Chapter 66 Murderous 3

On this day, there was snow in the sky again. The wind is very strong, and the wind is very cold with snow. Even the monks don't like to travel in this weather. It's not that the monks can't resist this bad weather, but that this dull breath makes people dizzy, and unconsciously the central situation becomes bad. The wind and rain are coming! Maybe this blizzard and strong wind also imply something! The street is a little deserted. In this weather, unless those monks may come out to hang out to understand some Taoism, or those who have important things to do will rush their way. The rest of the monks meditate and practice in the cave. There is no armor in the mountains, and there are no years of cultivation. The monks have been used to long-term retreat.

The street is a little deserted, and the wind is still roaring angrily. With the heavy snow, it has blurred people's vision. Even the practicing monks will feel hazy and have no divine knowledge here. The vision of practicing monks is not much better than that of mortals. There are only two people walking on the street. One after the two, the man in front was obviously leading the way for the man behind him. Seeing that he looked solemn and respectful to the man behind him, it seemed that the man behind him was the highlight.

The man's cultivation is not weak. Although the foundation-building and perfect cultivation cannot dominate one side, it is also enough to protect himself. Looking at his steady cultivation, it is clear that he has reached the peak, and it is only one step away from the road to building the foundation and the golden elixir. This step alone is not so easy to take. It's the right step to the sky, and it's wrong... That is the abyss, and it is doomed! The man behind is a little ordinary, dressed in blue and black. In this season, people prefer a darker color, not to say that for the sake of heating, the dark color looks softer. Some people with strange temperament may prefer big red and purple, but this kind of cyan is not outstanding, inconspicuous, and has no characteristics. There are too few people who like this color.

The two stopped here and waited, because this is the only way for Ma Yun and Ma Da Shao from the cave to the Treasure Pavilion. This is the place where Wang Ming found that Ma Yun would pass every day after three days. This is the place where Ma Yun is about to die! Lin You still wears this green shirt, and today's Lin You took out the sword and put it behind him, a blue coat and a long sword. At this moment, Lin You seems to be the sword fairy alive, and the meaning of the sword is clear. Originally, Lin You's magical power was inseparable from swordsmanship, from magic swordsmanship to the self-created three-kill sword, the sword of the three evils, and the magic power of shooting with the sun bow at that time. This series of tricks is inseparable from the sword! It is said that the sword is a gentleman, the most elegant. The single sword is not a gentleman in Lin You's heart, but a god of killing! It is the blade of killing everything. Lin You sat cross-legged, and the sword hung diagonally behind Lin You. The sword was very long. Even if it hung diagonally, it still touched the ground and touched the snow.

Time is slowly passing, and the day passed quickly. Ma Yun did not go to the treasure pavilion this day, and Lin You did not wait for him this day. However, Lin You didn't say anything, and his eyes were still closed as if he had sat down. This is the next day, the wind is still roaring, and the blizzard is afraid that it will be too late to die, and the environment is even worse, but this kind of weather is not worth mentioning for Lin You. There is no need to protect the body aura. The effect of the first layer of Lin You's five spiritual refining formulas alone is to resist by yourself. Even ordinary ancient treasures can resist the wind and snow in this area? The next day, Ma Yun still did not appear. The weather was getting worse and worse, just like a human mood. Wang Ming was very anxious and asked himself: Was he detected by the other party when he explored Ma Yun's whereabouts? Now the other party intends to hide from himself or move rescuers? The more Wang Ming thought about it, the more panicked he became, because Ma Yun's father, General Manager Ma, was not only a successful accomplisher, but also one of the deacons of the Treasure Pavilion on Xin'an Street under the Sanxian League. This double pressure really made Wang Ming unable to straighten up, and even thought for a while, forget it, even if Jack Ma almost killed himself, after all, he was not dead!

The more Wang Ming thinks about it, the more he wants to retreat. His ability to live until now is inseparable from his caution. But when he wanted to persuade Lin You, he suddenly felt the awe-in killing intention on Lin You. This murderous spirit was almost solid. I really don't know how many people he had killed. Lin You killed a lot of people, but the people he killed were all the people he thought should be killed. Lin You once said, "I don't want to be worthy of heaven and earth, but I want to be worthy of my heart!" I don't know why, Wang Ming has a feeling that he would rather offend Ma Yun than Lin You. This is obviously unreasonable. Even if Lin Youshen is shocking, there is still no hope in the face of the perfection of Jiedan. This is a fact that the cultivation gap can be made up by contract Shentong, but the cultivation gap is too far. Even if you have Xianfu Qizhen, you can't change the fate of defeat.

Lin You's eyes are still closed. This is not meditation. This is nourishing and waiting for a big war. Now Lin You is at the peak at any time. At this moment, Lin You is the strongest moment in the middle of his foundation. It was dark again, and another day passed, and the day still didn't wait for Ma Yun.

Wang Ming looked at Lin You's light expression, and gradually he also sat down. When he was with Lin You, he didn't say much, but he could always find the true meaning in his words and deeds. On the third day, the weather was still so bad. The wind was gradually getting smaller, and it was not roaring and whispering, as if crying for what was coming. Slowly, a voice came. This is the voice of a group of people. This sound is very familiar. This voice is Ma Yun's voice. On the third day, he came!

Ma Yun was supposed to go to the Treasure Pavilion every day to humiliate Lu Hao, which has become a habit, but because Wang Ming went to inquire about his whereabouts a while ago, Ma Yun heard about this matter. Although Wang Ming has nothing*, at least it is a successful foundation. Once he secretly attacks himself, it may really make him succeed. Even if he does not succeed and he is injured, it is really not worth it. What is his identity and what is his identity! Does his body like a bitch also want to hurt me?" Ma Yun is thinking about it himself. In fact, it may also be because he is afraid. After all, he has the care of his father, so that he has never fought with others since he practiced. Although it is a perfect cultivation, he has also practiced quick skills. He is not as direct as Chen Xiao. Even if he and Chen Xiaoxiu are quite difficult to get out of Chen Xiao's hands for a round.

So many years of spoiledness have made him lack the strength and ruthlessness of the monk!

In fact, Ma Yun still doesn't want to come out on this day. After all, only a few days have passed. If Wang Ming is really determined to revenge, it will still be dangerous. But today, my father sent himself a monk in the middle of Jiedan to protect himself. In addition, he hasn't bullied Luhao for many days. It's really boring. He can only practice and practice in the cave. Ma Yun doesn't like to practice. According to his practice law: when his father's cultivation improves, he will help me improve, so everything goes with fate. In the end, it's just because he can't bear the pain of cultivation and the boredom brought by meditation. He himself admitted that he was a second ancestor, but so what. Countless people scolded him behind his back, but how many dared to say it in front of him?

There are five monks standing near Ma Yun, the first of whom has the cultivation of the middle of Jiedan, and the other four are all early monks of Jiedan. Such a lineup is not what Wang Ming can deal with. Such layers of protection have restored Ma Yun's arrogant nature. The wind rose again, and the heavy snow was blown away. The snow seems to be a little bigger. Maybe it's because of the strong wind. Ma Yun looked at the terrible weather and spit on the ground: "This weather is really fucking bad. When I practice well one day, I will definitely let you follow my wishes. If I ask you to blow the wind, you will be windy, and if I ask you to rain, it will rain." This sentence can be said to be extremely bold. As soon as it was said, the five people changed color one after another. This cultivation was luck and the way of heaven. His words obviously despised the way of heaven. But the five of them will not remind that they are servants under Chief Ma and there is no need to ask for trouble. What's more, even if you remind Ma Yun that he is a dage, he may not fall in love, and he may turn against him.

These "old people" would never do this kind of thing.