Seven Swords of Snow Mountain rejected the alliance proposal of Huashan camp half a year ago. In five months, they officially joined the Black Storm camp. Seven Swords of Snow Mountain are still Seven Swords, and the three people who were originally missing have already been filled.

It's an old friend, for resilience.

However, Can Ren was too late. When Can Ren arrived at the headquarters of Snow Mountain Seven Swords, it was very noisy. It was probably because the people belonging to Seven Swords were all wearing white cloths. All the seven swords of Seven Swords of Snow Mountain Seven Swords were broken and were killed ten days ago.

The person who killed them was named Yin Yao, a master who suddenly became famous more than two years ago, and an ugly woman who was inseparable from the lawlessness. "Lawlessness, just look at when we are destined to meet again. There is also a record between us that should be calculated." Can Ren drank all the wine in the pot in one breath and turned around and left the snow mountain.

The night, the dense forest, there is no moonlight, there is rain, heavy rain.

Can Ren swayed alone. Can Ren couldn't imagine where he should go at this time, nor could he think of where he really hoped to go, so he could only sway everywhere. There were bursts of noise and noise coming into Can Ren's ears, Can Ren used his light skills and ran towards the source of the sound.

It was a pursuit. A group of skilled people in the world were chasing a man and two women. However, one of the women was already unconscious and was tucked by a man with one hand. The man covered his long hair and held a thin and narrow knife in his right hand. At this time, the chasers formed a clamping attack on the person trying to escape.

The man kicked a roadblocker with one foot, threw it away with his middle leg, and knocked down four people one after another before he could do his best. Canren showed a happy smile, Canren recognized the man and the two women. The man was Feng Zhu, the woman standing with the man was Piao Xiang, and the woman caught by Feng Zhu was actually Chunqiu Jian.

This is like a style of wind passing by. You will be revenged if you have any grudges. Even if it takes ten years, you will never give up. The rebellious dense forest jumped out of the tree, and laughed and said, "Where can you run when the thief passes by the wind!" The shouts were mixed with internal strength, and those with inferior internal strength were bleeding from their seven orifices in the fierce battle.

Piaoxiang turned around and pounced towards Canren in shock, but Feng Guo laughed without looking back and said, "Brother, I'm naturally running to your house!" Even though nearly three years have passed, Feng Guo still recognizes Canren's voice, Piao Xiang can't remember it very clearly. After a glance, there were many surprises.

The rebellious body fell rapidly and fell into the enemy group. The body formed a high-speed rotation with the help of footwork, turning into a hazy purple light. Wherever it passed, blood splashed, and within a moment, it had already set out a bloody path. "Where can you run!" A female voice came, and eighteen qi dragons in the air pressed down on the three of them.

Canren remember this sound, eighteen hands.

Can Ren laughed loudly, flew to meet him, tears on his waist left the sheath, and the direction of the eighteen qi power changed instantly, colliding with each other, making a loud tremor, and it spread without a trace. The eighteen hands were shocked, and they carried a ten thousand pounds of penetration, and their body sank rapidly, "Stay people under the sword!" Feng Guo was shocked, Can Ren chuckled lightly, and the tears that had pointed to the throat of the eighteen hands, and then returned to the sheath with a spinning force.

"Show mercy to your brothers." Feng Rong thanked him, and was sweating at the end. Guan Ren clenched his fists with his hands, and dark purple flames burned all over his body. The next moment, spreading towards the surroundings. The enemy groups around the three died and fell to the ground, and their meridians were shattered.

The Eighteen Hands hid into the crowd, fled without hesitation, fearing the pursuit of resilience.

The pursuer was unwilling to accept it and moved closer to the three of them again. Can Ren snorted coldly and drew his sword out of the sheath. A light and shadow formed by countless purple Qi swords appeared more than 70 meters. Can Ren held the sword in both hands and swung the sword. The swordsman who passed through the Qi sword were cut into two pieces.

The besiegers were completely frightened and fled in scattered. Can Ren chased for a moment and put away his lightsword. "You two are not dead?" Can Ren smiled. Can Ren was surprised. He always thought that Feng Guo and Piaoxiang were dead. Piaoxiang was extremely happy. He couldn't suppress his tone and said excitedly, "Can Ren, you are still alive!"

After listening to Piaoxiang's simple narrative, Can Ren learned about what happened after the two of them escaped from the inn that day.

Feng Guo's meridians were severely damaged and have not recovered. At first, the two found a remote village where no one was hiding to recuperate. After a year, they still did not improve. They had to let it go naturally and no longer force it. Shortly after the two left the small village, Feng Guo was once again targeted by their enemies.

The two of them survived many times, and they also encountered several hunts and kills by the Juxiang Villa Alliance forces. Feng Guo remembered the fact that he was being blamed and searched for Chunqiu Jian and others who had besieged four people earlier and forced the four people to fall into the abyss. As a result, these people were very stubborn, and Feng Guo did not get any clues needed.

Of course, Feng Guo could only find it one by one, so so far, Wudang's lewd and eleven hands have not been found. This time, Feng Guo came to find Chunqiu Jian, but he didn't expect that the Eighteen Hands were there. Although Feng Guo fascinated Chunqiu Jian, he was unable to deal with so many pursuers, so he had to escape with the unconscious Chunqiu Jian.

Canren didn't ask about Shibazhe much. Feng Guo must have had extraordinary resentment and Shibazhe. Feng Guo smiled and said, "Canren, the fat man who deserved to tear others into meat strips that day. He died the worst, and I also made him into meat strips. Humph! If Chunqiu Jian is ungrateful, he has no choice but to go to Shibazhe to find out the truth."

Piaoxiang then continued, "The Chunqiu Jian must have defected to some gang. In the past, they didn't have many subordinates at all, but when we went to find them, we found that each of them had many subordinates obeying the orders, and these people were not weak in martial arts. The Chunqiu Jian's status is probably the highest. Those people just now were all subordinates of Chunqiu Jian except for the Eighteen Hands."

Piaoxiang has changed a lot. Compared with the past, it seems to be truly calm and gives people a feeling of becoming mature and gorgeous. Piaoxiang's clothes are still no longer shabby than in the past. That is, the wind is not only a thief, but also a thief. Money is definitely enough to give Piaoxiang. Piaoxiang has less flavor, and the arrogance formed by identity in the past.

"Chunqiu Jian, did you think of a way to deal with her?"

Feng Guoshao smiled and said, "It's not easy to deal with her. Although this woman has done a lot of evil and is cruel and ruthless, she has never heard of any debauchery in her deeds. She should be a person who values ​​her reputation very much. You say, will it be difficult for me to deal with her?"

Really not.

"Can Ren, where have you been there this year? Why haven't you heard any news about you in the world?" Feng Guowen, Can Ren replied, "I went out to look for swords and searched for them for two years. Not long ago, I entered Feiyue Village under the recommendation of a man named Chen Si, and was responsible for the affairs of the night hall. You might as well come too, there is some place to stay, Feiyue doesn't care much about the reputation."

"I am not interested in joining any gangs myself, but I can't bear to let Piaoxiang live such a life of being chased." Feng Guo said with a smile, and Piaoxiang said softly, "It's okay, I'm with you, even if I'm running away every day and killing me, I don't care. It's been so long since I've been used to it."

Feng Guo smiled and said, "Since that's the case, I'll join too. Anyway, I'll do the same thing when stealing women and treasures. There's nothing wrong with multiple places to stay." Piaoxiang was very happy when she heard this. Of course, Piaoxiang couldn't live such a life. If it weren't for the sake of living, if Feng Guo hadn't accompanied him, Piaoxiang would have been driven crazy by such days.

But Feng Sheng likes and is used to this kind of life. In these days, he has been inseparable from the wind. Piaoxiang is reluctant to part with the wind, and he is unwilling to part with the wind. Now, because of the wind, Piaoxiang is really touched.

"Where is the sister Yilu?" Piaoxiang asked, remembering Yilu, who was still alive, and Yilu should not be a problem.

The rebellious smile suddenly subsided.

"Die, I was pierced by Yi Ni's sword and died."

The fragrance looked dark, and the wind blew and applied for cold and soothing, without saying a word.

The pain in the heart is that I am dead, but Yilu is still alive, which is really ridiculous. The wind has always protected Piaoxiang. No matter how dangerous it is, as long as the wind has still survived, Piaoxiang will never die. But I am alive, but Yilu is still alive.
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