Chapter 7 Zhao Yun on

Naturally, the tragedy did not happen. When the little fish found that she could control her body, the dagger in her hand had been robbed by someone. This person is not Lin Dao, but Lin Dao's good friend, Guan Ping.

"Who are you? Why did you do something bad for me!?" Zhen Mi looked a little angry, and her charming eyes became sharper and sharper.

Guan Ping played with the dagger in his hand, and his face did not change: "It doesn't matter who I am, but your behavior is a little sinister. How dare you poison such a girl like a flower. The most important thing is that she doesn't have any resistance."

"Thank you for saving my life, Mr. Guan." Xiaoyu hurriedly thanked Guan Parallel.

"You are Zhen Yi's sweet little cotton-padded jacket. If there is any mistake, that guy will do something more crazy." Guan Ping smiled and then looked at Zhen Mi, "Sir, I advise you not to do such a stupid thing. The matter between you and Zhen Yi should be solved by yourself. If you transfer your hatred to others for no reason, you will definitely regret it in the future. You know that Ma Yu, his end is the best reference.

"Hmm." Zhen Mi snorted coldly, and she seemed to admit this. After all, Zhen Yi is a little different from the previous one now. When he saw the fierceness when Zhen Yi killed Ma Yan, even Zhen Mi himself was very surprised. However, more, that's a kind of pride, because Zhen Mi has always regarded himself as Zhen Yi's only partner

"I heard your conversation just now. The story between you and him is indeed tortuous, but this is your own business, and outsiders can't interfere. However, first of all, I hope you can recognize the fact that Zhen Yi now is different from the Zhen Yi you used to know. Or, it has grown up. He acts vigorously and clearly distinguishes between love and hate! Do you think that if you kill the little fish like this, he will not find out the details? Think about it. When Zhen Yi knows that you killed his little fish, what you have to face will be his stormy anger. Even if it's not your opponent, he will try his best. Either you die or he will die!"

When Guan Ping said this, Zhen Mi's delicate body obviously paused. Obviously, she did not think about this problem.

"Hmm, did you say that he wouldn't do this?" Guan Ping asked himself, "No, you're wrong. After all, you don't really know him. Although I have only been with Zhen Yi for a month, I still know more or less about his behavior and inner world. I bet that it will be as I just said, either you die or he will die!"

Seeing that Zhen Mi was a little shaken, Guan Ping said, "The dark elf has always been rigorous. I don't think you will be overwhelmed by jealousy."

"Jealousy?" Zhen Mi was suddenly stunned.

"Isn't it? From beginning to end, your behavior is driven by jealousy. Let go of the hatred. I think there is still room for turning back between you, but it's still you. Obviously, he felt that Zhen Mi's murderous intention was weakened, and Guan Pingyuan's heart was gradually relieved. To be honest, in fact, Guan Ping was still very nervous, because he obviously felt that he would not be Zhen Mi's opponent, and the gap between them was too big.

Guan Ping is not Lin Dao, and he has extremely mysterious skills. He is not Guan Yu's own child, but an adopted son, so he does not have the ancient dragon blood of the Guan family. He is just a very ordinary human being. So much so that he works harder than anyone else, but his realm and strength are not comparable to those lucky people who can surpass others by relying on their blood alone.

"Me?" Zhen Mi seems to rarely communicate with others. She has always been silent. Except for killing people, she is usually like a sculpture. It is rumored by outsiders that the dark elf is so evil, but she is still a virgin. Her heart has already been given to Zhen Yi. As for her body, except for Zhen Yi, everyone else is delusional.

Guan Ping has sweated for himself more than once, because his eloquence is really not good. He felt that he was definitely not a good lobbyist, and his dream was to become a general, not a politician who talked every day.

"That's right. You yourself said that the breakdown of the two of you was because you killed your parents. It can be seen that Zhen Yi hated you because of this. However, the relationship between you and him is deep after all. I think as long as you start from yourself and change yourself, he should be able to accept you slowly.

"Really?"

"Of course, I'm sure." Guan Ping was really guilty, but he still had to carry it hard on the surface.

"Okay, I'll trust you." After saying that, Zhen Mi's figure was in front of the two and disappeared faintly.

"Wow! After confirming that Zhen Mi had left, Guan Ping breathed a long sigh of relief. To be honest, his palms were a little sweating. Especially after Zhen Mi's ability to disappear out of thin air, Guan Ping couldn't help but secretly celebrate. If he had chosen to do it hard at the beginning, now he and Xiaoyu have died tragically in the hands of Zhen Mi.

This is an extremely dangerous woman!

In many cases, a person's strength is not completely determined by the realm. Guan Yu, Guan Ping's adoptive father, once said when teaching Guan Ping that the highest level of a martial artist is not a king, an emperor or something, but a kind of understanding of martial arts. The more thoroughly he understands, the stronger his strength will be. Guan Ping once saw Guan Yu take action. At that time, Guan Yu did not use any martial arts at all. It was just a knife, an extremely ordinary knife. He cut the challenger of the realm of the king in half, which was Guan Yu's understanding of the knife.

Just as Guan Ping was full of emotion for the rest of his life after the disaster, on a mountain in the northern suburb of Imperial College, Lin Dao sat cross-legged in the woods, with a silver gun flat on his thigh. Around him, the trees are thick and the mountains are brushed by, which can always take away some of the remnants and leaves of the branches.

Lin Dao has been sitting like this for two days.

At first, Lin Dao only practiced guns in the forest. Later, when he was tired, he meditated on the spot to practice Jiuyang magic skills and eliminate some fatigue. Jiuyang Shengong pays attention to gradual progress and accumulation over time. Obviously, Lin Dao's body is not talented, but that kind of waste material. The time and place are good, and Lin Dao doesn't occupy it, because he doesn't have much time. Therefore, when guiding the flow of Jiuyang Zhenqi in his body, Lin Dao's distracted unexpectedly entered a very special state.

This is an indescribable and unclear feeling.

At this moment, Lin Dao felt that the pores of his whole body were stretched out, and he could even breathe through his palms, and what he inhaled was a completely different kind of air. Slowly, Lin Dao turned his attention to the silver gun. He has been practicing shooting for some time. Because there is no guidance from a famous teacher, Lin Dao can only rely on some sporadic information he had previously come into contact with on TV or games to integrate into his shooting.

Lin Dao put his hands on the silver gun. The strange thing is that he can actually sense the pulse of the silver gun - OhSh·it! The metal has a pulse!

When the breeze sweeps away the fallen leaves, the feeling of the moonlight gently hitting the silver gun can be felt by Lin Dao. At this moment, Lin Dao was already integrated with the silver gun in his hand.

Suddenly, Lin Dao rose from the ground, and the silver gun in his hand was like a dragon scroll, dancing and moving. The gun in Lindao's hand is like a living thing, twisting and rotating in Lindao's hand, or **; or pick, lift, stab, point, or sweep. Lin Dao uses the most concise moves, but often each move is extremely coherent and versatile. In many cases, he does not follow common sense.

For a moment, the whole forest was full of dead leaves, like a rain of dead leaves in the sky.

"Dragon Diamond!" The silver gun in Lin Dao's hand rolled up countless dead leaves, just like a whirlpool of straight water. His body moved with the gun and flashed in an instant. When Lin Dao turned around, he found a penetrating hole on the trunk of nearly a dozen big trees behind him. What is surprising is that the big tree has not fallen, but still stands.

"Oh, oh, this really saves me a lot of time. Thank you." At this time, a man's voice came. Lin Dao turned his head and found a middle-aged man carrying an axe and walking to a big tree that had been drilled through by Lin Dao.

"Wh! "Oh!" Two axes went down, and the big tree was cut off by a middle-aged man.

Then, the middle-aged man, carrying an axe and a big tree with three people in the environment, seemed to leave easily.

"Please wait a moment!" Lin Dao stopped the middle-aged man. This man is the middle-aged man who asked Lin Dao for money after the war with Ma Dao. The man's kung fu was unfathomable, and Lin Dao couldn't feel any energy fluctuation from his body.

"Well, what's the matter?" The middle-aged man looked at Lin Dao.

"That, uncle. You are too fake."

"Ah?" The middle-aged man was stunned.

"This is a deep mountain. You don't have to go so far to get a tree, and you didn't find that this tree has at least a few hundred catties, no, thousands of catties?" Lin Dao broke the poor acting skills of a middle-aged man in one word.

"Oh, hehe, that, I'm just looking, just looking." The middle-aged man covered it up with a smile. In fact, he couldn't help coming out just now, because Lin Dao's move was so exquisite that even he thought there were ten rare shooting skills.

Lin Dao did not embarrass the middle-aged man, but said with a smile, "Uncle, you are a senior. Give me some advice."

Lin Dao has determined that this middle-aged man is a master.

"Point? I don't dare to be, I don't dare to be. I'm just a rude person. How can I point out a master like you?

"If I were a master, I wouldn't hide in the mountains and practice hard." Lin Dao smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle, since you are here, please give me some advice. I'm very grateful."

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment, then nodded and said with a smile, "Okay."