"Amitabha, your sister and brother's chivalrous action is really a blessing for the common people and a blessing for the people. ”

"The master is polite, and now that the monster has escaped, the two of us have taken their leave. ”

After Ji Wufang finished speaking, he pulled the sword man and turned to leave.

"Why are you in such a hurry to leave?" The Hidden Sword Man asked puzzled, and at the same time looked back, he had just seen the red nose of Qin Fake Immortal.

"We chivalrous people uphold the heart of chivalry, do things neatly, since the monster escapes, the people are safe, then what do we stay? "The flawless cloak of Ji flew, and after the ice and snow body was urged, the cold air hit the snowy sky.

"The wind and clouds are surging, the dust and sand are surging, the rivers and lakes are disturbed, and the chic and happy Ruan Xing ......" The clear singing voice resounded.

However, not far from the village where the two were killed, the Tibetan Sword Man suddenly stopped with a frown.

"Hmm, what's wrong with you, brother?" Ji Wufang saw the sword man stop his figure, and at the same time, he also stopped, turned to look at the sword man.

The Tibetan Sword Man did not answer Ji Wufang's question, but stood in place and felt something, muttering to himself from time to time.

"You mean you feel a masterless sword beckoning you, waiting for us to go?"

"Hey, brother, what's the matter with you?" Ji Wufang walked over and reached out and patted the sword man on the shoulder.

"Huh?" The Hidden Sword Man was suddenly awakened by Ji Wufang's power, and couldn't help but shudder when he saw Ji Wufang staring at him fiercely.

"Miss Ji, what did you say I didn't hear clearly?" The sword man asked in a frightened face with a cold sweat on his forehead.

With a night of getting along and feeling the power faintly coming from his shoulders, the sword collector could be sure that if he didn't give Ji Wufang a satisfactory answer, he would definitely be miserable.

"It's called Sister Ji, who asked you to call me Miss Ji?" Ji Wufang's palm was forced, and there was a pain in the shoulder of the sword collector, it seemed that the title of Ji girl made Ji Wufang angry.

"Uh, Sister Ji!" The person who knows the current affairs is Junjie, and the Tibetan sword man is very knowledgeable about the current affairs, and obediently calls him according to Ji Wufang.

"What happened to you just now, I saw that you were talking to yourself when you were in a state of disappointment?" Ji Wufang repeated the question that the sword collector had not heard clearly.

"Sister Ji, I once said that since my memory was damaged, I have gained a trace of memory from the sword box hidden behind me, and that memory has prompted me to constantly look for the sword wielder and collect their swords. Seeing Ji Wufang, the sword collector calmed down and explained after taking off the hand on his shoulder.

"You've already talked about this paragraph, let's move on to the next paragraph. Ji Wufang waved his hand to stop the sword collector from continuing to ramble.

"Yes!" The cold sweat on the corner of the swordman's forehead couldn't stop, and he said in his heart that this aunt really has a character.

The originally very cold Tibetan Sword Man felt as if he had met a nemesis after meeting Ji Wufang, so he had to explain the reason for his distraction just now to prevent this aunt from going crazy.

"Just now, Zang Feng behind me told me that there was an ownerless sword calling me a hundred miles away, so I was communicating with Zang Feng just now. ”

"You're saying this black guy behind you can talk?" Ji Wuflawless detoured behind the sword-hiding man in disbelief, lifted the cloak of the sword-hiding man, and looked at Zang Feng seriously.

"It's not that Zang Feng can speak, it's that he can communicate with me through consciousness. The Tibetan Sword Man turned around in embarrassment, and the whole person stiffened when Ji Wufang stared at the Tibetan Sword Man from behind.

"Hmph, did I say that? This black box is black and ugly, but in that case, let's go to the place where the black box says it is, and you know the route, right?" Ji Wufang patted the sword man on the shoulder again.

Seeing this, the Tibetan Sword Man knew that this time was in the past, so he nodded and led the way first.

Zang Feng just pointed out a general direction, after all, Zang Feng is not a real person, and he is still lacking in expression.

However, as the two of them walked farther and farther, the Tibetan Feng on his back became more and more excited, and the Tibetan Sword Man could feel his pleasure.

When the two of them passed through a forest, even Ji Wufang could feel the strangeness of Zang Feng, because Zang Feng began to float, emitting a faint black mang, and at the same time, there was a small hum, as if he was communicating with someone.

"Ahh

"Sister Ji, are you okay?" Hearing this, the sword collector quickly turned around and came to Ji Wufang's side, holding Ji Wufang's waist with both hands, so that Ji Wufang would not fall to the ground.

"I ...... of the head...... It hurts...... Headache...... Take me away from ...... Open here......" Ji Wuflawless covered her forehead with her hands, and intermittently asked the sword collector to take her away.

It is also strange to say that when the Tibetan Sword Man left not far away with Ji Wuflaw, Ji Wufang's headache symptoms were alleviated.

"Put me down!" Ji Wuflaw patted the back of the sword man's head, and his tone was no longer in trouble.

The Tibetan Sword Man put Ji Wuflaw down with a short body, and just now Ji Wuflawless fanned it not lightly, even if Ji Wuflaw didn't say it, the Tibetan Sword Man also knew that this cheap sister must be fine.

However, the flawless symptoms just now also made the Tibetan Sword people palpitate, and he had a headache for some reason, and he thought that he had been plotted.

"Sister Ji, do you just know why your head hurts suddenly?"

"I don't know this, I haven't been plotted in my body, it should be because of myself, brother, I can't accompany you to that place to find the sword, you can go alone!" Ji Wuflaw said apologetically.

"It's okay, Sister Ji, you wait for me here, and the little brother will come when he goes. After the sword man finished speaking, he saw that Ji Wufang agreed to come down and returned the same way.

This time, there was no flawless reason, and the Tibetan Sword Man followed Zang Feng to his destination without any obstacles.

"Here?" The Tibetan Sword Man found that this was an illusory place, and a majestic Buddha aura came from the front.

"Could it be that there is a Buddhist sect ahead?" the Tibetan sword man looked at the phantom of the Buddha that changed from time to time, as if there was a golden giant Buddha looking down on all beings.

The Tibetan Sword Man stopped, and Zang Feng told him that this was an ownerless sword, but this was obviously within the sect of Buddhism, and it was impossible for him to break into the mountain gate to grab the sword!

Just when the Tibetan Sword Man was not sure whether to break through, it was the Hidden Blade Sword Box that was floating in the air, but there was a movement.

Boom!

A golden sound came out, and Zang Feng's sword box rose into the sky and disappeared into the sky, and then a sword sound came out from the mountain gate in front of him in response to Zang Feng, and a purple streamer flew out, and the target was Zang Feng.

"This sword actually flew out on its own!" The sword collector saw very clearly, it was a lilac integrated sword, and the sword body had golden patterns.

After Zang Feng finished storing the sword, all the visions disappeared and fell back to the back of the Tibetan sword man.

"Hurry up, in case someone chases you out......"

The Hidden Sword Man snickered and quickly left.