127, a bad premonition.
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He also didn't believe in Xinghuan's death.
And Zhao Tianyu is not worried, so he is even more lazy to worry.
In fact, in the past three days, his mind has been full of why Shi Niang has become more and more alienated from him, and where he has time to worry about Xinghuan's life and death.
Now, Shi Niang asked him to find Xinghuan, which made him very puzzled and puzzled.
Why look for Xinghuan?
Listening to the teacher's meaning, it is still very urgent.
At this time, it is not easy to find Xinghuan.
The only way is to find Dugu Yijian.
Inexplicably, he became suspicious of Xinghuan.
He was wondering if Xinghuan had done something to his master......
Emei City, boating on the lake.
Zhao Tianyu, Yuan Ci, and Luoluo were sitting on a boat swimming in the lake.
This activity is clearly not suitable for a third person.
So for Yuan Ci's persistence, Luoluo is very crazy.
In the end, she really had no choice but to sit on the edge of the boat with a deep sense of weakness, bored and barefoot playing in the water.
From time to time, she looked back at Zhao Tianyu, her eyes were full of resentment and unhappiness.
As for Yuan Ci, she has nothing to do except hate her teeth.
I can't beat her, and I ignore her in words......
In the cabin, Zhao Tianyu was bored and looked at the sunset on the horizon.
On the side, Yuan Ci suddenly said: "It's been three days." ”
Zhao Tianyu sighed: "It seems that he won't be able to come for a while." ”
Yuan Ci paused and said, "He really won't die?" ”
Zhao Tianyu was helpless and said, "You have been asking for three days." ”
Yuan Ci took a sip of wine and said coldly: "He can't die." ”
Zhao Tianyu guessed something and said, "Do you want to break his flying knife?" ”
Yuan Ci said: "That's right. ”
Zhao Tianyu smiled and said, "His strongest is not a flying knife, and his flying knife is not Xiao Li's flying knife." ”
Yuan is puzzled.
Zhao Tianyu didn't say more.
Luo Luoyu held shoes in her hand, bare white and tender feet, bent down and walked into the cabin, threw herself into Zhao Tianyu's arms, and said coquettishly: "Brother, it's getting dark." ”
Yuan Ci glanced at the slightly dim sky outside and said, "It's time for us to go." ”
Zhao Tianyu hugged Luoluo in his arms, his smile was very doting, and he kissed the seductive little mouth as if no one was around, and said, "I'll leave tomorrow." ”
If you don't go, you can't go.
Countless people around them were secretly watching them.
There are more and more people gathered in Emei City, and if you don't leave, it will be even more difficult to leave when there are more people peeping.
Even, there is a good chance that you will not be able to walk.
Man dies for money, and birds die for food.
Wealth is moving......
Now, with the Thirteen Deadly Swords of Yuan Ci and his Dugu Nine Swords, those people dare not act rashly.
If there are more people, it may not be necessary.
After all, the fact that he is Xinghuan's friend is already well known.
Many people want to find Xinghuan from him.
Both alive and dead.
Fortunately, he joined forces with Yuan Ci, but he was not afraid.
It's Xinghuan's whereabouts that make him very helpless.
He originally wanted to use the flying pigeon to pass the book to contact Xinghuan, but Xinghuan entered the WTO.
Therefore, he can no longer contact Xinghuan through flying pigeons.
The Pigeon Passes between players can only be used between real friends.
This is also the reason why he can use flying pigeons to contact Shangxinghuan at the beginning of the game.
Among the aborigines, the destination of the flying pigeon is fixed, and there is a special messenger to fly the pigeon to each other.
Joining the WTO means completely isolating oneself from reality......
The heavy rain that lasted for three days washed away all traces.
Until now, damp muddy ground and withered yellow leaves can still be seen everywhere in the wild.
The sky is getting dark, and the sunset is charming.
Xinghuan didn't know anything about the outside world, because he had just woken up from his slumber.
I still remember that when he jumped off the golden top of Emei, he stepped on the tailwind and drifted away from Mount Emei.
I don't know how long he floated, but when he was in a trance, he saw a Taoist temple.
The Taoist temple is located halfway up a barren mountain.
Helplessly, he drifted to this Taoist temple.
Whether it was the blood in his heart or the cold poison and positive internal force in his body, he had already been tortured and exhausted.
Therefore, after he landed in the Taoist temple, he decisively passed out.
Of course, when he was in the air, he had already changed his face.
Mask: Red Face.
This is something that Hua Youyou found for him.
A mask of stunning beauty, after wearing, is like a natural one, a perfect fit, and it is difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.
The flying knife on his waist had already been thrown down from the top of Emei by him.
Of course, time is definitely here to stay.
He didn't care about the other throwing knives.
Without his warmth, the momentum of heaven and earth on those flying knives would soon dissipate, and outsiders would be no different from ordinary flying knives when they got their hands.
Although it is a pity, he will definitely not be able to use the flying knife in the future.
Fortunately, he can completely change weapons.
There's no need to throw away the cold gloves.
In that competition in the heavy rain, very few people could notice this.
Although it can't be used in a high-profile way in the future, it's better to keep it than to throw it away.
Other than that, there is basically nothing that can represent his identity.
In the Taoist temple, in the wing room, Xinghuan lay weakly on the soft bed, and after confirming that there was nothing missing, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The face has also changed, and the most representative throwing knife has also been thrown, and if he is recognized again, he will have no choice.
You can't change the gender.
Practice a sunflower book? A change of women's clothes?
Forget it, he doesn't have that fetish, he really can't do it.
The clothes and things on the body are also there, and there is no trace of passing.
It seems that the people of this Taoist temple should be quite good.
Suddenly, a man's babbling voice came from outside the door.
As the sound approached, the door was pushed open.
This is a young man, very delicate, with dimples on his cheeks when he laughs.
Behind the young man, there was a young man who looked very honest and had a figure like an iron tower.
The two are tall and low, one is strong, the other is thin, one is very talkative, and the other is taciturn.
Pushing the door in, the beautiful young man walked towards Xinghuan with the medicinal soup, and then turned around impatiently and said: "Mi Mi Mi, I know there is no rice, I will go down the mountain tomorrow to buy it, okay." ”
The honest young man said in a dull voice: "You said the same thing yesterday. ”
The beautiful young man snorted: "What's the matter, you're still not convinced?" Then you buy it yourself. ”
The honest young man didn't seem to have a temper at all, and said, "You lost, and said that you should buy it this month." ”
The beautiful young man paused, his eyes were full of anger, and said, "That's because I suddenly have a stomachache, otherwise I will lose to you?" ”
The honest young man didn't care, glanced at Xinghuan, and said, "He's awake." ”
The beautiful young man said: "What wake up, who wakes up ......"
After a pause, he reacted suddenly, instantly stuffed the decoction into the hand of the honest young man, and quickly sorted out his clothes.
After nodding in satisfaction, he took the potion, and turned to Xinghuan with what he thought was a charming smile on his face.
Silently, Xinghuan looked at the handsome young man with a bright smile in front of him, and a very bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart......