Hua Wuxi also felt a little melancholy.
Why didn't you find these twists and turns in Nanyi City so annoying before?
When passing by the river in the east of the city, Hua Wuxi stood on the bridge and looked at herself reflected in the lights of the river.
I have indeed done all kinds of bad things in the past.
But now I want to be a good person, why can't you give me this chance?
Hua Wuxi was very melancholy.
I raised my head and felt no longer melancholy.
In the long street behind him, a young man was limping towards him, holding an umbrella and carrying a sword.
Could it be that all cripples run very fast?
Hua Wuxi didn't say anything and ran away.
The young man behind him didn't say anything and limped after him with his sword in hand.
Hua Wuxi ran for a while, stopped on the street, propped up her knees and looked back. Although the boy was a little lame, he still followed closely.
"Actually, is there a possibility that our relationship is not so bad?"
Hua Wuxi crossed the crowd and said to Nan Dao.
Nan Dao didn't speak, but walked towards Hua Wuxi with his sword in hand.
Hua Wuxi was naturally not stupid, so she kept running.
The two of them chased each other and soon ran through a few more streets.
Hua Wuxi panted and held on to the pillar on the side, looking back at Nandao. He was still walking quietly behind him, with the energy of heaven and earth slowly spreading around him, and this was the reason why Nandao was able to keep catching up.
"If you think about it carefully, you will find that you don't actually want to kill me that much, right?"
Hua Wuxi gasped for air.
Nan Dao shook his head and said softly: "No."
Hua Wuxi sighed and started running again.
"Listen to people's advice and eat enough. Even if you kill me here, you won't end up well."
Nan Dao held his sword and chased forward.
"It doesn't matter what the outcome is, the main reason is to relieve your anger?"
"You want to kill someone to relieve your anger?"
"Learned it from you."
"Why don't you learn from the good ones but only learn from the bad ones?"
"My pleasure."
Hua Wu sighed happily, threw away the baggage, and ran towards the end of the long street.
Pedestrians on the road stared blankly at the two men chasing each other on the street.
"What kind of world is this? Are cripples starting to chase people?"
...
Hua Wuxi held her waist and slowed down by the side of the alley.
Nan Dao followed behind with his sword in hand.
"I think you're a little perverted." Hua Wuxi looked back at Nan Dao behind him and said breathlessly.
"Learned it from you."
"Damn it, when did I enjoy torturing people?" Hua Wuxi yelled.
Nan Dao thought for a while and said, "That's because I'm talented and learned it on my own."
"Aren't you afraid that I will really run away?"
Nan Dao leaned on his sword and said sincerely: "I can handle a sword, just like a sword."
Hua Wuxi looked at the sword behind Nan Dao and sighed: "If I had known, I would have taken action earlier."
"Then why don't you?" Nan Dao said calmly.
"Because I want to make you anxious for a while." Hua Wuxi said, but realized that this was torture.
Nan Dao said softly: "But it's a pity that I actually forgot about it. After all, who would have thought that you would really kill someone after just scolding you a few times?"
"Although I was the one who started this incident, if you call me a dog, then I won't let it go." Hua Wuxi calmed down for a while, then stood up straight and said.
"Are you really being a dog?" Nan Dao thought of the speculation he had with Chen He that day.
"Yes."
"What about your master?"
"They don't care about me anymore. Maybe they don't want to care about me anymore. After all, Yun Mengze is in chaos now." Hua Wuxi sighed and said, "Otherwise, I would have killed you long ago."
Nan Dao sneered and said, "Look, you said before that our relationship is actually not that bad."
"Of course." Hua Wuxi said confidently, "Because I am a person who has done all kinds of bad things, so of course I have to do it to the extreme. You are different. You are a good person, so I suggest you not to do it to such an extreme."
"Do good people deserve to be pointed at swords?"
"What else?" Hua Wuxi said seductively, "If good people are not pointed at with swords, they will not be able to show off how bad people like us are. Without bad people, people will not be able to stand on the moral high ground and point fingers. The world will be very boring."
"I don't believe it." Nan Dao said calmly.
Hua Wuxi saw the black sword in Nan Dao's hand raised a little, continued to run away, and said angrily: "Why don't you listen to my advice?"
"From the moment I saw that person from Liuyun Sword Sect in the alley, I won't listen to advice."
"I admit that I was wrong at the time. Putting aside the facts, don't you have the slightest fault?"
"I was wrong, and I admit it to you. Can we talk about what happened in that alley now?"
Nan Dao's tone was sincere.
But the more sincere you are, the less room you have for maneuvering.
While Hua Wuxi was running, he picked up the clothes that others were drying next to him and smashed them backwards.
Nan Dao avoided it while continuing to chase.
"I didn't have a choice before, but now I want to be a good person, okay?"
"You don't have a choice now."
Nan Dao stopped holding his sword and chased after him with his sword behind him.
Hua Wuxi looked out of the alley, then looked back at Nan Dao. The latter said nothing, and his sword dragged on the ground, making a crisp impact sound.
"Listen to me, you are still young and must not embark on the path of crime."
Hua Wuxi continued to persuade Nan Dao.
So Nandao stopped.
Hua Wuxi looked happy and said: "Think about your life. You are only fifteen years old and you still have such a long way to go. Don't ruin the rest of your life just because you can't think about it for a moment."
Nan Dao looked at him quietly and said, "Guess why I came to kill you tonight?"
Hua Wuxi thought for a moment and said, "Because I deserve to die?"
Nan Dao said: "Yes, but there is another reason."
"what reason?"
"I'm about to die too." Nan Dao said softly, "So if you say something like this, I suspect you are mocking my short life, so you deserve to die even more."
The sound of swords resounded in the alley.
Hua Wuxi looked at the slender unsheathed sword behind Nan Dao, filled with cold light.
"When will retribution be repaid..." Before Hua Wuxi could finish his words, he saw the cold light coming quickly and had to hurriedly avoid it.
Hua Wuxi looked at the long sword that pierced the air and then lightly hit the alley wall not far behind him, and said thoughtfully: "It seems that your sword can't fly very far."
"I think that's enough."
"I don't think it's enough."
Hua Wuxi stopped joking, looked up at Nan Dao, and retracted his hands into his sleeves.
Nan Dao frowned and looked at Hua Wuxi, wondering what he was doing.
However, the next moment, moss all over the alley began to grow crazily.
Nan Dao looked at the changes around him, and then looked at Hua Wuxi not far away.
The latter's expression was calm, his hands were huddled in his cuffs, and there was a faint black air surrounding him.
"Think about it, how can it be said that the elder brother is the Taoist Master of the Northern Witch, but the younger brother is a loser?"
Hua Wuxi said calmly, stretched out a hand, and intertwined his fingers strangely, like some weird magic formula.
There began to be some pattering sounds in the alley.
It's raining.
Nan Dao held the sword and thrust forward without hesitation.
However, it wasn't until that sword thrust out that Nan Dao understood what Hua Wuxi meant by not being enough.
The ground between the two suddenly stretched, as if some strange force had forcibly separated the space between them.
"I really advised you very seriously." Hua Wuxi said with a playful smile on his face, "Listen to others and eat enough, right?"
Nan Dao stood in the rain holding a sword and an umbrella, while Yiaozhou Island hovered around him with his sword intent.
"But I don't want to listen to advice, and since you don't want to take action, there must be something that makes you afraid."
Hua Wuxi looked at Nan Dao calmly and said, "Yes, because if anyone knows that I know the magic of witchcraft and ghosts, I will die miserably."
Nan Dao thought for a while and said, "It seems that that person is your brother."
Hua Wuxi said softly: "Yes."
"It seems that the playboy hides very well on weekdays."
"Of course, since you were able to catch up here, you must have seen the Nanchu wizard. I don't want him to know something."
"So you have to run farther away."
"You guessed it right." Hua Wuxi looked at the direction the two came from and said calmly, "He is in the west of the city. Then I will come to the east of the city. After I deal with you, I will sneak away."
Hua Wuxi looked up at the rain in the alley. This was not spring rain, but the water of Wu River.
"Do you regret now that you didn't listen to my advice before?"
Nan Dao held the sword and limped towards Hua Wuxi in the rain.
"Won't."
"That's a shame."
Hua Wuxi sat down cross-legged in the rain, with the power of the witches and ghosts surrounding her still lingering in the drizzle. She was a little witch from Southern Chu.
Nan Dao circulated the vitality in his body and came quickly on the stone slabs. The lame man could naturally walk, but it was much more painful than others.
But for Nandao, such pain is nothing.
The drizzle continued, gradually forming a river in the alley. The power of witch ghosts surged in the Wu River, constantly eroding the vitality around Nan Dao.
As a result, Nan Dao's speed became slower and slower, and the distance to Hua Wuxi naturally became further and further away.
Hua Wuxi sat at the other end of the alley with a mocking smile.
"You can't transform into Tao Feng, and you can't control sword light, how can you kill me?"
Nan Dao held the sword calmly, the sword intent swirling around him, and then all attached to Parrot Island, turning into a flowing sword and stabbing Hua Wuxi at the other end of the Wu River.
"Kill like this."
Hua Wuxi looked at the sword and said calmly: "I haven't said enough."
"What if it's really enough?"
Hua Wuxi was stunned for a moment. When Wu He appeared earlier, the distance between the two had already been stretched. At this time, it was far more than one foot. However, the Parrot Island continued to move forward, the sword force It has never weakened in the slightest.
"A flying sword that is only one foot long cannot be described as "whispering". Nan Dao said softly, "A flying sword that is ten feet long is."
The waves of the Wu River rose in front of Hua Wuxi, trying to block the sword, but it was still a little late. The long sword stabbed on the wave, instantly dissipating the power of the witches and ghosts, and then went straight towards Hua Wuxi unabated. Away between the eyebrows.
Hua Wuxi's figure turned into black smoke, disappeared on the spot, and condensed out on the Wu River in another place.
"You are not straightforward."
Hua Wuxi looked silently at the long sword that shot away quickly, then turned back to look at Nan Dao and said in a deep voice, "You are in the Water-Knowing Realm."
Nan Dao said calmly: "Yes."
"When did this happen?"
"today."
Hua Wuxi looked deeply at Nandao and said, "Seeing the mountains in three days, knowing the water in fifteen days, is there really such a person in the world?"
"why not?"
Hua Wuxi didn't say anything else. The magic formula in his hand changed, and the Wu River surged, becoming extremely violent in an instant, as if it was about to engulf the South Island.
Nan Dao looked up at the turbulent waves of the Wu River. It was clear that he was still in the alley, but he felt like he was floating on the vast river.
Is this the way of witches and ghosts?
This is the first time that South Island has seen this kind of magic that flourishes in the south.
Then he clenched the Peach Blossom Sword in his hand.
The sound of "peach blossom" yesterday appeared in my mind.
Please draw your sword!
Then the blue-black sword was raised in front of him, and with his sword intent, he struck at the waves of the Wu River with one strike.
The long sword fell decisively, and the wave split into two. Nan Dao's figure appeared after the wave and before Hua Wuxi.
There was no panic look on Hua Wuxi's face. The witchcraft changed and he said four words in an understatement:
Witchcraft·Quicksand.
As the magic formula in Hua Wuxi's hand changed, the Wu River receded, and the sediment deposited on the bottom of the river quickly climbed up from the bottom of the South Island, turning into ropes of sediment.
Nan Dao raised his sword to chop at it, but those sand ropes were extremely strong. When they intersected with the Peach Blossom Sword in Nan Dao's hand, they made a crisp sound of gold and iron.
"Qiang!"
The sand rope continued to flow, grew spikes, and then began to shrink inward, like a tarsal maggot. Nan Dao was cut with countless wounds all over his body and was covered in blood.
Hua Wuxi looked at Nan Dao mockingly, and said slowly: "I know you are very talented, but you have only practiced Taoism for more than ten days. Even if the way of witches and ghosts is really afraid of people from the Sword Sect getting close, you may not be able to You can touch me."
Nan Dao was trapped in the quicksand, with new and old wounds intertwined. He was extremely embarrassed, and the bud on his heart was trembling slightly.
Hua Wuxi had no intention of procrastinating any longer. The power of witches and ghosts surged around him, and the quicksand prison suddenly tightened.
Then he saw Nan Dao raise his head.
His face was covered with blood, his eyes were clear, and something seemed to be approaching quickly.
"You must have forgotten something."
