Chapter Ninety-Five: The Shadow

"I've been running for so many days, if I go back empty-handed, don't you think, stupid?" Xia Hongyu's eyes, because of her bloodless face, looked even more cold.\\ Yan Nanfei certainly wouldn't doubt Xia Hongyu's ruthlessness, she was a snake and scorpion, synonymous with a heart like a snake and scorpion. "Then you, what do you want?" Yan Nanfei threw away the sword on his waist, it was not a very valuable weapon, Yan Shisan was not rich, of course there was no sword to give him, and he himself was poorer than Yan Shisan, and he couldn't afford to buy a good sword at all.

"What I want is Yan Shisan's swordsmanship cheats." Xia Hongyu hooked Yan Nanfei's saber with his foot and put it into the vacuum bag, among the top ten masters of the Heavenly Court Martial Arts Conference, among the few people who did not have enough background power, only Xia Hongyu and Finger Rou were the richest now, and the equipment of the general altar was already complete, Xia Hongyu bought a vacuum bag, and the rich man gave away a vacuum bag from Finger Rou, but in comparison, it is Xia Hongyu who has more property now.

"If you want to learn, wouldn't it be nice to join my sect?"

"Interesting? Or do you think I'm still in the mood to talk to you right now? Xia Hongyu's sword advanced slightly, cutting the skin on Yan Nanfei's neck. I'm still in a carriage ride to Guangming Peak, and you probably won't be able to go. Give me a happy word, pass me a set of secrets of Yan Thirteen Swordsmanship, I will leave immediately, I will not kill you; If you don't pass it on, I'll kill you with a sword before leaving. ”

Yan Nanfei secretly gritted his teeth, but he didn't even have the strength to clench his teeth. "Given to you, if you still kill me?"

"You can't be that stupid. Kill you, Yan Shisan will definitely avenge you. I don't want to face Yan Thirteen's sword, all I want is Yan Thirteen's martial arts. Xia Hongyu didn't smile, her expression was very serious, this abnormal seriousness, and the truth in her mouth made Yan Nanfei's balance of judgment slightly tilted. If you get the cheats, my master may not look for you. "Yan Nanfei, not necessarily between a certain and a certain, your choice may not be certain?"

Yan Nanfei was silent for a moment, not necessarily and certainly, in this case, if it was him, of course the choice may not be. "Take it." A burst of light flashed, and the glowing cheats were thrown on the beach by Yan Nanfei, Xia Hongyu still hooked it with his feet, and immediately learned the first level. Through the transformation system of martial arts proficiency, she only needs to sacrifice the level of the two-level Golden Snake Sword Sutra, which is enough to raise Yan Thirteen's sword skill level to level ten, because the higher the level, the higher the proficiency required, in comparison, the proficiency of the first ten levels is really not much. Yan Thirteen's swordsmanship doesn't need to be too high a level to produce lethal power, at least to kill the top masters in the rivers and lakes today, with her skills is enough. Of course, the price of this is that the level of her Golden Snake Sword Sutra has decreased, and its power has weakened. But she is not a person who fights to the death with the enemy by strength, and it is more meaningful to have one more valuable martial arts to make up for her own shortcomings than a slight increase in absolute strength.

The cheats are real, Xia Hongyu is of course a master of swordsmanship, if Yan Nanfei modifies the cheats, she will definitely be able to know as long as she simulates using it a few times in her consciousness. Xia Hongyu smiled, she likes geese flying south. "I like people like you the most, because you're stupid!"

Yan Nanfei's face changed, and his brows sank. "You're not keeping your word?"

"I'm sorry, I don't know the word credit. I only know, if I don't kill you, under your slander, Yan Shisan will definitely find me, and the result of killing you or not is certain, if you are me, what do you choose? Xia Hongyu didn't plan to wait for Yan Nanfei to answer, because her sword had already pierced Yan Nanfei's throat! She doesn't need to wait for Yan Nanfei to answer, because if it were Yan Nanfei, the answer would also be - kill! Xia Hongyu counted Yan Nanfei's corpse relics, and sure enough, there was nothing valuable. "Poor ghost!" Xia Hongyu sighed, rushed to the nearest town, ate and drank beautifully, took a bath, and got into the carriage that drove to the nearest town from Guangmingding......

At the rebirth point, Yan Nanfei remorsefully hammered the bulletin board wood at the rebirth point with his fist, the wood was not broken, but his fist was open. Without martial arts, he is incredibly weak, this kind of weakness, he has long forgotten it, he can't adapt to it, and it's hard to accept! "Xia Hongyu - Xia Hongyu! You slut! Slut-" He roared hoarsely and shouted wildly, and his grief could not be turned into tears, and his body and mind only revealed a stream of exhaustion and decadence...... Anger, what's the use? He will never be able to kill Xia Hongyu? Forever...... You can't kill them. I can't catch up with Xia Hongyu from the beginning...... Yes, can't catch up.

Where is Yan Thirteen? He doesn't know now, can he meet again and worship him as a teacher again? Perhaps, only God knows...... Even if you apprentice, do you have to repeat the life of following and learning for 300 years and wandering the rivers and lakes? Three hundred years later, all people are growing and strong, can he still be on par with Xia Hongyu? Can you still be eligible to challenge the sword of the Legend of Justice? Pipe dream......

"Is Your Excellency Yan Nanfei?" A cold blade dressed in black, asked in a flat tone. Yan Nanfei turned his head suddenly, glanced at the unfamiliar cold blade, turned around and left. He didn't want to admit it, because now the name Yan Nanfei is a shame, a ridiculous shame. What the people on the rivers and lakes will say, Yan Nanfei can think of it with his toes. A living master, a master standing at the pinnacle, hears mostly praise, compliments, and accepts most of the admiring eyes, which is the goal of many people and the example of many people; The dead master is a joke, and he is the object of pity for others who have fallen into the well.

"Have you ever heard of the Martial Arts Recovery Scroll?" Leng Jian looked at Yan Nanfei who passed in front of him, and said such a sentence flatly, this sentence made Yan Nanfei stop suddenly...... In an instant, Yan Nanfei knew the identity of Leng Blade, a person from the Eastern Heavenly Bliss, and a person from the Heavenly Alliance. Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that the little sword of the Heavenly Alliance likes to accept the rebirth master to the seat the most. Because he has what people in the rivers and lakes dream of - martial arts recovery scrolls. Fast is one year, slow five years. Martial arts can be restored as before, for masters, a year of martial arts can not be improved, it is also a great loss, but for the reborn person, only the next year to be able to recover as before, it is simply a temptation that cannot be refused.

"Strange, the undefeated legend is not on the way to the Bright Peak, but here?" Yan Nanfei's heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, of course he couldn't refuse such a temptation. But he was worried that it was just an empty joy, that it was just a joke of whom.

"Is this weird?" Cold Blade smiled. "Not surprising at all. Xiao Jian knows that you can't outrun Yi Yun, and he doesn't think it's strange that someone among the exhausted people is reborn. ”

Yan Nanfei was silent, yes, it was not difficult to guess originally. It didn't seem like a joke, but he was still silent, not hesitating, just struggling. What kind of person the undefeated legend is, he knows how much. You don't owe him, you don't have a commitment to him, you have freedom, otherwise, before the promise ends, you don't have freedom, you are his person, betrayal of breaking promises, Xiaojian will never be merciful. Rebirth, martial arts recovery scroll, is not a perfect dream, that means discarding something, losing something. It doesn't matter to some people, but for Yan Nanfei, it's very important.

He will go from an ambitionist trying to stabilize the lord of the rivers and lakes to a subordinate of the lord of the ...... "conditions, I want to know the conditions of the undefeated legend." ”

"A hundred years. In a hundred years, you must, and there is no choice to be the shadow of Xiaojian, even if it is revenge, you must get Xiaojian's permission to go, no matter how many times you are reborn in a hundred years, you must get up again and continue to do things, there is no choice. A hundred years later, everything you have gained in these hundred years is yours, and you can take everything with you, you can continue to stay in the Heavenly Alliance, you can leave, and you can be the enemy of Xiaojian. To put it simply, after a hundred years you are completely free. "Leng Blade said the terms of the exchange very familiarly, and at the end, he added." If you betray, Xiaojian will only kill you, but Bai hates the person who breaks her promise the most, whether she sends you to Montenegro, or imprisons you in a place where no one can find you, no one can say for sure. ”

"Is it a year's martial arts recovery scroll?" Yan Nanfei had already made a decision, yes, that kind of temptation made him unable to refuse, and few masters could refuse. Otherwise, Xiao Jian would not have so many powerful people to do things for him.

"You shouldn't be presumptuous, not everyone is qualified to be the shadow of the little sword, of course a master like you gets the best martial arts recovery scroll, and you are not bad, there will be a release in ten days." The cold blade took out the burden and handed it to Yan Nanfei. "A full set of strengthened general altar equipment, and an annual salary of 100 million taels, when you go to Dongtian Bliss, someone will receive you." Holding the revenge given by the cold blade, until he got into the carriage of Dongtian Bliss, Yan Nanfei still couldn't be happy. One hundred million taels, he had never carried so much money in his arms, and it was the first time he had a full set of enhanced general altar equipment. But before he was born again, even without these, he didn't take them seriously. And at this moment, he sold himself for a hundred years, and the value was 100 million taels a year......

"City Lord, look, it's Yan Nanfei."

On the second floor of Yuelai Inn, he was neither fat nor thin, and Xiao Ma Xiaoerlang, who had a pig-killing knife made of dark iron hanging on his waist, stopped by the window and watched Yan Nanfei and Leng Blade separate. He is the leader of the City Business Alliance, because of the recommendation of a businessman friend, and because of Yan Shisan's name, he invested 2 billion yuan to build a faction for Yan Nanfei. It's a failed investment, but he's not a stingy person, and he's not a person who cares about two billion failed investments. "Looking at him is equivalent to seeing two billion fall into the sea, do you think I will be in a good mood?"

Xiao Ma Xiao Erlang's manager smiled bitterly and bowed. "City Lord, I'll immediately prepare a few pigs for you to kill...... "Xiao Ma Xiao Erlang was born to kill pigs, even if he becomes rich, he can't let go of the pig killing knife, he prefers the process of killing pigs to playing with beauties. When you're in a bad mood, kill a few pigs.

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