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The death of the leader silenced the soldiers for a moment, not knowing what to do next.

Keep attacking?

They are not afraid of death, but they are afraid that death is meaningless.

In the field, Xinghuan drank wine and replenished the internal force in his body.

On the shoulder, the little white tiger jumped down, roaring loudly, but the small body gave people an extremely fierce feeling, as if facing a giant beast, shocking people's hearts.

Suddenly, there was a sound of fluttering clothes in the distance, but in a moment, there was one more person here.

You Shou!

After casually glancing at the scene in front of him, You Shou snorted coldly, "Stand down." ”

Silently, many soldiers left with the bodies of their companions.

Their task of stopping Xinghuan has been accomplished.

Soon, there were only two people left in the woods, Xinghuan and You Shou, and the withered yellow leaves all over the ground.

This time You Shou was alone, and there was no gorgeous sedan chair around him, and there were no four beautiful women.

It was late afternoon, with a pleasant breeze and warm sunshine.

Looking directly at Xinghuan for a moment, You Shou suddenly said, "I regret it a little." ”

A flying knife flew out of the sword box and fell into Xinghuan's hand, and the previous flying knife tie had been cut off by Yang Mei, so he simply put the flying knife directly into the sword box.

The sword case has its own warming effect, and it also has an effect on throwing knives.

The power of heaven and earth on this flying knife was enough to kill You Shou, and he was sure of this.

Playing with the flying knife, Xinghuan said expressionlessly: "You shouldn't be so entangled. ”

You Shou smiled slightly and said, "Always give it a try." ”

Xinghuan sighed: "It will be dead." ”

You Shou said disappreciatively: "This is not necessarily. ”

The words have been spoken, Xinghuan is not speechless, he is silent in the artistic conception of laughter and drunkenness, and the flying knife in his hand is ready to go.

Seeing this, You Shou's expression gradually became solemn.

He already knew the strength of the woman in front of him very well, and so many of his subordinates who could easily kill him several times would definitely not be worse than him.

Even he couldn't do it that easily.

Taishang was already running at full strength, and You Shou's whole person suddenly became very evil.

This kind of exercise contains a spiritual attack, but unfortunately it is useless for Xinghuan.

Maybe it's the man's self-esteem, or maybe it's the confidence in his own strength, You Shou said indifferently: "Let's shoot." ”

Xinghuan couldn't help but smile, not polite.

The plain hand was raised lightly, and the flying knife in his hand suddenly disappeared.

At the same time, Yu Shou's figure also disappeared.

It seems like a long time has passed, and it seems like it is just a moment, which makes people can't help but have an illusion.

The breeze is still comfortable, and the fallen leaves are still drifting with the wind.

Xinghuan quietly looked at You Shou, who suddenly appeared less than three steps in front of him, picked up the wine jug and took a sip of wine.

He wasn't worried at all, because You Shou had an extra blood mark on his neck, exactly the same as the one on the neck of the soldier leader before.

After all, it still didn't quite flash.

Originally, the flying knife should have been directly submerged into the neck, but now it only left a blood mark.

Fortunately, the result was the same.

When he was dying, You Shou stood in front of Xinghuan, smiled reluctantly, and said, "I haven't asked the girl's name yet." ”

When he died, he didn't get the name of the woman in front of him, which was his regret.

After a pause, Xinghuan said, "Hongyan." ”

You Shou closed his eyes and muttered, "Hongyan ......"

The body fell to the sky, shaking the fallen leaves.

The autumn breeze is bleak.

Inexplicably, Xinghuan felt a little cold, a little bored, and a little lonely.

With a casual look, he took back the flying knife and put it into the sword box, and there were two streamers around him, and he followed the flying knife into the sword box.

It was not early, turned around, and Xinghuan left here.

Horses know more about danger than people, so they hide in the woods early, and only when everything is over does they return to Xinghuan's side again.

Not long after Xinghuan left, four beautiful women finally rushed over.

They looked at the corpse of You Shou on the ground and hesitated.

You Shou is dead, if they go back, there is only one way to accompany the burial.

No one wants to die if they had a choice.

So they fumbled around Yu Shou's body and left, leaving it to the wilderness.

There are very few people passing by this tree-lined path, after all, the Emei faction has closed the mountain, so naturally no one will come to walk this path again.

After the four women left, not long after, a troop of cavalry arrived.

You Shou has not heard from you for a long time, and they are afraid of accidents, so they come to check it out.

What people are afraid of, will happen.

The cavalry silently took Yu Shou's corpse, so that it was no longer a corpse in the wilderness.

Under the afterglow of the sunset, Xinghuan came to the small welcome garden at the foot of Emei Mountain.

Closing the mountain does not mean being isolated from the world, so there are still Emei disciples waiting here in the Welcome Garden.

In the attic, Xinghuan drank wine leisurely, waiting for news.

Within the boundaries of Mount Emei, all the news is not difficult for the Emei faction to obtain, so Xinghuan is not worried about being rejected to go up the mountain at all.

Thinking about what he did in Emei City, the Emei faction had already learned that it was more useful to fake He Shan to escape than to die, at least it would save a lot of trouble now.

A woman who has a relationship with Xinghuan......

With Jing Hui's intelligence, there is no doubt that he will definitely receive him.

In fact, it is true, he didn't wait long, and the female disciple who had gone to report came back, and when he came back, there was another woman beside him.

Xinghuan happened to know each other, which is a wonderful word; But he is not recognizable by the current good words.

Inexplicably, Xinghuan sighed.

When we meet again, things are already people......

With the guidance of witty words, the road is unimpeded.

In the towering bamboo forest, in front of the thatched hut, the wonderful words slowly receded.

This thatched hut was originally the residence of the previous head of Emei, but now it has become Jinghui's residence.

It's very quiet, the environment is really good, and it's a good place to cultivate your mind.

stepped forward, Xinghuan knocked on the door of the hut.

The sound of the wooden fish paused, the door was windless and automatic, and with the knock of Xinghuan, it was slowly pushed open, and the scene in the thatched hut suddenly came into view.

A woman kneeling in front of a Buddha statue, dressed in a gray plain robe, lowered eyebrows.

In a moment's trance, Xinghuan recognized Jinghui in front of him and the former head of Emei as one person.

Jinghui didn't change her face, and she didn't care about the slender scar on her face.

"Sit."

As she spoke, Jing Hui turned around and poured tea for the two of them.

Kneeling at the small wooden table, Xinghuan took the tea and drank it all, and after tasting it for a while, he praised: "Good tea." ”

Jinghui looked at Xinghuan quietly, without words.

She couldn't see through the woman in front of her......

After thinking about it, Xinghuan took off the veil and removed his red face.

If he doesn't show his true face, I'm afraid he won't be able to see Yan Rong.

A look of surprise flashed in Jinghui's eyes, and she said, "You're not dead yet?" ”

She had to be surprised, and anyone else couldn't help but be surprised.

She was very accurate with that sword, and the cold poison of the Ichthyosaurus Pill was definitely not an ordinary poison, in this case, the man in front of her was not dead, and he seemed to be alive and well, which was really surprising.

Xinghuan smiled, too lazy to talk nonsense, and said directly: "I want to see her." ”

Jing Hui's expression became a little strange for some reason, and she got up and said, "Follow me." ”