't eat, snake meat was eaten raw. ”

"Little brother, can you turn around and cook, wow, I want to take a bath. The cheeks of the white fan turned red.

"Haha, new year, new weather, you wash it first. ”

A few minutes later, with a pop from the waterhole, Su Bei swallowed his saliva, such a leisurely life gave him a long-rare ease of ease. It's just that I miss my relatives every festive season, and I don't know what Liu Hanyan's mood is now.

Liu Hanyan and Bai Hua Fan are undoubtedly the two most important people in Su Bei's life, even beyond the boundaries of love and family affection, he doesn't know if Liu Hanyan can accept Bai Hua Fan, but he asked himself, no matter what, he will not disappoint a childhood sweetheart girl who has been sitting by the waterhole for 16 years.

Sixteen years ago, Subei promised Bai Huafan to spend the New Year with her, but time has passed, but I didn't expect the two to spend the New Year in this deep mountain and old forest.

Just as Su Bei was distracted, the white painting fan had already taken a bath, changed into a set of dry clothes, and sat in front of the bonfire, which was intoxicating. How beautiful the white painting fan is, if Liu Hanyan is intoxicated with this woman, you can imagine it.

Under the bonfire, Subei made a plate with a stone slab, served a piece of food, stretched his waist easily, sat opposite the white painting fan, and the two looked at each other through the flames.

Three thousand green silk can hardly hide the face of the white painting fan, which makes people's hearts calm and beautiful, floating like a fairy.

"My little brother is still the same as when he was a child, always peeking at me openly. Bai Huafan got up and sat beside Su Bei, letting him look at himself more appropriately, "The painting fan will only show you one person, a glass of wine, a three-foot sword, no matter if my brother chooses wine or holds a sword in the future, I will never leave you again." ”

"After returning to Jianghai this time, I will not use my sword for the time being, and there are some business legacy issues that need to be dealt with. ”

"Is it the development zone that Chen Zekai and Chen Xuefei's sisters and brothers are fighting for?"

Su Bei smiled: "I know what you want to say, I know that you are a dead girl and rich, but don't expect me to eat soft rice." ”

"Hmph, I still have to divide you and me!"

"Silly girl, of course yours is mine. However, you and Bai Xuanye don't have deep roots in Jianghai, and I don't want you to be such a clear slug and show your face outside. Su Bei pinched her nose and said with a smile, he knew that the Jianghai Shopping Mall at this moment was probably already in a mess.