Jiang Yi pondered his assets.

"Today, I have sent all the money of all my brothers and sisters. But there are still 20,000 taels of silver left for Li Zhi....."

Jiang Yi frowned, and gave 20,000 taels of silver at once, which would make him hurt a lot.

After hesitating, Jiang Yi walked to Yu Zhi's room.

"Senior Brother Li Zhi, I have something I want to discuss with you."

There was silence in the room, and no sound was heard.

Jiang Yi just said to himself: "Senior Brother Li, can your 20,000 taels of silver be delayed for a few days?" ”

"I've been short of money recently, and I just paid tens of thousands of taels of silver to my senior brother, and I really can't get the silver."

When Yu Zhi heard that it was silver, he was worried that there was no silver in his pocket. gave Ling Ziyue five hundred taels in vain, and now her pocket is really cleaner than her face.

"No, I'm willing to gamble. Twenty thousand taels of silver, not one of them is missing. If you don't give it, I'll go and tell Elder Cangjin to get out of Cangshan. ”

Yu Zhi is now a red man in front of Cangjin, and Yu Zhi slapped Zhao Han in the face in that night's battle, still as a new disciple. Isn't this just a slap in the face of Cangshui?

From time to time, the laughter of Elder Cangjin could be heard in the pavilion on the top of Cangshan Mountain.

Jiang Yi can be sure that now in Cangjin's eyes, Li Zhi is not his own grandson, but more like his own grandson.

Jiang Yi's face fell, and he was scolding something in his mouth, but he was thinking in his heart about how to solve this trouble.

The last 20,000 taels of silver, if it were given, would make Jiang Yi's life fall into dire straits.

Immediately, Jiang Yi gritted his teeth and said, "I have information from Elder Canghuo, so let me delay for a few more days, how about it?" ”

When Yu Zhi heard this, he opened the door and said, "You talk about it first." ”

Jiang Yi felt that there was a drama in his heart, and continued: "I heard that Elder Canghuo has been studying talismans recently, and he needs a disciple to help him. But because everyone knew Elder Canghuo's strange temper, they all avoided Elder Canghuo. ”

Seeing that Yu Zhi was moved, Jiang Yi smiled slyly and said, "Senior Brother Li Zhi, what do you think of this news?" ”

Yu Zhi squinted at Jiang Yi, "How long do you plan to slow down?" ”

I saw Jiang Yi stretch out a finger.

"A month?"

Jiang Yi shook his head and said, "One year." ”

"Die!" Yu Zhi kicked at Jiang Yi, and a year later, I would no longer be in Cangshan.

Jiang Yi smiled hesitantly, and didn't care whether Yu Zhi agreed or not, and said, "Senior brother, I'll send you another message." I heard that after the Broken Knife Gate was attacked that night, Lei Jun was seriously injured and fell into a coma in order to cover the retreat of his disciples, and even broke one of his hands. ”

Yu Zhi thought of the bold man holding the Thunder Knife in the big comparison of the sect in his mind.

"Which hand was broken?"

"The hand holding the knife."

......

At the Broken Knife Gate, many elders surrounded a young man on the hospital bed, and everyone looked lonely.

Bai Qigang and his party returned from the Divine Hidden Pavilion, but they were almost completely wiped out on the way back.

Bai Qigang and the other three elders were seriously injured, there was not one in ten elite disciples, and the most important thing was that Lei Jun, who was known as a once-in-a-century sword genius, broke his right hand holding the knife. This is equivalent to cutting off Lei Jun's cultivation path from now on.

"Door master, is there really no hope?" Bai Qigang's face was pale, and his eyes were full of worry. His injuries were also very serious, and it was difficult to gather a trace of true qi for at least half a year.

Nie Feng, the master of the Broken Knife Gate, sighed, and his gaze stayed on Lei Jun's broken arm.

The hand holding the knife was broken, which undoubtedly made Lei Jun's more than ten years of hard work come to naught.

After a moment of silence, Nie Feng said, "His fate has been saved, but his cultivation ....."

Everyone's eyes also stayed on Lei Jun's shoulder-length severed arm, and they all knew what it meant that a swordsman had lost his hand holding the knife.

Bai Qigang angrily slammed his fist on the table, and in an instant, the complete table turned into a pile of firewood. "Door Master, Lei Jun is the hope of our Broken Knife Gate!"

Nie Feng didn't know that in the past ten years, Nie Feng had personally taught martial arts techniques, and he did not hesitate to devote the resources of the sect to cultivate Lei Jun.

Everyone regarded Lei Jun as the hope of the Broken Knife Gate for the next hundred years. However, Lei Jun suffered such a catastrophe.

Nie Feng said in a deep voice: "The broken arm can no longer be found, such an injury can only give birth to white bones and grow flesh and blood unless the immortals come." ”

There was silence in the room, this time it was not only Lei Jun, but also the disciples of the Broken Sword Sect who died, and the younger generation suffered heavy injuries.

After Nie Feng left the room, a white crane fell from the sky in the night sky and landed in front of Nie Feng.

Looking at the white crane that suddenly arrived, Nie Feng's eyes showed a look of nostalgia, he hadn't seen this white crane for twenty years. Twenty years ago, when he first saw the crane and its owner, it was hard to forget.

The young man was moved, but he died without a problem.

"I haven't seen her for years, is she okay?" Nie Feng asked softly, his eyes were full of tenderness, as if standing in front of him was the woman with peerless elegance.

The white crane chirped in response to Nie Feng's question.

Nie Feng smiled slightly, not as domineering and majestic as rumored by the outside world, but just an infatuated man.

"That'll be fine."

Bai He lifted one foot and stretched out in front of Nie Feng, and there was a letter on it.

When Nie Feng took the letter, the white crane let out a long roar and flew into the depths of the night sky.

And when Nie Feng opened the letter, there was a solemnity in his eyes. Because there are simply a few words written on the letter.

"The night ghost is here, and the catastrophe is coming."

Nie Feng knew that woman had never liked nonsense, she was like this back then, and she was like this twenty years later. Maybe she just said a few more words back then before she was turned away.

Thinking of the interesting things back then, the solemnity in Nie Feng's heart also dissipated a little.

After the white crane left, a door master order was transmitted to the ears of the upper and lower parts of the Broken Knife Gate.

Track down the black-robed man, and there is no mercy for killing!

......

Yu Zhi was stunned, he knew what it meant for a swordsman to lose his hand holding a knife.

Jiang Yi continued: "However, this is also gossip, whether it is true or not, no one can say for sure." ”

Yu Zhi sighed: "I hope he can be fine." ”

Jiang Yi looked at Yu Zhi in surprise and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Li, Lei Jun is Senior Brother Wanjun's great enemy, why are you still speaking for him." ”

Yu Zhi smiled, he knew that Jiang Yi couldn't understand it, but Cang Wanjun would definitely think the same as him.

"A genius like Cang Wanjun naturally has his own arrogance. The enemy of life is to be defeated at his own hands, not to die at the hands of others. ”

Jiang Yi suddenly asked, "By the way, what did you go to do just now?" ”

Yu Zhi didn't hide it either, and said, "I'm going to find Senior Sister Ziyue." ”

"What are you looking for her? Did you know that she is the granddaughter of Elder Canghuo? The disciples are all avoiding her, why did you send them to the door? Jiang Yi said.

Yu Zhi shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently, "I heard that last year, Elder Canghuo beat up a few disciples who pursued Senior Sister Ziyue, is this true?" ”

Jiang Yi touched his chin, and the chick pecked rice and nodded. "Of course it's true. Therefore, you better hurry up and stop it, don't provoke Ling Ziyue. ”

Hearing this, Yu Zhi became more and more happy, and the corners of his mouth arced.

"It's really good. If I take a few beatings, I will be able to make Senior Sister Ziyue accept my love, and it will be worth it for me to take a few more beatings. ”

"You, you, you, you......" Jiang Yi pointed at Yu Zhi with a look of disbelief, "You don't really plan to soak in Ling Ziyue, do you?" ”

Yu Zhi said happily: "Can't you? I fell in love with Senior Sister Ziyue at first sight, this is what I was destined to do. ”

Jiang Yi looked at Yu Zhi's appearance and sneered in his heart. You kid caused me to lose so much silver, so I'll release the news and wait for Elder Canghuo to beat you.

Jiang Yi planned viciously in his heart, and he still persuaded Yu Zhi not to provoke Ling Ziyue.

He wished that Yu Zhi would be beaten to death, so that the debt of 20,000 taels of silver would be written off.

After Jiang Yi left, Yu Zhi immediately showed a sneer, he just wanted to spread the matter to Canghuo's ears, so that he could see Canghuo.

And Jiang Yi, a jack-of-all-trades in Cangshan, is also the big horn of Cangshan. If you have the ability to hear all kinds of gossip, you have the ability to spread all kinds of gossip.

At this time, Ling Ziyue sat on the chair and was stunned for an hour.

The flush on his face still hadn't subsided, his heart was pounding, and his mind was full of the ordinary-looking boy.

"How dare that kid say such a shameful thing?" Ling Ziyue said coquettishly.

What she doesn't know is that she is not a senior sister who is cold in front of people.

Ling Ziyue took out the mirror and looked at herself in the mirror, how could her beautiful appearance not attract favor?

Recalling Yu Zhi's words and every move, Ling Ziyue sighed slightly: "It's a pity that his appearance is indeed more ordinary. ”

At the same time, in a vast valley of the 100,000 Great Mountains, a woman was also thinking about the same teenager.

White Flame Valley, among the northern sects, is also among the top ten, with the help of Yu Zhi, the disciples of White Flame Valley ran to the camp in Cangshan, and the black-robed people retreated in time, which also reduced the losses of White Flame Valley a lot.

Xiong Kui used the Blood-Burning Technique to forcibly improve his cultivation, and the backlash he endured made him recuperate in peace for several months.

However, such days also made him relax a lot.

"Little girl, are you thinking about that kid?" Xiong Kui appeared behind Zong Linyue.

Zong Linyue's true qi was exhausted, but fortunately, she didn't hurt her foundation, and she was able to walk on the ground after just a few days of recuperation.

Hearing Xiong Kui's voice, Zong Linyue glanced back, turned her head quickly, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes.

"Old bear, you shouldn't have a good rest, what are you running around?" Zong Linyue said.

Xiong Kui smiled innocently and walked to Zong Linyue's side like a big stupid bear. "Shouldn't you girl also have a good rest, why did you run out to Yue Sichun?"

"Phew, old and unserious. You're just thinking about spring! Zong Linyue retorted.

As she spoke, the flush on Zong Linyue's face spread to the root of her ears.

Xiong Kui didn't care, he also recalled the situation of that night several times in the past few days, and he always felt that something was wrong.

The black-robed people faced by Cangjin and his party seemed to be numerous, but their strength was far weaker than the black-robed people on the side of White Flame Valley. Obviously, Cangjin and his party are stronger, and they should encounter a more dangerous sneak attack.

But it's the opposite.

The major sects have suffered heavy losses, and the Qingyun Sect has been completely wiped out, only Cangshan has only a few new disciples killed and a few people injured, and almost retreated.

The two were silent for a moment, and Zong Linyue suddenly said, "Old Xiong, who do you say that kid is?" ”

Xiong Kui shook his head and said, "I asked people to check the disciples of the major sects, but none of them matched that kid. You and I have seen the appearance of that kid, but looking for someone with a face is like looking for a needle in a haystack. ”

Zong Linyue grinned and said again: "Old Xiong, do you think that kid is really handsome?" ”