"Ten, nine, eight, seven......" Luo Yunqing counted the numbers in a whisper in his heart, he hoped that when the numbers came to an end, Yu Qiushui would appear safe and sound, and then, as before, casually threw the sword and wine jug to himself, and said Let's go, little fart.

The number of "three, two...... has not yet returned to zero, and Luo Yunqing's heart has already reached his throat.

He suddenly felt the wind behind him and hurriedly looked back.

In the center of the ship, a gray robe fluttered, like a flag flying in the wind. The swordsman raised the sword in his hand and pointed into the distance, the smile on his face was so familiar and reassuring.

"Are you okay......" Luo Yunqing grinned and circled around him, just wanted to smile and say, you are okay, I'm worried about me.

In the next second, the gray clothes on Yu Qiushui's chest exploded violently, and a string of bright red blood flowed down his belt and dripped onto the boat.

"Wow!" Luo Yunqing couldn't help but exclaim again, it was the first time he saw Yu Qiushui injured, he was going to die, right?

"Stop yelling. Yu Qiushui couldn't help but yell at the eager Luo Yunqing, and then stretched out his left hand nonchalantly and gently wiped his wound, not deep, just a wipe and stopped.

"I'm fine, it's just a skin wound, and I can't die. Instead, his eyes were fixed on the direction of his sword.

The dense fog gradually faded, and the figure in the fog appeared, and Yu Qiushui's sword was against Wen Zhaochen's chest.

The sword had already been submerged an inch, and although it had not yet been drawn, it was bleeding profusely.

Compared to Wen Zhaochen's injury, Yu Qiushui's small injury was nothing at all.

"Lord Oni!"

The black figure couldn't sit still, he jumped up from his seat suddenly, and behind him several men in black wore veils and shaped like bows, ready to strike at any moment.

The silver balls in the ghost king's hand were tightly clenched by him, and they made a squeaky moan, and they even had a faint tendency to deform under the squeezing.

"Wait, wait, wait. Immediately he sat down again, but no one could see that the adult was feigning composure.

Yu Qiushui's sword didn't move forward, he only needed to use one more inch, and this Haoque sword would tear Wen Zhaochen's heart muscle, but he didn't, but slowly pulled out the sword.

Wen Zhaochen, who was bleeding too much, turned a little pale, making his already scarred face look more like a black and white impermanence, and he quickly clicked the acupuncture points on his chest, and the blood no longer gushed, but it was still enough to make him feel painful.

"Why, if you don't stab me, you can have killed me. Wen Zhaochen knelt on one knee, clutching his chest, but he still stubbornly raised his head.

"Same question, why do you want to teach me light exercises. Yu Qiushui tilted his head, and the same puzzled expression appeared in his eyes.

"Why do you want to teach you light exercises?" Wen Zhaochen's dry lips cracked, and he suddenly smiled, Yu Qiushui

Suddenly, it was discovered that this killer's eyes were not only murderous, but also flashing with faint starlight.

He is still a child after all! Despite all the experiences and so many people he has killed, he is still a child, daring to love and hate.

"Because I also hate Xiao Ruyi, I also hate this Sword Immortal List. If it weren't for this Sword Immortal List, wouldn't this world be different? People would no longer be obsessed with rankings, and they would no longer kill wantonly?"

"But if I kill Xiao Ruyi, then I will become the number one on the Sword Immortal List. Yu Qiushui said seriously.

"You are different from him, Xiao Ruyi's sword is only for killing, it is domineering and fierce, arrogant and unreasonable, so it is called Aolai Sword!" Wen Zhaochen struggled to get up from the ground, and the bright light in his pupils dimmed.

"But you are different, I can feel the loneliness from your sword, the same loneliness as I am. I don't know why you're challenging the Top Ten Sword Immortals, but I know you're not doing it for this so-called ranking. Although I can't kill Xiao Ruyi, if my death can be exchanged for Xiao Ruyi's life, then I am willing, believe you. Wen Zhaochen said seriously.

It is true that his speed is very fast, and his light skills are very powerful, but light skills are not swordsmanship after all, and there is still a significant gap between him and Xiao Ruyi.

But Yu Qiushui is different, he is very fast, and his swordsmanship is also very cold, the only drawback is that he can't kill himself like Na Xiao Ruyi.

If Yu Qiushui can kill himself, does that mean that he can kill Xiao Ruyi? Sixteen-year-old Wen Zhaochen thought so in his heart, it didn't matter about the bounty and the task, he wanted to exchange his life for Xiao Ruyi's life.

"Are you willing, trusting a stranger you've never met before, and surrender your life to him?" Yu Qiushui chuckled, as if mocking.

Luo Yunqing no longer understood what the two people in front of him were talking about, they were obviously fighting for their lives a second ago, but now they suddenly began to sympathize with each other, and the air was filled with ambiguous smells.

"You're not Luo Xiaofeng's apprentice, are you?" Wen Zhaochen didn't answer Yu Qiushui's question, and suddenly asked seriously.

"It's not. Speaking of that man, Yu Qiushui replied coldly.

"I know that I once assassinated Luo Xiaofeng, and naturally I have fought with him. Although your swordsmanship is completely different from his, it ......" The corners of Wen Zhaochen's mouth rose slightly.

"But there is a shadow of him. ”

"You are talking nonsense!" Yu Qiushui was furious, Luo Yunqing didn't know why he mentioned Luo Xiaofeng, Yu Qiushui was suddenly so excited, he only blinked his eyes and looked at the two, unable to speak.

"Then I'll be. Wen Zhaochen waved his hand indifferently.

"Have you ever thought that if you don't kill me today, I may kill you in the future. ”

After a long silence, Yu Qiushui seemed to be still immersed in Luo Xiaofeng's memory and did not come back to his senses.

"I don't kill you, not because you taught me footwork, but because I am sudden

Ran understood one thing. I'm going to challenge Xiao Ruyi, challenge the top ten on the Sword Immortal List, it's just a challenge, why kill them? Is it just to take their place? Is the value of a human life really so low? The young swordsman ten years ago believed in a child, he pinned all his hopes on a stranger, and today you are the same. Yu Qiushui rewrapped the sword and carried it on his back.

"Whether it's a sword boy or a sword immortal, this world shouldn't be like this, there shouldn't be only killing, meaningless competition, I missed an opportunity in the past, and now I won't miss it again. ”

Yu Qiushui turned to look at the child in front of him, Luo Yunqing, he gently touched Luo Yunqing's immature cheek, and then Luo Yunqing stubbornly shook his hand away.

"Wait. Wen Zhaochen stopped Yu Qiushui, and he threw the curved sword in his hand on the boat.

It was only now that Luo Yunqing saw Wen Zhaochen's saber clearly, which was different from ordinary swords, this sword was more like a long knife, bending in a charming arc, like death.

"Since I lost, it's useless to keep this sword, I hope you go out and tell everyone that the ghost swordsman Wen Zhaochen is dead, and from today. ”

"I will live as Li Jialiang. As he spoke, Wen Zhaochen jumped into the vast mist, and he didn't give Yu Qiushui the slightest chance to refuse.

"Lord Ghost King, just let them go, this is six thousand taels!" Beside the man in black, several subordinates obviously didn't want to let Yu Qiushui leave like this, they had been preparing for a long time, just waiting for the Ghost King's order, rushing up to dismantle Yu Qiushui.

"Kill him, even Wen Zhaochen can't do it, can you do it?" the Ghost King snorted coldly.

"This. Several killers suddenly choked, the ghost king was right, even Wen Zhaochen was defeated under his men, no matter how many of them were, they were just going to die.

"Let's go, let's go back!" the ghost king was in a good mood, jumped up from his chair, and flew off the high platform.

Yu Qiushui, who was on the lonely boat not far away, looked at the back of Wen Zhaochen leaving and the curved sword he left behind, and he had a lot of thoughts.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" Luo Yunqing waited for a long time, and finally couldn't help but interrupt Yu Qiushui, who was thinking.

"I'm wondering, how are we going to go back, are you rowing or am I rowing?"

“......”

"You want an eleven-year-old kid to row, you still have no humanity!"

"Nope. Yu Qiushui replied crisply.

Immediately, the ship fell silent again.

Ming Sword Pavilion, Su Taibai crossed Wen Zhaochen's name on the Sword Immortal List, he sighed lightly, and threw the file of the ghost swordsman Wen Zhaochen into the furnace and burned it, as if he was worshipping his undead.

After doing all this, Su Taibai took out the next roll of bamboo slips again.

Snake Sword Immortal, Chang Feng, Sword Immortal Ranking, third.

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