Our group of monsters, the number of people has been decreasing from the initial fifty to the current twenty, and everyone knows that this number will only eventually become seven according to normal development. Therefore, almost all people subconsciously regard the people around them as enemies, and they want others to die inexplicably, so as to reduce stress.

Think about how rare it is to be in harmony with these people who wish you die every day.

Ye Wujian carefully looked at the purple sun in the bamboo forest clearing and Mo Shi's heads-up. He is the same height as Ye Wuji, neither high nor low, his appearance is not as handsome as Lin Tianyu, and he is not Mo's delicate face like a woman. But Ziri's face looks comfortable and natural, obviously hiding a lot of things, but it looks like a friendly and kind face without scheming. Each of his organs is bright and bright, and it appears to be sunny and reliable, harmless to humans and animals. If you make a poll and say who among us are the most comfortable to hand over your back, there is no doubt that the top of the list is Ziri.

Lin Tianyu was the first person in our group of monsters to propose the need for a cooperative alliance, Ye Wujian was the first person he invited, and Ziri was the second. Now that I think about it, I'm afraid Lin Tianyu was also blinded by his harmless face. Although this kid is not a bad person, he is really a thief. The simple conversation just now shows that this kid is definitely not as simple as it seems.

After Mo Shi fought with Tian Zhen, probably because the two of them were not very serious, his physical strength was still sufficient, and at the beginning of Hetian Zhen, he attacked with all his brains. Although everyone's heads-up at this time is like entertainment after our training. But with such a stunned style of play as Mo Shi, I'm afraid that there are only him and Cuban Aro in our team.

Fighting is a skill, and if you're not as agile as your opponent, don't choose to attack easily. Because the offense is a qualitative advance, one's own course of action becomes a predictable range for the opponent. If the opponent is sharp enough, it will be enough to find obvious weaknesses in your attacking rhythm, and the offense is often unable to take care of the defence, and it is only a matter of time before the focus is concentrated.

It's called 'the enemy doesn't move, I don't move.'" 'The importance of '.

Mr. once said that people with this kind of fighting personality must try to change. Because the manifestation of a person's moves is actually the manifestation of the person's personality, and the formation of a person's personality will also be influenced by his own moves for a long time, and the two are the same.

Mr. said that if you are impatient and blindly attack, then you must be a person in a hurry in life, and such a person usually fails because he is not prepared enough. Therefore, we must learn to be calm, first observe conservatively, grasp enough information about the opponent, and then counterattack, and know how to block the troops and cover the water. Only in this way can you make yourself invincible.

However, these are all assumptions that the difference in strength between the two is not large. If there is really a huge disparity in strength, it is like Cuba Aro fighting against an ordinary person, no matter how much that ordinary person defends, Cuba Arrow can still knock ordinary people out with one punch. How to defend when you are dizzy, and how to turn defeat into victory when you are dizzy. It's still hard power to win.

However, for the current competition, Ziri is undoubtedly the candidate to take Mr.'s theory to the extreme. Although they are all frolic, Purple Sun itself has developed such a fighting pattern. He kept a distance of two meters from Mo Shi as he stepped back. Not even a tentative attack.

Ye Wujian stood on the sidelines and saw clearly, Mo Shi's seemingly overwhelming attack actually completely exposed all his movements. If Ye Wujian is not mistaken, Ziri will go back another five meters, and Mo Shi will advance another five meters, with his current pace span, the thumb of the forefoot of the right foot that he relies on to support his body will inevitably step on a small stone, and at that time, Mo Shi's fixed body will inevitably be destroyed by that seemingly inconspicuous stone, and if nothing else, Mo Shi will fall by himself. And the pace span of the purple sun just crossed the small stone, and it didn't even touch the soles of his feet.

Five meters.

Four meters.

Three meters.

Two meters.

One meter.

'Plop!'

Mo Shi really fell, and everyone began to laugh, and the master who was called a monster actually fell down by himself during a fight. Even Mo Shi himself stood up and touched his head and smiled embarrassedly. But Ye Wujian knew in his heart that the color of that stone was close to the surface, and it was really not easy to find. And it was only when he was able to calmly observe the overall situation from the sidelines that he was able to find out that Mo Shi, who was concentrating on attacking, would definitely not pay attention to such a small and seemingly inconsequential thing.

Mo Shi said with a smile: "You are so lucky, if it weren't for this stone, Ye Wujian would have been able to overwhelm you with his momentum immediately." ”

Zi Sun just laughed, looking still innocent and harmless.

Hey, Ye Wujian was upset for Mo Shi in his heart, brother, you were calculated by him. But you don't lose unjustly, even if Ye Wujian says a word to him casually, he can find out Ye Wuji's flaws that are different from usual.

Sure enough, Mr. is right, the passive party is more able to grasp the initiative. But running away is such a thing, after all, you have to be more proactive.

It's scary, it's scary, and you still have to talk less.

From the beginning, Ye Wujian was supposed to be a lonely person. In the depths of my soul, a voice that seemed to belong to me kept reminding Ye Wujian in my mind.

Late at night. Ye Wuji's lonely soul wandered around the palace, and the patrolling soldiers walked past my soul. Ye Wufeng was not discovered by anyone, so he watched Ye Wufeng enter a state of being ignored by everyone. It's as if Ye Wujian obviously lives in this world, but is forgotten by the whole world. Over time, Ye Wujian actually hated this unique special ability of mine. Ye Wujian prefers to stay with his brothers and friends, and stay with Lingling, so that Ye Wujian can understand that Ye Wujian is really alive, not just a soul.

Ye Wujian seemed to remember that the samurai once said that only my family has this special ability. Ye Wujian didn't know what kind of family my family was, but Ye Wujian could clearly feel a loneliness and helplessness that had been passed down from generation to generation when he was in the state of his soul. The more Ye Wujian was familiar with controlling the soul, the more obvious this helpless sadness became. Ye Wujian didn't know the reason, and he was helpless.

One day, if Ye Wujian can escape from the palace, Ye Wujian must find out my family, and Ye Wujian must understand where this never-ending loneliness comes from.

But right now, although this sadness makes Ye Wuqian want to cry. But Ye Wujian still had to continue with my plan.

Interestingly, the state of the soul is in the void, and it is not able to feel the bone-chilling cold that is supposed to belong to the winter night. Ye Wujian told himself this kind of cold joke in his heart to soothe his emotions, but it didn't seem to be of much use.

However, after Ye Wuji's exploration of the route during this time, Ye Wujian has found the best way to escape from the palace after passing through the east wall. The most perfect thing is that the end of the path is exactly aligned with the yakiniku shop run by the samurai and Lingling, the perfect route, the perfect end.

The route has been decided, and the next thing to do is to find a way to overcome the obstacles on the route.

Ye Wujian walked in front of the east wall again, and kept recalling the day when Yang Ziquan's body was lying here, thinking back to what the instructor said, what the instructor had said. The reason why Yang Ziquan can't escape from here is because there is a mysterious and crucial marksman who only exists in war. As a result, the easiest place to break through the palace became the most impossible to climb over the high wall.

After Yang Ziquan's death, Ye Wujian had also seen his soul a few times, and his soul had been wandering on the east wall and in the bedroom, as if he wanted to leave here, but he couldn't leave, only wandering endlessly on both sides. As time passed, his soul became fainter and fainter, and he rarely saw his soul again, and not once recently.

Probably, it's the soul that has been scattered.

The monster that laughed and screamed and was full of vitality in the crowd finally disappeared without a trace. In our entire team, maybe only Ye Wujian remembers him because he can occasionally see the relationship between Yang Ziquan's soul. Ye Wujian guessed that Ye Wujian asked anyone, and he would definitely think for a long time before answering: "You mean Yang Ziquan who escaped and was killed some time ago?"

Yang Ziquan, who escaped and was killed. is the only impression left by Yang Ziquan.

Ye Wuqian was a little helpless, what if Ye Wuji's escape didn't go well? Not surprisingly, Ye Wuji's only impression left in this world was only the words 'escaped and killed'.

Therefore, Ye Wujian must think of finding out the hidden marksman around here. Ye Wujian walked under the east wall, and the three-meter-high east wall was like a monster blocking the way, blocking Ye Wuji's way forward endlessly.

But at this time, my soul is free, Ye Wujian jumped up, climbed above the east wall and looked around. The mind has been trying to recall what Mr. taught us about the marksman.

Mr. said that the people in the inner three rings have the potential to be marksmen, with keen observation and precise movements. Of course, precise calculations are required. Wind Dawn, the first marksman of the legendary Imperial City army, will calculate the distance from the target, the wind speed, the strength of the target itself, and even the degree of exposure of his whereabouts while pulling the bow.

Marksmen mostly appear on the battlefield, and a battle of 10,000 people is usually arranged, and at most a group of five or six marksmen can only be arranged, who are responsible for shooting through the heads of generals on the battlefield and gaining a decisive advantage for the victory of the war. The generals who really know how to fight are the masters of dodging the marksman and finding the marksman.

Ye Wujian looked around, and there were neat ornamental plants pruned by the servants of the palace, and dense rooms. There are too many places where people can hide, even if Ye Wujian has endless control over the soul, but Ye Wujian can't guarantee that the place where Ye Wujian has found no one will definitely not be the hiding place of the marksman. It's hard to say anything, what if Ye Wujian really found the stronghold of the marksman, but missed it because of the time when the marksman was in the thatched house? Or, even if Ye Wujian found the marksman, how could Ye Wuqian determine his identity, and not treat him as an ordinary person? Mr. didn't say what kind of face the marksman should look like.

In fact, Ye Wujian had been in and out of many rooms in this vicinity many times. But these rooms were as deserted as the rest of the palace, and there were no special rooms. There are indeed all kinds of people living in many of the rooms around here, but they all look like servants of the royal palace, not like the unfathomable marksman who can decide the victory of the war.