Zhu Ziming's disciples never thought that they would have such a powerful master, and Bai Yihe never thought that his master was actually a powerful ghost realm.

I once thought that even if Master Wan Yu came to the rescue, he would only be able to beat away Qian Pei and the others, but he never thought that he would be extremely domineering, and he actually killed three Soul Realm masters in a row.

After a night, more than ten corpses were placed at the door of the small Zhu Ji ironware shop, the city lord, Steward Zhang, Qian Pei, etc., all the famous people in the city in the early morning, all of them quietly squinted from a distance, turned back to their homes in horror, and immediately ordered to go down, from now on, Zhu Ji has become an existence that must not be provoked.

Early in the morning, Wan Yu, Bai Yihe, and Zhu Ziming sat in the backyard, the soul tea exuded a curling fragrance, and bursts of soul power tumbled and surged.

As the master, Wan Yu was the first to speak: "'Pig intestine', go back to the imperial capital with the uncle, don't stay in this small city!"

Yes, the master of Jiao'er Langdang appeared again, he used to be called the senior brother 'Xiao Zhuzi', but now he has become 'pig intestine', Bai Yihe doesn't know what to say, he is the one who is powerful, and he is also the one who is not like the words.

"Master, forget it! I don't want to go back, so I'll stay here!" Zhu Ziming was wrapped in a white cloth, and last night's injury made him look funny at the moment.

"Okay, a few senior brothers are the best for you, go to a remote town to open a small ironware shop, if it weren't for the uncle coming quickly this time, I would collect the body for you, you really want to kill the uncle, right?!" Wan Yu said with a helpless look on his face.

"Forget it, ask Master to fulfill it!" Zhu Ziming said firmly.

"Gotta got! You, uncle, I can't help it, fortunately, the second child is in the imperial capital to accompany the uncle, everyone else is bullish, running everywhere, you are the best, just nested in this mess of corners, do you still have a bit of the appearance of a genius caster back then?"

Listening to Wan Yu's hatred of iron and steel, Bai Yihe was a little surprised, "Senior brother is a genius caster? What is himself? The time it takes to get started by himself is only a fraction of that of senior brother!"

It wasn't until later after leaving Zhu Ji that Wan Yu talked about this matter, and solved the confusion for Bai Yihe, Zhu Ziming could be regarded as a famous genius caster in the Blue Bird Country, and after worshipping Wan Yu as a teacher, it only took nearly three hundred days to completely become a low-level caster in the First Hammer Realm, which was famous in the imperial capital at that time, and then took a very short time to enter the high-level caster of the Second Hammer Realm, and became a dazzling new star of the Imperial Capital Casters Guild.

However, more than ten years ago, Zhu Ziming's wife was seriously ill, and in order to save his wife, he went to the depths of the fierce Zelin to pick herbs with his own risk, and was injured by the low-level soul beast of the ghost realm.

His wife was not saved, and he fell to this point, and when Wan Yu knew all this and was rushing back with all his might, it was too late, and he was not in the Blue Bird Country at that time.

Later, the disheartened Zhu Ziming left the imperial capital and took the young Zhu Lei to open an ironware shop in Yanze City.

As for Zhu Ziming's statement that he broke the first hammer realm eight years ago and stepped into the second hammer realm, it was Zhu Ziming's words to cover up his inner pain, but in fact, his injuries were gradually recovering.

Bai Yihe, who knew the truth, understood why it was said that Wan Yu's disciples were all famous people, but the senior brother was so ordinary, it turned out that there were few things that people knew about.

The picture turned, Wan Yu knew that he couldn't persuade Zhu Ziming, so he stopped persuading him, picked up a communication token casually, and said: "Hey, old man Qingshuang, the uncle's disciple was bullied by the city lord in collusion with others in Fierce Ze City! The uncle killed those bastards, and now the uncle is very angry, and he wants to compensate my disciple, you send someone to send some over, and the matter is over!"

"Poof!" the white-clothed man who was drinking soul tea squirted out in one mouth.

Hearing Wan Yu Jiao'er Lang Lang's words, and it was to the power of the famous ghost realm, His Majesty Qingshuang, the emperor of the Blue Bird Country, sent a message, and the white clothes were full of black lines surging in his head.

At this time, in the palace of the Blue Bird Kingdom, an old eunuch held a communication token in his hand, and hurriedly came to His Majesty the Emperor with a small step: "Your Majesty! Among the more than ten communication tokens you ordered to guard, this one soul pattern is surging, and there is a message coming!"

"What are you talking about?' His Majesty Qingshuang stared at the old eunuch majestically and asked lightly.

"The slave didn't dare to listen to the content of the summons, only that it was the summons of Lord Wan Yu!" buried his head, the old eunuch picked up the summons token with both hands and handed it over.

Stunned, His Majesty Qingshuang took the transmission token, waved his hand to retreat the eunuchs and palace maids, and then the soul power poured into the soul pattern in the token, and a sound of hanging Lang Lang came, and then the words that Bai Yihe heard came into the ears of His Majesty Qingshuang.

His Majesty Qingshuang's head was wrinkled, his face was full of black lines, and he thought, "It seems that every time Wan Essential Oil transmits a message, it is right to withdraw from the eunuchs and palace maids, if others know that Wan Essential Oil is talking to me like this, it will definitely be a great damage to the royal majesty." ”

After thinking about the difficulties of the previous ten thousand essential oils, His Majesty Qingshuang immediately replied to the teleportation token in a deep voice: "Yes!"

Immediately, the eunuch was summoned to arrange the matter.

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The unprecedented Wan Yu stayed in Fierce Ze City for one more day, and after the three of them finished chatting that day, Wan Yu did not say anything to leave, turned around and went back to sleep in the arranged room, and Zhu Ziming taught the last of the three elements of the white-clothed co-caster who was about to leave, 'Kaifeng'.

Kaifeng, also known as Washing Front, is to polish the cast soul soldier with a Washing Stone, and finally make the soul soldier explode and bloom with the sharp aura that the soul soldier should have.

After informing Bai Yihe of the essence of Xifeng, Zhu Ziming was also ready to leave Zhu Ji, due to injury, Zhu Ji could not cast for the time being, Zhu Ziming was ready to go to all the forces in the city, apologize one by one, and pay for the loss.

But when Zhu Ziming opened the door of Zhu Ji, a group of Blue Bird Country Black Armor Lux had been standing at the door for a long time, before they dragged away the corpses of everyone placed at the door, and the leader respectfully stepped forward to talk to Zhu Ziming, left a space ring, and left.

After secretly observing the large and small forces in the city, the people in charge all cautiously walked to Zhu Ziming, and then as soon as he opened his mouth, he increased the orders of hundreds of casters, and gave Zhu Ziming a lot of condolences and supplements.

The night came quietly, in the backyard of Zhu Ji, a large round table was placed in the courtyard, and the table was full of all kinds of delicacies.

At tonight's parting banquet, except for Zhu Ziming's two disciples, who were seriously injured and could not be present, the rest of the people were all sitting at the table, not only to celebrate the rest of everyone's lives after the catastrophe, but also to bid farewell to Wan Yu and Bai Yihe.

Or tomorrow's parting, or the parting of the sweetheart, in short, an indescribable melancholy spreads on the table, and even the fragrance of the food seems so sad.

Tonight, everyone is immersed in eating, and only the sound of eating is heard at the round table, but not the sound of words.

"Brother Bai, will you leave with your master tomorrow?" As if feeling that the atmosphere was very depressing, Zhu Lei smiled and asked, but her question seemed to be a little repetitive, and everyone understood that they would definitely leave tomorrow.

The bronzed face tapped, and Bai Yihe immediately said: "Yes! Lei'er must take care of Senior Brother, you can't let him move the hammer these days!"

"Okay!Brother Bai, when will you leave tomorrow?, would it be nice for Lei'er to give you a ride?!" He asked with a smile again, but when he received the affirmative reply that Bai Yihe would leave tomorrow, the sweet smile changed its taste, and the sweetness seemed to gradually become bitter.

"No need, Lei'er can just sleep well! Master and I will leave very early, and it won't be good to delay your sleep! Beautiful women all fall asleep!" Bai Yihe said with a light smile.

Bai Yihe knew that when he parted, he hurt Zhu Lei the most, he wanted to avoid the sadness of parting, he wanted to leave quietly, after all, he had Ye Meier's company, and he couldn't tolerate the rest of the beauty in his heart.

"I'm full!Master, I'll go first, Master, Uncle, I wish you a safe journey!"

"Ahh

Later, several of Zhu Ziming's disciples left Zhu Ji after sending parting gifts.

"Uncle Ben is also full!Large intestine, have you eaten enough?" Looking at the departing people, Wan Yu also put down his chopsticks and said in a deep voice.

"Eh! I haven't eaten yet, I still have to eat for a while!" Zhu Ziming replied to Wan Yu, but his eyes never left Bai Yihe and Zhu Lei.

"Eat a fart! Go to Uncle Ben and go back to the house to eat!" I saw Wan Yu pulling Zhu Ziming back to the room with a black line on his face.

At this moment, only Bai Yihe and Zhu Lei were left in the courtyard.

Zhu Lei sat quietly, eating vegetables in white clothes, and never spoke, looking a little embarrassed.

After waiting for a while, Zhu Lei spoke first: "Brother Bai, can you tell Lei'er about your previous story?"

"Before?"

"Okay, I'll tell you about it!"

"Before I went to the imperial capital, I bought a flower boat in Wanzhong City, and I like to go to the flower boat day and night to have fun!"

At this point, Bai Yihe lost his voice and continued to eat.

Zhu Lei seemed to feel that something was wrong, and asked in a deep voice, "What about later?"

"Later, it's gone! It's just a day to visit the flower boat, and my father gives me a lot of silver tickets every day!" Bai Yi was stunned, and then replied.

"Brother Bai, what is a flower boat?" Zhu Lei frowned slightly, and her eyes flashed with doubt.

"Eh! it's Qinglou!" replied awkwardly with a blushing face!

"Woo!"

Suddenly, Zhu Lei's low sobbing voice came, and she saw that her bright eyes were as pitiful as Yingying autumn water, and her intermittent voice came into Bai Yi's ears: "Bai~ Brother Bai, if you don't ~ don't want to talk with Lei'er, just ~ forget it! lest Lei'er provoke ~ make people idle!

Since ancient times, women have been so delicate, and the tears are pitiful!

"I want to kill this kid, dare to make my daughter cry!" Zhu Ziming, who was hiding in the room and peeking at the scene, saw his daughter crying, and immediately his blood surged, ready to rush out to fight Bai Yihe.

"Hit a fart! You know a ball, this is a routine, don't cry, how can you win people's hearts?" Wan Yu's eyes were quick, and he grabbed Zhu Ziming, otherwise at this time, Bai Yihe would inevitably have a 'love' from the senior brother!

"Why don't you want to talk to Lei'er? It's just that I didn't lie at all, I really went to the flower boat every day in the past!" Bai Yihe scratched his head, although he visited the flower boat every day, he had never been touched, and it was the first time to say that he had faced a woman alone, except for Ye Meier.

"Okay!

Zhu Lei raised her head slightly, looked at the sky, and then said lightly: "It's not early, Brother Bai hurry up and wash and rest! Tomorrow you will get up early!"

Without waiting for Bai Yihe to speak, Zhu Lei stood up, pushed Bai Yihe into his room, turned around and closed the door and left.

"Brother Bai, Lei'er wishes you prosperity in martial arts!

A wish floated into the ears of the white clothes from outside the door, and then a sound of footsteps was heard in the distance......

Zhu Lei knew that when she flew to the rescue that day, Big Brother Bai used her body to block the attack for her, and from that moment on, she could no longer suppress her affection.

But Zhu Lei knew that when she put down her body and sobbed, when Big Brother Bai did not wipe away her tears, he did not belong to her after all!

So, turning around and leaving may be the best ending!

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On the second day, before dawn, Bai Yihe and Wan Yu secretly left without alarming anyone.

Farewell pavilion outside the city, buried in tears since ancient times.

Standing in the pavilion, the wind seemed to be a little desolate, looking at the two people who were gradually moving away, Zhu Lei's tears slowly fell, moistening the ground and wetting the heart.

Immediately, the red lips opened lightly, and a melodious and tactful, but desolate singing voice drifted away with the wind:

Where will I go in the clouds?ah~Where will I go?

Forget to return, don't say spring.

Thousands of herbs and flowers cold food road,

Whose tree is the incense car tied to?

Yes~

Hah~

Hah~

Tearful eyes leaning on the building and talking alone.

Shuangyan flew in, Mo Shang met?

Stirring up spring sorrow like catkins.

There is nowhere to be found in your dreams.

Ah~ There is nowhere to be found in your dreams......

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"Master, do you hear the sound of singing?" Bai Yihe, who was walking on the road, seemed to feel something, and suddenly asked in a deep voice.

"Shut up! there's no singing!" Then Wan Yu closed his hearing and left with peace of mind.

"But I think there's ......"