"Youlan." Zhao Yun frowned.

Those beautiful eyes are still fresh in my memory.

Zheng!

He forcibly deflected the edge of the sword, and with a decisive strike, he avoided the life gate.

However, Youlan was still injured. The sword energy overflowing from the Zixiao Sword cut open the black cloth covering her face, and there was also a sword mark on her cheek.

"Zhao Yun?"

Their eyes met for a moment, and Youlan looked stunned.

He shouldn't have expected that he would meet the young master of the Zhao family here.

Click!

Zhao Yun's sword finally hit an object and penetrated a huge boulder.

But at this moment, Youlan turned around and ran away.

"Orchid."

Zhao Yun called out and chased after him.

It's not that he wants to kill anyone, but he wants to ask Youlan who assigned him.

Just because this bitch also assassinated him a few months ago.

Embarrassingly, as soon as he took a step forward, he ran into a talisman, which exploded. There was a surge of black mist and tears streaming down his face. It was a necessary object for escaping. It shook his eyes and blocked his escape.

determined his path forward.

When his eyes were clear, the orchid had disappeared into the darkness.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, and my speed is getting better!"

Zhao Yun flashed like the wind and ran straight into the middle of the square to chase after him.

After chasing her for most of the night, he came to the conclusion that Youlan was not only good at speed, but also had the ability to escape, as well as her cultivation. The last time he saw her, she was still in the true spirit realm.

It’s the Xuanyang realm.

In his opinion, it must be due to the bloodline.

It’s also a shame that the moon is not full.

If Youlan in the Xuanyang realm goes crazy, she can beat him to ashes all the way.

Deep in the forest, he determined the shape.

After chasing after him, no one was there. God knows what escape method Youlan used.

"Do you recognize her?"

Feng Wu covered her jade arms and staggered over.

"I recognize it."

Zhao Yun took a deep breath and shook a bit.

In this siege, it was fake that he was not injured. He had suffered internal injuries from a hard blow with the man before, and these injuries could not be cured by the fairy dew liquid. In other words, after many times of dilution and dissolution, his small body was injured.

The medicinal power of the spiritual liquid in the gourd has been reduced a lot, and it no longer has the magical effect of human flesh and bones.

So, you have to save some money in the future.

Even if the potency of Ling Ling Liquid wears off, it is still more practical than ordinary elixirs.

"Thank you."

Feng Wu was filled with gratitude and apologies.

If Zhao Yun did not follow her out of the city, he would not be assassinated tonight.

"We are all unlucky kids, you and I are the same."

Zhao Yun replied casually, covering his waist and sitting down.

Indeed, it’s only half a pound.

When he came back, he was met by Rashomon killers. One group was chasing him, and another group was chasing Feng Wu. They were both chasing each other, and the two groups of killers were also chasing each other. What a coincidence.

, how many years did it take for us to bump into each other.

Feng Wu laughed dryly and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Like Zhao Yun, she had also been targeted by Rashomon for a long time.

On weekdays, he basically hides in Canglang City. If he didn't save his brother, he wouldn't run out easily. He thought he was hiding secretly, but he was still noticed.

The killers of Rashomon are really everywhere.

To this day, we still don’t know who wanted to kill her, let alone who hired the assassin.

"Do you know where there is a branch of Rashomon?"

Zhao Yun said and stuffed a pill into his mouth.

"What, you want to pay someone to kill someone?"

Feng Wu glanced sideways and could read the meaning of Zhao Yun's words.

"It's rude to come and not reciprocate."

Zhao Yun's words confirmed Feng Wu's guess.

How many times has this happened? How many times has this happened? I have been chased and killed over and over again when I went out of the city. I have a bad temper, and I was beaten by a group of people three or two days ago. I was really angry. The other party hired assassins to kill people, so he could do it.

Reciprocity is a courtesy!

As for goals! There are too many:

Hostile forces, big clans, blood-clothed sect...you won't lose any money no matter which one you choose.

"Hiring Rashomon assassins is expensive."

Feng Wu said, she knows something, but she is short of money.

"Silver!"

Zhao Yun sighed.

He was rich before and won millions at the Forgotten City auction.

It's a pity that Guimingshan Cave and his party were completely exhausted.

The money in the bag now is only a few hundred thousand.

With this number, it would be good to hire three or two assassins.

Moreover, the level is not too high.

"You can perform Tianwu's momentum, and you have such a black robe to cover up the opportunity. It's not easy to make money." Feng Wu smiled. If she had Zhao Yun's ability, she would have earned a gold mountain. Tianwu's reputation is still very good.

It works.

“Reliable.”

Zhao Yun muttered, silver is a good thing.

It’s time to get some money, throw it all at Rashomon, and deal with every big family and hostile force one by one. Money can make all the difference! Rashomon will recognize the money and give it to them.

Once in place, the emperor would dare to assassinate him.

The night fell into silence.

Zhao Yun crossed his legs, and Feng Wu also crossed his legs, meditating to heal his wounds.

It was getting close to dawn, so the two of them got up and went to clean up the battlefield. Five of the six Rashomon killers were killed, and their bodies were still lying there? They could always find some money. Facts have proved that they also found

Quite a few.

On the road again, both of them used the speed charm.

The target of the mount in the sky is too big, and it is still a living target.

Night falls again.

The two of them entered a valley, one behind the other.

Click! Click!

Sounds like this followed him all the way and came from Zhao Yun's body.

This guy is never idle no matter where he goes. He never forgets to practice his body or enlightenment while traveling quickly. Moreover, he can still grasp the direction well. At least he didn't hit a wall along the way.

"The method of body training?"

Fengwu murmured, turning her head more than once.

A perceptive martial artist can see some clues. Because he can see it, he can't help but be frightened. He is frightened that Zhao Yun is multitasking. He is also frightened by the body-training method. The sound of bones colliding is terrifying to hear. This

The technique is so overbearing, it has always been quite painful to do physical exercises, but look at this kid, he doesn't feel any pain at all.
To be continued...