It's Not Easy Being a Master

The Meng Mansion is extremely quiet tonight.

Although the Meng family is rich, there are few owners in the house, and Meng Yun and his wife are not extravagant people. There are not many people in the house, and Mrs. Meng is considerate. From the steward to the rough envoy, let everyone go home to rest for two days.

Most of the servants left gratefully, and there were only a few who were lonely and had nowhere to go, and Mrs. Meng kindly let them go out to have fun.

So only Meng Yun and his wife were left in the house.

For some unknown reason, Mrs. Meng coaxed Meng Yun to have a drink together in the small gazebo in the garden.

Meng Yun was a little worried: "Your illness is just right, the wind is a bit chilly tonight, why don't we go back to the house."

Mrs. Meng has specially dressed up tonight, with Luo Dai drawing eyebrows, rouge and fine powder, jade hairpin earrings, and a jade bracelet on her wrist, she looks very bright.Hearing Meng Yun's words, she smiled slightly, didn't speak, just shook her head lightly.

Meng Yun looked at her, as if returning to the moment when he first met a few years ago. He was a little nostalgic, and a sincere smile appeared on his lips unconsciously: "Time has treated you well, and Qingqing is still as elegant as before."

Mrs. Meng smiled and said: "Back then, Meng Lang asked me to paint my eyebrows and tie hairpins to keep me together. In a blink of an eye, it has been many years."

Meng Yun was stunned for a moment, drawing eyebrows and hairpins?

When did he say these love words to Mrs. Meng?

Meng Yun racked his brains and thought about it, but he didn't remember it, he just thought he forgot.But Mrs. Meng never lied to him, he felt ashamed of his forgetting, quickly picked up the wine glass, and said with a disguised smile: "Yes, it's been several years, come, have a drink with Qing."

He clinked wine glasses with Mrs. Meng, raised his head, and drank it cleanly.

Mrs. Meng watched him finish drinking, then raised her hand to put the wine glass to her lips, covered it with her sleeve, raised her head slightly, and finished the wine.

Meng Yun played with the wine glass, tasted the aftertaste, and said, "I have never drunk this wine before, but it tastes good."

The wine glass was gently placed on the small table, and there was a slight collision sound. Mrs. Meng said softly, "It's just ordinary wine." She took a scroll next to it with her slender hand, and handed it to Meng Yun: "I asked someone to draw it. This painting, let Meng Lang take a look, but it still catches the eye."

Meng Yun didn't take the scroll, but covered her hand, held her hand and opened the scroll together.

It was a boudoir scene. In the painting, Meng Yun was bending slightly to draw eyebrows for Mrs. Meng. A pair of jade hairpins, a pair of jade pendant earrings, and some accessories were placed on the dressing table, exquisite and beautiful.

And Mrs. Meng was smiling softly, staring at Meng Yun with her bright eyes, watching him clumsily pinching a snail, drawing eyebrows for her at a loss.

The painted skin monster is not a monster based on "painting" in the world, this painting is so lifelike, Meng Yun just looked at it, as if he was in the scene, unknowingly let go of Mrs. Meng's hand, murmured "Qingqing", she reached out to touch Mrs. Meng in the painting.

His fingertips touched the picture scroll, and the picture scroll suddenly lit up, and the picture was like waves surging on the surface of water, creating circles of ripples, pulling him in!

However, Meng Yun's expression was in a trance, and he didn't notice this weird scene at all. He was like an unconscious traveler who was stepping into the mud without knowing it, and there was a little obsession in his eyes: "Qingqing is so beautiful... Let me describe it for Qingqing. eyebrow……"

Madam Meng let go of her hand, but the scroll didn't fall off, and it just floated in front of the two of them, swallowing half of Meng Yun's arm.

Mrs. Meng looked at Meng Yun in the painting with a focused expression, and then at Meng Yun outside the painting, her eyes were a little wet, and there was a faint sense of despair floating in the water, and she finally raised her eyes towards the painting after a while. hands.

When she was about to touch the picture scroll, a slash of sword energy stabbed at it, and with one thrust, it mercilessly split the picture scroll in the middle—it also divided Meng Yun and Mrs. Meng in the painting into two.

The light on the scroll suddenly dissipated, everything returned to calm, and it fell down in a hurry.

Madam Meng's expression changed drastically, and she asked sharply, "Who!"

The picture scroll spit out half of Meng Yun's arm again. Meng Yun was pulled loose by the invisible force, staggered, and almost hit his head on the pavilion pillar.

Meng Yun came to his senses, but before he could be at a loss as to what had happened, he saw Mrs. Meng's face pale instantly, not even rouge could hide her haggardness, she opened her lips slightly, and spurted a mouthful of blood!

"Qingqing!" Just now, he staggered and made him two steps away from Mrs. Meng, seeing Mrs. Meng suddenly vomited blood and fell to the ground, Meng Yun didn't have time to think about it, and immediately went to hug her: "What's wrong with you? "

"She is going to kill you!"

Shen Zhixian came on the wind, grabbed Meng Yun's sleeve, and threw him behind him. He tapped his sword on the ground and looked at Mrs. Meng with burning eyes: "Mrs. Meng has killed countless lives and stolen these years. Should you be satisfied?"

Meng Yun was thrown hard by him, dizzy, and supported by Yan Jin, who followed closely. He finally saw the appearance of the two of them after he stood still. He was surprised and suspicious: "How did you come in? Are you trying to get in?" do what?"

Seeing the blood on Mrs. Meng's lips, he was anxious, and wanted to rush over again, but Shen Zhixian didn't look back: "Stop him."

Yan Jin stretched out his long sword, although he didn't draw the sword out of its sheath, the imposing manner made Meng Yun panic and his footsteps stopped.

Just now when the scroll fell, it happened to overturn the jug and the small stove. The small stove was used to warm the wine, and the charcoal was burning, and it spilled out when it was overturned.The half of the scroll depicting Meng Yun was soaked in wine, and when it touched the charcoal fire, it immediately burst into flames.

As the fire was extinguished, Mrs. Meng's face became paler. She watched Meng Yun in the painting disappear into the fire light in a daze. The tears in her eyes finally couldn't hold back. They fell drop by drop, and the teardrops fell to the ground like jade beads. Broken into pieces.

"It's gone, it's all gone..." She choked with sobs, put one hand on the table, leaned over with difficulty, trying to reach for the scroll, but she had no strength left, her fingertips were only a few feet away from the scroll, but they were always enough. No, but small sparks splashed on the back of her hand, scalding her fair skin with many scars.

With tears in her eyes, she looked at Meng Yun in despair, and when she opened her mouth again, she sang sadly: "The two love each other with eyebrows and hairpins, and promise to stay with each other... Lang..."

She trembled all over: "Don't let your heart down..."

Her voice was shrill, and Meng Yun was terrified by her yelling. He was a little scared for a moment, hesitated, and then took a tentative step forward: "What's the matter?"

Mrs. Meng seemed to be unable to hear him anymore, she sang the tune that the little thrush sang that night over and over again, exactly the same.

The ashes of the picture scroll were scattered everywhere by the wind. Mrs. Meng looked at the ashes, her voice gradually lowered.There were many scenes floating before her eyes, some from these years, some from many, many years ago.

Many, many years ago, she was just a little thrush who was just able to cultivate into a human body. She was raised by a singing girl in the boat. She listened to the girl's singing day and night, and she even learned two voices.

She has just been able to cultivate a human body and is very curious about everything.But she also knew that she was different from ordinary people, and she couldn't take shape at will. She could only quietly transform into a human when the girl went out.

One day, while the girl was away, she became a human again.The feathers on her body resemble the girls she usually sees, transforming into a beautiful skirt.

It was very lively outside today, the girl went out early in the morning, and she hadn't come back in the evening, the little thrush was so bored, she quietly pushed the door and went out.

As long as it is not a particularly strange-shaped monster, the transformed human form will not be too ugly. The little thrush was beautiful when she was still a bird, and it is even more beautiful when transformed into a human form. I can't help but feel pity in my heart.

After all, she was still afraid of people, so she hid in the corner and watched all this curiously. Unexpectedly, a young man happened to be slightly drunk and walked over. She couldn't dodge in time, and bumped into the young man.

Brother Young Master saw this beautiful girl who was scared and embarrassed, he stopped in his tracks, he didn't know whether he had drunk too much wine or suddenly became enlightened, and blurted out in a jerk: "Suspected to be a fairy, Jiaoyan is so pretty."

If it was any other girl, she would just laugh at him at this time, but he met a little thrush who didn't understand anything, and she looked at him ignorantly, except that she understood that the other party was praising her for being beautiful. , I didn't understand anything else.

He was praised many times when he was a thrush, but it was the first time when he was a human.Little Thrush was very happy, and immediately developed a great affection for the young master, but she soon saw the girl raising Thrush go into the room gracefully.

She panicked, she didn't care much, she lifted the hem of her skirt, turned around and ran away.

Brother Young Master had obviously never seen such a timid girl in a boat, he was stunned for a moment, and then shouted after watching her run away: "I haven't asked the girl's name yet, my name is Meng Yun, I don't know tomorrow—"

Little Thrush had completely disappeared, Brother Gongzi's voice stopped, he shook his head and laughed for a while, drunkenness flooded his head, he stood for a while, and then went home.

From now on, all kinds of things will be as smooth as a matter of course.

After the little thrush turned back into a bird, she was still thinking about that young master. She had very good ears. She also heard his name that day, and heard him say "tomorrow". She jumped up and down in the bird cage, looking forward to it every day. I hope that the girl will go out earlier so that she can change into a human form to meet Meng Yun again.

No one noticed the abnormality of a thrush bird, and Meng Yun always thought she was a new girl in the boat. He was used to hanging around in the flowers, and he didn't know how to tell the little thrush, so he drank too much. Say anything when drunk.

But the girls he met on weekdays were all seasoned, knew who was sincere and who was not, and never cared about making jokes with him, but little thrush was different, little thrush took every word he said seriously when he was drunk.

Things like feelings always come suddenly and cannot be controlled.Little Thrush suddenly realized that her mind had changed when Meng Yun said with a smile that he was going to get married one day.

The more contact with the outside world, the more little thrush will know, especially in a place like Huafang, she knows everything she should know and not know.Little Thrush asked cautiously: "Can we not get married?"

For her, is it possible not to get married?

She couldn't ask the latter sentence, because Meng Yun quickly answered her: "The date has been set, and I've been busy recently, so I can't come here every day. Qingqing, why don't you come here?" That's fine, if you are short of envoys, send someone to the Meng Mansion to talk to me."

Hua Meier pursed her lips, she saw the unquestionable firmness in Meng Yun's eyes, and knew that she would not be able to change Meng Yun's heart with her own persuasion alone.

Meng Yun had told her before that he wanted to marry a good wife who was educated and reasonable.Seeing that Meng Yun only loves to linger in the flowers every day, she thought he was joking, but who knew...

She replied muffledly, and watched Meng Yun leave in a hurry, with a trace of hesitation in her eyes.

After two days of silence, Little Thrush finally made up her mind and left Huafang.

Little Thrush quarreled for a long time.

From Meng Yun's place to his fiancée's place, the disturbance was quite sensational, and it almost reached the point of no end.

How could serious people like the girl who came out of the boat, under pressure from several parties, Meng Yun had no choice but to sternly reprimand Little Thrush in front of everyone, making her give up.

Little Thrush held back her tears, watching Meng Yun leave without looking back, seeing Meng Yun finally get married, painting eyebrows and hairpins for another woman, her heart was twisted, and she almost went astray in the end.

The reason why she didn't make it to the end was because the people from Undead City took her away just before she was about to make a move.

"Stop wandering in this world, return to the Undead City with me. You will be very happy there."

"Are you happy..." the little thrush from a hundred years ago asked in a daze, "All my happiness now is tied to that one person. Undead City... Will my happiness really exist there?"

"Are you happy..." Mrs. Meng murmured a hundred years later, "It's all fake... I escaped from the Immortal City, and I found his reincarnation. committed so many sins..."

She has the Immortal City's imprint on her body, as long as she is still a demon, Undying City can follow the imprint to find her.In order to leave the undead city, she did not hesitate to give up her long life, only a few years in exchange. In order to get rid of the demon body, she did not hesitate to make a deal with the monster. The monster suppressed her original body, and she looked for food for the monster.

She has committed so many sins in these years that she can't count them all. She finally molded herself into the image of a virtuous wife that Meng Yun wanted most, and finally got her wish and married Meng Yun in this life, and became his bedside person. ...

But she still can't be satisfied, can't be happy.

She once hoped to marry Meng Yun, but now she hopes that Meng Yun can completely belong to her.

"Why do you always go to those places...you've always been like this." Mrs. Meng finally grabbed the remaining half of the scroll, and the woman in the painting was also burned half of her body by the flames. Mrs. Meng held on tight Looking at the picture scroll, in pain, sadness and despair, "Wouldn't it be good to go into the painting with me? There are only the two of us there, eternal peace, and we will never be separated again..."

Although she got rid of the demon body, Madam Meng can still feel that the peach blossom in the painting boat is not an ordinary person, and there is inexplicable power in her paintings. That's why Madam Meng went to ask for a painting. What I have learned is that it is not difficult to trap the two of them together in the painting, but unfortunately... a stumbling block came up halfway, and it fell short, ruining everything.

Mrs. Meng let out a shrill and hoarse cry, the half of the scroll suddenly lit up, and a ball of light enveloped her whole body, Mrs. Meng's figure gradually shrank, and was finally swallowed into the painting.

Meng Yun regained his senses from the shock, as if he had realized something. They had been a couple for several years, and their friendship was not deep. He temporarily put aside his fear, and rushed over to pick up the half of the painting regardless of Shen Zhixian's obstruction.

But that half of the painting was already on fire, and a group of small bird shadows flew from nowhere and fell into the flames together.

Meng Yun rushed over, ignoring the fire, and slapped the scroll quickly, trying to put out the fire, but the scroll was already stained with wine, and soon burned up, leaving nothing but ashes.When the wind blew, the ashes were blown up, and the figure of Mrs. Meng loomed in the light smoke, and there was also a small bird floating in the air, watching him quietly.

"Qing...Qingqing?" Meng Yun stretched out his hand blankly to touch the shadow, but another gust of wind blew the shadow away completely.

"Where's the person? Where's my wife?" Meng Yun was at a loss for a moment, then suddenly turned his head and asked.

Shen Zhixian was about to speak, when Shuang Hui in his hand suddenly shook violently, his face changed slightly, and he said to Yan Jin decisively: "Send him out, and if there are still people in the house, send him away too."

He looked in the direction of the small courtyard from a distance, with a slightly dignified expression: "That thing is about to come out."

No one knows the details of this monster's ability. Shen Zhixian planned to go and see it first, and asked Yan Jin to send him out first. However, Yan Jin was not very willing. Wishing to carry the struggling Meng Yun out of the house.

Shen Zhixian raised his breath, and after a few ups and downs, he came to the front of the small courtyard. The lock had already cracked and fell to the ground, and the remaining runes on it were still functioning.

The spiritual energy surging around suddenly stagnated.

The wooden door was crumbling, Shen Zhixian kicked it open, pinched a trick to protect himself, and broke in.

The inside was smoky and full of corpses, most of them belonged to little monsters. A mass of thick, almost substantive black air swam on the ground, changing into various shapes and making hoarse roars, which was extremely terrifying.

This is probably the monster that made a deal with Mrs. Meng. Shen Zhixian saw the devilish energy around it, so he didn't dare to underestimate it, and stared at it cautiously.

Shen Zhixian guessed before that Mrs. Meng had separated her demon body from her human body. The thrush bird was actually her body. Thinking that the little thrush crawled out of the yard...Maybe Mrs. Meng made some kind of deal with this monster Well, she looks for food for the monster, and the monster controls the demon body for her.

Shuanghui was extremely excited. The sword spirit who had been disturbed not long ago showed signs of waking up again. Shen Zhixian held the sword, took a deep breath, shook his wrist, and the sword move came out at will, and he slanted towards the black man. Gas stabbed to go.

The sword energy was sharp, and the monster seemed to have sensed the strength, and suddenly backed away, making the sound of boiling and bubbling hot water.

This is Shen Zhixian's first actual combat since he passed through the book. Even though there are many memories in his mind, and he has practiced swords with Yan Jin in his daily life, it is different after all. The sword behind the sheath moves like a cloud and flowing water, and there is no sense of strangeness at all.

A trace of doubt floated in Shen Zhixian's heart, but he was soon attracted by this group of monsters.

This monster doesn't know anything, its strength is not weak, it can even be said to be very strong, Shen Zhixian has been troubled by heart disease for a long time, although the realm is still there, but the spiritual power can't keep up, and after fighting with it for a while, it is even the same.

But Yan Jin took Meng Yun out of the mansion, fearing that he would trespass and kill others and worry that he would make noise and alarm others, so he could only quickly carry him to the painting boat and throw him to the Painted Skin Demon, and then rushed back quickly.

Before entering the mansion, he activated the formation that was originally set up around the Meng mansion, and now no one can enter and leave the Meng mansion at will.

This delay lasted only a quarter of an hour.Following the induction of the contract, Yan Jin found Shen Zhixian, one person and one monster were fighting in full swing, without saying a word, he drew his sword and joined the battle.

The two of them came from the same school, and they share the same mind. When joining forces to fight the enemy, they hardly need to think. With a flick of Shen Zhixian's sword tip, Yan Jin knew what move he was going to make, and cut the sword at the possible loophole without hesitation. The back of the monster.

The monster was beaten up by the two of them, and it was a little unbearable.These two days the moonlight was weak and the aura was thin. According to the usual practice, the little thrush should have come to look for food for it, but right now the little demon didn't know where to go. Cut off its tonic.

It was furious, knowing that its serious injury had not healed, and if it continued to fight, it might suffer losses.It roared hoarsely, the black air suddenly grew bigger, and the invisible energy sucked all the bones around it.

In fact, there is still some aura in those bones, but it used to dislike gnawing its teeth, but now it has no choice but to chew and swallow them all, squeezing the last aura.

Sensing that something was wrong, Shen Zhixian yelled: "Quick back!" But it was already too late, the monster that had eaten all the bones in its stomach suddenly burst out with great strength, and rushed towards the two of them with its teeth and claws open!

That aura was too powerful, and in just a moment, Shen Zhixian knew that the two of them could not get out of the way - what is this thing!So powerful!

Yan Jin was beside him, if Shen Zhixian stepped back, the monster would hurt Yan Jin.

Shen Zhixian gritted his teeth, concentrated his spiritual power on the sword, and told Yan Jin to step back sharply, while he was about to face it head-on, but in the light of the calcium carbide fire, Yan Jin not only did not listen to his words, but took a step forward, the long sword Swinging out, with a resolute and stern momentum, he was the first to stop the monster!

The two powerful forces collided, and the entire small courtyard seemed to be crushed immediately, the brick walls were shattered, and the surrounding courtyard walls were razed to the ground. He fell to the ground, revealing countless white bones underneath.

Yan Jin was forced to take a step back, because he alone could not resist the monster that exploded.Shen Zhixian put one hand on his back and passed the spiritual power over.

As soon as the spiritual power was transmitted into Yan Jin's body, Shen Zhixian felt that Yan Jin's condition was not very good at this time, his blood was surging, his meridians were retrograde, as if he had been seriously injured.His heart tightened, and he drew his long sword in a semicircle, and together with Yan Jin, he repelled the monster one step back.

The monster was the one who forcibly improved itself, and it lasted for a short time. Although it hurt Yan Jin, it didn't please itself well. The black energy that was finally cultivated after a few years of crazy nourishment was cut by Yan Jin with a sword Without half, years of hard work are wasted.

It was furious, but it didn't dare to procrastinate any longer, and while the two of them weren't paying attention, it quickly fled into the ground, and disappeared in an instant, leaving only an unwilling and hateful roar in the soil: "Ignorant boy! Bad my good deed!"

The voice was hoarse and mocking, extremely unpleasant.

Shen Zhixian was about to laugh angrily at it, this monster is probably not a gopher, it can also make holes!

However, Yan Jin was injured, and he didn't feel at ease leaving Yan Jin to chase the monster, so he could only suppress his thoughts for the time being, set up a barrier to protect him, helped Yan Jin sit down on the spot, and immediately helped him to adjust his breath. Spiritual power.

Yan Jin was seriously injured, and after adjusting her breath for a while, she gasped, coughed up a mouthful of blood, breathed a sigh of relief, and looked a little pale.

He sat leaning against Shen Zhixian with a tired expression, a rare and weak posture.Shen Zhixian wanted to pass on some more spiritual power to him, but he refused, and said hoarsely, "I'm fine. Is Sui Jian okay?"

Although Shen Zhixian got half a shark scale to protect his heart for the time being, there are still hidden worries in the end. Yan Jin is more worried about whether the fight just now will cause Shen Zhixian to have a heart attack.

Shen Zhixian's heart was burning hot, and he smiled at him, with tenderness in his eyes, and said softly: "I'm fine." He rested for a while with Yan Jin in his arms, and helped Yan Jin to stand up: "This place is chaotic. , the demonic energy still exists, and the discomfort heals, let's go back to the painting boat first."

The formation outside the Meng Mansion is still there, with only one small flaw, which was probably destroyed when the monster escaped just now.Shen Zhixian replenished it conveniently to prevent the remaining devilish energy from escaping, and then slowly returned to the painting boat.

In the painting boat, the Painted Skin Demon was dealing with Meng Yun who had completely collapsed, and even had no time to take care of the two of them when they came back, so they just gave them a wink to let them leave quickly.

The two quietly avoided Meng Yun and found an empty room to enter.

……

The monster escaped and did not come back, so Yangzhou was peaceful for several days.

Meng Yun probably finally understood what had happened, his whole demeanor changed drastically, he became more depressed and unshaven.

His Meng Mansion can no longer enter or live in. Fortunately, he still has another place to live. The Painted Skin Demon advised him to rearrange his new home, arrange all the servants, and try his best to minimize the impact of this incident. .

Yan Jin closed the door to heal his wounds, while Shen Zhixian went to deal with many follow-up matters in the Meng Mansion alone.

The locust trees by the yard all fell down, and all withered overnight. The leaves fell all over the ground, and the roots withered. Shen Zhixian saw the remains of monsters in the deep pit of the roots, mixed with many broken wooden symbols, and sighed. Take a breath.

The locust tree is the ghost in the tree, and it is extremely cloudy. It is a tree that attracts ghosts and inhabits souls. Using locust trees to attract spirits can get twice the result with half the effort.

If we say that the thrush is a poor monster, but a poor person must have something to hate. She has mutilated countless creatures for her own selfish desires, and it is not too much to end up in a dead end.

Because they died in vain and were suppressed by monsters for a long time, those wreckages were more or less attached to resentment, Shen Zhixian was afraid of future troubles, so he burned them clean with a fire, recited the requiem curse for them, and wiped out all the demonic energy, After five or six days of busy work, it was considered over.

It was a cloudy day when I left the boat, the boat was closed during the day, the girls and boys all went back to their rooms to rest, only the painted skin demon was babbling on the stage and singing a melodious little song.

There is no audience in the audience.

Shen Zhixian stopped to listen to her singing.

"...The sound of the drum is not full, disturbing your dream for a while, and listening to jokes after waking up. Remove makeup and ask the bronze mirror, a long tune and a short sigh, and the curtain is scattered. Who loves my true face..."

The Painted Skin Demon changed into a beautiful face again, holding its long sleeves, pinching its orchid fingers, and singing raptly.The Painted Skin Demon has always been reluctant to go to the Undead City, she said that it is an illusory place that makes people indulge in illusions, and she prefers to live in this colorful world.

Even if you die one day, you will be happy and complete.

Shen Zhixian didn't bother her, stopped to listen to her sing for a while, and left quietly with Yan Jin.

……

After leaving Yangzhou, the two were not in a hurry to find the Undead City.

Shen Zhixian suddenly discovered a problem after going through the Meng Mansion incident. On the surface, Yan Jin came out to practice, but in fact, he didn't encounter any life-or-death twists and turns along the way.

Although Yan Jin practiced diligently every day, it was still not enough—there was too little actual combat experience, and if she really wanted to fight against others, she would suffer a disadvantage.

Shen Zhixian made the final decision: "Don't worry about the Immortal City, let's find a few secret places to break through." Hearing what the thrush bird and the painted skin monster meant, this undead city is not a simple place, and they should mention their own strength first.

Immortal cultivation in this world is divided into thirteen realms, and Shen Zhixian had reached the tenth stage before he suffered from heart disease, he could be called a genius, but later his spiritual power couldn't function and he couldn't practice further.

And Yan Jin is not inferior in the slightest. He just rose to the first level in the early days, and now he is only one level lower than Shen Zhixian. His spiritual power is pure and full, and he just waits to be honed in actual combat.

It is hard to find the secret realm like the one where the ancient merman was hidden before, but there are many small secret realms in general. The two went to several in a row. Fighting with monsters and beasts, he has made rapid progress in actual combat.

The environment in the secret realm is difficult, but fortunately, the two of them are not incapable of suffering. After practicing like this for half a year, both of them have made a qualitative leap in their cultivation.

After finally coming out of a secret place again, Shen Zhixian saw that there were no outsiders on the left and right, stretched his waist in an inelegant manner, and said with a smile: "It can be figured out, I have been eating for a long time, and I am hungry. I will find a big town and eat it later A meal..."

With a smile in his eyes, Yan Jin hummed and began to identify the direction.

When they came out of the secret place, they landed in a remote place and took two detours before walking on the right path.

But who would have thought that within a quarter of an hour after the two of them walked, five or six young men suddenly jumped out of the roadside forest, drew their swords, and surrounded them tightly.

Shen Zhixian looked at them delicately, seeing their posture, as if they were about to bring out the classic robbery lines in the next moment.

The two of them stopped still, and the leader, the young man, took the lead in attacking: "Bold and crazy! He has harmed countless people! Today we will do justice for the heavens and eliminate harm for the people!"

The tip of the sword trembled and attacked the two of them.

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