"Phew!"

With a crisp sound, the sword on the back of the sword-bearing boy on the side suddenly came out of its sheath and fell into the palm of Huo Zhidan's palm, he looked at the intestines with great interest, and finally found an opportunity, flew out with a sword, and his body almost flashed, crossed the intestines, and stood in the center of the battle.

Huo Zhidan's arrival like the king of beasts made everyone around him retreat, only the guards of Xingchen Hall did not move, because his speed was too fast, so fast that one of the slashing actions of these guards was not over, and his assassination had been completed.

Time seems to have stood still.

Huo Zhidan turned around, with a relaxed and disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "Are you happy?"

The intestines trembled, and his left arm seemed to be pulled into the air by an invisible force, and blood splattered out from the fracture, which rattled and rattled, he ignored it, turned around, and held a dagger in his mouth, and the blade was red. And the clothes on his chest grinned, revealing a pale gold, which was the soft armor of the body.

The smile on the corner of Huo Zhidan's mouth suddenly froze, and he was surprised: "This..." But before the words could be spoken, a red mark suddenly appeared on his throat.

In the next moment, blood splattered out, almost a foot away, and a strange rainbow appeared in the sunlight.

Huo Zhidan fell, the wound almost across the entire neck, the miserable white neck bone was exposed, and there were the thick blue meridians of the little finger.

Time began to move again, and the team rushed forward again, and the one-armed intestines, the bloodied guards, finally broke through the corner.

There were less than ten people left, and they ran forward, forward, forward, forward, and forward, and nothing could be a fetters.

They rushed out of the city, into the wilderness, let the wounds bleed, and without stopping, they rushed into the barren mountains and covered their bodies.

The more than 200 people who shouted and pursued gradually stopped, they were not familiar with the mountains in this area, and it was not safe to rush in, so they could only wait for the orders of their respective leaders.

And on the commanding heights where the various families and halls are located, there are a small number of people, their expressions are excited and full of admiration.

"They actually... Really rushed out..."

"They are wolves, even if Duan Qing is dead, they still can't erase their fighting spirit!"

"If you give them another ten years, it won't take more, just ten years, they will definitely become the top monks in this area, but it's a pity that Duan Qing he... Alas!"

Takakubo dangled his fat face in the attic, his face full of regret.

......

In the barren mountains, more than a dozen figures staggered and ran, until one fell to the ground, like dominoes, fell down one after another, some people crawled to check each other, but found that the person who fell before did not have much breath, the intestines stopped, wanted to come over, but fell down as soon as he took a step, he shouted: "Brother, hold on, I must not let you survive in the fight, but die on the safe road." ”

After that, he raised his hand and pointed it on the acupuncture point on his shoulder, which was used to close the meridians of the broken arm to stop bleeding, and at this time, blood flowed out and poured into the person's mouth.

Because of Duan Qing's intestines, there are often small foci on the pills, so his blood is more effective than any pill at this time, and this person's breath is really stable, and it seems that as long as he is cultivated, he will recover.

The intestines fell to the ground, someone silently helped stop the bleeding, and everyone was lying on the grass, no one spoke, just looked at each other, and then laughed, the laughter became louder and louder, and gradually laughed out of tears, and the face was full of tears, flowing down the chin, still laughing...

The laughter of the intestines is the loudest, and if it is small, it will definitely show a cry, and at such a time, he cannot cry, dare not cry.

In fact, on the night when the intestines said their fears, Duan Qing had a long talk with him, he couldn't leave this vortex unless he went away and changed his name and surname, but this was not realistic, that was not the life of a normal monk, so after chatting, Duan Qing gave him the soft armor of the personal protective body.

The intestines didn't pick it up at the time, because it was given to Duan Qing by Jin Lian, and the intestines didn't care about Jin Lian, who had a loose waist and a bad reputation, but this body protection soft armor was a real treasure in the treasure house of Baihuamen, and it could withstand the blow of the Yuan Infant Triple Force.

"I've lived in the garbage star since I was a child, that's not life, it's survival, and having such a soft armor is an obstacle for me, and I'm not used to it. The flies are dead, and I don't want anything else to happen to you. I'm just you brothers. Duan Qing said at the time.

The intestines felt that if they didn't pick it up, they couldn't say it, so they took it and put it on Duan Qing's body under his nose, and Duan Qing also slapped him, saying that this is a good brother.

Therefore, when he got the news that Duan Qing had died in battle, his intestines collapsed all of a sudden, just because of this soft armor!

"Where are we going now, my lord?" someone said.

The intestines sat up and looked around at these nine people, their faces were all recognized, but they were not familiar, they were originally just low-level people, and if they survived at this time, they should be respected accordingly.

"In the future, there will be no adults, only brothers, if I have a bite to eat, I won't starve you!" "Before my brother left, he said that he was going to the seaside, a place called the Twin Castles, he died there, and we are still alive, so we must know how he died, and the accounts that should be settled will have to be calculated sooner or later." ”

"The hall master is your brother, you are our brother, and we will all be a family in the future!"

"Let's go, let's go!"

......

The Imperial City is the largest city of the Burning Sky Star, and it is also the most prosperous city, where tens of millions of people live, crowded with people during the day and full of songs at night. Today, when the monastic world has developed to such a height, the city still maintains the scale of a thousand years ago, which makes the housing prices skyrocket, and even the lowest level of the imperial city to survive is considered a supreme honor. There is only one rule to enter the city, and the cultivation must be above the Yuan infant stage.

This rule makes the entire city full of masters, and the triple cultivation of the Yuan Infant Stage can only be a miscellaneous servant at most, and if you are talented, you may be able to get the opportunity to be promoted.

The maker of the rules is the creator of the Imperial City, the city lord Feng Tiangong.

Feng Tiangong's cultivation has been in the refining period since the beginning of the rumors, and there is no way to guess so far, and there are also rumors that Feng Tiangong is not only a profound cultivator, but also a refining master, but unfortunately no one has seen the tools she has refined with their own eyes, and it has been laughed at.

And now in this city, masters can be seen everywhere, many sects and families, even if the sphere of influence is 108,000 miles away from this city, that must have a house, every time I talk to friends, talk about this place of residence, I will gain the envy of others, and the joy and comfort in my heart are naturally enjoyed alone.

On the edge of the outer city, which is closer to the inner city, there is a newly renovated mansion, whose name has been hung, called Wenting Yayuan.

The courtyard wall is three feet, the red mortar heavy bricks are piled up, the stone steps are made of the current popular dome spirit stone, and the gate is the high-grade fragrant rhombus produced in the South China Sea, with complex and regular patterns, and that touch of fragrance, silently telling the people who pass by about their own expensiveness.

The gate is closed, and the inside is a sea of flowers and bamboo forest ingenious combination, the water pavilion, a small pond in the koi fish flashing red light, when the breeze blows, the blue waves ripple, the bamboo forest rustles, the fragrance of flowers surrounds this small courtyard, which is refreshing.

Passing through the five-zhang long corridor, it is to the outer house, still the atmosphere contains the delicacy of the details, but the taste has changed again, there is a faint medicinal fragrance floating in the fragrance of flowers, it smells good and is not greasy, it turned out to be between the outer house and the inner house, an incense burner was burned, and the faint smoke floated out from the mouth of the furnace, floating with the wind, as if turning into auspicious clouds.

A strong man in purple clothes passed by the incense burner, his footsteps paused slightly, he deliberately sniffed the cigarette, and laughed loudly: "If you guess correctly, this is the dragon saliva from Tianji Mountain, the dragon there is not easy to deal with, Huoyun Gongzi is really enjoyable." ”

"Brother Fang praised it, it's just a hobby, and it has nothing to do with enjoying the wind and horses. ”

The door opened silently, and Yang Zhujun, who was dressed in white, walked out, and a fire cloud on his left chest was particularly dazzling against the backdrop of the white clothes.

Glancing at the elegant courtyard, Fang Xiong shook his head wordlessly, and then said: "The news has been heard, it is a small place called Twin Castles, it is said that a treasure mine was found, which produces the spirit stone of the sky, but the spirit stone of the clear sky was not seen, but it was buried in the belly of the fish, and it was seen by everyone, the girl surnamed Wang did not leave, saying that she wanted to see people alive and dead to see corpses, and the people over there said that they were all very good A girl seems to be a little stupid." That's it. ”

Yang Zhujun digested the news, nodded slightly, and then hugged his fists and said, "Thank you, Brother Fang." ”

"You and my brother don't have to be polite, I still have some things, so I'll leave first. Fang Xiong was about to leave, Yang Zhujun smiled slightly, wiped his right hand on the back of his left hand, and a gift box appeared in his hand, caught up a few steps, parallel to it, handed over the gift box and said: "Brother Fang has something, the younger brother will not stay much, this is Jiaolong Xiang, talk about it." ”

Fang Xiong bared his teeth and was happy: "Brother, your mind is a bit heavy, if I refuse, it seems that I don't know how to lift, okay, in the future, my brother will only have to say something, don't stay, stay." ”

Looking at the back of Fang Xiong leaving, Yang Zhujun fell into deep thought, the revenge on Duan Qing's forces was planned by him a long time ago, the reason why he closed the jade slip was to prevent the master from making difficulties, to his surprise, the master made a move, and the blow had just begun, and Duan Qing died again.

He couldn't help frowning, but he was ecstatic.

Frowning because of the weightlessness of a series of blows like a punch, in order to prepare for this series of blows, he spent a lot of resources, but he didn't expect it to end like this.

Joy is finally taking out a competitor. He is not a nymphomaniac, as long as he wants to, the beautiful women in the sect or some families can be said to be beckoning, and he can't afford to spend too much effort for a Ding Wenwen who doesn't even look at him, and all this he does is for the ulterior reasons of the family.

Must succeed!

Even this small courtyard, which costs a lot of money, is prepared for her.

Duan Qing must be eliminated, and those subordinates have also made enemies, so they must also be eliminated to avoid future troubles.

Yang Zhujun sighed slightly, for the resources of cultivation, he had worked very hard, but he had to complete this arduous task, it was impossible to be as comfortable as Yang Lanjun, who made the family a genius?

It is impossible for all the family's resources to be given to Yang Zhujun, so it will be a drop in the bucket for him, and the same is true for the sect, it is better to obtain it yourself.

His hands weren't that long, they couldn't reach as far as the Twin Castles, and he could only rely on the contacts he had made in the Imperial City in recent years.

In the Tianlan Sect, he is a disciple of the Alchemy Elder, and in the eyes of the world, he is the future powerhouse of the Eight Great Sects, but in this Imperial City, he is only a threefold monk in the Yuan Infant Stage, and he has just reached the qualification to enter the city, and he is not even qualified to enter the inner city.

Street corner connections, it's easy to say, but what can't be done? Gifts are still exchanged, if the gift is light, people will remember you? Don't let them owe their favors, when they use them, why do they make a move?

"Tired!" Yang Zhujun closed his eyes and took a deep breath, no matter how tired he is, he must persevere, lying down and doing nothing is a dead person, counting what he has at hand, and what he is about to occupy, it will take about five years to reach the peak of the Yuan Infant Period, how can this be said to be a kind of speed, when the time comes, there will probably be no need to be so tired.

"Heavenly Spirit Stone... As long as you get it, the journey may be slowed down by half, and it's time to check it out..."

Yang Zhujun, who was thinking, paced back and forth, his footsteps suddenly stopped, took out the jade slip, and wrote down eight words: "The night is long and there are many dreams, cut the grass and remove the roots." ”