In the territory of Liuli Immortal, Qin Fake Immortal was holding the vial given to him by the passer-by, playing tricks on Young Master Jin inside. Irrigation, fire roasting, sun exposure, and having fun. only suffered the young master Jin in the heart, and was made to death. The eight-faced wolf under the mountain didn't dare to come hard, after all, the Spirit Heart Buddha, as the head of the Eight Heavenly Tiger Generals, was really not an object that he could compete with, so he could only wait anxiously for the passerby to come back to solve the problem.

Young Master Jin in the bottle was roasted by the fire and fainted, Qin Fake Immortal shook the small bottle in his hand and said: "This bottle is really not simple, it can put people in it, no matter how you bake it, it will not be deformed, the quality is really amazing." ”

"Big boy, good quality is good. But Young Master Jin is really pitiful, so you just let him go. ”

"Shadow Corpse Man, whose little brother are you!" Qin Fake Immortal scolded and scolded, and dipped the hot vial into the water of the Yubo Pool, under the heat expansion and cold contraction, the young master Jin in the middle suddenly felt a bang in his head, and he woke up with a headache.

Young Master Jin spat out a mouthful of blood, and his internal organs were almost crushed, and scolded Qin Fake Immortal, who looked as big as a mountain on the outside: "You damn young bones, coffin boy, there is a kind of letting your Grandpa Jin go out to duel!"

"Hmph, Lao Qin, my peerless skill, can't be used on a waste like you!" Qin Fake Immortal's eyes turned, and Young Master Jin was farting, "To deal with a tasteless person like you, Lao Qin, I will release a poisonous insect to fight with you, see what you do!"

"Okay, if you have the guts, you can put the poisonous insects in, and I'll kill you!" Young Master Jin would rather die than suffer a crime.

"If you want to die, it's okay?hehe, Young Master Jin, Lao Qin, I still have 10,000 methods that I haven't tried enough. When I'm done trying, I'll take out the vial containing you and show it to others, and tell others that it is filled with Young Master Jin, who once won the world's first knife, and he will definitely make a lot of money!"

"Big boy, you're cruel enough!"

"Shadow Corpse Man, you give me death!" Just as Qin Fake Immortal wanted to commit violence against the Shadow Corpse Man, a man with a cloth bag on his back walked over with a sway.

The shadow corpse man looked at the dull-eyed road-bearer in front of him and said, "Big boy, I don't think the roader-by's eyes are right, is there something wrong?"

"Shut up Lao Tzu!" Qin Fake Immortal roared and said to Qi Lu: "Qi Lu people! Where have you been these days, you can't even see a shadow!"

The passerby was stunned and said, "Friend, do you know who I am? Where have I been lately?

Qin Fake Immortal was stunned, this Qi passerby really had a problem? Qin Fake Immortal patted the Qi Passerby on the back and said, "Of course you know! You went to Yichun Courtyard for ten days to prostitute yourself, and my account was fully signed, a total of eight hundred taels of silver, and you came back!"

"Really, what about IOUs?"

"I'm having fun with you! There is an eight-faced wolf at the bottom of the mountain, why don't you go talk to her, I heard that she is a good friend of Young Master Jin.9 She is one of the eight generals of Mi Tianhu. Qin Fake Immortal saw that the passerby replied very seriously, so he didn't joke and said seriously.

The passerby looked dazed: "What are you talking about? I don't understand! Since you don't know who I am, forget it, bye!"

"For you, Grandpa Qin, I'll stop!"

"My grandfather?" The passer-by tilted his head and said more and more confused: "Why do you want my grandfather to stand? Isn't it more comfortable for the old man to lie down than to stand?"

"His grandmother is still pretending to be crazy and stupid!"

"My grandmother would be very old if she was alive, and she is a little sluggish when she is old, but you can't say that you are pretending to be crazy and stupid!"

Qin Fake Immortal almost went crazy, and the passers-by couldn't fight, so they could only scold: "It's okay for me to call your mother, right?"

"This requires her old man's consent. The passerby replied very seriously, then shook his head and continued, "Bah, what am I talking about! I don't even know who I am, how can I talk about my mother?"

"Okay, good, let's see!" Qin Fake Immortal's nose was almost angry, what nonsense was the rugged passerby talking about!

"I'm leaving, what do you want to see?"

The shadow corpse man pulled the angry Qin Fake Immortal and said, "Big boy, I don't think the rugged passerby is a little wrong. ”

"Rugged passerby, rugged passerby, am I really called rugged passerby?"

"Your name is a horseman and a tortoise rider. It's just not called a rugged passerby!, can it!" Qin Fake Immortal burst into flames and choked back.

The rugged passerby was shocked and said: "Ah, I remember, my name is the deer rider!" After the dragon opens its eyes, it has three eyes, and it will be angry, and the dragon is very angry and terrible, I will go and sue everyone!"

"I'm more angry than a dragon, Rugged!"

Qin Fake Immortal just wanted to catch the rugged passerby, who would have thought that the rugged passerby broke free, and ran away as soon as he slipped away.

"Big boy, which play are you playing now?"

"How do I know. Qin Fake Immortal said sullenly, then looked at the vial in his hand, and laughed twice, he was unhappy, just take Young Master Jin to vent his anger!

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In the peaceful grass thatched in Nanshan, a pair of masters and apprentices who are like biological father and son enjoy rare peace. The wind and rain outside the house are shaky, one person is hateful, stepping on Nanshan, no matter whether he wins or loses today, only life and death are divided in the sword.

A sword Wansheng slashed with the wind on his back, as if he was angry and sad, threw away the wine pot that he had drunk in his hand, and stepped up to Nanshan step by step. It is anger and resentment, Xiao Zhuying's hatred, the sorrow of killing and dying with a knife, driving the blindfolded swordsman to seek the most instinctive killing.

"Ye Xiaochai!"

A cry of anger, a difficult grudge, a love for righteousness, or a simple killing, are no longer important. Today, when he came to kill, he left his life behind.

Ye Xiaochai in the house heard the voice that had been entangled in his life, his eyes fluctuated a little, but he had no sorrow or resentment in his heart, he was a poor person under the creation of heaven. Whether it's yourself, it's a sword for ten thousand lives. Ye Xiaochai walked out of the grass and stared at the furious swordsman in front of him.

"Ahh Ye Xiaochai waved his sword, and the words "life and death without resentment" appeared in front of the eyes of a sword Wansheng.

"Okay!" A sword and ten thousand lives laughed wildly, originally for revenge, naturally life and death without resentment! Paranoid people, clenching the wind slash in their hands, any life with a sword without mentioning a sword is nonsense!

The two of them attacked, a sword and ten thousand lives practiced hard for many days, and their kung fu has made great progress, Ye Xiaochai is already a higher level in the realm of swordsmanship, and his mood is as calm as water at the moment, and he can deal with it freely. No matter how sharp a sword is slashed, it will be difficult to hurt Ye Xiaochai for a while. Man is a person who seeks revenge; The sword is the sword of hatred. A sword and ten thousand lives can not take advantage, the more you fight, the more angry you become, and the more you fight, the more crazy you become. The heart is in turmoil, the sword in his hand is even more chaotic, but the power has not diminished, but has become more ferocious.

"Ahh Seeing that a sword is dying and swordsmanship is more than a step higher than in the past, the sword momentum containing the sword intent of "self-humility" has changed suddenly, and Ye Xiaochai is no longer merciful. The dragons and snakes under the swords of both sides, the sword qi hedged down, and the surrounding grass and trees flew around.

At the moment when the two were fighting, the snooping blue crystal wanted to test the power of the purple thunderbolt and manipulated the purple thunderbolt to shoot a purple thunderbolt at the grass. The half-camel in the middle suddenly felt a violent sense of crisis, and hurriedly jumped out of the grass thatch. However, the power of the Purple Thunderbolt was really extraordinary, and the entire thatched hut was blasted out of a deep pit, and the already badly injured half-camel was wasted, and new injuries were added.

Seeing this, Ye Xiaochai was anxious in his heart, and the yin phoenix and purple phoenix in his hand suddenly turned, and after blocking a sword and a thousand lives, he wanted to withdraw to help the half-camel. A sword Wansheng is like a crazy demon at the moment, how can he let Ye Xiaochai rest, seize the flaw exposed when Ye Xiaochai was distracted, and leave a bloody mark on Ye Xiaochai's chest with a quick sword, Ye Xiaochai had to turn around to deal with it.

The half-camel struggled to support the injured body, coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and today's situation was difficult. The danger of the Purple Thunderbolt cannot be solved even by Ye Xiaochai for a moment and a half, let alone a person who has been injured?

The half-camel was ruthless, and shouted loudly to Ye Xiaochai in the battle: "Ye Xiaochai, you go quickly!

"Ah!" Ye Xiaochai just shook his head, how could he let the half-hump waste be here. Ye Xiaochai's eyes lit up, and he became more and more cautious in dealing with a sword Wansheng, and the sword move he used again was actually Baili Fei's first move, killing alive. A sword Wansheng didn't pay attention, and was pierced by Ye Xiaochai's left shoulder, spurting out a bright red. Ye Xiaochai took advantage of the victory to pursue, wanting a quick decision.

On the other side, the half-camel was in danger under the attack of the Purple Thunderbolt, and at this moment, even if he used the Heavenly Sword, he could not cause damage to the Purple Thunderbolt. After a long battle, he was finally hit in the chest and abdomen by a purple thunderbolt. The old and fragile body could not resist the power of Shen Xiong, and the sound of bone cracking suddenly appeared, and the body was knocked out of the distance as if it were defeated. Seeing that the half-humpled people were helpless, the aquamarine people were very satisfied with the power of the Purple Thunderbolt. But the crazy Ye Xiaochai was not a good target to deal with, so he immediately withdrew.

Ye Xiaochai saw that the half-camel was wasted and the murder was auspicious, he shouted sadly, his heart was furious, his palm turned over, the sword spun sharply to catch the wind slash, and then a sword qi cut through the cheek of a sword Wansheng, and the person rushed in the direction of the half-camel waste.

Yijian Wansheng was unwilling to swallow defeat, and wanted to continue to seek revenge, but as soon as the golden light came to his face, Yijian Wansheng raised his sword and blocked it, and the wind slash was cut out of a gap, and the divine soldier! Seeing that someone was secretly helping, Yijian Wansheng snorted and left angrily. The hateful soul resentful girl hid in the dark with the dragon bone holy knife, and sighed softly, but she was one step late.

Ye Xiaochai hurriedly rushed to the place where the half-camel fell to the ground, and in despair, he picked up the body of the half-camel waste with less air intake and more breath, leaning against the tree, not knowing what to do.

"Leaf ...... Little hairpin?" Under the light of the half-camel waste, he looked at Ye Xiaochai with slightly closed eyes.

"Ahh ”

"You...... It's good to have nothing to do. With his weak hand, he gently touched Ye Xiaochai's cheek, took a breath and said, "You have to remember that you ...... It's my only one, remember when I used to teach you swordsmanship?"

"Ah......" Ye Xiaochai bowed his head, and his voice could not hide his sadness.

"Oh, out of the void and into the void, the intention is to go before and after, for the sword king; Beyond fame and fortune, for the sake of the sword, the intention goes hand in hand, it is for the sword; The heart is like water, the branches are like dead wood, like rocks, and the air is like a river, cough cough, abandon ...... Sage, hair... Care...... First of all, this is the Juggernaut. After saying this sentence with difficulty, he sighed and said in a low voice: "I... I am old, and I can no longer keep up with this changeable river and lake. Ye Xiaochai, you still have a broader space, I ...... I can't be with you anymore. It's just that...... Before I die, I have a wish, can you promise me? I...... I'm sorry...... You and Xiao Zhuying, can you forgive me?"

"Ah......" Ye Xiaochai nodded again and again. I'm sorry that Xiao Zhuying has always been just himself, what does he have to do with the half-hump? What he does is for himself, what does he have in return? How can he not forgive!

Seeing that Ye Xiaochai forgave himself, he smiled and said, "Hehe, so...... Only...... Good...... Good. ”

After saying the good words, the half-humpled head fell into Ye Xiaochai's arms, and his hand drooped weakly. The drifting rain sprinkled on Ye Xiaochai's body, flowing down his eyes, Ye Xiaochai roared desperately, tightly hugged his half-hunched body, stared blankly at the rainy night sky, and let the rain hit his face, mixed with blood and tears falling into the soil. He just wanted to let go of a qiē in the rivers and lakes and come back to live a secluded life with the half-camel waste, why did the bloody road of the rivers and lakes still not allow him to abandon a qiē to live in seclusion? Why in the end, the master-apprentice relationship of Tiannan Mountain was only a lonely and desolate tomb after all?

ps: Although cruel, but half-hump is not dead...... Where did the hairpin come from in the future......