Yang Wushu died, and after his death, he still held the snow-white spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear stubbornly pointed at the sky. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The eyes were dull, with a blank, incredulous, regretful ......

He didn't think he would die, he wore armor, and even if he was defeated, he wouldn't die.

This battle is not fair, there is never fairness on the battlefield, only the living are the winners, and only fairness can be discussed.

The loser can only be reduced to a pile of dry bones.

"Earn 10,000 practice points."

The horse lowered its head and ate grass leisurely, and on the horse's back, Xinghuan returned to laziness, yawned, and said casually: "Are you dead?"

Zhao Tianyu coughed, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, holding his sword, slowly got up, gasped, and laughed at himself: "It's almost over."

After Xinghuan glanced at it, he lay on the horse's back softly and continued to nap.

He was just a little frightened, that's all.

The sun was so warm, great time, really good for sleeping.

The 10,000 cultivation points were all used by him casually on the Flying Knife Chapter of the Hidden Weapon Baijie, and how much proficiency had risen specifically, under the impact of drowsiness, he was too lazy to look at it.

After swallowing a pill, Zhao Tianyu felt much better after breathing for a while.

The last time Yang Wushu slapped him away, he suffered internal injuries, and even with the elixir, he couldn't heal in a short time.

Fortunately, it does not affect the operation, and the strength is still half.

Standing up, the long sword was returned to the sheath, Zhao Tianyu came to Yang Wuving's corpse and sighed.

If it weren't for Xinghuan this time, lying here, I'm afraid it would be him, sure enough, because of Dugu Jiujian, he was still inevitably proud, and he looked down on the world.

It's Xinghuan, just two days after entering the game, he has the strength to kill these so-called masters at will.

It's really more human than human, and it's infuriating.

Zhao Tianyu dispelled the sigh in his heart, depressed, and touched Yang Wushu's body, and after a while, a cheatbook and some silver tickets appeared in his hand.

"Sacrifice a shot, marksmanship."

Zhao Tianyu is not interested in cheats other than swordsmanship.

Looking around, Zhao Tianyu pulled out a thin lancet from a tree on the side of the road and threw it at Xinghuan.

Xinghuan, who was squinting, seemed to be aware of it, lazily raised his hand, accurately clamped the flying knife that flew over, and inserted it into the hidden weapon bag on his waist.

Xinghuan is very satisfied, it seems that the proficiency of the Flying Knife Chapter of the Hidden Weapon Baijie has increased a lot, making him much more sensitive to the hidden weapon and the flying knife.

Subconsciously, Xing Huan glanced at the attributes.

Flying Knife Chapter: Level 1, proficiency 99%.

99%, bottleneck.

The last 1% needs to be perceived and cultivated before you can break through.

Zhao Tianyu said a lot last night, and among the few pieces of information that Xinghuan listened to, there was exactly this.

On the horse, Zhao Tianyu threw the cheats in his hand to Xinghuan, his face was a little pale, and said, "Learn it."

Xinghuan squinted, took the cheats, and opened the cover.

"Whether or not to begin to comprehend."

"Comprehension is complete, sacrifice a shot (special): cannot be promoted."

After a pause, Xinghuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in surprise: "No comprehension time?"

Zhao Tianyu said indifferently: "There is only one move, and the same move will end up."

Xinghuan said boringly: "Chicken ribs."

Zhao Tianyu shook his head, handed the snow-white spear to Xinghuan, and said, "You use it just right."

The spear was heavy and cold.

Xinghuan hung his arms, dragged the spear to the ground weakly, and began to recuperate.

Under the sun and in the breeze, two horses and two figures gradually disappeared into the official road.

Behind him, only a corpse in snow-white armor and a military horse tethered to an old tree on the side of the road remained.

In the rivers and lakes, no one can guarantee whether they will die tomorrow, and there are many people who die on the side of the road that no one knows like Yang Wuving.

No matter how beautiful you are when you are alive, after death, everything will eventually be empty and dissipate with the wind.

Quiet official road, no one passes.

A moment later, the horse's hooves shook the ground, and a group of soldiers in snow-white armor on military horses arrived here.

They didn't speak, just were silent, with solemn expressions, and carried Yang Wuving's body onto the horse, turned and left.

Soldiers, should die on the battlefield.

Yang is invincible, and it is not worth dying.

The midday sun makes people feel a little hot.

The old trees on the side of the road, in the shadows, Xinghuan and Zhao Tianyu were resting.

Leaning against the old tree, Xinghuan played with the flying knife in his hand and chatted: "Why do you have to go to Emei."

Zhao Tianyu crossed his knees, with a long sword on his knees, and closed his eyes to practice internal strength.

Hearing this, he didn't open his eyes, and said indifferently: "How much do you know about the first Fuyuan Cave."

Xinghuan yawned boredly, and said drowsily: "Heavenly Sword?"

Zhao Tianyu nodded and said, "After the first Fuyuan Cave Heaven was opened, the Yitian Sword was taken away, and a week ago, no one knew who that person was."

Xinghuan became interested, refreshed himself, and said, "Tell me."

Zhao Tianyu pondered for a moment and slowly spoke.

"A week ago, the senior sister of the Emei faction spoke to the world and invited all the martial arts people in the rivers and lakes to go to Emei on August 15 for the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"She claimed that she was the one who had captured the Heavenly Sword, and that not long ago, the Dragon Slayer had already been obtained by her."

"There are two great martial arts in the Heavenly Sword and the Dragon Slaying Knife, the Nine Yin White Bone Claw and the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending, although they are mutilated, but no one can resist the temptation."

"She has already obtained these two secret books, but if she wants to practice, she needs a peculiar condition."

"Cultivators must be husband and wife."

"Therefore, she plans to hold a martial arts competition to recruit relatives, and the final winner can become her husband in the game and practice magic together."

"This kind of opportunity to get both beauty and magic skills, but anyone with strength does not plan to miss it."

Xinghuan smiled meaningfully and said, "I didn't expect you to be tempted."

Zhao Tianyu was helpless and said: "I'm just going to take a look, and I'll be the best in the world for a while."

Xinghuan put his hands behind his head and said mercilessly: "Don't do it, you see that you almost died just now, go back and practice the Dugu Nine Swords."

Zhao Tianyu's eyelids jumped, and he said, "I kind of regret knowing you."

Xinghuan pursed his lips and said, "Don't escape from reality, Sao Nian, go back to retreat."

Zhao Tianyu glanced sideways slightly, and said, "You really don't want to take a look at this river and lake?"

Xinghuan looked at the leisurely horses in the distance with some distraction, and said casually: "I'm not interested."

Zhao Tianyu understood Xinghuan's character, thought about it, no longer insisted, and said, "It's okay, it's up to you."

After a moment of silence, Xing Huan suddenly sighed: "Forget it, you are so weak, I will accompany you on a trip."

Zhao Tianyu got up and said, "Let's go, there are only five days left until August 15."

Xinghuan paused and said, "How long can we arrive at this speed?"

Zhao Tianyu said: "Two days."

Xinghuan nodded, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Then I'll go offline first."

Zhao Tianyu's body stiffened, and he scolded with a smile: "You can't buy a game cabin."

Xinghuan said innocently: "Poor."

Zhao Tianyu held his forehead and said helplessly: "I'll order one for you, and it will be your reward for protecting me this time."

The game helmet is not able to stay online for a long time, the game cabin is very expensive, and the gadgets of the rich, according to the game currency, are worth 10,000 taels.

Xinghuan hesitated, and finally nodded.

In the chivalrous rivers and lakes, strong people will never be short of money, 10,000 taels, for today's Xinghuan, it is not difficult to obtain.

Zhao Tianyu's life in the game is far more than 10,000 taels.