This Game is Not Easy

If people don't die, then they slap themselves in the face.

If someone dies, and he deliberately takes a look, it means he has no confidence in his own strength and lowers his style.

"It's just a little boy who hasn't even learned martial arts. Since I was hit with a flying knife, he might not survive, understand?"

Xiao Feidao pretended to be arrogant, causing everyone to nod.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

"That's right, Brother Li has never missed a beat since his debut!"

Everyone didn't know what happened just now, so what the little flying knife said was what it was.

Seeing that this group of people, led by Xiao Feidao, really didn't check the bodies, they just left.

Fang Yi of using the suspended animation skill is ignorant inside.

Did you make a mistake, everyone was ready to kill the yin, but those guys just left?

According to Fang Yi's plan, it was to wait for someone to approach and fire a shot unexpectedly.

As long as the small flying knife is killed, the others will be useless.

As a result, the planned plan died prematurely before it even started.

Confirming that those people really left, Fang Yi patted the dust and stood up.

Pulling out the flying knife, he undressed.

A big hole has been punctured inside.

The automatic rifle that was deliberately hung on the chest was also poked with a small hole, and the internal structure was broken.

...I can't see it, that guy is not just pretending to be powerful, but also his flying knife skills.

The first layer is used to soften the impact and prevent the collision from being too loud.

Secretly taking it out from the object space and hanging the automatic rifle on the chest is the main obstacle.

Anyway, the automatic rifle is out of bullets. If it breaks, it will break. It doesn't feel bad, just use it as waste.

After packing up the things, Fang Yi identified the direction and rushed towards the Jishan faction.

With no pursuers, and on the road alone again, his forward speed became very fast.

Five days later, Fang Yi arrived at Wuji Mountain, the base camp of the Jishan faction.

The next person to lead him was Wang Tianshui.

His condition is not good, and there are many traces of bandaging treatment on his body.

There was a new scar on his face, which should have been left over from the battle at the inn a few days ago.

Wang Tianshui seemed to be very surprised that Fang Yi was able to return to the mountain gate alive.

"How did you escape from Tianluomen's pursuit?"

Tian Luomen?

Fang Yi's heart moved slightly.

Different from when he first entered the dungeon, he bought a lot of materials in the evening meeting, so he knew a little bit about various sects.

Tianluomen belongs to a neutral sect that is both good and evil, and seems to have some grievances with the Jishan sect, and is one of the hostile sects.

Unexpectedly, the people in the inn that day were actually from Tianluomen.

The Tianluodiwang guards were on the only way to the Huijishan faction, plus Wang Tianshui's tragic situation at the moment, Fang Yi could guess what they wanted to do.

It is estimated that the target, from the beginning, is not the little fish and shrimps like them, but the Seven Water Sword, Wang Tianshui.

When gods fight, mortals suffer.

Fang Yi felt a little depressed in his heart, but he suppressed his emotions and said respectfully, "Elder Hui, after I escaped from everyone, I was led to hunt down by a team. Under the fear in my heart, I just thought about running for my life. I waited until I recovered. Come on, no one is chasing and killing you, so you can safely return to the Jishan faction."

Wang Tianshui frowned slightly: "...Do you remember who led the team to hunt you down?"

"It seems, it seems to be something called a little flying knife."

"Little Flying Knife? It turned out to be him. No wonder you were able to escape."

Wang Tianshui's brows were relieved, with a clear look.

"Elder, who is this little flying knife? It seems to have a lot of background."

"Don't worry about it, just run around when you see him. That guy is not strong, and he is also very stupid. But he is not from Tianluomen, and his background is very big. If you can don't provoke it, don't provoke it."

After a pause, Wang Tianshui continued: "Besides you, there are a few surviving guys. I have already arranged them together. Tomorrow, someone will bring you to officially worship the sect. Go down and rest first."

"Yes!"

Following the senior brother who led the way, Fang Yi quickly came to a courtyard.

"Huh? Are you still alive?"

Face to face, Fang Yi saw the paper fan man.

It seems that this guy was well taken care of by Fatty Feng, and he actually escaped the pursuit.

"Senior Brother Huang seems surprised?"

When Senior Brother Huang heard this, the paper fan man laughed.

"Of course it was an accident. Does Junior Brother Fang know that there were more than 30 people who went on a trip at the beginning, but now they have really returned to the Extreme Mountain Sect, and only seven people are left! This is still considered a master of the sect like Senior Brother Feng!"

Are the casualties so serious?

Fang Yi frowned.

It seems that the information on the evening meeting is not accurate.

This is not as simple as some grievances. If such a radical behavior continues to develop, it is estimated that the next step will be the war of sects.

Fang Yi didn't want to join the sect, and faced this situation.

But he couldn't change this kind of thing.

All you can do is to increase your strength as soon as possible.

At that time, follow the sect and advance and retreat together.

Still alone.

Or simply be a wallflower, two or five boys, there is room for choice.

Unlike now, you can only go with the flow, be affected by the fight of the gods, and life and death are up to the sky.

In the yard, besides the paper fan man, there were two other people.

Fang Yi has the impression of the two of them. It is the first and second places that rely on qualification to win~www.readwn.com~ As for not seeing Lin Guyan, it is not that Lin Guyan is dead, but Lin Guyan The treatment, you are not comparable to them.

On the first day of returning to the sect, Lin Guyan had already officially entered the sect and became the seventh direct disciple of Wang Tianshui.

As for these crooked melons and jujubes, they need to wait for tomorrow, make unified arrangements, and choose people like cabbage.

If no one takes a fancy to their cabbage...

That is basically a life of mediocrity, as an ordinary disciple, living a lifetime.

Seeing that the three people were emotionally stable, chatting and laughing freely, Fang Yi was puzzled.

"Brother Huang doesn't seem to be worried about tomorrow's trip to the palace?"

The three looked at each other and laughed.

Seeing that Fang Yi was still confused, the paper fan man explained, "Hehe! Junior Brother Fang, it's not just me. I guess the other two aren't worried about this."

"Oh? What's going on?"

"Junior Brother Fang arrived late, so he missed the key moment. In fact, the selection of disciples does not start tomorrow, but from the moment we arrive at the sect, the above can already start the selection. And tomorrow is the final decision. The day of the announcement is just a notification."

"...In other words, someone has already selected you as direct disciples?"

"That's right! If Junior Brother Fang wants to get along well with the Jishan faction, he'd better find someone to accept you as his apprentice before tonight, otherwise there will be no backers..."

The paper fan man didn't say what he said later, but Fang Yi already understood it.

He continued to inquire about some news, and the paper fan man knew everything. 170