Yu Wenrui's voice was crying, and he said intermittently.

"Bu Fan, why do you say this, am I too selfish, I thought that everything would develop according to my expectations, but God seemed to be joking with me."

Yu Wenrui laughed at herself, Li Bufan could see that this was no longer drunken nonsense, but spit out from Yu Wenrui's heart, but under the guise of wine, she never knew that Yu Wenrui still had this kind of story, and she couldn't see it at all on weekdays.

Yu Wenrui sat there, his hand clutched the cup tightly, a few tears fell, his eyes looked at the sky, but he didn't seem to see anything, only the endless darkness At this moment, he completely revealed himself hidden in the depths of his heart to Li Bufan, he wanted to shout, but the sound from his throat was just a weak moan.

Yu Wenrui closed his eyes and tried to escape the sadness of the present and return to normal, but he still couldn't get rid of it, the good memories he once had with the person he liked, now they all became dim, leaving only endless sadness and pain.

"Contemplating the past and establishing the remnant sun, at that time it was just ordinary, Mingyue should laugh at me, laugh at me now, live up to the wishes of the Qingqing, and wander alone and sing alone." Yu Wenrui smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Li Bufan looked at Yu Wenrui's appearance, and he began to fall into memories, he has been away from Surabaya for many years, I don't know how Yang Ze is now, who has no heart, but he is hidden in the depths, and he is unwilling to take it out easily.

"Brother Yuwen doesn't have to blame himself, everything is God's will, I can't control it, if you want someone here, I don't want to see you so sad." Li Bufan suppressed the nostalgia in his heart and comforted Yu Wenrui

Yu Wenrui glanced at Li Bufan, and the two of them drank the rest of the drunken immortal brew, allowing the strength of the wine to confuse their minds.

But their pain and past still can't be healed, but the wine is gone, and there is no longer a pretense to confide, so they can only seal these things and emotions back to the bottom of their hearts again.

When they left the Liuli Pavilion, it was already the middle of the night, day and night, there was not much difference between day and night, in the eyes of the cultivators, this Yangsheng Street was still the same as the day, people came and went, and there was an endless stream.

Li Bufan and Yu Wenrui were supporting each other, and they were still talking nonsense.

They came to a slightly remote path, the only way they could get back to their lodgings, and it was only the two of them on this road.

A gust of wind blew, making Li Bufan and Yu Wenrui shiver, and subconsciously quickened their pace.

Because of the passage of time, they are gradually sober, and it is not good to talk nonsense anymore, although both of them were drunk just now, but in fact, they are just drilling. Everything is clear to them.

But at this time, both of them kept silent about what had just happened, and seemed to have reached some kind of consensus.

Suddenly, both of them stopped at the same time, and their faces showed a cautious look. The eyes looked behind them, and the ears were catching the wind and grass, but the body did not move.

"I don't know how many, what's the matter?"

Li Bufan said coldly.

As soon as the words fell, they saw four or five people walking out of the corner behind them, all wearing sect robes, two of them were monks of the sixth layer of qi refining, and two were of the seventh layer of qi refining, and the leader was the same as Li Bufan, who was the peak of the eighth layer of qi refining.

"It's worthy of Uncle Li, who can actually detect us." The leader spoke, his tone extremely contemptuous.

"I wonder what you're looking for us? It's getting late, so I'll go back first if there's nothing to do. Li Bufan said calmly, he didn't want to cause trouble.

"Hey, what are you going to do with Uncle Shi, our juniors have been a little tight lately, didn't Uncle Shi just get the spirit stone some time ago, didn't we come to Uncle Shi to ask for some reward."

Sure enough, he was targeted by others at that time, Li Bufan said secretly.

If you have the chance, you must return these to your uncle.

"I don't have any spirit stones on me, I really can't give them to you, why don't you go and ask someone else?"

Li Bufan didn't take his words to heart, replied indifferently, and turned around and prepared to leave with Yu Wenrui after speaking.

"Uncle Shi, don't be embarrassed!" That person was very unhappy with Li Bufan's attitude and seemed to look down on him.

"Just let me see how much Uncle Shi's is." The man snorted violently, took out a flying sword, and rushed towards Li Bufan. Li Bufan, who was still walking, opened his eyes suddenly, the cold light was revealed, and his body turned to the right lightly, easily dodging the sudden blow.

Seeing this, Li Bufan's expression became gloomy.

"Are you really going to do it?" In the end, Li Bufan still didn't want to cause any trouble, and asked the last sentence, he still hoped that this group of people could leave.

But the man didn't pay attention to Li Bufan, smiled darkly, and quickly shot back, Li Bufan didn't have time to react, and was cut out of a bloody hole by the man's flying sword, and the blood flowed out in an instant, staining Li Bufan's clothes and pants red.

Seeing this, Li Bufan's expression was very solemn, and his ten fingers jumped, quickly sealing the blood veins all over the wound, so that the blood could not continue to flow out.

He stared at the man, who was still complacent about the fact that he had just injured Li Bufan.

Li Bufan's face changed greatly, as soon as he stretched out his right hand, his five fingers opened and there was a sound, and a ball of thunder appeared in Li Bufan's hand, which was the palm thunder that Li Bufan learned before.

"Now that you've made your decision, be prepared to pay the price you deserve." Li Bufan stared at the man and said solemnly. Then, with a stretch of his right hand, the thunderball flew towards the man.

Seeing that the thunderball was about to hit the person, fortunately, the person reacted, the person flashed, and then the figure went elsewhere, just out of the attack range of the thunderball.

With a "boom", a small hole exploded in the place where Li Bufan's thunderball was hit, and there was still a little thunder aura left around, which was also extremely powerful. When the man saw this, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"Isn't it just you who can palm the thunder?" That person also condensed a thunderball in his hand, but it was much smaller than Li Bufan in terms of size.

The thunderball flew towards Li Bufan, because he was prepared this time and reacted very quickly, and he dodged the attack of this thunderball in one fell swoop.

Li Bufan looked back at the thunderball shot by the man, and he didn't know that the size was a few points smaller than Li Bufan, and the power was far from comparable.

When he turned around, he just wanted to be moved, but suddenly heard two sounds of breaking the ground on the ground, and then, he saw two ropes emitting golden light, which quickly flew towards Li Bufan's feet and entangled Li Bufan's feet.

The man pinched his hands and said with a smile: "If you fall under my spell, just wait for death." The man saw that Li Bufan had been tricked, and smiled proudly.

Then, with both hands together, he raised four fingers, facing Li Bufan, and what mantra was being read in his mouth, but it was very vague and he couldn't hear what it was.

As a result, his flying sword was urged by the spell to rise in the air, surrounding him, and finally flew towards Li Bufan, who was unable to move.

Li Bufan's hairs stood up, he felt that this person was a dead hand, and his expression suddenly became even darker.

Yu Wenrui, who was on the side, was unable to help Li Bufan because he was pulled by several other people, and when he saw Li Bufan in this situation, he was distracted for a moment and was injured by one of them.

Li Bufan pressed his hand to his waist, and the light sword appeared in his hand, and he swung it hard at the rope under his feet, cutting it off with just one sword.

When he looked up, the man's flying sword was about to stab Li Bufan, but the corners of Li Bufan's mouth raised.

As soon as his body moved, he disappeared in place. The man also panicked when he saw this scene, how could this Li Bufan have such a speed, and he didn't have time to recall the flying sword to protect himself, a gust of yin wind blew behind him, and in an instant, he saw that the man's raised hands fell to the ground in response, and blood suddenly burst out, and Li Bufan used his spiritual power to block in front of him, so he didn't splash on his body.

This scene happened so quickly that everyone else didn't react, and after a few breaths, everyone finally reacted, and the sharp pain also rushed to the man's brain.

He fell to the ground, rolling and screaming, blood gushing out of his arms.

Several people who were still fighting with Yu Wenrui saw the man on the ground, and immediately stepped forward to help him seal his pulse.

"Big brother!"

"Big brother!"

......

"If you don't respect the teacher, I will cut off your arms, but you will not accept it." Li Bufan was in no mood to joke with him anymore, he was really angry, he was not a soft persimmon, anyone could pinch it, if he couldn't kill people, his sword would not have cut off his arm, but his head, he put the light sword against the man's neck, and asked coldly.

"No, no, Uncle Shi taught me a lesson." The man endured the severe pain and hurriedly replied, he knew that he had provoked the wrong person.

"Today's events will teach you a lesson."

Li Bufan ripped off the man's storage bag, as well as the flying sword just now, and at the same time stretched out his hand and put it in front of several other people.

They couldn't help it when they saw Li Bufan's movements, they knew that they had encountered hard stubble tonight, so they could only admit it. called his storage bag to Li Bufan.

Yu Wenrui followed behind Li Bufan, looking back at the person who fell to the ground from time to time, and looked at Li Bufan, who was walking in front, who had not yet walked out of Li Bufan's series of flowing movements just now.

"Bu Fan, when did you become so powerful?"

Li Bufan smiled and threw the storage bag he had just gotten to Yu Wenrui.

"Without him, only the hand is familiar." Li Bufan said.

But Li Bufan really didn't joke, he had practiced this cloud piercing no less than 10,000 times, and he had already been familiar with it by heart, and his cultivation in the past few years was not a fake trick, plus the various dangers he had encountered in recent years, he had practiced his decisive means of killing.

How could it be so easy to come back from the NDE again and again to be succeeded by people of the same realm.

Yu Wenrui looked at Li Bufan's back, I don't know when this person who was still behind him a few years ago has run to the front, he only knows that Li Bufan must not be bad with him.