Zhang Yi looked at the back of the man in black shirt, and the emotions stirred in her heart were difficult to calm down.

On the one hand, it is not allowed to be in the current Changling, but on the other hand, many industries, even trade with some enemy countries, the lifeblood of some things is in their hands, and the hostess of Changling cannot easily cut them off from Changling.

It's a classic hateful trade-off, but at the end of the day, it's that they're strong enough.

But now, what is his choice?

The sun is setting on the horizon, and the air is starting to feel cooler.

Because his mood was so agitated, he didn't even notice the wind deliberately brought up by the Qingyi Minshan Sword Sect cultivator behind him.

This made this Minshan Sword Sect cultivator extremely displeased, and his brows furrowed deeply.

"Your performance at this time is too far from the time of the Sword Meeting, as a sword master, you naturally need to be vigilant all the time, especially outside of Changling, the person who wants to kill you doesn't need to worry about not being able to get out of Changling, and there are no scruples at all. ”

Hearing such a voice, Zhang Yi was taken aback and turned around.

Looking at the special green jade robe on the other party's body, and feeling the unique piercing aura on the other party's body, he naturally understood the identity of the other party in an instant, but his mind was even more chaotic, and he couldn't help but think, what happened today.

"The method of interval counting, every five and seven. ”

This Minshan Sword Sect cultivator was accustomed to seeing all kinds of top talents in the Minshan Sword Sect, and when he saw Zhang Yi's confusion at this moment, he felt even more unhappy in his heart, and said this coldly, directly took out the cold iron box from his sleeve and handed it to Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi subconsciously took the seemingly ordinary iron box, his heart beat violently involuntarily, and he couldn't help asking: "What is this?

"I think for myself, if I can't even think of this...", this Minshan Sword Sect cultivator raised his eyebrows slightly, he originally wanted to say that if he couldn't even think of this, he would not be worthy of being called a student of my Minshan Sword Sect at all, but at this point, he felt that something was wrong, and after a slight pause, he changed his words: "Just destroy the things in this box directly." ”

Looking at the other party's unhappy look, at this time, Zhang Yi thought of Ding Ning's appearance of talking about his mother-in-law and mother on weekdays, he was a little awake, and his eyes moved away from the body of this Minshan Sword Sect cultivator and fell on the iron box in his hand.

Then he opened the iron box directly.

There was only a thin piece of parchment in the iron box, which was simply stacked, so he could see a lot of ink lines at a glance.

It was just a few scattered pieces of magic thread, and he felt an endless terrifying sword intent.

His eyes instantly tingled with tears.

In the next moment, these sword intents were forced on his body, making the qi and blood in his body not work smoothly, and even made him feel like he was instantly injured and vomited blood.

Zhang Yi's body shook violently, and then he looked up in shock.

"This is..."

He looked at the green-shirted cultivator in front of him in shock, thinking about the pure glaze and even the aura on the body of the Xuantai Guan Sword, he felt that it was impossible to have such a sharp edge, and then he instantly woke up, "This is the Hundred Miles Sect Master himself..."

This Minshan Sword Sect cultivator felt that there was no need to answer.

He turned and began to leave.

"In your own opinion, you are just an insignificant person in Changling, but the three top people in Changling have come to see you in person, or write to you in person. So you can't be an insignificant little person. ”

"The disciples of my Minshan Sword Sect, like the disciples of the real human sect in the Bashan Sword Sect in the past, cannot be small people. ”

Listening to the two words that came from the wind before the other party's figure disappeared, Zhang Yi's entire body trembled uncontrollably again.

By the last touch of the sunset, he unfolded the parchment in the iron box with difficulty, his eyes tingled even more, and tears fell suddenly, but he could see the first few words clearly, and his breathing sometimes stopped, sometimes became short.

This is a sword scripture.

The method of diaphragm counting, every five and every seven, is just a way to read.

Only by looking at the words of every five and every seven multiples, can we see the real words of this sword sutra and comprehend the true meaning.

There is often only one possibility that Baili Suxue can write in person, and this method is used to conceal the true meaning, that is, this sword scripture is also very important to the Minshan Sword Sect, and in the Minshan Sword Sect, only Baili Suxue knows.

This means the true suzerain's lineage.

After thinking about these things clearly, Zhang Yi finally truly understood the meaning of the last two sentences of this Minshan Sword Sect cultivator.

How could the disciple of the Minshan Sword Sect Sect Sect Sect Leader Baili Suxue be an insignificant little person?

The last rays of light in the sky fell.

The wilderness around him fell into darkness.

"If you want to do it, you have to do it thoroughly. ”

Ding Ning's voice came to mind again.

Thinking about many things in the past, thinking about Xue Wangxu's death, thinking about some pictures of the Sword Society, thinking about the letterhead written by the hostess in the depths of the palace after the Sword Meeting, and thinking about the scenery in exchange, he felt that what Ding Ning said was right.

He took the parchment out of the iron box, put it close to his body, put it away again, and then he looked up, looked at the brightest star in the sky in the direction of Dayan, and began to move.

......

The thunderous sound of horses' hooves on the river hill sounded violently, startling countless returning birds who stayed overnight.

A flicker of torches illuminated the entire riverbank, and a black-armored general leaped down from his galloping horse and landed without weight, but at the moment of landing, he pulled his hand and stopped the galloping horse behind him.

"Is this here?"

The black-armored general glanced at the surroundings and asked in a cold voice the two seven or eight-year-old children sitting in front of a sergeant behind him.

The two children, a boy and a girl, seemed to be brother and sister, and judging by the clothes on their bodies, they should be the children of the surrounding fishermen.

Listening to the questioning voice of the black-armored general, and then seeing the tiger and wolf patterns shining in the firelight on the other party's black armor, the two children were frightened in their hearts, and they didn't answer, but they cried directly.

The black-armored general took a deep breath, and his heart became even more irritable, but when he squatted down and looked down, his complexion changed drastically, and the depths of his eyes unconsciously flowed with strong coldness and killing intent.

On the tangled roots beneath the dead willows, he saw a wisp or two of white satin that had been soaked away.

Almost subconsciously, he decided that this was the hiding place before Bai Shanshui.

In the area of the Wei River, I don't know how many ships and Great Qin cultivators were searching for the traces of Bai Shanshui, but who would have thought that Bai Shanshui was just like a real floating corpse before, floating between the roots under these old willows?

This is a place where passing ships on the river are likely to see, but in the end, only these two children happen to see it.

Leave it to heaven, is this the best way to escape?

It's just that the Holy Deer Mountain will be allied with a sword to level the mountain, if it is said that the mandate of heaven should also be attributed to Changling, how can this traitor be able to escape again!

This black-armored general thought about the Qin people who had died in the hands of Bai Shanshui over the years, and the anger in his heart burned more and more, but looking at those few fluttering white wisps, he knew very well that he had missed the opportunity to capture Bai Shanshui, and then dealt with this great rebel, and he didn't know what price to pay.

Unable to vent his anger, the powerful aura on his body kept moving forward, causing the river in front of him to stir violently, and waves of ripples continued to spread.

In the deepest part of the big floating water prison, Lin Boiled Wine, which was like duckweed trapped in the water, quietly felt the ripples from the water prison next to it.

It meant nothing to anyone else, but it was the only change in his boring and non-solitary life.

"Young man, you are amazing. Since the establishment of this water prison, you should be the second person who can make Shen Xuan helpless. ”

He looked down at the shaking ripples and admired sincerely.

The sound flowed along the water, clearly and far away, but there was no response.

Lin Zhujiu looked at the still shaking water, and knew that the young man was not unconscious, so he continued: "I know you don't trust me, but I know that you are different from the people who were sent in before to try to win my trust. Because of some of the methods that Shen Xuan used on you, I have also experienced... I know very well what kind of people are likely to make it. So you can not trust me, but I can trust you. ”

It's been a long time.

A weak but clear voice came from the water cell next to it, "Who are you?"

Lin Boiled Wine said: "Bashan Sword Field, Lin Boiled Wine." ”

The water dungeon on the other end was silent for a moment, and said, "Impossible. ”

Lin Zhujiu laughed and said, "Everyone thinks I'm dead, but I'm still alive." ”

The water dungeon at the other end fell silent again.

Lin Zhujiu smiled and continued: "You should be wondering why even if I am Lin Zhujiu, why would I say it so directly to someone I never knew. ”

The other end didn't deny, "Yes." ”

Lin Zhuojiu said calmly: "Because no one thinks that it is possible for us to go out after we come here." Just like Shen Xuan brought you here, he just wants you to know that even if it is me, I can't get out for more than ten years. ”

"He wants to make you desperate. Despair is the best way he can open the mouths of people like me and you. ”

Lin Zhujiu raised his head, looked at the water prison on the other side, and said lightly: "But I think he will still fail." And I'm going to give you hope that if you hold out long enough, you have to trust me to get you out. ”

There was no new response from the water dungeon on the other end, only a muffled grunt.

But the surface of the water shook even more violently.

Lin Cookjiu knew that a new round of torture had begun.

Many of the tortures that he thought were terrible were falling on the young man.

He gave the young man promise and hope, but was there really hope?

Lin Zhujiu lowered his head, looked at the turbulent cold water, and resumed his silence.