Li Huan picked up Fang Wei, laughing and complaining that his actions were too solemn, a Wang Yuanlai was not worthy of Fang Wei's gratitude.

Fang Wei did not refute Li Huan's words, but he still recorded this kindness in his heart. Perhaps for a person like Li Huan, who is accompanied by this opportunity and is destined to surpass Wang Yuanlai in the future, promising to protect him and speak up is nothing.

Judging from the situation Fang Wei himself faced, Wang Yuanlai is a mountain that leads to the truth in front of him and Zhiyan, although Zhiyan usually looks like he is in the chest, but Fang Wei understands the pressure in Zhiyan's heart, especially when Zhiyan is injured, he thinks about how to deal with Wang Yuanlai, and he doesn't even care about the injury and racks his brains there, which makes Fang Wei feel uncomfortable for a while, but he doesn't dare to dissuade Zhiyan from being so distracted, he can only secretly hate his powerlessness, but he can't share a little pressure for Zhiyan, he is a big brother! This is also why he came to him in such a hurry as soon as he remembered Li Huan's words, and waited patiently for an afternoon and evening, and finally his hard work paid off and he was guaranteed.

Seeing that Fang Wei still had a solemn look after getting up, Xin Lao secretly sighed that he had not mistaken this child, so he was ready to teach Fang Wei some summary of his performance in the war, so that Fang Wei could understand the other party correctly, although the Cutting Spirit Stone could also understand Wang Yuanlai's accurate data in all aspects, but that was just data, there were many things in the battle that could not be expressed by data, especially attributes, and this was also what Xin Lao was going to focus on telling Fang Wei, because he found that Wang Yuanlai actually made a trick in his own attributes. It's insidious.

"Fang Wei Xiaoyou, the old man is going to talk about some details about Wang Yuanlai's battle, as well as one of the most important things, Wang Yuanlai's attributes." Xin Lao opened his mouth and emphasized.

Li Huan had questions at this time: "Master, what do you say about Wang Yuanlai's attributes, isn't it just like on the scene?"

When Xin Lao heard Li Huan's words, his face turned white, and Li Huan immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing, closed his mouth, and honestly stood aside and listened. However, after Fang Wei heard the analysis attributes, the expression on his face was very wonderful, and this special expression became more and more exaggerated with the content of Xin Lao's next speech, which made Xin Lao stop analyzing and ask Fang Wei what the situation was.

Fang Wei did not hide it, and said all the analysis of Wang Yuanlai at that time, including countermeasures, and quoted the special sentences of Zhiyan to explain. This time, it was Xin Lao and Li Huan's turn to be shocked, and Xin Lao even put on a look of wanting to see Zhiyan now, and was finally persuaded by Li Huan and Fang Wei.

Since the most important attribute issues have been figured out by others, and even come up with countermeasures, Xin Lao felt that his wisdom image in front of Fang Wei had not been well shaped, and he was very faceless, and he was embarrassed to let Fang Wei stay longer, and told Li Huan to send Fang Wei away.

Li Huan sent Fang Wei out of the house, and when they were separated, Li Huan and Fang Wei made an appointment to wait for the injury to fully recover before making a final discussion, and by the way, Li Huan repeatedly told Fang Wei to secretly reserve strength during this time, be patient, guard against Wang Yuanlai's scheme, and come to him and Xin Lao if there is really something.

Fang Wei nodded in agreement, and then left on his own. Li Huan stood outside the mansion and looked at Fang Wei's shadow dragging in the moonlight, sighed and said, "He is very similar to me, but his fate is different. ”

"So Huan'er, you should increase your strength and take your fate into your own hands." Elder Xin emerged from the ring and admonished.

Li Huan looked up at the sky, raised his hand, blocked it in front of him, and slowly clenched it, as if the sky was in his hands.

"Master, rest assured, my fate is in my own hands."

……

In a healing room in the medicine pavilion, he insisted that he couldn't fall asleep lying on the bed and turning over and over, every time he closed his eyes, the picture of Wang Yuanlai killing Guan Zhizhi in front of him would appear in his mind, which made him very upset, this was the first time he saw someone die in front of him, when he was seriously injured in the ring, his consciousness was slow, and he didn't feel much, but now that his body is better, a sadness of impermanence is like alcohol when he is hangover and awake, stinging his brain for a while, making it difficult for him to sleep.

Since he couldn't sleep, he simply went out for a walk, insisted on wrapping the clean disciple clothes that Fang Wei had brought over, and quietly walked downstairs, holding his steps, for fear that the disciples of the Medicine Pavilion who were keeping vigil would find out and take him back.

When he arrived on the first floor, he cautiously poked his head out, and saw that the disciple who was keeping vigil was asleep on the table, and the medicine door was also hidden, so he breathed a sigh of relief, controlled not to make too much movement, and slipped out of the medicine pavilion.

Outside the building, the silver-white moonlight casts a mysterious veil on the Qingshan Hall at night, with the gradually increasing fog on the top of the mountain after the autumn, and the elegant and majestic building gives people a feeling of being in a fairyland.

Zhiyan walked on a path, this path leads to a pond, which was discovered by Zhiyan accidentally, the best view of the moon, quiet and deep, few people go, very suitable for calming the mood.

As he walked, just as he was about to reach the edge of the pond, he heard a sound coming from the other side of the pond, so he quietly followed the source of the sound.

When Zhiyan removed the last drooping branch in front of him, the truth of the mysterious voice came into Zhiyan's eyes along with the scenery by the pond.

A beautiful girl, wielding a long sword engraved with the cloud pattern of birds and beasts in her hand, walked with exquisite steps, draped in the moonlight veil reflected on the surface of the lake, like a spirit in the dark night, releasing the charm of the creator.

Zhiyan was distracted for a while, and the thought of approaching her frantically surged in his heart, and he walked forward uncontrollably, stepping on the branch on the ground. With the sound of the branches, Zhiyan reacted back from his distraction, and the girl who danced the sword was also startled to stop moving, and followed the sound to look at Zhiyan.

"Who's where, and hasn't come out yet?" The girl's crisp and pleasant voice sounded, insisting that she knew that she couldn't hide it, so she walked out from behind the dwarf tree in embarrassment, looked at the girl apologetically, and apologized: "Which one is sorry, I didn't mean to salvage your cultivation, but I was too fascinated by it, and I still saw ......,, what are you doing." ”

insisted that he had apologized to himself, and the other party should not be like this, after all, he didn't mean it. But he didn't expect that as soon as the woman in front of him saw him, her expression became very angry, and before she finished speaking, she raised her sword and stabbed at herself, if it weren't for the dark clouds that suddenly covered the moon, the girl's vision was blocked, and the body reacted quickly, and the body became dynamic talent and grass tolerance because of the cultivation of "Strong Body Decision", so he dodged this sudden sword, but around so, Zhiyan's clothes were also cut by the sword, and the skin exposed at the cut also had a trace of blood flowing out.

Ignoring the wound, he quickly turned around and fled into the woods without looking back, spreading his legs and running.

When the girl saw that she missed a blow, a strange color flashed in her eyes, and she wanted to chase after her, but she stopped again, thought for a while, and gave up the chase. With his sword behind his back, he slowly walked to the edge of the pond, looked at the lake, and said to himself, "Brother, I have seen him." ”

At this moment, a gust of wind blew over the surface of the lake, causing ripples and teardrops from the girl's eyes.

"Brother, don't worry. I swear to the heavens that I will not let go of any of those who kill you, whether it is him, Wang Yuanlai, or even Elder Zhu, I will use this sword to kill them, no matter whether it is five years, ten years, or a hundred years. ”

The wind on the lake gradually subsided, and the girl's tears stopped falling.