Yan Shisan's accidental intervention eliminated the conflict between Qualcomm and Murong Qiudi. However, after leaving, Murong Qiudi found Zhu Yeqing who had been on standby, wearing a golden mask and a blood-colored robe.

"Xiaozhu, use your subordinates to be optimistic about Qualcomm and Yan Shisan, and Qixingtang will not interfere."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yeqing nodded. The Tianzun he established was originally for Murong Qiudi and dealing with the matter that Qixingtang was not easy to interfere. Now Yan Shisan intervened. Although Qixingtang was not afraid of the other party, there was no need to mess with the other party. He used Tianzun's people to stare in secret, and even if he found out, it would have nothing to do.

At this time, after leaving the original inn, Yan Shisan and Qualcomm came to a small restaurant. After ordering two dishes, they sat opposite each other. Then Yan Shisan told Qualcomm about his current physical condition.

Although Qualcomm was surprised by what happened to Yan Shisan’s life soon, he still gave him the same answer as Murong Qiudi, that is, he did not know the exact time Ji Mi came here.

"Is that so? Do you not know the exact time?" Yan Shisan breathed a long time, drank a glass of wine, and murmured: "I don't know if I can wait until he comes back to treat me. If I really can't wait, it's just that I'm in bad luck. Fortunately, I have prepared a tomb for myself..."

Yan Shisan's self-talking voice was heard by Qualcomm, which made Qualcomm silent for a few seconds, and asked, "Where are you living now?"

"The Flower Forest in Nanshan is a good place I just found yesterday, with birds singing and flowers smelling. You can come and sit there if you have time." Yan Shisan smiled coolly and added: "Familiar with the road first, and you can also restrain my body at that time."

Qualcomm was stunned and then raised his glass to Yan Shisan, drinking it all for the other party's indifference.

...

Just when Murong Qiudi and Yan Shisan were "concerned" for Ji Du, Ji Du still used his third identity to challenge Kuhai Town.

Until ten days later, when I came to the outskirts of Kuhai Town at the end of the season, I happened to see the useless Aji.

Useless Aji, what kind of person would have a useless three-character prefixed before his name?

If such a name is mentioned by everyone, he will show disdain. Who would have thought that the other party was Xie Xiaofeng, the third young master of Divine Sword Villa? Is he a peerless swordsman?

A Buddha statue wrapped in a wool vine, unable to see clearly, his eyes were covered by a wool vine, and he had already looked like a Buddha statue that had already seen the suffering of the world. Aji knocked his head heavily to the ground, his expression was like a piece of dead wood drifting with the flow, without any anger.

One, two, three times, until he lowered his head again, his forehead was about to touch the ground. When he saw the feet in front of him, he stopped and slowly raised his head. After all, he was worshiping Buddha, not the master of these feet.

"What are you asking for?" A curious but cold voice appeared in Aji's ears.

"If you don't ask for anything, there's nothing to ask for..." Aji's words were extremely clear, but they were deeply tired.

"Don't you figure it out yet?" Ji Mo squatted down, and a cold black iron mask flashed into Aji's eyes.

"What?" Aji was stunned by this question, confused, as if he was blocked by a layer of dust, and there was a look of doubt in his eyes.

"The world of Jianghu, there are people, and you want to leave the world, but can you run to where there is no one?" The voice was cruel, like a bloody knife, picking away the bloody truth, making Aji, who wanted to leave the world, involuntarily shrink a little.

"Where are people, there are rivers and lakes?" Aji repeatedly chewed the words of the chewinger, and swallowed them into his stomach. After understanding, a trace of bitterness slowly appeared from his heart, causing a bitter expression to appear on his numb face.

"You think you can leave the sword in your hand by giving up the sword, but do you know whether Jianghu wants to let you go? You think Jianghu is an inn, you step in if you want to step in, and you leave if you want to leave? It's too naive!"

"You are in the world and you can't help but have no choice but to understand this?"

Ji Mo's words were like a knife, cutting Aji's heart that wanted to escape one after another. He suddenly felt that whether he was hiding his identity or putting down his sword and telling himself not to kill people, it was all in vain, because he had never left the world.

Aji's face twisted, and he felt that the man in front of him, with a black iron mask, had broken into pieces the paradise-like spiritual world he had built for himself.

Can he still not escape?

No, I don't believe it...

Aji murmured.

At this moment, a sneer interrupted the solemn atmosphere between the two, allowing Aji to temporarily return to his senses from the "poisonous chicken soup" that Ji late gave him.

But Ji Mi looked at the visitor frowned slightly and slowly stood up.

"Leng Yue Dao?" The young man in purple robe looked at Ji Mo and asked slowly, and the sword in his hand slowly pulled out with the sound of his speech.

"Do you want to kill me?" Ji Mo raised the corner of his mouth under his mask, and another whetstone was sent.

"That's right!" He smiled proudly at the man who had just turned 20 and said, "You have risen too fast during this period. As long as you kill you, I can have your fame and I can save a lot of effort!"

Upon hearing this, Aji, who was still kneeling on the ground, shook slightly, as if he had seen the people who challenged him in his name and the lonely soul who died under his sword.

Ji Mi smiled lightly and asked, "Are you ready?"

"Of course!" The man raised his lips, and his pride was fully revealed.

The next second, a cold light as cold as moonlight flashed, and the pride on the corner of the man's mouth turned into fear. Looking at Ji Mi who had already sheathed the knife, the blood on his neck sprayed out like a blood column, sprinkling a red spot in front of the Buddha statue.

"It seems that you are not ready to face death..." Ji Mo whispered, a little dissatisfied with the whetstone that was coming to the door but seemed weak. He glanced at Aji who was still kneeling in front of the Buddha statue, turned around and left.

But just as he took a step, Aji, who was kneeling, shouted loudly: "Is there no burden for you to kill like this?"

"Break?" Ji Mo seemed to hear some funny question, walked up to Aji and asked, "He wants to kill me, why can't I kill him?"
Chapter completed!