In the gleaming ruined temple, the sound of the two people arguing could be heard, and the sound became louder and louder, as if there was some deep hatred.
No matter how much the two quarreled, they still remained rational and did not really fight. After a while, the two stopped arguing and seemed to have calmed down.
Xiao Liu said sarcastically: "Didn't you say you wanted to challenge all the monks in the Western Continent? Why are you so scared that you dare not accept the challenge when you come to my place? Are you afraid of losing?"
Zi Yang, who was sitting on the straw, glanced at her contemptuously, crossed his arms and leaned against the earth wall, saying, "Afraid of losing? Huh! I'm not even afraid of the Huangkong Chamber of Commerce, so why would I be afraid of you, a little girl who is still young?"
Xiao Liu suppressed the anger in his heart and continued to challenge: "What a coward, you can only bully those who have no affiliation."
Ziyang nodded with a playful smile and said angrily: "Yes, yes, yes, yes, you are right, you are right!"
"You..." Faced with such a thick-skinned Zi Yang, Xiao Liu had nothing to do with him.
Zi Yang looked her up and down and said with a smile: "I don't think you are a beggar, but you really look like a young lady from a wealthy family. If I lose, go back to the Northern Continent. What should you do if you lose?"
Xiaoliu looked at him confidently and said, "I will never lose against a coward like you."
Zi Yang lay on the straw and said calmly: "Okay, okay, you won't lose, then I won't fight you. As long as I don't fight you, I will never lose to you."
When he heard Xiao Liu's angry gasping, he shook his head and said, "It's useless to be angry. I just won't fight you. What can you do to me? Hehe!"
"Just wait for me, when you ask me for help." After Xiao Liu finished speaking, he curled up on the straw.
After an unknown amount of time, Zi Yang stood up and looked at her, and found her sleeping there with bare feet. He whispered, "Xiao Liu, Xiao Liu."
He called out a few times, but Xiaoliu didn't answer him. He seemed to be asleep.
Ziyang came to her side gently with black clothes, carefully covered her body with the clothes, and then put the boots on her dusty feet.
Just as he turned to leave, Xiaoliu's indifferent voice sounded behind him: "Don't think that you can let me help you if you do this."
Zi Yang didn't deliberately anger her this time. He said, "It doesn't matter whether you help me or not. The body is yours. If you are angry or frozen, you are the one who suffers."
In the woods outside the temple, a dark shadow walked out and hurried towards the ruined temple.
Huxiong rubbed his hands and said as he walked: "Damn it, we're finally here. Let's rest in this ruined temple for a day tonight and wait until the sun comes out tomorrow before leaving."
When he came to the temple gate and saw the traces of fighting on the snow and the bodies lying on the ground, his speed gradually slowed down.
He didn't know why these people died, but what was certain was that there were people in the temple, and they must have a bad temper.
Tiger Bear saw the firelight shining in the dilapidated window and said: "We are all here. If I don't go in and take shelter, then this journey will be in vain."
Ever since he was taught a lesson by the old blind man in Qingyun City, he has become much more cautious in doing things, and his previous domineering aura has also restrained a lot.
But when Huxiong pushed open the temple door, his face changed with fear, and his body trembled, because Ziyang, who was sitting on the straw with his back against the earth wall, was staring at him expressionlessly.
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He never expected that Zi Yang would be in this ruined temple. If he had known that Zi Yang was here, he would have killed him without entering the ruined temple.
Now that he's seen it all, if he just quits without saying a word, it would be somewhat embarrassing.
But now Ziyang is in the ninth realm of reincarnation, but he is in the eighth realm of reincarnation. If the two of them fight, he will only suffer.
Huxiong wanted to save face, but also didn't want to have a dispute with Ziyang. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.
When he felt the cold wind coming, Xiaoliu looked back at Huxiong standing at the door of the temple and asked, "Who are you?"
Tiger Bear quickly replied: "A passer-by wants to stay here for one night."
Seeing that Zi Yang was silent, Xiao Liu asked with a smile: "Do you know him?"
Zi Yang said with a relaxed expression: "I don't know him. It's just that I met him once and had a discussion with him in the mountains outside Qingyun City."
Seeing Zi Yang's facial expression, Xiao Liu could guess that he won the battle, and he didn't seem to have encountered too many difficulties. Otherwise, it would have been impossible to suppress the man in the bearskin coat. He did not dare to come to the temple, so he had to wait at the temple gate.
She looked at Huxiong standing at the door again and said, "Hey, stop standing at the door and come in quickly."
Seeing that Ziyang didn't speak, Huxiong gained courage. He straightened his clothes, then sat down by the fire and stretched out his hands to warm himself.
Xiaoliu saw that Ziyang was silent and Huxiong was only warming himself by the fire, so he asked, "Did you see the suspicious-looking man in black when you came here?"
Just because Xiaoliu didn't drive away the tiger and bear, he was still very grateful to her and replied without any secret: "On the way here, I met an older brother with a black dragon sword in his hand and freckles on his face. He looked just like that." He was in his thirties or forties, and he told me that there were several groups of men in black.”
"Frecks? Black Dragon Sword..." Xiao Liu lowered his eyebrows and muttered, looking at the temple door in a panic. After finding the closed temple door, he turned to look at Huxiong and immediately asked: "What did you say? Where is that big brother?"
Zi Yang, who was silent, saw something strange about her, with a frightened look on his face, as if he was afraid of that person.
Tiger Bear saw her frightened look and asked, "What's wrong? Do you have any grudge against that big brother?"
Seeing that Xiao Liu was silent, he said again: "Don't worry, that eldest brother separated from me when we were in the mountains. Moreover, he went against me, so he will not find himself here."
Zi Yang added some dry wood to the fire and asked casually: "Do you know the man with the black dragon sword in his hand?"
Xiao Liu adjusted his mood, shook his head and said: "I don't know him, I'm afraid he is a master sent by the Huangkong Chamber of Commerce."
Zi Yang basically didn't believe her words. He said, "Really? I am the one who has enmity with the Huangkong Chamber of Commerce. You have not offended the Huangkong Chamber of Commerce, so why are you still afraid of their people?"
Xiaoliu smiled awkwardly, deliberately put on a smile, and said: "Afraid? Did you see it wrong? Am I afraid?"
Zi Yang saw that she didn't want to say anything, so he didn't ask any more questions. He shook his head and smiled, then carefully moved his right arm.
After Hu Xiong saw the blood on his right wrist, he knew that he was injured when fighting the man in black. However, judging from his facial expression, the injury should not be serious, but due to his previous relationship with Zi Yang , did not ask any questions.
Xiao Liu saw Zi Yang’s wrist
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Looking at the bloodstains everywhere, he smiled slightly and said: "Being attacked by two spiritual swords must feel uncomfortable, right?"
Although Ziyang's right arm could not move violently, due to his own dignity, he could only pretend to be calm and said: "It's okay, it's just a slight injury, nothing serious."
When he heard about the Spiritual Grade Sword, Huxiong's expression changed slightly as he sat by the fire to warm himself. Apparently, he had seen those people from the Huangkong Chamber of Commerce. The weapons in their hands were average and the quality was not up to the Spiritual Grade.
But just now Xiao Liu said that Zi Yang's right arm was injured by two spiritual swords, which surprised him a little, and also made him understand that the people chasing Zi Yang were getting stronger and stronger.
Xiao Liu walked to the corner, waved to Zi Yang, and shouted: "Zi Yang, come here, I have something to say to you."
"What's going on? It's mysterious..." Zi Yang frowned and finished speaking, then got up and walked towards where she was standing.
Xiao Liu asked him to squat down and whispered in his ear: "Aren't you looking for help? You can discuss it with him."
When Zi Yang heard this, he snorted and replied in a low voice: "I thought it was something, but it turned out to be this."
"I don't like him. I can't say anything about asking him for help, and I won't say it."
In the woods outside Qingyun City, he saw Tiger Bear killing his "messenger" with his own eyes. From then on, Tiger Bear gave him the impression that he was no different from a villain.
Relying on his own strength, he can kill people arbitrarily. Hu Xiong's behavior has already crossed the bottom line of what Ziyang can bear.
Even if Huxiong met the requirements and would help Ziyang in getting rid of the bandits, he still didn't want to be associated with such a person.
Xiao Liu asked very puzzledly: "Why? Do you think he is too weak?"
"There is no reason." Zi Yang didn't want to tell Xiao Liu about Hu Xiong's atrocities.
Xiaoliu raised his pink fist and punched Ziyang's right shoulder, saying slightly displeasedly: "You are really troublesome. When there was no one to help you, you thought about finding a helper. Now that the helper is here, you still look down on him. People.”
Zi Yang frowned, with a look of pain on his face. His right arm was shaking a little. Blood stains flowed along the arm to the fingertips, slowly dripping to the ground.
Seeing him like this, Xiaoliu naturally guessed the injury on his right arm, but she deliberately pretended to be incomprehensible and asked with great concern: "What's wrong? Are you okay?"
Zi Yang also guessed that she did it on purpose, but he did not get angry. Instead, he gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain, saying, "If you feel uncomfortable, just say it. Don't rub salt on other people's wounds."
Xiao Liu pretended to be stupid and said, "Sprinkle salt? Is there any? I don't have any salt in my hand. How do I sprinkle it? Why don't you teach me?"
Ziyang smiled and said, "Okay, when you are injured, I will sprinkle a handful of salt on your wound. That feeling will surely be unforgettable for you for the rest of your life."
Xiaoliu pushed his arm gently with his elbow and said with a smile: "Hey, is your injury serious? How about I give you some herbs?"
Zi Yang looked at her with a dull expression and joked: "Let's forget it. I'm afraid there is salt in your medicine. By then, I won't be able to roll on the ground."
Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Xiao Liu grabbed his arm and said seriously: "I'm serious."
"No, no need." Zi Yang saw that her face was a little disappointed and immediately said, "Don't think wrongly, I just don't have any herbs on me."
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