Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey Chapter 167: Back to the city

　　 Fangjie pulled the rope down. The cliff was steep, but there were a lot of cracks, weeds, and small trees. He held the rope with both hands and gradually descended along these.

I accidentally stepped on a groove, the rock underneath became loose, and immediately cracked. Although he didn't have an empty hand, he slid down quickly. Fang Jie didn't feel it when he came down. At this time, he only felt his heartbeat increased and his mouth was dry. , With cold sweat on his hands.

But at last he was brave. Fang Jie stepped on the stone and fell slowly, but only half of the time. Hearing the rope twisted into his clothes, there was a tearing sound, and his hair was standing up.

"Damn it!" Fang Jie cursed, quickly speeding up his descent, and was able to look at the ground below at night. At this time, the rope broke and the whole person fell down the cliff.

"My lord, my lord." The people above shouted loudly, with horror on their faces, and the rope broke.

Fang Jie fell and rolled when he was about to fall to the ground. He slowed down and got up to see that he was in tatters and his clothes slipped off. There were a lot of bruises, hot, but only a few meters left when he fell. Now, he is strong and healthy, but he was not injured.

"Huh, how much martial arts can Pei Ziyun have been chased for a few days? It's just that I have achieved this great work, and I have become an official since then!" Although Fang Jie was a little hurt, he thought about it at this time. Hot, shouting at the cliff: "I'm fine, throw me a torch down."

The Ya Ya took a torch, and threw it down. It fell to the ground without extinguishing it. Fang Jie stepped forward, picked up the torch, and chased it forward.

After tracking all the way, I turned around a jungle, and saw a man standing in front of the stream washing his face. Under the fire light, his face was revealed. It was Pei Ziyun who was pursuing him all the way.

The venue was quiet for a while, only thin snow was seen, and he could listen to the flow of the stream. Pei Ziyun touched a drop of water on his right hand, turned back, looked at the head catcher and said, "These days, I also know your name, Fang Jie, you Why don't you salute when you see me?"

Pei Ziyun said lightly, Fang Jie couldn't help but shudder, startled, then laughed, with a ridiculous look on his face, and said coldly: "You kill officers and soldiers repeatedly, and you kill officers, you are Thieves, everyone gets punishable, do you want me to salute you?"

"Am I a thief? The emperor and the prince also gave their parents a gift a few days ago. Did the court declare me guilty, or the criminal ministry issued a document. No, why do you take me?"

"There are no official documents from the court and the Ministry of Justice, and no academic politics to deprive me of fame. You are catching your head in a mere way. You can't salute me when you see me?" Pei Ziyun glanced.

Fang Jie listened, not knowing which nerve was touched, his face turned blue, and he grinned: "Why? It's King Lu Lingyu, life is hard to hide in the three-foot world. You are backlashed and chased by us. , Exhausted in a few days, can you escape? Just die."

"Look at me taking you down, slap you seven or eight, you are still elegant."

"Oh, it seems that you have a lot of opinions on scholars, but it’s no wonder that no matter how great you are, you will be an incompetent official all your life, and a scholar who has been in a cold window for ten years may be selected as a scholar and immediately become a scholar. Ranked as Commander!" Pei Ziyun showed a hint of sneer.

These words touched the hidden hatred in his heart, and Fang Jie's murderous heart burst: "Go to death, fight the thief!"

As soon as the words fell, Fang Jie flicked the torch at Pei Ziyun, and then rushed forward, with a long scream, Fang Jie's swords were all together, and he threw a thunderous blow.

Pei Ziyun's expression changed a little immediately, and the sword rose, with a cold snort, facing the knife light.

"Zheng Zhengzheng" three times in succession, sparks splashed, the blade light moved obliquely, the silhouette swept, and the blade light dissipated. This Fang Jie took a few steps back and exclaimed: "How is this possible? You actually recovered, no , Impossible!"

Pei Ziyun couldn't help taking a step back, showing abnormal flushing on his face. In a blink of an eye he calmed down, but he sneered, Zhengrong said: "Good sword technique, I just underestimated the enemy."

"Who would have imagined that a head-catcher who is not in the ranks is a master of swordsmanship. No wonder you are depressed, but your luck is really bad, but you want to get promoted but find the wrong person."

"There are chasing soldiers behind, my health is losing, and your martial arts are strong, there is really no way to learn from you, so I will send you on the road!"

When Pei Ziyun said this, he was actually a little surprised. The killings and arrests were easy, and he was careless. I didn't want this person to be really capable. If I wasn't already a grandmaster, I might have to drink hate just now. 'S talent is wronged to be a head catcher...

Thinking about it, Jianguang pierced through.

Fang Jie wanted to postpone until the backup came, but at this moment, his heart was stunned, the breath of life and death rushed toward him, he immediately eliminated distracting thoughts, and the sword was shining, and he rushed toward him.

The silhouette of "Zheng Zheng Zheng" interlaced, Fang Jie rushed out two feet, stood up, and suddenly fell down, his right side flanked with blood pouring, and his body twitched continuously.

Fang Jie is not dead yet, Pei Ziyun approached and said: "Yes, I have recovered. Next, I will kill you one by one."

"The court, the court will not let you go..."

"Broad noise!" Pei Ziyun gave a sword, Fang Jie's eyes shrank, and he felt a cold neck, then the head flew out, blood sprayed on the ground, and then several swords hit the corpse, watching With the scar, Pei Ziyun turned and left with satisfaction, leaving only the body and the sound of the stream.

I don’t know how long, I heard the noise sounded: "Hurry, hurry, this thief must be in front of you, let's chase after him, Master Fang has already caught up, and there are marks all the way."

A catcher said quickly, rushed across the branches, and saw Fang Jie's body, wailing: "Master Fang!"

The sound of footsteps continued. Fang Jie's body didn't move. It was only covered with a white cloth. The **** stepped forward and lifted the white cloth, and a fishy smell came up.

Duke Ding stretched out his hand and waved it as if he was about to fan away with a fishy smell. On one side, a catcher came forward: "Daddy, it has been investigated. Fang catcher died by a sword. Seeing his wounds, I am afraid that after several fights, Pei Ziyun killed him."

"Because of the backlash, Pei Ziyun, who has been chasing for such a long time, couldn't catch him, and he was killed. It's really useless!" Ding Gonggong coldly looked at the body and blurted out angrily.

Ding father-in-law blurted out his words. Originally guarding the tolerance in it, his expression was a bit angry at this time, and the sadness of the rabbit and the fox appeared. Many people cursed in their hearts: "You castration, what are you?"

However, the **** didn't pay attention to the tolerances around him. He paced and thought, raising his eyebrows slightly. He always felt a little uneasy, and seemed to be missing something.

The Taoist hurriedly followed: "Father-in-law, the mountain road is bumpy, I'm slow in coming."

"Du Ji, cast a spell to find this person." Ding Gonggong raised his head and pointed his voice when he saw the Taoist coming.

Du Ji wiped his sweat and quickly responded: "Yes, father-in-law, wait for me to use it."

I practiced the law for a long time without any change, and there was no trace at all, and the cold sweat shed: "How is it possible, there is no trace!"

"Du Ji, how?" Ding Gonggong asked when he saw that the situation was not right.

"Father-in-law, also, please wait." Du Ji said, his face a little pale.

"Oh, isn't it? Let's wait until you find it." Ding Gonggong said, staring at the Taoist in front of him, cold sweat was dripping from his forehead, and he didn't dare to look at his father-in-law and even wield the curse.

I still can’t find it. I have weak legs and knelt down: "Dear Father Ding, something has happened. There is blood to chase for 7 days, but it’s only 5 days now. I don’t know why the spell fails. I can’t find it anymore. I’m afraid. Someone secretly helped, or this person is dead."

The Taoist priest is sweating, shirk his responsibility.

Duke Ding was furious and screamed: "Trash, trash, all trash!"

Ying Beifu

The river outside the city is frozen, the sky is gloomy and gloomy, the snow is drifting down, and the street has accumulated half a foot of snow. There is no business in this weather, and shops are closed. At first glance, there is no pedestrian in the empty street.

Tian Hong's face was a little pale, Ji Shan was dead, and today, on the seventh day, it was the Night of Resurrection. At this time, he was going to pay a memorial service for the last time.

Just coming out of the prison, I felt a little uneasy. The bullock cart was walking through the empty street and arrived at an alley entrance. Tian Hongtu felt a chill, and instantly threw himself out of the car and drew his knife. .

"You are here, those people are really trash. They chased you into the mountains, but I didn't expect you to be in the city instead." Tian Hong said loudly, scanning the surroundings.

"You and Ji Dan are the same way!" Pei Ziyun appeared from birth: "Lin Dezhen speaks loudly and wants to call someone."

"However, I just know a little bit of Taoism. Don't look at the emptiness around you, the voice can't be vented, and you can't hear it outside."

Speaking, Pei Ziyun looked around: "But it's the street in the end. It's not good to meet idlers, so let's go with Ji Dan and Fang Jie!"

"You even killed Fang Jie?" Tian Hong was shocked. He was an insider. Naturally, he knew that Fang Jie was almost invincible in the mansion with his swordsmanship, and both black and white were suppressed.

It's just that he is a head catcher. According to the rules, unless there are special circumstances, he will never rise up in his life. With Ji Shan secretly suppressing, he maintains his balance.

Now, even Fang Jie is dead. Seeing Pei Ziyun stand up with his sword, Tian Hong roared, "Kill, kill!"

The two jailers were also fierce. They drew their knives abruptly, and evil spirits appeared on their faces: "Long knives in hand~IndoMTL.com~I am invincible!"

Speaking, with a roar, the three knives joined together and killed them.

"Zheng!" With a sound, Fangyuan sprayed bleeding water, smelling fishy, ​​two jailers rushed out a few meters, fell to the ground, still holding the knife in their hands, twitching on the ground, a lot of blood spring water gushing out, stained The bluestone is red.

Pei Ziyun reappeared, staring coldly, except for the jailer, Tian Hong hit a sword, and his intestines flowed out from the chest and abdomen, panting on the ground.

"Is it painful? I heard that you like to torture prisoners. You like skinning. I don't have your hobby, so I will send you on the road!" Pei Ziyun shook his head and sighed and stepped forward.

"Jie Yuan Gong, please be slow." At this time, listening to a call, a young man stepped forward, stopped in the middle of the road, and watched Pei Ziyun arch his hands: "I have heard about the reputation of Jie Yuan Gong. I don’t know why Jie Yuan Gong is in the street today. To kill, or to kill the court officials?"

"What's the matter, there are unrelated people coming in?" Pei Ziyun was surprised at first. Because of this snowy sky, there were not many people, so he chose this remote alley and released Taoism, which can make this kind of magic within a few meters. Pedestrians feel uncomfortable, so they can make a detour if they feel uncomfortable.

There are still people coming in now.

At this time, I saw that this young man is not young anymore, he seems to be more than 20 years old, but just standing alone, he is chic and calm, and his posture is just in front of the wind and Yushu, which makes people forget the vulgarity at first sight, Pei Ziyun Q: "Are you?"

　　

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