In this world, there will always be some people who don't know whether to live or die.
For example, this warrior is arrogant with Ye Junlin.
But it was said that after Ye Junlin was 'provoked' by this warrior, the murderous intention in his heart increased sharply, and a sword energy accompanied by his murderous intention suddenly attacked the warrior.
The sword energy aroused a radiant light all over the sky, like a sharp arrow, instantly flying towards the warrior's throat.
"puff--"
A stream of blood gushed out from the warrior's throat like a water column. The warrior fell to the ground and died without closing his eyes.
Li Kun's eyes were now as big as copper bells. He was also shocked in his heart: on the one hand, he was surprised by Ye Junlin's decisiveness in killing and his character of revenge; on the other hand, he was surprised by Ye Junlin's murderous character.
means.
"Sword Qi Condensation is a move that even the immortals at the Sword Forging Villa may not be able to do." Li Kun thought to himself.
Ye Junlin looked at the fallen body of the warrior, and some black light in his heart rose again. He turned his head coldly, waiting for Li Kun and Jin Ling.
"Do you also think that this 'Red Ghost Golden Mirror' should belong to you?" Ye Junlin asked calmly, his face as frosty as ice.
"We are not so ignorant." Li Kun said with a smile: "We have already taken advantage of ourselves by escaping from the hands of the 'soul-eating beast', so naturally we will not plot anything. On the contrary, we also want to thank you
Your saving grace."
"No need." Ye Junlin stood up and put the 'Red Ghost Golden Mirror' back into his arms.
"Farewell." Ye Junlin said.
"Wait!" Jin Ling suddenly shouted.
"Miss Jin, is there anything else?" Ye Junlin's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"Here you go." Jin Ling's slender hand gently raised it, and a delicate space ring drew an arc in the air, and then fell steadily into Ye Junlin's hand.
"We, the Chixiao Chamber of Commerce, never like to owe others favors. Let us consider this as our gratitude for your life-saving grace." Jin Ling said, with a hint of anger on his face.
"good."
Ye Junlin put the ring on his hand, waved, turned and left. A snow-white wolf king followed closely behind him.
For some reason, when Ye Junlin turned around and left, Jin Ling's eyes suddenly became blurry. She didn't know when the figure of a young man was imprinted in her heart. That figure was aloof, decisive, and mysterious.
When the young man's figure disappeared at the end of the road, Jin Ling, who was also aloof and arrogant, lay on Li Kun's shoulder and cried.
A helpless smile appeared on Li Kun's face, but he did not offer any advice and allowed the girl's tears to wet his clothes.
"My surname is Ye. What you owe me, sooner or later, I will ask you to pay it back to me." Jin Ling cried, but she said viciously.
"Relationships are indeed the most complicated." Li Kun felt a smile in his heart and comforted him: "Miss, we will meet again if we are destined. Let's go back. Don't forget the task assigned to us by the president.
It’s not finished yet.”
"Yeah." After listening to Li Kun's words, Jin Ling wiped the tears on her face, and some of her inner feelings were covered up again.
The stubborn and aloof eldest lady of the ‘Chixiao Chamber of Commerce’ is back again.
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...
But Ye Jun said goodbye to Li Kun and Jin Ling, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. But those black light groups in his heart were like water-absorbing sponges, sucking away those little feelings in an instant.
Perhaps, until Ye Junlin kills Jiangzhou, nothing can move him.
"Xiao Bai, can you still sense that 'Li Mo'?" Ye Junlin sent a message to the White Wolf King.
After hearing the news, the White Wolf King closed his eyes tightly, and his soul thoughts began to wander in the world. Suddenly, the Wolf King opened his eyes.
"Master, that man is in the west of the city." The White Wolf King said slowly.
"Okay, let's go to the west of the city."
Although the death of Li Mo's wife was not caused by Ye Junlin, Ye Junlin always felt sorry for Li Mo. Perhaps, if he had not intervened, such a tragedy would not have happened.
To the west of the city is a mass grave.
In a corner of the mass grave, a young man was guarding a new grave, looking lonely.
There was a spear standing in front of the grave, and a human head hung on the spear. The man seemed to have experienced something terrible before his death, his eyes were ferocious, and he would not close his eyes until death.
The owner of this head is named ‘Ling Jin’.
Ye Junlin, under the guidance of the White Wolf King, arrived at the tomb soon.
Li Mo raised his head, and the two teenagers who had some similar experiences looked at each other. There were no greetings, no greetings, or even any words.
Ye Junlin walked to the grave, knelt down and kowtowed three times.
"I'm sorry." Ye Junlin murmured.
"What does it have to do with you?" Li Mo's tone was exactly the same as Ye Junlin's.
Ye Junlin stopped being polite and plopped down in front of the grave.
"You boy, you are really talented. In the end, you cut off this guy's head forcefully." Ye Junlin said while looking at the head hanging on the spear.
"You have to kill him after all. Otherwise I won't even be able to sleep well," Li Mo said.
"A man should be like this." Ye Junlin sighed.
The two young men sat in front of the grave and said nothing. In the distant mountains and forests, there were bursts of roaring tigers and cries of apes.
Time passed by minute by second, and gradually, the sunset set over the Western Mountain.
"Let's go." Li Mo stood up and said to Ye Junlin.
"Where to go?" Ye Junlin asked.
"Do you dare to get drunk with me?" Li Mo's expression seemed to be getting better.
"Why not?"
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...
When the lanterns first came on, a small shop by the river became lively.
On a table, there were four exquisite side dishes, and two decadent teenagers were sitting next to them.
The two teenagers seemed to be very drunk after drinking a lot of wine. There were more than a dozen empty wine jars scattered in front of them.
At the feet of one of the boys, a white wolf king lay quietly, gnawing on a bone.
"Brother Ye, from now on, my life, Li Mo, belongs to you." Li Mo said.
"What's yours and mine? We brothers don't talk about this." Ye Junlin said lazily.
"Okay! From now on, you and I will be brothers."
"Yes, brother." Ye Junlin was very drunk, and his words began to be incoherent: "We are brothers on the ground, why should we be close to each other... At the same time, we have become human beings across the world, why do we have to know each other before we meet...
"
"Dry!"
The wine bowls collided and made a crisp sound.
The two young men took advantage of the river breeze and the fishing fire, and fell asleep drunkenly.
In his dream, Ye Junlin saw him in the past and the beautiful pictures in his memory.