The young Confucian who was standing put away his thoughts, sighed softly, and then raised his feet and walked towards the gate of the town.

When he approached and saw the bench that sat quietly under the moonlight, the man in a black shirt with a long sword on his back seemed to sit on the stool, drinking bitterly with a flask in his hand, and a little wine spilled on his chest or on the ground.

At this time, in Li Qingze's eyes, after the man finished drinking, he leaned on the stone pillar like this, staring at the bright moon in the sky in a daze, with tears on his face and a painful expression, and then laughed maniacally.

Year after year, day after day, men seem to spend their lives in this way, living in the pain that life is worse than death.

At this time, the picture in Li Qingze's eyes changed, one day a young man with a bamboo basket passed by here, and the eyes of the man with the sword on his back were a little angry, as if he saw something in the thin young man, which made waves on the bank of the heart lake that he was originally like a pool of stagnant water.

Then the sight in the young Confucian man's eyes faded, and he slowly walked to the bench, and without sweeping away the dust with his robe, he turned around and sat down peacefully facing the moonlight.

Under the moonlight, Li Qingze sat on the bench where the man with the sword on his back sat in the past, and gently touched the stool with his slender fingers, and then laughed softly, "Senior brother...... The senior brother is here, but the senior brother is wrong. ”

As soon as the words fell, the young Confucian man's original black hair gradually began to change color, and finally the strands of hair on his head became black and white.

After that, I saw this young Confucian with a strand of hair that had turned into black and white, sitting down with his hands on his knees, and chuckled, "Senior brother, I'm also curious, what kind of person you fancie......

After speaking, Li Qingze closed his eyes, and after the whole person sat down, he immediately began to see that there was a square inch of heaven and earth within a radius of 100 miles.

meanwhile

Thousands of miles away, under the moonlight, Yao Zhenyi, who was practicing boxing, just handed out a punch, and when he returned his hand to close his sleeves, his eyes suddenly disappeared, and the whole person fell straight back, and a figure came quickly, reaching out to hold the young man's body.

Next to the fire, Jia Yibing put the young man on the ground with a solemn expression.

The young man with the sword on his back frowned, immediately sat down cross-legged, and quickly clicked on Yao Zhenyi's eyebrows after putting his fingers together, and countless golden lights were surging with the naked eye on the tips of his fingers, and finally desperately drilled into the young man's head.

"Poof—"

Not long after those golden lights poured into Yao Zhenyi's brow, Jia Yibing suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and the young man with the sword on his back sitting cross-legged stared at the young man's brow, and there were actually three diamond-shaped marks faintly appearing on his forehead, but then they disappeared.

When Jia Yibing was probing the young man's body, he was finally swallowed by a terrifying aura, which caused him to be shocked and had to stop in time.

It's not that he can't break that breath, but once he comes hard and fights with that breath, then the young man's body will become a "battlefield", and moving will hurt his roots, this is not a scene that Jia Yibing wants to see.

"Boy, you're on your own......"

The young man with the sword on his back smiled bitterly, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then his face turned straight, and the long sword behind him flew out of its sheath in an instant, and the long sword flew into the air and instantly turned into ten, shooting at the two of them and then falling, the ten swords turned into by the long sword were like a cage, firmly surrounding the two of them!

Ten swords are built into a formation, and the formation is centered on the two people, and an incomparably powerful aura isolates the surrounding heaven and earth, and the ten swords are placed in formation, which is a prescription of its own.

After doing all this, the young man with the sword on his back looked down at Yao Zhenyi who was lying on the ground, although the young man's eyes were closed at this time, his expression was as quiet as falling asleep, and there was no pain on his face.

Seeing this scene, he breathed a sigh of relief, but he still didn't dare to relax at all, and now he could only wait for the boy to wake up......

......

Yao Zhenyi opened his eyes, and what appeared in his eyes was a pitch-black nothingness, and he was actually sitting cross-legged at this time.

The young man stood up, looked at the surrounding nothingness, and had both doubts and vigilance in his heart, just now he was walking on the pile to practice boxing, and just when he closed his fist, he suddenly lost all consciousness, I have to say that it is extremely strange!

"Rustle—"

Just as he was staring around, a gentle footstep sounded in his ears, and Yao Zhenyi's whole body tensed in an instant, and his eyebrows were furrowed and he stared at the void in front of him.

Then I saw that in the void, a young Confucian man dressed in a white jade robe and wearing a hosta stepped out, and to the surprise of the young man, this young Confucian with a gentle face actually had black and white hair.

The distance between the two was only ten steps, and the young Confucian carefully looked at the young man in the Confucian shirt before nodding and smiling, "The heart of a child." ”

It's just that his next sentence made Yao Zhenyi's face pale in an instant, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

The young Confucian seemed to smile inadvertently at the young man and said slowly, "Passing by the broken temple and meeting the scholar named Qin Xiang for the first time, when he was lying on his back and holding three cold needles in his hand with his back to you, in fact, you had already noticed it at that time, so you moved the first killing intent. This is a kill. ”

Immediately afterward, he continued to speak, "Later, when you settled down at the Jinyun Dynasty Inn, when that scholar thought that he was going out without knowing it, you had already watched all this coldly on the roof of the inn, this is the second time that you have moved the killing intent in your heart, this is the second killing. ”

In the end, the young Confucian raised his sleeve robe and stretched out his hand, and then asked with a smile at the young man not far away, whose expression had recovered indifferently, "The third killing intent was when the Meng Tong on the side of the Covered Bridge Water Town spoke viciously and hurt people, you seemed to be quiet, but in fact, compared to the previous two times, this time the killing intent was the strongest. With a pure heart, he has good intentions for this world, but he is always on guard against everyone, Yao Zhenyi, look, am I right?"

When the young man heard this, he looked at the young Confucian in front of him with complicated eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?!"

Hearing this, the young Confucian scholar smiled and said word by word, "Li-Qing-Ze." ”

When Yao Zhenyi heard this name, he vaguely felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard this name.

So he asked, confusedly, "Why did you find me?" or rather, why did you find me?"

Li Qingze saw the young man's expression, but he didn't answer his question, and smiled silently.

Although Yao Zhenyi felt that this person was strange, he was more uncomfortable for a while, because he noticed that standing in front of this person, it seemed that everything he thought in his heart could be seen through, as if he was not wearing clothes.

Seeing that the young Confucian avoided answering, the young man turned around and was about to leave, thinking to himself, it was a big deal that he slowly groped for a way to leave.

"Don't you want to know how Liang Zhongnian died. ”

At this moment, Yao Zhenyi was just about to raise his feet and leave, and was about to leave this strange place, when a light laugh sounded in his ears.

Hearing this, the young man turned around abruptly and stared at the young Confucian scholar in front of him who called himself "Li Qingze", and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

Yao Zhenyi stubbornly suppressed the anger in his heart, trembling all over, his hands clenched into fists, he lowered his head and the scarlet color was faintly visible in his eyes, and then he suddenly raised his head and asked sharply at Li Qingze, "What do you know!!

Seeing this scene, the young Confucian smiled unhurriedly and said, "I am the one who set up the situation. led him into the white horse cave and ended up dead. ”

"Boom!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a fierce aura in front of Li Qingze, and when the young man heard his last words, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and his body suddenly ran forward, and handed a punch to the young Confucian scholar, this punch was not as reserved as before, but it was the first time that Yao Zhenyi threw his punch without reservation!

It's a pity that this seemingly ferocious punch stopped in front of Li Qingze, and the young man's eyes were red, but he couldn't move half an inch, as if he was isolated by an invisible barrier.

The young Confucian lowered his head to look at the hideousness on Yao Zhenyi's face, and then saw the killing intent in his eyes, the gentle color on Fang Cai's face was put away, and there was a sarcastic smile in his eyes, only to see him bend down and sneer at the young man in front of him, "Not fast enough." It's still not fast enough, is it that the people taught by Liang Zhongnian are like this?"

"Bang! bang!"

In his ears was Li Qingze's sneer, and the young man smashed his fist after punch on the invisible barrier, as if he was like a madman, and then saw the young Confucian who was only less than three steps away from him, with a smile on his face.

There was even more hatred in his eyes, and he felt the numbness and pain in his hands, and he still threw punches at the barrier, as if to break the invisible barrier.

"Bang!"

I saw Li Qingze suddenly get up, his hands quickly stretched out from his sleeves, and crossed the barrier that the young man in front of him couldn't break, and then I saw this young Confucian slap his hands at Yao Zhenyi's head suddenly!

"Puff"

Being slapped on the head by the young Confucian scholar with two palms, Yao Zhenyi's mind suddenly burst into a loud buzzing sound, and he was suddenly pierced through his head by countless silver needles, and the pain was incomparable!

The young man's face was painfully distorted, his hands were firmly propped on the temples on both sides, and his legs knelt on the ground with a pop, but he gritted his teeth and said nothing.

As soon as Li Qingze waved his robe, the barrier disappeared, he raised his foot and walked to the left of the young man who was kneeling on the ground and enduring severe pain, looked directly at the void in front of him, stretched out his left hand into a palm and put it on Yao Zhenyi's head, and said in an indifferent voice, "If you have this ability, why do you want to kill me?"

As soon as the words fell, a terrifying coercion fell from the young Confucian scholar's outstretched left hand, and suddenly descended on the kneeling young man Tianling Gai, and the coercion actually made his shoulders collapse, like a majestic mountain falling from the sky, falling on the young man, only to see that dense beads of sweat began to osome from his forehead.

Hearing this, there was a sharp pain in his brain like a pinprick, and the terrifying coercion on the top of his head, Yao Zhenyi was still silent, his teeth biting his lower lip stubbornly, and the shoulders under his clothes began to be unable to withstand the coercion, and the blood gradually stained the shoulders on both sides.

In the end, the young man suddenly threw himself forward, his hands propped up on the ground, and the whole person was stubbornly burdened by the coercion, but he refused to lie down, and he looked like a dog at this time.

Li Qingze turned his head to see this scene, smiled at Yao Zhenyi and asked, "It's really boring." It's better like this, as long as you open your mouth to beg me, I won't embarrass you anymore, after all, Liang Zhongnian is also my junior brother, how about it?"

Hearing the words of the young Confucian scholar, the young man who was struggling to support himself with his hands on the ground endured the severe pain and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, "You-no-worthy!"

Yao Zhenyi raised his head with difficulty with the terrifying coercion on his head, and he could feel that dense and small blood lines had flowed out of his face one after another, because he couldn't bear the coercion and began to crack.

Then I saw him shout angrily with all his might, "The sword is coming!"

As soon as the young man's words fell, a terrifying sword qi white rainbow that was enough to shake the mountains soared into the sky from him in an instant!!

Li Qingze's expression remained unchanged, but his eyebrows were furrowed, and his figure turned to the outside of the zhang in an instant, silently removing those residual sword qi.

After that terrifying sword qi Bai Hong broke through the coercion, Yao Zhenyi sensed that his body was loose, regardless of those injuries, he directly turned over, stretched out one hand, and that sword qi Bai Hong quickly turned back in his hand, and was held by him, like the most dazzling long sword in this void!

"Boom!"

The young man held the sword qi Bai Hong, and the whole person rushed towards the young Confucian in the distance, the sword qi Bai Hong swept over, and the top Bai Mang stabbed at Li Qingze!

I saw that the young Confucian was indifferent, and the sword qi Bai Hong stabbed fiercely, but it was an invisible barrier like Fang Cai, but this time there seemed to be signs of cracking.

Yao Zhenyi, who was like a bloody man all over his body, stared at Li Qingze deadly, holding the sword qi Bai Hong and pushing forward step by step, and the direction of the stab was the chest of the young Confucian scholar!

"Stuck in the rub—"

The sound of cracking sounded in this void space, and the more the sword qi Bai Hong pushed forward, the more Bai Mang gradually cracked, but it also got closer and closer to the young Confucian scholar's chest.

"Whew—"

In the end, the young Confucian was gently stabbed into his chest by the sword qi Bai Hong, which was gradually collapsing, and the blood immediately stained the clothes on his chest.

At this moment, that sword qi white rainbow and this invisible barrier shattered and disappeared completely.

"You ?!!"

Yao Zhenyi still maintained the gesture of holding the sword, and slammed into the young Confucian scholar's chest, which had been stained red with blood, and he suddenly raised his head and looked at the young Confucian with a stunned expression.

Why didn't he choose not to avoid it?!!

At this time, a hint of appreciation flashed in Li Qingze's eyes, and with a wave of his robe, the young man was sent away in a flash!

"Ahh

Yao Zhenyi, who was lying on the ground, opened his eyes, suddenly got up and screamed, staring blankly ahead, his heartbeat was still extremely rapid, and his body was already soaked in cold sweat.

Jia Yibing, who was sitting on the ground, opened his eyes and hurriedly shouted in a deep voice, "Yao Zhenyi!"

The young man turned his head and saw the young man sitting next to him with a sword on his back, then he breathed a sigh of relief and smiled weakly, "Brother Jia......"