I am not a good person

After being exposed, Zhao Zenian didn't blush and said, "This is the best, and I don't want to see the relationship between you and the pavilion master deteriorate."

Shi Jin got up and walked forward, reaching out to grab his shoulders: "Actually, I am very happy. Brother Zhao's loyalty to my brother is so good that I have nothing to say! Speaking of which, Brother Zhao, when did you come to Jing From the false court?"

Zhao Zenian was taken aback for a moment, and thought for a while: "The Pavilion Master and I got to know each other first, and then joined the Jingxu Pavilion."

Shi Jin tilted his head, looking curious.

Zhao Zenian pulled him to sit down, poured tea for him and passed it over: "I was persecuted many years ago, and it was the pavilion master who took me to Medicine King Valley for treatment. After waking up, I promised him that when I recovered , and serve him wholeheartedly.”

"So that's the case, no wonder, thank you for saving my life!"

The corner of Shi Jin's mouth twitched: "It's a pity, if I was the one who saved you back then, that would be great! I'll take you to Linshuijing, and accompany me to study and practice sword every day, or go out to play, such a life , couldn't be more comfortable!"

Zhao Zenian burst into laughter: "Second Young Master, how old were you then!"

Shi Jin thought about it for a while, and he was also happy: "That's right!"

Zhao Zenian lowered his head slightly and smiled lightly: "It's not just because of this, the pavilion master doesn't treat me as a subordinate. We are similar in age and can talk a lot. Seriously, we are friends."

Shi Jin's heart was shaken: "I will go through fire and water for my friend, and I will do anything!"

Then, leisurely said: "I really envy you, I don't have such friends."

Zhao Zenian smiled at him comfortingly: "There will be in the future."

On this day, Zhao Zenian went to the bamboo forest to teach Guo Hanqing how to practice swords, teaching Guo Hanqing was the responsibility of Jingxu Liuqi and six people, he stayed outside for a long time, this time he came back, he was embarrassed to ignore it.

Early in the morning, Guo Hanqing wore a white robe with a blue plaid border and a long sword in his hand, dancing a set of sword skills.

Zhao Zenian observed for a long time, only to feel that he hadn't seen him for four or five months, and the young owner had improved a lot, it seemed that he had put in a lot of painstaking efforts.

Seeing that Guo Hanqing was very focused and didn't notice his arrival, Zhao Zenian suddenly stabbed Guo Hanqing's armpit with a sword!

Guo Hanqing noticed it, turned his body to the left side, and slashed with a sword with his backhand. Zhao Zenian raised his sword to block, and then struck out with the index finger and middle finger of his left hand, hitting his chest!

Guo Hanqing stood still immediately, and the sword dropped to the ground. He wanted to be furious, but when he saw the face of the attacker, his throat was choked up, and he staggered and shouted: "Fourth, fourth master!"

Zhao Zenian moved his fingers again, unlocked his acupuncture points, hooked with his toes, grabbed the bounced sword into his hand, and threw it over.

Guo Hanqing caught it and cupped his hands: "Hi, fourth master..."

"I haven't seen you in months, your kung fu and vigilance have improved a lot."

"Thank you for your praise, Fourth Master. History still needs to continue to work hard to avenge your parents!"

Zhao Zeyou sighed: "Don't you feel tired thinking about revenge all day?"

Guo Hanqing lowered his head sadly: "But this is the reason and motivation for me to practice hard and live desperately!"

Zhao Zenian reached out and patted him on the shoulder twice, agreeing: "That's good, it's a good thing for people to have motivation and goals, and they can live a fulfilling life."

After the two had a conversation, Zhao Zenian specially encouraged him, and accompanied Guo Hanqing to re-practice the few sets of swordsmanship he had learned, and fought several rounds before stopping to rest.

After a while, Pu Ze appeared out of nowhere, with a habitually tricky tone, especially when Zhao Zenian was present: "Long time no see, Fourth Master! I thought you weren't planning to come back!"

Zhao Zenian didn't pay much attention to it, and with his sword in his hand, he slashed back and forth at the broken piece of bamboo on the ground.

Pu Ze was in a hurry: "I'm talking to you, did you hear me?"

"Listen, are you done? You can continue talking before you finish."

Pu Ze really hated Zhao Zenian's indifferent and indifferent attitude. He punched the cotton with his fist and never bounced it back. It was meaningless at all.

Turning his eyes, the topic suddenly changed: "Our fourth master has great abilities. He can control the pavilion master and win the favor of the second young master. I really admire and admire him!"

Zhao Zenian looked up at him: "Are you jealous?"

Pu Ze was blocked for a while, his face was flushed, and his voice suddenly became high: "You, what are you talking about?! My Sixth Young Master will be jealous of you, I can have whatever I want, how can I be jealous of you?!"

"Then what is your sour tone?" Zhao Zenian stepped forward: "What do you care about?"

Pu Ze stared at him angrily, but couldn't think of a word of rebuttal.

When Zhao Zenian left with his sword in hand, Guo Hanqing went to the place where he had just split the bamboo, looked at it, and couldn't help but let out a "huh" in surprise.

Pu Ze heard it, and followed curiously: "What are you looking at?"

Guo Hanqing pointed to a bamboo in front of him, hesitant to speak.

Pu Ze narrowed his eyes and stared at it. There was a thin bamboo thorn inserted into the thick bamboo, which looked like it had been cut out by a sharp weapon.

Of course, the bamboo thorns were not inserted there for no reason, they were used to fix a leaf on it, and the word "Pu Ze" was drawn on the leaf with the tip of the sword.

A piece of bamboo leaf with the word "Pu Ze" written on it is nailed to the bamboo by bamboo thorns, which is no different in meaning from the needles inserted into the body of a witchcraft doll.

So Pu Ze got annoyed again, and raised his voice in the forest: "Ahh! Zhao Zenian! I'm going to kill you!"

That night, Yang Zhidao assembled the six knights of Jingxu in Guanshui Hall and announced a new mission, and this mission required everyone to be impulsive, including Yang Zhidao himself.

More than half a month later.

Gao Yulin ran wildly in the sparsely wooded forest, leaving a line of blood everywhere he walked.

After running out of the forest, a relatively wide river lay in front of him, with several irregular rocks protruding from the surface of the water. Gao Yulin took a sharp breath, stepped on the rocks and flew to the opposite bank.

A dozen people from the rivers and lakes in various costumes quickly rushed out of the forest and looked at him across the bank.

Gao Yulin didn't dare to stand still, just took a look, and then continued to run forward without looking back.

The dozen or so people from the rivers and lakes were also experts in the rivers and lakes, and they rushed across the river like black swallows, and the distance between the two sides gradually shortened.

Along the way, Gao Yulin ran through the woods and across the river, ran wildly across the wild grass and fields, and crossed several official roads sideways, but he still didn't get rid of this group of people.

As a last resort, he had no choice but to take out a signal flare from his clothes, and in an instant, a larger black-yellow firework bloomed in the air.

Before he fled, he sent a signal into the air to inform his people, but until now he has not seen a letter.

But it's not surprising, the outside of Jingxu Pavilion has been unstable recently, many things have piled up together, and there is a shortage of manpower.

Seeing the disappearing fireworks, the dozen or so people in the world looked at each other, and one of them said: "No, this person is asking for help. I'm afraid his companion will come over soon!"

The other person raised his eyebrows coldly: "Then why are you procrastinating? Why don't you hurry up and stop him!"

The distance is getting closer and closer, these ten or so people think that they are determined to win, and they can't help being proud, shouting loudly: "The one in front, don't run away! We are bound to win the Lianyun brocade belt!"

Gao Yulin frowned, and kept moving.

He managed to get this even cloud brocade belt, and before he could be happy, he was targeted by these ten or so people, who deliberately concealed it but did not deceive him, and he was chased for three days and two nights.

Now that the internal strength and physical strength are weak, the feeling of limp limbs is getting stronger and stronger. I'm afraid I won't last long before I will fall down!

Gao Yulin thought habitually as he ran. Recently, it seemed that someone deliberately targeted Jingxu Pavilion. Several sub-forums were in trouble, and even some hidden stakes exposed their identities inexplicably, and they died before they could ask for help.

Yang Zhidao couldn't get rid of his troubles, and Shi Feishi, the owner of the pavilion, was always lazy, so he was forced to come forward to deal with it during this time.

For example, in this mission, both the person who placed the order and those who received the order deliberately kept a low profile, but some people with bad intentions deliberately publicized it, causing turmoil in the entire world.

Now he will face such a situation, being chased and intercepted by a group of people who will not give up if they do not achieve their goals!

After reaching the limit, Gao Yulin's speed completely slowed down, and in a blink of an eye, he was caught up and surrounded by that group of people.

The leader was a big bearded man wearing a half-arm bunt, and his smile was extremely wretched. For a person like Gao Yulin who is good at patience, he would feel like vomiting just by looking at it.

Profusely sweating his stomach: "Run, why don't you run?"

The other is a short, gray-haired old man in his fifties with gathered forehead wrinkles, his eyes are shining brightly, and he speaks with a smile: "Young man, you gave us a hard time chasing after you! Finally, we can't run anymore. Right? If you want to live, hand over the Lian Yunjin belt!"

The others shouted together: "Hand it over! Hand it over..."

Gao Yulin's legs were weakening, a wound on his arm had congealed, and the blood had dried and started to turn dark. He didn't want to speak at all, and was anxiously thinking about countermeasures.

The bearded man frowned: "Why are you talking so much nonsense to him? Come on!"

A group of people stepped forward to besiege at the same time, no matter how good Gao Yulin is, his two fists are no match for four hands. If he focuses on the front, he cannot take care of the back, and if he focuses on the left, he will inevitably ignore the right. There were several wounds on each of the right arms, and blood gurgled and dripped to the ground.

The wind blew, and the bloody smell was blown away.

Blood energy can often arouse the excitement and greed in the blood of a person. The greed and viciousness in the eyes of that group of people are comparable to evil spirits crawling out of hell.

Gao Yulin could neither move forward nor retreat, thinking that today he might have to hand over his life here.I was depressed, and a burst of cheerful laughter came.

Everyone turned their heads in surprise, only to see a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy in brocade clothes walking leisurely, with a beautiful smile on his face.

The big bearded man asked vigilantly, "Who are you?"

The boy replied: "Passing by..."

The bearded man didn't believe it, most of the people who appeared here at this time were trying to grab Lian Yunjin's belt from them.