"Nobody has ever said that. If you know that there are three hundred and sixty-one women in his long-term special friendship relationship, and it is difficult to count the women in short-term special friendship relationships, and each of them is the wife and lover of a master of the rivers and lakes with a head and a face, do you think you should go. "Yiyun didn't look back, you don't have to be embarrassed if you can't see it, Lan Xiaoying's embarrassment is the embarrassment of breaking your heart, like a sad heartbroken person, if you encounter an unavoidable embarrassment, you can only save yourself by making a decision. For many years, Heartbreak and Lan Xiaoying have wisely avoided this embarrassment, so they have been able to live together for a long time.

Lan Xiaoying has always been a smart person in Beech Ren Wushu, and smart people occasionally make mistakes.

"What he said is true. I'm sorry that I couldn't fulfill your favorite and most beautiful wish. The lone wanderer sighed silently, it's a pity. If Lan Xiaoying does not come, then it will be a beautiful story for Lan Xiaoying, and the end of the story is that after he disembarked, there was no news from him. The incomplete remnant is the basis of beautiful fantasy, and it is also the space for conjecture. But now, there is no more.

"I really shouldn't have come." Lan Xiaoying turned around and put on her hat, the blue veil covering her face and the tears in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to shatter your dreams." The lone wanderer sighed, he didn't like to hurt a woman's beautiful dreams like this.

"It's okay, when the scar heals, the dream will go on in another form. People always need dreams, otherwise life will be too boring, like a pool of stagnant water. I should thank you, it's been a long time since anyone let me have such a long and beautiful dream......" Lan Xiaoying left, took a deep breath, and left. When she got back to the boat, she burst into tears, and then, leaving the wandering lone wanderer behind, as a nightmare that began and went well, but ended with a nightmare......

The sky is raining.

Yi Yun still didn't draw his sword.

The wandering lone wanderer's hand was pressed on the hilt of the sword, and his eyes did not blink, staring at Yiyun, who was gradually drenched by the rain. He didn't dare to be in a hurry, and he didn't dare to take out the sword first, because he knew very well that in the face of Yi Yun, he only had one chance to make a sword. If it weren't for a man with very outstanding qualifications and temperament, Huayu would never be accepted as a disciple. The qualifications and temperament of the wandering lone traveler are very prominent, not only can he practice the heart killing technique of Huayu, but he can also have the fast sword achievement of Huayu in martial arts, and because of this, he can become a rare male disciple of Huayu.

The sword of the flower language is fast, but it is not as fast as the sword of the legend of justice. The sword of the wandering lone traveler can catch up with the flower language, but it can't catch up with Yiyun. Taking the lead means exposing the flaws first, which means losing even the opportunity to win with a desperate blow. The person who should take the lead in the sword should be Yiyun.

Splattered blood suddenly erupted from the acupuncture on the right wall of the wandering lone wanderer, and there was a slender, dark purple sword in the blood.

Long sword, landing.

The wandering lone wanderer smiled wordlessly. Because he now understands that he doesn't have any chance of working miracles, either first or last. "Master once said that when you kill with your heart, there must be no murderous aura, and you must not use a sword. Obviously, it's not just when it comes to heart killing. ”

The rain washed away the Zixiao Sword in the north, and Yi Yun looked at him expressionlessly, waiting, waiting for him to make a wise decision.

"You don't kill me, of course you don't want me to change my mind, it's probably because Yipintang is short of people, and it just so happens that you think I'm qualified to enter Yipintang." The Lone Ranger didn't cover the wound on his right arm, because it wasn't fatal, it just made it impossible for him to swing his sword in his right hand. "The weaknesses of Yipintang's past masters have been exposed, and you need people like me, because people like this can do more things and survive longer. Actually, if I had a choice, I would be willing to do so. ”

The wandering lone wanderer sighed helplessly, bent down, picked up the saber on the ground, and slowly turned the head of the sword against his heart. "Although I'm not the shadow of Xiaojian, there is a flaw in the secret book of the Heart Killing Technique, just like a star-sucking ** that can do whatever it takes, and at a certain time, the flaw will make people crazy. So, I don't really have a choice. The sword pierced through the heart of the wandering lone wanderer, and with a helpless wry smile on his face, he fell straight to the ground, splashing rain in all directions......

With no way out, he chose to simply end up with himself.

Yi Yun rummaged through the relics of the wandering lone wanderer, there was nothing of value in them, and there was no news about what Yi Yun wanted to know. In addition to the wandering lone traveler, there is another person, and there is another person under the flower language door. is also a man, a person who apprenticed to Huayu halfway, but he is the most energetic person among the many disciples of Huayu, and according to the judgment of the dragon spirit based on a lot of information, this person is very likely to be in the Justice League.

Compared with the many people who have been exposed, Yi Yun cares most about this person who never meets the people under the Flower Language Sect, and can only let the dragon know about the existence through intelligence speculation.

The sword of the wandering lone traveler is the general altar sword, and the sword has the sword soul power that the wandering lone wanderer has cultivated for decades. The Beiluo Zixiao Sword cut off the sword body, and the dark purple sword soul flickered, devouring the sword soul power of the sword body. To absorb the soul of the sword, it is necessary to traumatize the sword that has the power of the sword soul, and only the concussion caused by this damage can achieve the conditions for absorption. This also means that the repair business of swordsmiths on the rivers and lakes will be very good in the near future.

The power of the sword soul for decades can only improve the first-level sword soul power of the Beiluo Zixiao Sword Soul, compared to the power of the sword soul of Jian Ruyan and Ming, the sword soul of the Beiluo Zixiao Sword is still far away.

When I walked out of the dead end and walked on the street, in the rain, a group of people in the rivers and lakes with umbrellas dragged a man with a cloak and a disheveled, naked, covered with scars and bruises, walking on the street. Around, many people are watching and watching the excitement. The sound of shouting is endless.

"Good! Have fun - the Demon Lord Batian is finally coming to our Hangzhou City! ”

"There are really not many people in the rivers and lakes who are worse than him."

"Well deserved! Let him be proud in the past! ”

"Hmph, there are more women on the rivers and lakes than him, and there are not many!"

"How do you fix him on a rainy day? It's not interesting, and there are few people. ”

"Chop off your hands and feet and throw them on, let's dry them first, the rain stops, and there are more people to take care of him."

Blood splattered all over the ground.

When Yi Yun passed by, she stepped on the rain of living blood on the ground, as if she didn't hear those sounds, and she didn't look at the overlord on the ground, and went over. Lying on the ground with his face on the ground, Batian, who would accidentally be flooded by the rain into his nose, saw Yiyun's back gradually moving away, heh, laughed self-deprecatingly, and then, laughed loudly at Yiyun's gradually blurred back, and shouted, "Don't be complacent!" Don't get complacent! You'll have that day, and when you're born again, you'll have that day! At that time, not only did you suffer a lot on the rivers and lakes, but the skilled people would not let you go, and the people outside the rivers and lakes would not let you go - I'll wait, hahahaha...... I will wait to see the day when you are born again! ”

One foot, stepping on the face of the deception, stepped on several of his blood-burning teeth.

"Do you still have the strength to scream? Waste your mouth full of teeth, look at your maid still screaming-"

On the wall of the street, there are portraits of Batian posted at intervals, which read, 'The scum of the rivers and lakes, the Demon Lord Batian, is a guest in Hangzhou City'......', and there are people pasting portraits, which is every time Batian is brought to a city, there is one thing that a good deed person must do, that is, to eliminate the possibility of Batian escaping, even if he is reborn, naturally someone will catch him and prevent him from having a chance to escape. Between the portraits of Batian, there are also portraits, some people are posting, and it reads, 'The six sons of the scum of the rivers and lakes are guests in Hangzhou City, and they are accompanied by Batian......

A group of people dragged the six sons, who were no longer dominant, and their eyes were numb and their hair was scattered, walking down the streets where a thin layer of rain had accumulated. When Yi Yun walked over, Liuzi didn't see him, because he was already numb, and he didn't pay attention to everything around him, and he was interested in looking...... In the splash of blood, Liuzi's hands and feet were cut off, and the stimulation of severe pain made him scream wildly, how many times, but that kind of ** pain could not let him bear it calmly.

"Be humane, two good friends should stay together, shouldn't they?"

Someone laughed playfully, kicked Liuzi to Batian's side, laughed, and beckoned a group of people to go to the inn to drink and pass the time.

The pain passed, and it turned into bursts of long-lasting labor pain. Liuzi gasped heavily, longing to die sooner, and longing to continue like this. Because he was reborn, he will come again, and the people in the rivers and lakes of every city will not let him go, and they will not let go of this opportunity to punish scum and vent the resentment that has been accumulated for a long time in the past. The human heart is so terrible. Many people in the rivers and lakes who usually don't do this kind of thing and can't bear to do this kind of thing are very happy to see them suffer such torture. It seems that the saying that there is no need to be humane to the scum is true.

After the severe pain passed, Liuzi regained consciousness, and then saw that the person next to him, who was also lying on the ground, and was forced to tilt his head and face in order to avoid being poured into his nose by the rain, was a tyrant. Liuzi laughed, but he laughed but didn't have the strength to make a sound. "You betrayed me."

"Is there a difference? Even if the throne is passed on to you, the sand will still kill you. I didn't pass on the throne to you, I just hope that Sha can miss the old and let you go. Batian sneered disapprelicly, he didn't expect the sixth son to still think like this.

"You have betrayed the entire Middle Demon Holy Land! Betrayed me! The sixth son roared excitedly, and his round eyes were bloodshot. This sentence, he has wanted to say this sentence for a long time, and he has thought about it for a long time, but he has always disdained the transmission of sound into the secret sky, and has always turned off the transmission of sound into the secret, because he is fed up with the noisy voices of countless people who insult and ridicule him. Today, he finally met Batian. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to recommend this work as a registered member of literature, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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