The whole hall once again returned to a deathly silence, and you could hear a needle drop. Only a pool of dark red blood slowly flowed along the ground, staining the floor red. You Ziming took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood off his face.
He turned back to the chair and sat down. He raised his head and glanced at the silent crowd, and said calmly: "I don't want to know the reason for your failure. I only know that the person I want to kill is not dead yet, and is still alive and well!"
Thinking of Du Yun, You Ziming's eyes turned cold again, and he softly uttered a sentence that made everyone tremble: "If he doesn't die, you will die!"
Everyone trembled, and the sweat on their backs wetted their clothes in the blink of an eye, but they did not dare to make any sound.
A joke? No! These monks know You Ziming's character. If they can't kill Du Yun, You Ziming will definitely do what they say and kill them one by one to death! In You Ziming's eyes, there is no one else who cannot give up except himself.
Something! Even if everyone here is dead, as long as You Ziming waves his hand, a large number of soldiers will come here again.
Their Xuantong Empire doesn't have many things, it just has many monks. To You Ziming, they are nothing!
After a long silence, You Ziming said calmly: "Get rid of these corpses." The tone was so plain that it made people feel chilled: "It's an eyesore."
Outside the main hall, Du Yun casually killed one of You Ziming's personal guards, and then killed his great elder. Everyone was in chaos, the great elder was dead! At this time, no one paid attention to Qin Sisi anymore, and he was in a panic.
Qin Sisi didn't have any opinion at all. She finally came to her senses and ran back home quickly.
How pitiful! Qin Sisi never wanted Du Yun to think that he would be forced so hard. Although he had seen Du Yun injured before, she had never seen him in such a state of embarrassment and being chased all the way.
Qin Sisi huddled aside, feeling her whole body trembling and extremely cold, and couldn't help hugging her body tightly. But tears of fear could not help but flow from her eyes.
Suddenly a group of war horses stopped in front of her. The silver-white armor, red cloak, long knife at the waist, and halberd on the back all clearly revealed the identity of this group of people--the monks under You Ziming!
When the leader saw Qin Sisi, he said to the monks under his command: "Take him away."
In the main hall, the light is gloomy. You Ziming and Wang Ping are looking at Qin Sisi. Huo Yan's group who fought with Du Yun ran away in the chaos. Qin Sisi who is left in front of them is Du Yun's group.
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"Are you Qin Sisi?"
You Ziming was sitting in the hall, playing with a small and exquisite dagger in his hand. He looked at the girl standing below and asked lightly.
"I am Qin Sisi." Qin Sisi replied neither humble nor arrogantly, "Yeah. That's good." You Ziming was obviously very satisfied with Qin Sisi's weak eyes and respectful tone. He nodded and said, "Tell me about Du Yun and his group.
Hiding place, maybe I will consider letting you go."
In the quiet forest, a small stream flows happily into the distance. The water is clear and fish can be seen swimming.
Du Yun was naked from the waist up, soaking in the stream, cleaning his wounds, making "swishing" sounds from time to time.
Birds were singing in the trees, nightingales were flying, and various insects were seen turning around from time to time, creating a lively scene.
Du Yun's face was calm, and he walked out of the stream step by step. His naked upper body reflected a golden luster in the sun, and his muscles had clear outlines, showing the combination of strength and beauty. After applying the wound medicine, Du Yun slowly closed his eyes. , and began to restore his fighting spirit with all his strength. What he wanted to do now was not to join Huo Yan and his gang, but to gather enough energy to fight with You Ziming again. Only by completely defeating them could he shock other forces. Then he would have to fight again. It will also be easier when fighting for treasures.
Hey, have you heard that You Ziming Jingran sent someone to capture Qin Sisi!"
"It must be because of that Du Yun. I have seen Qin Sisi and that boy together before. Now it's over. In the hands of You Ziming, life must be worse than death."
"Hush! You Ziming has already let people say that Du Yun will die on the ground of Shenzang in two days, otherwise Qin Sisi will be killed!"
"Hey, tell me, will Du Yun show up for Qin Sisi?"
"Definitely not! That boy has only known Qin Sisi for half a day, how could he throw away his life for Qin Sisi?"
"That makes sense. If I had escaped long ago, why would I still be here?"
Half a day later, Du Yun returned to Misty Rain City. He immediately heard the news that was spreading wildly around him.
"Du Yun! Qin Sisi is in my hands. I don't want her to be tortured and die on the ground of Shenzang in two days!" One by one, You Ziming released a naked provocation.
"Qin Sisi?" Du Yun frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.
An hour later, another message spread crazily on the street: "You Ziming, in two days, the gods will hide on the ground and take your head!" - Du Yun!
Arrogant! Arrogant! Arrogant to the extreme!
This was everyone's first reaction after Du Yun challenged him!
"Hey, have you heard that Du Yun Jingran didn't take advantage of the opportunity to escape, but returned to Misty City?"
"Yes, I saw with my own eyes that Du Yun standing in the middle of the street, announcing loudly that he would kill You Ziming in two days!"
"How arrogant! So arrogant! That Du Yunjing challenged You Ziming in front of so many people, and threatened to kill You Ziming from his horse. This is a slap in the face in front of everyone!"
"Indeed, if it were me, I wouldn't be able to say such arrogant and arrogant words even if I were killed!"
"It is undeniable that this is the real man!"
"Okay, okay, okay!" After hearing the news that Du Yun accepted the challenge, You Ziming's eyes suddenly became extremely cold, and he sneered three times in a row, then crushed the tea cup in his hand, and the tea splashed, You Ziming Ming Leng sneered: "I'm waiting for you!"
"Sir," a monk hesitated for a moment, stepped forward and asked, "Do you need help?"
"Ask for help?" You Ziming's eyes flashed with cold light, and a cold murderous intent suddenly burst out. He was so frightened that the monk involuntarily took half a step back. He just stared at the monk with cold eyes until the monk With his forehead covered with cold sweat, You Ziming laughed loudly and said coldly: "Do you think I can't beat that Du Yun?"
"I don't dare!" The monk's sweat suddenly rolled down his forehead, and the cold sweat instantly wet the clothes on his back. He quickly fell to his knees with a "pop": "I am afraid that Du Yun will be injured by you, sir." Run away again, then..."
"Don't worry, he won't have that chance." You Ziming's eyes flashed, he waved his hand and said coldly: "Go down."
"Yes!" The monk quickly stood up and retreated as if he was saved by the alliance. Only You Ziming was left sitting in the court, not knowing what to think.
"Hey, do you think that Du Yun will show up?"
"Definitely not! That Du Yun is just talking. If he really dared to appear here, he would have been killed long ago!"
"Maybe, I saw Du Yun Yangyan that day, and his expression didn't look like he was faking it."
"Knowing people but not knowing their hearts! Under the threat of death, it's good that he can say something like this!"
"Forget it, stop guessing, I think Du Yun will appear soon."
"That's right, that's right! If you wait a little longer, you'll know the result naturally. There's no point in saying more now. As a man, don't keep making noises like a shrew."
"Day! Who do you think is a shrew?"
"Oh, everyone knows it, so there's no need to say it explicitly."
"^Your fucking mouth is full of shit!"
"You go fuckin' shit!"
As time ran out, the onlookers became more and more excited. Before Du Yun showed up, a group of people almost started fighting. The conflict intensified and quickly evolved into a large-scale bloody conflict. In the end, You Ziming
Someone was sent to suppress the riot.
"Senior Brother You, I heard that you are going to duel with a boy today?" Zhang Fangren, the leader of another empire who had some quarrel with the Xuantong Empire, asked with a smile.
You Ziming frowned slightly, raised his head and gave the young man a cold look, and said calmly: "Get out!"
"You!" Zhang Fangren was immediately furious. He put away the paper fan in his hand with a "crash" sound. His face was gloomy and he was about to break out. However, he was quietly pulled away by a middle-aged guard behind him. He remembered the previous words of the family elders.
After the order, he gritted his teeth, a smile appeared on his face again, and said with a smile: "You Ziming, I heard that you were beaten by a guy named Du Yun two days ago and vomited blood. Is it true? Who can tell you?
Are our geniuses overwhelmed?"
A cold murderous intent suddenly flashed in You Ziming's eyes. He looked at the young man in blue shirt and said coldly: "Zhang Fangren, do you want to die?"
Hearing the undisguised contempt and murderous intent in You Ziming's tone, the smile on Zhang Fangren's face suddenly froze, he snorted coldly, and stood up: "Then I'll wait to see your majestic appearance later.
But don’t be careless for a moment, and you will be killed by others!”
"Humph, I won't bother you." You Ziming raised his eyelids and said calmly: "But you, Zhang Fangren, should be more careful on the way back, lest you die without knowing how."
Zhang Fang was furious and just about to speak, there was a sudden noise from below.
"I'm coming!"
"Du Yun appears!"
"It's really that boy! He really appeared here Jingran!"
"Here we come!" You Ziming's eyes flashed, and he stood up from his chair suddenly, looking down with fighting intent in his eyes.
Under the silver moon, flowers and rain are falling all over the sky, stars are twinkling, Du Yun's black hair is flying, he is holding a steel square halberd in his hand, his clothes are dancing in the wind, and he is stepping on the flowers all over the ground as he strides forward!
The silver moon is like a wheel, hanging high in the sky, shedding pieces of silver light. The moonlight pours down like mercury, making everything shine.
The evening breeze blows, and the air is filled with charming fragrance. The purple flowers sway in the wind, and the purple night flies are extremely beautiful.
Stepping under the starlight in the sky, Du Yun, with his black hair flying, holding a war gun, appeared at the end of the earth, moving like a dragon and a tiger, sweeping forward like the wind.
Fang Tian raised his halberd at an angle, and the spear glowed, as if it was about to penetrate the void, and pointed straight at You Ziming who was standing on the high pavilion.