Shaoyang thought quickly in his heart, he knew that the suspicion of blood was just a delaying tactic to fool people, and he had to get rid of this status quo of lambs to the slaughter as soon as possible.

Brass snorted coldly, and then woke up, his face instantly became gloomy, and his eyes were sharp.

He sneered and said secretly: Isn't he here to win the Bixue Dan?

"I don't care if you're a descendant of the Protoss or not, I just need to hand over the storage ring. ”

Shaoyang was shocked, why this brass changed so quickly, he didn't know why, but he couldn't act rashly at the moment, and now there was only a compromise, so he slowly took off the storage ring in his hand.

Brass was overjoyed in his heart, and stepped forward to snatch the storage ring, and at the same time, the red mangs flashed in his hands, and he quickly held the red mangs against Shaoyang's neck.

This red mang is a small sword three inches long, the whole body of the small sword is red, shining brightly, Shaoyang can feel the bloodthirstiness of this sword.

Shaoyang looked at the brass coldly, his eyes glazed.

Brass clutched the storage ring in his hand, looking happy, what he wanted has arrived, with it, a breakthrough is just around the corner.

Putting away the irrepressible excitement, Brass turned his head, revealing a hideous face, and said playfully:

"I was only going to do it for the storage ring, but now that I have it, it stands to reason that this is the end of it. But today, you and I have made this enmity, and if we keep you, it is inevitable that there will be endless troubles, and you are a descendant of the Protoss, so I have no reason to keep you, what else do you have to say?"

Shaoyang didn't make a sound, his eyes still didn't change, he didn't expect Brass to let him go before, Ai Xingshan is an example, if he had cut the grass and eradicated the roots, there would be no disaster today.

"Okay, good, have backbone, go die!"

Brass's right hand, which clenched the crimson sword, was about to slash through Shaoyang's neck with lightning speed.

It was too late to say that it was too fast, and when the crimson sword grazed Shaoyang's neck for two points, Brass's hand holding the crimson sword suddenly stopped, and he just froze in place and remained motionless.

The smug expression also stiffened with the pause of the gesture, and the two eyes widened.

On his neck, a circle of red blood marks was clearly visible, and the next moment, from the blood marks, hot blood gushed out, like a fountain in the neck, extremely weird.

Gather souls into a line!

This is a spell that Shaoyang comprehended two months ago, and its intention is to gather external aura into a thread of aura.

Although the gathered aura line did not have any offensive power or defense, it could be said to be a chicken rib spell, but he liked to be able to exercise his control over the aura, so he spent some time practicing every day.

Proficiency makes perfect, and with his continuous practice, the accuracy and speed of his aura control have also been greatly improved, and he has also found that the aura line formed by this gathering is actually very flexible. However, he mainly used it as a practice, after all, the aura line did not have any combat power.

When Brass was proud, his vigilance was greatly relaxed, and he suddenly thought that there was still an aura line, so at the moment when Brass was about to make a move, he quickly condensed the aura line, and with the flexibility of the aura line, he instantly cut off Brass's neck.

Everything is between lightning and flint, if there is no usual practice, I am afraid that Shaoyang will be in a different place at this moment.

There are no chicken ribs in the world, and there are no chicken ribs, only misplaced treasures, this is the conclusion that Shaoyang has reached.

Holding on to the trunk of the tree, he struggled to his feet, then glanced coldly at the body of the brass, and muttered:

"What I'm going to say is to kill people, don't be so grinding!"

Then he rolled over and snatched the storage ring from his brass finger, and then put the brass storage ring into his own storage ring along with the small red sword on the ground.

With a wave of his right hand, the brass corpse was thrown into the cliff next to him, just like Ai Xingshan.

After doing all this, Shaoyang dragged his scarred body towards Yuemei's residence.

The blizzard was still roaring across the Far North, and after a while, the big crater left by the fierce battle just now had been covered by the blizzard, getting thicker and thicker, until it was wiped out.

From a distance, it seems that nothing has happened on this icy and snowy road.

Everything is back to the way it was!

Inside the house, Yuemei was pacing back and forth, her face was extremely anxious, today she was practicing in the house, and suddenly she felt a heartbeat inexplicably.

At first, she didn't care, she still worked hard to practice according to the exercises described in the karmic realm, although she still didn't succeed in feeling the aura of heaven and earth, but she kept working hard and didn't give up.

Today she cultivated until midnight, and she woke up from her meditation, but she found that Shaoyang hadn't come back so late, and she had already come back as usual, thinking of what happened a few days ago, Yuemei was shocked.

"No, Shaoyang will be fine. ”

Yuemei trembled and paced back and forth, muttering to herself, and after a while, her eyes were moist and tears were dripping from her cheeks.

Just as Yuemei lost her soul and muttered, the door outside the house creaked open.

"Yuemei!"

Shaoyang snorted softly, rushed to the door, his body shook, and fell to the ground.

As soon as Yuemei heard Shaoyang's familiar voice, she hurriedly wiped away her tears, she rushed out of the inner room, and when she saw Shaoyang lying on the ground covered in blood, tears flowed down again.

"Shaoyang, what's wrong with you, Shaoyang?"

Yuemei picked up Shaoyang and walked to the inner room, shouting in surprise, tears unstoppable like a river flooding.

After supporting Shaoyang on the bed, she hurriedly wiped the blood marks off Shaoyang's face.

Seeing Shaoyang like a bloody man in front of her, Yuemei's heart was like a knife, and she blamed herself.

"I'm sorry Shaoyang, I'm sorry, I didn't know it would be like this. ”

A little while!

Shaoyang regained consciousness and woke up, he saw Yuemei next to him hiding her face and crying, and his heart was moved.

So he pulled Yuemei's sleeve and whispered, "Yuemei, thank you." ”

When Yuemei saw Shaoyang wake up, she immediately laughed and was excited.

"Shaoyang, you finally woke up, you bled a lot, I'm worried. ”

Shaoyang smiled slightly and comforted:

"I'm fine, I was just too tired just now, so I slept for a while. ”

Yuemei was not at ease, and asked again and again:

"Really, but you don't know that you're covered in blood just now, are you really okay?"

Shaoyang smiled and nodded:

"It's really fine, the blood on my body is not mine, it's brass. ”

"Brass?" Yuemei wondered.

"Well, brass is the head of the academy!" Shaoyang explained.

Yuemei was shocked, and her face instantly turned pale. She still remembers the head of the monastery, and it is his unqualified sentence that positions her as an abandoned person. It can be said that everything in the registered disciple is because of this master, how can she forget?

"Why did he go, I didn't look for him?"

Yuemei muttered to herself.

"Yuemei, what's wrong with you?

Shaoyang half-propped up, patted Yuemei's shoulder, and said with concern.

Yuemei relieved herself after half a sound, and waved her hand:

"It's okay, Shaoyang, I'm fine"

He looked a little panicked.

Shaoyang nodded before calming down.

Yuemei looked at Shaoyang, her face was cloudy, and she said in a low voice:

"Shaoyang, I'm worried about you. That brass has been in the sect for many years, and he must know some powerful people. And when we were tested in the previous sect, we knew that his kind of person was a villain who flattered and retribution, and now that you have a grudge, you must be careful of his revenge in the future. ”

Shaoyang sat up, leaned on the head of the bed, and then looked at Yuemei in a daze, a strange thought appeared in his heart, and he smiled for a long time:

"Don't worry, he has no chance of revenge. ”

"Huh?"

Yuemei was stunned, and then exclaimed.

"Really?"

Shaoyang nodded, indicating acquiescence.

Yuemei was stunned, she couldn't believe that this brass was an unattainable existence for their mortals, she never thought that one day she would be killed.

"Shaoyang, has your strength reached such a point?"

Shaoyang shook his head and said:

"It was a fluke to kill Brass, and if he hadn't let his guard down at the time, I wouldn't have had a chance to speak to you in front of you. ”

Brass's death was entirely due to his smugness and complacency.

It can be said that it is a matter of character!