Chapter 702

"You failed."

The tone of Jinlong mask is cold.

Hu Hanxie clenched his teeth: "I didn't expect that in addition to Shen Zhenyi, there was an expert among them. We've got to get ahead of the others, but we haven't figured out what's going on You can't play all the cards... "

He explained with difficulty.

"But you failed."

Jinlong mask doesn't want to hear any explanation at all.

"The 19th Lord also failed in Shen Zhenyi's hands."

"The failure of others is not your reason."

Huhanye was speechless. He knew that this time, he had lost his hands in vain, which made people laugh.

But Even if someone else plays, he doesn't believe he can do better than himself. Who would have expected that the unknown swordsman, who looked so sick, could not use one of the nine secret swords to such a level.

Where on earth did this man come from?

He can only bow his head and gnash his teeth.

If the royal family loses this face, they will always fight back!

Hu Hanxie looks into the dark.

Broken temple.

Yuanshan wiped his sword. The body of the sword was like a flame. Under the moonlight, it was as bright as a Wang Qingquan.

There is a faint bloodstain on the edge of the sword. It seems that there is a smell of blood around three feet. In this day, I don't know how many dead souls were taken away by the sword.

The more murderous.

The more stagnant.

He coughed gently, bent his back, but his eyes were as bright as stars in the night sky.

"I think his illness seems to be much better."

Chu Huoluo looks at him not far away, some doubt.

After the first World War, yiyuanshan's weak constitution should have been more serious, but his cough was alleviated.

Is killing still effective in curing diseases?

Shen Zhenyi was silent.

His eyes rested on the winding sword and frowned slightly.

People have their own destiny. Even if they have the ability to change their destiny by force, how can those who understand and embark on their own destiny will be willing to accept such changes?

Sometimes, I choose my own way.

Mr. Shen can change the world, but he can't change people's hearts.

He knew that for a long time.

The night was doomed to be sleepless.

Yuan Shan finally wiped his sword. He threw the sword behind him at will. He raised his head and showed his white teeth with a smile: "do you want a drink?"

He said it to Shen Zhenyi.

Of course, Shen Zhenyi was the only man present. Although Yuanshan doesn't discriminate against girls, he still thinks it's appropriate to find a man to drink.

"Good."

Mr. Shen San won't drink with people casually, but what's the harm of drinking once with heroes?

He did not ask where the wine was, whether it was good to drink?

Yuan Shan burst out laughing, stretched his palm to the ground, and heard a dull sound. The ground cracked and revealed a dark wine cellar. Several clay jars scattered, faint smell of wine.

"Where did you get the wine?"

Chu Huoluo gaped.

This ruined temple is deserted. I don't know how long the incense has been broken. Who would store wine in this place? Is it the original Temple wish left before the fall? I don't know how long it has been. I dare not drink it!

"I hid it."

Yuan Shan was so elated and elated that he seemed to be very satisfied with the surprise reaction.

"Why are you hiding wine here?" Chu Huoluo is even more surprised.

Is this your former residence?

It can't be! Who would live in such a place if there were no shops in front of the village?

Yuanshan picked up a jar of wine and clapped open the mud seal. He wanted to take a drink first. After thinking about it, he wiped the mouth of the jar with his sleeve and handed it to Shen Zhenyi.

Shen Zhenyi smiles slightly. He takes out an amber luminous bowl from somewhere. He gently taps his finger. A transparent wine slurry flies out of the jar and drops into the bowl like a dragon. He slowly pours half a bowl of wine.

The fragrance is refreshing.

"That's enough."

With a stroke of his finger, he cut off the wine line, held up the amber bowl and raised his glass to Yuanshan.

Yuanshan laughs and shakes the wine jar, and the two drink to each other.

Shen Zhenyi only used a few mouthfuls, but Yuanshan drank up all the wine in a jar, then he threw it away and yelled, "happy

He's so bold that he doesn't have the slightest look of a tuberculosis ghost.

"Hello

Chu Huoluo was puzzled, and then asked: "ask you! Why are you hiding wine here? "

"There must be more drinks at the burial place."

Yuan Shan narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "I have walked this road thousands of times. I have calculated what kind of sniping I will encounter and where I can go with my sword technique. This ruined temple should be the limit. "

"What do you mean?"Chu Huoluo is shocked and doesn't understand what the young man is talking about.

Yuanshan opened the second jar of wine, looked back at Xuanyan, who was still in a deep sleep, and took a deep drink. Then he sighed: "in my whole life, I was only born to escort the Xuanjia family back to their hometown. I always wanted to do this well. Of course, I would like to know the way from Xuanjia to ice field. When I had nothing to do, I went back and forth on this road. Now, there are not a thousand times, but also 800 times... "

Princess long and others are all in a fog. Are there people who were born for this?

They look at Shen Zhenyi inquisitively. Master will always know the answer.

However, Shen Zhenyi just sighed.

Only Yuanshan murmured to himself.

“…… At the beginning, my sword skill was not strong. I'm afraid that once someone came, I would have to run for my life, and I would not be able to escape from a hundred miles. "

"Later on, my cultivation became higher and higher. After calculation, it was not too difficult to die for thousands of miles, but in any case, I could not escape half of this road."

"I thought that as long as the swordsmanship becomes stronger and stronger, I can surpass everyone. However, I don't know that human resources are limited sometimes. Even if I am lucky enough to become a secret sword technique, my own qualification can only make me to this step."

"Unless Give my life. "

He looked sad, but with determination and boldness.

It is impossible to make a breakthrough in human qualification.

But if you work hard, you can break through.

In the real sense -

-- spell! Life!

In today's World War I, Xianyuan mountain, a sick sword, is bound to be famous all over the world. But who can imagine how his sword technique was practiced and what price he paid.

"I know I can escort the blood of the Xuan family to escape, and I know I will die."

After recognizing this reality, it will not be so difficult to accept.

Anyway, when old master Xuan gave him a favor, he also planned to break his bones to repay him.

This is not the same result.

"Besides, I can't get to the end."

The seventh level master of Shenren state can know his physical condition accurately.

He knew he would die on the way.

He knows his limits.

In that case, he would choose a place with wine to die.

Because of his cough, he never had a good drink in his life.

At least once before you die.

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