I am the only one in the world who is not afraid of villains [Transmigration Book]

Mu Linjiang sat in the void, leaned his head on the back of the chair, and did not move for a long time.

It was eye-opening when he first spied on Ye Yunzhou's memory, but it has become a heavy burden now.

Mu Linjiang sighed for Ye Yunzhou's past, but whether he felt pity for Ye Yunzhou's unkindness, or regretted that he still went to extremes when he had a better choice, Mu Linjiang couldn't tell, but after thinking about it, if Ye Yunzhou is really as happy as he said, and he got his wish, who can judge right from wrong for him in private?I can only sigh that it's a trick of good fortune.

He waited for his emotions to calm down, and had fun thinking about the fortune teller before forcing Ye Yunzhou to tell the truth to arouse Ye Yunzhou's murderous intent. He read a bunch of memories, and Ye Yunzhou was probably so angry that he wanted to tear him apart.

Mu Linjiang shook his head and picked up a slightly peaceful light group. This light group does not require much spiritual power. Mu Linjiang thinks it should be suitable for him to change his mood. After all, Ye Yunzhou should also have a happy time without killing people and stealing goods.

There was a flash of light in front of the eyes, and then it suddenly went dark. The rough red brick wall was full of flames and shadows, and hung with various instruments of torture.

Mu Linjiang was startled suddenly, turned around and saw that the boy in white clothes tied up in the middle of the dark room was Ye Yunzhou.

Ye Yunzhou lowered his head and stared blankly, bored, his clothes were wrinkled by the ropes, but there was no sign of being tortured, Mu Linjiang walked around the torture frame before he heaved a sigh of relief, and laughed at him for losing his hand and capsizing the boat.

At this moment, the chain of the door was cut off by a sword from outside the door. Two rows of well-trained cultivators in the same uniform broke into the door at the same time. They moved quickly against the wall and held their swords vigilantly. teenagers, one of whom gestured towards the corridor.

Mu Linjiang thought that Ye Yunzhou had fallen into the clutches of some evil organization, and he should be delighted to see the Law Enforcement Hall come to rescue him, but Ye Yunzhou frowned and pursed his lips in annoyance, and secretly rolled his eyes.

"Little brother, are you okay?"

In the corridor came two reinforcements who were not dressed as law enforcement officers, one old and one young, the old man was kind and kind. First, he checked Ye Yunzhou's pulse to confirm that his spiritual power was sealed, and then he cut the rope and let him down.

Ye Yunzhou's eyes flickered, and he grabbed the old man's sleeve and said excitedly: "Are you a prisoner? I am not with them. They snatched my sword and Qiankun bag and threatened me to join in stopping or kill me!" I'll silence you, save this junior!"

The old man patted Ye Yunzhou's hand to comfort him, then turned his head to the captives and the young men who followed him and said, "Keep searching, the gangsters in this village are coming out in full force, there must be a big move, don't let go of any clues."

"Have those gangsters left?" Ye Yunzhou seemed to have lingering fear, and slowly sat down, "My lord, if I let them escape, I'm afraid they will retaliate against me."

"Don't worry, little brother, we are here to wipe out all the gangsters in Shenshui Village." The old man said softly, "Besides, this old man is not a prisoner, but the old man is a cableman, and he is the master of the Songhe Mountain Gate. The sword cultivator following the old man is the old man's apprentice Du Liangfeng, if you slip through the net in this battle, you can go to the old man's sect to avoid the disaster temporarily."

"Thank you senior, the younger generation will feel at ease." Ye Yunzhou hurriedly cupped his hands in thanks.

Asking the Taoist to ask: "Little brother, where did you learn from and where do you live? After all the dangers here are eliminated, the old man will send you to the law enforcement hall. If your belongings are seized, you can get them back after registering."

"The younger generation, An Yizhi, is a teacher of the Luzhou Xianyin Sect. He has no father or mother. It's just that the Xianyin Sect was not well managed half a year ago. My husband and all the senior brothers have gone their separate ways. Now I'm a casual cultivator, earning a living by doing part-time jobs and receiving rewards. "Ye Yunzhou gave a fake name casually, lowered his head, and said in a dejected tone, "I have all my belongings in the Qiankun bag. If I can't get it back, I can't afford to buy a sword. I...I really don't know what to do in the future."

Asking the Taoist to show his face: "Son, how old are you this year?"

"Sixteen." Ye Yunzhou said sourly.

Taoist Qiusuo pondered for a moment, but suddenly pointed out: "You said you barely survived, but your clothes are worth a lot in the eyes of this old man. My child, only by telling the truth can the Law Enforcement Hall help you."

Ye Yunzhou was taken aback for a moment, then slowly raised his head, looked at Taoist Qiusuo cautiously, biting the corner of his lips and blushing.

"Could it be that you are the young master who ran away from some family? Don't worry, if you really don't want to go home, the old man will not force you after ensuring your safety." Taoist Qiusuo relaxed his attitude and said with a smile, "Just treat the old man as an ordinary Old man, talk to this old man."

Mu Linjiang leaned on the crossbar of the torture rack, inexplicably gloating a little, thinking that you also have today, and if your lies are exposed, it depends on how you deal with it.

Ye Yunzhou clutched the corner of his clothes, his eyes were red with grievance and depression, he lowered his head deeply, and whispered in a very small voice: "I'm afraid that if I say it, you will look down on me."

"How could it be? The old man is already two hundred years old. I haven't seen anything before." The Taoist begged and patted Ye Yunzhou on the back lightly.

This was originally a normal comfort, but Ye Yunzhou trembled suddenly, hugged himself and cried: "My original clothes were torn by that bastard of the village owner. I was tied here in a fit of rage because I refused to follow suit, and if he hadn’t received some urgent news to go out suddenly, I would be doomed to die now!”

The Taoist seeking the rope couldn't help being stunned, he had always suspected that the gangsters in Shenshui Village were brutal and cruel, why the young man in the execution room was unscathed, if it was such an obscene purpose, then it would make sense.

Mu Linjiang's expression became weird, and he suddenly realized that he knew that he had been fooled just by looking at Taoist Qiusuo's face. The truth can arouse the guilt and pity of those who seek Taoism.

To be able to eliminate his suspicions in a short period of time is really... very scheming.

Mu Linjiang couldn't help but clicked his tongue twice, remembering that he deliberately spread rumors at the beginning, making people think that Ye Yunzhou had something to do with him, but Ye Yunzhou resisted very much. Looking at Ye Yunzhou's nonsense in the past, he felt a little unbalanced.

"Hey, don't cry, child. We should condemn the perpetrators, and let the perpetrators pay the price. You are innocent. You must not belittle yourself because of this." Taoist Qiusuo solemnly promised, "I will definitely make the decision for you."

"Thank you senior...can you let me stay by myself for a while? You can also help your disciple. Shenshuizhai has many traps, so don't let him get hurt." Ye Yunzhou rubbed his eyes and said softly.

Mu Linjiang shivered uncomfortably. Ye Yunzhou didn't wear a mask. Not long ago, he looked at this innocent face with a crazy laugh. Hearing this now, he felt artificial and awkward.

Begging Taoist nodded in understanding, unlocked the sealed spiritual power for him, he had searched the way when he came, and he was relieved, so he left the sound transmission talisman to calm himself down, and contact him again if there is something to do.

Ye Yunzhou stood up, and after confirming that the cableman had gone far away, he quickly untied the hair tie, cut off the fabric with a swipe of his fingertips, pulled out another sound transmission symbol from the middle of the hair tie, and said directly after launching it: "The plan has changed, sinking into the water There must be a secret operation of the Law Enforcement Hall in the village. When the owner of the village enters the mountain, you will blow them up with the treasure, leaving no one alive! The Law Enforcement Hall is now blocking the water around Shenshui Village. , It will be troublesome to confess my origin."

There was a moment of silence on the other side of the sound transmission talisman, and a few laughter came: "Master Military Advisor, this is your miscalculation."

"Lord, what you should be concerned about now is how determined the law enforcement hall is to eliminate the dark forces in the seven cities of the Northern Territory. This is probably just the beginning." Ye Yunzhou said in a deep voice, "Let's restrain our actions for the time being, and the business in the black market Also be careful to screen out the guests, let the rest of the dead street organizations take this blow, and also explore the bottom line of the law enforcement hall for us."

"Well, I'll do as you said, and I'll save you myself after I deal with Shenshui Village." The other side stopped joking and said seriously.

Ye Yunzhou snorted softly: "No, I have other plans if you take people back to Mimenglou."

"What's the plan? Do you want to go undercover in the Law Enforcement Hall?" The opposite party felt very nervous, "Master Military Advisor, can you think of some safety ideas?"

"It's not the law enforcement hall, don't worry." Ye Yunzhou glanced at the door meaningfully, "You still remember the information we received, three of the ten famous swords on Hongmeng Island are missing, and one of them may be located. "

"It seems to be a little-known sect...Songhe Mountain? But this news is not credible. I secretly sent people up the mountain to spy on it. It is just a poor place. It is barely enough to raise a few apprentices. There is no magic sword."

"Don't just look at the surface of everything. This siege is led by the leader of Songhe Mountain Sect. This is my plan."

The surrounding scene gradually distorted, Mu Linjiang closed his eyes skillfully, thinking about the names Ye Yunzhou mentioned.

The Seven Cities of the Northern Territory, Dead Street, Mimenglou.

To this day, Dead Street is still an uncontrolled alliance of evil forces in the extreme north of Hongmeng Island. Even the island owner can't move, so he can only turn a blind eye. It ended in failure, but Mu Linjiang was unavoidably surprised that Ye Yunzhou had joined Mimenglou's military adviser at the age of 16, and even the landlord obeyed his advice.

Mu Linjiang didn't know if the current host was still Ye Yunzhou's boss back then. He became more and more curious about what happened after that, and picked another light to sink into his consciousness.

There was a burst of laughter from all around, the voice was young and full of energy, which made Mu Linjiang relax a bit. After the scene settled down, he saw a martial arts arena where several young men and women were fighting swords in pairs, and some were seriously practicing moves. , and some sat down to rest.

Ye Yunzhou was sitting on the low fence at the edge of the martial arts arena, writing something with a pen.

"Junior brother, don't be too busy doing those boring essay tests all the time, come and show off some tricks to your senior brother." Du Liangfeng had just won a junior, and seeing Ye Yunzhou always slipping away, he took the initiative to greet him with a smile.

"But there is an exam the day after tomorrow, if I fail the exam, I will definitely be disgusted by my husband." Ye Yunzhou closed his book and put away his brush, sighing worriedly, "I have only been here for three months, the first exam must make a good impression on my husband. "

"Don't worry, I'm always disliked by my husband, but for us sword cultivators, as long as we practice the sword well, it's more useful than anything else." Du Liangfeng said carelessly.

Ye Yunzhou laughed twice, and blinked desperately to point Du Liangfeng behind him. Du Liangfeng still didn't understand, and continued: "Master and I went out to do errands, and I didn't see anyone who was useful. If you have time to memorize, it's better to practice swordsmanship diligently. Two months will be the Hongmeng Island Contest, and I must show my skills at the meeting to win glory for Master and Songheshan!"

"Hmph, since you think it's useless, then go practice your sword, and don't come to class in the future." The teacher stood behind Du Liangfeng with a cold face. When he looked at Ye Yunzhou, he immediately became amiable, "Yizhi, you are a good seedling, but don't be like your senior brother who is stubborn and ignorant of repentance, but there is no need to be cautious, just take Songhe Mountain as your hometown."

"Well, thank you sir, the senior brother just complained about being tired from practicing swords for a while, please forgive him." Ye Yunzhou got up and bowed, and quietly signaled Du Liangfeng from the corner of his eye, telling him to make an apology as well.

Du Liangfeng lowered his head vaguely, accepted the punishment, and waited for the master to walk away before he breathed a sigh of relief and said in a low voice: "It's useless in the first place, and there is no essay test in the competition. Only I can participate in Songhe Mountain. Of course I keep it up……"

"Brother, let me practice swords with you." Ye Yunzhou melted his sword and said with a smile, "I think you guys seem to be studying moves."

"Well, master left a style, let us find a way to break it." Du Liangfeng was a little excited when he talked about sword practice, "but senior brother didn't think of it, and purely practicing sword moves can't use spiritual power. If we want to break master's sword moves, we should It's too early, haha."

Ye Yunzhou nodded, and walked to the martial arts arena with Du Liangfeng, jokingly said: "Senior brother, master must know your strength, you should think about it carefully, otherwise the old man will come to check and accept at night, and he will think you are lazy."

Du Liangfeng's expression froze for a moment, remembering that the master had spent more time instructing Ye Yunzhou recently, a trace of secret jealousy surfaced in his eyes, he drew his sword and said seriously: "Junior brother, be careful, I won't hold back."

Mu Linjiang sat watching from the position before Ye Yunzhou left. Du Liangfeng had just stepped into the golden core, and Ye Yunzhou was still building his foundation. He didn't fight for spiritual power but in terms of moves, Du Liangfeng had no absolute chance of winning.

The brothers and sisters around all stopped to practice and watched one after another. The two of them passed dozens of moves. Ye Yunzhou walked nimbly. , frequently looking at the surrounding juniors and sisters.

He heard someone whispering, saying that the junior brother has never competed with the senior brother, and he didn't expect the junior brother to be so strong, who do you think will win?

Some people say that of course it is the senior brother, none of us can beat the senior senior brother, and the junior junior brother has only been on the mountain for three months, how can he win.

Du Liangfeng took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "Your younger brother, look after me, the next step is the move taught by Master."

Everyone held their breaths and focused, and after a burst of fine golden iron clanging, there was an unexpected scene.

Du Liangfeng's sword was held by Ye Yunzhou, and it was pressed from the position where it should have fallen on the throat to his chest, but his sword was pointing directly at the vital point of Du Liangfeng's throat.

"Brother, does this count as a cracking move? I just suddenly thought that offense is the best defense. If I also use the same move, I might have a chance to win." Ye Yunzhou blinked, and then let go with a hiss. Hand, blowing the palm that was scratched by the sword, "...I didn't expect the injury to be so painful, I will be fine if I don't win."

The fellow practitioners onlookers burst into heartfelt applause, and went over to pull Ye Yunzhou's hand to see his injury. A little girl exclaimed bluntly: "Little brother, you were busy copying books in the morning and didn't come to the martial arts arena. You only competed with your brother!" Did you just learn it directly? We barely mastered it after a whole morning of practice."

"I'm not so smart. Actually, I saw it a few times when you were practicing." Ye Yunzhou lowered his head humbly, "Sorry, I have to go back and get some medicine and bandage. See you in the afternoon."

He left surrounded by people who were either admiring or surprised. Du Liangfeng held his sword tightly, and his throat seemed to still have the coldness of that moment.

After Ye Yunzhou turned around, he became uninterested. He left the martial arts arena, shook his hands casually, and snorted boredly: "Senior brother, senior brother, can you give me a little surprise?"

Du Liangfeng didn't come for the afternoon classwork, and the husband couldn't help but shook his head in disappointment. He begged the Taoist to find Ye Yunzhou after school was over in the afternoon, looked at his wrapped hands, and said with concern: "I heard that you were injured in the martial arts competition with Liangfeng? It's okay." Well, this kid Liangfeng is really serious, he doesn't do anything lightly or seriously, by the way, didn't he come to class?"

"It's just a small injury. I was too aggressive. My senior brother wants to practice swords and participate in the competition, so he will inevitably neglect his homework. Please don't blame him, Master." Ye Yunzhou quickly helped Du Liangfeng speak, "Master, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Hey, I'm still impetuous... You should take your books back to the dormitory first, and then come to the viewing pavilion in the back mountain. I have something to tell you." Taoist Qiu seemed to make a decision after careful consideration.

"Well, I'll be there later." Ye Yunzhou nodded.

After the begging Taoist left, Ye Yunzhou counted the time, grabbed a brother who was going back, pulled him over and begged him: "Good brother, please do me a favor, the senior brother always cuts classes, I am a little angry at what the master said Now, go find him quickly and ask him to apologize to Master at the Observation Pavilion on the back mountain."

After hearing this, the senior brother did not doubt that there was him, so he hurried to the martial arts arena.

When Ye Yunzhou arrived at the back mountain, the Taoist seeker was waiting in the pavilion. He stepped up the steps, pretended to stumble, quietly hid a piece of talisman paper in the bushes, walked into the pavilion and cupped his hands, saying: "The disciple has seen the master."

"Sit down, Yizhi, you don't have to be so ignorant all the time, don't you think of Master as your own family?" Asking Taoist to pour him a cup of tea, "Yizhi, you also know the rules of the competition. Each school and faction can only allow Golden Core Sword Cultivators under the age of 20 to participate. To be honest, Flying Star Sect has talked with me several times recently, and they want to buy the Songhe Mountain area as a base for practicing formations. Although I refuse, but The Flying Star Sect is so powerful, I'm afraid it will use all means, and I really don't know why he has his eyes on this mountain."

"This... Master is saying, if we can't achieve results or even win titles in the competition, and get the protection of the big sect, we won't be able to keep our territory?" Ye Yunzhou was surprised, "But the brother is very strong, there should be hope .”

Taoist Qiusuo said with a wry smile: "He may be able to compete with young talents from other sects in strength, but he is impetuous and eager for success, and is easily affected by the environment. If I tell him the truth and make him more stressed, I am afraid it will be even more difficult for him to succeed at the meeting." win."

The bushes on the steps behind him swayed, a gust of wind blew past, and the rustling sound was a bit lonely.

Ye Yunzhou turned his head quietly, and frowned again: "Then don't tell the brother, let him concentrate on practicing in closed doors."

Taoist Begging Suo closed his eyes helplessly, his temples became white, he hesitated for a while before he said: "Actually, your aptitude is far better than your senior brother, you are also modest and studious, alert and calm, I prefer to let you participate in the competition."

Ye Yunzhou was taken aback, and quickly refused: "No, no, don't say I was the one who established the foundation. Since you asked the senior to sign up, and suddenly replaced me, it would be too unfair to the senior, I can't agree."

"I'm sure I saw the right person." Qiusuo Daoist opened his eyes and showed a sliver of appreciation, "I am the master of the sect, and I have to be responsible to the dozens of disciples on Songhe Mountain. With the style of the Flying Star Gate, I will forcefully drive us away at a low price. You and Brothers and sisters will only be able to sleep in the wilderness."

"I'm not afraid of hardships. As long as I can follow Master, it doesn't matter where I live. I believe my brothers are the same as me." Ye Yunzhou looked sad and lowered his head, "I don't want to take away my brother's honor."

"Son, don't think so, Master is sorry for him." Taoist Qiusuo blushed bitterly, "It's all because Master is incompetent!"

"It's not Master's fault! Master has saved my life, and I am willing to do anything for you." Ye Yunzhou hurriedly said, "You want me to participate in the competition, but my cultivation is not enough."

"My master once left me a sword." Taoist Qiusuo said with a serious expression, "I don't know whether this sword should be shown in the world. If it causes a bloody storm, it will go against my original intention, but if you have this sword, The cultivation base will definitely be able to step into the Golden Core."

"Then why didn't the master give the sword to the brother? Wouldn't it increase the chances of winning?" Ye Yunzhou asked.

"The power of this sword is unfathomable. I'm afraid that his mood will be unstable and he will suffer from it instead." Taoist Qiusuo hesitated.

After Ye Yunzhou pondered, he compromised and said: "Master, it seems that this is the only way now, how about this, give brother another month, if you think brother is qualified to get this sword after one month, then let him participate in the meeting, If you still insist on letting me participate, then you don't need to ask, I will propose a duel with the senior brother, and the winner will participate."

When he stepped out of the gazebo, he took back the breath-blocking talisman. Du Liangfeng listened to the whole process without saying a word, and then he will be able to perform a good show.

The memory ended when Ye Yunzhou briskly descended the mountain with his hands behind his back, Mu Linjiang was a little bit unsatisfied, and was even more curious about the name of the sword that made the Taoist seeker to be cautious.

He leisurely guessed whether it was Chang Xi, but Xiao Chuan didn't seem to be from Hongmeng Island, so it was a little too early to guess.

He couldn't hold back, and spent time looking at two not so important memories. They were all Ye Yunzhou pretending to be a student, practicing sword with his senior brother, deliberately releasing water, doing questions for his senior brother, and handing his brother the answers for the exam... It's not worth admiring, but look at it It does look like a good student without principles.

Mu Linjiang felt a little sick to his stomach, and finally gave up those trivial little spots of light, and came across a shining ball of light.

It is the martial arts field of Songhe Mountain again.

Ye Yunzhou and Du Liangfeng stood with swords in their hands, no more than three feet apart.

Ye Yunzhou turned his head to the benevolent but full of embarrassment seeking Taoist said: "Master, please avoid it first, I don't think you want to see us fighting each other. When the time comes, the result will naturally be decided, and the winner will be eligible to participate in the competition." General Assembly."

The begging Taoist sighed deeply, turned and left.

Du Liangfeng's eyes were full of jealousy, and he drew out his sword little by little: "Junior brother, the winner can only be me, and I can represent Songhe Mountain. You have only been a beginner for a few months, so you are too ignorant."

With a calm expression, Ye Yunzhou drew his sword and raised his hand: "Stop talking nonsense, do you also want to rely on your qualifications to win in the competition?"

"An Yizhi! You are asking for your own death today! You stole my honor, you deliberately let me get the first place in the exam, and the questions you wrote for me were better than mine! How long will you humiliate me!" Du Liangfeng finally changed his face. Ferocious, furious, he rushed forward, his attack was a killer move, Ye Yunzhou blocked a few moves, and at the same time as Du Liangfeng made a move to stab his throat, he also used the previous cracking move to press down the sword blade, But this sword is full of spiritual power and momentum, and the blade directly passes through the shoulder blade and emerges from the back.

At the same time, Ye Yunzhou's sword was deflected and stopped at the side of Du Liangfeng's neck, and then he let go, letting the sword fall to the ground.

Du Liangfeng was taken aback, warm blood splashed on his face, he closed his eyes, feeling a little dazed, as if he had tasted scorching blood for the first time.

"Senior brother... I'm sorry, I didn't mean that." Ye Yunzhou shook, and burst into tears, "I just want to help you, I don't have a family, senior brother and master are my family... I don't know what to do, I Wrong, I admit my mistake, senior brother, don’t be angry with me, okay... cough cough!"

Du Liangfeng stared blankly at Ye Yunzhou's unsteady standing, he subconsciously supported him, and touched a piece of sticky blood with trembling hands.

"I wanted to admit defeat on purpose, I want you to participate in the competition, brother, forgive me..." Ye Yunzhou lay in his arms, his face turned pale quickly, and his tone became weaker and weaker, "I don't blame you, You have to forgive yourself too? You will always be my senior..."

"Master, junior brother, little junior brother?" Du Liangfeng's teeth chattered, not daring to take away Ye Yunzhou's breath, he hurriedly pulled his hands up and nearly fell down several times, covering his face and crying bitterly, "It wasn't me...I didn't kill it, I didn't kill anyone! I didn't kill you! I was right!"

He yelled as if he was collapsing, and the Taoist was shocked and disappointed when he saw this. Du Liangfeng spoke incoherently, so the Taoist had to take Ye Yunzhou away.

The surroundings of Mu Linjiang gradually fell into darkness. Ye Yunzhou was seriously injured and unconscious.

Mu Linjiang said in his heart that if Ye Yunzhou had the slightest memory, he should know that it is easy to lose his life by playing with people's hearts for fun, and he should reflect on his mistakes in time, but when he saw Ye Yunzhou opened his eyes in the bedroom, he knew that Ye Yunzhou really had no memory. And moral depravity and human nature distortion.

Ye Yunzhou grabbed the quilt hoarsely and said, "How is senior brother? Master, please don't blame him!"

"Hey, you...what do you want me to say." Taoist Qiusuo slapped the table angrily, "How did he know about my arrangement? Forget it, I've made him take the tranquilizing medicine and imprisoned him for the time being. , you are seriously injured, I will give you the sword now, it can help you heal your wounds."

"Master! Is it time to talk about swords?" Ye Yunzhou struggled to get up, "It's all my fault for letting me see senior brother."

"Lie down!" the Taoist seeker scolded, and raised his hand to melt a sword wrapped in talisman paper, which was still on the bed, and the lines in the corners of his eyes seemed to have changed a lot, "Be obedient, when you recover from your injuries, I will let you see him , you rest first, I will decoct the medicine."

Ye Yunzhou watched the cableman go out, sat up on the bed, took a deep breath, and laughed softly.

"Hey, it's meaningless, there's no gain. You really want to kill me. The fun you expected is not enough." Ye Yunzhou licked his dry lips, and wiped some blood on the sword with his fingertips, "Oh, Alas! Alas! Aren’t there any unswerving and good people in this world? Hmm... If I told the seeker that everything was my plan, he would probably collapse too... Forget it, it’s pointless to torture simple people.”

The talisman paper on the sword was lifted layer by layer, and after a burst of clear spiritual power swayed away, the original appearance of the sword was revealed.

Mu Linjiang was a little surprised, the texture on the scabbard, the gems, the familiar smell, this sword was actually Chang Xi.

Ye Yunzhou was about to draw out his sword, when a floating shadow emerged from the sword, slowly gathering into a human form.

"Sword Spirit?" Ye Yunzhou raised his head, this time it was completely unexpected.

"Chang Xi." Sword Spirit's voice was ethereal and beautiful, watching him silently, "You are injured."

"Chang Xi, I am your master now." Ye Yunzhou asked enthusiastically.

"Let's forget it." Sword Spirit said coldly.

"Then call me master?" Ye Yunzhou rubbed his fists and his eyes lit up.

The sword spirit said displeased: "Hmph, you should call me senior."

"It's not a loss to change a master for a senior." Ye Yunzhou said with a smile.

"Arrogant boy, your strength is far from enough to control Chang Xi. If you try to use this sword forcefully, your own cultivation will not improve." The sword spirit was proud.

"Then will I die of old age?" Ye Yunzhou asked again.

Sword Spirit said truthfully: "With me here, no."

"Then there's nothing to say. Now, I'm leaving here...Let's have a competition in a month's time, so don't make my good master too sad." Ye Yunzhou moved out of bed a little bit, "Senior, you've fallen asleep so deeply For a long time, don’t you want to see the world turned upside down? I can be a tour guide for seniors.”

"I can leave by myself." Sword Spirit looked towards the window.

"Well, it is true that I heard that a sword spirit with a high level of cultivation will not be bound by the body. Does the senior have money? Is he going to live a life where the sky is the bedding and the ground is the bed." Ye Yunzhou teased.

Sword Spirit couldn't help but remain silent.

"I can give all my belongings to seniors. Seniors can go wherever they want, and come back to me after the money is spent." Ye Yunzhou put on his clothes generously, took out a few silver tickets from his Qiankun bag and handed them to Sword Spirit, "Although money is not easy to earn these days, how can I let seniors worry about mundane things for such an expert who does not eat the fireworks of the world."

The sword spirit closed his eyes slightly, and instead of leaving on the spot, he escaped into the sword and disappeared.

Ye Yunzhou picked up Chang Xi, and his spirit was refreshed by a burst of sword intent, he was eager to find a place to try Chang Xijian's skills, when he went out and passed the kitchen, he smelled the smell of medicine and it was a bit mushy.

"Master?" Ye Yunzhou yelled outside the door, but he didn't answer. He pushed the door open and went in. He suddenly found that the Taoist seeker was leaning against the wall, dying.

He froze for a moment, not knowing why, hurriedly walked over in three steps at a time, begged the cableman, and grabbed his wrist to test his pulse, but it turned out that his meridians were damaged and he had no spiritual power.

"Yizhi...to be a teacher is not a good master." Taoist Qiusuo smiled bleakly, "It is because of the teacher's obsession with the square inch of Songhe Mountain that brought you to this point. It is not any of you's fault, it is the teacher's fault." wrong."

"You, you are confused!" Ye Yunzhou looked at the old face full of guilt, and suddenly felt oppressed in his heart. He thought irritably that he hadn't said anything, why should you apologize privately, he grabbed Taoist seeker by the collar He said angrily, "It's all your apprentice's own choice! I never forced him to do anything. He can point out that I deliberately lost him in the competition, or don't ask me to give him the answer, and he can prove to you that he can do it! I just let him His choice is because he let jealousy go to his head and strayed from the right path, you have nothing wrong, I don’t allow you to use up your spiritual power, I didn’t do anything to you, I don’t allow you to die!”

Taoist Qiusuo reacted for a while, looked at the sword in Ye Yunzhou's hand, his lips trembled, and said in disbelief: "You, did you come here for it?"

"That's right, everything is my arrangement, you regret it, you cut off your meridians early, and now you don't even have the ability to kill me." Ye Yunzhou loosened his collar and stood up, clutching his shoulders and coughing twice.

The begging Taoist stared at the void, remained silent for a while, and asked hoarsely, "Flying Star Gate?"

"I asked the sect master to put pressure on you." Ye Yunzhou said frankly.

"Ha... the old man is really old." Taoist Qiusuo smiled wryly, "You are so young, you have such a plan, why? Yizhi, can you finally tell the truth to Master?"

"I'm not An Yizhi, do you still want to hear the truth? Does it make sense?" Ye Yunzhou didn't understand the thinking of Taoist Suo Suo. He always claimed to be able to read people's hearts, but now he felt at a loss for the first time.

"It's meaningless to the old man, but to you, maybe there is." The Taoist begging lightly raised his finger and pointed to the ground, "Sit down and talk about it. Some things may feel better when you say them."

With a sullen face, Ye Yunzhou gritted his teeth: "I won't let you succeed. I have long since had no retreat, and I don't bother to retreat! Chang Xi, can you save him?"

The sword spirit emerged from the sword, nodded and said: "Yes."

"Then save him!" Ye Yunzhou roared angrily, "Songhe Mountain, it's unbearable! I will never set foot here again in this life!"

He twisted his body and slammed the door away, and he jumped on the sword until the blood stained his clothes before stopping, and he clenched his fist and smashed it on the tree trunk.

Ye Yunzhou stood in the woods for a while, his expression gradually calmed down, the sword spirit emerged from the sword, and said to him: "I have restored his skills."

Ye Yunzhou looked up at the broken light cast from the gaps in the leaves, and didn't return to him for a while.

The sword spirit said again: "I know what happened, you regret it."

"I don't regret it, I never regret it." Ye Yunzhou turned his head, "I just don't want to fail. What I want to see is Du Liangfeng's choice, and it has nothing to do with seeking Taoist priests."

"Where are you going next?" Sword Spirit asked.

"Back to the Dream Building." Ye Yunzhou said calmly, "I hate self-righteous good people, and Dead Street is more suitable for me."

The sword spirit nodded, and his figure became shallow.

"Senior." Ye Yunzhou suddenly stopped him, "Thank you."

After this memory dissipated, Mu Linjiang changed his legs on the throne. The fate of these two masters was not good. The real star is still friendly.

He rubbed his eyebrows, if Chang Xi's first master was Ye Yunzhou, then Ye Yunzhou's actual age might be far beyond his estimate.

The young man who has been called for so long, Mu Linjiang has a subtle feeling of being deceived, and a speculation that he does not want to believe has formed in his mind.

Xiao Chuan... Is it his real name or a fake name?

With the mentality of completing the work as soon as possible, Mu Linjiang went through a few light groups, and strangely began to feel relieved that Ye Yunzhou finally didn't have a good idea. The city lord has dismantled the plan to eliminate Dead Street from within. The power of Dead Street has been unparalleled for a while. Mimenglou has grown from a small pawn auction house to a scale that can compete with another killer organization and an old-fashioned casino in Dead Street. It took just ten years.

Until this time, Ye Yunzhou finally had a conflict with the landlord.

The landlord intends to seek stability, to gain a firm foothold in Dead Street and stop being radical, and to maintain the balance between Dead Street and Zhoucheng, but Ye Yunzhou wants to be the master of Dead Street.

Mu Linjiang thought that Ye Yunzhou was bound to usurp the throne, but after looking at the next memory, he was surprised that Ye Yunzhou just took away Mimenglou's annual income and a lot of magic weapons. Comprehension realm.

The boat encountered a storm on the way to the realm of cultivation, and the boatman deviated from the course and ran aground on a deserted and rocky beach.

Ye Yunzhou got off the boat, put on an disguise∫ mask, and his face turned into a mature man at will.

He went to the nearest town with his sword, and saw a gorgeously dressed cultivator holding a silk umbrella under the sun, which was even more mysterious, as if he was about to leave the city.

Ye Yunzhou stepped forward to meet him, and asked with a smile: "Brother, the boat that got off got lost in the storm, may I ask where this place is?"

The man tilted his head slightly, raised the umbrella a little, Ye Yunzhou's eyelashes trembled, and he held his breath unconsciously, the sun shining through the flowers of the silk umbrella