Huang Yaoshi, who was dressed in green clothes, looked at Zhao Zhijing, who was still in extraordinary demeanor at this time, and the jade flute was held horizontally, and said: "Since Xiaoyou said this, if I care about it again, it will seem that I am stingy, since the little girl is no big deal today, I will no longer care, I just hope that Xiaoyou will restrain your subordinates, otherwise it may not be so easy to deal with in such a situation in the future!"

Zhao Zhijing held his sword at his waist, and saluted at Huang Yaoshi: "Thank you seniors for your understanding!"

Li Tie and the others, holding a long knife with a glittering cold light, looked at the Huang Yaoshi who was dressed in green clothes not far away, and there was anger burning in their eyes, but when they heard Zhao Zhijing's words at this time, everyone endured the unhappiness in their hearts, and bowed to Huang Yaoshi with their fists in their fists and said, "Thank you seniors for not killing!" After speaking, he straightened up, and there was still a shadow of anger in his eyes.

Everyone present knew that Li Tie's voice was so stiff, and they naturally knew that they were still unconvinced.

Huang Yaoshi's sleeves were rolled, and his body was like a cyan cloud, floating towards the place where Guo Jing was. Stretched out his hand to hug Huang Rong, who had not woken up at this time. With your toes tapping the deck, your body has jumped onto a speedboat. I saw that he struck out with a wave of his palm, and suddenly the water splashed, and the speedboat left like a sharp arrow off the string.

At this time, Guo Jing, who came back to his senses, saw the figure of Huang Yaoshi leaving, and immediately shouted, jumped onto a small boat in an instant, reached out and picked up the penny on the boat, slid the lake, and chased after Huang Yaoshi left.

Everyone saw that the three of Huang Yaoshi had left, and there were only one and a half people who could speak here at this time, Zhao Zhijing was one, and Lu Guanying, a person who could be called a young hero, could only be regarded as half!

Lu Guanying, who was standing on the big boat, had already seen his figure clearly when Zhao Zhijing arrived, that was a figure who could be commensurate with his ancestors and peers, and was at the top of the pyramid in the rivers and lakes. Lu Guanying glanced at Zhao Zhijing with two eyes, and involuntarily swallowed the saliva in his mouth.

I don't know if he's moistening his throat, or if there's a hint of fear in his heart.

In the eyes of many bandits, Lu Guanying, the leader, quickly took a few steps from the bow of the boat, came to Zhao Zhijing's side, hugged his fist and saluted him: "Zhao Gongzi! How to solve this today, I hope Gongzi will give an explanation!" Although Lu Guanying's words were a little tough at this time, his body was trembling slightly, and he was only covered by the wide clothes on his body, so he was not seen.

Zhao Zhijing heard Lu Guanying's words, his eyes flowed, and his eyes stared straight at Lu Guanying who was standing in front of him at this time. Although he didn't have any words, there was no malice in his eyes.

But at this time, Lu Guanying, who was staring at him, still felt a slight discomfort in his body, and there was still fear in his heart, and there were crystal beads of sweat flowing out of his back at this time. If it weren't for the fact that there were many brothers around him, Lu Guanying, who thought about it at this time, couldn't help but leave Zhao Zhijing, a son who seemed to be full of poetry and books, but he was a man who saw blood with a sword.

It seemed like a long time, and it seemed like just a moment. Zhao Zhijing's gaze was withdrawn from Lu Guanying's body, and his eyes swept towards Li Tie's body like electricity, and everyone suddenly felt as if a sharp knife had slashed through their skin, and bursts of stinging pain were transmitted to their minds, and their bodies trembled involuntarily, but seeing Zhao Zhijing's gaze, they had to stand their uncomfortable bodies straight.

Zhao Zhijing looked around without the slightest word. I saw him look up at the eastern sky, at this time there was already a trace of sunlight spilling out of the sky, and the white clouds on the horizon were dyed with a trace of gold at this time, becoming incomparably luxurious.

Just when everyone looked at Zhao Zhijing and wanted him to say something, a clear word sounded in their ears: "It's another day, the morning sun has risen, and a new day has come!" The voice was still echoing, and Zhao Zhijing's white figure was already like a white Tianpeng rising into the air, and the figure had already left here between a few ups and downs.

Looking at Zhao Zhijing who was leaving, everyone's faces showed a slight discoloration, the water bandits in Guiyunzhuang and the people who came with Li Tie all had killing intent in their eyes when they looked at each other at this time, but when they thought of Huang Yaoshi's killing and the purple in the sky, they couldn't help but feel powerless in their hearts, as if they were just ants like grass mustard in their eyes.

Just when everyone was thinking about it, Li Tie's face showed a trace of strangeness. That's because the familiar words sounded in his ears at this time: "Since the sun has risen and a new day has come, come back!" As the words faded, the strangeness on Li Tie's face converged, but he still couldn't help but praise in his heart: "The sect leader's martial arts cultivation is no longer understandable to ordinary people, this thousand-mile transmission is so simple to use, it is really like an immortal Buddha-like means!"

Time passed quietly, and days had passed since that night.

In a hut in Yixing, there was the sound of a long sword cutting through the air. I saw that in the small courtyard, Zhao Zhijing was holding the Purple Emperor Sword in his hand, and it was rare in the rivers and lakes that the divine soldier was holding in Zhao Zhijing's hand at this time, except for that purple brilliance, there was no abnormality. The long sword was in his hand, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes urgent.

Sometimes it is like a petal falling from a branch, and it is so moving to flow slowly, and sometimes it is like a torrent in the mountains, pouring for thousands of miles, but it can shrink freely.

A sword slowly stabbed out of his hand, but he remembered the sound of wind and thunder, but the sword that stabbed out quickly could not hear the slightest sound. The long sword in his hand flowed in an instant, and the transformation of masculinity and femininity was so natural, without the slightest darkness.

The whistling of the sword fell, and the purple glow of the sword had returned to its scabbard. Zhao Zhijing, who was standing in the middle of it, looked at it and said slowly: "What's the matter?"

Take a closer look at this time, there was already a person kneeling on one knee not far from Zhao Zhijing, and when he heard Zhao Zhijing's voice, the person stood up from the ground with a bow to Zhao Zhijing. Standing not far from Zhao Zhijing, he said respectfully: "According to the subordinates, someone gave a gift to the owner of Guiyunzhuang yesterday, but this gift is very strange, it is a skull with five finger holes!"

After listening, Zhao Zhijing waved his hand and left silently, Zhao Zhijing raised his head, looked at the white clouds in the distance, and muttered to himself: "Xiaoying, are you coming? ”