"I have worked so hard for so many days. If I go back empty-handed, don't you think it would be stupid?" Xia Hongyu's eyes were even colder because of the bloodless face. Of course Yan Nanfei would not doubt Xia Hongyu's cruelty.
It is synonymous with snake and scorpion, and heart is like snake and scorpion. "Then, what do you want?" Yan Nanfei threw away the sword on his waist. It was not a very valuable weapon in the first place. Yan Shisan was not rich either, so of course he didn't have any sword as a gift.
He, and he himself, was poorer than Yan Shisan and couldn't afford a good sword at all.
"What I want is Yan Shisan's swordsmanship secret book." Xia Hongyu picked up Yan Nanfei's sword with his feet and put it into the vacuum bag. In the hands of the top ten masters of the Heavenly Court Martial Arts Competition, they were a few people who did not have enough background and power.
Among them, only Xia Hongyu and Zhuo Zhirou are now the richest. They have already completed all the general equipment. Xia Hongyu bought a vacuum bag, and Zhuo Zhirou was given a vacuum bag by a rich man. But in comparison, those with more wealth now are
Xia Hongyu.
"If you want to learn, why not join my sect?"
"Is it interesting? Or do you think I'm still in the mood to chat with you now?" Xia Hongyu's sword advanced slightly and cut the skin on Yan Nanfei's neck. "I'm still rushing to take the carriage to Guangming
"Ding, you probably won't stop going. Just give me a sweet message and tell me a secret book of Yan Shisan's swordsmanship, and I'll leave immediately without killing you; if you don't tell me, I'll kill you with one sword before I leave."
Yan Nanfei gritted his teeth secretly, but he didn't even have the strength to clench his teeth hard. "I gave it to you, what if you still kill me?"
"You can't be so stupid, right? If I kill you, Yan Shisan will definitely avenge you. I don't want to face Yan Shisan's sword, all I want is Yan Shisan's martial arts." Xia Hongyu didn't smile, her expression was very serious
Seriousness, this abnormal seriousness, and the truth in her mouth made Yan Nanfei's judgment slightly tilted. "If you get the secret book, my master may not come to you." "Yan Nanfei, it may not be between you and me."
, your choice may or may not be certain?”
Yan Nanfei was silent for a moment, not necessarily sure. In this situation, if it were him, of course the choice would not be certain. "Take it." A burst of light flashed, and the glowing secret book was thrown by Yan Nanfei on the beach. Xia Hongyu still hooked it with his feet.
She got up and immediately learned level 1. Through the conversion system of martial arts proficiency, she only had to sacrifice two levels of the Golden Snake Sword Sutra, which was enough to raise Yan Shisan's swordsmanship level to level 10, because the higher the level, the more proficiency is required.
The higher the level, in comparison, the proficiency of the first ten levels is really not much. Yan Shisan's swordsmanship does not need to be too high to produce fatal lethality, at least killing the top masters in the world today.
Her skills are sufficient. Of course, the price for this is that the level of her Golden Snake Sword Sutra is reduced and its power is weakened. But she is not someone who relies on strength to fight the enemy to the death. She has one more valuable martial arts to make up for her own weakness.
Inadequacy is more meaningful than a slight improvement in absolute strength.
The secret book is true. Xia Hongyu is of course an expert in swordsmanship. If Yan Nanfei modified the secret book, she would definitely know it by simulating it several times in her mind. Xia Hongyu smiled, she liked Yan Nanfei. "My favorite.
You are such a person because you are stupid!"
Yan Nanfei's expression changed and his brows darkened. "You don't keep your word?"
"I'm sorry, I don't know the word credit. I only know that if I don't kill you, Yan Shisan will definitely come to me because of your slander. The result of whether to kill you or not is certain.
You are me, what do you choose?" Xia Hongyu has no intention of waiting for Yan Nanfei to answer, because her sword has already pierced Yan Nanfei's throat! She does not need to wait for Yan Nanfei to answer, because if it is Yan Nanfei, the answer is also
It would be - kill! Xia Hongyu counted Yan Nanfei's body and belongings, and sure enough, there was nothing valuable. "Poor guy!" Xia Hongyu sighed and rushed to the nearest town. After eating and drinking, she took a bath.
Get on the carriage bound for the town closest to Guangmingding...
At the rebirth point, Yan Nanfei regretfully hammered the wood of the bulletin board at the rebirth point with his fist. The wood was not broken, but his fist was torn apart. Without martial arts, he was incredibly weak. He had already become weak with this kind of weakness.
Forgot, unable to adapt, difficult to accept! "Xia Hongyu—Xia Hongyu! You bitch! Bitch—" He roared to the sky at the top of his lungs, shouting wildly. His grief could not turn into tears, and only a trace of emotion could be seen in his body and mind.
Stock, exhaustion and decadence... Anger, what's the use? He will never be able to kill Xia Hongyu? He will never... be able to kill him. He can't catch up with Xia Hongyu from the beginning... Yes, he can't catch up.
Where is Yan Shisan? He doesn't know now, can he meet him again and become his disciple again? Maybe, only God knows... Even if he becomes his disciple, will he have to repeat the three hundred years of following him, learning, and wandering around the world?
?Three hundred years later, when everyone is growing and becoming stronger, can he still be on par with Xia Hongyu? Can he still be qualified to challenge the legendary sword of justice? Imaginary talk...
"Are you Yan Nanfei?" Leng Ren, dressed in black, asked in a calm tone. Yan Nan Fei suddenly turned around, glanced at the unfamiliar Leng Ren, turned around and left. He didn't want to admit it, because now Yan Nan Fei
This name is a shame, a ridiculous shame. Yan Nanfei can think of what people in the world will say with his toes. Most of the living masters, masters at the top, hear praise, compliments, and acceptance.
Most of them are eyes of admiration, they are the goal that many people aspire to, and they are role models; the dead master is just a joke, and the object of pity for others to add insult to injury.
"Have you ever heard of the martial arts recovery scroll?" Leng Ren looked at Yan Nanfei who was passing by and said this calmly. This sentence made Yan Nanfei stop suddenly... In an instant, Yan Nanfei knew.
Leng Ren's identity is a member of Dongtian Bliss and a member of Tianmeng. Everyone in the world knows that Tianmeng's Xiaojian is the one who likes to recruit reborn masters most. Because he has what everyone in the world dreams of - martial arts recovery.
Scroll. It can be as fast as one year, or as slow as five years. The martial arts can be restored to its original state. For masters, not making any progress in martial arts for one year is a huge loss, but for those who are reborn, it only takes one year to recover.
To return to the original state is simply an irresistible temptation.
"It's strange that the person from the Undefeated Legend is not on the way to Guangmingding, but here instead?" Yan Nanfei's heartbeat accelerated involuntarily. Of course he couldn't refuse such a temptation. But he was worried that it was just an empty joy, and he was worried about whose happiness it was.
tease.
"Is this strange?" Leng Ren smiled. "It's not strange at all. Xiaojian knows that you can't outrun Yiyun, and he doesn't think it's strange that someone among the exhausted people is reborn."
Yan Nanfei was silent. Yes, it wasn't difficult to guess originally. It didn't seem like a joke, but he was still silent. It wasn't hesitation, it was just struggling. What kind of person the undefeated legend was, he knew to some extent. You don't
You owe him, you have freedom without a promise to him, otherwise, you have no freedom before the promise is over. You are his. Xiaojian will never be merciful when betraying a promise. Rebirth, martial arts recovery scroll
, is not a perfect dream, it means discarding something and losing something. It doesn't matter to some people, but to Yan Nanfei, it is very important.
He will change from an ambitious person trying to stabilize the hero of the world to a subordinate of the hero... "Conditions, I want to know the conditions of the Invincible Legend."
"One hundred years. Within one hundred years, you must and have no choice but to be Xiaojian's shadow. Even if it is revenge, you must get Xiaojian's permission before you can go. No matter how many times you are reborn within one hundred years, you will be the shadow of Xiaojian."
You must stand up again and continue to do things. There is no choice. One hundred years from now, everything you have gained in these one hundred years will be yours and you can take it all away. You can continue to stay in Tianmeng or you can leave. With Xiao
The sword can be an enemy. To put it simply, you will be completely free after a hundred years." Leng Ren explained the terms of the exchange very familiarly, and at the end, he added. "If you betray, Xiao Jian will only kill you, but
Bai Bai hates people who break their promises. Whether she will send you to Montenegro or imprison you in a hole where no one can find her, no one can say for sure."
"Is it a one-year martial arts recovery scroll?" Yan Nanfei has already made a decision. Yes, that kind of temptation makes him unable to refuse. Not many masters can refuse. Otherwise, Xiaojian will not have so much strength.
Strong people do things for him.
"You shouldn't belittle yourself. Not everyone is qualified to be Xiaojian's shadow. Of course, a master like you will get the best martial arts recovery scroll. And you are not bad luck. One will be released in ten days." Leng Ren
He took out the baggage and handed it to Yan Nanfei. "A complete set of enhanced general altar equipment, and an annual salary of 100 million taels. When you go to Dongtian Bliss, someone will receive you." Holding the revenge given by Lengjian, he waited until he sat on Dongtian Bliss.
Yan Nanfei still couldn't be happy. One hundred million taels, he had never carried so much money in his pocket, and it was the first time he had a full set of enhanced general equipment. But before rebirth, even without these, he would not
Take these things seriously. At this moment, he has sold himself for a hundred years, and the annual value is 100 million taels...
"City Lord, look, it's Yan Nanfei."
On the second floor of Yuelai Inn, the young man Xiaoerlang, neither fat nor thin, with a pig-killing knife made of black iron hung on his waist, stopped by the window and watched Yan Nanfei and Leng Ren say goodbye. He is the head of the City Merchants Alliance,
Because of the recommendation of a businessman friend, and because of Yan Shisan's reputation, he invested 2 billion to establish a sect for Yan Nanfei. This was a failed investment, but he was not a stingy person, nor did he care about 2 billion.
People who fail to invest. "Looking at him is like seeing two billion falling into the sea. Do you think I will be in a good mood?"
The manager of Xiaoma Xiaoerlang smiled bitterly and bowed. "City Lord, I will immediately prepare a few pigs for you to kill..." Xiaoma Xiaoerlang was born as a butcher. Even if he became a rich man, he could not let go of the butcher knife. Compared with
When playing with beautiful women, he prefers the process of killing pigs. When he is in a bad mood, he kills a few pigs.
