: Sorrowful clouds and mist

After escaping from the City Lord's Mansion, Yang Jun, dressed in black, stopped in an alley two streets away from the City Lord's Mansion. The phantom beast armor on his body had long been taken back into his body, and the soul-killing sword was still in his right hand, but...

Yang Jun stood in a remote alley with the moonlight on his back, lowered his head slightly, and gently touched his neck with his left hand. As soon as his rough fingers touched there, his fingers touched a little wet and hot viscous liquid. He stretched his fingers in front of him, and a little light of moonlight shone on his fingers, just allowing him to see the bright red blood on his fingers.

The neck was really injured by the Moon Knife who was a sword.

Yang Jun was speechless.

He just got the Soul-Killing Sword, and he became arrogant. He thought that with his martial arts sword skills and the Soul-Killing Sword that can kill people, he could do anything in the world. He did not think that the money of the Marquis and the Black Bone Spirit could kill people. The men in black could join forces to hurt him. As a result, he almost died under the Moon Sword of the Marquis who was a Marquis.

Yang Jun is not afraid of death. At worst, he can start over. However, if he dies, the soul-killing sword will fall back into the hands of those people. At that time, the moment his neck was scratched by the moon knife, Yang Jun thought of this consequence in his heart.

Can the Soul-killing Sword be returned to their hands?

If the Soul-killing Sword returns to their hands, it will be a great disaster for him. Yang Jun, he wants to have a sharp sword hanging above his head all the time, which will make his soul disappear at any time. So, at that time, when he found that the Moon Knife might have killed him, he ran away.

Keep the green mountains there, and you won’t be afraid of burning firewood.

After saying this to himself silently, Yang Jun left the alley with an expressionless face.

After leaving the alley, Yang Jun did not stop in the city anymore. He quickly left Yangzhou City. After leaving the city, he found a dense forest. After entering, he flew over a big tree with lush branches and leaves. He lay down at the intersection of two thick branches with the Soul-killing Sword and then went off the line.

In fact, there are restaurants and inns in Yangzhou City, but Yang Jun is worried that the money of losing the Soul Sword can kill people and others will mobilize people to search the city overnight. After all, Yangzhou City is their territory. It is definitely not difficult for them to search the restaurants and inns in the city. If they live in the city and search his body after they go offline, then everything will be done.

Yang Jun was very careful, but because it was related to his wealth and life, when Yang Jun thought of that, he did not hesitate to leave Yangzhou City at all. For the sake of his life, he would rather sleep in the canopy outside the city.

Offline.

As soon as Yang Jun opened the game cabin, he heard people outside.

When he opened the door of his dormitory, he saw that the temple where the sharp blade was located was brightly lit, and there were fully armed sentries in many places. The dormitory doors of the female soldiers next to him were also open. When Yang Jun opened the door of the dormitory, he happened to see Yin Ling and two female soldiers coming out of a dormitory.

"Yin Ling!"

Yang Jun shouted her name.

Yin Ling and the other two female soldiers heard Yang Jun's voice and looked over. Seeing Yang Jun, the three female soldiers stood at attention and saluted Yang Jun. Yang Jun replied with a military salute, and the two female soldiers left indifferently. Only Yin Ling, who was called by Yang Jun, walked over with a complicated expression.

"Hello Instructor Yang!"

Yin Ling walked up to Yang Jun and saluted casually, but Yang Jun also saw the indifference on her face, completely losing the respect and smile of the past.

It seems that after Wuyou Mountain was attacked by Qian Duo's life, the Black Bone Spirit and Tiansha Guxing led people to attack him, all the female soldiers of Libing became cold when they looked at him.

Yang Jun vaguely knew why.

It should be because when more than 100 men in black massacred them, he did not abandon the money he had already been injured and could kill people to save them!

At that time, Qian Duo Neng was injured, and the Black Bone Spirit rushed over to rescue him. Yang Jun felt very conflicted when he saw the female soldiers being massacred one after another. If he turned around to save the female soldiers, the injured Qian Duo Neng would kill and escape, and he would lose the opportunity to seize the opportunity to kill the soul sword; but if he did not look back and save them, he would be sure to defeat the Black Bone Spirit who rushed over to save Qian Duo Neng, and then seize the soul sword. But if he chose this way, after more than ten moves, even though he could defeat the Black Bone Spirit and seize the soul sword, the female soldiers would be slaughtered.

How to choose?

Yang Jun, who was in conflict, was furious at the time and made another last move in an instant. If this last move could not defeat the Black Bone Spirit, he would immediately turn around and save them.

As a result, he was angry and the Black Bone Demon did not dare to take the lead. He was even scared and immediately ran away with the seriously injured Qian Duoneng and ran away. Before fleeing, he gave the people in black who slaughtered the female soldiers the order to retreat.

With the order to retreat, the black-clad men who were slaughtering female soldiers immediately retreated at full speed, and Yang Jun did not need to save them. Moreover, in order to seize the Soul-killing Sword, he hesitated and chased the Black Bone Spirit and Qian Duoneng to kill people.

When he lost the trace of Black Bone Spirit and Qian Duo Neng, when he returned to the battle scene, the female soldiers looked at him and became cold.

They were probably complaining in their hearts that he had such high martial arts skills. He could have turned around to save them, but he would not save them when he saw them dead!

Perhaps, they also know the importance of the soul-killing sword, but emotionally, when they see their Instructor Yang refuse to save them, even if they may know that Instructor Yang is for the soul-killing sword, they will feel uncomfortable. It is normal for human nature, this is not much different because they are soldiers.

Yang Jun saw the indifference in Yin Ling's eyes in front of him, but he didn't explain anything, and there was no need to explain anything, because several hours had passed since the battle. They must have understood what he thought at that time, and they should also understand that he did not do anything wrong at that time. They were indifferent to him, but they were emotionally unacceptable.

"Why aren't everyone sleeping yet?"

When asked this, Yang Jun looked at the moon in the sky. The moon had already set westward, and it was about three or four in the morning.

Hearing Yang Jun's question, Yin Ling's expression darkened, he pursed his lips tightly, and suddenly saluted, saying, "Report to Instructor Yang, nine more team members have become vegetatives. Everyone knows that they will never wake up in their lives and cannot sleep. The captain and the captain did not force us to go to bed, so everyone... haven't fallen asleep yet."

When Yang Jun's face changed, he felt a little sad and guilty when he heard that there was another nine female soldiers who had become vegetatives. He should have dismissed them when he learned that the Soul-killing Sword existed. He should not let them stay on Wuyou Mountain anymore. These nine female soldiers must have been on Wuyou Mountain tonight. Qian Duo can kill people with the Soul-killing Sword before finding him.

Nine, plus the five who had become vegetative people before, fourteen have died under the Soul-killing Sword.

There were 120 female soldiers, and from then on there were only 106.

After spending more than half a year with them, I helped them develop internal strength with my own hands and guided them in their cultivation questions every day. Yang Jun is not a ruthless plant. Now, when I first heard this bad news, I feel sad and guilty.

Perhaps seeing the sadness and guilt on Yang Jun's face, Yin Ling's face, who was standing in front of Yang Jun, was a little cold and indifferent. He hesitated for a moment, and comforted him: "Instructor Yang, you don't have to be sad for them. As first-level special forces soldiers, we sharp swordsmen have long been conscious of sacrificing for the country, but we never thought we would die in a game."

Yang Jun nodded silently and asked, "Where is your captain? Where is she?"

"Here!"

Yin Ling pointed to the playground where the lights were still on. Yang Jun's eyes looked in the direction of her fingers. At first glance, there was a military green figure waving his fists on the playground where there was only a high-pressure sodium lamp on.

Nodding at Yin Ling speechlessly, Yang Jun walked over there in a heavy mood.

There was no one else on the playground. There was only one light on in the huge playground, so most places were dark, and the military green figure was naturally Chu Wan. The only light on was not far away from her. At this time, she was wearing a pair of camouflage pants and a camouflage vest on her upper body, and gritted her teeth and fisted in front of the empty gasoline barrel hanging in front of her.

Under the light, sweat was already stained with water on her exposed arms. Yang Jun saw that there were only a few circles of worn-out cloth strips wrapped around her hands, and his fists were hitting the empty gasoline barrel in front of her, as if tirelessly.

It should be because she hit her for too long, her fist was covered with blood, but she was still wielding her fist.

Yang Jun walked to her side, and she seemed not to see it, and still stared at the empty gasoline barrel in front of her like she was looking at the irreconcilable enemy, punching one punch after another.

Yang Jun stood by her silently for a moment. Seeing that she still had no intention of stopping, he lowered his head and sighed inwardly, walked to her step by step, stood in front of the empty gasoline barrel, and looked at her with his chest.

She seemed to have not seen Yang Jun, and her heavy fists were still punching forward one after another. The heavy fists punched Yang Jun's chest one after another, making a dull sound. Chu Wan's fist did not contain internal force, and Yang Jun did not use internal force to protect her body, and completely endured her fist with the strength of her body.

As the captain of the sharp blade, Chu Wan's fist will naturally not be small. Although Yang Jun's body was trained vigorously, he was still beaten by Chu Wan's fist half a step back without using internal force to protect him. Every punch fell on his chest, which also made him feel stuffy in his chest.

Fortunately, after Chu Wan punched more than ten punches, her eyes became clearer. She probably saw that Yang Jun was in front of her. She let out a sigh and put her fists away.

"What are you doing?"

Her voice was still cold.

Yang Jun looked at her and felt Yang Jun's gaze. Chu Wan lowered her eyes slightly and avoided looking at Yang Jun.

"The Soul-killing Sword... is in my hands."

Yang Jun told her the news.

Upon hearing this, Chu Wan raised her head suddenly, staring at Yang Jun's eyes as sharp as ice and snow: "Really?"

"real."
Chapter completed!