The man's steps faltered, and the hand holding the short knife trembled uncontrollably, as if it had exhausted all his strength to pick up the short knife with difficulty.

When he rushed towards Wang Zixuan, he had no momentum or skill to speak of, just a body that he did his best to support and a fearless heart to die.

"Your master has run away. Wang Zixuan said, he could see Ji Qingxuan running away behind the thin black man.

"It's good to run, it's better to run far away, and make a comeback. The thin black figure smiled with satisfaction when he heard this.

Looking at the incomparable satisfaction in the man's smile, Wang Zixuan only felt that he was pitiful, from his point of view, Ji Qingxuan was definitely not a good master, it was really not worth it for him to do this.

Raising his foot and easily kicking away the short knife in the hand of the black thin figure, Wang Zixuan stabbed out with a sword, easily cutting off his heart.

He watched as the thin black man stared at him for a long time at his feet, with a smile still on his face when he took his last breath.

Wang Zixuan thought that the man should have seen that he didn't chase after him immediately, and felt that he had delayed long enough, and suddenly Wang Zixuan was a little envious of the black and thin man, at least the man was happy until he died.

But what about himself? Lin Zheng is dead, what should he do?

Wang Zixuan felt that he was no different from Ji Qingxuan, who was not a good lord in his mouth, and he was not a good person, because he couldn't become an immortal and drag Lin Zheng into the water, but now Lin Zheng even took his life in.

Wang Zixuan, Wang Zixuan, you are such a waste.

Wang Zixuan's eyes are no longer blood-red, what's the use of him being angry again? After all, it was his failure to take good care of Lin Zheng that gave Ji Qingxuan a chance, no matter how crazy he was, he was just blaming himself.

Picking up the short knife that was kicked aside, Wang Zixuan reached out to touch the sharp blade of the short knife, the blade touched the skin, and the blood immediately flowed out, but the strange thing was that Wang Zixuan didn't feel the pain.

Is there a pain somewhere that covers the pain of the wound on his body? Wang Zixuan threw away the short knife, and his bloodstained hand covered his chest tightly, and he couldn't get up in pain.

"Tiannian, did you really have an accident?" Wang Zixuan finally had tears in his eyes at this moment, and looked for Ji Qingxuan, who had long been out of sight in front of him, Wang Zixuan muttered to himself: "Tiannian, wait for me." ”

Subsequently, Wang Zixuan chased after him with his sword, and he wanted to go to Lin Zheng after killing Ji Qingxuan and avenging Lin Zheng, even if it was just a corpse.

"If you can't find it, you won't look for it, and I don't want to see you anyway......"

Wang Zixuan muttered and chased after him......

Ji Qingxuan, who was running in front, ran until the injury could not be suppressed before he stopped to catch his breath, looking at no one behind, Ji Qingxuan lost joy for the first time.

"Why didn't you hear any sound?" Ji Qingxuan recalled the picture of the thin black man rushing towards Wang Zixuan, and he didn't hear a trace of fighting when he ran away.

"Is it because the poison is too powerful, so that Wang Zixuan can't afford to fight him?" Ji Qingxuan guessed: "No, if that's really the case, then why hasn't he chased after him yet?"

"Something must have gone wrong. Ji Qingxuan felt as if he had forgotten something, something very important was happening around him, but he didn't care.

"What is it?" Ji Qingxuan held the only flying sword left in his hand, and holding this sword, he was stunned for a long time.

Suddenly, the picture of the thin black man pinching the female worm poured into Ji Qingxuan's mind, and Ji Qingxuan only remembered at this time that the black thin figure crushed his own female worm!

The female worm is the life of the Gu master!Ji Qingxuan thought in horror, what did he use to stop Wang Zixuan if he crushed the female worm?!

Ji Qingxuan had an answer to the reason for being so quiet in his mind, but at the same time, the picture of Wang Zixuan killing the thin black man also poured in.

Ji Qingxuan looked up behind him, obviously having a premonition that Wang Zixuan was very close, but he did not run away, but did the opposite, running towards Wang Zixuan.

How long has the thin black man been by his side? Ji Qingxuan can't remember clearly, he only remembers the thin black boy who was called into the palace by him, holding a grasshopper and smiling on the side of the street, they were only ten years old that year.

More than thirty years have passed, and the boy is still so dark and thin, but what he is holding is no longer the little grasshopper, and he is not a kind-hearted little prince, he has become the indifferent appearance he is now.

Change always comes quietly, and only subtle can make people unconscious, and this has been the case for more than 30 years.

But now, in less than half a pillar of incense, the boy who is black and thin and can't even use chopsticks is gone!

The cold in Ji Qingxuan's heart was like heavy snow falling on a desert night, cold and lonely, and unbearable.

"What's his name?" Ji Qingxuan couldn't even remember the name of the thin black man in his memory, he remembered that he had asked once when he was ten years old, and he never mentioned it again, and the thin black man never mentioned it again.

Maybe the thin black man doesn't remember his name anymore, he only knows that his master is Ji Qingxuan, and there will be no one else, but that's it, Ji Qingxuan's heart is getting colder and colder.

"Look what this word has made of us. Ji Qingxuan suddenly felt tired, Ji Qingxuan, who had never been tired of holding tens of thousands of troops alone, was suddenly so tired that he couldn't take a step.

There seemed to be a figure walking in front of him, but Ji Qingxuan couldn't see it clearly, his injuries were too serious, and he was too reluctant to force his body, he was already dying, and he fell to the ground while running.

Wang Zixuan stood in front of Ji Qingxuan, who was already dying, he didn't know why Ji Qingxuan ran back towards him, was his brain broken when he was dying?

Wang Zixuan raised his feet and turned over Ji Qingxuan's body, and was surprised to find that there were two lines of tears flowing down Ji Qingxuan's face.

Thinking of the direction in which Ji Qingxuan was running, Wang Zixuan suddenly felt that the black and thin man was worth it, because he had successfully become the only softness in Ji Qingxuan's iron heart.

Ji Qingxuan breathed while Wang Zixuan was thinking, and Wang Zixuan no longer needed to use his sword.

He sat on the ground, his mind in a state of confusion, and for a moment he lost the strength to control his body.

Wu Yong, who was chasing from behind, took a well-fitting crane for Wang Zixuan and draped it on his body.

"Wu Yong, help me find ......," Wang Zixuan said after coming back to his senses.

Wu Yong nodded, there was no need to say more, he naturally knew what Wang Zixuan was looking for.

"Let's not give the adults a thrill. Wu Yong retreated to the back, and said to the only remaining 300 people after the big battle in the back, these 300 remnants of the army are the last of the Tianyun Pavilion, and they can't be seen by Wang Zixuan, otherwise Wu Yong is afraid that Wang Zixuan won't be able to bear it.

But in fact, Wu used it wrongly, as early as when Ji Qingxuan said that Lin Zheng was dead, Wang Zixuan couldn't bear it, but now Wang Zixuan still has hope in his heart, he won't do stupid things until he sees Lin Zheng's corpse.

After Wu Yong left, Wang Zixuan staggered to his feet and staggered into a tavern in the city, the owner of the tavern was afraid of him when he saw that Wang Zixuan was covered in blood, no matter what Wang Zixuan said, he was responsive, and the other drinkers also fled.

"Do you want to hear my story?" Wang Zixuan grabbed the tavern owner after a few drinks, and didn't care about the tavernkeeper's reaction, so he talked to himself.

"There is a mountain in the Zhou Dynasty, called Traceless, there is a Nine Swords Sect on the Traceless Edge, known as the world's famous swords, and a special Ten Thousand Swords Pool, the sword is sunk at the bottom of the pool and does not see the sun. My Great Wind Sword is the first of the world's famous swords listed by the Nine Swords Sect, and I took great pains to get this sword in the first place. ”

Wang Zixuan said, drawing his sword out, which frightened the tavern owner trembling, but the Gale Sword is indeed a good sword, even the tavern owner can see it, so he can't help but believe Wang Zixuan's drunken words.

"It was in this Nine Swords Sect that I met a scholar with a bookcase on his back, he said that his name was Lin Shan, and he was a scholar who went to Luoyang City to take the exam, and he came to the Ten Thousand Swords Pool of the Nine Swords Sect to open his eyes. Wang Zixuan said, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl slightly: "I believed him, but I didn't expect him to lie to me completely, not to mention that he even had a fake name." ”

"Later, I went back and sent someone to check and found out that this little scholar who deceived me turned out to be the young heavenly master of the Heavenly Master Pavilion who committed treason twenty years ago in the Zhou Dynasty, and I thought at that time that the person who could be my eye was really a treasure. ”

Wang Zixuan was fascinated by what he said, but the tavern owner was a little embarrassed to hear it, he had seen a lot of drinking and bragging, but it was the first time he had seen such a big brag, this was also the tavern owner's layman, if he really understood what the Great Wind Sword represented, he would never suspect that Wang Zixuan was bragging.

Wang Zixuan said one after another, how he formed an alliance with Lin Zheng later, how he fought with the national teacher in the palace, how he cheered for Lin Zheng's sword after that, and then how Lin Zheng gave up the Heavenly Master Pavilion for himself and prepared to leave Luoyang with him.

Thinking back to the past, Wang Zixuan always had a smile on the corner of his mouth, but the more he talked about it, the less smile on Wang Zixuan's face, because he was about to talk about it now.

"What happened later?" The tavern owner was also attracted by Wang Zixuan's bizarre story, even if he was drunk, "What about you after you came back from Zhao Kingdom?"

"What's wrong?" Wang Zixuan muttered: "Later, I didn't protect Tiannian and let him come alone to find out the news of the rebels, and in the end he was unfortunately found to be missing, and I led the army to attack the rebels, but I couldn't find his trace." ”

Wang Zixuan's eyes were slightly red as he spoke, and he raised his head to drink the wine in the cup.

"What a good story. The tavern owner couldn't help but smile when he heard the end, it was a drunken man's drunken words, and in the end, he actually became the commander of the Zhige army outside the city, commanding hundreds of thousands of troops.

At this time, a person hurriedly pushed open the door of the tavern, and Wu Yong hurriedly came to Wang Zixuan's side after walking in: "My lord, there is news!"

"Any news?" Wang Zixuan's eyes had a bright and uncertain light, he had never been so nervous as he was now.