"Are you back?"

"Here I'm back."

This time, Yan Ruyu finally got into the villa by a hundred miles and ten steps.

Spring in the north is shorter than a cat's neck, and the vegetation at the foot of the mountain is rushing to grow branches and leaves, which has become a bit of midsummer. Baili Villa is even more bleak. Last year's fallen leaves were still piled in the yard, and the windy area was running all over the yard.

Baili Shibu reached out to take the bag from Yan Ruyu, but Yan Ruyu did not hand it to him.

He walked to the stone table in the yard, carefully wiped the dust on the stone table with his sleeves, gently placed the bag on the table, untied the bag, and opened the first wooden box.

The ice cubes in the middle of the two-layer wooden boxes are still fresh and hard and thorough.

Yan Ruyu stretched out his hand, but retracted it and did not open the second layer of wooden box.

He picked out three pieces of ice and rubbed them in his hands until the ice was completely melted and his hands were washed clean.

Wipe your hands on the sleeves and then open the second wooden box.

The bumps in the past few days did not show any fatigue. Her expression was still peaceful. Perhaps after the stiffness of the corpse, the expression on her face became more vivid after the softening of the flesh, as if she could open her eyes and smile at others at any time.

Yan Ruyu was so obsessed with it.

Baili Shibu on the side was even more infatuated. He even wanted to reach out and touch it to confirm whether this was the person he was going to kill.

Yan Ruyu reached out to stop him, and the hand that stopped him was extremely powerful.

"I promised someone else to treat Master Wu well and send him back for burial."

When Yan Ruyu spoke, the strength in his hands remained undiminished, which already showed his attitude.

Baili Twist looked at the head in the wooden box again, and finally withdrew his gaze and said, "You must have met many friends of Master Wu along the way."

Yan Ruyu said: "There are thirty-six in total."

"Where are these friends?"

"Dead."

"Die?" Baili Shibu stroked his beard, with a little praise in his eyes, "Did you kill them?"

"Diao Ruyi killed them."

Confusion replaced praise, "Why did Diao Ruyi kill them?"

"Because those people want my life, and Diao Ruyi..." This was the first time Yan Ruyu felt it was hard to speak out, "She...she wants to marry me."

Yan Ruyu's voice was as low as a mosquito, but he still heard it after a hundred miles and ten steps.

"Hahahaha... You guys are lucky enough to have a good peach blossoms," he smiled, and his face finally warmed up a little, but in a flash his face was covered with frost. "Since you know that the one who died was Mr. Wu, you should also know that he is Wu Cuo's brother."

"I know."

"When you rescue Wu Cuo, will he think about how he will treat you? "

"No matter how he treats me, I will go and save him."

"Even if he wants to kill you?" Baili Shishou walked forward and stared into Yan Ruyu's eyes.

"If he wants to kill, let him kill." Yan Ruyu looked straight at Baili and Ten Steps without dodging.

"Get up early tomorrow to practice."

Leaving the last sentence, he turned around and entered the house with a hundred miles and ten steps.

No one greeted Yan Ruyu. The old slave from Baili Villa returned and went back and forth three times, but did not look at him at all.

A pink and green figure jumped up from outside the yard and sat lightly on the yard wall, shaking her feet wearing cloud-headed and brocade shoes.

Before he could speak, a laugh came first, "I'm so heartless, my sister is here to play with you again."

Yan Ruyu has become accustomed to her sudden appearance. In addition to her likes to kill, she is not too bad.

"You still dare to come? Are you afraid that I will kill you?"

Hearing Yan Ruyu's answer, the old slave in the yard quietly moved away his hand that was holding the hatchet on his waist. It seemed that they always used the hatchet to entertain uninvited guests in Baili Villa.

"You are reluctant to kill me because no one can send Master Wu back except me."

Diao Ruyi jumped off the courtyard wall without any defense, walked to Yan Ruyu, and said with a giggle: "You say yourself, if you marry a considerate wife like me, would it be a blessing you have cultivated in your previous life?"

"You?" Yan Ruyu was actually a little moved. He really needed a reliable person to escort Master Wu home.

"Don't you believe me?"

"I don't believe it."

Diao Ruyi frowned and crossed her waist and said angrily: "Have I ever said I would kill everyone who wants to take your life?"

"You said it."

"Did I kill them all, not one of them leaked?"

"indeed."

"Then you should believe me because I believe it."

Yan Ruyu suddenly felt that as soon as he met a woman, he would become the world's number one idiot.

"Besides, before I met you, I really wanted to marry Master Wu. Send him back, which is the last thing I did for him." Diao Ruyi smiled sly and continued: "You are a little unconscience, don't be jealous. If one day you are like this, I will also find a way to send your head back so that you can have a whole body."

"I thank you for your kindness," Yan Ruyu sighed, "It's a pity that you will definitely be unable to help but open the box and take a look. When you find out that the person you want to marry is a woman, you will inevitably roll around and do something crazy. If you hurt Master Wu at that time..."

Diao Ruyi bent over with a smile, "Have you ever seen me go crazy?"

"Women always act crazy."

"It turns out that Master Wu is a woman." Diao Ruyi did not make a fuss or act crazy, but instead stared at the burden in Yan Ruyu's hand and thought seriously. "She is really not simple... Haha, a woman who can make me worry about her... I should give her a ride."

Yan Ruyu picked up the bag and handed it to Diao Ruyi. He finally decided to hand over the bag that he never left along the way.

Of course, he does not trust Diao Ruyi 100%.

But he had no better choice, and Wu Cuo had been guilty for fifteen days.

Next, he had to focus on rescuing Wu Cuo, and even Master Wu could not be a burden to this battle.

Handing over the package, he whispered to Diao Ruyi: "I owe you a favor, if you go..."

"If you marry me in the future, even if you repay the favor, you will be determined."

Another light leap, the pink and green figure disappeared from the wall.

Baili Villa did not arrange a residence for Yan Ruyu, and he felt that he was not worthy of having a residence at all.

He was sleepy, hurried at the door of the woodshed to take a nap, woke up, scooped up a handful of well water and continued to practice. His friend was still suffering, and he killed his friend's sister. He suffered too little.

There was still one hour before dawn (one hour was about 2 hours), and Yan Ruyu had already squatted in the yard for midnight and practiced another sword.

"You're too slow."

At some point, Baili and Ten Bu were already standing behind Yan Ruyu. Yan Ruyu turned around in surprise. How could he not notice?

"You have died once." Baili Shibu raised his hand, and the sword spike in his hand was Wu Cuo.

The sword spear that always accompanied his sword was silver-white, but the sword spear was bold and red.

Yan Ruyu once teased him.

"It's not a literary sword (the sword worn by scholars is mostly used for decoration, etiquette, and hanging sword spears). If you hang a sword spear, you are not ashamed of being too knowledgeable?"

"Hang it and let those who are fighting with me know that I don't want to do it."

Now, the sword is in Yan Ruyu's hand, but the sword spike is no longer there.

"This, this is impossible, how could you..." Yan Ruyu didn't believe it. If he hadn't used a trick, how could anyone in the world take away his sword spear without him knowing it?

But he remembered it very clearly. Just when he started practicing swords, the sword spear was still hanging on the sword.

"Take a move."

With a brief greeting, the sword of ten miles and ten steps was unsheathed.

soon!

Before Yan Ruyu could see clearly, he had already put away his sword.

The breeze blew Yan Ruyu's somewhat messy hair and also blew off a circle of his collar. The broken part of the collar was very flat, not even a thread.

It was still the same blue cloth gown, without the collar, and it looked inappropriate.

Cutting off a person's collar is much harder than cutting off his head. Cutting a soft piece of fabric with a sword is like hitting a ball of cotton with a fist.

Can fists break cotton? Of course not.

Besides, it would not hurt the man's neck.

But he took a hundred miles and ten steps to make him so accurate that he not only cut off his collar, but also did not hurt him at all.

Yan Ruyu finally believed it. He really has this strength in Baili and Ten Bu. Compared with him, he is a primary school student. He ranks fourth in the double score, a joke!

This is a true paradise.

The sword spikes were tied to his sword in a hundred miles and ten steps.

"Take it back and you're ready to go."
Chapter completed!