The process of killing pigs reminded him of the time when he made a living by killing pigs in Dali. At that time, he didn't have much money, but he was doing a job he liked. Xiaoerlang was very happy. Butchering pigs became the leader of the Jianghu Shangcheng Business Alliance.
First, becoming a rich man was something he had never thought about. Having money, but losing the opportunity to be a pig-killing butcher, naturally made him less happy. "Yiyun, Yiyun, you have lost your old friend.
Two billion..."
"Two billion is nothing. We will serve you well tonight and make sure you forget about two billion." A group of beautiful women surrounded Xiaoerlang, making him unable to continue sighing and sighing.
Song Yuyang and Dark Legend are both leaders of the City Merchant Alliance, and women are their hobby. Xiao Erlang often hangs out with them, and unknowingly, he has learned to enjoy the tenderness of women.
"I accidentally made friends! My beautiful love..." Xiaoma Xiaoerlang hugged the beautiful woman who was laughing and laughing. Thinking of how he once longed to find himself who could wholeheartedly work together until old age, he sighed...
Xiaoerlang, the young man in the Yuelai Inn, was lamenting the loss of innocence, while Zhang Wuji was remembering his beloved wife Zhao Min. The memories turned into his belief that he would never give up. He was still chasing Yiyun. Yiyun was still running,
But they were no longer running fast, and Zhang Wuji was running even slower. Because they had been running continuously for twelve days and thirteen nights. The night was hazy. The fog filled the mountains and forests. Yiyun was running, but she was already tired.
She didn't want to talk. Xi'er was also running, and she was no longer as embarrassed as Yiyun.
The feeling of dying at any time made them very aware that they might collapse at any time. But Yi Yun insisted on running, but Xi'er did not persuade her. "After running for so many days, it seems that Zhang Wuji can't hold up any longer than us."
After a long time, just run until he runs out of energy and get a big harvest." This is what Yiyun thought. This is a trick that can defeat any strong enemy. As long as the enemy persists in chasing to the end, he can outrun any enemy to death.
, of course - maybe he is the one who runs to death in the end.
"Zhang Wuji - give up now. You are useless. You can't protect Zhao Min, you can't save Xiao Zhao. You watch your adoptive father, the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun, die in front of you again and again. You can't do anything. Martial arts
What's the use of being taller? You can't catch up with me. You are already very tired and want to give up. Then give up. That's the kind of person you are!" Yiyun was too tired to speak, but he found Zhang Wuji running.
The speed was rapidly slowing down, which would inevitably lead to Zhang Wuji giving up. He had to speak. The last thing he wanted was for Zhang Wuji to give up, otherwise all these days would have been in vain. If he wanted to lure Zhang Wuji to Emperor Qilin, he would have arrived long ago.
"Shut up, devil!" Hot tears welled up in Zhang Wuji's eyes. "I, Zhang Wuji, will definitely catch up with you even to the end of the world!"
With these words and determination, Yiyun felt relieved. Yiyun was fully confident that if he wanted to get rid of Zhang Wuji, he would be able to do it when Zhang Wuji's first flight speed slowed down, and he could even kill the West Wind at any time.
It would have been easy for him to leave Ge in the wilderness and let others pick him up and take him away. Yiyun didn't do this just because it was not necessary. Carrying an individual, a person who killed many people in the Ming Cult, inspired Zhang Wuji to persist.
The belief in pursuit also inspired Zhang Wuji's determination not to give up. The enemy was in front of him, but he still carried someone, but he couldn't catch up? Can he be persuaded to forgive himself, and can he be worthy of the spirit of the deceased in heaven?
The so-called weakness, this is weakness. Attacking when others are unable to fight back is not called grasping the weakness. It is just a common weakness that everyone knows how to exploit.
Zhang Wuji fell to the ground and rolled down the sloping hillside. Yiyun and Xi'er stopped together. When they stopped, all the fatigue came out. That kind of fatigue made it difficult to move.
.Yiyun pulled out the Beiluo Zixiao Sword and watched as Zhang Wuji rolled and fell and hit a big tree. Then, he fainted motionless, and the Qiankun Great Shifting Body Protecting Qi on Zhang Wuji also disappeared.
"Goodbye, this time, we should never see each other again - Zhang Wuji." Beiluo Zixiao turned into a flying sword. Driven by the power of the Sword Demon's flying sword energy, it flashed across the void and stabbed unimpeded.
It entered Zhang Wuji's heart! At the same time as he was struck by the sword, Zhang Wuji woke up from his coma. The explosion of body-protecting Qi shook the Beiluo Zixiao Sword that had penetrated his body and sent it flying backwards. It shot quickly from the ear of Yiyun who was staggering to dodge.
Go over there, sink deeply into the mountain, and fly into the depth of the mountain twenty miles in one breath!
Yiyun sat down on the ground and had no strength to stand up. She threw the Song of the West Wind beside her and looked at Zhang Wuji who desperately struggled to get up. She looked at the column of blood flying out of his heart... If Zhang Wuji had enough energy
, with the powerful recovery ability of his Nine Yang Magic, it may not be too late to save himself. Unfortunately, at this moment, Zhang Wuji's energy is exhausted, and all his abilities cannot be used.
Zhang Wuji's hands were dyed red with blood. He tried his best to stand up, took unsteady steps, and stared at Yiyun with tearful eyes. "Devil... why, why do you want to be a demon?
And don’t want to be a knight who is loved and respected by people in the world! Being loved is different from being hated, and using martial arts to create peace is different from using martial arts to create bloody killings... Look back, Legend of Justice, look back... You should be Jiang Hu
A chivalrous person that everyone respects——"
Zhang Wuji fell to the ground and died, finally died.
He was led by Yiyun and ran away to death. A deputy leader of the Ming Cult who could not be defeated and killed by martial arts died like this...
Yiyun held Xi'er's hand and looked at her indifferently, looking as embarrassed and dirty as herself from head to toe. It was just like the first time when they were chasing and escaping. That time, there were no vacuum bags in the world, and they didn't have any.
With nothing to eat and nothing to drink, they are even more tired and sad. In that kind of pain, there is a joy of constantly surpassing themselves and creating extreme results that they could not have imagined. They all choose to keep moving forward quickly on their own paths.
, do not change yourself for anyone, do not deviate from the original path for any reason. In their respective loneliness, think of each other, and experience the only, ideal warmth.
"There are not many people who can accompany you, and there are not many people who can accompany me." Yiyun looked at Xi'er and smiled, her hands gradually leaving him. "Be careful, there may be something hidden behind his straightforwardness.
Hypocrisy of which he is unaware."
"Hehehehe... Yiyun, go back. You didn't have to go on the killing path, no need..." Xi'er smiled and staggered away, with unspeakable sadness in her tone. It was her
The eternal emotional guilt towards Yiyun has already turned into a tangle of contradictions, which has never changed. I long for Yiyun’s company on the road to killing, so that I don’t feel lonely, and I feel that I have something to support me.
; I hope Yiyun can leave this cruel road, leave this road of strength that is only cursed and gathered with the hatred of others, and hope that Yiyun can get more peace, enjoy and have more.
Conflict, even if she knew clearly, they could not find the way back; Conflict, even if she knew clearly, if Yiyun turned back, it would be her eternal pain.
"Without my world, you will be even more lonely." Yiyun smiled brightly and looked at Xi'er's back, fading away. He was not worried about Xi'er's life or death. Even in this state, Xi'er kept worrying.
Advancement is one result of killing, destruction is another result.
Yiyun took out the wound medicine and applied it on Song of the West Wind. Under the influence of the wound medicine, the limbs that he had cut off soon grew back and returned to their original state. Yiyun took out a set of white reinforced total body in the vacuum bag.
He put on the altar equipment for Song of the West Wind and sat quietly on the mountain, waiting for Song of the West Wind to wake up from his weak state.
The mountain breeze is blowing, looking at the starry sky outside, feeling the energy and physical strength gradually recovering, Yiyun is thinking about the future arrangements for Song of the West Wind. This is a master who is difficult to arrange. Her weaknesses are too obvious and she acts purely based on emotion.
, can be said to be a complete temperament, purely emotional. Such a master, no matter how strong he is, can easily be killed by others. Constantly using martial arts to restore the scroll? As time goes by, her martial arts will increase every time she is reborn.
It is equivalent to being dragged down by other masters for at least one year, and being reborn ten times is at least ten years away...
This is a troublesome master. If you abandon it, no one can do it. If you use it, it seems to be of limited use. Yiyun racked her brains and thought for a long time, and finally came up with a proper placement method. Drawing materials
Yu Tianmeng Xiaojian's method, people in the world still don't know how powerful the Song of the West Wind is, so naturally no enemy will design a conspiracy trap against her. Yiyun feels that the Song of the West Wind should not be exposed, and she should be placed there
She is secretly responsible for being a martial arts coach for a first-class master. Except for a limited number of people, she prevents others from knowing the details of her strength. This can not only maximize her value for a long time, but also prevent her from ending up in a regrettable ending.
"Sword Ruyan, Qunfang Jealousy, Ming, Song of the West Wind, Yaotong, Jia Li, Xuefei, Li Kuangfang... there are many real masters of Yipintang." Yiyun calculated and muttered to herself. Yipintang is in heaven.
The collapse of the martial arts tournament made him realize that what he needed most, and what was really most useful, were top masters. Although the first-class masters who were one or two inferior were useful, they would also perish very easily. The re-planned first-class model could bring the members further.
, divided into several non-overlapping combat teams, although it can avoid repeating the same mistakes, the recruitment of personnel is very slow, and it will take a long time to return to the original situation. Yiyun is not willing to give up if any top master is discovered in front of her.
When Song of the West Wind woke up, she was not yet aware of the surrounding situation. She was hungry and attracted by the aroma of the wine and food that Yiyun brought out. She was also attracted by the wooden boxes containing the vegetables and the white jade plates.
She was holding the plate, still a little confused, and had not yet remembered what happened before she fainted. She was full of speculation and curiosity. "It looks like jade, is it jade? I have one too, look!" Song of the West Wind took out the jade from around her neck.
, and then discovered that there was a white necklace around her neck. "Huh?" She looked at Yiyun in confusion.
"Given to you." Yiyun handed over the chopsticks, placed the wine glass, and casually glanced at the jade in "Singer of the West Wind". He had seen it before, and he was not even interested in inferring the value of such worthless things. "I like white jade.
?”
"Well! I have carried this piece of jade for more than a hundred years. It must be very valuable now, but I don't plan to sell it." Song of the West Wind couldn't wait to drink a glass of wine and eat delicious dishes. "It's so delicious, better than
The food at Yuelai Inn is quite delicious. I once had a good friend who invited me to have a meal at Yuelai Inn when he left a large mission team. It cost more than 5,000 taels, and I felt bad for the food! But
It's really delicious." Xifeng Zhi's mind jumped quickly. She suddenly put down her chopsticks and took out the bottle of medicine that Yiyun had given her before. "Is this also white jade?"
"If you like it, I'll give it to you." Yiyun didn't say that the white jade in the medicine bottle was worth millions of taels. All the medicine bottles he had on him were of high value and not low value, because Zishan was very particular about it and he didn't like to use ordinary medicine bottles.
, likes to use pure and flawless white jade to pack elixirs. Yiyun herself is not that particular, but she never cares how Zishan tosses these things. As long as he doesn't find it ugly, he will use what Zishan stuffs into his vacuum bag.
"Thank you!" Song of the West Wind happily put the medicine bottle into his arms. When he was half full after eating like a fallen leaf in the strong wind, he suddenly put down his chopsticks, his eyes filled with moist tears. "I remembered,
Everyone has been killed! Mingjiao, Zhang Wuji is here, I, I was knocked unconscious by you when I was about to kill Zhang Wuji!" Song of the West Wind stood up suddenly and stared at Yiyun angrily. "Why did you have to knock him unconscious?
Me! I said I won’t harm you, but I must kill Zhang Wuji and Yang Dingtian to avenge everyone! If you are a friend, you shouldn’t stop me.”
Yiyun has never met anyone whose thinking jumps so quickly. He is more terrifying than Zishan and more troublesome than Zixiao. "When you swore, you must not have said how long it would take to achieve it."
"Huh?" Song of the West Wind was stunned, thought for a while, and shook his head in confusion. "No...what's wrong?"
"It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. To commit suicide is to truly regret the sacrifice of a friend." Yiyun pointed to Zhang Wuji's body at the foot of the hill. "We cannot defeat Zhang Wuji's martial arts, but it is possible to defeat him through resourcefulness. Now only Yangding is left.
Oh my god, if you believe me and treat me as a friend, then leave Yang Dingtian to me." Yiyun said, and without waiting for the song of the west wind to speak, she continued, "I have arranged for those who are reborn in the song of the west wind.
Well, the alliance will have experts to lead them to do more profitable things, which is guaranteed to make money ten times faster than large task force tasks. As for what you should do in the future, I have a suggestion."
Song of the West Wind was stunned for a while, quite confused. She couldn't think of something that could make money ten times faster than large-scale team tasks. But at this moment, she looked at Zhang Wuji's body and thought of the first time she met Yiyun.
In this situation, I had full trust in him and asked without thinking, "What suggestions? Well, everyone, can we really make money ten times faster than large-scale team tasks? Is it safe? Are you willing?"
