The public declaration of tears made everyone who was originally watching the battle uninterested. The fierce battle that originally hoped ended like this, which was unexpected.

Qian Jian slowly put his sword in the sheath, and chuckled and said, "I admire you, admire you! I laugh at the sky and cry, and the two swords are proud of the world. Today I have the crying fast sword, and it is indeed worthy of its reputation. If I continue to fight, I am afraid that after five hundred moves, I will eventually lose. But I think that the sword I am laying can enter the tears of the earth, which is really honorable and extremely honorable!"

The audience, who were originally quite disappointed, made a frightened sound, and then whispered and discussed it. The Sword of the Crying Sword, everyone knew that he had never met an opponent who had made hundreds of moves from him. Now Qian Jian said this, isn't it said that the difference between the two's martial arts is limited?

He laughed heartily and said, "Brother Qian, it's too humble. Even if he fights for 500 moves, I can only get a skill and win a little bit. It's rare for Brother Qian to draw a sword in the world. Just talking about the word "fast sword", I am convinced and ashamed of myself!"

The two people who were raising each other and praised each other as they spoke, holding each other's palms, allowing the heavy rain to fall on their hair, and laughing loudly on their faces and bodies.

The already disappointed people became excited again with varying degrees of emotion. The No. 1 fast sword in Xinming District actually had a sob sob that the Sword of the Crying Sword openly admitted that its fast sword was better. That is to say, just about the speed of the sword, Qianjian was known as the first exile. As long as it was not compared with the rumored god, it was no exaggeration.

Many people who were fond of the battle were disappointed, but were also surprised. Yue Ming, who was watching the battle on the fifth floor, couldn't help but be overjoyed, and then he became frowning again. The weapons of Qianjian Qianying couple are far beyond ordinary masters. Yue Ming has long seen that by comparing all kinds of masters with past experience, he can make a conclusion.

But I never expected that it would be so high. In this way, how could two masters of the same level as Qidi continue to stay in small places like Yueminglou? The vast sea and the sky are everywhere, and there is no place to go, and there is no place to go?

No matter how powerful a master is, what is the use of? Even though he has been thinking about the shallow friendship these days, he can shock the large organizational gangs, but how can heal those newborn calves who are not afraid of tigers for a long time?

The two people who shook hands and made friends laughed and flew up in place, walked through the window, and flew back into the fifth floor. They laughed and shouted with tears in tears, "Today I was lucky to make my first friend, and I was in a great mood. I was so happy that I would never be disturbed and would be distracted. I was idle. I should check out the bill and leave!"

After saying this in tears, how many of the drinkers on the fifth floor are willing to cause trouble?

No, the fifth floor, which was originally not lively but also very popular, quickly became deserted. She took the wine glass handed over by Yue Ming in tears and said, "I have been here for a full 250 years." Qian Jian said, "I have only been in the shadow of Ying and I for decades."

He cried and said, "Okay, then I'll take advantage of you, for my brother. I'm so happy today. If the thousand brothers don't dislike you, what if we might as well get Jinlan?"

Qian Jian laughed happily, obviously he had no objection to this proposal. Qian Ying raised her glass and smiled and said, "Brother Crying is famous all over the world. There are only a few people who don't dislike us husband and wife. How can we not be willing to be so loving? Brother, please!"

The three of them clinked each other with their glasses, looked up and drank it all. They burst into tears and laughed, "Oh! How could this be so hasty, but I am used to being alone for my brother, but I have no friends to invite. It would be better to ask Boss Yueming to prepare for us in this building. It is necessary for everyone in the world to know that I will have such a happy day when I meet an opponent and a confidant!"

"It's up to the elder brother to decide everything."

He burst into tears and laughed loudly, "Come on, do it again!"

A big thing happened in Xinming District. On a night of thunder, lightning, wind and rain, the famous Sword of Crying among the exiles made his first friend and held a public ceremony to swear Jinlan. This is not a trivial matter, although it is nothing compared to the succession of the true gods outside. But for the exiles, this is an amazing event.

The exiled people are as obsessed with their unique martial arts, and the world they focus on is always accepted by themselves. This is very different from the model of the Xinde civilization. For many exiled people, the True God is a very special existence. But the master is more important. Crying is a master who is well-known to everyone in the exiled group, and is considered to be extremely hopeful to catch up with the Killing King Xiuwei told the person.

A person who can compete with the crying is not ordinary?

There are two more amazing masters in the exile group, which is naturally worthy of everyone's attention.

It was dark and it was destroyed in all neighborhoods of the King's territory. All the organizations and gangs who learned the news, no matter how big or small, could arrive, and even if they could not arrive, they were still trying their best to get there. Zhidijian made a brother in Yueminglou, Xinming District. Who dared not to present a "congratulations" congratulations to show their wishes?

Most of the participants returned home after being drunk on that day. They were so happy that they seemed to be drunk and were helped by Yue Ming to leave. Qianjian Qianying, who was also happy and happy, naturally returned home drunk. Qianjian and Qianying left a deep impression on many people. The black mask was not removed even during the ceremony. Could it be that both of them had an ugly face?

Yueming Tower has the most complete facilities and an extremely spacious room, Qianxue, who was supporting Qianjian Qianying and his wife, and two other maids, left the door and left. The large bed inside collapsed, and the two clothes seemed to be asleep because of drunkenness. The maids who served the two for a long time knew that they had never allowed others to wash their clothes. Even if they needed it, Qianxue was responsible for such work.

Qianxue said that it was not necessary today, and no one would insist on it anymore.

When Qianxue led the two maids away, the large bed in the dark room No. 1 of Yuezi collapsed and four hazy lights lit up. The two who were supposed to be sleeping soundly sat up at the same time.

In the dark room, a sigh rang out after a moment.

Yi Yu hugged Hong Mei in his arms with a light hand, and chuckled and said, "What?"

The latter whispered, "I'm not complaining, I just sighed for our experience. I was quiet and quiet, but we were only facing each other calmly, which was the most popular thing. Although I knew that such days had not been too long, since you decided to give up the mark of the True God of Destruction, I still longed for the peaceful days without realizing that the days of peace could be a little longer. Unexpectedly, such a trouble emerged out of thin air in just a few months. I was so angry that I wanted to crush his bones and ashes!"

Yi Yu's five fingers passed through Hong Mei's long black hair, rubbed it, and said with a smile, "There is nothing to do. Kill him, and there will be more troubles to disturb people's purity. Now, although it is still impossible to avoid all kinds of harassment caused by him in the future, it will eventually be much less. Your feelings are understandable. Even if such a evil star appears, even I sigh that my fate is impermanent and unpredictable."

Hong Mei was silent for a moment, sighed helplessly, and said softly, "It's really helpless. Fortunately, people here know how to advance and retreat. If they really kill him, I really don't know how many flies we will pursue in the future to make a name for ourselves and prove ourselves."

Yi Yu said with a smile, "It's very rare. This man can survive until now and never dies. In terms of martial arts, his cultivation is close to the peak of the human sword. Once he is enlightened in time, he may not be able to become the best human sword. If his last sword does not withdraw his move today, I will decide to directly bear it."

Hongmei took off her mask with a light hand, adjusted her posture, and hugged comfortably in Yi Yu's arms, and said softly, "What should I do next? This man is so rogue and so popular, it won't take long before everyone will know about our fight with Jinlan with him. Killing him will only add to his annoyance. If you don't kill him, you will not know how long it will take to deal with him from time to time. It's annoying to think it will be."

"I have changed a lot, and I have learned to have emotions and tempers. I just don't know if it's true or false."

Hongmei's bright red eyes smiled and said softly, "I see that many exiled women are like this. I learned to understand and became a qualified wife of an exiled man. If you don't like it, I will no longer do this."

Yi Yu chuckled and said, "It's okay. What should I do in the future? Let's talk about it. If you are really annoying to get trouble because of this, then you can change your face and have a new life."

Hongmei thought, "If we want to leave here, let's open a bookstore in the future. We will not be bored, and we can avoid troubles that we can't escape. We can also serve you every day. We can leave the complicated and trivial matters to Qianxue."

Yiyu nodded and praised, "Good idea."

Seeing that the idea was answered, Hong Mei was very happy. After a moment of silence, "How could this cry suddenly come here? According to time, if he hadn't been around this, he would definitely not have heard of our name and came to strengthen his strength. With his strength, even if he wanted to find it, he would not have come to the territory of the Destruction King. Compared with the straitors outside, how many masters can there be on the table here."

Yi Yu smiled and said, "Of course, he wouldn't be here to find an opponent. He must have other purposes. Among the exiles, many of them were recruited by the Killing God and the Silver Holy Spirit, and many of them established their own forces in the True God City. Even the Xiaotian Sword has recruited a large number of disciples and has widely established special prestige. Only the Crying Sword has come and gone alone for many years.

It is not like to say that he is a person who is determined to pursue power. With his current martial arts cultivation, instead of relying on killing to enhance his internal strength, it is better to concentrate on practicing with a super-level spiritual consciousness. He cannot not understand the difference in efficiency. I think he is more like a bloodthirsty person. The excitement released in his eyes when he takes action is obviously the kind of person who is excited about the slaughter itself.

In connection with his reputation, we can see that the reason why he killed countless people over the years was not for cultivation. Even so, he was in pursuit of the pleasure of killing and restrained himself. Although he was still famous, he had not fallen into the curse of thousands of people. Everyone wanted to get rid of the land that was so happy that he could see his wisdom; when facing an unknown person, he had no contempt at all, he could see that he knew it.
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