The villain cheats are a bit cheap

Tian Jue said that this martial arts conference will definitely end with the most astonishing gesture.

In fact, Yin Luohen himself had figured it out—after all, the competition on the last day turned into a contest between Ji Buhan and a Taoist from the snowy mountain who broke out halfway.

The original Lin Xuezang and Lin Yanqing were both eliminated in the second round. Although Lin Xuezang's strength was unexpected, it is really unreasonable that Lin Yanqing, a combat madman, lost to the little-known Xueshan Taoist .

It's a pity that everything is a foregone conclusion. Everyone thought that the biggest dark horse would be Lin Xuezang, but now the facts tell them that this dark horse is Xueshan Taoist.

Many people feel that they can't bear to look directly - don't tell them that such a wretched guy may become the leader of the martial arts! ! !In that case, how far will the entire orthodox martial arts world go under the leadership of this guy? !

Not to mention righteous people, even people like Yin Luohen began to worry about righteousness.

On the night when Tianjue was defeated by Ji Buhan, Yin Luohen picked up the wick in the room alone, thinking about Tianjue's recent strange whereabouts.If you went to bloodbath the Ten Thousand Bones Gate last night, what are you going to do tonight?

Tomorrow is the last day of the martial arts conference. Lu Cangmang said that he would take Lin Xuezang—that is, Tianjue’s life—on the last day. Where is he now?

Not to mention anything else, just judging from Lin Desheng's death, he was already in Cosmic City.

Yin Luohen watched the flame licking the copper core, his eyes flickered slightly.

A stone from behind hit lightly on the door frame of his room. He turned his back and didn't move for a while. He opened the door after a while.

The frosty sky and the snowy moon are hanging on the tile corners of the eaves, looking extremely cold.

The man in black robe threw his sword on the roof casually, holding two jugs of wine in his hand, seeing that he finally opened the door, he said, "Come up."

Yin Luohen felt baffled, was Ji Buhan reincarnated from a bat in his previous life?Why do you always like to squat on the roof? "Who are you, let me come up and I will come up?"

"You come up." Ji Buhan ignored his complaints and said another sentence.

Yin Luohen looked at his figure, it was still on the moon, the moonlight could not reach his body, and it was completely dark.For some reason, he felt that Ji Buhan looked very different tonight, but he couldn't tell what was different.He remembered that during the ring battle, Ji Buhan vomited blood on the spot, but Tian Jue held it back until there was no one under the tree before vomiting it out.

In Yin Luohen's impression, Ji Buhan is also a very strong person, he will endure what he can, vomiting blood - does it prove that he is also seriously injured?

I don't know why he was so soft-hearted, he muttered "you are really sick", but he still flew to his side by stepping on the eaves.

The Duanwang sword, which was still showing its might during the day, lay quietly at Yin Luohen's feet, as if it had been abandoned by someone.

Yin Luohen bent down to pick it up, and felt that it was extremely heavy. On the boat that came to Four Seas City, he had also held Ji Buhan's sword, but he could hardly hold it at that time. Now it proves that his strength has already reached its limit. Has it improved a lot?

She should have been happy, but Yin Luohen couldn't be happy.

"What do you think of this sword?" Ji Buhan didn't look at him, but knew that he was looking at the sword, and asked after taking a sip of wine.

How about the sword?

Nature is a good sword.

Yin Luohen doesn't understand anything, he is not a real person from the Jianghu, or he has not been in the Jianghu for a long time.The understanding of swords can only be regarded as superficial.Duanxujian is a divine sword, how can he comment on it?He just shook his head.

"Do you also think this sword is not good?" Ji Buhan smiled.

Yin Luohen knew that he would be wrong, but he didn't know if it was his intention, so he continued to listen.

"Duan, this name is not good." In fact, only this name is not good.

Cut off falsehoods, cut off all falsehoods, falsehoods, and unrealistic thoughts.

It also includes his whimsical, unethical... unspeakable, and difficult to tolerate feelings in the world.

Yin Luohen wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it. He was shy for a long time, and only thought of this sentence: "The sword is actually very good."

Good, bad, who can tell?

Yin Luohen held the sword and looked at it over and over in the palm of his hand. It was such a sword, which in Ji Buhan's hands became a world-renowned artifact—even, it was the sword energy of this sword, Tian Jue was hurt.

He glanced at Ji Buhan, and Ji Buhan really looked at him.

He drew his sword under his gaze, as if it had been a long time ago.

When the sword was slowly unsheathed, Yin Luohen thought: Something is really different today.

But what is the difference?

It's Ji Buhan's eyes that are different—it's a pity that Yin Luohen can't understand.

However, he has never understood Ji Buhan.

When the sword was unsheathed, it was very silent, which proved that Yin Luohen's hand was very steady.

He pointed the sword at Ji Buhan's neck jokingly, and then the tip of the sword slowly slid down to his heart. The tip of the sword was on his chest, but Ji Buhan's eyes never left Yin Luohen's face.

Yin Luohen felt a little uncomfortable, and asked with a smile: "What do you see me doing?"

"Because I hurt someone you care about, are you trying to kill me now?" This is the longest sentence Ji Buhan has ever said tonight.

Yin Luohen was stunned for a moment, and replied: "The things between you and Third Young Master Lin are all aboveboard, why should I hold grudges against you?"

"So you still care about him."

Ji Buhan took a sip of the wine jar.

——This is just a language trap.

Yin Luohen suddenly felt annoyed and funny, but he also knew that if the person he cared about was not Tian Jue, it would be impossible for him to answer that way directly—so this trap was actually just a hidden wisher who took the bait.

He held Duan Lu Sword in his hand, his posture looked amateurish, a bit nondescript and extremely weird. "You can think whatever you want, I really care about him."

"You like him." This is not a question, but a solid statement and affirmation.

Yin Luohen looked at him strangely for a long time, but didn't speak, as if he had acquiesced.

Ji Buhan slowly stretched out his hand, held the sword, and looked at the sword with ancient patterns.

Yin Luohen thought that he was going to take the sword back, so he let go of it, but he just let go of his fingers, and he realized that Ji Buhan was holding the sword and sending it to his heart!

This lunatic!

He widened his eyes and immediately grasped the hilt of Duanlu Sword, looking in shock at the dark mass that suddenly melted on Ji Buhan's chest.

He grasped the hilt of the sword very fast, and did not allow Ji Buhan to continue stabbing, otherwise - a generation of outstanding talents of the righteous way would die by suicide, it would be too...

Yin Luohen would be overwhelmed.

Ji Buhan let go of his hand, and there was a sharp stabbing pain in his chest. This depth didn't pierce his heart. After all, he just wanted pain.

"Don't worry, I won't die."

Yin Luohen looked at the depth of the sword tip, and for some unknown reason, a sudden burst of fire erupted, and he drew his sword directly, throwing the famous Duanxu sword off the roof and onto the bluestone slab in the courtyard.

At this moment, he was not a famous sword, but a sword that was discarded, even though it was not discarded by its owner.

"You're not going to die, but you're going crazy."

Yin Luohen didn't bother to pay attention to Ji Buhan's self-mutilation, sat beside him, and even pulled the hem of his clothes and sat under him, his expression was taken for granted and made people indignant.

Ji Buhan said, "Drink."

Then he handed the wine jar in his hand to Yin Luohen, Yin Luohen frowned in disgust, "When will the next martial arts leader become a drunkard?"

The next martial arts leader?It's something that hasn't been written yet.

Ji Buhan stretched out his hand, still holding the wine jar.

Yin Luohen recalled the wine jar from the previous night, which has always been a mystery to him, but he also knew that it might be a very taboo topic, so he didn't want to ask.But today, everything reminded him of what happened that night, and the atmosphere was very suitable for raising this question, so he asked: "What does the wine jar mean that day?"

Seeing that he didn't answer, Ji Buhan took a sip and said, "It's not interesting."

He didn't want to say it, so why did he force him to do something?

Yin Luohen looked at him for a long time, and thought for a long time. He grabbed the wine jar in his hand and stared at it for a long time, "The wine looks pretty good."

Then he tilted his neck and took a sip.

Ji Buhan's eyes were very calm, it was the sea in the middle of the night, even if the waves were rough, he couldn't see anything clearly under the cover of night.

Calm, the calm that can swallow everything up.

Yin Luohen drank several more gulps.

Seeing that the wine jar was about to be empty, Ji Buhan snatched it back with his hands: "A gentleman does not take away what others love, good wine, let's drink together."

He raised his head, drank the remaining wine in the jar, held the empty wine jar in one hand, looked at it for a long time, but raised his hand and threw it towards the Duanlu sword that fell on the bluestone board, and it was smashed in an instant.

Yin Luohen was a little dazed, and he blinked, "What are you doing?"

Ji Buhan sat on the roof, the night wind was cold, and when it blew, people's eyes seemed to cool down.

He sat beside Yin Luohen for a long time, then stood up.

Yin Luohen also stood up, because he was sitting on Ji Buhan's sleeves, and Ji Buhan couldn't stand up unless he stood up.

Ji Buhan didn't look at him, and stretched out his hand towards the Duanxu sword below, with the strength in his palm, the Duanxu sword returned to his palm as if it had a spirituality.

He had discarded these before, but in the end he still couldn't let go of them like Duan Duan Jian.

It's just that there are some things that you don't want to discard, but you must discard.

Judging falsehoods, when can we really judge falsehoods?

Ji Buhan disappeared too quickly, and disappeared in an instant.

Yin Luohen also sat on the spot for a long time before flying down and standing beside the pile of fragments of wine jars, bent down to pick up a piece and looked at it carefully, but after looking for a long time, he didn't see any clues, so he threw it away casually. fell, went into the house.