Uncle Kang jumped up all of a sudden, ran all the way over, and kicked the strong man to the ground.

Then he turned around and shouted, "Young Master, my plan to deceive you has succeeded, I didn't disappoint you!"

Zhou Yan's heart was beating for a while, and he secretly said Uncle Kang, this old thing is so bold, he dared to do it in order to fulfill his lie, obviously he was determined that this stupid big man didn't know that Lao Tzu's cultivation was wasted.

I was very angry, and I wanted to beat Uncle Kang, but I didn't dare to do it at this moment.

It must be pretended, otherwise the matter will be revealed, and both lives will be confessed here.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yan pretended to be profound, waved his hand and said: "Okay, it's just a despicable person, what's the point of catching it? I'm still dirty to kill him." ”

Uncle Kang hurriedly said: "Did you hear that! My young master doesn't want to kill you! Don't get out yet!"

If the strong man was amnesty, he didn't dare to say much, so he ran away directly.

The alley quieted down, and Uncle Kang looked at Zhou Yan and smiled awkwardly, his head covered with sweat.

Zhou Yan squinted his eyes and said, "Okay, Uncle Kang, the trick just now is very good, how should I reward you?

"Huh... Haha..."

Uncle Kang wiped the sweat from his forehead, and suddenly turned his head and ran, the speed was simply terrifying.

Zhou Yan couldn't help but say loudly: "What are you running, there is one deducted and one left!"

"Because he saw me. ”

A cold voice suddenly sounded behind him, without a trace of emotion, which made people feel creepy.

Zhou Yan's figure stiffened, turned around with difficulty, and saw a man wearing a robe and a masked face.

He was relatively thin and small, holding a scimitar with a shiny blade that shone with a cold light.

And all of this is not as cold as his eyes, and those fierce eyes exude the purest killing intent.

This person is by no means comparable to the strong man just now.

He must have killed people, and he had killed quite a few people, so he could send out such pure killing intent.

Uncle Kang must have seen this just now, and knew that this person was ruthless and couldn't be clever in front of him, so he didn't say anything and ran away directly.

Uncle Kang, as always, he is still unreliable.

The man in the cloth locked his eyes on Zhou Yan and said slowly: "In the past, if you want to marry Bei Shao Mingyue, no one will object, because you are strong." But now, you're just a waste, why should you marry Bei Shao Mingyue?"

Zhou Yan gritted his teeth and said, "Do you like the bright moon in the north?"

"Nope. ”

The man in the cloth shook his head and said, "People like me won't like anyone, but they will like money, and someone will spend a lot of money to buy your head." If you die, others will have a chance to fight for the bright moon in the north, understand?"

Zhou Yan sighed deeply and said helplessly: "Sure enough, it's because of her, alas... I knew there would be such a day. ”

The man in the cloth said: "So are you done talking, letting you speak is my respect for the first day of the former Sword Domain, otherwise I wouldn't have given you a chance to speak." ”

Zhou Yan said: "I have a few questions for you. ”

The man in the cloth stared at him and said in a cold voice: "Say." ”

Zhou Yan smiled: "How many people have you killed?"

The man in the cloak frowned, and then said, "I never remember the dead, but there are quite a few. ”

Zhou Yan nodded, and said, "Are you so sure to kill me?"

"Hmph, just kill a piece of waste!"

He slowly lifted the scimitar, shook his head and said, "Accept your fate, the former genius, you have come to an end." ”

Zhou Yan smiled, and his eyes gradually became cold.

He murmured: "Maybe you still don't understand, I have indeed ended, but this is my own choice, if I don't choose, then no one can let me end the curtain." ”

After speaking, he picked up the white flag on the ground and tore it off, leaving only the short stick.

Holding a short stick in his right hand, like holding a sword, twenty years of muscle memory made Zhou Yan's temperament change in an instant.

The man in the cloak took a step back, and then sneered: "Pretending, you don't have any aura fluctuations anymore." ”

"Do you think you're still the same bright swordsman you once was?"

"Suffer death!"

After he finished speaking, he went straight to this side.

Zhou Yan sighed and said angrily: "The hall is full of three thousand drunken guests..."

As the words fell, white light shot out from his body, filling the alley.

At the same time, a vision appeared in the surrounding heaven and earth, and the void seemed to bloom one after another strange words, which was intoxicating.

So there was a brief confusion in the man's eyes, but in an instant, he came to his senses.

The moment he came to his senses, he saw Zhou Yan poke the short stick forward, and said the next sentence: "One sword frost and fourteen states!"

Time seems to stand still.

Or rather, a bitter chill froze the entire alley.

Countless rays of white light poured out of Zhou Yan's body, condensing into an invisible sword qi in an instant.

The sword aura was cold, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring, and it suddenly shot forward, disappearing at the end of heaven and earth.

The figure of the man in the cloak trembled slightly and stopped in place.

His eyes widened, he couldn't believe that his protective aura had been pierced in an instant.

He opened his mouth to speak, but his mouth was full of blood, and he could only let out a hoarse whimper.

His throat suddenly cracked, blood shot out, and his head deflected, and he fell to the ground.

"Ahem... Ahem..."

He twitched on the ground, holding his hands to his throat, and roared with difficulty: "Zhou Yan... You... A few days ago... It turned out to be you who alarmed the Wendao Saint..."

"You're hiding so deeply!"

He yelled out his last words and finally closed his eyes.

"Deep, you fucking big-headed ghost!"

Zhou Yan shook his head and said, his body went weak, and he hurriedly leaned against the stone wall, barely supporting it and not falling.

The head was like a pinprick, the pain was dying, and the sky was spinning for a while, and the spirit seemed to be unable to bear the poem just now.

Wendao... It also comes at a price!

Only if you truly comprehend, can you really show it, stealing other people's poems will only hurt your own soul.

He understood this, but there was really no way to do it just now.

"A strong man, even if he loses his own cultivation, has the instinct of the soul, he looks down on you too much. ”

A cold voice sounded, Bei Shao Mingyue looked at the corpse on the ground, and said softly: "This sword is almost comparable to your peak, how did you do it?"

Zhou Yan raised his head and saw Uncle Kang running back out of breath behind the bright moon in the north.

He smiled reluctantly and said, "It's a fast run, and the way to move the rescuers this time is quite smart." ”

Uncle Kang scratched his head and said with an embarrassed smile: "But it seems that I am overly worried, the young master is heroic and extraordinary, and he will do it directly." ”

Zhou Yan shook his head helplessly, looked at the north and shook the bright moon, and said, "You are right, I came out, and I have to go back." ”

"Let's go, go home. ”

Bei Shake Mingyue carried him on his back and said softly: "There are many people who want to kill you, except for me, do you think you haven't offended anyone before?"

The brain was so painful, the soul seemed to be extremely consumed, Zhou Yan was weak, and he collapsed on the back of Bei Shao Mingyue, smelling the fragrant fragrance of her hair.

You can feel that she is very thin and her body is soft, but she is very strong.

Under the moonlight, she still exudes divine light, giving people a feeling of unreality.

"It seems that no one can escape the law of true incense!"

Zhou Yan sighed and said, "It's really frustrating that both escapes failed. ”

Bei Shake Mingyue was silent for a moment before she whispered, "What does the True Fragrance Law mean?"

Zhou Yan thought about it, sniffed the back of her neck, and said in a daze: "It's what you mean by being very fragrant." ”

"Oh... Isn't it..."

Bei Shaking Mingyue walked forward slowly, a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

Lao Kang followed behind, Zhou Yan fell into a deep sleep, and no one could see her face.

Her expression was calm, but not the usual indifference, but a comfortable tranquility.