I advise madmen to be good people

fake? !

This news was no less than a thunderbolt to the Wancheng sect who had been busy for a long time.

"But, his face is exactly the same as that of the Sovereign."

It was the leader with the sword who stood up and said: "And from the experience of my subordinates, he should not have disguised himself. Even if he looks similar, he doesn't look like this."

"What do you know?"

The man in the hood shouted: "There are mountains beyond the mountains, and there are people beyond the people. How do you know that he didn't use a more sophisticated disguise technique? Besides, even though the appearance is the same, the temperament is completely different. How unrestrained and romantic the suzerain is? This person, timid and timid, looks like he has evil intentions."

Cowardly?

Why are you talking nonsense with your eyes open?At best, I'm as quiet as a chicken, and I can't fault my body and demeanor. Is my practice in vain when I'm upright?

In an instant, my back straightened a few more degrees. If it wasn't for hiding my secrets, I would almost have rolled my eyes at him on the spot.

"But..." The little boss seemed afraid of taking the responsibility of admitting the wrong person, and still wanted to struggle.

"He's carrying the suzerain's Ruoshui sword. This should never be faked."

"So what if the water sword?"

The hooded man looked at me suspiciously.

"Bao Buqi was stolen by this person. If it is really the suzerain who is here in person, you might as well use a trick of Netherfire."

"correct."

The little head suddenly realized, and quickly saluted me: "The Nether Fire is the suzerain's unique martial art. There is no other person in the world who can master it. As long as the suzerain can do this move, then we will have no doubts."

There was no expression on my face, but my heart was already beating.

Brother, you are embarrassing me, even if I can make that ghost fire, but I don’t remember anything now, if I say that I have amnesia, can you believe it?

Now I can only rely on Ming Yixin to fool me.

However, in my Xiyi's eyes, Ming Yixin didn't start his eloquent debate. Instead, he sneered, drew his sword out of its sheath, and swept towards the opposite side with a forceful momentum.

Good guy, it turned out to be a hard resistance.

Although Wan Chengzong and his party were prepared, they were still caught off guard by the sudden sharp sword intent. In a panic, they could only take advantage of the situation and fly to avoid it. Those who could not avoid it were instantly thrown When he reached the mountain wall behind him, he was smashed to the ground by the large and small rocks that rolled down.

"Sure enough!"

The man in the hood was also injured by the sword energy, he clutched his chest and retreated a few meters away, looking at Ming Yixin, his voice was startled and angry.

"It's you?!"

Hearing what he said, even though Ming Yixin was wearing a mask to hide his true face, he was already recognized by the power of the sword just now.

Ming Yixin did not deny it, he looked at the hooded man indifferently, and sent four words to him.

"Oh it's you."

I was confused.

What charades are you two playing?

It's all here, why don't we all get off the horse and meet each other frankly.

But it seems that the man in the hood didn't mean to reminisce about the old days. Instead, there was a kind of embarrassment after being exposed in his tone, and he pointed at us angrily.

"Take it! Never let them escape!"

Everyone in the Wancheng sect headed by the little boss saw that they had such a big oolong today, and they were afraid that they would be severely punished by the sect. Now is the time to grit their teeth with hatred for me and Ming Yi, and there is no need for the man in the hood to order me And tear us to pieces too, so that we can make amends.

Someone pulled off the short whistle worn around his neck and blew it suddenly.

The sharp whistle suddenly resounded throughout the valley, and it was so unpleasant that people couldn't help but tightly cover their ears.

This strange sound, listening to it for a second will cost ten years of life.

Along with the sound, there were small and small movements from far and near, accompanied by roars and screams, pouring out from the mountain.

I suddenly thought of a terrible thing.

It was the dead puppets who were locked in the bronze doors that were released!

Even though they haven't been perfected yet, judging from this destructive posture, no matter how powerful Ming Yixin's martial arts are, it's hard to resist.

A hero doesn't suffer from immediate losses, why don't we just run away first?

Before I could say these words to Ming Yixin, those people on the opposite side seemed to have sensed my intentions, and shouted: "Don't try to escape! Suffer!"

Dozens of black shadows suddenly soared into the sky, and the silver thread in their hands formed a net, and rushed towards me impenetrably.

"then."

Ming Yixin threw the Ruoshui sword in his hand to me, and said in a deep voice, "You go first."

According to the general routine, I should have tears in my eyes at this time, and I would refuse to leave, and then at the last critical moment, I would be protected with my life and sent away by force.

In the past, I hated this kind of slow-down behavior.

You say you can't help, and you are crying and delaying things here, and the protagonist who suffered minor injuries has to be severely injured again, isn't there something wrong with that?

But when I was really on the scene, I realized that as long as I have sincere feelings for the person in front of me, even if I know it is useless to get in the way, I don’t want to give up the other person in exchange for a chance to escape.

"I do not go."

In the end, I still uttered this extremely clichéd line.

"After practicing swordsmanship for so long in Zhengxinju, taking so many miraculous medicines, and you imparting so much internal strength to me, I can't just hide behind you forever as a show. Today, I just use them to practice my hands. .”

Ming Yixin looked at me without blinking, and said slowly: "I'm going to die, aren't you afraid?"

"Scared."

I answered honestly.

"But if you die before me, what's the point of me being alive."

Ming Yixin stared at me, his eyes were so hot that they seemed to burn into fire, and suddenly he burst into laughter.

"Good, good, good!"

He said three good words in a row, and when the big net above his head was about to fall on us, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it suddenly, tearing out a big hole in those tough and fine silver threads.

Although I don't know what kind of material the big net of this demon gate is made of, but it looks like this, it should be similar to the modern fishing line, it is so sharp that it can be used as a murderous weapon, if ordinary people want to tear it off with bare hands, it is a dead end .

Ming Yixin is not an ordinary person, but he is still a human being after all, even if he tore through the big net, his palms were also cut with blood dripping from them, which made my heart tighten.

Obviously, the black shadows had never seen such a ferocity, and they dared not slack off in shock. They drew out their soft swords and surrounded Ming Yixin heavily from all directions, vowing to chop him into pieces.

I drew out the Ruoshui sword, stepped on the wind, and was about to step forward to help, but another person came out of nowhere and blocked my way with a long sword in his hand.

It's the man in the hood who hides his head and shows his face.

"Do not impulse."

He smiled weirdly at me.

"A person who knows the current affairs is a hero, why bother to sacrifice your own life for a dying person? Although you are a counterfeit, as long as you are willing to join hands with me, I can make you pretend to be the real one and sit on the seat of the suzerain of Wancheng. In the future, the power of the world is in your hands, wouldn't it be more comfortable than relying on others?"