The process of killing pigs reminded him of the time when he used to kill pigs in Dali for a living, when there was not much money, but he was doing the profession he liked, and Xiao Ma Xiaoerlang was very happy. Killing pigs and becoming one of the leaders of the Shangcheng Business Alliance in the rivers and lakes, killing and becoming a rich man was something he had never thought about. I have money, but I lose the opportunity to be a pig butcher, and naturally I am less happy. "Yiyun, Yiyun, you lost two billion old friends......"

"Two billion is nothing, we will serve you well tonight, and we promise to make you forget about two billion." A group of beautiful women, surrounded by Xiao Ma Xiao Erlang, made him want to continue to sigh and sigh, Song Yuyang and Dark Legend are the masters of the City Business Alliance, women are their hobbies, Xiao Ma Xiao Erlang often corresponds with them, and unconsciously, he also knows how to enjoy the tenderness of women.

"Careless dating! My beautiful love...... "Xiao Ma Xiaojiro hugged the beautiful woman who was laughing and laughing, thinking of the self who was once eager to find himself who was single-mindedly hand-in-hand to the old, and sighed for a while......

Xiao Ma Xiaoerlang in Yuelai Inn is lamenting the innocence of the passing, while Zhang Wuji is reminiscing about his beloved wife Zhao Min, and the memory has become his belief that he will never give up, and he is still chasing Yiyun. Yiyun is still running, but she is not running fast, and Zhang Wuji is running even slower. Because they've been running for twelve days and thirteen nights in a row. The night is hazy. The mist filled the mountains and forests, and Yiyun was running, but she was too tired to speak. Xi'er is also running, and the embarrassment is not under Yiyun.

The feeling of dying at any moment made them know that they could fall down at any moment. But Yiyun insisted on running, and Xi'er didn't persuade her. "I've been running for so many days, and it looks like Zhang Wuji can't support it longer than us, so I simply ran until his energy ran out and had a big harvest." Yi Yun thinks so, this is a trick that can defeat any strong enemy, as long as the enemy will persistently chase to the end, he can run to death any enemy, of course, he may be the last to run to death.

"Zhang Wuji - give up quickly, you are a useless person, you can't protect Zhao Min, you can't save Xiao Zhao, you watch your stepfather Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun die in front of you again and again, you can't do anything, what's the use of high martial arts? You can't catch up with me, you're already very tired, tired and want to give up, then give up, you're such a person! Yi Yun was tired and didn't want to speak, but he found that Zhang Wuji's running speed was slowing down rapidly, and Zhang Wuji had to give up, he had to speak, he didn't want Zhang Wuji to give up the most, otherwise he would be tired for so many days. If you want to lure Zhang Wuji to the Qilin Emperor, you will have already arrived.

"Shut up, Adversary!" Zhang Wuji's eyes welled up with tears. "At the end of the world, I, Zhang Wuji, must also catch up with you!"

With this sentence and this determination, Yiyun is relieved. Yi Yun is completely sure, if he wants to get rid of Zhang Wuji, he can do it when Zhang Wuji's first speed drops, and even throw the Song of the West Wind in the barren mountains and mountains at any time, and let others pick it up and take it away, he can also be easy. Yiyun didn't do it just because, it wasn't necessary. Carrying a person, carrying a person who killed many people in the Ming Sect, can inspire Zhang Wuji's belief in persisting in pursuit, and it can also inspire Zhang Wuji's determination to refuse to give up. The enemy is in front of him, and he still carries a person, and he can't catch up? Can you convince yourself to forgive yourself, can you be worthy of the souls of the dead in heaven?

The so-called weakness, this is the weakness. It's not that attacking when others can't fight back is called grasping weakness, it's just a superficial weakness that everyone knows how to use.

Zhang Wuji fell to the ground, tumbling down from the sloping hillside, Yiyun and Xi'er stopped together, and when they stopped, all the fatigue poured out, that kind of exhaustion, which made it difficult to move an inch. Yi Yun pulled out the Beiluo Zixiao Sword, watched the tumbling and falling Zhang Wuji crash into a big tree, and then, fainted motionlessly, and the Qiankun Great Shift Protective Qi on Zhang Wuji's body also disappeared.

"Goodbye, this time, I shouldn't see you again-Zhang Wuji." Beiluo Zixiao turned into a flying sword, and under the urging of the power of the sword demon flying sword qi, it swept through the void in a flash, and stabbed into Zhang Wuji's heart without hindrance! At the same time as the sword, Zhang Wuji woke up from a coma, and the explosive body protection qi flew upside down from the northbound Zixiao sword that penetrated his body, and shot past the ear of Yi Yun, who was staggering and dodging, and he sank deep into the mountain, and flew into the depth of the mountain twenty miles in one breath!

Yi Yun sat down on the ground, didn't have the strength to stand up for a while, and casually threw the Song of the West Wind by her side, looking at Zhang Wuji who was desperately struggling to get up, and watching the column of blood that flew out of his heart...... If Zhang Wuji is full of energy, with his Jiuyang Divine Skill's strong recovery ability, he may not have time to save himself. It's a pity that Zhang Wuji's energy is exhausted at this moment, and all his abilities can't be brought into play.

Blood stained Zhang Wuji's hands, and he tried his best to stand up, staggering steps, tearful tiger eyes, and staring at Yiyun without blinking. "Adversary...... Why, why do you want to be a devil, and you don't want to be a chivalrous man loved and admired by people in the rivers and lakes! Being loved is not the same as being hated, and using martial arts to create peace is not the same as creating bloody killings...... Turn back, legend of justice, turn back...... You should be a chivalrous man admired by the people in the rivers and lakes—"

Zhang Wuji fell to the ground, died, and finally died.

He was taken by Yi Yun and ran to his death. A deputy sect leader of the Ming Sect who couldn't defeat and killed with martial arts died like this......

Yiyun held Xi'er's hand and looked at her indifferently from head to toe, as embarrassed and dirty as herself. Just like the first time, when they chased and fled, that time, there were no vacuum bags on the rivers and lakes, they had no food or drink, and they were even more tired and sad. In that kind of pain, there is a kind of joy of constantly surpassing oneself and creating one's own unimaginable limits. They all choose to keep moving fast on their own path, not to change themselves for anyone, not to deviate from the original path for any reason. In their own loneliness, they think of each other and experience the unique, ideal-like warmth.

"There are not many people who can accompany you, and there are not many people who can accompany me." Yiyun looked at Xi'er and smiled, and her hand gradually left him. "Guarding against the big sword, there is hypocrisy hidden behind his straightforwardness that he may not know about."

"Hehehehe...... Yiyun, turn back. You don't have to go to the road of killing, you don't have to ......" Xi'er smiled, staggered away, and her tone was full of indescribable sadness, which was her emotional eternal guilt towards Yiyun, which had already become a contradictory entanglement, always, and never changed. longs to have the company of Yiyun on the road to killing, so that he does not feel lonely, and feels that he has something to rely on for this; I hope that Yiyun will leave this cruel road, leave this road of strength that is only spitting and gathering with the hatred of others, and hope that Yiyun will get more peace, enjoyment and more.

contradictions, even if she knows it, they can't find a way back; contradiction, even if she knows that if Yiyun turns back, it will be her eternal pain.

"Without my rivers and lakes, you will be more lonely and lonely." Yiyun smiled, looked at Xi'er's back, and gradually faded away. He doesn't worry about Xi'er's life and death, even if Xi'er is in this state, keeping moving forward is one result of killing, and destruction is another.

Yi Yun took out the wound medicine and wiped it on the song of the west wind, and the limbs that he had severed were regrown and recovered as before long under the effect of the wound medicine. Yi Yun turned out a set of white strengthened altar equipment in the vacuum bag to change into the song of the west wind, and sat quietly on the mountain, waiting for the song of the west wind to recover from the weak state.

The mountain breeze was blowing, looking at the starry sky outside, feeling the gradual recovery of energy and physical strength, and thinking about the future arrangements for the Song of the West Wind according to the rhyme. This is a difficult master to arrange, her weaknesses are too obvious, acting solely on sensuality, it can be said that she is a person of complete temperament, purely emotional. Such a master, no matter how strong he is, is easy to be killed by design. Constantly recovering scrolls with martial arts? With the passage of time, every time she is reborn, her martial arts are equivalent to being pulled down by other masters for at least a year, and ten times of rebirth is at least ten years away......

This is a headache master, discarded and replaced, no one can do it, and it seems to be of limited use. Yiyun racked her brains and thought about it for a long time, and finally came up with a proper placement method. Based on the method of the Heavenly Alliance's small sword, the people on the rivers and lakes still don't know the power of the Song of the West Wind, so naturally no enemy will design a conspiracy trap against her. Yi Yun feels that the Song of the West Wind should not be exposed, and she should be placed in secret, and she should be specially responsible for being the martial arts coach of the master of Yipintang, except for a limited number of people, to avoid being known by others about her strength, so that she can not only play her value for a long time, but also avoid her ending up regrettable.

"Sword is like Yan, Qunfang is jealous, Ming, Song of the West Wind, Demon Pupil, Plus, Li, Xuefei, Li Wild...... There are quite a few real masters of Yipintang. Yi Yun calculated, muttering to himself. The collapse of Yipintang in the Heavenly Court Martial Arts Conference made him realize that what he needed the most, the really most useful was the top master, although the Yipintang master who was one or two points next to him was useful, but it would be very easy to perish, and the re-planned Yipintang model could further divide the members into several non-overlapping combat teams, although it could avoid repeating the mistakes of the past, but the replenishment of personnel was very slow and slow, and it would take a long time to recover as before, and any top master was excavated in front of him, and Yi Yun was unwilling to give up.

When the song of Zephyr woke up, she was not clear about the surrounding situation, and she was attracted by the aroma of wine and food taken out by Yiyun, as well as the wooden box containing the vegetables and the plate of white jade. She was holding the plate, still a little confused, not remembering what had happened before she fainted, full of speculative curiosity. "It's like jade, is it jade? I also have a piece, you see! Song of the West Wind took out the jade on his neck, and then found that there was an extra white necklace around his neck. Hey? She looked at Yi Yun in confusion.

"Yours." Yi Yun handed over the chopsticks, set the wine glass, and casually glanced at the jade in the Singer of the West Wind, he had seen it a long time ago, that kind of worthless thing, he was not even interested in inferring the value. "Like white jade?"

"Hmmm! I've been carrying this jade for more than 100 years, and it's definitely worth a lot now, but I don't plan to sell it. "The Song of the West Wind couldn't wait to drink a glass of wine and eat delicious dishes." It's delicious, better than the food at Yuelai Inn. I used to have a good friend, when he left the large task team, he invited me to the Yuelai Inn for a meal, which cost more than 5,000 taels, and I felt distressed about the food! But it's really delicious. "The Song of the West Wind thought very quickly, and suddenly put down the chopsticks and took out the bottle of medicine that Yiyun gave her before." Is this also white jade? ”

"I like it, I'll send you." Yi Yun didn't say that the white jade of the medicine bottle was worth millions of taels, and all the medicine bottles on his body were only high and not low in value, because the purple shirt was very particular, and ordinary medicine bottles didn't like to use, and he liked to use pure and flawless white jade to contain pills. Yi Yun himself is not so particular, but he never cares how the purple shirt tosses these things, as long as he doesn't feel ugly, the purple shirt is stuffed in his vacuum bag, he uses it.

"Thank you!" The song of the west wind happily put the medicine bottle into his arms, and when the wind swept away the leaves, he suddenly put down his chopsticks, and his eyes were full of moist tears. "I remember, the big guys were killed! Mingjiao, Zhang Wuji is here, I, I was knocked out by you when I was going to kill Zhang Wuji! The song of the west wind stood up violently and stared at Yiyun angrily. Why are you knocking me out! I said that I won't bother you, but I must kill Zhang Wuji and Yang Dingtian to avenge everyone! If you're a friend, you shouldn't stop me. ”

Yi Yun has never met someone with such a fast thinking, it is even more terrifying than Zishan, and more troublesome than Zixiao. "You must not have said how long it would have been true when you swore it."

"Huh?" The Song of the West Wind was stunned, thought about it, and shook his head in confusion. "No...... What's wrong? ”

"It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and sending him to death is an act of truly sorry for his friend's sacrifice." Yi Yun pointed to Zhang Wuji's corpse under the hillside. "We can't defeat Zhang Wuji's martial arts, but it is possible to defeat them through resourcefulness. Now there is only Yang Dingtian left, if you believe me and treat me as a friend, leave Yang Dingtian to me to deal with. Yi Yun said, without waiting for the Song of the West Wind to speak, and continued, "The people who are reborn in the Song of the West Wind, I have already arranged it, and the alliance will have masters to take them to do more profitable things, which is guaranteed to be ten times faster than the large task team task to make money." As for what you will do in the future, I have a suggestion. ”

The Song of Zephyr was stunned for a moment, quite confused, she couldn't think of anything that was ten times faster than making money from large team tasks. But at this moment, she looked at Zhang Wuji's corpse, thinking about the situation when she first met Yiyun, and she had full trust in him, so she didn't want to ask rhetorically, "What suggestions?" So, everyone, can you really do things that make money ten times faster than a large team task? Is it safe? Would you like to? (To be continued)

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