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Fang Shiying slowly moved to the window and looked down from the second floor.

His subordinates were fighting fiercely with Song Ziyu.Song Ziyu is not considered a top expert, but he is by no means an ordinary person. This fight will inevitably involve bloodshed.

But he is agile, and his moves are as fast as lightning. He is especially chic in the sword light, and he does not lose the wind.

Fang Shiying leaned against the window, feeling a little worried for a while.

While watching, the person below looked up, his eyes were clear and concerned, as if he was worried about whether she was okay.

Fang Shiying couldn't help clasping the edge of the window tightly with her fingers, her heart shuddered, and saw that Song Ziyu's sleeve was cut when he was distracted, and a line of blood splashed out.

She took a few steps back hastily, covering her mouth tightly with Ropa.

The door opened behind her, and his subordinates hurried to her side, saying: "Elder Fang, something is wrong, Mr. Wen is gone."

Fang Shiying looked at him suddenly: "Missing?"

The disciple said: "Just now when Li Hongge went to look for him, he found that the building had already been empty, leaving only a letter, saying that he went to find out the truth for the leader."

Fang Shiying thought about it, then glanced out of the window, and murmured: "The leader and him are as deep as the ocean, I'm afraid that person didn't hide it from him. Forget it, this saves my energy."

A gloomy look floated between her eyebrows again, but the current situation made her a little embarrassed.

After thinking for a few seconds, she opened her mouth and said: "Go down now, wink at the disciple below, and let him pretend to be invincible and run away."

The disciple received the order and went down quickly.

Fang Shiying lingered in the room for a while, looking at the square handkerchief in her hand, embroidered with green bamboo on the corner, elegant and elegant, it was Song Ziyu who had just handed it to her.

She had taken medicine when she came, and the smoke didn't work for her at all.

Fang Shiying stroked the embroidery carefully with her slender fingers, then put it on the table, looked at it again, and then returned to the window.

The sound of fighting faded away, and Song Ziyu seemed to be chasing after him with his sword in hand.Fang Shiying saw him take two steps after him, but stopped again.

All around suddenly became quiet, the lights in the city were dimmed, and the cold wind flowed through Fang Shiying's eyes, bringing a little coolness.She saw that the man turned around and looked up.

He stopped chasing, he was worried about her safety.

Song Ziyu performed lightness kung fu and jumped off the window sill again. He approached Fang Shiying, with blood oozing from his arm and emitting a faint smell of blood.

"Are you dizzy? Didn't you inhale the smoke?"

Fang Shiying looked into his bright eyes, took two steps back without any trace, shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

Song Ziyu frowned: "I don't know why that person..."

"I got you in trouble." Fang Shiying interrupted him, looking straight at him, "It's my fault."

Song Ziyu was moved, knowing that there must be something inside.But he smiled briskly, and said softly: "That's okay. I'm not afraid of being implicated by you."

With his calm and breezy appearance, Fang Shiying's words that he had already prepared stopped in his throat and were swallowed with difficulty.

With a sharp pain in her heart, Fang Shiying bit her lower lip, turned her head away, and thought: That's all.

She straight to the point and said to Song Ziyu: "You are looking for that friend, and you are no longer in Xuyang City."

Song Ziyu asked in surprise, "You know Xiao Geng?"

Fang Shiying lowered her eyes: "The day you entered the Swallowing Cloud Sect, I knew everything about you."

Song Ziyu was taken aback, smiled wryly, and comforted her: "It's okay. I can understand that if I were an elder, I wouldn't casually let people of unknown origin mix into the church."

He thought about Fang Shiying's words again.gone?Just come and go?

Fang Shiying said: "If you believe me, I will tell you. If Mr. Wen continues to stay here, there will be disasters. It is a wise move for him to leave."

Song Ziyu looked at her with deep eyes, without any emotion.

Fang Shiying sighed softly, and said in a low voice: "That's all I can say. No matter how much I say, I won't be able to tell you."

Song Ziyu turned sideways: "Xiao Geng is my lifelong best friend. I can't stand by and watch him in distress. I'm sorry, but I can't trust you."

"I have to say that he is fine for the time being." Fang Shiying looked at him deeply, "Also, don't let people from Yarizhuang find you."

"Thank you for reminding me." Song Ziyu said politely.

Fang Shiying curled up her fingers in her sleeves, walked past him, and said, "Then I won't bother you anymore."

There was a faint smell of blood on the tip of her nose, her eyes darkened, but she didn't speak again.

Song Ziyu watched her walk to the door, and said in an extremely gentle voice, "Be careful on the road."

Fang Shiying stopped and said, "Including Li Hongge."

......

In the deep mountains, everything was silent, Fang Jing stood guard at the entrance of a cave, looking up at the twinkling stars, feeling extremely uneasy for a moment.

He has followed the leader to this place for two days, and he saw the leader with red eyes wanting to kill Shi Xie, which attracted a long cry from Xunxiang Jiao.

Even if the leader jumped into the cold pool, I don't know what he is doing now.

Gu Zhishi was staring at the Xunxiang Jiao.

Although this divine beast was weird, it didn't make him helpless.

The surroundings were as dark as the beginning of chaos, and there was no sound, only a pair of red golden dragon eyes, the pupils erected in a line, were staring at him coldly.

Its voice seemed to have come through thousands of years, it was profound and solemn, but it was also like a giant palm with infinite strength, patting Gu Zhishi's chest, making him vomit blood.

"Ignorant child, why did you trespass into the deity's cave?"

Gu Zhishi couldn't move her whole body, but her eyes were wide open, and the anger flickered endlessly.

"Can you really find anyone in the world?"

Xunxiang Jiao sneered, and countless shadowless arrows flew into Gu Zhishi's heart.Invisible and traceless, but unbearably painful.

Gu Zhishi gritted her teeth, but didn't let out a cry of pain.

"Haven't you already found the one you want?" it retorted.

"No." Gu Zhishi said calmly, "He is not my master."

Thousands of sharp swords were pierced all over his body.

Gu Zhishi was sweating like rain, almost convulsed by the pain, but he managed to open his mouth and sarcastically said, "You're just playing tricks."

The next moment, he was suddenly dragged out of the water.Those invisible swords lifted him into the air.

Pain, excruciating pain.He clearly felt the sword point stirring his flesh and blood.

The sharp sword stuck in his chest pierced deeper and more mercilessly when he was lifted up.The sword tips pushed against each other, like beasts vying for prey, with green eyes, biting him ferociously.

There is no pain in the whole body.It was as if countless ants were gnawing at him, chewing his flesh and blood, crushing the meridians, burrowing into his bones, drinking up the marrow, and turning him into a wretched bone.

The bones raised their heads, their canthus cracked, and they opened their mouths wide, panting with difficulty.

The aloof Xunxiang Jiao saw him struggling to speak while he was dying.

The divine beast smiled coldly, let's just listen to this clumsy pleading for mercy of this daring and overconfident mortal.

The two pale lips opened and closed, and said softly: "You trash."

Xunxiang Jiao was furious.

The place suddenly became bright with golden light, and the dragon body appeared in the black lacquered barrier with an unstoppable aura.

The dragon scales are shining, almost stabbing the eyes of human beings.Swinging its tail, it whipped up a strong wind and rushed towards Gu Zhishi with a strong fishy smell.

This poor ridiculous mortal, it will drive him out of his wits!

Gu Zhishi was trembling all over, he was in too much pain, seeing that huge tail swinging towards him, he suddenly closed his eyes.

It was pitch black again, and Gu Zhishi slowly let out a mouthful of turbid air.

Just when the tail was about to touch him, Gu Zhishi quickly formed a seal with his hands, a red light suddenly lit up, and he trapped the tail within a hair's breadth.

There was a roar in the cave, and the voice of Xunxiang Jiao was angry and painful.

Without hesitation, Gu Zhishi gritted her teeth and endured the pain, and continued to seal.

One after another red lights stood up like mountains, moving forward heavily, reaching the Jiaotou.He was in extreme pain, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his eyelids kept twitching.

The Jiao's cry of pain was endless, shrill and desperate.

The heavy red light is like a giant sword piercing through the darkness, piercing through the hard wall, and the monster is like blood, firmly trapping the dragon in it.

As Jiao's roar became sharper, the light curtain fell down one after another, but it seemed to open a passage.

Gu Zhishi stood at the tallest light curtain, and at the end of the road was the Xunxiangjiao who was now being slaughtered.

But Gu Zhishi couldn't walk over high and high, he was so painful that he almost collapsed, he used both hands and feet, and crawled over it step by step in an extremely miserable way.

This formation comes from that strange book of formations, called the God-killing Formation, and its power is infinite.

But this formation is extremely dangerous, and it requires the formation to be pierced by thousands of arrows and sacrificed with blood.If it was an ordinary person, he would surely die if a thousand arrows pierced through his heart, so naturally he couldn't use the formation.

The last time Gu Zhishi came here, he was tortured by this dragon with thousands of arrows piercing his heart, only then did he know that this formation is suitable for dealing with Xunxiang Jiao.

Gu Zhishi raised his head, blood gurgled from the corner of his mouth, he wiped it off with his sleeve, and asked: "Is the person you found for me really my master?"

Xunxiangjiao was firmly restrained by the formation, furious and frightened: "Boy! What is your relationship with Tang Yuan? Why did you use this formation?"

Gu Zhishi pulled out his saber, his hand was weak, but he accurately inserted the sword into Xunxiang Jiao's body.

The hard scales instantly broke the sword.

Gu Zhishi was startled, then quickly smiled cruelly, and wrote lightly: "There is still a wind and fire array available, which can always burn you to ashes."

That Jiao's face was ferocious: "Arrogant child!"

Seeing Gu Zhishi posing as a formation, that Jiao ruthlessly said: "There is no one in the world who I cannot follow. Since you donated the blood of 80 people, the person you are looking for will be sent back to you."

Gu Zhishi smiled miserably: "He is really my master. I actually, really treat Master..." He closed his eyes with great regret.

That Jiao said coldly: "It's ridiculous for the world."

Gu Zhishi's eyes flashed coldly, staring at that Jiao: "Who is Tang Yuan?"

Xunxiang Jiao snorted coldly, but said nothing.

Gu Zhishi slowly raised her palm.

Xun Xiang Sharma was very angry, and said in a rough voice: "I will condescend to honor you, and I will tell you, an ignorant child."

......

The sky is about to dawn, and a ray of light breaks through the darkness.

The grass moved slightly, Fang Jing opened his eyes vigilantly, and looked at the deep cave.

Gu Zhishi walked out of the pitch-black place with deep kicks and shallow kicks. He was covered in blood, dripping wet, terribly injured, and his movements were precarious.The hand hangs down between the legs, and something is tightly clutched in the right hand.

"Master." Fang Jing rushed to help him.

Gu Zhishi gently pushed him away, and suddenly fell to the ground.

Fang Jing was startled, and hurried up again.

In the dim sky, Gu Zhishi's face was pressed against the weeds, his eyes were lifelessly open, lifeless.

The blood in his throat was rolling, his internal organs were in pain, and he was sweating, but he was indifferent to the pain, and only said lightly: "He is my master."

As the closest subordinate around him, Fang Jing knew his thoughts like the palm of his hand, but at this moment he could only say: "Congratulations to the leader for finding his mentor."

With a pale face, Gu Zhishi said in a hoarse voice: "I killed a total of eighty people."

His tone was desolate: "He will never look at me again."

Fang Jing said: "He won't."

"Yes." Gu Zhishi replied miserably, "I won't look at me anymore."

Fang Jing had a headache, he didn't mean that. "Master, you didn't kill those 80 people. You don't have to take it to heart."

The smell of weeds penetrated into his nose, and the soil was moist and pressed against his cheek, Gu Zhishi didn't even realize that he was crying.

The teardrops broke and fell to the ground drop by drop, just like the blood all over his body, he was not missed by the owner.

His heart hurts so much, it hurts more than being tortured by the ten thousand arrows piercing the heart.He felt that he was dying.

That heart, life and death, repeatedly, was pierced by the tip of the knife, a drop of blood pitifully drilled out, and before it dripped, a steel knife pierced hard again.Pull it out again, and along with the tip of the knife, a line of blood spurts out, warm and smelly.

Then, a warm palm came up to him, and the person on the tip of his heart crawled out from the knife, stroked his wound, gave him a small mouthful of air, and gently licked the wound.

He burst into tears.He was very moved.

But in the next moment, he saw lightning and thunder, and he saw Tiangong was furious, and thunder and lightning struck him to punish him for his actions.The person he loves the most, affected by him, was smashed to pieces and fell on his heart in a bloody mess.

That person did not rest in peace, and looked at his heart, as if saying:

Your heart is bad.It's too bad to be cured.You still use it to lie to me!

On the day when the truth comes out, the person on his heart will turn around like this, frown his beautiful eyebrows, and say to him sadly and disappointedly:

"Take it away, I don't want your bad heart."

The golden light shines from the sky, as fine as a weave, like a net, engulfing him who was struggling helplessly, revealing the fragile tear stains on his messy face.

Gu Zhishi's fingers moved slightly, he brought the booklet tightly in his hand little by little to his eyes, and gently pressed this lost and recovered treasure to his forehead.

The scroll is old and yellowed, and he will never forget the sentence on the first page:

Zhishi, don't be afraid, Master likes you the most.I will always like Master's Little Citrus Citrus.

Gu Zhishi's mind was heavy and he closed his eyes.

My teacher, my love, the person I have been searching for all my life, I am not worthy of your liking.

My filthy heart, I dare not give it to you anymore.

Fang Jing sighed deeply, and said in a low voice: "Master, you didn't kill people."

The leader has passed out.

Fang Jing had no choice but to carry the leader on his shoulders and use his lightness kung fu to go down the mountain.

Gradually reaching the foot of the mountain, Fang Jing saw a carriage approaching in the distance.Fearing that something unexpected would happen, he hid in the woods without making any noise, and wanted to wait for the carriage to leave before going.

Now that the leader is seriously injured, he is really worried that further complications will arise.

The carriage approached but stopped, and one person stepped out of the carriage and walked towards the mountain stream with the water bag in hand.

Fang Jing heaved a sigh of relief, he was not from Yarizhuang.

He was about to go out, but he saw the man tore off his underwear, revealing a face he was very familiar with, holding water to clean his face.

Fang Jing was dumbfounded.It really is no coincidence.

Wen Shu cleansed his face, but he was not in a hurry to fill up the water bag and go back. He sat down by the stream, listening to the sound of the water while thinking about what to do next.

In order to deceive others, he specially disguised himself, bought a carriage and went out of Xuyang City, traveling thousands of miles to relax.

But Gu Yi, where is it?

Fang Jing walked out of the woods calmly, he hugged Gu Zhishi sideways, let his face stick to his chest, only showing the back of Wen Shugeng's head, and strode out.

Wen Shugeng only took a look at him and then looked away. He didn't care too much, and was still worrying about his own affairs.

Fang Jing didn't change his face, wiped Gu Zhishi's face clean, followed Wen Shugeng's example, and pasted a picture on him.

When the carriage passed by, Fang Jing unknowingly threw Gu Zhishi into it through the window.

Fang Jing walked away calmly, thinking that even if he posted the □□□, Mr. Wen would definitely recognize him.

Fang Jing repeated quietly: "Master, you didn't kill those 80 people. Why do you care so much? Mr. Wen won't hate you."

The author has something to say: Fang Jing: I am such a clever little ghost.

Gu Yi: You die for me!

(Let them meet again, otherwise the plot development will be abusive, I like sweet ones~)