into delusion

Shen Yan also sighed long, and slightly straightened his body leaning on the tree trunk.Today's prodigal son has long since lost the suave, unrestrained appearance he had a few days ago.His face was frighteningly pale, even paler than the best silk paper in Zhifang, and there were two large black spots under his eye circles, which made him look pitiful, ridiculous, and terrifying.A layer of short stubble appeared on his chin, as if he hadn't taken care of his appearance for a while, the bun was barely tied behind his head, and the strands of black hair escaped from the restraint, hanging around his neck and behind his ears in embarrassment.

What's more terrible is the green robe he was wearing.The prodigal son is a person who likes to enjoy himself. He always chooses the softest fabric and the most appropriate cut for his clothes. Even if he fights with people for hundreds of rounds, the sleeves and corners of the clothes may not be stained.However, at this time, he was already dressed in rags, with half of his sleeves missing, and his back was covered with scratches and dirt. He didn't even want to be a vagabond, but instead looked like a poor scholar fleeing famine and dying.

In this embarrassment, only those eyes were still as agile as before, shining with dazzling brilliance just like the transparent short blade held in his palm.

"My mother-in-law is so dedicated, how can I be perfunctory."

Shen Yan spoke with a hoarse voice, as if he had not been able to eat and drink properly for a few days, revealing endless fatigue and burnout, but the smile on his lips still stubbornly refused to disappear, as if he was mocking the old woman in front of him , as if laughing at himself.

"I've been with you for so long, I lost two apprentices, a son, and such a good skirt. I'm tired and don't want to take another step."

The old woman's voice was not so pleasant, as if her throat had been eroded by poison, and her tone was not very intense, as if the dead apprentice and son were not as good as that crumpled indigo skirt.But what flickered in her eyes was a malice that was colder than a poisonous snake and more ferocious than a jackal, as if she could kill the person in front of her with just her eyes, and then feed his dead body to the poisonous insects in the house.

Hearing the old woman's words, Shen Yan sighed softly in his heart, he had been entangled with this nana woman for two full days, and in these two days, the strongest man in the rivers and lakes could almost collapse.Although he lasted for two days, he might not be able to last longer.

Aware of the hidden weakness of the man in front of her, the anaconda laughed strangely twice, lightly turned the wooden staff in her hand, and suddenly threw the tip of the staff at Shen Yan.In two days, if it were someone else, it would have been hundreds of bouts, but Shen Yan only fought against Anaconda twice, one time when he injured his left shoulder and could no longer use his entire arm, and the second time The second is that the poison enters the bone and hurts the lungs.His martial arts may not be inferior to that of Anaconda, but if he is controlled by others, his victory will be turned into nothingness.

However, Shen Yan did not stand still, he raised the tip of his sword against the body of the staff, and the brilliance flashed, as if he could see the afterglow of the setting sun in his eyes.The sword in the sleeve of the prodigal son is called Wuying, it is made of meteoric iron from outside the sky, it is thin and transparent, if you make it fast, it looks like a shadowless ice blade, but now the wide sleeve has been twisted to pieces, and there is no "sleeve in the sleeve" anymore. "Sword" can be used.

However, the wooden stick in the hands of Anaconda is also extraordinary, it is made of ebony with golden silk for thousands of years, it looks like gold but not gold, like jade but not jade, and she is not afraid of a mere meteoric iron sword, two kinds of magic weapons collide There was an ear-piercing sound of metal and iron clanging.Shen Yan's swordsmanship is superb, and the Anaconda's poison skill is profound. After four or five moves, although the wooden stick still can't get an inch in, the Shadowless Sword is also covered with a layer of black mist, and it can no longer bloom that dazzling brilliance.

Shen Yan seemed to be reclusively at a disadvantage, but his figure suddenly moved as the sword danced.The prodigal son's lightness kung fu is the best in the world, and he is even better at acupuncture points. Although he has damaged an arm, the only thing that can be used for acupuncture points is his hand.

The Anaconda let out a hey, and shrank slightly, avoiding the money shot from the ground.At some point, a few pieces of scattered silver appeared under Shen Yan's feet, which had long been contaminated by the surrounding poisonous gas and turned into pitch-black bumps, which were naturally the best hidden weapons.

"I'm afraid it's too late to give the money to the old man now." After avoiding the hidden weapon, the Anaconda taunted unceremoniously, "Or do you think that your own life is only worth so much?"

"Mother-in-law is overthinking, the younger generation is just giving some money so that you can change into something you can look at."

Following this ridicule, the remaining pieces of silver also flew up.The Anaconda let out a vicious pooh, and with a twist of the wooden staff, several pieces of silver were knocked out of the way.However, before she continued to attack, there was a sudden pain in the lower back, and her inner breath froze immediately.It turned out that the first concealed weapon was just a gimmick, and the subsequent hits and circles were the real shadows.

Being pitted again, the anaconda hated her teeth so much that her teeth itch, she wished she could grab a big python and bite her a couple of bites.The first two times the prodigal son used dirty tricks, the first time her acupoints were constricted, she lay down in the grass for two and a half hours, the second time she was hit by a hidden weapon in the leg, and now she is still bleeding profusely. Action blocked.Now that the situation is at the end of the mountain, he still dares to resist endlessly!

However, Anaconda is not afraid, even if her internal energy fails for a while, even if she is raped several times by this hateful prodigal son, she is not afraid, because Shen Yan will definitely not be able to kill her.

As if to confirm his own thoughts, this time Shen Yan didn't take advantage of the momentum to pursue, but took two quick steps back. As soon as he stood still, a mouthful of blood spurted out.The Anaconda was overjoyed, thinking that the poison that had penetrated into the bone marrow had exploded again, making Shen Yan lose his combat strength. Who knew that before she could open that shriveled mouth covered with grease, a cold light shot towards her vest. .

This surprise was no small matter, how could I not hear anyone approaching with such good hearing?The anaconda didn't hesitate, Gululu rolled on the ground, twisted the wooden stick in her hand, a pair of black wings, and a moth with a colorful skull pattern on its back jumped out of the stick.Although not as powerful as the hornet queen bee fed by his son, this ghost butterfly is quick to move and can flap its wings to fascinate souls, which is best used to stop the enemy.

It's just that this resistance is really too short.The silver light flashed in front of him a few times, and the two poisonous moths turned into several pieces, and the severed wings fluttered to the ground like withered flower petals.Only then did Ananaconda's dizzy old eyes see clearly what kind of person was standing in front of her.

It was a young man in his early twenties, dressed in black and snowy, with an indescribably handsome face, under the radiance of the setting sun, he looked like a statue made of jade. It's too lingering, and I'm afraid that if a young woman meets her, she will fall in love with her heart.It's a pity that Grandma Anaconda is not young anymore. Seeing such a handsome killer, she just feels scared and confused.

"Yao Lang? Why is it you? Didn't you go to the Treading Snow Villa..." Nana's voice was already unpleasant, but now that she was frightened and furious, it was even hoarse like a broken gong.

"You've got the wrong person." Yan Mo swung the long sword in his hand, and the point of the sword stabbed straight.

After all, Grandma Anaconda has been chasing Shen Yan for more than two days. Her body is wounded and her legs are not very flexible. It is not a big deal to deal with Shen Yan, who is in her pocket, but it is really a bit difficult to fight against the black-clothed killer in front of her. Powerless.However, the Anaconda didn't back down, instead, she danced her wooden stick vigorously, as if she wanted to fight to the death, but in fact, the colorless and odorless poisonous mist overflowing from the tip of the stick had slowly covered a foot around her body. The enemy is too close, and he can always catch him.

Unexpectedly, this insidious trick has not yet taken effect, and a voice came from behind: "Be careful of the annaconda's poison."

As if in agreement with that voice, the man in black suddenly backed away. He didn't know what he was doing with his feet. Sword Curtain.It's just that every attack he makes is swift and fast, he almost never blocks the Nana's wooden stick, and retreats when he hits it, and he is not disturbed by the poisonous fog at all.

In just a short moment, Granny Anaconda was hit by four swords. Although the sword wounds were not deep enough to avoid the poison, her physical strength would always be exhausted. Afraid it would stab him in the chest.On the other side, Shen Yan finally wiped away the blood on the corner of his mouth, and flicked the dagger in his hand, as if he was about to attack.

Anaconda's complexion couldn't help changing drastically, and she shouted sharply: "Do you want Shen Yan's life?"

Such interrogation did not receive a reply, but the man in black's sword sharpened a little bit, and a sword light cut into the Anaconda's chest with a whoosh.

The fear in the eyes of the mother-in-law is getting stronger, and she doesn't dare to betray her again. She fends off in embarrassment: "That boy Shen Yan has the mother-child Gu that I planted on him. If you kill me, the son-gu will die with the mother-gu. Shen Yan The wild goose will pay for my life! Don't you even care about his life?!"

The sword hit again, Yan Mo withdrew the sword and turned around, the hostility in his eyes was real: "Then what does that have to do with me?"

What? !Anaconda looked at Shen Yan in disbelief, didn't he come to save people?

Meeting the astonished gaze of the old woman, Shen Yan smiled and shook her head: "We meet by chance, he really doesn't need to save my life."

The voice of the prodigal son was full of sincerity, but the blade in his hand was not so friendly. Following these words, he also rushed forward with a sword.A killing god in black is irresistible, plus a desperate madman, I am afraid that there is no way to be good today.The Anaconda no longer dared to face the enemy head-on, she flicked the sleeves of her voluminous robe, and a large silver snake sprang out without a sound.

The name of this snake is qiu 褫, and it is said that it is a fierce creature that penetrates yin and yang. It is covered in silver and white, with no eyes on its face. It only sheds its skin every ten years. Besides, even gods can be poisoned to death, the most cunning and vicious.It took a lot of effort for the Anaconda to find this murderous creature, but it's a pity that the cockroach has not yet formed and has no spiritual intelligence, so she has been keeping it in her sleeves.Now, in order to survive, he threw it out without hesitation.

Shen Yan didn't know the snake, but Yan Mo knew the snake, and with the sword in his hand, he fought with the silver snake.The Anaconda didn't dare to be negligent, and hurriedly backed away, using a wooden stick to attract more poisonous insects as she walked, covering her back.The setting sun in the sky was slowly falling, and the woods began to become gloomy and hideous. The two of them were still willing to chase, and concentrated on killing the poisonous insects at hand.

Hearing a buzzing sound of the sword, Yan Mo let go of the long sword in his hand. The blade of the sword shattered into nine pieces, blocking the retreat of the snake. Before the snake could react, a bamboo branch pierced into the snake's body inch.The silver snake wagged its tail violently in disbelief, and finally froze. The green bamboo inserted into the snake's body also withered and rotted instantly, turning into a speck of fly ash.After beheading Qiu Qiu, the expression on Yan Mo's face did not change much, his eyes full of hostility turned to look at the prodigal son who was standing aside.

At this time, Shen Yan also cut off the miscellaneous poisonous insects, and was half leaning on the tree, panting heavily.As if aware of Yan Mo's gaze, he raised his head and smiled slightly: "Brother Yan, I didn't expect to meet you here again."

The author has something to say: We finally met, and you can get closeness points when you come down XD

Thanks to classmate Heiji for feeding the land mines, and Qianli Kuaizai and Yumet 100% for feeding the nutrient solution, happy to rub >3

Also, the cover of Jianxiu is finally ready, maybe it will be opened next week, Emma is a little excited >_