Qingyi slowly exhaled into a breath full of blood, and said with a smile: "If you can find the so-called Old Man Bi, you may be able to save your life. If you can't find it, you will understand how happy they are to die like this."

"yes."

The man agreed heavily, took a few deep breaths, calmed down his mood, struggled several times before he controlled his legs, which were as soft as noodles, and stood up tremblingly.

"Sir, Old Man Bi has no place to live, but usually at this time, he should stay in the same place for a few days."

He hated Old Man Bi who asked him to die and directly told him about a secret residence of the other party.

"Old man Bi's apparent identity is just a news dealer, but as far as the villain knows, he seems to have been secretly helping a certain immortal master in the three major holy sects."

"Are you the three saints?" Qingyi laughed softly. "To be honest, I have also killed a lot of cultivators in the three saints. This time, I happened to use this excuse to release the murderous intent accumulated in my heart."

"I really miss the guy I killed back then. He seemed to be a disciple of the Aoki Gate, named Bitian. He was the first truly powerful enemy I encountered after practicing the sword killing. He almost died under his command. The feeling of killing others and killing himself is really intoxicating."

If Bi Yuan was here, he would definitely be so angry that he would be filled with smoke from his orifices. Bi Tian in Qingyi's mouth was his brother. He died a few years ago by Qingyi's sword pierced his eyebrows.

Although Qingyi spoke to himself with a small voice, he did not avoid the man leading the way next to him. He felt cold all over. For such a madman who aims to kill, the more secrets he knew, the less likely he could survive in the end, and the greater the possibility of being cruel to death after being exploited by him.

But the man had no room for bargaining. Now, for him, living even one more hour was already a gift from God.

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Biyuan carefully sorted out the talismans and magic weapons he brought from Zizhu Peak. After everything was done, he turned around and looked at Lan Sui who was sitting upright, closing his eyes to rest, and said with some concern: "Senior sister, this time, I won't catch the trace of the sword madman like last time. As a result, when we gathered all our hands to rush over, he had already killed all the spies."

"Won't."

Lan Sui said lightly: "This time I have learned the lessons from the past and do the opposite. He will definitely find the spies I sent out, and we will also wait for him to fall into the trap where he is ready to kill people and vent his anger."

"It's just a pity for those people. They can be regarded as the most convenient casual cultivators and mortal subordinates I have used at the foot of the mountain."

"Aren't it just a few casual cultivators and mortals? What a pity? With your influence as a senior sister, you can just open your mouth at that time. Wouldn't there be a lot of people crying and shouting to join the door?"

Lan Sui sighed and said, "It's different. Bi is meticulous, reliable in his work, and knows how to advance and retreat. More importantly, he is my important contact person at the foot of the mountain. If he just gave up on him like this, he might be the hearts of others."

"It's no big deal. It's just a few casual cultivators who can't get on the table. The main goal is Qingyi's life. Senior sister, this time I brought the treasures of the family. As long as things are done, the treasures will be yours."

In the closed training room, Yue Lin's muscles were strong and his black scales instantly covered his whole body. Drips of sweat fell to the ground, and even corroded the solid and thick stone slabs into dense pits.

roar!

As the change continued, Yue Lin showed a painful expression on his face and opened his mouth to shout, but what he made unconsciously was like the roar of a monster in the back mountain.

A ball of lilac flame spurted out from his mouth, burning the weapon stand not far away in front of him into molten iron.

With sharp claws, ferocious bone spurs, fine black scales, and powerful and huge body, Yue Lin can no longer see the thin young man at the beginning.

It was not until a stick of incense that he gasped, narrowed back to his original height, and drank all the clear water in several water bags one after another.

After examining his physical condition, Yue Lin couldn't help but smile.

"Bai Yiyi."

He put on his clothes and pulled a thin rope in the practice room.

"Keep paying close attention to the movements of Lan Sui and the new female cultivator, and it is best to go out with them."

Bai Yiyi nodded. "What does the Lord mean?"

"Although I'm leveraging my strength to deal with Qingyi this time, I'm still used to taking the development of the situation into my own hands." Yue Lin took a deep breath of the cool air and said indifferently: "If Qingyi was so easy to be killed, he wouldn't have survived now."

"What I want most is to test how much my strength has reached. If possible, then bury them together."

"I understand. I will find a way to let Lan Sui take me out."

As soon as dawn the next day, Zhou Ting and Fan Zimo came to the villa together.

They didn't know that Lan Sui lived here, and this time they came to Yue Lin to ask the villa for the final finishing work.

Yue Lin met with the two in the living room of the inner courtyard. The whole process was just Zhou Ting and Fan Zimo expounding their thoughts, but he kept lowering his head and thinking about something. Only when the two asked him about his opinion would they briefly say a few words on the surface of his attitude.

Zhou Ting and Fan Zimo clearly saw that Yue Lin was absent-minded, and after reporting the matter, they were ready to say goodbye and leave.

Just as the two of them got up, the door of the living room creaked and opened.

Biyuan, wearing a light green gauze skirt, walked in slowly.

Seeing the woman who was uninvited from outside, Zhou Ting glanced quickly, and even his breathing became a little heavier in an instant.

As the legitimate son of the Zhou family in Beicang Mansion, he naturally has no shortage of all kinds of beautiful women since he became an adult. However, compared with Biyuan, Zhou Ting suddenly felt that the women he had experienced before were simply unbearable. That is, Bai Yiyi, who was beside the owner of Yue, could compete with this woman, and even Fan Zimo was slightly inferior.

Unlike Zhou Ting, Fan Zimo, who is also a woman, has a bit strange expression.

Biyuan appeared here early in the morning, which means that she spent the night in the inner courtyard yesterday. In addition, she was dressed so lightly and revealingly, and so beautiful and charming. Could it be that the two of them had already had that kind of relationship...

Fan Zimo's heart was stagnant, and the eyes that looked at Yue Lin were filled with resentment.
Chapter completed!