A black shadow floated down from the tree, and in the blink of an eye, a handsome boy stood in front of Xu Yimen.
"Who are you? Don't meddle in other people's business!" the masked man in the lead asked in a deep voice.
Ji Yun smiled and said, "I've saved these two people, you can get out!" Then he turned to look at the seriously injured two people and said, "Are you... okay?"
When they saw someone coming to save him, they were happy. They never thought that they were a boy. The most outrageous thing was that the boy was holding a white rabbit in his arms. Xu Yimen smiled bitterly and said, "Little brother, we are fine, you should leave quickly. These people are not easy to mess with!"
These people only paid attention to Ji Yun's appearance. Although they looked a little mature, their faces were obviously childish and they were even holding a rabbit. How could any master hold a rabbit? It was obviously a family master with a righteous heart...
"Brothers! Come on together, chop up that arrogant stinky brat together!" The leader masked man shouted, and more than a dozen masked men rushed up together.
Xu Yimen's eyes narrowed and he hurriedly said, "Little brother, hurry up! Hide behind me and rush out with Ah Xing later!"
Ji Yun chuckled and patted the white rabbit's long ears. The white rabbit crawled onto Ji Yun's shoulder well, and a blood-colored sword appeared in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Guanghua Slash!"
The dazzling blood-colored light covered all the masked people, and there was a 'puff puff puff puff' sound and a muffled groan.
The light disappeared, and a dozen masked people were all broken into countless pieces scattered on the ground. The scene was extremely bloody, but the masked leader was still standing in the scene, covered with deep bone-observing wounds.
The masked man looked solemnly and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
"Ji Yun!"
The masked man was stunned and said bitterly: "It turned out to be you, no wonder..."
"Okay! I have saved the person, you can get out!" Ji Yun said calmly.
"Don't you kill me?" The masked man was full of surprise.
"Why should I kill you? I'm just saving people, not a murderer..."
The masked man's mouth twitched, thinking: You are indeed not a murderer, but you are a murderer... So he looked at Ji Yun in a complicated way, thanked him, and stumbled out of the woods.
"Okay!" Ji Yun turned his head and said with a smile: "You are already safe!"
The two of them were in a daze and shivered and said to themselves: What a terrifying killing method, they can even laugh like someone who is fine.
"Can you still leave?" Ji Yun asked.
Xu Yimen smiled bitterly: "I can't leave anymore. It's my brother. Can you bother me to send him to the imperial capital? Xu Yimen is so grateful!"
When Ji Yun looked at Xu Yimen, his face turned pale and his eyes were distracted. It was a sign of dying. It was not easy to persevere until now, and Ximen Xing's injuries were slightly lighter.
"This..." Ji Yun was a little embarrassed. He wanted to go home first. If he sent Ximencheng to the imperial capital, the matter of going home would be suppressed.
When Xu Yimen saw Ji Yun hesitating, he quickly said, "The little brother is full of righteousness, righteousness, majestic, chivalrous (the words n are omitted here)... I believe the little brother will agree."
Ji Yun smiled bitterly and said, "Since you have said that, can I do it if I don't agree?" Xu Yimen praised Ji Yun to the level of a saint. If Ji Yun doesn't agree, Xu Yimen will probably die with his eyes open.
And he admired Xu Yimen very much. He could praise him for a stick of incense in one breath when he was dying, and it was not repeated. It seemed that he was well aware of this.
Xu Yimen also had a peaceful smile on his face and said, "Then I'm sorry, I don't know the name of the little brother?"
"My name is Ji Yun!"
"Your name is Ji Yun?" Xu Yimen was immediately excited, his eyes shot out of his brilliance, which was a reflexive reflex, and there was sadness on Ximon Xing's face.
"You are the one who almost killed Cang Nongshu and chased Ji Yun who was the principal of Shenwu Academy to beat him?"
Ji Yun rolled his eyes and cursed: It's really good things that don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles... Then he nodded depressedly: "Yes! I'm the Ji Yun you mentioned."
"What is the proof?" Xu Yimen asked anxiously with his right hand holding the hilt of the knife and holding Ji Yun's arm with his left hand.
Ji Yun rolled his eyes and thought to himself: Is my own identity still necessary to prove it? Is there still impersonation? Ji Yun thought well, and there are indeed impersonation, but there are still many impersonation.
He has not appeared in the eyes of the world for a year, and various red-haired warriors emerged from Yuntian Continent, all of whom were known as Ji Yun. He didn't know where to get a exactly the same blood sword. As a result, he broke the fight with someone and made people laugh.
However, Ji Yun's fame has not diminished at all, but has risen, and has become particularly mysterious in the eyes of the world.
"How can I prove that you are holding me like this?"
"Oh, sorry." Xu Yimen quickly let go of his hand and said with a wry smile: "Then you prove it!"
Ji Yun sighed, and took out a golden sign with the words "Fallen Kill" engraved on it. Xu Yimen looked at the sign in Ji Yun's hand with a trembling figure, and laughed suddenly: "It's true! It's true!"
The voice stopped abruptly, Xu Yishan's smile was still moving, his pupils quickly dissipated, but he was still standing tall in front of Ji Yun.
"Brother Xu!" Ximen Xing shouted in grief and anger, and cried loudly while holding Xu Yimen's body.
Ji Yun stared at Xu Yimen's corpse in a daze. His face still had a happy smile, and his eyes were always fixed on Ji Yun.
"Don't worry, I'll send him to the imperial capital." As soon as Ji Yun finished speaking, Xu Yimen's eyes closed with peace of mind, making Ji Yun stunned.
Whether it was because of the serious injury or excessive sadness, Ximen Xing fainted under Xu Yimen's body.
"This is a real man!" Ji Yun said intimately, burying Xu Yimen's body into the soil with respect. Ximen Xing also woke up and knelt in front of the mound of soil in a daze.
Ji Yun also stood in front of the mound for a while, exhaled, and said, "Let's go!" Ximen Xing was still kneeling in front of the mound without moving.
"A person cannot be resurrected after death, let's go!" Ji Yun patted Ximen Xing's shoulder and comforted him. Xiaobai also knew that now was not the time to play, but just stayed quietly in Ji Yun's arms.
"You go to the imperial capital alone, I won't go!"
Ji Yun frowned and said, "Before he died, he asked you to go to the imperial capital, how could you not go?"
Ximen Xing took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Ji Yun without looking back, saying, "Since Brother Xu believes in you so much, then I believe in you once. Please help me hand this letter to your Majesty. This is my mission to go to the imperial capital!"
"What about you?" Ji Yun took the letter and asked.
"Along the way, many brothers died. Most of them were corpses in the wilderness. I would bring them back, bury them with Brother Xu, and then guard the tomb for them."
Ximen Xing's lonely figure immediately became taller in front of Ji Yun, and he thought to himself: What a man who values love and righteousness!
"Since that's the case, I will deliver the letter. Brother Ximen, take care of it." Ji Yun bowed, looked at Ximen Xing still kneeling in front of the mound without saying anything, sighed, put away the letter, turned around and walked out of the woods.
On the road, Ji Yun looked towards Baicai City and thought to himself: I can only go back next time. He shot out with his body and galloped towards the opposite place to Baicai City...
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