Chapter 111 109 Three Qis Transformed Into Three Diagrams, Righteous Way, Evil Way, Free Way (Long Chapter, Please Subscribe)

Chapter 111 109. Three Qis Transformed into Three Pictures, Righteous Way, Evil Way, Free Way (Long Chapter - Please Subscribe)

Morning light, small courtyard, golden sunshine.

The March wind blows up the green willows by the lake, and the apricot blossoms on the wall. Li Yuan looks at the picture in front of him thoughtfully.

The picture shows a knight who travels thousands of miles to take a head. He is righteous and hates evil. He travels thousands of miles without any worries. He carries a sword on his back and the clouds and the moon.

He had already found the trajectory, and the only thing missing was to overlap the artistic conception with the trajectory. At this time, he found an opportunity, and followed the trajectory to draw a visualization picture.

This is a picture of a hero.

It is [Thousand Miles Hero Visualization Picture].

But Li Yuan himself is very confused. He is obviously not a hero, so why can he draw this?

Thinking about it, "hero" may occupy a part of his artistic conception, but it is definitely not all.

So.

He has obviously finished the picture, but he is still unsatisfied.

His intention is not yet exhausted, because the intention he drew is not all his intention.

He drew the [Imagination of the Thousand Miles Hero], and the heroic spirit in his heart quietly drifted away with the tip of the pen, as if he had returned to calm after venting, so other emotions suddenly surged out again, appearing more clearly and violently in front of him.

"Then draw again."

Li Yuan took the paper and picked up the pen.

Outside the door, a maid Xiaolan wanted to deliver food to the master, after all, the master had not gone out for a day and a night. But Madam Yan came here at some point, she stopped Xiaolan and said, "Don't disturb him."

"But, the master hasn't eaten for a long time." Li Yuan usually treats people well, and even Xiaolan is worried about him.

Madam Yan didn't say anything, but said, "Then wait for the master to come out by himself, whether it is day or night, prepare food for him. Let him have a hot meal at any time."

Xiaolan responded hurriedly and retreated.

The beautiful woman in white stood outside the elegant full moon archway, with her back to Li Yuan in the yard, staring into the distance in a trance, not knowing what she was thinking. The village girl temperament she once had had faded, but her eyes were deep but still pure.

In the yard, Li Yuan's "heroic spirit" was gone, and things would turn around, giving rise to a "dead and evil spirit", just like if the positive power in a person's heart is exhausted, then what is left is likely to be negative and decadent.

He picked up the pen, wrote a few more lines of poetry on the paper.

"How sad the South Mountain is, ghost rain sprinkles the empty grass."

"In the middle of the night in Chang'an in autumn, a few people grow old in the wind."

"I don't know how high the blue sky is, how thick the yellow earth is, I only see the cold moon and the warm sun, which are used to fry people's longevity."

"Eating bear makes you fat, eating frog makes you thin. Where is the God, where is Taiyi."

This is the poem of Changji, the ghost poet before the time travel, sad, depressed, and strange

And it seems that the meaning was captured from these poems, and that meaning was integrated with Li Yuan's own meaning, prompting him to lift the pen in an instant, dip the pen tip in ink, and point it on the new paper.

Li Yuan seemed to be in an absolute pessimism and loss. He painted one stroke at a time, but he was always thinking about the life record to let the record blend into it.

One day passed.

Two days passed

The young man lowered his pen dejectedly and looked up at the painting in front of him.

In the painting, there are barren mountains with withered grass, tombs like cities, and raindrops falling, each drop is like a wandering evil ghost.

This picture is the [Nanshan Ghost Rain Visualization Picture].

It is also a picture of the devil.

After Li Yuan finished painting this picture, the "depressed and negative" thoughts in his heart also swayed away.

He carefully looked at the painting and read it carefully, and found that it actually matched the Life Atlas.

However, the focus is different from the [Thousand Miles Hero Objective Visualization Picture].

In other words, this picture contains the trajectory of the Life Atlas, but the trajectory is originally several overlapping, and the trajectory focused on by the [Nanshan Ghost Rain Visualization Picture] is completely different from that of the [Thousand Miles Hero Objective Visualization Picture].

At this moment, Li Yuan's mind flashed.

Through personal practice, many pieces of information are linked together, and many questions are also answered.

He suddenly thought of the sixth-grade common sense that Zhao Xiantong and Gu Xiang had popularized to him before.

"So, the Atlas of Life is a choice. Different people will see different trajectories in the Atlas of Life.

Seeing different trajectories, they will see different pictures after understanding."

"But in fact, it is not the trajectory that allows them to see the picture.

The picture itself exists, they just see a corner of the artistic conception of the person who drew the picture in the trajectory."

"So that's the case, so that's it."

Li Yuan was in a good mood.

At this moment, he understood the secret of the Atlas of Life.

All those who rely on the "Atlas of Life" to advance from the seventh rank to the sixth rank have chosen a path in the "Atlas of Life" and visualized a scene, perhaps visualization 1, or visualization 2, or visualization 3.

But as long as you can visualize this step, you have already mastered the essence, even if this essence is actually only a small part of the complete Atlas of Life, it is enough.

However, different people will only experience different artistic conceptions from the picture.

This is also the fundamental reason why the Yanyue Sect broke its inheritance.

Maybe Master Li is not talented at all, but because his temperament is not compatible with his master.

His master drew a "spiritual and tangible" life record, which was actually only a small part of "one that did not contain the visualization diagram and two that was incomplete".

But this small part might just be incompatible with Master Li's temperament. Even if Master Li tried his best, he could not draw it.

Although self-created people like Li Yuan could see it clearly, they also had to work harder.

He needs to create visualization pictures 1, 2, and 3, and then peel off the "emphasis tracks" from these pictures, and recombine these "emphasis tracks" into a real life catalog, a picture with God's Illustration of life.

What practitioners see is this life catalog, and then they see a certain trajectory, and then visualize the tip of the iceberg in the visualization map, and finally touch a certain power of the creator.

Li Yuan, on the other hand, created all the visualization diagrams, and then integrated the trajectories of the visualization diagrams into a life catalog for others to gain insights from.

It's a full circle.

After the "heroic energy" and the "dead energy and evil energy" were gone, the remaining energy in Li Yuan's heart came out again.

It was as if he had gone through all kinds of turbulence and fallen into the evil murderous ways, and now he had retired to the mountains and forests, with a peaceful mind and a carefree mind.

Li Yuan didn't want to stop this rare opportunity. Although he didn't sleep for three days and three nights, his body could hold on.

He took a deep breath, picked up his pen again, and wrote a few lines of poetry.

"If life is not satisfactory in this world, it will ruin the boat in the Ming Dynasty."

"Put the white deer among the green cliffs and ride to visit famous mountains as soon as possible."

"When you are young, you hate the lack of pleasure, but you are willing to love a daughter and smile lightly.

I hold wine for you to persuade the setting sun, and leave the evening light among the flowers. "

"The bamboo stick and mango shoes are better than the horse, who is afraid? You can live your whole life in the misty rain."

Close your eyes, think, feel, pick up the pen, use ink, and be full of energy.

This time, it took him three days and three nights. After completing it, he threw the pen away and leaned back with his arms stretched out, his eyes still looking at the newly drawn picture.

In the picture, the young master is smiling, with long hair disheveled, wearing a bamboo hat, riding a white deer upside down, wandering among the mountains and rivers.

This is a [Visual Picture of a Young Master Riding a Deer].

This picture is not a hero or a demon, but a picture of freedom.

"There's still one last step left."

Li Yuan took a short rest for a few breaths, then straightened up again. He placed the three visualization tools beside him, picked up a new piece of white paper, and started drawing.

He drew the "focused trajectories" in the "Visualization of the Chivalrous Person A Thousand Miles Ago", "Visualization of the Ghost Rain in Nanshan", and "Visualization of the Young Master Riding a Deer" respectively, making these trajectories form three intertwined, seemingly The lines are chaotic and disorderly, but actually hide mysteries.

And this is the real catalog of life.

This is the secret of Life Illustration.

He's done.

Afterwards, Li Yuan put away the four pictures in the jade box, took a good bath, had another meal, and then lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

This sleep lasted for three days and three nights. When I woke up, I took another bath and ate like crazy.

After Li Yuan finished eating, he felt that his energy had been restored. Not only that, his emotions were unprecedentedly agitated, and his blood was as strong as the sea, making waves even without the wind.

Mrs. Yan was taking her two children outside, while the landlady looked at him with a worried look inside the house. The couple had not experienced rain and clouds for a long time, and just a slight touch was like burning firewood.

After a long time, peace returned.

"The boss"

The landlady looked gentle, and raised her hand to wipe away the man's sweat, but when she moved, she found that her body fell apart, and she gouged out the man.

Li Yuan held her in his arms, feeling unprecedentedly peaceful.

After a while, the landlady suddenly heard another exclamation, and the quilt started to move slightly again.

That's how it is in this mortal world,

Fireworks in the world are related to food and sex.

At night, Mrs. Yan quietly came to the house to take a look, then quietly closed the door and called inside: "Sister Xue, I will take your son with me tonight, don't worry."

The landlady shouted hurriedly: "Help, help."

Lady Yan covered her lips and smiled softly, then closed the door tightly and ran away.

That night, Li Yuan didn't bother the landlady anymore.

The landlady was also lying in the man's arms for a long time, whispering softly, and then reached out to touch the man's face, caressing it from top to bottom, and sighed: "The boss is still so young, but I am already twenty-seven. .

In ten or twenty years, I will be old and aged, but the head of the family will still be so young. "

She sighed softly.

But she also knew in her heart that after entering the sixth level, one would have a lifespan of two hundred years, and unless one reaches the end of his life, one could almost maintain a youthful appearance the rest of the time.

This misunderstanding also inadvertently helped Li Yuan cover up the matter of "immortality".

"When the time comes, I want to concentrate on developing Hengwu Restaurant and try my best to create a force that can help you for the head of the family.

Wait for that day. The head of the house will take some concubines, or buy some beautiful maids.

The warrior's Qi and blood are abundant, but their Qi and blood are gradually declining. By then, they may no longer be able to accompany their master through thick and thin. "

The landlady said softly.

She had thought about these words for a long time, and now that she had said them out, she felt much better.

"I like you too when you are old." Li Yuan said softly.

The landlady smiled and said: "Then take a concubine, buy a beautiful and young maid."

"What and what?"

"Sister Yan and I have discussed it. If you don't want to take a concubine, we will help you take one;

If you don't want to find a young and beautiful maid to sleep with you, we will find one for you. "

The landlady wrapped around Li Yuan and said softly, "We all know what the boss wants, but we also hope that the boss can understand our thoughts.

We will eventually grow old, but those who are in charge will go further and longer.

Sixth grade is not the end of becoming a master. After that, the master will have a longer way to go.

But Sister Yan and I can only walk a short distance with you.

You like us and think about us.

But we also like you and want to think about you.

Xue Ning had never thought that she would meet a man like the head of the family again in her life, and that she could give birth to a child for the head of the family. Xue Ning was already satisfied.

Please don't refuse the head of the family. "

"Let's talk about it later." Li Yuan said, and the two went to sleep.

When he got up the next day, he felt that all his fatigue had disappeared, and his agitated emotions had returned to calm. His body and mind were intact and full of energy.

He came to the secret room again and took out the life atlas in the jade box.

The chaotic lines were three clear and complete trajectories in his eyes.

These three trajectories reflected three visualization pictures.

The combination of trajectory and visualization gave Li Yuan an impulse to create a move.

After a little thought, he stood with his sword, and the blood lingered in his heart and filled his body in an instant.

However, his body did not grow bigger, and there were no monster-like horns on his head. His muscles did not make him taller, but instead his muscles became stronger and denser. It seemed that this was no longer muscle , but something harder and more difficult to destroy.

Li Yuan's mind moved slightly, and he was about to swing the knife.

In the process of swinging, he felt endless power surging into the knife, and also felt a kind of domineering spirit around his body, and his heart was full of lofty sentiments.

Before the slow and heavy knife fell, it had already caused a strong wind in the whole secret room, and the meditation cushion was also lifted up, and the cattails were pulled out in the air, dancing everywhere.

Li Yuan was silent for a moment, and then put down the knife.

Just because this knife could not be used, the secret room would be destroyed.

The cushion fell into the darkness with a "click".

Li Yuan murmured: "This should be the corresponding move of [Thousand Miles Hero's Imaginary Picture]. It is as still as a mountain. Although it is a little slow, it is domineering and boundless, and it is wild and fierce. That is called the Tyrant Knife. "

He looked at the atlas again and visualized the second trajectory.

This time, his shadow blood suddenly became active, lingering around his heart in a completely different way and speed, and his emotions changed accordingly.

No longer full of lofty sentiments, but sad, depressed, strange and indifferent.

He followed this thought, his figure floated, the knife left a residual shadow, and then swung, and he appeared in another place without knowing when.

The knife flashed, and the space in this secret room seemed to be covered with cold fish scales.

When it was received, the many fish scales disappeared, and the steel walls, ground, and roof of the secret room also had cuts like slow slicing.

Li Yuan put away the knife, pondered, and then said to himself: "This is the move of [Nanshan Ghost Rain Visualization Picture]. It is strange and changeable, extremely fast, and sharp. It's a pity that the power is only like ghost rain on the ground, which can't compare with the violent power of your Tyrant Sword. This move, let's call it the Demon Sword. "

After all that last night, he continued to look at the remaining trajectory, and then operated the trajectory, making the shadow blood rotate around the heart in the third trajectory.

This time, there was no lofty sentiment, no sadness and indifference, but a kind of peace, freedom and indifference.

"Let's stay in the white deer and green cliffs, and ride to visit the famous mountains when we must go."

Li Yuan closed his eyes to comprehend, and suddenly opened his eyes again, taking one step forward. Two steps, three steps

His five fingers grasped the hilt of the long sword at his waist again, and he found a feeling of using "destroying the city" in his heart.

However, it was not destroying the city.

Because if it was destroying the city, the long sword at this time would begin to vibrate and make a gradually rising shrill sound.

But now, it was calm and there was nothing.

Li Yuan felt that all the shadow blood in his body had calmed down and dormant, just like a swordsman who had abandoned his reputation and abandoned everything mundane, and traveled through mountains and rivers and scattered his thoughts in the world.

He forgot about destroying the city, because this move was already above destroying the city.

What is above the city?

It is the sky.

Li Yuan's hand slowly raised up, and in the process of raising it, he felt that his shadow blood began to revive, from static to dynamic, from death to rebirth.

He drew the sword three inches, and nothing around him changed, just like a swordsman who was not in the rank was drawing the sword.

Li Yuan stopped drawing the sword and slapped the handle back.

He did not draw the sword, but he had already understood the subsequent power and changes of this sword.

He drew out all his strength, turned it into a sword, cut off everything, and there was no way back.

This sword was a sure-kill sword, but it was a pity that after using this sword, he would also be in a very weak state.

"This move should be the Heaven Sword."

After thinking about it, Li Yuan said again: "Forget it, this move is not worthy of the word Heaven, so let's call it the Absolute Sword."

In this way, the Life Atlas, the Visualization Map, and the three routes and matching moves have all been created.

But the question is.

Where is the way to break through the fifth rank?

"If you don't know how to break through, then think about perfection. "

Li Yuan thought for a while, and he found the incomplete part, that is, these three styles are three kinds of state of mind, three kinds of shadow blood driving methods, which are incompatible with each other.

The Tyrant Sword, the Demon Sword, and the Absolute Sword each have their strengths and weaknesses, but they are obviously from the same source, but they have never been able to merge again, learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses, and form a more perfect whole.

The Tyrant Sword has power but is slow, the Demon Sword has speed but lacks power, and the Absolute Sword has burst but will be weak after one move.

"How to merge?"

Li Yuan sat cross-legged, thinking hard, from early morning to dusk, and tested several times during this period, but it didn't work at all.

It's not realistic to find someone to guide.

His self-creation proves that the visualization map really exists.

But no one in Shanbao County knows about the visualization map.

What's more incredible is that even Master Li and Zhou Jia don't know.

You know, these two are not inherited from the sect, but directly passed down by the previous headmaster.

What does this mean?

This means that the visualization map of Yanyue Sect has long been gone, and the existence of this thing has been forgotten by later generations.

It is self-evident how precious the visualization map is.

This is already a thing that all major forces are hiding.

At this moment, Li Yuan felt that he was standing beside the ancient existence that first created the Atlas of Life. Like him, he was standing at a crossroads, drawing his sword and looking around, feeling lost, not knowing where the future lies.

"Then give it a try."

Li Yuan stood up suddenly and glanced at the update of his information:

[Skills: Tyrant Sword (Sixth Grade) (1/80); Demon Sword (Sixth Grade) (1/80); Absolute Sword (Sixth Grade) (1/80)]

This time, these three moves did not start from "(1/10)", but directly reached the expert level after enlightenment. The reason is very simple: these three moves were completely self-derived from the Atlas of Life by Li Yuan, so some of the initial processes were skipped.

Without any hesitation, he pushed 717 points directly up, allowing all three styles to reach the state of great perfection.

Many insights and memories were used from the depths of the soul, changing the muscles and body.

After a moment, Li Yuan opened his eyes again, and felt that his mind had also been cleansed.

He achieved the skills, and the skills also sculpted him.

He glanced at his own information again.

Originally, the numbers floating beside him were "635~1135", but now they have become "1140~1640".

The increase in strength made Li Yuan feel a little calm.

He vaguely remembered that the strongest strength of the Blood Knife Ancestor should be 455, and the strongest strength of Mr. Mu was 905, which made him feel at ease.

"A man is innocent, but he is guilty of holding a treasure.

In addition, only in confrontation can one make real progress.

In this case, this real life atlas will be divided into three parts."

More than half a month later, the spring light is warm.

There are many thatched huts beside the Yinxi River outside Shanbao County.

This place is sparsely populated, not even a town, and the thatched huts here are worthless. No one would live here, not even homeless people.

But the thatched hut is a new house.

Who would be so bored to build a thatched hut by the river?

In fact, no one in the three counties thinks these thatched huts are boring, dilapidated, and nothing.

On the contrary, they are full of longing and awe for this place.

Just because this is the thatched hut opened by the Blood Knife Patriarch.

"Be careful, be careful, hang up the plaque."

"Here, a little more to the left. Right, right, good."

At the entrance of the thatched hut, two disciples were hanging the plaque.

There are two big characters on the plaque: Wulu.

Wulu is the "pilot" place for the integration of the three counties that Li Yuan had previously planned.

But it is called a pilot, but now many people have regarded this place as an existence above the three major forces in the three counties.

The Blood Blade Sect, Frost Sword Sect, and Orange Flower Sect all sent teachers here. They will teach the skills and no longer distinguish between them.

The disciples of the Orange Flower Sect can also learn the swordsmanship of the Frost Sword Sect, and the disciples of the Frost Sword Sect can also join the Blood Blade Sect.

Because here, they are no longer the Blood Blade, Frost Sword, and Orange Flower, but the people of Wulu.

However, if possible, no Wulu disciple wants to join these three sects.

Because they want to worship the Blood Blade Ancestor, that is, the Wulu Master.

All the disciples who enter the sect will practice the "nameless secret skills" of the master. If they can practice and enter the ninth grade, they can join the Blood Blade Ancestor's outer sect; if they can enter the eighth grade, they can join the old ancestor's inner sect; the seventh grade can become a personal disciple, and then be taught by the old ancestor himself.

Time flies, from the end of April to the beginning of June.

The thatched houses in Wulu are already full of disciples.

And the first disciple who has cultivated Li Yuan's "secret skills" to the ninth grade appeared.

This disciple is Yang Teng from the Orange Flower Sect.

Soon, the second one came out, this one is Zhao Chunxin.

The third one is Pang Han, the martial arts fanatic who used to accompany Pang Yuanhua. Her role in stabilizing the Frost Sword Sect has ended. Now that the Frost Sword Sect has chosen a respected elder as the sect leader, she came to Wu Lu to seek a stronger technique.

The fourth one is a disciple from a small sect. The disciple originally had the title of "Quick Knife" in the martial arts world. Now he is gritting his teeth and wants to start over. Thanks to his talent, he actually practiced the "secret technique" of the Blood Knife Patriarch to the ninth grade early.

The fifth one is Liu Xiaoyu from the Orange Flower Sect.

The sixth one.

The seventh one.

The eighth one.

More and more people have cultivated Li Yuan's method. Although they will be particularly tormented at the ninth grade, and they need to completely replace the shadow blood at the eighth grade, this is a path with a sixth-grade follow-up technique. Who wouldn't be happy?

However, there are many skills that are not compatible. If you can enter the ninth or eighth grade, it does not mean that you can enter the seventh grade.

But since there is this opportunity, everyone is willing to take a gamble.

"Old Zhou, are you really not coming to Wulu?"

The gray-haired man did not hesitate, but carved the words "not coming" on the ground with a knife.

"Then I will teach you to destroy the city."

The knife carved deeper again, carving the word "thank you".

In Baihua Manor, Li Yuan was about to travel far away.

Before the journey, he found Zhou Jia, and he hoped that Zhou Jia could also practice his skills, but Zhou Jia refused.

Li Yuan understood his intentions.

He only had Yanyue Gate and "Tupo Gong" in his heart.

Not only that, Zhou Jia's injuries have begun to recover. He is regaining confidence and returning to the seventh rank.

After returning to the seventh rank, he wants to redraw the Life Atlas of Yanyuemen.

Li Yuan knew his intention and did not force him. Instead, he carefully taught him the city-destroying move that combines the "Three Spring and Autumn Sword Moves: Spring Thunder, Awakening, and Leaping into the Abyss".

When teaching, he deliberately mixed some knowledge from the Life Atlas to help him understand.

So strictly speaking, Li Yuan taught not only the city-destroying move, but also the half-style of the absolute sword above the city-destroying move.

However, he did not teach the absolute sword. First, Zhou Jia could not use the absolute sword, and second, the absolute sword was not a sixth-rank move of "Spit Soul Technique". Teaching it would only mislead.

After a long time, Li Yuan slowly put away the sword and asked, "Old Zhou, did you see it clearly?"

Zhou Jia nodded.

Li Yuan said again: "If you don't understand, I will teach you next time I come back."

Zhou Jia stepped back, saluted, and bowed to thank him.

On the other side, Lady Yan was holding Xiao Yan, and the proprietress was holding Xiao Ping An, looking at Li Yuan who was about to get on the carriage, and they were reluctant to leave.

And the driver of the imperial carriage was a tall "man" wearing a face-covering hat.

But everyone here knew that this man was Tang Nian's puppet.

Because Tang Nian was also in the car.

Li Yuan was worried about this adopted daughter, because Tang Nian was becoming more and more withdrawn, and was also found to be drinking secretly.

The big girl also grew up to be a young girl.

So, Li Yuan wanted to send this problem girl to Wu Lu.

Since she liked poison, Li Yuan personally handed her over to the teacher of Chenghuamen and asked that teacher to teach her poison.

In Wu Lu, there were many people, and the withdrawn problem girl had to get along with others.

Li Yuan decided to arrange her to study next to Liu Xiaoyu's thatched cottage, and then he needed to travel far away.

Tang Nian did not refuse, she knew that her adoptive father was doing it for her own good.

At this time, Lady Yan gently pulled Li Yuan's hand, and did not ask where her husband was going, but said: "Come back early, be careful on the road."

Li Yuan hugged her and Xiao Yan, and then hugged the boss's wife and Xiao Ping'an, and then got on the carriage.

The puppet raised the reins and rode out of the manor.

Li Yuan sat in the slightly dark carriage, chatted with Tang Nian gently for a few words, and then began to think about his own affairs.

These days, he tried to merge the three trajectories and three moves into a real whole, but it still didn't work.

So, he had to take the next step.

He divided the life map into three parts, and the life map containing the [Young Master Riding a Deer Visualization Map] was prepared for Wu Lu.

[Young Master Riding a Deer Visualization Map] is a map of freedom and freedom.

The mind of a cultivator is peaceful, not angry, and not twisted.

Such a person will not meddle in other people's affairs like a hero, nor will he cause trouble like an evil demon. It is best to use him as his own open power.

However, he still needs to teach the remaining two copies of the Life Atlas.

This time, he went to Qingtan County next to Qiutang County.

In fact, both Qiutang and Qingtan were counties that had been washed by Zhao Xiantong's chaotic soldiers. There are often many miserable people and miserable children in such counties.

It was also good luck that the black bird he sent out saw a "good" child.

He wanted to find that child and then teach the Demonic Path Map [Nanshan Ghost Rain Visualization Map].

A few days later, at dusk

There were iron-gray clouds in the sky.

The earth, houses, fields, and people were all heavily pressed by the black clouds, running around, returning home quickly like broken souls.

The sudden rain fell quickly, blurring people's vision and filling people's ears, making a noisy and buzzing sound on the eardrums.

In such a heavy rain, there was still a young man leaning against the cold wall, holding a piece of iron without a handle in his hand. The end of the iron sheet was rubbed and rubbed until it became a blade.

The young man sat from dusk to night.

And from night to late at night.

Late at night, the rain that had stopped fell again in thunder and lightning.

The sound of thunder and rain mixed together.

At this time, a shout came from the wall not far behind him, a shout that was resisting but powerless.

The young man suddenly got up, climbed hard in the rain, climbed over the wall, and carefully touched the house. Then, with the sound of rain and thunder, he carefully pushed open the door and walked in quickly.

In the house, a fat man with big ears was pressing a thin girl under him.

The girl's face was beautiful and pitiful, which could easily arouse evil or protectiveness in people's hearts.

However, this face brought her disaster.

The boy grabbed the iron sheet and cut the man's neck with force.

The man didn't check and had a scar on his neck, but the man was obviously a martial artist, at least not the kind of person who would be killed by a sneak attack from the boy.

He turned around angrily and punched out.

Bang!

The punch hit the boy's abdomen.

The boy gritted his teeth and took the blow hard, spitting out a mouthful of blood, spraying it on the man's face, and then quickly wiped the iron sheet tightly in his hand towards the man's eyes.

Swish!

The man's left eye went black, he screamed, but then he punched the boy away with another angry punch.

At this moment, the girl behind the man climbed up, grabbed a porcelain beside the bed and smashed it hard on the man's head.

Bang!

The man was hit and felt dizzy. The boy who fell to the ground quickly got up and rushed forward with the iron sheet.

The knife cut again, but the man reacted quickly and rolled to the ground with the boy, wrestling with him.

The boy yelled at the girl: "Run!"

The girl grabbed another porcelain piece next to her and wanted to come to help.

The boy yelled angrily: "Run!"

The movement here has attracted many people. Many people are rushing in from a distance. If they don't leave now, they will not be able to leave.

The boy and the man wrestled together. He was dragging the man with his life, and it was obvious that he couldn't hold on for much longer.

Time seemed to press the slow button. The girl's eyes turned sharply and saw a fruit full of thorns on the table.

The fruit was very valuable and was picked from the mountains in the south.

She rushed out suddenly.

The boy thought she was going to run, so he was relieved.

But the next moment, the girl actually ran back with the thorny fruit, and then raised the fruit and smashed it on the man's face with all her strength.

One.

Two.

Three.

The man threw punches crazily, and the boy blocked them one by one.

The girl punched like crazy.

When the guards of the family ran to the door, they saw a dying boy lying on the ground with his face up, a master with a smashed face, and a thorny fruit covered with blood.

The window at the back of the courtyard was open, and there was water on the window sill.

Some of the guards shouted "Master" to save people, while others quickly went out to chase the escaped girl.

The girl climbed over the wall and ran desperately in the thunderstorm.

She had a happy family, but her parents were killed by Zhao Xiantong's soldiers.

She was still a child when she became a beggar, but after growing up in the past two years, she gave birth to a beautiful face.

This face caused trouble, and she was kidnapped by the master of the family.

And her brother came in the rain to save her and died for her.

She hated

hated

hated everything in this world.

The sound of the guards running came from afar, and the deep alleys were like a maze, as if there were footsteps everywhere.

The net was so tight that there was no place to escape.

But the girl continued to run.

Bang!

She suddenly bumped into something and fell backwards.

But she didn't fall because a hand held her.

The girl looked up hurriedly, but saw a figure wrapped in a cloak, wearing a mask, and full of mysterious aura leaning in the middle of the road.

The figure was full of terrible spirit, and for a moment the girl didn't dare to move.

Suddenly, the figure asked: "Hate?"

The girl was stunned for a moment, and then she broke free from the pressure of the spirit, her eyes showed a fierce look, and the murderous aura around her body dissipated like real smoke, "Hate! I just hate! So what? Do you want to arrest me and bring me to justice?

Catch! You can catch me! As long as I don't die, I will destroy this world sooner or later!"

After the voice fell, she heard the figure opposite laugh.

The laughter grew louder and louder, as if she had heard a joke that was so funny that it would kill people.

The girl was surprised, stunned, and ashamed when she laughed.

However, she also realized that the other party might not be here to catch her, so she whispered: "There are many people chasing me from behind. If you are not here to catch me, get out of the way and leave quickly. They are powerful and can do whatever they want in Qingtan County."

As she was talking, footsteps were heard from the back of the alley.

"Here!"

"Found her! She is here!!"

Immediately, in the torch of the sudden rain and lightning, a figure came out with an umbrella, looked at the girl fiercely and said: "You dared to hurt Master Ma?"

"Hurt?" The girl was stunned.

She had hit him so many times, but she didn't kill him?

In an instant, she clenched her fists, and endless regret and pain surged into her heart.

And at this moment, the figure behind her suddenly shouted faintly: "Hey."

The girl turned around.

The figure said, "If he is not killed, just kill him again."

The girl was stunned, "Can you help me kill him?"

The figure said, "No, kill him yourself."

The girl lowered her head and said, "I can't kill him."

The figure's voice was filled with laughter, "I will teach you how to kill him, and I will also teach you how to destroy this world."

The two people's attitude of talking as if no one else is around annoyed the guards who were chasing them in the distance, and the guards rushed forward.

But the figure had already grabbed the girl and jumped up to the roof, and after a few jumps, he disappeared without a trace.