He survived under the hands of Bai Yueguang

I don't know if the behavior of the shopkeeper is really crazy or pretending to be crazy, he turned his head up to the sky and laughed, rolled up the mat, closed the stall and left.The folding fan in Zhou Yiguang's hand was naturally given to him.

Zhou Yan didn't comment on this, but was just curious. He felt more and more that there must be some unsolved mystery behind Zhou Yiguang.No, it should be, Zhou Yiguang is an unsolved mystery.

This kind of suspicion has been lingering in Zhou Yan's heart. It is not the kind of suspicion with ulterior motives, but more like a hidden worry, worrying that something is wrong with him.Even doubts can be confided.

Zhou Yiguang: "Don't you find it strange?"

"what do you mean?"

"I'm talking about myself," Zhou Yiguang sighed, if I said, I approach you with a purpose, I will leave one day..."

Zhou Yiguang didn't know what to say, but he still wanted to say it, even if it was confusing.It's impossible to explain the existence of the system clearly, and he can't say it clearly, he can't expose the existence of the system, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

"Or I'm actually not me, or there are other spaces in this world that are completely different from Shangling Kingdom...Although you and I don't know what they look like, they are real It exists, and it may also collapse because a small person changes the trajectory of history. I don't know because I may forget where I came from. You don't know because you haven't seen it..."

Zhou Yan believed Zhou Yiguang's words, such as the underworld, he had an impression of the underworld, but he didn't remember it, but what does it matter?

Zhou Yan interrupted him: "I've seen it, hell."

Nothing can't be said, I've seen it, I understand it, I don't care.One sentence speaks a thousand words and a thousand words clearly, since this is the case, why bother with mediocrity, just be happy.

Zhou Yiguang spread out his folding fan, and the fragrance of ink wafted around, fanning the dense fog to bring in a breeze, and he smiled suavely.

Zhou Yiguang and the two were unrestrained and reckless, but the two little tails following them dropped their jaws in surprise.

They clearly heard Zhou Yan say that he had seen the underworld.A line flashed through my mind: They are ghosts.

I was staring at Young Master Rong Guang all the way, but I didn't expect that the person beside Young Master Rong Guang was also a ruthless person.If they have seen the underworld, isn't that a ghost? They never believed in ghosts and gods, but now they are scared to death.It was obviously beyond their understanding, but when they thought of their recent behavior, they imprinted the image of Shura as a ghost in their minds.

With a flick of his little tail, he showed his big feet.With a bang bang bang bang, they overturned a row of bamboo strips.There was too much movement, even if Zhou Yiguang pretended not to know, he couldn't stand it anymore.

So he sighed and looked at the two little tails: "Let's go, lead the way, Zun Daomen will take a walk."

Zhou Yan handed over the sabers in their hands, took one for himself, and handed another to Zhou Yiguang.Although they are all ordinary irons, they are going to kick the gym after all, and it is not very good to go empty-handed.

Zhou Yiguang took the sword, a little confused, and asked the two people following them: "Aren't you disciples of Zun Dao Sect? Why are you holding a sword?"

The two little tails looked at each other, and one of them boldly explained: "It's true that we are disciples of Zun Dao Sect... But the elders in the sect said that we are not worthy of using a knife. They think that a knife has never been used. Nobler than a sword."

Zhou Yiguang: "You are not worthy? Then according to the rules of your elders, what kind of person is worthy?"

Could it be that weapons are graded according to the strength of martial arts?Zhou Yiguang felt that if this was the case, he might be able to tell their strength from their weapons, so he asked casually.

The man thought for a while: "What the elder means is that...a sword is nobler than a sword, so the person who holds a sword in the school is naturally nobler than the person who holds a sword, and the martial arts in the school all use the sword. In other words, only those who are approved to hold a knife are equipped to learn advanced mental methods."

"But over the years, the number of places for awarding knives at the knife matching conference has been limited..." The man lowered his head: "It needs to be bought with money, and it is getting more and more expensive. Last year, I saved enough money to buy the number of places. I won’t be able to afford it this year.”

"Many of them, in order to earn enough seats in this knife-giving conference, do things no different from robbers. But the two of us are timid, we don't have the ability to rob houses, and we are afraid of the government."

"So to this day, all I use are swords, I practice all my outsider kung fu, and I do odd jobs."

It turned out to be so sad and ridiculous.Zhou Yiguang thought that the brawny men he met in Jincheng all held knives, so the money for the saber granting conference must have been stolen from the people of Jincheng.

Zhou Yiguang said with a cold face, "It's ridiculous."

"Knife and sword are not superior to each other, and it is even more difficult to distinguish between people."

Zhou Yan always agrees with Zhou Yiguang. He thinks that people should be more advanced than ghosts in the underworld, but in the current comparison, some people are not necessarily more advanced than ghosts.

Soon, a group of people arrived at Zundaomen.

Zundaomen is the head of the Jianghu League, not only usually arrogant, but when I see it at this time, the aura of the sect building is also very strong.The gate face is majestic and majestic, and there are two brave stone carvings at the gate.

The stone arch is high in the clouds and mist in the mid-air, and the plaque with the three characters "Zundaomen" hangs high, brand new and shiny, and the scenery behind the plaque is corresponding to the mountains.A knife is tied to Hongling and embedded in the center of the sundial. I don't know what the meaning is.

There are continuous mountains here, and in short, it seems to be a treasured land of geomantic omen.But Zhou Yiguang never believed in feng shui, everything depends on human effort.No matter how good the feng shui is, you can't keep Zun Daomen today.

Zhou Yiguang looked around for a while: "As the head of the League, Zundaomen still has a bit of a style. The owner of the door is a fastidious person, and the person who repairs the door looks like a dog, but he doesn't know the inside, whether he has already been ruined by it."

There was no guard at the gate, so it seemed like I was singing the empty city to invite you into the urn. Zhou Yan and Zhou Yiguang looked at each other, "Let's go in and see what they are up to."

While speaking, the two little tails who were forced to lead the way had already escaped, Zhou Yiguang didn't stop him, and didn't bother to care.Zhou Yan pretended not to see it, and the two stepped into the unguarded Zundao gate together.

Walking to the center of the trial field, the main hall of Zundaomen is in front of you.Zhou Yan glanced vaguely over the eaves of the main hall, and Zhou Yiguang followed suit, but saw nothing.

"Is there something on the roof?" Zhou Yiguang asked.

Zhou Yan was not sure: "There is no one up there, but there is indeed something. I don't know what it is, so be careful."

Zhou Yiguang knew what Zhou Yan meant. After so many days in the rivers and lakes, the things they encountered the most were ambushes and stalking by various sects, and they had a lot of experience.

They kept vigilant and continued to walk forward. Sure enough, within five steps, sharp arrows shot at them from the eaves of the hall.Among the tiles of the eaves, there should be hidden exquisite bow|crossbows, which have a long range and great strength.

They dodged some sideways, and blocked a few with their swords.The resistance formed by the confrontation between the arrow and the blade was transmitted to Zhou Yan's tiger's mouth along with the hilt. Zhou Yan felt that these automatic bow|crossbows seemed to be stronger than those used by the imperial palace.He pondered, he had to upgrade the armory when he went back.

Although these arrows were dense, they were not enough of a threat to Zhou Yan and the others, so they dodged them with ease.Bow | The number of bows and arrows that can be stored in the crossbow box is limited, so the arrows cannot be shot continuously.

Just when they thought the arrow attack was about to retreat, a flying needle suddenly shot out from the courtyard wall of the trial ground.

The flying needles are small and dense, and they are more difficult to defend against than the arrows.Besides, the flying needle itself is fatal, so it must have been poisoned.

Zhou Yiguang made a handprint, urging his internal force to control the flying needle so that he could not get close to them. The pure power formed a phantom-like mask around them. When the flying needle hit the mask, it became limp and fell to the ground.But doing so consumes a lot of internal energy and is not a long-term solution.

Zun Daomen's trick gradually became clear: they want to slowly consume the enemy first, and finally pretend to win openly and aboveboard, which is insidious enough.

I thought that the formation of the flying needle would be the same as the previous arrows, and it would stop in a short time.But in fact, the offensive of these flying needles lasted much longer than the arrows. It has been a quarter of an hour and there is still no sign of weakening.

Zhou Yan also waved his hand to stimulate his inner strength, and the breath all over his body became bitter. He wanted to defend Zhou Yiguang for a while, but Zhou Yiguang stopped him.

Zhou Yiguang wasted his internal strength as if he didn't want money. After a long time, the body shields he made were not weak but increased.

He coolly deepened the handprint he just made, and said: "I said that I will go out this time, so I can see if your teachings to me were in vain in the garden for a few days. Why, do you want to intervene?"

Zhou Yiguang felt bitter in his heart, if I can still fight, then let me do it.Maybe when this world ends, I want to protect you again, but I don't have this chance.

As soon as I thought of this, I couldn't help but deepen the handprint one more layer, and the body protection mask was almost as bright as it was, and I didn't care at all about the weakness caused by the rapid withdrawal of a large amount of internal energy.

There was no need for this at all, it was just that Zhou Yiguang couldn't calm down.

Zhou Yan was helpless, he just watched Zhou Yiguang working alone, he was so tired, and wanted to help him, but he was frustrated.I said I wanted him to come before, but it was just a joke, but now it's more serious, it's brave enough.

However, in this brave look, his thin lips were slightly pursed, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his eyes were as deep as water.Zhou Yan looked at it, and found it more and more cute, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yan leaned forward and kissed Zhou Yiguang's cheek, and said: "Look, Wuji sword moves, I will only teach you one person in this world."

"From now on, only you and I will be able to make this sword move in this world."

It turns out that Destiny is boundless, it is the most coquettish moment where one eye misses the whole life, and the most emotional part breaks all spells with one sword.

The soft kiss suddenly landed on the cheek, Zhou Yiguang almost failed, but fortunately he had good concentration since he was a child.

So, surrounded by flying needles all over the sky, and surrounded by the protective mask surrounded by the sword of destiny, Zhou Yan performed Wuji sword moves in front of Zhou Yiguang.One move and one move, guard against haste, use slowness, be firm with softness, this is the limitless destiny.

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There are three chapters left, and the first world will come to a happy ending. They finally... (aunt laughs)

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"Trying to be clean every day"

Shen An is a hard-working medical student, with a bit of ancestral prudence, but he has transmigrated into the bloody vulgar and ghs Longyang script, and he is dressed like a Tang monk with a hundred miles of fragrance, which is very restricted.

Cannon fodder attackers with ulterior motives: I heard that you can ascend with ghs with him, fuck him, let's go together!

After her heart was burned to ashes: I don't want to ascend, I just want to fuck him!If you can't get him, you can play tricks to frame him.

Duan Xiao, the future overlord of the world of comprehension: He lives and dies, he succeeds and he fails, he is black and the other is white, it's all the blood on the tip of my heart, who dares to touch it?

At first, Shen An thought that what he was wearing was cannon fodder that would not survive three chapters, and he thought about how not to die every day.After three chapters, he was rescued by the Taoist sect, and he was thinking every day how not to be killed by the sun.

What kind of Taoist sect saved him?

Duan Xiao: White is cut into black, and then it is still black, and there is a silence inside it.

Shen Shen: I am a good young man, I advise you to be a man.

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