Xiaoxiao was not so easy to fool, pouting and ruthlessly exposing him: "It's that you can't catch up, right?

Yun hurriedly came over to play a round: "Dao Chief, can you see the other party's martial arts path?"

"I can't see that the palm I was facing before is not fancy, I just feel that his internal strength is very deep, but he is taking a feminine path. When he escaped, his body was also ordinary, similar to flying on the grass on the rivers and lakes, but he used it very expressively. Avoiding your attacks and subsequent sneak attacks are only the effect of the upper body shifting left and right, and the direction of your feet never changes, which is the experience of facing the enemy. Actually, I've already prepared a copper coin, and if I don't block it, I'll shoot him and force him to save himself, and you'll be fine. But I had to pause after all, so that I would lose the opportunity and have no hope of catching up with him. It can be seen that this person is very experienced in combat experience and control of the scene, and he is a master!"

Yun scratched his head and said distressedly: "Things are getting more and more complicated, how can so many masters appear out of thin air!

"Hmph, how else to say that you are young and unknowledgeable! You know what the top ten!" Lao Dao disdainfully educated: "Some people are afraid that others don't know him, and hope that the more people who know him, the better, then he will have a deterrent effect, and when he encounters some things, he can solve the problem by just registering his name." There are even a few old guys like little hooligans who have made something like a green dragon on the left and a white tiger on the waist or something, and they are also open in the cold weather, and they are not afraid of being cold and diarrhea when they show their bellies, to put it bluntly, it is a show of identity. But there are people like killers and assassins who want to know him as few people as possible, and they will act with restraint, preferably if they come to you and you think he's just an ordinary person. It is said that a hundred years ago, there was a killer family who was good at a unique technique called the Interception Dao, which could temporarily seal their meridians, and there was no trace of true qi fluctuations on their bodies. Now we are facing this kind of organization, there are very few people who know them, they may not be familiar with each other within the organization, each member is a one-line contact, when they need to cooperate, they temporarily assemble, identify each other in the form of tokens, and leave to continue to hide after the task is completed. Such people often have another identity, maybe a certain gangster, or an inconspicuous little person in the market. Think about it, if it is a vegetable vendor on the side of the street, or a guy in a restaurant, or a teacher in a private school, then you will not be able to guard against it! No one knows who the first killer of the Shura Sect is, Yan Seventeen, and it is said that the people he wants to deal with are all let him kill him and never live, and as long as you can afford to pay for it, the ten will also be killed. It can be seen that some people's strength is above the top ten, but no one knows. Young man, the rivers and lakes are not so easy to mix, and you still have a long road ahead!"

The cloud of education nodded frequently, but the last sentence: "Look at the Taoist master, my martial arts are world-famous, when did I rank the top ten!" still exposed the vain and boastful nature of the old Tao.

Xiao inopportunely interrupted Lao Dao's self-obsession: "What should I do now? Do you still want to go to Juxian Village to investigate?"

"No need. Yun shook his head: "Let's make such a big move, the other party has already found out, if nothing else, the one just now is the big man He Wei said." Judging from the way that organization acts, the traces have long been cleaned, and it is very likely that Juxian Village will be killed now!"

"Well, that's reasonable!" Lao Dao also nodded in agreement. Then he said to the dozen or so thieves who were trembling and at a loss: "You three village owners are dead, and I don't want to kill again today." Therefore I will let you go, but if you continue to be evildoers, I will not spare you! I am the evergreen of Longhu Mountain, if you want revenge, you can come to me at any time!"

Watching a group of people hobbling away with each other, the three of them also fell silent, and the clue was broken. After a while, Yun waved his hand to get rid of the boredom in his heart, and asked tentatively: "Why don't we go back to the county seat first!"

Lao Dao also showed a wry smile: "That's it!"

The county seat is now a different scene, the previous Wuji Gate was slaughtered, the owner of the gate died, and the elite in the gate was almost wiped out. Everyone thought that the Wuji Gate was over, and it would soon be swept out of the stage of history. But everyone expected it wrong, three people who had nothing to do with Wujimen appeared strongly, not only keeping Wujimen but also carrying it forward. Now the power of Wujimen is better than before, and it is almost a monopoly in the county and the surrounding hundreds of miles. Every day, new disciples asked to join, as they all heard about the mysterious and powerful new offering of the Wuji Gate.

Today, the mysterious old man came back with his two juniors, although it was very low-key, but it still caused a sensation in the Wuji Gate, and the new disciples all wanted to see the demeanor of the strong man. But the old man refused the warm invitation and the wine banquet prepared by the new master and his disciples, returned to the room and never showed up again. And the cloud quietly came to the third child's room.

After a period of conditioning, the third child's injury has improved greatly, and now he can sit up, although he is still very weak, but the optimistic estimate can at least restore the previous eighty percent of his strength.

At this time, the two were sitting facing each other: "I'm sorry!" Yun first broke the silence: "The things you explained have not been completed. ”

The third child smiled freely: "It's okay, I've thought about it a lot during this time." Those people are ruthless and rigorous, which shows that they are a well-organized and terrifying force, and it is not surprising that there will be no progress in a short period of time. ”

"But we have been involved in the Wuji Gate, if we are more cautious, the Wuji Gate can avoid this catastrophe!"

"You don't have to blame yourself, some things are unpredictable, only blame the other party for being too cruel and the Wuji Gate for being too weak. Actually, I'm really grateful to you, and now Wujimen is better than before because of your help, isn't it?"

"You can think of me like this makes me feel even more guilty, you can rest assured that we will not give up, sooner or later we will give you an explanation. ”

"Thank you!"

ended this conversation, Yunyun's mood became heavier, the burden on his shoulders became heavier and heavier, and he still had no clue about his life experience. Although he has continued to improve over the past year, he has come to understand more and more the saying that great strength brings great responsibility.

In the blink of an eye, the New Year is approaching, and there is a festive scene everywhere. The people of Shenzhou pay the most attention to this traditional festival, and many people who went out to earn a living have rushed back to reunite with their families. People come and go on the street, there are many kinds of New Year's goods, and the sound of selling and laughing is endless. The happiest of the children were the children, who were running and frolicking in their new clothes and carrying lanterns and firecrackers. Looking at their figures, Yun also smiled, although his childhood was not good, but it did not affect his longing and yearning for beautiful things.

"They should have received the things I entrusted the caravan to bring, right? I wonder how they are now?" As early as half a month ago, Yun asked the passing caravan to bring a stone to the headquarters of the Dafa Chamber of Commerce in Jiangdu. It was just an ordinary stone, but it had been agreed upon a long time ago, and in the eyes of the brothers it represented peace.

The thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve arrived as scheduled, and a grand wine banquet was prepared in the door, and everyone pushed the glass to change the lamp in a festive and peaceful manner. Listening to the firecrackers and laughter outside, the interest in the clouds was not very high, and more than a year had passed, and the mystery of his life experience was still unsolved, which made him a little frustrated. Xiaoxiao is not too happy, maybe he thinks of his relatives who are far away from home or his grandfather who has no news. Only Lao Dao fully shows his free and easy character of being at ease with encounters, and he is very happy with the old guys in the door, and it seems that as long as he leaves Longhu Mountain, he is happy everywhere.

Yun and Xiao Xiao left the table early, and were sitting silently in the room at this time. The cup of tea in the cloud has been filled with water four times, and it has long been tasteless, and Xiaoxiao is just blankly dealing with the pastry in his hand, and he doesn't know anything about the crumbs after eating. The only outlier is Xiaobai, who happily licks the fallen pastry residue in Xiaoxiao's arms, if it weren't for the tail being held by Xiaoxiao, it is estimated that it would have jumped up to grab the piece in Xiaoxiao's hand.

"What do you think they're doing?" asked Xiaoxiao, as if talking to herself.

Yun didn't know who they were in Xiaoxiao's mouth, so he had to honestly say, "Well, I don't know either." ”

Then the two fell silent again. Suddenly, a plum blossom came through the window and inserted it into the small sideburns, interrupting their thoughts. The clouds reacted first, protecting Xiao Xiao's body, and a palm wind extinguished all the candles. The two of them are no longer rookies in the rivers and lakes, and they did not rush out rashly, but leaned against the wall to hide their figures first. The clouds slowly lifted the corner of the window, and through the bright moonlight, they could clearly see that an emaciated figure was standing on the wall and watching them, still wearing a black dress and a black scarf and masking his face.

The memory of this figure who almost killed him is very deep, but at this time, he did not have the coldness of that day, his gray hair fluttered in the wind, his emaciated figure was slightly rickety, and there was no cold light in his eyes, as if there was only deep memory.

In the blink of an eye, the figure disappeared.

"Is that him?" asked the little uncertain.

"It's him!" replied in the affirmative.

"What is he doing here?" asked the little puzzled.

Yun showed a wry smile: "I don't know either!"