Yue Zhaoxi, Li Mingze and He Bing buried the three apprentices of Master Buddha's heart, and there were three more tombs in the autumn chrysanthemum field in the backyard.

Master Buddha Heart sat alone in front of the three new tombs, his eyes looking into the distance, a little distracted.

Yue Zhaoxi and the others didn't expect things to develop to this point, and after discussing it, it was decided that He Bing and Li Mingze would go back first, tell Liu Weiming about the matter, and then let the officials deal with the aftermath.

He Bing and Li Mingze successfully left the Hundred Medicine Garden, and now Yue Chaoxi and Master Buddha Heart are left alone.

At this time, the sunset had completely set, and the dark blue curtain covered the sky, and only the stars were sprinkled on this curtain.

"Master Buddha Heart, I'll help you back to your room, it's cold at night."

Yue Zhaoxi said.

Master Buddha Heart shook his head, the old man at this moment was already very weak, at the age of ninety-five, coupled with the blow of body and mind, the master's body was like a dead leaf fluttering in the autumn wind, unable to withstand any touch.

Yue Chaoxi saw the Buddha Heart Master shaking his head, so he sat beside him and accompanied this legendary alchemist of Huaguo to finish the last journey.

At this time, in the quiet Hundred Medicine Garden, there was a creaking sound of opening the door.

Yue Chaoxi thought that the official person was coming, so he looked up in the direction of the thatched hut.

When Yue Chaoxi looked over, he only felt fear and fear, Yue Chaoxi was shocked in his heart, could it be because of the murder, he made up his mind, but this sense of fear did not subside at all, this was his instinctive fear of danger.

And the thatched hut is not lit now, and Zhao Jixiang has always been in charge of this work, so there is only darkness there.

Stomp and tread.

There was the sound of footsteps in the hut, and after a while, an old gentleman, wearing a black tuxedo and gold-rimmed glasses, held a cane in his left hand, took off the Western-style top hat he was wearing in his right hand, and at the same time turned three hundred and sixty degrees in front of him, turned behind him, stepped on the ground with his right foot on the tip of his left foot, and bowed half-bowed.

This is a standard Western gentleman's courtesy.

Byron Weiss.

Yue Chaoxi stood up at that time, fully guarded.

The old pervert Yue Chaoxi in front of him couldn't be more familiar, in Yangcheng he sent someone to kill Cheng Yuxiang, in the Golden Number script, Yue Chaoxi and they almost died in his hands. I don't know how many players have gone crazy and become addicted to the magic blood potion he made.

The fallacies preached by Byron Weiss are nothing more than depraved lies, and the healing of the church he speaks of is nothing more than a pretense for sucking human flesh.

"Happy birthday, old friend."

Byron Weiss still maintained a gentlemanly bow, and his voice was deep and respectful.

But at this moment, the consciousness of the Buddha Heart Master has been dissipated, and he has not made any response.

Byron Weiss waited for a while, and when he saw that the Buddha Heart Master did not respond, he looked up, and he saw the appearance of the Buddha Heart Master, as well as the tomb in front of the Buddha Heart Master, as if he understood something, and walked in the direction of the Master.

Yue Zhaoxi watched Byron Weiss come over, pulled out the Chixiao Sword in his hand, and blocked in front of the Buddha Heart Master.

At this time, Byron Weiss set his eyes on Yue Zhaoxi and looked at the young man in front of him, this contemptuous behavior made Yue Zhaoxi angry, but he had to stay calm now.

Byron Weiss looked Yue Chaoxi up and down, and finally his eyes fell on the Chixiao Sword, he narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he remembered Yue Chaoxi, revealing an expression of sudden realization.

"My dear child, I didn't expect to see you again."

Byron Weis's voice was deep, like the ringing of a church bell, with a demagogic feeling.

Yue Chaoxi suppressed his anger and said sarcastically.

"You finally remembered? I thought you had forgotten about me. How did you come back from the dead in the script? I remember you being cut in half by me. ”

"Oh, my dear child, I apologize to you. I've met so many people that I can't remember all of them, because most of them are too small for me, and you don't remember the ants at your feet, right? ”

This gentleman's statement made Yue Zhaoxi even more angry, Byron Weiss actually compared himself to an ant at his feet, Yue Zhaoxi really wanted to cut off the old pervert in front of him, but he was inexplicably afraid, and now Byron Weiss in front of him felt obviously different from the feeling in the script of the Golden Number.

It's obviously the same person, but this sense of oppression, Yue Chaoxi tries hard to feel, just like Shi Dakai's sense of oppression for himself, which is the feeling of absolute suppression by the player level!

Byron Weiss saw that Yue Chaoxi was so polite, so he continued.

"As for me, the one you killed was only one of my thousands of doppelgangers, and it is because of this that I can remember you, my dear child."

Yue Chaoxi was disgusted in his heart, who was his child. However, Yue Zhaoxi also understood that Byron Weiss did not die, and sure enough, it was because of his natural skills. Thousands of doppelgangers, that's really bad news.

"Then the you I see now are also doppelgangers?"

Yue Zhaoxi said tentatively, the Byron Weiss in front of him was too strong, if each of his clones had such strength, it would be really appalling.

The old gentleman, however, shook his head.

"When you see an old friend, you must come in person, this is the greatest respect."

Yue Zhaoxi couldn't help but be shocked when he heard Byron Weiss's words, he said that he was an old friend of Master Buddha Heart.

Master Buddha's second gifted pill was given to a foreign friend, and it couldn't be Byron Weis.

Byron Weiss saw Yue Chaoxi stunned in place, so he waited patiently.

When Yue Chaoxi came back to his senses, he said in a consultative tone.

"My kid, I want to talk to an old friend, can you get out of the way?"

Yue Zhaoxi sneered in his heart, how could it be, since it was the real body of Byron Weiss in front of him, and he had a contemptuous attitude, and there were flaws all over his body, if he struck with all his strength and attacked this old pervert, maybe it would have a miraculous effect.

"Okay."

Yue Chaoxi put away his killing intent and got out of the way.

Byron Weiss nodded in greeting, and the moment he looked down and closed his eyes, Yue Chaoxi swung a sword with his backhand and slashed straight at the top of Byron Weis's head!

Got it. Yue Zhaoxi's heart was in his throat, the sword spirit Chixiao was still sleeping, He Bing took Li Mingze back to the imperial capital to the forbidden city, Song Haoran, Cheng Yuxiang, and Lao Mo had no time to contact each other, and now they could only rely on themselves.

Just as the blade was about to hit, a blood-colored silk thread blocked in front of the blade, and the blade had almost touched Byron Weis's hair, but it was blocked by the blood-colored thread like hair.

Yue Zhaoxi couldn't believe it, the Chixiao Sword was as sharp as clay, how could it be blocked by a silk thread?

But this is the truth, and the silk thread of the Chixiao Sword shook a little, Yue Chaoxi felt an unbelievable huge momentum, fed back from the blade, and suddenly the hands holding the sword felt a huge force, this power twisted Yue Chaoxi's wrist, if he didn't let go, I was afraid that his wrist would be broken violently.

Boom.

With a crisp sound, the Chixiao Sword flicked out high, and Yue Chaoxi was also bounced to the ground, and after a while, the Chixiao Sword fell from the sky and plunged straight in front of Yue Chaoxi.

Byron Weiss turned out to be so strong, Yue Zhaoxi looked up at Byron Weis, but Byron Weiss frowned slightly.

"My child, you're a lot weaker than I remember."

Byron Weiss said as he spoke, and countless blood-colored silk threads emanated from his body, which were obviously aimed at Yue Chaoxi.

Yue Chaoxi was shocked in his heart, this was to kill himself, but his body trembled uncontrollably, it was because of Chixiao before, if he encountered danger, Chixiao would possess himself, but at this moment, he was only himself, he was so frightened that he couldn't move.

At the last moment, the voice of the Buddha Heart Master came from behind Yue Chaoxi.

"Old friend, let him go......"