Yang Wuji didn't know. Maybe it won't be long before there will be a lot of trouble that will trouble you.

He was sitting cross-legged under a bridge pier and meditating with his eyes closed.

His internal organs, as well as his seven muscles and eight veins, can be described as terrible.

Even when he challenged the masters of various sects back then, he had never been injured like this.

And the internal forces withered to the point of almost none. The aura that can be absorbed between heaven and earth is also scarce and pitiful.

This surprised Yang Wuji.

Why is there so little aura in this place!

As early as when he returned to the realm of returning to the basics, he was already able to absorb the aura between heaven and earth. As a nourishment for oneself to nourish and heal.

Now it's all right. My internal strength is almost the same as nothing. The aura of heaven and earth is still very rare.

Yang Wuji even felt it. This is God deliberately letting him see himself die.

Sit there for a while.

Yang Wuji brought his temper under control.

Then he walked to the creek next to him and washed his face.

Looking at the clear river, I was quite young. And the eyes that were still glowing.

Yang Wuji's face finally appeared like an old man. A deep sigh.

Even when he was in his seventies, he looked like an old man.

Yang Wuji didn't even sigh. Because for him, the word sorrow is the same as nothing. In his opinion, it is better to be sad than to be sad. It's better to take advantage of this time to do something meaningful.

Now he has returned to his body in the prime of life.

Yang Wuji sighed instead. Isn't it just starting from scratch? As long as his people are not dead. He will definitely become stronger in the future than he was back then.

Clenched his fists.

Yang Wuji took a deep breath. Looking up at the sky, he sighed and said, "Do you want to start all over again?" ”

At this time, Yang Wuji's stomach felt slightly twitching.

Then he sighed deeply.

In the powerful people, they have to finish eating before they can work.

Yang Wuji back then could not even skip eating.

However, today's Yang Wuji. If you really talk about combat effectiveness. It is estimated that even those who have just entered the gas can kill themselves.

Yang Wuji moved his fingers. Stood up.

As for what this place was, he had already figured it out.

Listen to the accent is Toei Fuso there.

Although I don't know why Dongying Fusang, a small island that has always been in tatters in Yang Wuji's mind, suddenly became like this.

But for Yang Wuji, there is nothing.

Although Yang Wuji said that he was a thief. But it doesn't mean that he doesn't understand the righteousness of his family and country. For people of the same kind, unless it is the one who should be killed, the rest will not move.

And for foreigners, it is unlucky.

In addition, because Yang Wuji has always been obedient and exaggerated. Who knows what the hell is going on in his heart. Ordinary people can't feel his pulse.

Anyway, one thing is for sure. Yang Wuji has been messing around for so long and hasn't died. One hundred percent have two brushes on hand. Otherwise, it wouldn't have gotten to the realm of the Shattered Void.

Put on your beggar suit, which strictly speaking, can't hide much of your body.

Yang Wuji's body showed a body of muscles that looked very strong. There are very wide scars with eleven openings in the front and back. Strictly speaking, this is his medal of merit.

Each of them has an enemy that Yang Wuji has worked so hard to remember.

Yang Wuji will never forget.

Because the fame of these people may not be the loudest in the world. However, in terms of ability, they are all qualified to fight Yang Wuji to the death.

Otherwise, how could he crisscross the main roads of the Western Regions and the Central Plains without tasting defeat. And also recovered all the bandits in the vicinity of Evil Tiger Hills.

Of course. Yang Wuji is not the kind of hero who is lustful and kills people like grass, he doesn't like killing people very much. Those he wants to kill must be those who are worthy of his killing.

For example, the owners who gave him eleven scars.

I don't care what the people around me think. Yang Wuji was already used to how they saw themselves at this time.

Yang Wuji stood at the head of a bridge, his eyes coldly looking at the iron boxes around him.

He didn't know what it was, though. But he can tell the difference by looking at his appearance. Which is good and which is bad.

At this time, a woman in a kimono was walking towards the bridge with a large pile of fruits and vegetables in her hand.

Seeing this, Yang Wuji couldn't help but nodded.

I saw that the woman had a small bag pinned to her waist.

As the leader of the bandits, Yang Wuji knew at a glance that there was 100% money in it.

Seeing this, Yang Wuji put one hand on the wooden stick on top of his belt. Then he walked towards the woman with a blank face.

When the two of them missed their bodies.

Yang Wuji's hand quickly took the purse on the girl's waist.

Gone a long way.

The woman couldn't help but stop and turn around. looked at Yang Wuji, who had already run away, distractedly.

However, at this time, Yang Wuji looked at the wallet in his hand with a sigh.

Let's be honest. Unless it's a woman who deserves to be killed.

He never offended other women at once.

Today, however, he has committed his own taboo. Actually stole a woman's purse.

Thought of this. Yang Wuji comforted himself in his heart.

It's a big deal to wait until you have money in the future. Just give it back to others a thousand times and a hundred times.

The main thing now is to find a place to eat first.

I walked into a ramen shop.

The diners and clerks on the side all looked at Yang Wuji with a scar on their faces with frightened faces.

I saw Yang Wuji sitting there. In an unfluent accent, he said, "A bowl of noodles!" ”

"Yes......"

The clerk forced a smile.

Learning the Dongying language is a more boring thing for Yang Wuji than killing.

Eating noodles from his bowl.

It was like eating the last meal of his life, and Yang Wuji cherished it very much.

The clerks and diners on the side were stunned. They had never seen anyone cherish food so much.

However, this has something to do with Yang Wuji's work. Who knows if you can eat the next meal.

At this time, the news of MBI's armed lockdown was broadcast on TV.

And outside the store. There is also the sound of heavy tanks, as well as helicopter propellers.

Although Yang Wuji was quite curious in his heart. But nowadays, nothing is more important than the bowl of noodles in front of you. If you can eat enough, you can practice. Although Yang Wuji said that his physical condition was not good. After that, he still knew how to practice the exercises.

After eating two bowls of noodles.

Yang Wuji walked out calmly in the ninety-degree bow of the boss and the clerk.

After coming out.

Yang Wuji looked at these armored vehicles and tactical military jeeps with a curious expression.

He really hadn't seen anything like that before.

And yet at this moment. Yang Wuji frowned completely subconsciously.

Then the fingers began to move.

He suddenly felt a very strong murderous aura.

It's the momentum that can only be exuded by a master who has really killed people!

Yang Wuji knew it immediately. There are masters around here. A true master.

He is the kind of master who is qualified to make himself a life-and-death battle.

Thought of this.

Yang Wuji left expressionlessly, as if he was taking a walk after dinner.

However, his hand never let go of the stick at his waist.

Although it is said that the internal forces have almost withered.

But this doesn't mean that Yang Wuji won't have some special killer moves.

It's just that these killing moves are too damaging to your body.

So Yang Wuji has never used it.

Hiding in a small alley.

Yang Wuji picked up the discarded bottles in the alley and looked at the situation outside.

At this time, a limousine was under the protection of an armored car. It slowly drove past as if it was receiving attention.

That's when it happened. Yang Wuji couldn't help frowning.

I saw a woman with long gray hair tied behind her head and a very beautiful smile on her face.

But that kind of smile looks to outsiders, and it is more of a kind of playful smile like a ferocious wolf looking at an animal that is about to die.

Just as she passed through the alley, the woman glanced directly at the alley as if she had sensed something.

After Yang Wuji saw it at that glance, he was even more sure that the woman in front of him must be a master.

It's a feeling that only comes between being a master.

Thankfully, the woman saw herself. It seems that there is no sign of wanting to fight, otherwise it would have been fun.

Walked out of the alley. Yang Wuji couldn't help frowning as he looked at the direction the woman had left. Then he turned and left.

It's not too early. He's going to rest early, too. However, where he stayed tonight was a question.

Evening. Next to a riverbank. The gray-haired woman smiled excitedly as she looked at the knife in her hand and smiled.

Then he looked at the wagtail in front of him, who was already out of breath and out of breath, and laughed out loud.

Then a knife fell.