The seriously injured painter of the Styx rushed in the woods.

"The white clouds are the quilts and pillows, and I am excited to lie down and drunken flowers; I let the wind and moon leave no traces, and I can remember the autumn years with free mountains and rivers."

The rushing painter of the Styx didn't know that someone was waiting for him in front of him.

When the poems of the year of autumn fell, the painters of the River Styx also saw the back of the year of autumn.

"Ah, it's about the autumn year." The painter of the Styx was very surprised to see the autumn year blocking the road.

"How is it, are you very breathing?" Yi Qiunian teased.

"Go." The Styx painter turned to another place and continued to escape.

"Oh, I'm so ugly when I meet and save you?" Looking at the escaped painter of the Styx, Yi Qiunian teased himself, and there was no intention of leaving to chase him.

The Styx painter who fled to his life again did not know that after escaping Yiqiu Nian, there was a white figure waiting for him in front of him.

"High your head, thousands of hills far away, and roaring proudly in the wind; you can find your opponent to discuss swords together, and the heights are too cold."

"Ah, yes...yes...it's Wind Seal." At this time, the painter of the Styx was already shattered when he saw Feng Zhihen's figure.

However, it is worth living this life for the painter of the Styx River to be surrounded by the two sword worlds, Yi Qiu Nian, Drinking Feng Shin.

The Styx painter turned to another place again.

"Hmph." Looking at the escaped painter of the Styx, Feng Zhihen just snorted coldly.

"It's getting out of the net." The Styx painter who had just run far was caught by the mistress waiting for him in front of him.

"Ah..." The Styx painter tried hard to break free from the big net.

"Hahaha, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Looking at the Styx painter on the net, the Miscellaneous Man laughed.

"It's you, hurry up and let me go." The Styx painter said with a stern look on his face.

"You can let go, as long as you tell the truth honestly." Zaxilang said the conditions.

The tough answer from the Styx painter. "Discussion."

"If you don't cooperate, your life will be difficult to protect." Juan Sanzong, who was standing beside him, also interrupted.

"You, you are really forcing a tiger to hurt people." But he saw the Styx painter move with all his strength and tear open the big net.

The Styx painter broke free from the big net and attacked the Miscellaneous Man in front.

"Oh, it's very fierce." Zaxilang said as if he resisted the attack of the Styx painter.

The three sects on the side also joined the battle group, knocking the Styx painter away with one palm, hitting the trees, and Zaixiaolang took action again.

The Styx painter tried his best to resist, but was helplessly injured.

"Damn it." Volume Three Sect saw that the Styx painter was like this and wanted to kill him to prevent the Styx painter from being captured and revealed his strategy.

Zai Seiro stopped Juan Sanzong who was about to kill and said, "Wait a moment, man, you have become easy to kill."

"Why do you say this? Everyone can punish the conspirators."

"At least I have to wait for me to finish asking."

"That's it!" At this time, I remember the traces of the wind that were about to be in autumn.

Zaixilang, Volume Sanzong and the Styx painter looked at Idiot Qiu Year and the Wind Secret.

The painter of the Styx saw it and said, "It turns out that you have colluded to target me."

"It's too unreasonable to say collusion." Yi Qiunian retorted.

"You should understand the current situation if you don't want to deal with it, it will be very miserable!" Zaxilang persuaded.

"Hmph, there is no basis or evidence. You just captured me like this. Where is the law of heaven?"

"The mouth is so hard, yes." The third sect of Volume attacked the Styx painter again, trying to kill someone to silence him.

"Okay, okay, don't argue anymore. First, explain why you want to visit the first family in the world at night. What is the intention?" Zaxilang stopped the third sect of Volume 3.

"This..." The Styx painter hesitated.

At this moment, Feng Zhihen took action, and a sword energy slashed through Feng Zhihen's fingertips, instantly slashing the right hand of the Styx painter.

"Ah..." The Styx painter wailed in pain.

"Let's talk, you only have five chances to leave two pills." Zaxilang threatened. (ps: This drama was released in 2001, and there was a concept of two pills at that time.-_-||)

"Ah...I...I said yes, I said yes." The painter of Styx, who had suffered, decided to speak.

"That's right! Come and explain clearly first, what does strategy have to do with Zhu Tian's death?" asked Zaxilang.

"In fact, Zhu Tian was harmed by strategy." said the painter of the Styx.

"Why?" Yi Qiunian asked pretending to be ignorant.

"Because Zhu Tian died, the long-term peace ended. The Demon Sword Realm will also be involved, and even the True Dragon of Tiance will abdicate because of self-blame."

"Where is the resentment of Dugu?" Zaxilang continued to ask.

"Dugu Erhe is a swordsman cultivated by strategy, with the purpose of attacking the crime. On the one hand, you can force out the Shazhou Yizi, and on the other hand, you can also take the opportunity to understand Feng Zhijun's swordsmanship."

"Why do you have to force Yizi Master out?" Yi Qiunian asked.

"It's very simple. Because Yizi Master is the only one who knows how to destroy the army of demon nightmare!"

"In this way, the deaths of Puyu and Luozi Shang were also planned by strategy." Zaxilang asked again.

"Yes, my paintings are based on commands and have no predictive functions."

"Where is the strategy?" Feng Zhihen asked.

"This..." The Styx painter hesitated when he heard the question of Feng Zhihen.

"Yeah." Feng Zhihen's tone was full of threat.

"I said, I said. Ce Mailuo lives in the Demon Sword General Hall, ten miles away in the Evil Spirit Ghost Valley, and the Netherworld Cave."

"You should know the result of deception." Zashuilang said.

"I know, I know." The Styx painter hurriedly said that he knew.

Zaxilang saw that the painter of the Styx didn't seem to be lying, and he spoke to Yi Qiunian and suggested, "Then let's come and go quickly."

"Zhaxilang, let's give you the life of the painter of the Styx River for now. It's enough to have me and the wind marks of the Nether Cave." Yi Qiunian said.

"It's not an exaggeration to say this. OK, okay. Be careful yourself." Zashuilang agreed with the words of Qiunian and told them to be careful.

"Let's go." Yi Qiunian said to Feng Zhihen.

"Yes." Feng Zhihen nodded and responded.

"Let's go!" When the two of them turned around and wanted to leave, a sound came from the sky, stopping the two of them from leaving.

Everyone looked at the sky and saw the dark clouds suddenly shining brightly, the holy aura suddenly appeared, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a clear sky.

A figure that was beyond the world in the clear sky fell from the sky and appeared in front of everyone.

"The clear stream is not stained with the turbid flow, and the cold song comes to the moon and sing the wind; how can the lonely geese recognize the sorrow of the world? Looking back at Yangzhou, dreams become empty."

"Ah, it's you?" The painter of the Styx felt very frightened when he saw the visitor.

The person who came was black-haired and dressed in a veiled clothes, gentle and elegant appearance, holding a bamboo flute in his hand.

Seeing the artist of the Styx in such a demeanor, Zaixilang took the lead and said, "Oh, the fairy-like and majestic spirit, and the full of innate beings. Who is your pride?"

"It seems that it is true but not true to calm the wind and sorrow." The visitor introduced himself.

Another conspiracy that has been laid out through every strategy, today's key figures have finally entered the eyes of people in the right path.
Chapter completed!