Yun Ting carried two heavy swords, in this comparison, his body looked very thin, the autumn wind was swaying, it seemed that under the wind, Yun Ting would be pushed down at any time under the cooperation of the autumn wind and the two swords.

But Yun Ting didn't, he stood abruptly, and the two swords on his back were abruptly silent, just as there are too many abrupt things in this world, and there are so many people who live strangely and accept the eyes of others. Yun Ting is also this kind of abrupt person, a person who is reborn must be abrupt, he is walking in the trend of the times, after all, he has lived for a few more years, died again, and returned to the past, do you say he is not trendy? Now the so-called trend of the Tianyuan Era has to sigh behind the lonely back of Yunting.

Ranger is not uncommon in the late Han Dynasty, but it is still very rare to have a chivalrous fan and a fierce general like Yun Ting, and the two swords on his back are meant to attract the attention of players and passers-by. The direction of Yunting's running is Julu County, but it can also be said that it is not entering the city, this appearance, before approaching, you have to be arrested, according to the portrait that is pasted at the head of the city, you have to be beaten, and if you can't run away, your head will be bleeding.

When he arrived at the city wall, a person escaped, Yun Ting escaped directly to the city, everything was fine, extraordinary people, naturally even the way of travel was unusual, and this is how Yun Ting came out when he came out. You don't need to be interrogated, you just need to crash into the city wall very simply, and then launch the human escape technique, and you can get out of the city. Ever since he had the Human Escape Technique, Yun Ting knew that he no longer needed the door, and even if he wanted to enter the women's bathhouse, he could pass through the wall without worrying about being surrounded or closed.

As for the Oneiroi machine, needless to say, few people recognize him, and he is the person who shows that he is Wang Yue, the number one wonder man in Shenzhou, who dares to provoke him? If you provoke Wang Yue, you are a county magistrate, governor, Jiuqing, you have to be prepared to be beheaded, even the emperor is on Wang Yue, life and death are five or five. There is a Wang Yue, who is better than 100,000 armor soldiers, what 100,000 armor soldiers can do, he can do it, and what 100,000 armor soldiers can't do, Wang Yue can also do it, this is called a strategic weapon, one person in hand, the world is terrifying.

Running all the way, jumping, and evasive, even if he was in such a hurry, Yunting was still slow. When the wind and dust servants arrived in front of Wang Yue's mansion, the Dream God Machine and the Beacon Opera princes were already waiting for Yun Ting, one person and one bamboo tube, drinking refreshingly, looking at their clothes, there was too much dust less than Yun Ting.

Yun Ting sighed, all because of the two swords on his back, plus two legs, he couldn't run six legs. So he was in the dust, but the Dream God Machine and the Beacon Fire Opera Princes were Shi Shiran and extremely comfortable.

Patting the soil on his body, Yun Ting took the bamboo tube handed over by the Oneiroi machine, took a few sips of tea, slowed down, and then said, "How many have you solved?" ”

The princes of the Beacon Fire Opera compared three fingers, and the Oneiroi Machine also compared three fingers, Yun Ting really doubted that they had a premeditated action, the same horseback, the same demolition of the village, and even the same number of demolished villages.

"Thirty?" Yun Ting asked aloud.

The two of them shook their heads slowly, added another palm, and compared two fingers. Now Yun Ting finally understood, it was twenty-three villages, and the princes of the Beacon Fire Opera and Oneiroi had demolished twenty-three villages, two in one, forty-six villages, that is, half of them were demolished and destroyed.

"So, I killed fifty-four villages by myself?" Yun Ting was very confused, it seemed that he had never been to such a village, how could he inadvertently destroy so many villages.

"You've crossed the line!" The princes of the Beacon Fire Opera and the Oneiroi spoke in unison, casting a contemptuous look at Yunting.

Touching his nose, Yun Ting realized that there were so many aunts and aunts who shouted that he was doing the right thing for heaven and eliminating harm for the people, but he was taken to another oppressed village, killed the village chief in a daze, and demolished the village chief's office. Yun Ting is still sober, but these people at the level of aunts and aunts are too enthusiastic, and those villages are also marked with red pens on the map given by Wang Yue, so Yun Ting was easily destroyed. However, it is strange to say, Yun Ting feels that he is in a very good mood after being reborn, and he does not have the gloomy and indifferent of his previous life, so I don't know why, what the reason is.

Probably what was once had, and what was lost, reappeared.

"Do people who are born again be in a good mood? Another day I'll have a chance to ask about the supercomputer! Yun Ting thought in his heart, and raised his hand at the Beacon Opera Princes and the Dream God Machine who were like brothers at the moment: "Let's go, see the master." ”

Glaring at Yun Ting fiercely, removing the murderous gaze that should be able to kill, the two pushed open the door of the house and walked in, Yun Ting followed behind, he really didn't dare to walk in front, and the pressure in front was very great. If you walk in front, your back will be cold, but it is better to walk behind, at least you make others chill, not others who look at you and make you chill and hairy.

"You're here?" Wang Yue stood in the courtyard, turned around, and looked at the three of them.

"Here we are." The three of them stood respectfully.

"I know your tasks are all done, Xiaoliu, this is for you, haven't you always wanted to throw your wooden sword?" Wang Yue raised his hand, a ray of light shot out of his hand, and a sword as slender as a thin wing appeared in front of the princes of the Beacon Fire Opera, and the sword body was inserted into the ground for half a minute, and he still trembled. It is as gloomy as a pool of autumn water, and the weak sword body is cold and light, which has its own bleak taste, taking people's lives in the bleak world, which is exciting, and a sword blows away the fallen leaves and blood flowers.

"The name of the sword is Qiushui, this Qiushui sword that has been followed as a teacher for many years, I will give it to Xiaoliu." The princes of the Beacon Fire Opera did not reach out to take the Qiushui Sword, a puzzled look flashed on their faces, and they asked hesitantly, "Master, what's wrong with you?" How to make it seem like you want to separate life and death. ”

Wang Yue didn't answer, and his eyes fell on Yun Ting and Dream God Ji: "As for Yun Ting, you and I don't have the status of master and apprentice, but we have the reality of master and apprentice, but you don't have to care about this." I've already given you the rewards for the two of you, don't ask for a teacher anymore, otherwise I won't even have the iron sword left at my waist. ”

Wang Yue rarely said a word, and this great grandmaster seemed to be a little bitter in his heart, but it was difficult to see it from the outside.

"Ding Dong, the Chongwu Sword belongs to the player Yunting."

Yun Ting doesn't care if he is a sword or not, and getting along with Wang Yue for more than ten days has made Yun Ting a little reluctant, because they are all the same kind of people, they are all people who are cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

"Master, are you really leaving? Why don't I go with you? The princes of the Beacon Opera continued to ask, and made their own requests.

"Beacon!" Yun Ting grabbed the Beacon Opera princes and suppressed him with his perverted arm strength, but the Beacon Opera princes still struggled, struggling to break free from Yun Ting's shackles.

"Little Liu, go with Yun Ting, follow him, you can learn a lot. As for me, you don't have to worry, your third, fourth, and fifth senior brothers will send me to Chang'an. Wang Yue smiled, with a touch of gloom in his tone, and the deep cold of this autumn.

"Time, there's no time, even if you want to go with me, there's no time."

"But, master..."The princes of the Beacon Opera wanted to say something, but they were stopped by Yun Ting.

"You!" The princes of the Beacon Fire Opera stared at Yun Ting, their eyes were red, they were really angry, and they exuded a murderous aura from their bodies.

"Okay, let's go, make this daughter gesture, and don't tell anyone that your master is my Wang Yue when I go out in the future!" Wang Yue waved his long sleeves, and the Qiushui Sword fell into the hands of the princes of the Beacon Fire Opera.

"Beacon, get on your knees." Yun Ting fell to his knees with a thud, and Oneiroi also knelt down in silence. The princes of the Beacon Opera were stunned, and after a while, the red in their eyes subsided, the autumn water in their hands also fell to the ground, and the people knelt down. "Bang, bang, bang..." The three of them kowtowed three times, their foreheads were stained with sand, but they didn't care, they still had to kowtow again.

"Get out, as long as you don't insult Wang Yue's reputation." Wang Yue's hands moved, his strength burst out, and the three of Yunting were pushed out of the door by him, and with a "bang", the door of the house closed by itself.

Suddenly, a tear dripped from Wang Yue's face, and Wang Yue pulled out his iron sword with a snort, and split it into two halves with a sword. The person is still arrogant, the sword is still cold and sharp, and the back is still straight, but Wang Yue's heart has softened a little.

"Yunting, where are we going next?" The princes of the Beacon Opera stroked the Qiushui Sword in their hands, and their fingers were cut open, and blood flowed on the sword. As if they didn't feel it, the princes of the Beacon Opera continued to caress and glide across the sword body, dyeing the entire Qiushui Sword into wisps of blood red. Oneiroi was still cold, his expression was cold, and he was silent and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Let's see." Yun Ting looked at the mansion in front of him, and he was speechless for a long time.

"Ding Dong, the game process will be advanced, and the system will be fully improved, this operation will be carried out for three days, please go offline in a safe area by yourself within one minute."

"I don't think there's a chance, I'll see you in three days." Yun Ting smiled bitterly, just after saying this, a white light flashed in front of him, and a minute had already arrived, and he was forced offline by the system.