"Senior brother, in fact, you and I can break the overall situation together, why bother?"

"My every move is controlled by people, I can't get rid of it, if I am with you, it will only kill you, let Gong Liangchen's pace speed up, and only let the martial arts fall into the depths. ”

At this time, the eighteen shadows suddenly disappeared into the night, and the scar man suddenly attacked Jing Ke, but his arm bruises were very weak.

"Hurry up, someone is watching me, it's going to free me. Senior brother, I don't want to be a chess piece, I don't want to be at the mercy of others, let's do it!"

Jing Ke couldn't hold back his tears, he came to Qin State thousands of miles away to find out the news of the Shadow Pavilion headquarters. I didn't expect it to be like this.

"Senior brother, I haven't seen each other for many years, and I never thought that we would come to this point, let's have a happy fight with Jing today!"

"I wanted to be famous all over the world and realize my ambitions, but I didn't expect to become a chess piece, I only blamed myself for being too greedy, today you and I have a happy fight, and I will die without regrets under the Yellow Spring!"

He wept in one eye, looked quite pitiful, the whole person was full of loneliness, and his life came to an end.

The falling flowers were powerless to save it, and they only complained that they fell into the chessboard by mistake.

"Lord, the Lord of the Shadow Pavilion is dead. A man in black said respectfully to the fan-wielding man in front of him with his back to him.

He stood on the cliff, looking at the sunrise, and was silent for a long time.

The man in black saw that he was silent for a long time, and retreated.

After a long time, a handsome teenager. Only then did the man speak, "The Lord of the Shadow Pavilion died from Jing Ke, the Lord of the Lingyun Sword. As if he knew what the boy was going to ask, he opened his mouth to gag him.

The young man carried a large harp on his back and a sword at his waist.

"Lingyun Sword, a sword Lingyun, sometimes like magnificent waves, sometimes like Weishui Night Park, the thirteenth treasure soldier in the weapon spectrum. Who is Jing Ke?"

"The younger brother of the Shadow Pavilion Lord. ”

"Oh, that's no wonder. ”

Early in the morning, Xiaoyaozi sat up with his head in his hands, he had a splitting headache at the moment, and grinned his teeth.

"Wine is a rare thing in the world," he remembered what Jing Ke said last night. "Wine is really rare, and if you drink too much, won't you die?"

He got up and looked around and noticed a mess on the table.

"Brother Jing Ke?"

He looked at Jing Ke, who was sitting at the table.

Jing Ke seemed to be thinking about something that had been interrupted.

"You're awake, let's get out of here and go where you want to go. ”

Xiaoyaozi was very keen, and the sudden departure made him a little strange, and Jing Ke was not the same today as before.

"Brother Jing Ke, is there something on your mind?"

Jing Ke told the story of last night. The mood is very low, and I don't want to say more.

Xiaoyaozi was stunned in place, he didn't expect the Lord of the Shadow Pavilion to die like that, and he didn't expect that the Lord of the Shadow Pavilion was Jing Ke's senior brother.

The two packed up their things and prepared to leave, Xiaohu licked his paws from the bed, and Xiaoyaozi almost forgot about him.

"You little one, get up, it's time for us to go!"

Xiaohu suddenly got up and his eyes lit up, he had already stayed enough, and when he heard that he was going to leave here, he was very happy.

Jing Ke's originally low mood was amused by him.

Jing Ke first tried to tell the Eighteen Shadows, and according to his senior brother, the Eighteen Shadows would take turns waiting for the task at the bridgehead every day. Sure enough, there was a man in a hat leaning against the wall with his hands on his chest, as if waiting for something.

Jing Ke went up and took out the Heavenly Character Order, and told them that they were going to leave here, and asked them if they would like to leave together. The man whistled and called out the other seventeen, and everyone was willing, and the Shadow Pavilion Master died, giving him the power, and he could only leave here with him.

The whole city is very large, and there is only one way to get out, although it is said that there is still a back road that is not open to the public. After walking for a long time, I saw the city gate in the distance.

"Finally come out, little brother, this trip you want to go to the westernmost border of the Qin Kingdom, it's a long journey, there are many difficulties on the road, I won't go with you, I want to go back and bury my senior brother next to the master's grave, and one day, when your strength is famous in the world, I will come to you myself, remember, don't die." ”

Xiaoyaozi froze in place, "Brother Xiaoyao, didn't you say you wanted to travel with me?"

"Little Brother Yao, this is the last thing I can help you, when you are strong enough, I will make peace with you with the Eighteen Shadows, and push it to the Blood Shadow Society, remember, the Shadow Pavilion on the rivers and lakes is also the Blood Shadow Society. Jing Ke said as he held Xiaoyaozi down and instilled his huge skills in him.

"Brother Jing Ke, if you do this, your realm will not grow in the future, stop it!" Xiaoyaozi wanted to stop it, but he couldn't move at the moment, so he could only accept it obediently.

"Little brother, you have to digest this power slowly, don't be anxious, I look forward to the day when you and I fight together, haha, we will come to the future!" After speaking, Jing Ke disappeared into the sky with eighteen dark shadows.

Xiaoyaozi had no choice but to slowly feel this power, and then walked towards the west.

Xiaoyaozi and Xiaohu walked in the mountains, before leaving, he bought a map, according to the map, from which he could reach Weishui in the south, he wanted to take the waterway, to the destination.

"Great, village in front. ”

Xiaoyaozi ran quickly towards the village.

"Old man, can I drink saliva?" asked Xiaoyaozi as he walked over to an old man.

As soon as the old man saw Xiaoyaozi's dress, he knew that he was a prodigal son with two swords pinned to his waist. "Childe come in," he beckoned.

"Thank you, old man. The old man poured a bowl of water for him, and Xiaoyaozi hurriedly thanked him.

"Childe should be a person who practices martial arts, and the old man wants to ask Childe for a favor. ”

"Old man, please speak. ”

In fact, he was more curious about what the old man would ask him to do.

"Alas, Childe also saw that the village was a little deserted, because there was a cottage on the nearby mountain, and the thieves on the mountain were incompetent and would only bully us ordinary people. The old man was a little reluctant to continue, for he found that there was nothing to repay him.

"Don't worry, the old gentleman has taught me, do it immediately. ”

The old man didn't expect Xiaoyaozi to agree immediately, and he was so excited that he knelt down to thank him.

Xiaoyaozi hurriedly helped him up. "The old man is a big gift, and the younger generation can't afford it, so it should be the grace of this water. ”

After saying that, he went out without looking back.

After walking for a long time, he suddenly stopped, and Xiaohu was a little puzzled, why did he suddenly stop walking.

"Oh no! I haven't asked the old man where this cottage is, what can I do now!"

Xiaoyaozi's face was extremely embarrassed, and after walking so far to find that the mountain was so big, he couldn't find it at all.

At this time, Xiaohu realized that he followed it, Xiaoyaozi smiled, Xiaohu can smell the smell, it should be easier to find some.

After a while, with the help of Xiaohu, the two of them saw the stockade that the old man was talking about.

He subconsciously put on a mask, then touched it, and asked Xiaohu to wait for him and enter the stockade by himself.