"Oh, is this going to draw the sword?" Wen Zhaochen's mouth tugged downward, as if mocking him.

"I've heard that you didn't take Zhang Yijian and Lu Sanlang so seriously when you were dealing with them!"

Yu Qiushui chuckled, "That's natural, they're just fanatics with a vain name, they can only bully the weak, how can they generalize with you, a killer who tramples on white bones." ”

He suddenly lowered his voice again and said to Luo Yunqing behind him.

"Wait until you don't leave the ship, stay in the middle of the ship, or I won't be able to protect you. ”

Luo Yunqing's heart suddenly swelled with a trace of warmth, and he suddenly wondered why Yu Qiushui didn't let him come to the ghost market with him, was he really reluctant to pay that penny, or did he want to protect himself?

"Hmm!" he nodded vigorously and gently grabbed the corner of Yu Qiushui's clothes, like a child hiding behind his trusted father.

It's just that he didn't know that this time, even Yu Qiushui didn't have the confidence to guarantee that he would be able to come back.

Unlike Zhang Yilang, Wen Zhaochen is a real killer, and there are very few murderous methods about him, and no one has ever seen him shoot. Moreover, as early as when he was on the boat, Yu Qiushui felt the difference in his body, it was a cold murderous aura, an extremely dangerous aura.

If Wen Zhaochen is willing, Xiao Ruyi, who is the number one on the Sword Immortal List, may not be able to sit on the ground so securely, so he doesn't dare to be careless, if he dies, then what should Luo Yunqing do?

This is what Yu Qiushui thinks in his heart, he is not a god, he can't guarantee that he can defeat his opponent every time, as a swordsman, he must have the consciousness of exposing the corpse wilderness at any time.

"Oh, you found out too. Wen Zhaochen raised his eyebrows.

"That's right, the corpses of those who came to challenge me are all lying quietly at the bottom of this lake. ”

"Ahh

"This is what you call a leafless lake, but it's more a lifeless lake. Yu Qiushui looked at the frightened Luo Yunqing and smiled bitterly, and Luo Yunqing also grinned.

"You know how many corpses are buried under this lake, right?" Wen Zhaochen smiled, his smile like a sunny child.

"Ghost Sword Immortal, Wen Zhaochen, one hundred and ninety-nine souls under the sword, fourth on the Sword Immortal List. Luo Yunqing hid behind Yu Qiushui and whispered.

"That's right, one hundred and ninety-nine corpses. Wen Zhaochen nodded proudly, "So Yu Qiushui, will you become the second hundredth corpse, lying at the bottom of this lake for thousands of years?"

"At least not yet. Yu Qiushui wiped the sword in his hand and smiled confidently at Wen Zhaochen, "I still have unfinished business, how can I just fall here?"

For the first time, Yu Qiushui couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart. When facing Zhang Yijian, Lu Sanlang, and Xiao Shiyi, he had never been so excited, and this excitement reminded him of a long time ago, when he was fighting against a sword, that competition was really hearty.

"My sword is out, but you need to find it yourself. ”

"It's already out?" Yu Qiushui was puzzled.

Wen Zhaochen stretched out his hand, he jumped lightly, his toes were a little on the bow of the boat, and his whole body was like a kite, submerged in the thick fog.

Yu Qiushui's ears stood up, because suddenly, he suddenly felt that there were invisible sword qi swarming from all directions, they were hidden in the mist, invisible, but deadly.

Yu Qiushui suddenly remembered that Wen Zhaochen was a killer, and the killer's sword was often hidden in the darkness and elusive, so this thick fog was the best cover for him to kill.

"What a tricky guy

Yu Qiushui looked at the dense fog around him and sighed, the sword he lifted suddenly put down, and the sword in his hand lost its direction for the first time.

He couldn't judge the enemy's position, nor could he judge the direction of Wen Zhaochen's attack, so he could only wait, forced to defend, waiting for Wen Zhaochen to show his flaws.

A cold light suddenly appeared from the thick fog, and a scimitar almost grazed Yu Qiushui's waist, but fortunately it didn't hurt his skin.

Wen Zhaochen missed with a sword and hid in the fog again.

Another sword fell from the sky, and Yu Qiushui swung a sword in his hand, swinging a sword qi in the air, cutting off Wen Zhaochen's attack, but when he swung a sword again, he found that Wen Zhaochen's figure had already disappeared.

Yu Qiushui sighed and was secretly angry.

"Right!" Luo Yunqing, who had been silent, said suddenly.

Yu Qiushui was suddenly startled in his heart, but he still subconsciously swung a sword, just a random sword, but heard the sound of long swords colliding, Yu Qiushui's sword struck the sword in Wen Zhaochen's hand, and before he launched the next attack, Luo Yunqing had already discovered the direction.

"How did you see him?" Yu Qiushui was overjoyed and looked at Luo Yunqing behind him, but he thought about it, maybe it was just an accident.

"Don't be distracted, pay attention to your back!" Luo Yunqing had a straight face, now he didn't look like a child at all, on the contrary, Yu Qiushui looked like an eleven or twelve-year-old boy.

He obediently turned around in the air, and with a flick of his wrist, the Haoque Sword was like a long dragon, tearing through the thick fog and stabbing straight ahead.

This time, the sword stabbed Wen Zhaochen again, but the sound of metal colliding was heard in the air again, and Wen Zhaochen was already coughing.

Obviously, Yu Qiushui's sword made him unable to guard against it, so he had to hurriedly use the sword in his hand to resist.

Wen Zhaochen did not rush to make a move again, but hid in the darkness for a long time, as if waiting for an opportunity to move.

"Didn't I tell you that I was weak and sick since I was a child? Therefore, the master would not let me go out to play, and I could only stay in the sword-forging room every day, listening to other children frolicking outside, so I often pricked up my ears to eavesdrop, so my hearing is much more sensitive than ordinary people, and as long as you listen with your heart, you will find that many things in this world will make extraordinarily beautiful sounds. Luo Yunqing took the time to say that he seemed to have a very miserable childhood.

"Hmm, is it?" Yu Qiushui didn't know how to comfort him, and he choked a little, and the two seemed to forget that they were in danger.

"So Qiushui is Yunqing's friend, and Yunqing doesn't want Qiushui to die. Luo Yunqing raised his head, his clear pupils were like stars in the night sky.

"Well, I said, I won't die, at least until I kill Xiao Ruyi. Yu Qiushui nodded solemnly.

"Heh, just by you, do you want to kill Xiao Ruyi too?" Wen Zhaochen's sneer came from the mist.

"What, have you tried to compete with him?" Yu Qiushui shouted into the air.

Wen Zhaochen hesitated for a while, then slowly spoke, and his voice echoed on the surface of the lake.

"Yes, a year ago, I received an assassination mission, and the target of the mission was Xiao Ruyi. ”

"I chased and killed him for three days and three nights, and fought with him for three days and three nights, but almost every time I was defeated and fled, although I couldn't beat him, but he couldn't kill me. His sword is fast, and your sword is also fast, but your speed is weak, and his sword is decisive in killing, and every sword is deadly. ”

"So, you mean I can't kill him?" Yu Qiushui touched his chin, it was the first time he knew that Wen Zhaochen had also assassinated Xiao Ruyi.

But after all, there are not one or two people who want Xiao Ruyi to die.

"Yes, you can't kill him now, because

Because without the child by your side, you don't pose any threat to me, but can this child always be with you?" Wen Zhaochen said categorically.

"Therefore, if you want to kill Xiao Ruyi, it's not fast enough, you need to be faster!"

Yu Qiushui looked at Luo Yunqing, who was smiling silly, and looked back at the void to find Wen Zhaochen's figure.

"Still, isn't it fast enough?"

Just when he was in a trance, Luo Yunqing suddenly screamed heartbreakingly.

"Bow, bow!"

Yu Qiushui didn't react, but when he reacted and wanted to raise his sword, it was too late, and Wen Zhaochen had already appeared in front of him.

But he didn't have a sword in his hand, Wen Zhaochen stood straight, his figure as tall as a tree.

The sword in Yu Qiushui's hand still subconsciously slashed down, but he slashed into the air, and the sword fell weakly on the bow of the boat, cutting off a kick of the wooden boat.

It's an afterimage! How fast Wen Zhaochen is, fast enough to leave an afterimage in the air.

Wen Zhaochen's figure was like a ghost, he disappeared in the bow of the boat, and then appeared in the stern, he was only one step away from Luo Yunqing, Yu Qiushui's heart rose to his throat, he wanted to save Luo Yunqing, but he realized that he was too late.

"I've only done it once, you can see clearly, this footwork is called a volley, and it took me ten years to understand it by walking on the tip of the knife. ”

Wen Zhaochen glanced down at Luo Yunqing in front of him, didn't care about him at all, and jumped into the air by himself.

"Volleystep?" Yu Qiushui was stunned, he didn't know what Wen Zhaochen meant, why he suddenly had to tell him about his light skills.

However, he still observed it attentively, Wen Zhaochen's figure was like a swimming dragon, jumping lightly in the air, and like a carp, swimming on the surface of the lake, like a human, but not human.

"Ghost King, what are you doing?" On the high platform not far away, several people were looking at this place condescendingly, and the strange thing was that in the high sky ten zhang away, the fog here had lightened a lot, and a man in black was sitting there, looking at the three of them intently.

"Wen'er does this, naturally he has his own ideas, let's just watch. The Ghost King waved his hand, never taking his eyes off the black-clothed boy.

"Do you remember?" Wen Zhaochen's voice was hidden in the air again.

"Remember, right?" Yu Qiushui was a little puzzled, he hadn't been taught light skills by the enemy.

"Since you remember, raise the sword in your hand and stab at me, this time I will not have the slightest reservation, if the little one behind you speaks again, then I will kill him!"

Wen Zhaochen's voice in the air was cold, and he seemed to be ready to kill Luo Yunqing at any time, so frightened that he hurriedly shut his mouth.

Yu Qiushui looked at Luo Yunqing, and he also jumped into the thick fog.

"Don't!" Luo Yunqing subconsciously jumped up and wanted to grab the corner of Yu Qiushui's clothes, but he missed it. He was too scared, afraid that Yu Qiushui would leave him, afraid that Yu Qiushui would not come back, afraid that Yu Qiushui would be killed by that Wen Zhaochen.

The air around him fell silent, there was a dead silence over the lake, Luo Yunqing sat down on the ground in fear, his legs curled up, he hugged his legs tightly with his arms, and buried his head deep between his legs.

"Wait until you don't leave the ship, stay in the middle of the ship, or I won't be able to protect you. The words echoed in his mind.

I believe that you will definitely come back, I will always wait for you in the middle of the ship, Luo Yunqing shouted firmly in his heart.

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