No one is perfect!

There was no intact part of Lin Yi's body.

An unknown number of illusory little swords pierced his body, and the skin all over his body felt itchy and unstoppable. The small swords pierced his body, but did not cause any damage to his internal organs.

It turned into countless warm currents and rushed into the meridians in his body, and began to collide rudely, so that the blood could not find a place to vent, and had to flow outward.

There was a small stream of blood on his outer skin...

Countless streams of blood appeared on the surface, large and small holes like pinpricks, slowly flowing with disgusting black blood.

It is not an exaggeration to describe Lin Yi at this time as being beyond recognition!

Kneeling on one knee on the ground, with no intact parts of his body, Lin Yi struggled and twisted his face full of hatred.

Yang Jixin stood in front of him, breathing heavily. When he wanted to stand up, before he left the ground, Lin Yi's sword appeared in front of him at some unknown time, and then he fell deeply into the air.

It inserted into his body and penetrated out from the spine behind his back.

How disgusting, how painful, how cruel.

Lin Yi laughed inhumanely, like a child who got a toy. He completed his mission and fulfilled his responsibilities, so he laughed wildly, regardless of whether he would attract the patrolling sergeants. After all, this is the most popular place in Jinyang.

This noble street contains countless noble figures from Hebei Province. Since Yu Zun descended to this place, he naturally needed impeccable security measures.

Yang Jixin's house is very small and remote. This is not the reason why there are no sergeants patrolling the house.

The painful emotion disappeared, and relief and joy appeared on Yang Jixin's face, as if this sword was the result of his long-term planning. He held the blade of the sword, squeezed it hard, and used all the strength in his body to pull out the long sword that had been inserted into his heart and lungs.

There was a thin groove on the silver-white sword, which now turned into a trough of flowing blood. Touching the sword, Yang Jixin smiled and kissed it.

He handed the sword to Lin Yi and handed it to the ground.

In areas not involved in the battle at the rear, the bead curtains made the sound of shaking and hitting each other.

Under Lin Yi's vigilant gaze, a delicate young woman appeared and hugged Yang Jixin tightly from behind.

The woman hugged her husband!

The father who hugged her son!

The woman in front of him should be the legitimate daughter of the Wang family, Yang Jixin's wife. Lin Yi stood up and held the bloody long sword. Even though his whole body was covered in blood and the bloody flesh was disgusting, he still

He stood up steadily, his body not shaking at all.

"Let her go, let her go, I beg you..."

A weak cry for mercy came out of Yang Jixin's mouth. The cultivator who had always been calm before, and Lin Yi's sword reached his face or the top of his head, Yang Jixin's expression did not change in the slightest. At this time, he was like a wretch, blindly praying in front of him.

The young man should not do anything to the woman, nor should he do anything to his wife.

The woman's face was filled with tears, her lips were trembling, and she was mumbling inaudible sobs.

To be honest, Lin was also a little moved.

Lin Yi ignored Yang Jixin's words and just said disdainfully: "I am not a murderous demon, and I will not bring harm to my relatives. This is what he taught me."

Yang Jixin knelt down with his head bowed, his body trembling, and he raised his head vigorously, with light in his eyes: "I know he is a very powerful person, a very, very powerful person. I also know that no matter how I describe it or how painful it is, I can't make you

I understand his supreme status in my heart. Really, not even His Majesty, not even the God of War, not even the world above the two university palaces can match his status in my heart."

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have lied to you, I shouldn't have lied to you."

The woman hugged Yang Jixin and kept saying that it was her fault and that she shouldn't lie to him.

Lin was not surprised, nor did he think there was anything wrong, but he really didn't want to think about it, and he didn't want to pay attention to the intricacies of these relationships. Maybe there was a hidden secret behind Yang Jixin's incident, or there was a last resort, but he couldn't eliminate the fact that Yang Jixin was the tragic disaster.

of indirect promoters.

Cold-heartedness is Lin Yi's most iconic characteristic.

Being selective and not thinking is also the most ruthless and calm expression of Lin Yi.

A little tired, Lin didn't want to ask any more questions, it was completely meaningless. Yang Jixin's life was passing quickly and disappearing quickly. In his eyes, Yang Jixin was already a dying person at this time, so why bother to ask anything?

He turned and left, muttering incomprehensible words.

There was a popping sound!

The autumn rain violently washed away the blood on his body, turning him into a person who was still as clean as new.

He knew that the woman committed suicide and left the world with her husband.

Taoism? Nature?

Does it have a soul?

Is it possible to see past and present lives?

Lin Yi has never practiced, and this is the first battle he has ever faced a practitioner. Even if the result of this battle is that he wins and the person loses his life, he is still not happy about it. In the end, someone

At that moment, certain subtle movements and expressions made him connect all the words Yang Jixin had said before, and he suddenly understood something that he should have understood a long time ago.

I raised my head to face the autumn rain, and raindrops as big as beans fell on my face, clearing away hot tears in my eyes.

Hot tears fell, mixed with the autumn rain.

Lin Yi walked on a remote street, walking quietly, wary of whether there was anyone around him, wary of whether the smell of blood on his body might attract anyone. At this time, he was really weak, really speechless, and really inadequate.

Hanging gear.

He felt that he was a joke, a big joke.

How could a cultivator at the peak of the fourth barrier-breaking realm lose against an ordinary swordsman? The imperial dignitaries who were behind this incident sent a team of dozens of killers, but they still failed to kill Yang Jixin, and even

He couldn't even leave the slightest injury on Yang Jixin. No matter how strong he was, too strong, or even comparable to a practitioner in the first or second realm, could he really kill a practitioner at the peak of the barrier-breaking realm?

Those sword masters who touch the vitality of heaven and earth and use the vitality of heaven and earth?

Especially why the thousands of small swords like clusters of arrows at the end did not hurt the internal organs. He knew that there was nothing wrong in the body. But at this time, he felt the rapid flow of blood regenerating, and some blocked blood finally became clear, and flowed along.

The tiny holes in the skin come out. The skin is connected, and the breath in the body can go out through the skin. This is the most basic thing in spiritual practice. This is the phenomenon that Lin Yi dreams of.

In the first stage of practice, the purpose of harmony is to unite the vitality of heaven and earth!

Before that, Lin also had a ridiculous skin disease that blocked the pores in his skin, making him unable to interact with the vitality of heaven and earth, and even unable to transmit the turbid energy in his body. This was the pain that had plagued him for more than ten years.

, I didn’t expect to connect at the moment of killing, understand everything, and understand that Yang Jixin’s original intention was to die.

Autumn rain pours!

The sky is dark and dark clouds are gathering.

...

The smell of blood in this autumn rain is very strong.

Ji Zhichang was very distressed and in pain.

How to avoid the dilemma of going to Yuguan without dying is the biggest torture he faces now. In just a few hours, he has thought of countless reasons, but none of them can be used as a perfect excuse. He clutched his hands in pain

His hair was torn from his temples, he took off his black mask, and a painful look appeared on his ugly face, making it look even more terrifying.

Ji Zhichang's appearance fits the devil in the novel very well.

And his methods are indeed those of demons in miscellaneous novels. He is cruel, murderous, vicious, and inhumane. These are all things Ji Zhichang has done before, now, and in the future.

There is a letter and a black token in front of the window.

"Sir, it's time to set off."

Someone outside shouted weakly, and Ji Zhichang, who was already depressed, said in an angry voice: "It's raining so heavily outside, how can I go out? I have to wait until the autumn rain eases, and then decide when to set off..."

..."

Before he could finish speaking, there were urgent footsteps in the corridor outside. For a moment, the sound of urgent knocking was heard in the room. Ji Zhichang finally couldn't bear it anymore and planned to go out and teach these unsightly subordinates a lesson, so he followed.

He has been walking all the way for so many years, but he still can't see clearly that he is being troubled and tormented at this time, and he dares to challenge his patience. I really want to die!

"Sir, Yang Jixin was killed at home. He is dead..."

Ji Zhichang just stood up. Hearing this sentence, he plopped down his chair.

First, the sadness of Yang Jixin's murder appeared, then the confusion of Yang Jixin's murder, and finally, his face was full of joy and joy.

"call......"

After taking a deep breath, Ji Zhichang put on a black mask, with only the exposed eyes moving incomprehensibly, and solemnly commanded: "Heibingtai just looked for Yang Jixin a few days ago, and he was killed today. It is really a provocation to the empire."

His authority and the provocation of Heibingtai's sword are both intolerable and intolerable."

"Go down here with my order and surround Yang Jixin's residence. No one is allowed to enter."

The subordinates outside hesitated and said: "If Mrs. Yang Jixin's mother's family, the Wang family, wants to go in, if several supervisors from Hebei Province and the military god want to go in, they should..."

"boom......"

This was the prelude to Yang Jixin banging the table and wanting to curse, "No matter who comes here today, they are not allowed in. Everyone knows that the military envoy is an official position that cannot be underestimated in the Northern Army, but he was assassinated at home in Hebei Province.

The Northern Army and the Northern Army are no longer qualified to investigate, so we should surround them first and not allow anyone to enter. I will then write a memorial and rush to the imperial capital for 800 miles to present it to His Majesty and Tai Cheng for further consideration."

After hearing this clearly, the subordinates no longer hesitated and quickly took action.

Ji Zhichang looked at the gloomy sky outside and the melancholy autumn rain. He immediately lost the disgust he had before, but was filled with joy. He really felt that the scene at this time was the most beautiful scene in the empire, compared to other Western countries.

The Western Qi Tianchi, which is said to be the most beautiful in the world, and the soft countryside of the Song Dynasty that was destroyed in Jiangnan Road in the south are many times better.

“It’s such a wonderful place, it’s such a beautiful place on earth.”

There was excitement in his eyes, but also a cunning desire to live after death.
Chapter completed!