With the appearance of the two swordsmen, the others kept quiet out of fear. It was obvious who the saber would be. But … the saber was gliding in the air. Neither of the two swordsmen dared to grab it. Instead, they were confronting each other!
DKANKAN.
That kind of strict vigilance, that kind of serious posture, that kind of aura as if they were facing a great enemy, that kind of irreconcilable gaze … The crisscrossing sword energy emitted from the two swordsmen turned this cold winter night into a world of ice and snow …
These two were actually confronting each other? Guarding against each other?
So these two were not on the same side?
At this moment, the four Revered Martial Artists regretted it so much that their intestines turned green! If we knew they were not on the same side, then we … we could have joined forces to deal with the other … Now, the saber that was already in our hands was given away by us …
The saber continued to glide in the air. Coincidentally, it passed over Ji Mo's head.
However, the original owner of the Underworld Saber, who was already injured, cheered and jumped up to snatch the Underworld Saber back. He laughed loudly, "Two big idiots, thanks a lot. Hahaha …"
He made a turn in the air, as nimble as a swallow. With a whoosh, he blended into the night. Almost at the same time, everyone spat on the ground, "Serves you right! You were right to scold! You are two big idiots. Humph, calling you idiots is an insult to idiots … "
It was obviously to snatch the saber. What did you two swordsmen come here for?
Now, no one got the saber. You two knocked the saber away, and then started to fight among yourselves …
But no one dared to provoke these two. Everyone was cursing in their hearts, but they kept their heads down and chased after them …
Then, the two swordsmen kept their swords at the same time. Then, the two actually followed behind the crowd and chased after them.
This time, everyone wanted to cry but had no tears. They are still coming?! F * ck me …
Ji Mo was running, so uncomfortable that he wanted to cry. On the other hand, he was so jealous that he wanted to die. He was so jealous that tears were streaming down his face!
Swordsman! F * ck, Gu Duxing is a swordsman now!
Gu Duxing, who was originally as famous as me, is now a swordsman! And a Revered Sword Master!
Chu Yang is also a swordsman!
Ji Mo almost wanted to find a place where no one was around and cry out loud. What a huge difference! His heart was too unbalanced …
After making a few turns, he got rid of his pursuers. When he met up with Miao Butong, he found that Miao Butong's face was also dejected. However, when Rui Butong saw Ji Mo, his face immediately showed a kind of comforting expression that said, "Others are riding horses, I'm riding a donkey, there are worse things to come."
Yes, yes, I'm no match for Gu Duxing in the first place, so what's the big deal? [Look at Ji Mo. He's the most miserable one. Poor kid. He was originally neck and neck with Ji Mo. But now, he's been left far behind.]
Thinking this way, not only did Miao Butong not feel uncomfortable in his heart, he actually became incomparably happy. Seeing Ji Mo's face as he walked over, as if a donkey had been whipped eighty-eight times, Miao Butong almost laughed out loud. The first sentence he said was, "Oh my, Third Brother, Second Brother is a swordsman now.
"It seems like he has broken through to Sword Venerable. This is great news. When we go back, we must drink a few cups of wine …"
Ji Mo gritted his teeth. The muscles on his face almost spasmed as he said, "Shut up!"
"I'm so envious …" Miao Butong made an exaggerated gesture. Suddenly, he acted as if he had just woken up from a dream. "Third Brother Ji Mo, I remember that you and Second Brother are equally famous in the Three Heavens …"
Ji Mo's breath was heavy. His eyes shone as if he wanted to eat someone.
Miao Butong was extremely happy. He recklessly continued to provoke, "Oh my, now it seems that you are also an eighth grade Martial Great Master? Wu wu, your advancement is so fast. I'm so envious … Wu wu … "
Of all people, he touched a sore spot!
Looking at Miao Butong's shameless smile that had reached a certain level of schadenfreude, Ji Mo gritted his teeth and suddenly laughed, "Brother!"
"Yes …" Miao Butong said evasively, "Then … Pretend I didn't say anything."
"How can you not say anything?" Ji Mo affectionately hugged his neck. The two of them walked back with their arms around each other's shoulders. "You are right. Tonight, we brothers must have a good drink. Let's celebrate. Hahaha. Actually, the most worthy thing to celebrate is not Second Brother's breakthrough, but … your cultivation seems to be lower than mine by two grades. This really makes me happy! "
Ji Mo excitedly laughed, "Brother, don't you think so?"
Miao Butong tragically laughed dryly. He carefully said, "Third Brother, you are a magnanimous person …"
"Yes … Yes, let's go. Today, I will properly, seriously, and do my best to entertain you …" Ji Mo's hand tightened.
Miao Butong suddenly felt that his shoulder could not move. Half of his body was also numb in an instant. His face was filled with a dejected smile. He hardened his heart and thought, Since I am going to be tortured by you, I might as well say it to my heart's content.
"Third Brother, hehe. Since it is so, I will not hesitate to let you have a good time today. Who asked Second Brother to break through? Don't you think so? I know that you are not feeling good in your heart, right? I also know that you are disappointed and frustrated. Your frustration and sorrow, your pain and sadness, your powerless frustration, and your sense of distance. Oh, I am very sympathetic … "" Third Brother, please come. I can handle it! "Rui Butong tragically said. Rise … "Before he could finish, his words turned into moans. Then, Ji Mo gritted his teeth and directly lifted him up. Word by word, he squeezed out from between his teeth," Good! Good, good, good! Since you have such intentions, if I, your Third Brother, don't properly enjoy it, then wouldn't I be letting you down … "
They flew away.
The two of them had just disappeared when a man in green appeared from the shadows. Looking at the two of them leaving, he could not help but wipe off his cold sweat. His whole body was still trembling …
"My mother!" The man in green groaned and muttered to himself, "These two fellows can't be … can't be homosexual, right? These words give me goosebumps all over my body …"
As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and scratched, "This is too scary …"
If Ji Mo and Miao Butong knew that they could make an expert who was at least an Emperor Level feel so terrified, they would definitely feel a sense of accomplishment. But if they knew that the two of them had unintentionally thrown someone into the Upper Three Heavens, they would probably want to cry but have no tears …
One could not blame them for thinking too much. It was just that the two of them had said too much … something about having a good time, entertaining you, thoroughly enjoying …
"I have to find that little one. If these two fellows are really homosexual … hmph!" The man in green muttered to himself, "But it is also very strange. Isn't that little bastard a Martial Master? How did he break through to Martial Great Master so quickly? And he even became a swordsman? I have never seen such a high speed. Even if he was piled up with Purple Crystal Jade, it would still be impossible … "
"Could it be that I missed something?" The green-clothed man thought to himself as he flew away. "This continent's capital has been turned upside down. That scoundrel must have been killed by someone …"
After turning a corner, Ji Mo finally let go of Miao Butong, "Oh my god, did you feel it?"
"Nonsense! Don't doubt my spiritual sense! " Yin Butong cried out as if he had been insulted. As he spoke, he carefully looked back with lingering fear.
"It is definitely not an illusion!" Ji Mo wiped his sweat, "This is too motherf * cking scary! Suddenly, I felt as if I had walked into a mass grave. That pressure, tsk tsk, although my Ji clan is big, there is no one who can have such a terrifying aura … "
"I really don't know what kind of mental illness this kind of expert has. He actually followed us … F * ck, I thought we were exposed." Miao Butong grinned.
The two of them were outstanding geniuses. Their spiritual senses were very strong. Although the man in green did not appear and did not emit any aura, the two of them instinctively felt nervous.
It was like a normal person walking through a mass grave in the dark night without any stars or moon …
Normally, this kind of feeling would not appear on a martial artist. But as long as it was a person with such a strong spiritual sense, as long as he was given the opportunity to grow, he would definitely become an unparalleled character!
This kind of sensitive feeling, if it appeared on an official, he would definitely be able to avoid disaster. If it appeared on a general, he would definitely be able to win a battle from a thousand miles away. If it appeared on a martial artist, he would definitely become an overlord!
Instinct!
"Yes, yes, third brother. You also know that what I said was not targeted at you. It was all because of this mysterious …" Miao Butong's face was full of flattery.
"Yes, I know you are not targeting me. But I feel uncomfortable listening to it. Since I feel uncomfortable, then you should feel even more uncomfortable! Let's go back and entertain you. " Ji Mo said rudely, "I really have to praise your mouth. How can it be so clever …"
"Ah! No way! "Miao Butong screamed …
This night, to Continent City, was definitely a night of bloodshed!
At dawn, all the prisons in Continent City were filled to the brim! Moreover, a temporary military camp was set up to imprison a large number of people. However, the number of Jiang Hu people in Continent City only increased and did not decrease …
Prime Minister's Manor.
Diwu Qing Rou was wearing light clothes and holding a small pair of scissors. He was carefully cutting the potted plant on his desk. His movements were light and slow. His expression was carefree and relaxed. His eyes were as calm as water.
The slight impatience from a day ago had already disappeared.
Han Bu Chu and Jing Meng Hun hurriedly walked in.
"What's the matter? Why are you panicking? "Diwu Qing Rou said casually. He was still completely focused on the potted plant. He did not even look at them from the corner of his eyes. It was as if at this moment, his entire mind was only on the potted plant.
Gao Sheng was about to speak when Han Bu Chu gently pulled his sleeve.
Diwu Qing Rou acted as if no one else was present as he trimmed the potted plant. After he finished trimming, he looked at it from different directions. Then, he satisfactorily picked up a snow-white handkerchief and wrapped the trimmed plant in it. Then, he calmly washed his hands. Almost half an hour had passed.
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