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not far away.

　　 The blue-clothed scholar and the white-clothed man who heard the dialogue showed different expressions.

　　 "It's really hard to look like a person."

　　 The scholar in blue shook his head and sighed: "Such a heroic person is a murderous criminal."

　　 There is a kind of regret, the look of the wrong person.

　　 The white-clothed man didn't say a word, got up and grabbed the scholar's hand, and headed for the stairs.

　　 "Brother, what are you doing?"

　　 The scholar in blue is a little unclear.

　　 The white-clothed man pulled him hard, while whispering, "Listen to me, go downstairs."

　　 The important criminal named Fang Shouxin looked like he was forced to have nowhere to escape, so he could only let him know.

　　 But he could clearly feel that the man's calm face was definitely not pretending to be chic because of stupidity and inescapability, but rather emboldened in his heart.

　　 If there is nothing wrong with this feeling, then this place is likely to become a battlefield.

　　 Ordinary swords are still eyeless, not to mention the monks’ spells and weapons. They continue to stay here and watch, for fear that they don’t even know how to die.

　　 Jiangren stretched out his chopsticks halfway and stopped.

　　 Looking at the wolf book on the table and the cakes falling on him, his brows frowned slightly.

　　 "Fang Shouxin, you are a wanted criminal in the Xianmeng, I now give you two choices."

　　Wu Ji looked at Jiang Ren, thinking that he stopped because of timidity, and said sarcastically: "Or you will be obedient, or I will wait until a few people beat you and you will be captured!"

　　 The several monks beside them all laughed strangely at this moment.

　　 "Don't blame me for not reminding me, the spells are well controlled, but the magical artifacts don't have eyes long."

　　 "If you accidentally kill you, then no wonder I waited."

　　 "The Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, fellow Taoists should hurry up and get caught."

　　 "I hope you don't make unnecessary struggles. I will wait for a few people to work together, and even if it is building a foundation, I can match a few tricks. With your dim body and bones, I am afraid I can't help waiting for a blow."

　　 "Waste!"

　　 When Wu Ji and others saw such humiliation, Jiang Ren didn't even mean to resist, and each one became more arrogant, constantly making mockery.

　　 The eager look in his eyes.

　　 seems to be trying to get Jiang Ren to do something, and then clean him up.

"Ugh."

　　 Jiangren sighed, put down his chopsticks, looked at Wu Ji and said, "Do you know who I hate the most?"

　　Sometimes, he really doesn't understand the brain circuits of some people.

　　 "Oh, who do you hate?"

　　 Wu Ji stepped on the table again, shaking all the dishes on Jiang Ren, provoking: "Do you hate people like me? Could you dare to shoot at me?"

Several magical artifacts around 　　 shivered slightly.

　　 They can't wait to take action. As long as Jiang Ren dares to make an attack, no matter how slight, they will launch it without hesitation.

　　 After all, whether this person is dead or alive does not affect the bounty.

　　 But let such a person who killed their colleagues be brought back intact, even if he will be tried by the Fairy League later, they are unwilling.

　　Only by teaching this man a bitter lesson on the spot, and even killing him directly, can those ignorant and stupid mortals know the fate of offending them.

　　Jianren Renren shook his head: "I hate it the most..."

　　铮!

　　 The sword sounded suddenly.

　　 A black shadow flashed past, and disappeared in a moment.

　　 Jiangren’s hand was placed on the guqin by the wall at some point.

　　 "I hate people who waste food the most."

　　 He glanced at the few immortal deacons who were motionless next to him, removed his hands from the guqin, stood up casually, and patted the stains on his clothes such as cakes.

"what happened?"

　　 looked at the lively dozens of diners around, seeing this scene, they all looked at each other.

　　 I don't understand why those deacons let the murderers be so arrogant.

　　 But soon, they couldn't help their eyes widening, covering their mouths, and resisting the fear of screaming.

　　 The deacons who continued to make provocative words just now had a blood stain on their necks, and then their heads fell to the ground with a bang.

　　 As blood sprayed half a foot high from the broken neck, their bodies fell to the ground.

　　 And this moment.

　　The murderer had already put the guqin on his back and walked a few feet away without being affected at all.

　　 Hearing the voice behind, Jiang Ren was rather helpless.

　　 These people have limited IQs. As a long-range attack Tao Xiu, they insist on learning Buddhism and playing close combat.

　　 Originally, he wanted to kill them, maybe he would have to spend some tricks, but just now, under the situation at close range, he broke out and took them all away.

　　 consumes only twice as much spiritual power as the deacon killed in Heishui Town, but the gain is far more than that.

　　 This time, it was simply a profit.

　　 Jiangren walked down the stairs slowly, like a normal diners.

　　The first floor of the restaurant.

In the corner of 　　, the scholar in blue and the man in white are shrinking with a bunch of diners at this moment.

　　 Although the two of them got down from the upper floor, they were both blocked here. They had to wait until the arrest was completed before they could go out.

　　 More than a dozen Bukuaihedian Xiaoer stood at the gate.

Everyone has a relaxed look on their faces. As far as the hunters are concerned, although they have nothing to do with this arrest, they can still pay a little bit of credit and rewards after they come. Pick up.

　　Especially Dian Er, has been thinking about how to spend the bounty for providing clues.

　　 Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from the stairs, he immediately looked over with a flattering smile, and the moment he saw the person coming, his expression instantly solidified.

　　 Even the dozen or so catchers next to him were so pale, they didn't dare to move.

　　Why isn’t this wanted criminal caught?

　　Why can he still walk down the stairs so brightly?

　　 What about the deacons who were responsible for arresting him? Why didn't they come down? Was it an accident?

　　 "With so many people, it seems that this restaurant is quite popular."

　　 Jiangren looked at the dozens of people at the door and walked forward with a smile.

in this process.

　　 Everyone looked at him nervously, not daring to say a word, not even daring to move his body.

　　 came to the door, the moment Jiang Ren went out, he stretched out his hand and patted the shop Xiaoer on the shoulder: "Your pastries are not bad."

　　 The voice fell, and he walked out directly.

　　 There were only a group of people in the restaurant who didn't dare to take a breath, and didn't even dare to turn their heads to see if he had anyone walking far away.

　　 After dozens of breaths.

　　 Dian Xiaoer’s pale face showed an expression of fear, and his mouth was trembling constantly: "I, I..."

　　 The pale yellow liquid spread along his trouser legs on the ground.

　　 But whether it was the catcher beside him, or the blue-clothed scholar and the white-clothed man in the corner, they didn't notice this scene at this moment, because they were not much better.

　　 The trembling legs have a tendency to stand unstable.

　　 The dense cold sweat on the forehead, like the heavy breathing of just finished heavy work, all show how flustered they really are.

　　 "It's dead! Your deacon is dead!"

　　 Until then, a few cries of horror came upstairs.

　　 It was also at this moment, everyone showed a surviving look. Fortunately, there was no disturbance just now, otherwise even the deacons would be dead, so myself...

　　 Jiangren rode a fast horse into the wilderness.

　　He didn't walk aimlessly.

　　 Starting from Heishui Town, he traveled in only one direction.

　　 In the west, in the extreme west, the Spirit Mountain created by the immortal alliance with countless manpower and material resources, and the Mystic Academy above.

　　 The purpose of going there is also very simple.

　　 Sending an enemy of the original owner, a certain academy student named Yu Fan, to accompany the original owner.

　　 Of course, if you encounter someone who is looking for trouble on the road, by the way, you have to fight back in self-defense and get rid of the trouble.

　　 Time passed day by day.

　　 Jiangren spends most of his time in the wilderness, and occasionally passes through towns.

in this way.

　　 More than one month has passed.

　　 In the uninhabited wilderness, there is a lake surrounded by mountains.

　　 It was drizzling.

There is a small boat floating in the middle of the lake. The old man wearing a white beard is sitting on the boat alone, holding a simple bamboo pole in his hand, and the thin line connected to the top of the bamboo pole hangs into the lake water.

　　"Thousands of mountains and birds flew extinct, and people disappeared in thousands of paths. Lonely boats and small boats, fishing alone in the cold river and snow."

　　 Looking at the faint blue lake scene in front of him, Yinyike couldn't help but read a verse, then smiled and shook his head: "Poetry is a good poem, but it's almost snowy."

　　蓑yike is Jiang Ren who has been disguised.

　　 Since this month, his sword body has finally been repaired a lot, and now he stopped here for fishing.

　　 "The fish has taken the bait."

　　 Jiang Ren muttered, pulling the fishing rod upward.

　　 A palm-sized fish is biting the hook, its tail flapping constantly, full of vitality.

　　 Remove the fish from the hook and put it into the fish basket beside him.

　　 Through the mouth of the basket, you can see that there are already several fish of the same size inside.

"go."

　　 Jiangren did not put the bait, so he threw the hook out.

　　 Following the hook, it drew a beautiful curve and fell back into the lake.

at the same time.

　　 A flash of light flashed in the sky, and he wanted to fly far, but quickly stopped.

　　 turned back and came to the top of the lake.

　　 The light dissipated.

　　 is a middle-aged monk sitting on a pink lotus seat, fat as a Maitreya Buddha, with a compassionate complexion.

　　 "Hey, kid fishing."

　　 The monk opened his mouth and said in an image that does not fit his own temperament: "In the past few days, have you seen any strange people passing by?"

　　 Jiangren touched the white beard on his face, smiled and asked, "I wonder who the Venerable is talking about?"

　　 The monk's face sank: "If you ask you to answer, just answer, what so much nonsense!"

　　 Jiangren smiled: "I haven't seen the strange person, but if the Venerable can tell me who I am looking for, maybe I can find it for you."

　　 The monk raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Oh, you guys are quite confident. If you deceive Lord Buddha, do you know the consequences?"

　　Jiangren's expression was flat: "The Venerable said and laughed. As a Venerable, how can I care about an old man with me."

　　 "In front of Lord Buddha, you are a kid, but you are really right. Lord Buddha really doesn't care about you."

　　 The monk smiled sullenly: "At most, I will knock your limbs off to let you know the consequences of deceiving Buddha."

　　 "Who is the Lord looking for?"

　　 Jiangren didn't care, and asked directly.

　　 The monk opened his mouth and said: "This person is wanted by the immortal league. He is nicknamed the Gorefiend, and his original name is Fang Shouxin.

　　 Listening to his words, Jiang Ren couldn't help falling into thought.

　　Is **** and captivity related to me?

　　 And wherever he went, corpses were everywhere, is he so cruel? Obviously all on this road are defensive counterattacks!

　　 "Forty years old, body shape..."

　　 The monk paused, looked at Jiang Ren, and continued: "It's almost the same as you."

　　Jiangren nodded: "The person the Venerable said, I just know where he is now."

　　 "Oh, come on, as long as what you say is true, Lord Buddha will reward you."

　　 The monk was suddenly ecstatic.

　　 You must know that, apart from the first 1,300 people, more than half of the blood demons who died in his hands were cultivators, and they were also cultivators of the Immortal League.

　　 Such behavior has already aroused the anger of the senior officials of the Fairy League.

　　 The amount of the reward has also been changed from a middle-grade spirit stone to a full thirty high-grade spirit stones, and more valuable exercises and techniques.

　　 Such a generous reward has attracted many Jindan cultivators.

　　 It is conservatively estimated that besides himself, there are at least more than ten Golden Core cultivators searching for the traces of the Gorefiend.

　　 If you can find the blood demon one step earlier, whether it is to capture or kill, you can monopolize the rewards and get rich overnight.

　　 Jiangren looked at the monk, but did not answer.

　　 Seeing this, the monk was a little anxious: "You kid, come quickly, Lord Buddha can't do without your reward, otherwise don't blame Lord Buddha for being ruthless."

　　 "It's here."

　　 A weird smile appeared on Jiangren's face.

"what?"

　　 The monk was about to ask more clearly, he suddenly felt that the body protection magic weapon and the body protection golden light were broken one after another. Something penetrated into his body from behind, directly smashing the golden core.

　　 That is a jet black long sword.

　　 The monk's body seemed to have become a sieve, and the majestic and pure spiritual power in his body vented to the surroundings at an extremely fast speed.

　　 The monks in the Golden Core Realm are also golden cores for success, and golden cores for defeat.

　　 Refining is a golden pill, which can greatly strengthen their strength.

　　 But when the golden core is broken, the strength of his life will go to eight or eight, and it will instantly turn into a lamb to be slaughtered.

　　 A black glow emerged from the jet-black sword.

　　 Heimang raged in the monk's body, quickly destroying the vitality in his body.

　　 "......"

　　 The monk's face twisted a few times, before he could even speak, he fell into the lake below with the lotus base.

　　Only the jet-black long sword was still floating quietly in the air.

　　 "Do you think, why do I say so much to you?"

　　 Jiangren raised his hand ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and called his body back.

　　The damaged blade has been repaired, but the more serious special damage in the blade is not so easy to recover.

　　 This is also the reason why it appears black.

　　 But even so, facing an early golden core cultivator, just like this monk who died in confusion, there is still no pressure.

　　 But if you can sneak attack, why do you have to face it?

　　 And sneak attack is also more energy-saving, after all, there is still a long way to go before the sword body is repaired. Spiritual energy, a precious substance, can save a little bit.

　　 "The biggest advantage of being a sword is that it can conceal all the fluctuations of spiritual power in the body of the sword, even if it is a Golden Core cultivator who is released from the gods, it is difficult to find."

　　 "If it weren't for the sneak attack with this feature, it would inevitably cost a lot of hands and feet."

　　 Jiangren put down the fishing rod and released all the fish in the fish basket to the lake.

　　 reached out and held his own body, then got off the boat and stepped on the calm lake.

　　 As if walking on the ground, slowly walked towards the shore.

There.

　　 I don't know when a handsome-looking man in purple appeared.

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