wicked immortal

Zhao Yuan was caught and returned to Wanhua Building, which broke his plan, because he originally planned to fly away immediately after the competition, and now he is not suitable to show his face in public, if he meets an enemy, then It's really not worth the candle.

In this secular world, although the strong are not everywhere and the gods are as numerous as dogs, there are not a few disciples who have practiced in the sects of self-cultivation.

Zhao Yuan has not forgotten that he is still the target of being hunted down on the list of villains. In addition to the threat of rewards offered by the list of villains, he is also hunted down by the Hupingshan Liu family and Master Ruolin, the king of martial arts.

"This time, I see where you go!" The girl stared at Zhao Yuan viciously. Behind her, the two big men who looked like iron towers also had fierce eyes, looking like they would burst out and hurt others at any time.

At this time, Cao Shenxian was so frightened that his calves were like sieving chaff.

"What do you want?" Zhao Yuan pretended to be frightened, with a frightened look on his face.

"You owe me eight paintings." Looking at Zhao Yuan's distraught appearance, the girl looked smug, secretly glanced at her third sister who was next door, and peeped over here.

In fact, the girl didn't understand why she would pester a scholar so much. Perhaps, it was refreshing to see an amazingly talented scholar deflated.

"I'll draw it for you now, and I'll draw it!" Zhao Yuan glanced at Cao Shenxian and said, "You have to let him go first."

"A waste, stay here and get in the way, get out!" The girl scolded Cao Shenxian.

"Yes, I'm going, I'm going..."

Cao Shenxian glanced at Zhao Yuan, and fled the room scrambling.

"Okay, I'll just draw it. By the way, after I draw it, will you kill me?" Zhao Yuan looked at the girl with a worried look on his face.

"Looking at my mood, killing you won't do any good... Hey, it's good. You have won the Oiran of Jucheng in the northern capital. If you die, your paintings will be valuable immediately. Hmm, it's worth considering..."

Now Zhao Yuan can't wait to slap himself several times.

Judging from the situation, the girl didn't want to kill him at all, and when she asked, she reminded her instead.

Zhao Yuan began to study ink, delaying time, he had to ensure that Cao Shenxian escaped.

The time spent with Cao Shenxian was very short, but the two did establish a deep friendship.

Cao Shenxian is undoubtedly a lazy, treacherous person who likes to play tricks, but he still has many noble qualities. For example, he can be beaten to make Zhao Yuan feel alone, and even give up his steamed buns to Zhao Yuan. Zhao Yuan eats.

"Come and grind ink for me." Zhao Yuan waved to the girl.

"Me!" The girl pointed to her nose in surprise.

"Of course it's you. Is it possible that I'll let the two elders grind the ink for me? They're willing and I'm not willing."

"You grind it yourself." The girl snorted coldly.

"If I grind it myself, my hands will tremble when I can draw. Don't blame me if I don't draw well!"

"Humph!"

The girl thought for a while, and went to the case to grind ink for Zhao Yuan.

"what……"

The girl let out a scream, and the moment she approached, Zhao Yuan suddenly let go of the ink stick, thrust out his arm, pulled the girl into his arms, and pressed a small black sword against the girl.

"do not come!"

Zhao Yuan's murderous intent was awe-inspiring, and he stopped Aunt Liu and the two big men who looked like iron towers.

"You...you...what do you want to do..." The girl was strangled by Zhao Yuan's thick arms, her breathing was difficult, her face was flushed, she stammered, her eyes were filled with endless fear.

"You treat me like a fool, wait until you kill me!" Zhao Yuan laughed loudly.

"I... I'm just joking..." The girl trembled with a look of horror on her face.

"What if you take me seriously?"

"..." The girl was speechless for a moment.

"Let go of her!" Aunt Liu stared at Zhao Yuan coldly, exuding an extremely majestic power from her body, which seemed a bit inconsistent with her delicate body.

"So what if I don't let you go?" Zhao Yuan sneered.

"Do you know who she is?" Sixth Aunt snorted coldly and forced her towards Zhao Yuan.

"I don't care who she is, no one wants to kill me, if you take another step, I'll kill her immediately!"

Zhao Yuan exerted some force on the Black Heart Shenmu Sword, and the not-so-sharp sword tip immediately sank into the girl's white neck. The girl let out a painful groan, and Aunt Six immediately stopped moving forward, with a panicked look on her face. He was no longer calm, and his eyes were no longer looking at the next room.

It's a pity that Qiu Ju next door seemed to have left without making a sound.

"Leave the way ahead for me, whoever dares to come within five feet of me, I will kill her immediately!" Zhao Yuan showed no mercy, and the black-hearted Shenmu sword was firmly pressed against the girl's delicate neck from the beginning to the end. The fair skin set off the dark black-hearted Shenmu sword, which made people feel inexplicable palpitations.

"Go and open the way!" Sixth Aunt turned pale with shock, and angrily shouted at the two big men who looked like iron towers.

"Yes."

The two big men immediately rushed out of the room, clearing away the people around them.

At this time, the sky was already dark, but Wanhualou was brightly lit, traffic was busy, and the crowds were bustling. The literati and poets who pushed forward were flying in the Wanhualou, and their words were full of words. When Zhao Yuan took the girl to the hall, the hall suddenly became quiet. .

The guests were all driven away by the two big men, making way for them.

Most of the places of wind, flowers, snow and moon are by the river, and there is also a wide river tens of feet behind the Wanhua Tower. From the Wanhua Tower, you can enjoy the mighty river flowing down.

This river is the mother river of Jucheng, the northern capital. It is not a small stream, it is hundreds of feet wide, and the water flow is fast. At this night, the majestic water flow is like ten thousand horses galloping, deafening and soul-stirring.

As early as when Zhao Yuan moved into the Wanhua Building, he had already found out the escape routes around him.

For the current Zhao Yuan, the waterway is the best place to escape.

Zhao Yuan had escaped from danger in the water several times, and he has deep knowledge of the way to escape in the water, and now he is repeating the old trick.

The fishing fire on the riverside is flickering.

A group of people stumbled and ran towards the river.

When he ran to the river, Zhao Yuan's body suddenly froze. On the beach by the river, there was a blond beauty with outstanding posture standing quietly. The floating blue dress and golden hair seemed to be alive in the air. dance.

Master Ruolin, the king of martial arts.

Zhao Yuan seemed to have fallen into a hole in the ice, and his whole body was chilly, but the courage to stand on his back against the wall stimulated the strength in his body. After the cauldron, he refined the mysterious rune in an instant.

"Master Zhao, are you safe?" Master Ruo Lin looked at Zhao Yuan with a smile.

"Have you taken a fancy to me, Mr. Zhao? From Heishui City to here, why bother chasing him for thousands of miles!"

Feeling the ferocious power of limbs and bones, Zhao Yuan laughed out loud, his long hair flew up, and with a light push with his arm, the girl in his arms was pushed out by a huge force, and the direction of the push happened to be beside Aunt Liu behind her .

"Are you Zhao Yuan from Heishui City?" The girl asked with a trembling voice, forgetting the danger just now.

"If you don't want to change your name or change your surname, it's Zhao!" Zhao Yuan waved his hand at the girl and laughed.

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" The girl wanted to cry but had no tears.

"I have never concealed my name, so why say it too late!"

"……But."

The girl shut up, because Zhao Yuan had already turned her back to the blond woman by the river.

"Mr. Zhao is very human. He is wounded, but he lived a happy life. He even won the oiran of Jucheng, the northern capital. Ruolin admires him!" Master Ruolin expressed her sincere admiration.

"Haha, this is my Daqin Heshan, and I, Zhao Yuan, am an upright and straightforward man. Is it possible that I have to sneak around and hide!"

"Good spirit!"

"Master, if you want to kill, you can kill. The people who died under Zhao Yuan's knife, there are not one thousand but eight hundred. Even if you die in battle, your life is not in vain. Come on, let me, Zhao, experience the assassination of slaves. A master martial arts king is amazing!" Zhao Yuan suddenly had a heavy black-backed long knife in his hand.

"Your injury is healed?" Master Ruo Lin's tender body trembled.