A reed pole swept through the rain curtain, flew over the face of the sword, and sank into the ground.

Out of the woods came a man with a flask and worthless gear, drinking wine and looking bohemian. There are two long swords hanging on his waist, and it seems that there are not many men who have double sword martial arts. His gaze was very direct, with appreciation for the beautiful woman, looking at Jian Ruyan's face and body. "Others say that the women around me are very beautiful, and I only believe it today."

The man walked out of the woods, a smile on his lips that added color to his handsomeness. "Others say that the fastest way to become famous is to challenge a legendary master, but there are also many people who think that it is no different from self-destructing their future. However, I think that a real man should challenge the strongest opponent, and a coward will be allowed to go to An! Draw your sword, or I'm afraid you won't have a chance to strike. ”

The man was very rampant, still holding the wine jug in his hand, and he didn't even worry about affecting the speed of the sword, and seemed to be full of confidence in the speed of his sword.

But in Jian Ruyan's eyes, these can only be turned into two words - fool.

When Yang Yao Yanyu was unsheathed, under the effect of the Taiji Light Diagram, Jian Ruyan had already pounced in front of the man. When the wine jug left the man's palm, the white jade-colored sword qi had already cut the man's throat.

"How many such fools are there? It's annoying! There is no one in his eyes, and he thinks he is handsome. Yang Yao Yan Yu slowly entered the sheath, and Jian Ruyan's tone was full of impatient boredom, often encountering such people, again and again.

"Okay." Yi Yun smiled indifferently. There is a lack of interest in even looking at the fallen corpse.

It's really good, but it's actually more annoying if you meet a man who is as entangled as a nymphomaniac and frantically expresses that he will love you forever for the rest of his life. Jian Ruyan couldn't kill this kind of person, and at first tried to persuade him, but later found that it was futile, so he simply pretended not to exist. Some of those people will give up after a while, and some will fight bravely against hermits or fairy mountain spirits. In the end, they all died miserably.

After experiencing many such things, Jian Ruyan understood why Yiyun was able to face women so calmly. Jian Ruyan believes that human feelings are limited, and if every time he is moved by this wishful thinking, then the emotion will soon be hollowed out and eventually become numb.

The first inexplicable man who cried and shouted for her to die, and the inexplicable man who did not regret it to death also once made her feel uneasy, but soon. In her eyes, those people all became seven words - inexplicable!

Flagon. Roll slowly along the terrain. The flask looks ordinary, dark brown, and the rope on it seems to be a hemp rope that you have rubbed yourself. "This rope ......" Jian Ruyan leaned over, looked at the rope tied to the wine jug, and frowned slightly. …… Revivalists! ”

The revival society is all hermits, and before joining the gang that makes the sword the master, they all practiced in the mountains, and all their daily necessities were self-made. The same is true of the flask, and so is the rope on the flask. The current members of the Revival Society are all wanted criminals. All of them are rich. But there are still many people who can't break the habits they have developed over the years, and the vast majority of them still have no interest in pursuing luxury pleasures in their daily lives. Focus on martial arts, on big things. As a result, there are still many people who still use homemade hemp rope in their flasks. Jian Ruyan once observed that the wine jugs of men from different sects of the Fuxing Society may be similar, but the way the rope is rubbed is more different.

"The way of wearing a rope with three lines is a person under the hands of Li Wild of the Fuxing Association, not from our gang, it is estimated that he is a newcomer who has just come out of the mountain." Judging the way this person came from, Jian Ruyan became suspicious again. Will it be a discord meter? Or is it just a rookie junior brother who is arrogant and arrogant? If it is neither, it means that the revival will be restless, and there will soon be a big move. "It stands to reason that the Revival Society shouldn't have out-of-character actions now, let the sword be the master, and now there is no you...... Hmph, they can't withstand the endless pursuit of hermit immortals, they all have to enter the Heavenly Prison Secret Realm! ”…,

"For a revival that will be restless sooner or later, you don't need to think about what they're doing, it's just about what they can do."

Jian Ruyan was just about to speak, when he received the transmission of Jia, and after listening to it, his brows furrowed slightly. "Those NPCs who worked in the evil city asked for a wage increase, saying that it had risen elsewhere, and if we didn't raise it, they would go to Dongtian Bliss. This is the third time......"

"It doesn't matter." Yi Yun's attitude was indifferent, he didn't think it was necessary to make him decide this kind of thing at all. Let the sword be the master of the gang, everyone has lived a long time of wandering, not daring to enter the town, and even if they do, they are in a hurry, a hurried away life in the wilderness. Now that there are two evil cities that can be used as a foothold, no one is not excited and excited, when it comes to building evil cities to raise funds, no one has any objections, anyway, it is the money to help the crowd raise funds, it doesn't matter.

"I think you're too ......" Jian Ruyan hesitated for a while, but still couldn't help but accuse. …… I don't treat the people in the gang as my own. ”

Yi Yun didn't say anything, not wanting to argue with Jian Ruyan senselessly. He knew very well what kind of gang it was to let the sword be in charge, but Jian Ruyan was getting more and more confused. No matter how nice the people in the gang are and how cohesive they look. But to put it bluntly, this is a gang that has been gathered for profit. Forced by survival and united, once there is something wrong in the future, they must go their separate ways, and there are not many people who will really not abandon because of their feelings. Of course, Yi Yun doesn't care about them, he only cares about whether Yipintang's money is wasted.

The wind and rain kept washing the earth.

The deserted and remote mountain road is rugged and difficult to walk.

Turning the corner, in the wind and rain, I heard a woman's voice. Behind the curve, there is a sloping road that allows only two horses to pass side by side, and on the road, a man and a woman, stand opposite each other. The white umbrella fell on the muddy ground and was dirty.

The man's expression was very cold, holding the sword in his arms, and his eyes showed a little anger. The face of the woman in white in front of him was full of stubbornness.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

"I miss you love me."

"Hmph, emotional things can't be forced, I don't like you." The man's face showed a little disdain, as if the beauty of the woman in white in front of him was not taken to his heart at all.

"You can never forget her, or you can kill people for her sake. But you can't say that you are deceiving yourself, I am clearly in your heart. The woman's tone was very calm, but her calm voice revealed unwavering stubbornness.

How familiar is it......

Many years ago...... I remember many years ago, there was also a person who was so stubborn. And, many years later, I remember and know that she still hasn't looked back, and she's still stubborn......

"Jokes." The man sneered disdainfully.

"Draw your sword." The woman didn't seem to be able to see the disdain in the man's expression, as if she couldn't hear the mockery in the man's tone. "You like to kill people for catharsis, if you don't love me, please kill me with your own hands, if you kill me, I won't pester you anymore."

"I'm not a butcher, there's no reason to kill you." The man spoke, as if tired of her entanglement, and when he turned to leave, the sword flashed—his sword quickly unsheathed, blocking the woman's sword slashing at her chest. "Are you crazy?"

"I'll give you reasons." As the woman spoke, her body moved rapidly, and the sword in her hand turned into a dazzling sword light, and she continued to chase after the man's removed body. "There's a reason, fight back, and fight back can kill me." The woman's sword pursued more tightly and faster, leaving three sword marks on the man's body, as if her martial arts were not under the man, but her sword momentum was only offensive and not defensive, full of flaws, and indeed as long as the man counterattacked, she could easily kill her.

"It's rare to see a woman with such fierce means and self-confidence." Jian Ruyan looked at it with interest, he had never seen a woman who pursued a man and could be so resolute, pressing step by step, not letting the other party have a chance to be tactful and thinking at all, and would rather force herself to death if she didn't succeed. "What would you do if you were asked to meet a woman like that?" …,

Many years ago, there was indeed a woman like this, Yiyun was very angry at the time, so she pushed her out of the edge of the cliff, thinking that she would surrender, thinking that she would retreat. But she didn't, and she smiled calmly and confidently until she flew off the cliff.

So, it was Yiyun herself who finally admitted defeat, and she became his second woman.

That was many years ago...... Finally, she taught Yi Yun one thing, if she decides to draw her sword, then there is no need to hesitate to draw it, no matter who it is pointing at; If it is a person who is not willing to kill at all, or who will not kill, then the sword should not be drawn in the first place.

"Will die."

Jian Ruyan smiled wordlessly.

The man fought back, and the sword stabbed the woman in the heart, but the woman turned a blind eye, did not dodge, did not block, but continued to swing the sword, slashing at the man's throat - life and death, in an instant. The man counterattacked first, he was completely able to stab the woman's heart first, and the damage of the sword strength would inevitably make the woman lose the strength to continue attacking.

The tip of the sword pierced the woman's robe, but it suddenly froze.

The woman's sword was full for a few moments before it landed on the man's throat.

Two swords, frozen but not moving.

The woman smiled, smiled happily, happily, and contentedly. "Would you rather be killed by me than killed, and take my life more important than your own, and say that you don't have me in your heart?"

It's raining, it's been falling.

The man's head and face were already soaked.

"I can't forget her."

"Why do you have to forget her? Forgetting someone you once loved and hurt you is hard and takes time. We love each other, and I can give you enough time to let go of her slowly. Since it's all waiting, why do you have to wait until you've completely let go of her before accepting me? The woman slowly put her sword into the sheath, and the originally silent man smiled wryly.

"I originally thought it was a trouble to meet you, but now I realize that it is lucky." (Your support is my biggest motivation.) )