The medicinal power of the elixir had almost completely dispersed. When Lei Luo, who had recovered a little strength in his body, finally stood up with difficulty, but saw that Daoyuan beside him was a little strange.

His right hand was holding the Life and Death Sword tightly, his body tilted slightly, and his entire center of gravity was pressed against the sword. Obviously, only in this way could he barely stand.

Lei Luo's eyes turned red in an instant, and he quickly supported him: "Boss..." but he felt sad and choked up.

"What a brotherly love!"

Seeing them like this, a hint of shame appeared on the leader's face, but the shame flashed and then a layer of frost was covered with another layer of frost. As his figure flashed, his hands suddenly slapped at their foreheads and shouted angrily: "Since that's the case, then you go to hell to continue your brotherly relationship, it's just right that the underworld is companion!"

Daoyuan sighed in his heart. Even if he was unwilling to give up at this moment, he knew that he was powerless to flash again. It was a pity that he had implicated Lei Luo. If he had not come with him, he should have lived well in Yunxiao City now. Where is Jin'er? Is it safe now?

Thoughts were turning, and suddenly a force came from his shoulders, but Lei Luo knocked him away and faced the palms of death alone.

There was no fear on his face, but a faint smile instead.

Boss, I have never told you. On the day I recognized you, I swear: I don’t ask for birth on the same day of the same year, but I ask for death on the same day of the same month of the same year!

Today, our brothers can go to the underworld together. I, Lei Luo, have no regrets in my heart, but I am sorry that I can't do my promise to Senior Jianling! Now, I wish that God did not hear the sentence of death in the same year, month and day...

call out!

A tiny hidden weapon was flying through the air at a rapid speed, and with an immeasurable force, the leader Tingfeng Bian was instantly from far and near. He knew that the hidden weapon was actually coming towards him, and suddenly burst into cold sweat on his back. Regardless of the recoil of the true energy, he stopped his body and suddenly retreated several feet.

The hidden weapon brushed his cheek and flew over. The huge wind made his face hurt. When he stabilized his body, he looked in fear and shouted angrily: "Who is it?!"

However, the sound is full of a sarcastic and cowardly voice.

Lei Luo was overjoyed: Is there a savior?

Daoyuan's expression relaxed and he turned to look.

A figure walked up from the hill dozens of feet away.

The man took steps slowly and looked unhappy, but in just a dozen steps, he arrived not far from the three of them.

This person is only about forty years old and is wearing a blue dress. Perhaps because he has washed countless times, although he is clean, he is already a little white at this moment, and the corners are a little worn. His thin and sharp face is full of dust, as if he has been walking for a long time.

A few strands of white hair hang down from the temples, forming a strong contrast with the black hair elsewhere. The lonely expression gives people a feeling of extreme vicissitudes and cynicality, but it is somewhat similar to the sword spirit.

He held a sword in his right hand, carried it on his shoulder obliquely, and there was a mottled wine gourd in his left hand. While walking, he was still drinking wine in big gulps. His drunken eyes looked ahead without any attention, as if he had lost interest in everything in the world.

The man staggered to the front, burped, looked at the leader lazyly, and said, "Are you asking me?"

"No one else is here, of course I'm asking you!" The leader thought about his support and thrust his chest slightly: "Who are you?"

"Passing by." The man shook his head, looking light and calm.

"Since you are a passerby, you should walk well. There is no benefit in meddling in other people's business!"

"Well, you're right." The man nodded slightly and repeated: "It's really no good to meddle in other people's business... But if the road is not smooth, you will feel uncomfortable walking..."

"So, you must take this muddy water?" The leader naturally understood the meaning of the words, and his face changed slightly.

"Mutty water?" The man drank a sip of wine, smacked his lips with unfulfilled intentions, and said, "Mutty water is good, can you catch fish when you hear muddy water? This is an ancient saying, and we should remember it."

The leader was furious: "Are you spending my time?"

"Uh...you said that's right."

When he thought of the power of the hidden weapon just now, the leader suppressed the urge to take action, his eyes rolled around, and suddenly bowed to the man: "You are extraordinary, I admire you! But do you know who you want to care about?"

The man looked at the gourd in his hand, looked caring and responded calmly: "I don't need to know this. I just think that people who value love and righteousness should not die like this. This alone is enough."

"It seems that you are very confident in your cultivation! But do you know what kind of disaster will be caused?" The leader said coldly: "I don't know if you know the Chen family in the First City..."

"Are you threatening me?"

"I am reminding you that there is no need to cause trouble for two irrelevant people!"

"Chen family, hehe, Chen family..." The man laughed inexplicably for a few words, and suddenly changed color and said, "I am in a bad mood today, so I will leave me quickly if I know the appearance!"

The leader felt a sharp pressure suddenly come, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, his face turned pale, and he thought to himself: Where did this guy come out? Not only is he so high in cultivation, but he also doesn't even get into the oil and salt...

While thinking about it, I suddenly saw the scabbard in the man's hand with a simple and old shape. I felt as if I had heard a similar description somewhere. I was shocked and suddenly thought about it, and blurted out, "That's... Wuqiu Sword! Are you a wanderer and drunk Wuqiu?! You... how could you be here!"

"The world is broad, let me do whatever I want! Why can't I be here?"

By saying this, I admit my identity.

"The most important thing is that you have no desire to get drunk without asking, and your life is hard to keep under the sword. The blood is cold before the residual cup is exhausted, and you are half awake and half drunk with ghosts and gods are worried!"

These four sentences mean drunk without asking for help!

After the leader said these four sentences, his face became even more ugly. He knew in his heart that since he met this person, no method could be used to change his decision unless he defeated him! This guy was not good at liberty and salt, and he would not sell anyone's face, but his strength was so high. According to legend, ten years ago, Zui Wuqiu's cultivation had reached the peak of the upper realm of Chongyang, and he was only one step away from the realm of seizing the sky!

Truly unattainable and unfathomable!

Such a strong man, even if he had ten intact selfs, would not be his sword enemy, and he was foolishly bargaining with him. Although this man was not a bloodthirsty person, he was also a strange-tempered person. He would definitely draw his sword to face him if he had any disagreement. But today, he changed his temperament and showed mercy, otherwise he would have died hundreds of times now!

Thinking of this, the leader was sweating and his legs became weak, and he bowed to Zui Wuqiu, and then he left in a panic without looking back, and he didn't even bother to say a sentence like "The green mountains do not change and the green water flows forever."

Zui Wuqiu looked at the other side of the hill, which was where he had just arrived, his face suddenly darkened, then sighed, turned around and walked with big strides.

"Senior, wait!" Lei Luo supported Daoyuan and bowed gratitude to him: "We brothers remember our feelings for saving each other today. If we have the chance in the future, we will definitely repay you!"

"No need." Zui Wuqiu waved his hand without looking back: "I just saved you with feelings, not sincerity, so you don't have to take it seriously, and you may not meet again in the future..."

It was just a few words that his figure had gone away and disappeared soon. Only a few vague voices came, with endless sadness and loneliness.

"The road to the end of the world is light, and the frost is bullying the hair on both temples. It is hard to get drunk after drinking a thousand cups. The wind and rain are in the dream of the moonlight..."

Lei Luo has always been ignorant of Shi and said strangely: "This senior's words are a bit irrelevant. How can there be wind and rain on the night of the moonlight?"

"I think he should be talking about mood. On the night of the moon, it is a time of comfort and joy. If there is wind and rain falling into a dream, it will make people sad and sad, and their hearts will be difficult to calm down..."

Daoyuan looked at the direction where Zui Wuqiu disappeared slowly, and the light flashed in his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
Chapter completed!