In the mountains of Lingqiu.

Liu Daoren leaned on the tree in embarrassment, most of his chest almost collapsed, grinning, red blood kept flowing down from the corners of his mouth, even half of his clenched front teeth were shattered, and the panting sound became heavier and heavier, almost like a dilapidated bellows.

And under Liu Daoren's scarlet eyes, Yan Jianming leaned down and searched for something on Wang Daoren's corpse, for a long time, only to find a Qiankun bag.

Straight open and rummaged, and in a short time, a few carefully stored pills fell to the ground and smashed into the mud mixed with blood.

After that, there were the yellowed pages stacked and wrapped in layers, and the time was also floating with the wind, hanging on the branches, like pieces of paper money.

Finally, he touched and put a handful of alchemy into his arms, Yan Jianming straightened up, lifted Wang Daoren's body to the side, and covered Zhang Daoren's body.

Then a jade bottle was taken out of his arms, and a small half bottle of corpse water was poured down, and then, Yan Jianming clasped his hands together and looked coldly at Liu Daoren, who was still breathing.

"I'm just asking for a way when I meet on the left, I even reported my home to you, promised to pay you when I arrived, and asked you to help take it, search Lingqiu Mountain, and find someone."

"But you have deceived me like this, and you have humiliated my trust!"

"Take me like a fool and lead me to circle around the outer edge of this Lingqiu Mountain!"

"I've seen this peeling dead tree twice in half a day!"

"And it's not just a lie, just in this hour, the two of them want to sneak through four times, and you want to sneak through three times too! I can see it all clearly! ”

"I don't want to help you, you could have said it directly."

"Are there still old and young at home? Are there any brothers in the nearby market? Are you so afraid of offending my Ting Changshan? ”

At the moment when Yan Jianming was talking, Liu Daoren gasped even more, the sound of heavy breathing became messy little by little, and there was hardly much blood spilling out of the corners of his grinning mouth.

Maybe it's too painful.

Liu Daoren pressed his hand tightly to his heart.

At this moment, the sloppy eyes and Yan Jianming's cold gaze met each other.

Liu Daoren seemed to want to raise his head, and in his slightly trembling lips, the muffled voice was almost indescribable.

Seeing this, Yan Jianming stepped in front of Liu Daoren, pointed at Liu Daoren's throat with one hand, and a pure mana went down the twelve-story building, straight into Zhou Tian, the second pulse of Liu Daoren's governor.

In an instant, Liu Daoren took a sharp breath, as if a drowning person had been saved.

Yan Jianming lowered his head slightly, and brought his ear close to Liu Daoren's mouth, ready to listen to what Liu Daoren was going to say.

"When we meet, we are just a little more precautionary......

"Someone who turns his face faster than a dog...... Well...... Even hyenas have to be a little more patient than you......"

"It seems that such a bitter person is also worthy of mentioning Ting Changshan to bluff people? also said that he was a disciple of his mother? ”

Yan Jianming's face was gloomy, and he was about to get up immediately.

But Liu Daoren didn't know where the strength came from, and as soon as he raised his hand at the heart vein, he grabbed Yan Jianming's wrist suddenly.

"Phew——!"

"Let's pee and ......"

Before he finished speaking, Liu Daoren's eyes widened, and when he went out in one breath, he completely lost his vitality.

Yan Jianming trembled and raised his hand to wipe away the blood that had been sprayed on his sideburns.

I don't know what I thought, but his gloomy face almost turned hideous.

"Hyena ...... Hey! Hyena! ”

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In the dungeon.

Chu Weiyang stabbed out with a sword on Yu Bu, and the whole person suddenly paused there.

Sure enough, Steward Ma is really a person who knows how to swords.

With Chu Weiyang's strange kendo talent, accompanied by the change of mood, now he has re-practiced the thirty-six style swordsmanship of the spring time, and with the alternation of the five sword intents, it really stopped abruptly after the Qingming sword intent, and suddenly became obscure, and there was no sense of Gu Yu's sword intent at all.

If you practice it over and over again, in the end, the entire Spring Sword Thirty-six Sword Moves will no longer be as smooth as before.

In the same place, Chu Weiyang put away his sword, frowning and not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, the young man turned his head to look at the horse.

"So, sure enough, there is a problem with the practice of kendo......"

The steward nodded calmly.

"Talent is a predestined thing, but when you even practice the sword moves of the spring sword, it means that the practice is thousands of miles away from the truth! Spring sword, spring sword, when there is no spring in front of you, where does Gu Yu come from? ”

"Of course, you don't talk about half of your body now, at least your shoulders and head break out of the mud, so that you can breathe comfortably, there must always be priorities, and it doesn't hurt to give up the kendo practice."

"It's just that I don't know when I'll die, if I'm gone, if you want to pick up kendo again one day, you have to flip through the Taoist book yourself, guessing blindly, and ......practicing nonsense at the same time."

As Steward Ma spoke, Chu Weiyang put the long sword in his hand in front of him.

He listened to what the steward said as he gently stroked the bright blade of the long sword.

When Steward Ma finished speaking, Chu Weiyang shook his head violently.

"Nope! Kendo...... Can't give up! ”

"That stinging sword was swung by myself from nothing!"

"From that moment on, for me, kendo was more than just kendo itself!"

"That breath cannot be dispersed, if it is dispersed...... I'm afraid that the swordsmanship will be able to be picked up in the future, but if the ambition is gone, it will be gone! ”

"Steward, people like you and me have never had a place to live......"

"This trip to the underground palace is an accident, I want to think about it, how should that Raushzi pick up the rain building?"

"You said that in the realm of the Qi refining period, many times, killing people does not only depend on the level of the realm."

"You and I combined?"

Hearing this, Steward Ma nodded.

"Good! I haven't talked about this murderous sword in many years, so we have a total of ......."

Speaking of this, Chu Weiyang suddenly had a change of thought.

"Steward, I'm a person who can know what is good and bad, your talent in the kendo method, I can really feel it clearly, I really can't imagine how a person like you fell into doing this little steward in the demon suppression cave......"

This time, Steward Ma's originally plain face was full of complicated wry smiles.

"You ask this...... I've mentioned it less often than the sword technique of killing...... I can't remember, it's been so long, I can't remember it very well......"

didn't wait for Chu Weiyang to continue to ask.

When the young man looked over, Steward Ma was already holding on to the edge of the road, and his body fell down, and disappeared from Chu Weiyang's sight.

After a while, suddenly a voice came out.

"You just said that people like you and me have never had a place to live......"