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It's strange that when people are in a low mood, they always feel that it is just right, and the sky is also gloomy at that time. So if there is another dripping rain, it will match the bad mood, and it will be perfect.

Mu Xiaoyaqiao's face was not heavy, nor did she have any joy, she just looked very normal. Normal people's faces, in fact, are expressionless unless there are very special external factors. It's like the serenity on your face when you're completely asleep, and your face is expressionless.

She was sorting out the collar of Zhang Zhan's green jacket, like a wife cleaning it for her husband, quite seriously.

In the past, the bad husband and wife relationship between her and "Zhou Xiu" could never have such a move. Moreover, she is a daughter, even if it is such a simple act of serving others, it seems very rusty. Inevitably, Zhang Yan will feel that she is a little clumsy. However, such clumsiness does not conflict with the little sense of happiness that rises in Zhang Yan's heart.

"You're not going to leave me, are you?"

Mu Xiaoya finally asked.

Soon, Zhang Yan is going to have a decisive battle with Tan Guiwen.

Before Tan Guiwen came to pay respects, Zhang Chuan believed that even if he was not defeated by Tan Guiwen, he would only be a tooth for a tooth and an eye for an eye at most, turning himself into a "yin and yang person". However, the scene that happened in the mourning hall, Zhang Yan had already forced Tan Guiwen to the point where he had to kill him.

There is no way, Zhang Chuan must take risks at this time, because if he does not completely provoke Tan Guiwen, and does not let him be on the verge of "going berserk", he will definitely lose nine times out of ten.

To use the worst metaphor, barking dogs don't bite. Tan Guiwen, who calmly fought to the death with others, was Zhang Yan's most terrifying enemy.

Therefore, Zhang Yan could only do everything possible to make Tan Guiwen lose his normalcy and lose his calm. In this way, Tan Guiwen's momentum may be unprecedentedly high, but between the shots, he will lose everyone's demeanor and freedom, and between his moves, it is very likely that the flaws for Zhang Chuan to take advantage of will be exposed.

If some people think, why did Zhang Zhan have a way to live, why did he choose a dead end? It can only be said that Zhang Can's thinking is very normal -- that is, he dies, and he is not willing to lose. It's very simple, just like most men in the world, no one wants to become a yin and yang person.

So, he would rather choose to die. Moreover, only by choosing to die can it be possible to put death and live later, and never leave yourself any luck.

Nine times out of ten, those who have a way back for a difficult matter will lose not because of the difficulty of the matter, but because of the slackness that leaves a way out.

People are right that if you don't push yourself once, you will never know how much potential you can achieve.

Zhang Yan didn't want to answer this question, but after Mu Xiaoya repeated it again, he smiled and said, "If I really left you, would you cry?"

Mu Xiaoya's beautiful eyes widened, looked at Zhang Yan without blinking, and replied very seriously: "Absolutely not! Because I am a very special woman, I will never spill tears on a person who is so ruthless that he left me." Even that person is important to me. ”

Zhang Yan smiled and did not choose to answer. Because before he met Tan Guiwen, he was also bottomless in his heart.

"What do you mean by laughing?"

Zhang Yan knew very well that Mu Xiaoya just wanted to hear her positive answer. On the road of uncertain future, sometimes an encouraging look or a simple word of encouragement can make people feel a lot more at ease.

After Zhang Yan let out a sigh, he smiled again: "This smile doesn't mean anything else, it's just used to dedicate it to a very special Xiaoya." ”

Even though she knew that now was not the time to laugh, Mu Xiaoya couldn't help but pull up an arc at the corner of her mouth. Then she closed her beautiful eyes, took the initiative to come up, and kissed Zhang Yan's lips. It was a simple dragonfly touching like water, and then she learned the tone of Zhang Cripple and smiled: "This kiss has no other meaning, just for someone who admits that I am special." ”

Zhang Yan nodded and commented: "It seems to lack a little temperature, and it is a little cold." ”

Mu Xiaoya blinked her big eyes and said mischievously: "When you step into this room again, Xiaoya will give you the most blazing heat." ”

Zhang Yan couldn't help laughing, and said happily: "It's best to let my organs burn hot!"

After that, Zhang Yan walked out of this warm hut, and just stepped out, there was a sudden loud bang in the sky, and in an instant, lightning and thunder, and heavy rain, finally could no longer hold back its wildness, and with the most ferocious attitude, it was sprinkled in the world.

This does not seem to be a good sign.

But that doesn't stop you from moving forward.

Zhang Yan strode forward, and the true qi in his body spontaneously operated without the command of his own will, forming an invisible wall of qi, keeping out the big raindrops that were close to him within three feet.

Therefore, when he walked to the backyard two hundred and thirty-seven steps away, Zhang Zhan's whole body was not necessarily wet at all.

The backyard was already full of witnesses who had come to hear the wind, and many of them were the same people who had seen Zhang's trauma and talk about Jiao.

Zhang Yan couldn't help but think that if he was planted in the hands of Tan Guiwen this time, would this group of people be very fortunate to see such a cycle of retribution where there is a cause and there must be an effect?

"Good!"

In response to Zhang Cripple, there were also their unanimous applause.

This is not a compliment, Zhang Yan knows it very well. At best, it was just the excitement of seeing that a good show was about to begin.

However, Zhang Yan still followed them very well, leaving them with an indifferent smile.

In the face of false flattery, only those who don't know how to be human will sneer with disdain.

Zhang Yan came on time, so when he just made up his mind, he also saw Tan Guiwen.

He was wearing pure white clothes today, but he also looked like a plain one. If you accidentally get a little blood red on it, it must be very eye-catching.

Looking at the faint smile on Tan Guiwen's face, Zhang Can't help but hesitate a little in his heart, because Zhang Can's hope that Tan Guiwen was just smiling to hide the hatred in his heart.

Seeming to realize Zhang Yan's thoughts, Tan Guiwen smiled: "Seeing Tan's calmness, Zhou Gongzi seems to have lost a little calm. ”

Zhang Yan was caught by him, but if he denied it now, he could only put himself in a more disadvantageous state. Because at this time, Zhang Yan didn't have any extra thoughts at all, and he was able to think about a lie again.

In the usual conversations, Zhang Yan's lies are endless. But under such a tension on the line of life and death, distraction will only make you die faster.

Therefore, Zhang Yan was very calm, and replied with a smile: "The head of the Tan family must appreciate Zhou's panicked posture now. ”

Tan Guiwen nodded: "Of course! Otherwise, what is the picture of Tan coming here?"

Zhang Yan laughed: "Zhou is very happy to let his predecessors find something worth laughing about and gratifying on a boring and rainy day." Of course, that's not enough, right?"

Tan Guiwen also laughed, nodded and smiled: "It's definitely not enough!"

The next moment, Tan Guiwen slowly drew out his long sword. As the long sword was unsheathed, the bright light suddenly appeared, and the edge was revealed, in this gloomy and gray rainy day, like the last ray of light to guide people forward, it made Zhang Yan have a little longing and expectation.

Zhang Yan had never seen Tan Guiwen use a sword, and in the last short confrontation, he was just a pair of fleshy palms that were almost equal to himself. Moreover, that kind of equal division is still in a state of uncertainty and hysteria in Tan Guiwen.

Tan Guiwen is the head of the sword washing pool, and it is not difficult to imagine that his kung fu on the long sword must be far greater than that of his palms.

Zhang Yan shook his head secretly, didn't think about it anymore, he just let himself as much as possible, and temporarily lost the ability to think. Because if he thought about it any more, he would think even more terrifying about Tan Guiwen. Before the confrontation, you must not let the terror in your heart defeat you.

With a crisp sound, Zhang Yan also pulled out his long sword.

Different from Tan Guiwen's slow movements, Zhang Remnant does it in one go, which is particularly crisp, and there is a rhythm of cutting through chaos with a quick knife.

The onlookers seemed to be applauding happily, but Zhang Yan was as unheard of as if he was in another world. He didn't mean to, but he had distanced the thunderous and close applause to the point where it was like nothing.

At the same time, Zhang Remnant and Tan Guiwen converged their momentum and condensed in one.

The next moment, the wall of qi condensed on the two of them also disappeared together. Just in the blink of an eye, the tips of the clothes and hair, which were not dripping, were washed and hit by the relentless rain, and turned into a pair of embarrassed chickens.

With a buzz, the long swords of the two trembled at the same time, playing a-for-tat movement.

Tan Guiwen was silent, a sword pierced through the rain curtain, and the coldness that shot out from the tip of the sword immediately turned the raindrops into a line, and even froze them into an ice blade, coming towards the heart of Zhang Yanmei.

Zhang Yan was not surprised or happy, whether it was in his heart or in his eyes, he had turned a blind eye to everything, leaving only his long sword, and watched it magically disappear in his hand.

Phantom swordplay.

Holding a handful of nothingness, Zhang Yan stepped forward.

With the crisp sound of the intertwining blades, a little spark had just bloomed, and it had already been extinguished by the pouring rain.

Through Tan Guiwen's long sword, Zhang Yan deeply felt Tan Guiwen's majestic internal force and the uncontrollable killing intent in his heart.

Zhang Yan couldn't help laughing: "It is said that eyes can't deceive people, but the same is true of sword intent." It can most profoundly reflect the deepest desire of a person's heart, and talking about predecessors is not a superficial peace. ”

Tan Guiwen laughed, and also did not deny it flatly: "Then what's the matter? Tan Mou is here to kill!"

The long sword slid down, Zhang Yan swung his sword to block, and with a clang, the two of them were like magnets that attracted each other, and the two long swords that formed a cross through the confrontation were closely connected together.

Half a foot away, it was Tan Guiwen's calm eyes, full of violence.

It was the first time Zhang Zhan had seen a normal human being, but it contained the essence of killing like a beast.

Hit by Tan Guiwen's ferocious force, Zhang Remnant's internal strength was weak, and he took a step back.

And this kind of retreat is just the beginning, Tan Guiwen shouted violently, and from the long sword in his hand, there was a majestic true qi that Zhang Remnant could not resist, and Zhang Remnant stepped on the water waves, and kept retreating to unload his strength.

Zhang Zhan must find a way to solve this dilemma, otherwise, when he has no way out, Tan Gui Wen's strong internal force will be poured into his body, and at that time, his muscles and veins will be broken and his martial arts will be lost. If it is serious, he will be killed on the spot.

Of course, with the magical self-healing ability of the true dragon's blood, if it is just that the muscles and veins are broken, Zhang Remnant may still have a glimmer of vitality to rejuvenate. But the two of them are already in an endless situation, and Zhang Yan can't guarantee that if he is seriously injured, Tan Guiwen will not make up for that more sword in his heart.

But in the current regression, Zhang Yan didn't even have a chance to kick. Because in that case, Zhang Yan would lose his balance, be forced by Tan Guiwen, and fall to the ground backwards. In this way, what awaits him will be Tan Guiwen's killing move that falls from the sky like a rainbow, then he is also a dead end.

Unless it is a disparity in strength, otherwise, it is easy to pick up a person who is lying on the ground, and the transformation and change are greatly reduced.

Zhang Yan had no choice, so he let out a "puff" and spit in Tan Guiwen's face.

Sure enough, Tan Guiwen's "professionalism" as a senior and master has already made him have a conditioned reflex.

He subconsciously avoided it and stopped his indomitable footsteps.

The two long swords that had been handed over into a cross shape were finally separated, and Zhang Yan finally stopped retreating.

As soon as he stood firm, Zhang Yan heard Tan Guiwen's approving praise: "It's so dirty and in a hurry." ”

After Zhang Yan took two breaths, he didn't have a little embarrassment on his face, but smiled: "Fortunately, Zhou is a junior, otherwise if he has an old face, it is indeed difficult to do such a bad thing." ”

Zhang Zhan himself said "next work", and it didn't make any sense to talk about Guiwen if he held on to it.

He smiled and said, "Just this once." ”

This means that if there is a next time, even if he is a senior, even if he is a leader, even if he is spit on by Zhang Cripples, he will never make this low-level mistake of "loving face" again.

Zhang Remnant seemed to have won a battle, full of villain ambition: "Every time I make a mistake, I always tell myself that there must be no next time! ”

Tan Guiwen smiled easily, and said happily as if he was relieved: "Then as an elder, Zhou Gongzi will not blame the old man for nagging! It is impossible for a person with such an attitude to achieve anything great!"

Zhang Yan smiled, nodded and said: "Thank you for the good words of your predecessors! Zhou will remember it in his heart and never forget it!"

At the same time, Zhang Zhan was also secretly vigilant, his internal strength was far inferior to that of Tan Guiwen, so in the future, he must not have this kind of hard-to-face competition with him in pure internal strength.