After the villain resigned

Zhang Huanzhi has always been patient, and there was no sign of anxiety after waiting for a long time.

Xiang Zelong was younger, and had been looking left and right for a long time, "Senior brother, the beast is gone, why don't you go directly to pick the elixir?"

Zhang Huanzhi suppressed his younger brother, "Hush—here we come."

The rose bushes shook, and a few pink petals fluttered down.

First, a strange man walked out, and then it was Jiang Yi who they had been waiting for.

Zhang Huanzhi took a look at the people in front of him. With his early stage golden core cultivation, he dared to boast that if he hadn't met the disciple of Zhaxinglou, everyone else would have the strength to fight.

So he walked out generously, saluting first and then fighting, "Jiang Daoyou."

"Ah?" Jiang Yi almost forgot about these two people with ulterior motives, and still didn't realize it.

"I don't know that Jiang Daoyou got the white sandalwood lotus?" Zhang Huanzhi asked knowingly. He had seen Jiang Yi get the elixir before, but it was just a test.

Jiang Yi clapped his hands, and a few emerald green lotus seed shells fell off, "Eat it."

The white sandalwood lotus flower is only a middle-grade elixir, and it is still considered precious in the eyes of others, but in Jiang Yi's hands, it is just a snack to satisfy his cravings.

However, the lotus seeds are crisp, sweet and refreshing, which suits Jiang Yi's taste.

He also specially kept three of them, planning to plant them at the entrance of the mansion when he is free in the future.

Zhang Huanzhi obviously didn't believe it, and he said eloquently, "I have an appointment with Jiang Daoyou, which means that the white sandalwood lotus is divided into three, and the three share it equally. How can Jiang Daoyou take the money alone?"

Xiang Zelong agreed on the side, "That's right, is this what a righteous monk did?"

"Since that's the case, don't blame me for making a move." Zhang Huanzhi also pretended to calm down Zhou Siwei who was standing aside without saying a word, "If you don't want to get along with him, please leave quickly. This is between us. I don’t want to involve your Excellency.”

They are talking about scenes, and both of them will have to die at that time, so as not to reveal the news that he is carrying a treasure, and there will be endless troubles.

Zhou Siwei was still stuck in his own world, and didn't hear what Zhang Huanzhi said at all.

Jiang Yiyi gave Zhang Huan a strange look.

He has never seen anyone who is in such a hurry to find death.

"Brother, don't talk nonsense with them!" Xiang Zelong pulled out the sword at his waist, pointed at Jiang Yiyi, "You either hand over the white sandalwood lotus, or you die."

Although the Xia Xing Sect has the word "Xia" in its sect, none of the disciples of the sect can be regarded as aboveboard. The more they do this kind of killing and seizing treasures, the more they become handy.

After all, taking treasures from fellow monks is much easier to deal with than from monsters and beasts.

Jiang Yi nodded in agreement: "That's right."

"What's right?" Xiang Zelong was stunned for a moment, thinking that this person might be taking the opportunity to escape in order to divert his attention, and then he flashed his sword light without hesitation, and went straight to the fatal point of the person.

"Don't talk nonsense." Jiang Yi still had time to explain to the little monk, "The thing I hate most about you orthodox monks is that you still go on and on about doing something bad."

Time seemed to have stopped before Jiang Yi's sharp edge reached him.

Xiang Zelong's sword is a spiritual weapon that has been refined many times, so hard that even a monk at the Golden Core stage can break through the body, but now the sharp sword body has cracked a few cracks in mid-air.

Then the whole sword turned into ashes, leaving only the hilt in his hand.

"This, this." Xiang Zelong shook his hand, and the hilt of his sword fell to the ground. He looked at his senior brother as if asking for help, "Senior Brother Zhang!"

Zhang Huanzhi looked serious, and took out a sword from the storage bag.

The two of them are not sword cultivators, but because Xia Xingmen is good at making sword-shaped spiritual weapons, everyone has a sword as a weapon in their hands, and they also call themselves sword cultivators.

Zhang Huanzhi felt that Xiang Zelong's cultivation level was not high enough that the spirit weapon was damaged, and now it was his turn, he would not miss it.

He sank his mind and drew a sword with a spiritual weapon in his hand.

Useless.

Zhang Huanzhi's cultivation is one of the best in Xiaxingmen, and he has always been confident.

But the sword he tried with all his strength was lightly blocked by the person in front of him.

No, this person didn't make a move at all, and the aura of this sword disappeared in the air for no reason.

They've got a tough guy.

"Let's go!" Zhang Huanzhi wanted to retreat when he missed the hit. After shouting, he started to run the spirit art, trying to escape.

Xiang Zelong reacted slowly, did not keep up with his senior brother, and stared blankly at the person in front of him.

Jiang Yi smiled.

Not only the corners of the mouth are slightly raised, but also there is a smile between the brows and eyes, like a brilliantly blooming fire tree and silver flower, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.

But when Xiang Zelong saw this smile, he felt a chill in his heart.

An idea popped up, and they couldn't escape it.

Sure enough, Zhang Huanzhi, who had already run away, came back with a pale face.

He walked extremely slowly, as if fighting against an invisible person, but his limbs seemed to be controlled by someone, and he walked in front of Jiang Yi step by step.

"I won't talk nonsense to you." Jiang Yi raised his index finger, "I only kill one person."

The outstretched finger nodded Zhang Huanzhi, and then Xiang Zetaki.

The smile on his face became a little malicious, "You choose one."

"What? What to choose?" Xiang Zelong hadn't reacted yet, and after repeating it for a while, he realized what Jiang Yi's words meant, and he called out in panic, "Master, brother!"

Zhang Huanzhi's face was ugly. He hunted geese all day long and was finally blinded by geese. He even offended someone he shouldn't have.

Just now he was about to leave the island in the middle of the lake, but he was grabbed back by invisible hands.

I can't escape, the person in front of me is not joking, he really knows how to kill.

Without getting a reply from his senior, Xiang Zelong looked around and fixed his eyes on Zhou Siwei who had not spoken a word.

"Help us!" Xiang Zelong chose to ask Zhou Siwei for help.

Before Zhou Siwei could speak, a pain came from Xiang Zelong's back, countless auras exploded in his body, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He turned around and saw that the person who shot was his senior brother whom he had always trusted and loved.

Zhang Huanzhi withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened.

"Master..." The blood couldn't stop flowing out, Xiang Zetaki fell to the ground before he finished speaking.

"I've chosen." Zhang Huanzhi didn't look like someone who just killed his junior with his own hands.

If two people choose one, Xiang Zelong is already dead, so there is no need to choose again.

"Smart man." Jiang Yiyi boasted.

Only then did Zhang Huanzhi breathe a sigh of relief, and made up his mind to act more carefully in the future.

Thinking of this, he flattered and flattered: "It's because I have blind eyes, thank you senior for not caring."

Jiang Yi asked strangely: "Who said I don't care?"

Zhang Huanzhi's chest felt cold, and at some point a hole appeared through his chest and back, and a sword energy returned to Jiang Yi's hand. His sword was so fast that Zhang Huanzhi couldn't feel any pain at all, even a drop of it. No blood flowed out.

"Uh..." Zhang Huanzhi showed disbelief. He wanted to say something, but was blocked by the blood gushing out of his throat, and he could only make some meaningless inhalation sounds.

Zhang Huanzhi's body crashed down, lying next to his junior brother.

"I said kill one." Jiang Yi smiled, "Then just kill one."

do as promised.

Xiang Zetaki did not kill him.

Jiang Yi felt the eyes of the people around him, and he looked over, "Do you think I—"

I think he is wicked, but I still think he is cruel.

Zhou Siwei spat out two words: "It looks good."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Siwei felt that these two words should not be said, and added: "It's their own fault."

If it weren't for the evil intentions, naturally they wouldn't end up like this.

The two left the island in the middle of the lake in a spirit boat.

Jiang Yi sat at one end of the spirit boat, and occasionally glanced at Zhou Siwei who was sitting at the other end.

As he said, this person kept his distance and stopped sticking to Jiang Yi's side.

Jiang Yi finally got used to having one more person by his side, but now that he suddenly disappeared, he felt uncomfortable all over.

So Jiang Yi simply didn't look at Zhou Siwei, stretched his hand out of the boat, immersed himself in the cold water, and felt the caress of the flowing lake water.

The atmosphere between the two was too awkward, so Jiang Yi called out first, "Hello."

Zhou Siwei had been waiting for Jiang Yiyi to speak, so he responded as soon as he heard his voice, "Huh?"

"I said, if..." Jiang Yi held up a handful of lake water and let the water drip down his fingers, "If you could ascend to immortality, why would you give up becoming immortal?"

This problem has troubled Jiang Yi for a long time.

The task assigned to him by the system is to make Zhou Siwei become a fairy.

But he hadn't figured out why until now.

"What if?" This assumption made Zhou Siwei fall into thinking.

"That must be an extremely important person." After a while, Zhou Siwei replied, "It is more important than ascending to immortality."

Among the cultivators in the world, who wouldn't want to ascend to immortality?

What could be more important than ascending to immortality.

When Zhou Siwei came to a conclusion, he said without hesitation: "Wu Wang is the only one who can make me give up becoming an immortal."

Jiang Yiyi showed a strange expression: "..."

Jiang Yiyi: "You don't even know who this Wuwang is, so why are you so sure?"

"Yes." Zhou Siwei nodded, "Although I don't remember, I'm sure."

"Do you think my behavior just now was bad?" Jiang Yiyi suddenly changed the subject.

Zhou Siwei: "I don't think so."

"No!" Jiang Yi said firmly, "I think I was not only vicious just now, but also ruthless and ruthless. It's simply not human doing!"

Zhou Siwei was puzzled, "Huh?"

Jiang Yi strikes while the iron is hot, "You see, I am already like this, that Wu Wang is a hundred times more ruthless than me, are you sure you will like it?"

"I know..." Zhou Siwei seemed very embarrassed, he said hesitantly, "I know."

It seems that after all, it hurt Jiang Yiyi's heart.

It should never be his fault, and he shouldn't touch people casually when he loses his memory.

Even if Jiang Yi said bad things about Wu Wang now, he couldn't blame him, it was all his fault.

Jiang Yiyi: "What?"

What does he know?