The Savage Star stared blankly, angrily saying: "Zhao Yun, don't be delusional in thinking of stalling for time. Believe it or not, I will immediately kill this beauty!"
"It seems I really am Zhao Yun." Zhao Yun raised her head to look at the sky, muttering to herself: "If this was the previous Zhao Yun, encountering this sort of situation, what would she do?"
Glancing at the unswerving determination on Zhao Yun's face, the Savage Star's heart was thrown into chaos for no reason. Forcing herself to calm down, she said: "Could it be you truly do not care about this beauty's life? I will count to three in the end. If you still do not cut off your own right arm, then you can only see this beauty's corpse … "
The Savage Star's words came to an abrupt end. Truly, it was a pity that he could not even count to one.
"Gululu."
The Savage Star's head suddenly fell from her body. Not knowing what to do, she rolled and spilled a trail of blood.
Such a fast sword technique, such a miserable death, such an unexpected result.
Zhao Yun muttered to herself: "If this was the previous Zhao Yun, she absolutely would not be threatened by such a minor character. If this really was the case, then that would be too insulting to this sword. "
The Iron Saber School's four people were all scared silly. They did not even know when Zhao Yun attacked, let alone clearly seeing the sword technique Zhao Yun used to kill the Savage Star.
The only thing they could be certain of was Zhao Yun's deep feelings.
Sighing, Zhao Yun already flashed to Qin Guihua's front. Her two hands embraced the beauty whose face was streaming with tears. Gently stroking that frightened hair, she softly comforted: "It's alright, Guihua. You do not need to be afraid."
Qin Guihua's tears nevertheless were like an endless fountain of tears, unable to be cut off no matter what: "Teacher, Teacher …"
A moment later, everyone already returned to the Great Fortune Tavern's rooms. Zhao Yun placed the overly frightened Qin Guihua on the bed. She then went to another room with Ding Yi and the other three.
"Now, it is your turn to speak." The four people in front of her clearly knew something. Zhao Yun naturally would not let go of this chance to recall the past.
After witnessing Zhao Yun's shocking sword technique with their own eyes, the four of them didn't dare dally and spoke of their intentions in detail.
It turned out that after the Battle of Mount Tianhua, Zhao Yun's whereabouts were suddenly lost. Subsequently, the Heaven Incense Palace, the Hidden Slaughter Road, and the Unending Sea, the three great evil sects formed the Alliance to Punish Sins. With the Heaven Incense Palace as their headquarters, they openly became enemies with the Lingyun Temple and other righteous sects.
Although the Lord of Ba Dao City, Liu Yidao, once again rejected Madame Haitang's alliance proposal, he agreed to help find the missing Zhao Yun. Back then, in the dreamland of the wasteland, Liu Yidao had high expectations for Zhao Yun, who was not famous yet. He also praised Zhao Yun for rising to fame in such a short time in Xuan Lin. Therefore, his promise to Madame Haitang to search for the missing person was out of sincerity.
However, since Zhao Yun did not wander overseas, no matter how powerful Ba Saber City was, they could not find any clues. Therefore, some of the affiliated sects under Ba Saber City's control were sent to various parts of the world to search for the missing person. The area around Tianyang City was the focus of the search. After the Sea Murder Gang, Heavenly Wood Hall, and other sects returned without any results, Ba Saber City once again sent the Iron Saber Sect to search for the missing person.
Ding Yi and the other three were just telling the story perfunctorily and enjoying the scenery of the inland. They did not expect to really meet Zhao Yun.
After listening to the four people's narration, Zhao Yun seemed to be deep in thought. He muttered, "According to what you said, I used to be considered a top figure in Xuan Lin?"
The four people were stunned and did not understand the meaning of Zhao Yun's words. They replied in unison, "Young Master Zhao's swordsmanship is immortal, and he values friendship and righteousness. Just the Battle of Mount Tianhua alone caused the world to change. Naturally, he is a top hero."
"Then tell me in detail about my past."
The four people were even more doubtful. They thought, "Why would Young Master Zhao ask this question? Even if he suspects us, this question is meaningless."
However, since Zhao Yun asked, they naturally did not dare to be negligent. They hurriedly told him everything they knew about Zhao Yun. However, most of their understanding of Zhao Yun came from rumors. Over and over again, most of them were stories about Zhao Yun killing Tenshidō's thirty Golden Elixir with one sword strike, fighting against the Ten Great Sects' Sect Leaders in succession during the Myriad Immortals Assembly, killing several hundred experts with one sword strike on Mount Tianhua, and so on. The four people also thought that 'flattery can never be wrong'. They added oil and vinegar, exaggerating to the extreme, making Zhao Yun seem like the reincarnation of a sword immortal from the heavens.
Zhao Yun thought to himself, "What they said is vivid and vivid, and the four people's tone is similar. It should not be far from the truth, but why do I still have no impression of it? That's right, when the two words' Zhang Miao 'are mentioned, my heart is very moved. "He then asked," Who is that Zhang Miao? Why would I fight against Mount Tianhua for her? "
The four people felt that it was even more unreasonable. They thought to themselves, "Now, there are already people in the market who have made the story of you and Zhang Miao into dramas and novels. As the main character of the story, you are asking us why? Isn't it just a hero getting angry for a beauty? "
However, they did not dare to say this out loud. If they angered Zhao Yun, they would not be able to bear the consequences. The four people carefully worded their words and told him the general story of how Zhang Miao's hair turned white in an instant during the Myriad Immortals Assembly, how he broke off all ties with Zhao Yun, and how he was betrothed to Zhao Yun by Lingsu on Mount Tianhua.
Hearing these so-called past events, Zhao Yun sighed with emotion, "I obviously have no impression of these things, but when the names of Zhang Miao, Luo Yihong, Ling Ye Lai, and Madame Haitang sound in my ears, my heart trembles non-stop. Are they really the women who often appear in my dreams? But why, why can't I remember them? "
If his love was deep enough, regardless of life or death, he should always remember these beauties. But he really did not have any impression of them now, only the vague faces of the beauties that appeared from time to time.
He was clearly talking about his past, but he really felt like he was listening to a story.
But in any case, since there was a 90% chance that he was the domineering Zhao Yun in this story, he should personally go to the Heavenly Incense Palace and ask Madame Haitang and the others clearly.
So, Zhao Yun asked, "Where is the Heavenly Incense Palace?"
Ding Yi cursed, "You are the Master of the Heavenly Incense Palace. You are deliberately making fun of us by asking us where the Heavenly Incense Palace is!" He could only say with a bitter face, "We are just four small stewards of the Iron Saber Sect. How would we know where the Heavenly Incense Palace is? It is said that there are only a few people in the world who know the specific location of the Heavenly Incense Palace. "
Old Third Tie's eyes lit up, "Young Master Zhao, are you planning to go to the Heavenly Incense Palace?"
Zhao Yun nodded, "Yes. That is my intention. "
Old Third Tie said carefully, "Although we don't know the whereabouts of the Heavenly Incense Palace, the Lord of Tyrannical Saber City knows. The Lord of Tyrannical Saber City is very eager to meet you. If you go to Tyrannical Saber City, then he will definitely tell you the location of the Heavenly Incense Palace. "
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