Looking at the back of Xiao Feng's dashing departure, Ye Wushuang also solved a regret in his heart. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

His life experience cannot be changed, but it can make him suffer a little less injustice, there is only so much he can do, and the rest is all up to him.

"Slut, do you have any last words to say?" Ye Wushuang approached Kang Min, who looked crazy, and asked slowly.

"It's all you, it's all you!" Kang Min stretched out his claws and grabbed at his face, his eyes revealing unparalleled hatred.

"The last words are finished? Go in peace, it's not interesting to live anyway! ”

"Zheng!"

The shadow sword was unsheathed, and the jasper light flashed away!

Kang Min's big head rose to the sky, bright red blood splashed everywhere, that beautiful head rolled down, the hatred on her face did not disappear at all, she may have doubts until she died, why did Ye Wushuang know about her careful plan?

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm willing to be a cow and a horse for you......" Quan Guanqing saw that he even killed women, and his originally calm heart collapsed instantly, and he kowtowed and begged for mercy.

However, Ye Wushuang didn't hesitate for a moment, his figure flashed, and he came to him, and the sword qi was uncertain, stabbing towards his eyebrows.

A touch of blood red flowed, and Quan Guanqing followed Kang Min down to the Netherworld Mansion.

As for Bai Shijing and the others, he didn't bother to pay attention to them, and after killing them, he directly picked up the light skills and disappeared into the distance.

A subtle sound fell into the ears of Beiluo Shimen in a dense way.

"I don't want to kill you today, wait until the day of Huashan's sword, if you don't satisfy me, you will lose the value of living!"

The player's cultivation speed far exceeds that of the people in the game, and it only takes a while to create a master, leaving the Beiluo Master Sect on the day of Huashan Sword, satisfying a little pleasure in his heart, isn't it more wonderful than killing him?

Beiluo Shimen gasped, his forehead was bruised, his fists were clenched, and he secretly swore in his heart that he must learn the "Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descent" and beat Ye Wushuang to death on the spot on that day.

......

Ye Wushuang left the apricot forest, and suddenly felt a little bored, and just wanted to go offline to see the development of the outside world in reality.

Suddenly, his body seemed to be poisoned, his hands and feet were weak for a while, his mind was working, and the toxin was forced out on the spot.

"I almost forgot about this, after the Apricot Forest incident, it seems that a group of Xixia people charmed all the beggars with a sad breeze, and one of them was pretended to be by Murong Fu?"

After a little thought, he understood the cause and effect, and almost forgot about it.

In the apricot forest!

"It's not good, who's poisoning!"

"What's the matter, poisoned?"

The few elders who were originally silent woke up one after another, and when they looked at the hundreds of people who were all paralyzed on the ground, they immediately knew that they had been ambushed.

"Hahaha, don't struggle, this is my Xixia Yipintang treasure sad crisp breeze, there is no antidote to the poison, let's die!" A shadowy sound came from afar, followed by the sound of horses' hooves.

Elder Xu, one of the four elders of the Beggar Gang, was shocked when he saw the comer, "Why are the Xixia people here?" The other three elders were also surprised.

The two helmsmen who divided the rudder of Dayi and Dayong said at the same time: "Elder Xu, this is the agreement between Gang Master Qiao and Xixia in the apricot forest. ”

"What now, Joe...... The peaks are gone! ”

"Don't waste time, fast luck is poisonous!"

The people's bodies were paralyzed, only their mouths could speak, and the rest of the body could not move.

The departed Ye Wushuang went and returned, too lazy to care about these people, except for people like him, who are not invaded by poison, can only be detoxified with antidotes.

"Sorrowful and crisp breeze", is a colorless and odorless poisonous gas, collect the poison in the Xixia Snow Mountain Joy Valley to make water, usually in the bottle, when using, their own nose has long been stuffed with antidotes, uncorked, poisonous water vapor comes out, it is like a breeze blowing the body, no matter how clever you are, you can not perceive.

When his eyes were stinging, the poisonous gas had rushed into his head. After poisoning, tears fall like rain, which is called "sadness", the whole body cannot move, it is called "crisp", and the poisonous gas is colorless and odorless, which is called "fresh wind".

The sound of horses' hooves became faster and faster, and in less than a moment, several horses lined up side by side, and the knights immediately held large banners with the words "Western Xia" and "Helian", and here the horses were followed by a large group of cavalry.

In Ye Wushuang's eyes, the warrior on the left side of the cavalry with a blank look and covering his face with a face towel was probably "Li Yanzong" pretended to be Murong Fu.

The divine light of the innate master is often introverted and cannot be directly recognized, unless the realm is higher than the innate existence, otherwise it will not be able to see through the strength and weakness of the same innate master.

But this doesn't mean that Ye Wushuang can't see that among so many cavalrymen, only this person is the strongest, he is not Murong Fu, who is?

The purpose of his going and returning is to meet the wonderful things about Gusu Murong's "Dou Zhuan Xing Shift" for a while.

"Whoa!!"

A loud whistle exploded in the apricot grove, attracting the attention of the beggars lying on the ground and the Western Xia cavalry.

Ye Wushuang walked out slowly holding the Chengying Sword, his expression relaxed and freehand.

"Huh? Who are you? Didn't even get poisoned by the sorrowful breeze? ”

The leader of the Western Xia cavalry, the official Yipintang Helian Tieshu, was extremely surprised, because since the creation of this colorless and odorless poison, no one had ever been able to smell it and be unharmed.

"Hey, don't care who I am, please continue what you want to do, I won't bother, and please don't bother my good things!" Ye Wushuang raised his eyebrows and turned his head to Murong Mu.

"That masked and faceless person, don't hide it's you, I know who you are, the famous Gusu Murong Fu...... Don't be in a hurry to deny it, come out and talk about anything else! ”

Murong Fu suddenly felt inexplicable, who is this? What do you want to do? How do you know that he is Murong Fu?

"This brother, I must have recognized the wrong person, how can I be ......"

"Don't be in a hurry to deny it, if you don't come to do it with me, I will immediately go to your Shenhezhuang and dig up your ancestral grave, do you believe it or not?" Ye Wushuang swore and said with wide eyes.

If you block the road in one sentence, how can you argue with it? Murong Fu's face was gloomy, this person ruined his plan and had to die.

The purpose of lurking in the Xixia Yipintang is to provoke a dispute between the Western Xia and the Great Song Dynasty, and today it has been recognized by someone?

The long sword hanging on the horse was pulled out with a bang, the cold light was like electricity, and in an instant, it spanned a distance of ten zhang, and Murong Fu shot out with hatred.

"Hahaha, I won't expose you if I do it earlier, I have to let off a mouth cannon every time, it's really unpleasant!" Ye Wushuang blinked, "I just tried Bei Qiaofeng's "Eighteen Palms of Descending Dragons", but I didn't expect that now there is Murong Jia's "Dou Zhuan Xing Shifting"? It's worth the trip! ”