Who cares about me?

This is the domineering of small killings.

It is also the capital that the Holy Land of Killing Dao gives this kind of arrogance.

As a result, it has also become the attitude of the Holy Land of Killing Dao in the rivers and lakes.

The Wudang Alliance has become the Killing Dao Alliance.

The Wudang Alliance's stay out of the matter has undoubtedly made the alliance's already weakened momentum even weaker.

But for this kind of result, it was expected that the small killing, and it was originally thought that the Wudang faction would inevitably withdraw from the alliance, but the result at this moment has minimized the impact on the prestige of the alliance.

Of course, there are countermeasures to this for the small killing.

The people who killed the Dao Holy Land, as well as many people who did not belong to the Dao Killing Holy Land, but were actually already in the Holy Land of the Dao Killing Dao secretly, began to carry out many activities in the rivers and lakes openly or covertly......

The Guiyang Gang, one of the most famous gangs in the murderous era, like many gangs that hunt murderous energy, belong to a gang with a head covering and a group of people with organized activities.

Kunlun used to be the place where the Kunlun faction was stationed in the rivers and lakes, but the Kunlun faction has been extinct for a long time, and the Three Realms have been open for hundreds of years, and no one has tried to rebuild it. Because the last head of the Kunlun faction was originally a member of the Heavenly Alliance, the spy of the Vulture Palace-Mo.

Kunlun Mountain has long become a scenic spot, and only the inscription on a large stone at the foot of the mountain proves that there was once a sect here.

Little Kill lightly stroked the words at the bottom of the big stone.

'Kunlun School'

She remembered the sect.

A group of people in robes accompanied Xiao Kill, looking at Xiao Kill's confused eyes staring at the words on the big stone, they didn't dare to disturb, just waited quietly.

Until, when Little Kill's confused eyes were a little more sober and cold.

"Holy Lord, the people of the Guiyang Gang are on Kunlun Mountain, we have confirmed that today they have a gang meeting, and more than 1,300 main members of the gang are present."

"The light skills of the Zixiao Sword Sect are very good." Small killings seem to be complimented words. Let the man hurriedly and humbly clasp his fists and salute, "Don't dare, if there is no Holy Lord, what is it below?" ”

He is a member of the Zixiao Sword Sect, and among the people around him who are all wearing robes, there are many people like him, and there are many people from the Vulture Palace, Huashan Sect and Wudang Sect, they can't show their faces, but they are all small killers. Without a small kill, they would not be able to activate the Murderous Qi effect and obtain the power of the Killing Realm.

The power of killing the realm shortened the gap between them and the artistic conception level masters, and it was no longer a gap without any possibility of defeat, and it also made them have a big distance between them and the ordinary super-first-class masters who did not turn on the murderous special effects.

The Guiyang Gang is an underground organization, and the Killing Dao Holy Land is looking for them, so all the people who kill small people are looking for them, and the Killing Dao Holy Land is looking for them. Those who are not in the Holy Land of Killing Dao, but are destined to become small killers, are also looking for them.

The man who found this place was the first, but the vast majority of those around him didn't know him. They all found here, they don't need to know each other, they just need to understand tacitly, they are all the way.

Thereupon. Gather here and wait for the arrival of the little killings to lead the way.

On the way up. A man who led the way said, "Why should the Holy Lord come in person, we can do this little thing for us." ”

"The Holy Land of Killing Dao should contain all the people in the Killing Dao."

Only then did this group of people understand that the reason why the small killing did not issue a kill order was not for the murderous value of the Guiyang Gang, but for the purpose of co-opting.

"The Lord is wise! The Holy Lord should lead the way of killing! ”

This kind of talk has long been accustomed to hearing small killings, and there is no additional reaction.

As he was walking, Little Kill suddenly stood still, involuntarily, shook his head slightly, and looked very uncomfortable. A group of people around hurriedly watched with concern.

"Why don't you rest for a while?"

Little Killings waved their hands. "Go all, on the mountain, I'll go alone."

Everyone looked at each other, not daring to doubt the strength of Xiao Kill, and immediately clasped their fists one by one, said goodbye and left, and continued to run around to find other murderous gangs......

"Kunlun Mountain...... Don't forget...... You asked me to wait for you for ten years, the snow on Kunlun has not changed, my heart has not changed, and you, to forget the promise I once made......" Little Kill muttered to himself, saying that, it did not belong to her memory at all, but to the mood of someone else's experience......

The wind, blowing her blood-red robe, black hair, fluttered in the wind......

Wine, the aroma of wine, permeates the wind.

Little Kill suddenly came back to his senses, how familiar is the taste of this wine......

She had drunk it for so many years that she still couldn't let go.

Ethereal and traceless.

She looked at the mountain, in the northwest direction, and unleashed her light work, and galloped away.

The red shadow, standing on the stone on the edge of the cliff, blew her robe.

The aroma of wine emanated from the flat flask in her hand......

Familiar aroma of wine, familiar figure, familiar face, familiar bewitching smile.

For many years, Little Kill has been staring at this figure, the figure she has always admired in her heart, but worship, also for transcendence, her worship is like this.

What is a charlatan woman?

People in the rivers and lakes should be such a woman.

Martial arts are proud of the rivers and lakes, and the rivers and lakes are the existence of changing colors.

If she were her, Little Kill believed that the rivers and lakes would have been unified.

For so many years in the Vulture Palace, the little killing was to know why she was her, why she was the first witch in the eyes of the people in the rivers and lakes, and she was a madman.

In the process, Little Kill has been searching for answers.

Many, many years later, she had already found it.

As a result, she no longer worships her as much as she used to, because Little Kill believes that she has been able to surpass her.

What she didn't do, she will do, dominate the rivers and lakes, and be the only one!

"The people of the Guiyang Gang are dead?" Little Kill had originally made an appointment with Xi'er to meet, but the date and time of the meeting, Xi'er has not yet responded, if Xi'er appeared here to meet at her invitation, then this place, this time, is too interesting. If Xi'er meets someone from the Guiyang Gang, will she let go of those murderous points? Absolutely not, originally Xi'er would not let go of the people in the rivers and lakes who were not her own people.

"Hehehehe...... If you accept the way of killing, you are close to death, you know. Xi'er drank the wine in the cup on her back, and Xiao Kill knew that among the group of people who found Kunlun Mountain, the identities of people who belonged to the Vulture Palace or the Zixiao Sword Sect had been exposed. This is not surprising, for a person like Xi'er, who has the ability to ask the soul for a hundred years of solitude, he can already see the soul fluctuations, and the robe can't hide their true colors. "I really didn't expect them to see me alive."

"Hehehehe...... I remembered something, I was in a good mood. Xi'er smiled seductively, took another sip of wine, covered the flask, and put it on her waist.

"The Wu-Tang Clan in White Twilight has existed in name only, isolated. I did what I promised you, and when will it come true when you promised me? "Little Killing made an appointment to meet Xi'er, originally for this matter, Huayu's matter, and there are many more, which belong to the agreement between her and Xi'er. The Big Killing had said that she shouldn't have insisted on her principles too much at a time like this. Big Kill is knowing her, and although it doesn't know what she thinks in her heart, Little Kill is clear that Big Kill roughly knows what she wants to do and will do.

Today, since her dream of the rivers and lakes is ambitious, it is natural that she has to sacrifice something for this. For example, the language of flowers, such as her personal principles of life, should be repaid, she hopes to pay it off. And these were originally the problems that she should give up insisting on and not care about, and there was only one thing she cared about, that is, everything was based on the realization of her dreams, and everything else should have been ready to sacrifice and give up at any time, as long as it was necessary.

But she is a small killing, she won't do that, she will pay back what she deserves, she will definitely save those who must be saved, and she will never give up on her dreams.

"Hehehehe...... The Wu-Tang Clan is still there. ”

"By the time the Wudang faction is gone, I'm afraid the Justice League will no longer exist, at that time, who am I looking for?" Xiao Slaughter retorted coldly, it is impossible for Wudang Mountain to be destroyed by the Killing Dao Holy Land now, and it cannot even be attacked, because the Wudang faction is still nominally a part of the alliance, and has not committed hostile acts that can be taken for granted. There is no doubt that the Wudang Sect will be the last force in the rivers and lakes that can only make a move in the Holy Land of Killing Dao. As she was talking, a nosebleed suddenly flowed from the nose of the little killer, and she looked in pain, and hurriedly took out a bottle of medicine from the vacuum bag, and while eating it, she paid vigilant attention to Xi'er in case she suddenly attacked her.

But Xi'er didn't, still with a bewitching smile on her face, standing quietly, staring at her in the mountain wind.

She didn't, and Little Kill took the medicine and breathed a sigh of relief. Xi'er kills, depending on the mood.

At the moment, she didn't have this kind of mood, and now, the small killing was still valuable to Xi'er, and the value of dealing with White Dusk didn't make a reason to attack her at this time.

After taking the medicine, Xiao Kill no longer has this kind of worry, as long as she doesn't have a problem, she is not afraid of Xi'er at all.

"Hehehehe...... Overloaded, will die, small killings. ”

"You will watch me unify the rivers and lakes, and you will not see me fail." Xiao Kill didn't want to talk too much about his own situation, so he said coldly, "It's not that there is no other way to save the flowers, if I work hard myself, within ten years, I will definitely succeed." The Wudang Alliance no longer exists, and what was promised to you has been done. ”

"Hehehehe...... That is, you are allowed to leave, conditions. ”

Xiao Kill secretly gritted her teeth, but at the moment the initiative was not in her hands, and she knew Xi'er's character, how to measure the scales in her heart, and she would not allow others to change it at all. "If that's the case, there's not much to say."

The wind is still blowing.

The red robe was blown off......

The backs of the little slaughter are getting farther and farther away from Xi'er, and their backs are so similar. (To be continued......)