Xiao Hanzhou fixed his gaze on Jian Zun who suddenly appeared, his eyes never blinking.

He thought of the conversation between Yan Shuoyun and Hong Xuzi he had heard at that time.

looks like?

Xiao Hanzhou asked himself in his heart.

It's not the similarity in appearance, but the fact that they are both sword cultivators, and he ponders the opponent's sword intent day and night. There are indeed some similarities in his body, but those slight similarities make him look like an extremely shoddy imitation.

Now that the two are standing in the same scene, he wants to compare with each other, which is no different from the light of the firefly wanting to compete with the bright moon, how ridiculous!The other party doesn't even need to do anything special, just standing there is enough to make people feel ashamed.

Xiao Hanzhou felt that he shouldn't look at it at this time, but he still couldn't help turning his gaze to Ren Yi.

When everyone was looking at Jian Zun, of course Ren Yi also turned his head.

Xiao Hanzhou didn't know how to describe that look, there was no special lingering love in it, and the two of them had no intimate behavior, but as long as the two of them appeared together within the sight range, it was enough to make other people feel that no one could get in.Feel as if they were originally one.

He thought of what the old senior said again, is this the "Shenhun Deed"?

Whether it's the appearance of Jian Zun or Ah Yi's reaction, all of these make his idea of "restoring the old good" just now seem as ridiculous as a clown.

Xiao Hanzhou's face, which had just improved, suddenly turned pale again.

This series of complicated mental activities of Xiao Hanzhou, not to mention Ren Yi who has lost his memory now, even if Ren Yi had a complete memory, he would not be able to guess what the other party was thinking.

In Ren Yi's eyes, Xiao Hanzhou's situation has deteriorated even though Jian Zun's trumpet has just arrived.

He didn't dare to delay any longer, he didn't even dare to allow the system to assist the control of the trumpet, he directly cut off the main mental power, opened the space with Xiao Hanzhou, and threw him directly into the cold pool.

With a splash of water, the Son of Destiny, whose spiritual power was locked, just fell into the water, and floated up after making a few bubbles.

Ren Yi looked at Xiao Hanzhou, whose face was pale, his hair was sticking to his face, and his body was dripping wet. He couldn't help being silent for a while.

The situation was urgent just now, and he was influenced by the personality of the small vest, so he acted a little more simply and rudely.

Fortunately, although the method is simple and crude, it is useful.

After all, not everyone can come to this cold pool. When the entire Hancang Peak is glowing with the spiritual power of the trumpet, only this cold pool is icy cold, and its specialness can be seen.Although it is a little uncomfortable for people to enter, the meditation effect is first-rate, and it was very famous even in the Taichu sect back then.

Xiao Hanzhou obviously also felt the effect of the pool water, and he didn't come out immediately, but looked up at Sword Master in the water.

Ren·Jianzun Small Version·Decipher?

Is it his illusion?I always feel that Destiny Child's eyes are not very friendly.

Shouldn't it be?

The trumpet is the golden finger of the Son of Destiny, leaving an inheritance to the other party, an existence similar to a master.

He didn't expect the other party to call "Master" respectfully, but that look...wasn't it provocative?

Ren Yi was only confused for a moment, and soon justified himself.

——This is the Son of Destiny!

Let him be a cheat, a master, or a senior?

In the end, don't you have to be rubbed on the ground by the Son of Destiny?!

How can he be called the Son of Destiny if he is not born rebellious?It's just that the person in front of him revealed his thoughts too early. Normally speaking, he would have to wait until his cultivation level is about the same (for example, when he is one or two realms behind) before showing his ambitions, right?

After Ren Yi figured it out, he didn't feel offended at all. After all, he didn't sincerely treat others as a teacher, and he was only trying to beat the relationship between the workers and Party A's father.

But at this moment, Ren Yi looked at Xiao Hanzhou who had turned blue and remained motionless, and couldn't help asking, "Are you awake?"

The water in this cold pool is icy cold, although it is calm and calm, but if soaked for too long, it is easy for the cold to enter the body.

Ren Yi was originally worried that the Son of Destiny would have something good or bad if he stayed in it for too long, but when the trumpet spoke, it seemed to have a mocking aura, and Ren Yi himself felt that he was not very energetic when he heard it.

Ren·Jianzun Small Version·Decipher "..."

When he decides to wear this vest, he should continue to be a cold and cold sword master with few words.

Sure enough, when the words fell, Ren Yi saw the pale lips of the Son of Destiny tremble, and he didn't know whether it was cold or angry.

However, Xiao Hanzhou staggered out of the cold pool.

In fact, Ren Yi saw that the person was in better condition just now, so he released the spiritual confinement, but Xiao Hanzhou didn't use spiritual power to evaporate the water vapor, and he still let his hair and clothes hang on his body dripping wet.Very embarrassed.

Ren Yi was still considering whether he should manually support him or not, while Xiao Hanzhou had already held his sword and clenched his fist, and gave a deep salute, "Xiao Hanzhou, the younger generation, is fortunate to inherit from the seniors. He practiced day and night and did not dare to fall into the prestige of the predecessors. Now I am lucky to meet the sword master.Seniors don't hesitate to give pointers."

To be honest, Ren Yi felt that Xiao Hanzhou was in a state of madness just now, and it was not suitable for him to be pointed out.But thinking about this being the son of destiny, Ren Yi felt that it didn't matter.

—Anyway, nothing will happen to people, so there is no need to worry so much.

...

...

Ren Yi soon realized that he had made a mistake.

He no longer knew how many times he had picked people up.

The person who was thrown out fell firmly to the ground, his body arched in convulsions due to the pain, and the fingers on the side that were touching the ground were bent. It was unknown whether it was because of unconscious trembling or wanting to get up.

Ren Yi guessed the latter.

Because as early as ten or twenty times ago...Ren Yi didn't deliberately calculate it. In short, as early as that time, Ren Yi thought that Xiao Hanzhou would not be able to get up.

But unfortunately, although the opponent moved slowly, he stood in front of him again and again.

This situation made Ren Yi couldn't help but sigh with emotion, this is really a Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death.

But the problem is that Xiaoqiang always has a way to solve it completely, and it is impossible for him to really kill the Son of Destiny.

The clothes on Xiao Hanzhou's body were already dry at this moment, but it wasn't that he used his spiritual power to evaporate the water vapor or dry it naturally, but the blood mixed with the cold pool water that had soaked the clothes and soaked into every inch of the clothes.When it solidified, the clothes dried up and became scarlet and black.And because of the cracking of the wound, new blood oozed out from time to time, adding another dark color to the already deeply stained clothes.

This is not because Ren Yi intentionally strikes so ruthlessly.

Although Ren Yi has no memory of this world, he has traveled through so many small worlds and has experience as a master, so he is very good at how to guide people.In the current situation, even if the world consciousness of this world is found, Ren Yi can confidently tell the other party that the problem of 9999 lies in its own son, the Son of Destiny.

Ren Yi originally thought it was a point-to-point point of view, but after Xiao Hanzhou made a move, he was a little indifferent and crazy. His sword pointed to the side of Xiao Hanzhou's neck, and the latter was desperately trying not to give it to him.Add a wound.

It's just that no matter what happens in the future, but for now, the gap between Jian Zun's trumpet and Xiao Hanzhou's cultivation level is as far apart as heaven, and it is impossible for Ren Yi to be injured by him.However, Xiao Hanzhou's actions against common sense also brought Ren Yi considerable trouble. If he hadn't retracted his sword in time several times, he would have really stabbed people right through.Xiao Hanzhou's current situation of being covered in injuries but not fatal is already the result of Ren Yi's strong enough control.

Ren Yi???

Could it be that the skill points of the Son of Destiny in this world are on Berserkers?Or is it the sequelae of the madness just now?

In fact, since just now, Ren Yi has been aiming at knocking people out, or temporarily disabling people's mobility (of course not permanently disabled, he is not so mad).

But even though Ren Yi's strikes became heavier every time, Xiao Hanzhou could get up and stand in front of him again every time.

This level of tenacity really makes people feel worthy of being the Son of Destiny.

Although Jian Zun's trumpet could not be seen with a paralyzed face, Ren Yi was actually a little panicked. He felt that if he hit harder, it might really kill someone.

Before choosing physical persuasion, Ren Yi also tried verbal persuasion.

But this vest obviously doesn't have any talent for evasion. Ren Yi even suspects that he has inadvertently filled up the ridicule skill points of the vest. The evidence is that after he finished persuading him for the first time, Destiny's Son will be more emotional, and the next attack will be even more unnecessary.Life.

It doesn't matter if Xiao Hanzhou doesn't want his life, but if the other party dies in his hands...

Ren Yi didn't want to try the treatment of being self-destructively chased and killed by the whole small world, especially since he still can't get in touch with Chuanshuju, and he can't even do compulsory protection and escape.

Ren Yi stood on the spot for a while, seeing that Xiao Hanzhou who fell over there hadn't moved for a long time, and finally didn't get up again, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh in his heart that it was over.

Just in case, Ren Yi took a few steps over there, wanting to observe the situation of the Man of Destiny up close, mainly to confirm whether he should throw a healing spell before throwing this person here regardless, although the latter is really poor in this trumpet's skill tree.

As a result, Xiao Hanzhou, who seemed to have passed out, suddenly moved before the others approached.

Ren Yi "..."

His footsteps froze for a moment, and he silently lamented in his heart, wouldn't he come again?!

Fortunately, Xiao Hanzhou really didn't have any strength this time. He tried several times with the arm beside him, but failed to support himself up.But those eyes, which were scarlet from the blood dripping from the wound on his forehead, still stared fixedly at Ren Yi's direction. If you observe carefully, you can notice that his eyesight has become lax. Is the owner of these eyes conscious or not?Hard to say.

Ren Yi "..."

Xiao Hanzhou's persistence made Ren Yi couldn't help recalling his position as a tool man again, it's a golden finger, right?Isn't it really the hatred of killing one's father and taking one's wife?

Ren Yi didn't dare to move for a while, he was afraid that if he took another step forward, Xiao Hanzhou would really get back up again.

While Ren Yi and Xiao Hanzhou were staring at each other and playing with wooden figures in silence, a voice from not far away saved him, "Qing Ran."

Ren Yi!

——It’s Hong Xuzi.

Although Ren Yi hasn't recalled the memories of Jian Zun's trumpet before, he is sure that he has never found this uncle's voice so beautiful before.

Although the voice that came out was quite calm, Hongxuzi's expression was extremely ugly at the moment.

This time, he finally remembered to cast a layer of illusion on the outside of the Nascent Soul, and didn't go out of his way to detect it. The appearance was no different from the real body.But Hong Xuzi has no intention of maintaining the illusion at this moment, and just allows the shadow to sway between the virtual and the real.

In fact, he had been on the sidelines for a while before speaking.

He watched as Qing Ran's strikes became heavier each time, and his movements became more severe each time, but he just avoided all the vital points of that person.

Hong Xuzi had never seen Qing Ran like this.

His nephew has not always been cultivating on the mountain, he has also passed away.That handle of Ningshuang has killed demons, evil cultivators, and wicked people along with him, but it has always been killed with one sword.

Like a long sword condensed by falling frost, just like its owner, it is extremely sharp and extremely clear.

But at this moment, the blood on the sword snaked down, gathered into drops at the tip of the sword, and then fell slowly. As the master moved forward, blood dripped all the way behind him.

After the blood dripped away, the sword body was clean again.

— But is it really so?Are there really no traces left?

Hong Xuzi looked like Qing Ran with serious eyes.

The scars on the opposite person's body were one after another, but Qing Ran didn't give people any pleasure anyway, it was as if he was taking pleasure in torturing people.

Hong Xuzi had seen such a person before, for punishment, for torture, for revenge, or simply for fun, for various reasons.But no matter what, he never thought that one day it would be Qing Ran who would do such a thing.

But when doing all of this, the young man didn't have the slightest pleasure on his face, and his expression was cold and calm from the beginning to the end.

——It was that kind of shocking sobriety again.