Jiang Yi squinted his eyes and said, "You yourself are afraid of death, but you blame others for your crimes, this is not righteous." ”

"I'm telling the truth, it's what he said about the Ten Thousand Demon Sect's power has been greatly reduced, and our sect can take the opportunity to replace it. At that time, the master of the door asked if there was any good way, and he said: The snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman profits, and the Wing Clan has some power in the Endless Plain, which can provoke the contradiction between the Wing Clan and the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, and let them fight each other. After that, our sect will unite with Jinao Island and wipe out the Ten Thousand Demon Sect. ”

Jiang Yi saw Yang Wenhui's expression and knew that what he said was true, so he nodded and asked, "Then how did you change your appearance?"

Yang Wenhui replied: "There is a Transformation Pill in my door, which can change its appearance. As long as you see it, you remember it in your mind, and you can concoct it. ”

Jiang Yi stretched out his hand to Yang Wenhui.

"What are you?" asked Yang Wenhui puzzled.

Jiang Yi said with a straight face: "Hand over this elixir." ”

Yang Wenhui didn't dare to disobey Jiang Yi, so he obediently handed over the Huarong Pill, and Jiang Yi took the pill into his pocket.

"I've already said what I should say, Daxian can let me go. ”

Unconsciously, Yang Wenhui's name for Jiang Yi also changed.

He thought that as soon as the matter was over, everything would be fine, but he saw Jiang Yi looking at him forcefully.

"You've said what you should say, now it's time to settle accounts with you. ”

"What!"

Yang Wenhui was about to get up, when he felt that the back of his heart was directly pierced through his chest by a sharp blade, and blood splattered out.

It turned out to be Zhang Jie, who smelled the poisonous gas of the poisonous beans, and resisted it with his true qi in time, but the poisoning was not deep, and he recovered quickly.

In order to avenge Yunxiu, he bracked his body, clenched the short gun, and poked Yang Wenhui from behind.

Yang Wenhui was furious and was about to reflexively go to fight Zhang Jie.

Jiang Yi's hand moved, and the three-ring sword stabbed directly into Yang Wenhui's chest, and Yang Wenhui was pierced by the blade again, letting out a heart-rending howl.

But Jiang Yi thought of Yunxiu's death, and showed no mercy to Yang Wenhui, gathered the true qi of his whole body on his fingertips, and used the "Breathing Dragon Finger" to point directly at Yang Wenhui's chest.

The powerful finger force centered on Yang Wenhui's sternum and spread out, the bones on his body were shattered one by one, and the tendons and veins were also broken.

Zhang Jie pounced again, stabbing Yang Wenhui like crazy with a short gun, blood splashed his face, and he didn't care.

He stabbed and howled: "Yunxiu, I have avenged you, I have avenged you......"

"Senior brother, he ......" Daji saw Zhang Jie's appearance and felt a little distressed.

Jiang Yi sighed faintly: "Just let him vent well." ”

Yang Wenhui, the elder of the plague gate, was stabbed to death by Zhang Jie in this way.

After a long, long time, Zhang Jie got up from the pool of blood, wiped the blood on his face, staggered to Jiang Yi's side, and patted Jiang Yi's shoulder with a bloodstained hand: "Brother Jiang, thank you." ”

Jiang Yi said softly: "The revenge has been avenged, and Yunxiu is also at ease under Jiuquan." ”

"Nope. Zhang Jie said categorically, "It's not all reported yet." ”

Jiang Yi understood what he meant, Yunxiu would be murdered, and he was plotted by Yang Wenhui, but behind it, there were still plague gates and Jinao Island ghosts.

"Don't worry, I already have a plan for the rest of the matter. ”

After half an hour, these Wing Clan soldiers really regained their senses, and it seemed that what Yang Wenhui said was true.

Zhang Jie ordered that tonight's affairs must be kept secret, and if there is a violation, they will be killed.

......

It's late at night, and Jishitang is quiet.

The cool breeze blows, and the white sails dance.

Tomorrow is the day of Yunxiu's funeral.

Zhang Jie sat alone by the coffin, this was the last night he accompanied Yunxiu.

He rested his head on the coffin, thinking of the laughter and laughter of Yun Xiu's life, everything was vivid, as if the beauty was still there.

A shadow walked into the backyard, and Zhang Jie saw that it was Daji.

"Miss Daji, why don't you sleep yet?"

Daji bowed slightly: "Yunxiu will be buried tomorrow, I want to accompany her again." ”

She walked to the coffin, took out the paper money she had bought from her treasure bag, and went to the brazier and burned it one by one.

"Yunxiu, although you and I have known each other for a short time, I am very grateful that you treat me like a sister at first sight. I have written down what you said to me that day. I'll burn you this paper money, you can walk on Huangquan Road with peace of mind, we will definitely help you take revenge......"

Daji wiped her tears alone by the brazier, and the light of the fire illuminated her cheeks, which was pitiful.

After a long time, Daji heard familiar footsteps behind her, and she turned around and saw Jiang Yi.

"Senior brother, you're here too. ”

Jiang Yi nodded slightly.

Daji noticed that he was holding a flask in his hand.

Jiang Yi walked to Zhang Jie's side and sat down, he was more worried about Zhang Jie now.

Ever since Yun Xiu's death, he had been in this depressed and sluggish state.

Jiang Yi opened the wine jug, and the aroma of wine immediately wafted out of it, and he said to Zhang Jie: "Come on, I'll drink with you tonight, get drunk." ”

Zhang Jie shook his head: "I'm not in the mood, you can drink it yourself." ”

Jiang Yi glanced at Daji, who immediately came over, took the wine jug, and said, "Sister Yunxiu, you are leaving tomorrow, how about I have a drink with you tonight?"

As she spoke, she picked up the flask and took a sip, spilling some more on the floor.

Zhang Jie was attracted by her actions, and suddenly became serious: "She...... Can she really drink it?"

Daji said softly: "Before the burial, her spirit is still in Jishitang, and she will definitely be able to drink it." ”

Zhang Jie immediately shed tears on his face, took the wine jug, and also took a sip: "Yunxiu, I'll drink with you, you will be on the road tomorrow, this is a farewell wine, I will accompany you." ”

The wine was sad, and the depression in the chest was paralyzed by alcohol for a short time.

Zhang Jie took the wine jug and poured it again and again, Daji saw that he drank so fast and so much, he was a little worried, and wanted to stop it, but was stopped by Jiang Yi.

Zhang Jie drank more and more, and finally drank the whole pot of wine, threw the wine pot away, and the whole person fell to the ground.

"Yunxiu...... Yunxiu ...... I miss you, you don't want to die, don't go, okay......"

Seeing Zhang Jie's painful look, Da Ji couldn't bear it, and leaned into Jiang Yi's arms to wipe her tears.

Jiang Yi looked at Zhang Jie, the more he cried, the more painful it became, and later, he didn't know if he was asleep or awake.

"Senior sister, I have a way to let Zhang Jie see Yunxiu for the last time. ”

Daji was a little incredulous: "Will you bring the dead back to life?"

"Bringing the dead back to life is against the way of heaven, I don't have this ability yet, but I have a treasure that can briefly attract people's souls, so that Zhang Jie and Yunxiu can finish what they didn't say before they died. ”

"How come I've never heard of you before?"

"This was taught to me by the master who taught me the immortal method, and he didn't let me tell anyone else. ”

"Then tell me now, wouldn't it be ......?"

"You're no stranger. ”