By the end of the five-hour cultivation guidance, Yaoyang was already exhausted. Bidding farewell to the old man and disconnecting from the brain domain network, Yaoyang returned to his small room.

The results of the cultivation of the brain domain network seemed to have been reflected in the body, and Yao Yang moved his muscles and bones a few times, and vaguely felt that his strength had increased a little. He wasn't sure if it was the effect of the Yi Jin Sutra or his own psychological effects.

"I don't know when my dantian aperture will become the same as ordinary people, should I find a chance to test it again?" Yaoyang lay on the bed and thought about it for a while, and then fell asleep in a daze.

At five o'clock in the morning, Yaoyang woke up. He walked out of the house in the morning light and made his way to the bank of a small river nearby.

It was not yet dawn, and there was a layer of mist floating by the river, and there was not even a ghost shadow. Yaoyang exhaled a long breath and began his morning exercise.

Early morning is the time of the day when the mind is the clearest, and it is also very suitable for cultivating the Yijin Sutra. With a breath and a breath, Yao Yang put his hands at his side and probed them back, as if holding a big ball. This is the cultivation method formulated by the old man in the brain domain network for Yaoyang, and he can have a deeper understanding of the essence of Wei Tuo's pestle.

With his hands on the side, Yaoyang's feet were not idle, his steps were very broken, and every step reached an extremely strange position. This is exactly the footwork on Ling Bo's micro-step, which was memorized by rote by Yaoyang, even if the internal strength is temporarily insufficient to practice, at least the footwork must be memorized first.

In this way, he walked along the river to cultivate, but in just an hour, Yao Yang had already walked two round-trips on the bank of the river four or five hundred meters long. He only felt that his breath was getting longer and farther, and his mind was becoming more and more clear. The eye can even penetrate the riverbank and see the misty opposite bank.

Just when Yaoyang's whole body was full of breath, as if every pore was open, a scream on the other side of the river woke him up from his cultivation state.

The river where Yaoyang cultivated was called the Mae Tuo River, with a width of about twenty meters, dividing Bohai City into two parts, north and south, from west to east. To the south is the slum where Yaoyang lives, and to the north are the two wealthy areas of Dong'an and Xiping.

The environment in the slum is bad, there are dilapidated and old houses everywhere, the streets are either gangsters or female liars, and the law and order is a mess, similar to the kind of vendetta that Yaoyang encountered yesterday will happen in three days. The affluent area is a different scene, with clean and spacious streets, palatial villas, and bustling commercial streets, which are completely two worlds away from the slums.

"What's going on?" Yaoyang looked strangely across the river. At this moment, a second scream rang out again, and then Yao Yang saw a small blurry figure through the mist on the river.

"What's going on?" Yaoyang looked at the past curiously. Probably because he had just finished cultivating the relationship between his clear eyes and his eyes, he could still see it very clearly even though there was a twenty-meter-wide river in the middle.

I saw a petite figure rushing out of the mist on the opposite bank, with purple hair and black clothes, and a black cloak. This outfit is very strange, especially when worn on such a small person.

Behind the petite figure, a dozen more figures appeared, and under the cover of the mist, they quickly approached from both sides like ghosts.

Seeing that he was about to be surrounded, the petite figure suddenly stopped, spread his hands and said in a very innocent tone: "Uncle, do you recognize the wrong person?" ”

The river flowed very slowly, and Yaoyang faintly heard the sound coming from there, and suddenly shivered. Isn't this the killer Lori who sold flowers I met yesterday!

Yaoyang looked at the petite figure again, wasn't it the violent Lori. She left such an impression on Yaoyang that she could recognize it when she was burned to ashes.

The group of pursuers were obviously deceived by Lori's sudden weakness, and did not immediately form an encirclement. Such negligence was fatal, and Lori's hands suddenly shone brightly, tearing the mist to pieces.

"It's a butterfly knife again!" Yaoyang is a dagger maker and has considerable research on daggers. He could see at a glance that Lori was still using the two butterfly knives that assassinated Ma Long.

The butterfly knife is a kind of [***] type folding knife, light and small, sharp, folded when not in use, and can be easily thrown off with one hand when used, turning into a beautiful and moving deadly blade like a butterfly with wings.

When folded, the murderous aura of the butterfly knife is completely hidden, and it is easy to ignore the hidden danger inside. But once you relax your guard against the butterfly knife, you may become a ghost under the knife in the next second.

Yaoyang has also created butterfly knives and can play a lot of dazzling tricks, but compared to the use of butterfly knives by violent Lori, his small methods are completely vulnerable.

In the hands of the violent Lori, the butterfly knife is completely like a pair of dancing butterfly wings, conjuring into millions of shapes, beautiful and dazzling, and there are blood lights splashing out where the light flashes!

A pursuer rushed diagonally to Lori's side, and when he reached out to grab Lori, a blood line suddenly burst out on his neck, and he stumbled to the ground without even screaming.

Lori's shot is clean and clean, and there is almost no superfluous movement. Yaoyang wanted to slip away, but when he saw this fierce battle, he suddenly couldn't move. He knew that Lori must have performed some kind of extremely powerful martial arts, and looking at it twice at this time would definitely be of great help to his future development.

Yaoyang's mind moved, and he simply hid behind the river embankment, only showing his head to watch the subsequent development. A thin mist obscured his figure, and it was hard to spot a person hiding here if he didn't get close.

The petite Lori seems to be able to blow away with just a gust of wind, especially when she jumps nimbly, as if she is floating on the wind. The speed of the chasing soldiers is also very fast, and the number of people is overwhelming, but it is difficult to surround her.

And what's even more terrifying is that Lori's butterfly knife is haunting, and within two or three meters of her side is simply a death zone. Anyone who dares to enter this area will be immediately sent to hell by the butterfly knife.

In the blink of an eye, three or four pursuers fell under the butterfly knife, each of them with deep fatal wounds on their bodies, and there was still no one alive under the butterfly knife.

But there were too many pursuers, and there were constantly flashing in the fog, and there were twenty or thirty of them. Even if the violent Lori knife kills her, it is difficult to defeat so many people.

What's even worse is that Lori has no way to escape. Although the water of the Mae Tuo River is not fast, it is five or six meters deep, and it can easily swallow an adult. Besides, the width of the river is more than 20 meters, which cannot be crossed by ordinary light exercises, and this natural barrier blocks Lori's escape route, and it seems that only by inserting wings can she get rid of the pursuers.

The pursuers also seemed to know that Lori had no way out, and they spread into a fan shape unhurriedly, squeezing in from all directions. Half of them were armed with sharpened black axes, and a few of them hid their hands in their arms, as if they were masters of hidden weapons.

"She's going to be miserable!" Seeing this scene, Yaoyang was almost certain of Lori's fate. No matter how strong the butterfly knife is, it is impossible to kill a bloody path from so many pursuers, and as for jumping into the water to swim and escape, it seems that it is also self-defeating.

Lori rushed to the bank of the river, and only then did she stop, having already stepped into the water with one foot in her little black boots. Her gaze cut through the mist, and she didn't see Yaoyang hiding behind the riverbank.

"Don't try to escape, lay down your arms and surrender. As long as you confess to the Messenger of the Lord, you may be able to survive! Someone shouted.

The corners of Lori's lips raised slightly, revealing a cute and flawless smile, shrugged her shoulders and said, "Uncles, I'm very well-behaved, don't force me." ”

Of course, the pursuers will not be fooled again, they know that every time Lori shows such a smile, someone must be unlucky, and they all subconsciously take a few steps back.

Taking advantage of the slight relaxation of the encirclement, Lori suddenly kicked her feet hard and jumped up. The bottom of her boots thumped, as if a spring was stretching under her feet, bouncing her petite body high and drawing a high parabola in the air, easily crossing most of the river.

Just when Lori's body reached the highest point and was pulled by gravity to fall, Lori suddenly grabbed the two corners of the cloak on her back with her backhand.

The cloak turned into a parachute at this critical moment, and although it was still difficult to change the trend of falling, she used her habit to glide towards the shore.

"Shoot her!" The pursuers came to their senses, and some people screamed.

"Whoosh Whoosh...... "Whoosh" shot out like a flying locust-like hidden weapon, including poison-coated flying needles, extremely sharp throwing knives, heavy and thick iron bullets, and iron thistles covered in thorns. So many hidden weapons are all shot out with the aimless method of rain in the sky, and the good thing to say is that the attack range is wide, and the bad thing to say is that this group of people has no accuracy at all.

Even if you don't have the right head, enough hidden weapons means enough lethality. Even though Lori's target was small enough, she still took a few hits.

"Bang......" Lori fell from the air exhausted and landed only seven or eight steps away from Yaoyang. There were several hidden weapons stuck in her back, and strangely colored blood was flowing from her wounds.

Lori struggled to pull out all the hidden weapons on her back with her backhand, but it was difficult to stop the bleeding. She tried to get up, but her hands slipped and fell to the ground. Looking at her, it seems that the poison on the hidden weapon is attacking, which is eroding her nerves.

"She's poisoned, go over and catch her!" Shouts were heard from the other side. The pursuers did not have the courage to use their cloaks as parachutes and rushed towards the nearest bridge.

Yaoyang looked at Lori a few steps away, and didn't know what to do for a while. Reason told him that the wisest choice at this time was to turn around and slip away, as if he didn't see it, but he couldn't take a step.

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