Zhang Yun was stunned, and then laughed: "By the way, the lid of the box blocked your view when I opened the box." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoI flipped through a dozen pages, but unfortunately I didn't see any doorway. If you have to compare me to someone who has lost all of his martial arts and basically can't remember, I don't think it's necessary. What's more, didn't you choose what was most beneficial to Sifang Mountain in the end?"

Yi Jian smiled helplessly, he didn't believe that Zhang Yun didn't feel anything after reading it, and even suddenly regretted that he didn't choose that sword book. Let a master who once stood firmly in the realm of immortals, even a master with amnesia, get a book that seems to be tailor-made for the ultimate martial arts secrets. If the next time Sifang Mountain and the Zhang family face each other, when the master of Sifang Mountain has to face a no-nothing divine sword in Zhang Yun's hand, Yi Jian knows that he will definitely regret it.

"You can come and rob me when you go out, I don't have the ability to resist anyway. Zhang Yun suddenly dropped such a sentence, and then turned around and pointed to one of the three doors, "But that's all after we go out, and now we still have to cooperate sincerely, otherwise it is impossible for either of you and me to finish this situation of more than half of a hundred steps now." ”

Yi Jian's face was slightly embarrassed, he knew Zhang Yun's straightforwardness, but he forgot his mouth that was really powerful and difficult to parry.

The atmosphere between the two was a little dull, but fortunately, the passage was in front of him, Zhang Yun took a step forward, and Yi Jian only had to keep up.

Forty miles east of the mountain col village, Li Yuelian and Tang Luoran suddenly lost the trace of Zhan Xiangsheng. This made Li Yuelian and Tang Luoran extremely surprised, and even a little frightened, because they didn't realize until this time that the hidden strength of the other party was far beyond their imagination, and the reason why they could be followed by them along the way was only because "Zhan Xiangsheng" deliberately leaked his whereabouts and lured the two of them to this mountain col village was true.

As for why "Zhan Xiangsheng" suddenly disappeared, Li Yuelian could guess one or two. After all, it is related to the whereabouts of the divine soldiers coveted by those who know the rivers and lakes and even the world, and if there is wind, it will be spread, and it will inevitably not be only the "Zhan Xiangsheng" and the forces to which he belongs who know the clues to the birth of the divine soldiers. And the sudden departure of "Zhan Xiangsheng" confirmed Li Yuelian's guess from the side, there must be other forces that are also close to or have arrived in Shanao Village, causing this "Zhan Xiangsheng" to have to leave immediately, and even give up the two women of the Zhang family who he could have guessed correctly.

"It's good to listen to my sister, if you are still as close as before, I am afraid that before 'Zhan Xiangsheng' leaves, there is a chance that he will consider counterattacking and trying to capture you with one hand. Li Yuelian wiped the cold sweat oozing from her forehead, thinking that she had thought that she and Tang Luoran would still be invincible even if they tried their best, and it would be no problem to follow them closer, she felt that she was too confident, confident to the point of carelessness.

Tang Luoran said with a smile: "I actually listened to your analysis, sister, and I feel that this old man is too mysterious, and I always feel that it is right to be a little more careful on the basis of caution, in fact, I still regret that I have to drag it out for another three miles." Don't blame yourself for this, since it's not far from the destination, let's go and join in the fun, be careful, anyway, we also want to see if there is a chance to contact friends in advance.

Li Yuelian nodded and said in a deep voice: "Yes, be careful." Let's change the route, not afraid of being late, just in case. ”

Ten miles to the west of the wine shop outside the mountain col village, Ziwu, who had received the order, had just finished arranging the task, and then returned to his original silent state, watching the Mo family disciples who would inevitably die because of his arrangement to leave.

The disciples of the Mo family have never been afraid of death, especially when it comes to the goals of the Mo family or some other definite goal, and their fanaticism for accomplishing the goal or protecting the Mo family goes far beyond the scope of the so-called dead soldiers. Under this premise, the benefits that death can bring have become an existence that these Mo disciples can rush to.

Ziwu is also one of them, he can also give everything he has for the Mo family at any time, so he turned around and left after giving the task, because in fact, this time he is the one who really took on the biggest and most dangerous task.

Ziwu brought a lot of things, so many that it took two horses to control them all. These things on horses and horses are all of Ziwu's belongings, and they are also the essence of his "Thousand Puppet Technique", and they are all his reliance on this mission.

Shaolin Temple is a jade monk, no matter how unworthy of the name, this old monk who has been facing the wall for decades in the mirror valley of the mountain behind the Shaolin Temple must also have a strength that cannot be underestimated no matter what. Ziwu thought about this very clearly, and he didn't underestimate the enemy. He decided to summon all the Thousand Puppet Techniques to the old monk, but only on the premise of making sure that Shaolin and Shantang had already started.

That premise required the sacrifice of sixty Mo disciples to redeem, and the final prediction of the success rate was still no more than seventy percent. Ziwu was a little nervous, and his palms were full of sweat.

Compared to Ziwu, who needed some kind of result to determine whether he could continue, the sixty Mo disciples who had already disguised themselves and scattered to pounce on the wine shop were much more crisp and brave. What they need to do is very simple, through their own skills and lives, provoke a fight between the bald donkeys of the Shaolin Temple and the disciples of the Shantang who are synonymous with hypocrisy.

The jade monk had just picked up the tea in his hand, but suddenly he tightened his brows, and a pair of slightly cloudy eyes were slightly raised, looking at the west of the wine shop.

"All the disciples listen to the order, don't drink tea, and wait for the enemy in formation!" Knowing the source of his momentary worry, the jade monk slowly got up and gave the order, and at the same time poured the tea in his hand in the direction of the kitchen on his side.

The tea was weak and invisible from the cup, but in the splash of the jade monk, it turned into thousands of tiny droplets, and with enough force to penetrate the iron stone, it caressed the wall, door, and window of the kitchen, and then easily penetrated, and continued to pounce on the people behind it.

The earth demon could figure out that the murderous aura and killing intent that suddenly appeared was definitely not the work of the disciples of the Good Hall, but at this moment when he had just sent the potion of tea, this damn old bald donkey actually chose them as the biggest target when he made a choice.

"Old stupid donkey!" the demon scolded in a low voice, sweeping up everything on the stove with one leg, and the pots and pans formed a unique wall, just enough to block the splashing tea.

The pot is leaking and the bowl is broken, the basin is falling to the bottom, and the scoop is opened. These objects, mixed with the internal power of the demon, did not succeed in blocking the tea, but they had given the demon and the demon enough time to retreat.

"To kill or not to kill!?" He didn't have to fight with the demon at this time, he made the most direct and correct choice, and threw his thoughts to someone who was better at it.