"As long as I leave here, I can start practicing the transformation method, and no matter how serious the injury is, I will be helpless to me. At that time, I will definitely make that person regret not being able to kill me!"

The Jue Mingshi roared inside, and his journey became faster and faster.

Finally, he passed through the woods and a small river appeared in front of him.

"There has been no one for so long. It seems that the pursuer has been left far away by me." Thinking of this, Jue Mingsi was about to drink a sip of water.

Suddenly, a bamboo raft floated from afar.

Juemingsi looked up and saw an old man sitting on the bamboo raft, wearing a straw raincoat and hunched back.

The old man placed a jar of wine on his left hand and a knife on his right hand.

Juemingsi's face became solemn, and he felt the murderous intent.

"You are here to kill me too?" he asked.

The old man did not answer him, but picked up the knife at his hand.

The moment the blade was pulled out, a touch of cold air made the heaven and earth solidify.

Juemingsi's face changed, and he no longer hesitated.

With the blessing of the Five Dragons God, he activated his last true energy and punched the old man in the raincoat.

Zheng!

A splash of swords passed by, like a poem that stunned time.

After a pool of bright red, Jue Mingshi fell down.

His body and head were neatly cut, and the incision was smooth and fell into the river.

Wash the blood on the knife with river water, the old man in the straw raincoat lowered his head and drank a sip of wine, and then recited a poem.

The bamboo raft sailed silently to the distance, leaving only the poem horns on the river bank.

"For ten years, the poet and wine guest in Daozhou always travels to famous flowers and candles.
Chapter completed!