The villain is respected

After receiving Yu Jianhan's guarantee, Xie Chi became happy again. He flicked his fingertips, manipulated the star point transformation at will, and said with a smile: "Of course, I won't monopolize all of them. How about it? We get fifty-five cents of the money."

He raised his eyebrows and boasted: "Well, it's interesting enough!"

Yu Jianhan moved his eyes from his face to the sky, he was in a good mood, nodded slightly and said: "Okay, it's all according to the senior."

When some of the star points were gathered in front of him, Xie Chi began to worry again.

How do I dress this up...

You can't take your clothes around.

Just as he was thinking about it, an exquisite wooden box was handed to him. Xie Chi looked along that slender hand, but saw that Yu Jianhan seemed to have insight into everything, and was holding the box to look at him with a smile.

Could it be that Yu Jianzun is not practicing swords, but mind reading skills...

Xie Chi slandered, but he had no choice but to praise secretly, that person's helping hand was just right every time, not abrupt, but also extremely flattering.

Looking at the Three Realms, which sword cultivator would be as soft-tempered and kind-hearted as Yu Jianhan?With such a temper, I'm afraid that someone will help count the money after being sold.

Thinking of this, Xie Chi began to hate iron for steel again. He gritted his teeth and secretly made up his mind—his short-term goal has been achieved, and Master Jianzun must have a good memory, so that he will not be fooled and not know when he is deceived.

He hurriedly took over the wooden box and stuffed Fengyun grass into it, but couldn't hold back a "thank you", so he raised his chin and pretended to be arrogant: "Since you made another box, I will give you another share." Well, I am four and you are six."

"Okay." Yu Jianhan nodded in agreement.

Seeing him agreeing so lightly and never refuting, Xie Chi became even angrier, and he felt more and more that his plan must be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

Holding the box, he walked down the mountain with heavy steps, and at the same time he became more determined - he must make this soft bun into the most difficult and peerless stubble!

Yu Jianhan watched the figure in red go away, he turned his head, admiring the wind grass like fireflies all over the sky.

Like a dream, like thousands of stars from the Nine Heavens, pouring towards the wilderness.

Yu Jianhan stretched out his hands as if bewitched, those hands were not rough and callused like ordinary sword masters, but rather like the hands of a poet who was writing, slender and elegant, with well-defined joints.

A bit of breath rippling from the fingertips, bringing Feng Yuncao to float.

The star points that were originally avoiding him like snakes and scorpions converged extremely obediently, and gradually condensed into lines, and the lines outlined a three-dimensional appearance——

A lifelike spirit butterfly landed in his palm like this.

The tentacles trembled slightly, and the butterfly wings fluttered with the rhythm of breathing, but it was impossible to tell that it was a dead thing condensed by silver light.

His smile deepened and was extraordinarily gentle, but his hands were extraordinarily sharp and ruthless. He crushed the fluttering spirit butterfly in an instant, and watched the aura overflow from his fingers, like a dandelion suddenly blown away, fluttering. Floating leisurely into the depths of the Milky Way.

Beautiful things are so fragile.

Sword Master sighed slightly.

"What are you waiting for? The sun is about to set!" A voice of greeting came from behind, and Yu Jianhan slightly curled his lips.

"Here we come." He said softly, his tone was extremely gentle, like a lover's whisper, but one couldn't help but feel a chill creeping up the spine.

Right now, it's coming.

……

Xie Chi was walking down the mountain with his full box in his arms. He was in a good mood, with a smile on his brows and eyes, but he didn't notice at all——

After they left, the rain of flowers on Mingliang Mountain finally stopped, and the sky full of stars fell asleep under the flowers and leaves again, and everything seemed to have returned to the tranquility of the past.But something is different.

The sky was cloudless, but under the extremely colorful flowers, a shadow fell for no reason.

Like the light ink that fainted after knocking over the inkstone, it lurked and infiltrated in large areas. After capturing all the territory, it released strands of black air, entangled intimately, and spread to the flower stems.

Red and black are intertwined, like whispers between couples, but the next moment, the intimate person stabs out a ruthless sharp knife.

The black air directly tightened the stems and leaves, like a ruthless iron arm, mercilessly killing all its vitality.

In just a moment, the gorgeous flowers lost their color, and the delicate beauty suddenly withered and wrinkled.

The flame-like sea of ​​Canglan flowers on the top of Mingliang Mountain faded into yellowed dead branches in an instant, and turned into dust under the tearing of the mountain wind. The century-old Canglan has finally completed its mission.

After getting what he wanted, the shadow quietly left satiated, just like when it came, ignorant, without a trace, leaving behind a lifeless mess.

Such a big news, except for Xie Chi who is ignorant of the world, spread throughout the streets and alleys of the cultivation world the next day.In the teahouse and inn, everyone was whispering and gossiping.

"Did you know... all the Canglan flowers on Mingliang Mountain withered overnight." Qingpao Daoxiu tapped the table with his index finger, earnestly exchanging information with the people around him.

The man's eyes widened in astonishment: "Mt. Mingliang? Isn't that the place of Yu Jianzun? That person hates others setting foot on his territory the most. Since he defined Mingliang as the boundary more than 200 years ago, no one has dared to take it easy. To spy on... you don't want to die?"

The green-robed Taoist glanced at him, speechless all over his face: "As for what? How long has Yu Jianzun been in the Eastern Paradise, and you are still so afraid of him... Let me tell you this, it is rumored that Yu Jianzun went to the Eastern Paradise, except for his own sword Other than that, he didn't bring anything—how many good things have to be left behind by the majestic Sword Master of Nine Provinces!"

He took a sip of tea and continued to open up the wood in front of him: "As the saying goes, the tea is cold when people go away. The one who was there before, naturally no one dared to think about him, but now, his place is all covered They are under surveillance from outside."

"As for Mingliang Mountain, although everyone is afraid to enter, Yu Jian pretends to pass by many times, and can overlook the bottom at a glance. There is really no way to hide things. Except for the large piece of Canglan flowers planted by Yu Jianzun, there is nothing special , so no one cares."

The man was puzzled again: "Since no one cares, why was the vision discovered so quickly?"

The green-robed Taoist choked, but he didn't know whether he was really stupid or fake: "Although no one pays attention, there are still people who occasionally take a look in their spare time."

He was slightly embarrassed, and tried his best to bring back the topic of deviation: "This is not the point—"

"The point is, everything depends on its owner. The Canglan flowers all over the mountain withered overnight, does it mean that Yu Jianzun is already in the Eastern Wild Sea..." The green-robed Taoist sighed, but couldn't bear to say any more.

All the blue billows on Mingliang Mountain withered, perhaps it meant that something unexpected happened to that person.

Kyushu Sword Master Yu Jianhan resolutely entered the Eastern Paradise Sea after the heart demon abyss changed, and lit a lamp with his body.How can people be disrespectful and disrespectful with such righteousness?

The voice fell, and the person opposite fell silent.

After a while, he uttered the rumors he had heard: "No wonder, I heard that several cases have united and want to explore Zixun Mountain..."

"Purple Training Mountain?" This time it was the green robe Taoist's turn to say in shock, he lost his composure, "That is a forbidden place that must not be entered!"

The sudden reappearance of some past events made him shiver in the scorching sun at noon.

"That's right, because Yu Jianzun hid Zixun Mountain so well, so they should believe that there is some treasure in it." The man clenched his teacup tightly, gritted his teeth and said angrily, "A group of despicable villains, if Jianzun is still there, They will never return!"

There is no return.

"Yes, yes..." The green-robed Taoist agreed dryly. He lowered his face, pretending to be sipping tea, but concealed his pale complexion.

If Yu Jianzun was here, he found that Zixun Mountain had been broken into...

Thinking of the Mozong banquet where blood flowed like rivers that day, the green-robed Taoist raised his glass with slightly trembling hands, and a bone-chilling chill ran down his back.

It's terrible.

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"It's so dark in here."

"Ah."

"But don't be afraid, I'll show you the stars."

I saw that the man's slender hands seemed to be holding a faintly shining, beating heart.He opened his hand, and the galaxy in his palm overflowed, and countless star points hung upside down into the sky.

The brilliance is unmatched.

In just a moment, the boy's eyes were filled with stars, and he finally smiled slowly.

"So lovely."

The blood-stained teenager sighed softly.

"This is Fengyun Grass, but it's hard to find." The voice was a little proud, "It's beautiful!"

"Look!" The man smiled slyly, tapped his fingertips, and the stars merged into shining lines in the air, and the lines outlined fluttering spirit butterflies one after another.

The nimble silver butterfly condensed out a sea of ​​stars all over the sky, and the sea of ​​stars finally merged into the eyes of the young man.

Thousands of wind and grass are hidden, just for you to take a look at the stars in the dark night.

The author has something to say:

The dividing line at the end of the chapter is the story that happened in the past. Because it is related to the present, it is added in the form of fragments.In the end, they will be connected in series, and there is no need to write a lot of memories (I really don’t want to tell the story all over again, so I will intersperse it, which is convenient and simple *?(???)?*)