In the woods outside Liangcheng
Luo Yuan carried the weak and pale Zifu on his back and ran quickly on the path with trees on both sides.
"Who won?" Zifu lay on Luo Yuan's shoulder, his eyes slowly opened and his mouth moved slightly.
"Senior brother, stop asking so many questions and have a good rest." Luo Yuan was afraid that he would be sad, so he didn't dare to tell him the truth.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Zifu also guessed the outcome and said: "Sure enough, there is still a gap between me and him. I won't be ashamed to lose to him. On the contrary, I want to thank him. It was he who made me understand something." reason."
"There is no strongest person in this world. Only those who constantly surpass themselves and break their own limits can be called the strongest."
After Zifu finished speaking, he paused and asked, "How is he?"
Although he and Qiu Leng were rivals, he did not hate each other. Instead, he was grateful. He felt honored to be defeated by this strong man.
Precisely because of Qiu Leng's sense of oppression, he would always remind himself to practice hard so that he would have a chance to defeat him in the future.
Luo Yuan slowly stopped and said word by word: "Brother, I don't want to deceive you. He is really strong. After the battle, he picked up the dagger on the ground and left alone."
Zifu smiled and asked seriously: "Tell me the truth, after watching it for so long, do you now know the secret of the Heavenly Sword, or have you even learned it?"
Luo Yuan did not answer him directly, but just said the word "quiet" from his mouth.
Others may not know what this word means, but Zifu knows it very well. He smiled and said: "Let's go."
Luo Yuan carried him on his back and jumped up to the treetops, then submerged himself in the woods, and then jumped up high again. After several repeated jumps, he completely disappeared.
czar city
Zhufeng sat on the sand dune, took a sip of wine, pointed at Xian Qingyun, who was rushing in front, and said calmly: "He seems to have discovered us."
Zi Yang on the side turned to look at him and asked with a smile: "He shouldn't be able to catch up with you, right?"
Zhufeng said confidently: "Zi Yang, are you kidding? Even Doukui can't catch up with me, can Xian Qingyun catch up with me? I'm not exaggerating. Even three Xian Qingyun can't catch up with me. Come with me and follow the wind."
While the two were chatting, Xian Qingyun, holding a long sword in his hand, rushed to the bottom of the sand dune. With a clang, the long sword in his hand fell to the side. Before he could say a word, he knelt on his knees and lay in the desert. On the sand.
When Zhufeng saw him falling to the ground, he immediately took away the wine bottle from his mouth, opened his eyes slightly and looked at Ziyang with surprise on his face, saying, "Hey? Ziyang, what's going on?"
Because Xian Qingyun's messy long hair obscured his face, Zhufeng couldn't see his face clearly. He was shocked when he suddenly fell to the ground.
"Let's go over and have a look." Zi Yang said, got up and walked down the sand dune.
With a snap, Zhufeng grabbed his wrist and said cautiously: "Zi Yang, this Xian Qingyun is not a good person. His life or death has nothing to do with us. We can just pretend not to see it."
"Later, if he wakes up, it will prove that his life is not deserved. Whether he wakes up or not is none of our business. Whether he lives or dies is entirely up to him."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xian Qingyun slowly raised his head, stretched out his palms forward, and said in a hoarse voice as if there was something heavy in his throat: "Uh~ water... water, give me some water to drink."
Zhufeng ignored him, turned to look at Zi Yang, and asked, "Zi Yang, do we want to save him?"
Zi Yang shook his head and sighed softly, put the kettle in front of Xian Qingyun, and said, "If you have the strength, drink it. If you don't, just wait..."
Gudong! Gudong!
Before he could say the word "death" in his mouth, he saw Xian Qingyun holding the kettle tightly with both hands and drinking heavily.
Soon, he drank up the entire bottle of water. He turned over and lay on his back on the sand, quietly feeling the clear water flowing around his body.
The feeling is like a river that is about to dry up and is filled with water in an instant, and the withered water plants are full of life again.
When Zhufeng saw Wu Daoda and Li Miao fleeing with their disciples, he shook his head and sighed: "Oh! I have already said that there are four members of the Raptor Team in Sanwang Palace, Daofu and Jiange sects are not at all No chance of winning."
"Look, he was beaten away by others."
Zi Yang glanced at the corpse lying on the ground and said, "The foundations of the two sects, Daofu and Jiange, will probably be destroyed in the hands of these two people."
Zhufeng sighed and said, "That's not true. In today's battle, Wu Daoda and Li Miao were defeated miserably. They only led more than a hundred people to escape, while Sanwang Palace only lost more than fifty people."
"After this defeat, I'm afraid they won't dare to provoke Sanwang Palace again."
When the numbers of both sides were equal, neither Daofu nor Jiange got any advantage. Now that Sanwang Palace has a numerical advantage, if people from the two sects fight with it, they will undoubtedly die.
"I don't think so."
Ziyang and Zhufeng glanced at each other, then turned back and stared at Xian Qingyun standing under the sand dune.
At this moment, he had already tied up his messy long hair, and his voice was no longer hoarse. Except for a little bit of gravel on his face, his eyes were very energetic, and he did not look like a person who was dying.
After feeling the questioning looks from the two men, Xian Qingyun spread his hands and smiled calmly: "Don't look at me in this way. I was also a member of Jiange before, and I understand their psychology very well."
After speaking, he bent down to pick up the sword from the ground and put it into the scabbard.
Zi Yang frowned slightly and said, "Before?"
"What do you mean?" Zhufeng also asked with a puzzled expression.
Xian Qingyun sat on the sand dune on the side of Ziyang and said seriously: "It's very simple. I am no longer a member of Jiange."
Zhufeng listened to his words and said casually: "I asked you why you were chased by a group of people from Sanwang Palace, but you didn't even have any helpers around you. It turns out that you were kicked out by them a long time ago."
"Absolutely." Xian Qingyun smiled casually, with no hint of happiness or sadness.
Zhufeng saw the Sanwang Palace disciples chasing Jiange and Daofu retreat one after another and said: "Zi Yang, the people from Sanwang Palace are back. We'd better leave quickly to avoid being targeted by them."
"Okay. Let's watch them from a distance. They can't catch up with you anyway."
After saying that, Zi Yang walked down the sand dune, intending to stay far away with Zhu Feng to watch the subsequent movements of the two sects.
Seeing the two of them walking away, Xian Qingyun hurried over and followed closely behind them without saying a word.
Zhufeng was still a little worried about Xian Qingyun, and immediately said: "Xian Qingyun, I gave you the water to drink. You are fine now, why are you still following us?"
Zi Yang stared at him without speaking. After all, he had never dealt with Xian Qingyun, and he knew nothing about his personality.
Also, Xian Qingyun was at a very high level. He and Zhufeng were no match for him together. Taking him with him was like taking a "tiger" with him.
No one knew what he was thinking. Once he was given the opportunity to get close to Ziyang and chase the wind, there was no guarantee that he would not attack the two of them.
Xian Qingyun saw that the attitude of the two was not very friendly, so he immediately took a few steps back to show his friendliness and said, "Don't get me wrong. I won't hurt you. We are all friends."
Zhufeng looked displeased and said, "What kind of friend is not a friend? You are fine now, so just leave quickly. We are not interested in being friends with you."
Zi Yang stood aside and said nothing. Obviously, he agreed with Zhufeng's words just now.
"Don't be like this, don't be like this. Oh! Don't be so hostile to me. I haven't done anything to hurt you."
"Although I, Xian Qingyun, am not a good person, I also have a heart that treats others equally." Xian Qingyun had no way to go now, so naturally he would not choose to leave alone.
Because the purpose of his coming here has not been completed, it would be a pity to withdraw at this time.
Besides, he couldn't retreat now even if he wanted to. The water and food in his hands had all been exhausted, and he couldn't get out of the desert ruins alone.
Fortunately, Ziyang and Zhufeng in front of him posed no threat to him, so he could follow them with confidence.
Once he came, he didn't have to worry about food and drink, and he didn't have to worry about his own safety. His life was saved.
Secondly, this is the Czar City. He will observe the situation and wait for opportunities, and try his best to enter the nest of the crazy blood ant colony.
Zhufeng said seriously: "It's useless what you say. No matter what, you can't follow us."
"People will always change. Everyone makes mistakes. You can't just keep chasing me because of the mistakes I made before, right? You have to give me a chance to change my ways, right?" Xian Qingyun didn't To excuse himself, he instead said something that Zhufeng could hardly refute.
Zi Yang, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said: "Zhu Feng, I think it's not a bad thing to let him follow us. Let's give him a chance."
"Since the sky did not take away his life, it proves that he still has the meaning of existence. Isn't this an opportunity?"
"God's will cannot be violated, we should just let nature take its course."
Zhufeng said: "Zi Yang, you are gambling with your life. Once we let down our guard against him, he will kill us. By then, you won't even know how you died."
Xian Qingfeng said expressionlessly: "No."
Zhufeng stared at him and shouted sternly: "What can't you do!"
"I said no, so I won't hurt you! Believe it or not, I don't have anything to eat anymore. If I don't follow you, I will definitely die." In desperation, he finally spoke his mind.
Without waiting for Zhufeng to speak, Ziyang took the lead and said, "Okay! I still have a lot of food and water here. I'll just give you some every day."
Zhufeng: "..."
In order to prevent Zhufeng from becoming suspicious again, Xian Qingyun immediately said: "I promise, as long as you are a hundred steps away from you, you only need to give me something to eat and give me water to drink every day."
"It would be best if we could enter that deep pit together so that we can take care of you when the time comes."
Zhufeng snorted coldly and said: "First of all, if those people from Sanwang Palace want to hunt you down, you must stay away from us."
Xian Qingyun said confidently: "Don't worry. I haven't provoked anyone from Sanwang Palace. They won't be stupid enough to come after me. With Wu Daoda, Li Miao and the others here, they can't possibly want to kill them first." I."
"Also! I, Xian Qingyun, am not at their mercy. As long as the two swordsmen from the Birds of Prey team don't take action, I am sure that I will be invincible."
Zi Yang asked casually: "By the way, how did you escape from those Gray Faced Vultures?"
Xian Qingyun said carefully: "The food and water on me are gone, and they can't save what they have. This desert ruins is full of dangers. When they saw that I had recovered from my injuries with the elixir, they didn't dare to continue chasing me. "
His eyes swept across Zi Yang, Zhu Feng and the two of them, and said proudly: "Do you know why this is?"
Zhufeng said casually: "Why? Are they afraid of you?"
Xian Qingyun straightened his waist, raised his head and chest, with a confident smile on his face, and said: "Exactly! As far as the strength of the Gray-faced Vulture is concerned, he is far from my opponent. If I hadn't been charged last time, He is seriously injured, how can I allow him to be so arrogant in front of me!"
