Chapter 256: Cowardly

Li Yiming looked at Yun Yiyuan with anticipation, just now, the moment Yun Yiyuan burst out of momentum, his heart beat vigorously......

Is this exciting? Nervous? Or fear?

Whatever it is, it's at least emotional......

"What?" Yun Yiyuan almost couldn't believe his ears, Li Yiming didn't have good intentions, he had already seen it, but in his base camp, in front of many of his subordinates, surrounded by enemies, he dared to talk to himself like this. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Fight. If you win I take him away, and if you lose I stay. In that battle back then, to put it bluntly, I was ingenious and borrowed external forces, and I couldn't win the battle. It just so happened that today, let me try it, how much gap there is between me and the invincible cloud spear of the Holy Rank. Presumably today, no one will be bothering. Li Yiming opened his mouth slowly, intentionally or unintentionally, looking at the transparent ceiling of the revolving restaurant, with a dense starry cloud overhead, and the galaxy was in turmoil.

In the first battle, Li Yiming burned the thunder spirit body and triggered the heavenly tribulation to launch a thunderous blow, although Yun Yiyuan forced the self-detonating divine soldier to escape the body, he himself almost died under the heavenly tribulation, and lost the thunder spirit body because of it. Now that his strength has increased greatly and he has truly reached the Holy Rank, his own subconscious is also very eager to try what level he has reached now. What's more, he doesn't want to let go of anything that makes him emotionally fluctuating, and he needs to find out.

Li Yiming's tone was calm, but the gentle words fell into the ears of the protectors around him, but it set off a lot of spiritual impact.

Is he better than the cloud gun?

Whether it is ingenious or not, whether it borrows external force, these details are not important, the important thing is that when Li Yiming said that he was not victorious, Yun Yiyuan did not refute it, but his face became more and more gloomy.

"How? Are we heads-up? Or do they all come? Have you seen it at the music festival, the number of people doesn't matter to me......" Seeing Yun Yiyuan's solemn expression, Li Yiming couldn't help but speak again, I don't know why, thinking of fighting with Yun Yiyuan, a little longing faintly rose in his heart.

Oh my God, calling Banyun far away in person, even uttered a wild statement that he wanted to fight the crowd with one enemy? Could it be that what he just said is true? Yun Yiyuan really lost to him?

Yun Yiyuan's face was even more ugly, Li Yiming's words made him hesitate, and the confrontation of his breath made him a little confused about Li Yiming's reality and reality. Facing it again, Li Yiming gave Yun Yiyuan a more unpredictable feeling, not the ethereal and ethereal of Xingjian, nor the mellow and deep of Li Huaibei, which is different from the sharp edge of the Heavenly Sword, nor is it as deep and vast as Wu Ma.

But...... Incomplete......

This Li Yiming ...... Not the complete Li Yiming......

A stump ...... What makes him so emboldened? Do you really think you're scared of him?

But just as Yun Yiyuan was thinking about it, he suddenly looked stunned, and turned his head sideways slightly.

Heavenly Sword Wu Yun? So you're ...... too No wonder Li Yiming has no fear.

"Roar!" Just when Yun Yiyuan hesitated, the fangs that had been silent suddenly erupted, jumped high, his clothes were torn, his thin body swelled in mid-air, his back bones were barbed, his lower forehead protruded forward, and his waving palms turned into sharp claws in mid-air, and he pounced on Li Yiming without hesitation.

His idea is very simple, it doesn't matter if you Li Yiming has ever defeated Yun Yiyuan, this is Yun Yiyuan's base camp, the elite personnel are basically there, no matter how powerful Li Yiming is, it is impossible to really be able to defeat the crowd.

He noticed a trace of hesitation from Yun Yiyuan just now, it seemed that Yun Yiyuan really had scruples, which made Fang Fang frightened, in case Yun Yiyuan really handed him over......

The first shot is to force Yun Yiyuan to make a move, he is still Yun Yiyuan's person after all, once he makes a move, Yun Yiyuan will not be able to sit idly by, otherwise, in front of everyone, it will be difficult for Yun Yiyuan to convince the public in the future.

The huge black shadow soared into the air, Lin Lu looked frightened, and habitually touched the gun on his waist, but unexpectedly touched the air.

"Ahh Boom! A beautiful arc of lightning flashed, straining the leaping fangs tightly and slamming them to the ground.

There was silence all around, and the protectors who had been preparing to besiege stopped in unison. Known for its ferocity, the fangs that are empty on weekdays are taken down as soon as they are seen. The protectors all looked at Yun Yiyuan, guessing in their hearts whether he deliberately didn't make a move, or if he couldn't react......

As for the sudden burst of fangs, everyone knew it, and only a few people guessed that it might be Yun Yiyuan's secret signal.

"How? To fight or not to fight? If you don't fight, I'll take the people away. Li Yiming glanced at the unconscious and blackened fangs on the ground, and spoke lightly.

"The world has changed...... Yun Yiyuan gritted his teeth and spit out a sentence, glanced at Li Yiming meaningfully, and walked towards the side door without looking back.

Let's go? That's it......

The protectors around were dumbfounded, and Yun Yiyuan, who was known as the invincible cloud gun, was actually intimidated......

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Liancun is a natural village, after the transformation of the new countryside, the originally famous Lianxiang is more pleasant. The original long-term population of Liancun was less than 100, and due to its remote location, most of the original residents of Liancun went out to work, leaving behind the elderly and children.

A year ago, a group of developers suddenly came, saying that they were going to do new rural construction, and almost the entire village was bought at a very high price, and the project progressed very rapidly.

After hearing the news, many local high-ranking officials and wealthy people flocked to the city, and after seeing the beautiful scenery of the world with their own eyes, they all started to think about it.

But the strange thing is that after the construction of the new countryside, this mysterious developer did not sell or develop tourism, but instead moved many strange residents from all over the country and settled here one by one. These residents include the elderly, children, women, and young people, and they have not done anything special since they came, or they have opened a commissary, or set up a small restaurant, or plant lotus roots, or raise chickens and fish to feed them, and it seems that they really want to carry out the construction of new rural culture to the end.

In this way, this rare health blessed place in the world is even more famous, and many people who hold some ways are even more reluctant to give up, but what is strange is that no matter what identity, no matter what background, no matter what means are used, no matter what relationship is moved, up to now, no outsider has been able to live here as he wishes.

Lotus Village has become a magical and mysterious village.

At the head of this mysterious village, there is a crooked neck tree that has been around for a long time, and it seems that it was even earlier than the formation of the village. But because there was no one to take care of it, it died a few years ago. Although the old tree is withered, the huge branches are still firmly inserted in the soil, and from a distance, there is a unique style.

Under the dead branches of this old tree, leaning on a sloppy man, with messy hair, a face full of stubble, and a thick and pungent smell of wine should not be approached by humans and animals.

The man was holding a dilapidated gourd, which seemed to be an old object, with a cracked skin, a dull yellow color, and obvious signs of repair.

"Goo." The man took a big sip of the gourd, this gourd seemed to be a little strange, according to the man's way of drinking, he should have drunk all the wine in the gourd, but this gourd seemed to never finish, the man had been drinking here for three days.

"Do you think he's going to drink to death?" In the farmhouse by the dirt pit, a young man with clear eyebrows glanced at the man in disgust and spoke coldly.

"Peel your corn with peace of mind, that person's affairs are less discussed, the village chief has an explanation, let's not bother him." A little girl sitting across from him glanced at the young man and seriously picked up the corn in front of her.

"I don't understand, why the village chief is so protective of him, it's not that we are here......" The young man wanted to say something, but was stopped by the girl's warning gaze.

"Alas......" The girl stared at the young man, looking at the young man's deflated appearance, as if she couldn't bear it, she glanced left and right cautiously, poked her head awkwardly, lowered her voice and whispered: "I'll tell you, don't tell anyone else, I heard, that ...... That drunkard...... It's a holy ......."

"What? He was ......" The boy was startled and stood up exaggeratedly.

"Shh......h You want to die. ”

"Who do you listen to?" The boy quickly sat down, also lowering his voice.

"Elephant, he once heard a call from the village chief, I don't know the specifics."

"Is it reliable? Elephant guy ......"

"Believe it or not." The girl pouted, ignoring the boy, and peeled the corn seriously.

"Alas, you see, it's blind." The girl lowered her head, but she heard the young man's whispered shout, and following the young man's gaze, he saw a figure with closed eyes and a gentle step slowly walking towards the dirt slope.

"She's going to find an alcoholic again?" The girl pursed her lips, and the whole village, except for the village chief, seemed to have something to do with the drunkard.

"Have you seen her eyes?" The boy suddenly asked softly.

"What is so nice about a blind man's eyes." The girl looked at the boy with white eyes, and her expression was a little sour at the boy's current expression.

"You don't understand." The young man's eyes were obsessed, staring at the slender back without blinking.

"Hmph." The girl shook the corn in her hand to the ground and went into the house with a pout.

Under the quiet crooked neck tree, the girl with her eyes closed stood quietly to the side, seemingly indifferent to the pungent smell of wine, and the drunken man did not speak, one standing, one lying, one in a daze, the other drinking, so as to maintain the unique tranquility of the countryside.

"He's awake." After a long time, the girl with her eyes closed finally spoke, she tilted her head, her white neck was crystal clear in the setting sun, and she spoke in a tone as if talking to herself, without a trace of fireworks.

"Goo." The man clasped the gourd's hand for a moment, and then took another big sip.

"I want to see him." The girl spoke again.

"No sense...... "The man finally spoke, but he hadn't spoken for a long time, and his dry voice sounded unusually hoarse.

"I have a reason why I have to see him."

"Then why are you looking for me?"

"Thousand Faces won't let me go out alone."

The man took another sip of wine, his intoxicated eyes slowly opened, but he looked at the sky blankly, the sunset was like blood, and an inexplicable desolation rose from the withered crooked neck tree.

"You promised me......" The girl sighed softly, a hint of pleading between her words.

"Good ......" The man gently stroked the broken gourd and slowly lowered his head.