Chapter 702 (1/2)

”You failed.”

The tone of Jinlong mask is cold.

Hu Hanxie clenched his teeth: ”I didn't expect that in addition to Shen Zhenyi, there was an expert among them. We've got to get ahead of the others, but we haven't figured out what's going on You can't play all the cards... ”

He explained with difficulty.

”But you failed.”

Jinlong mask doesn't want to hear any explanation at all.

”The 19th Lord also failed in Shen Zhenyi's hands.”

”The failure of others is not your reason.”

Huhanye was speechless. He knew that this time, he had lost his hands in vain, which made people laugh.

But Even if someone else plays, he doesn't believe he can do better than himself. Who would have expected that the unknown swordsman, who looked so sick, could not use one of the nine secret swords to such a level.

Where on earth did this man come from?

He can only bow his head and gnash his teeth.

If the royal family loses this face, they will always fight back!

Hu Hanxie looks into the dark.

Broken temple.

Yuanshan wiped his sword. The body of the sword was like a flame. Under the moonlight, it was as bright as a Wang Qingquan.

There is a faint bloodstain on the edge of the sword. It seems that there is a smell of blood around three feet. In this day, I don't know how many dead souls were taken away by the sword.

The more murderous.

The more stagnant.

He coughed gently, bent his back, but his eyes were as bright as stars in the night sky.

”I think his illness seems to be much better.”

Chu Huoluo looks at him not far away, some doubt.

After the first World War, yiyuanshan's weak constitution should have been more serious, but his cough was alleviated.

Is killing still effective in curing diseases?

Shen Zhenyi was silent.

His eyes rested on the winding sword and frowned slightly.

People have their own destiny. Even if they have the ability to change their destiny by force, how can those who understand and embark on their own destiny will be willing to accept such changes?

Sometimes, I choose my own way.

Mr. Shen can change the world, but he can't change people's hearts.

He knew that for a long time.

The night was doomed to be sleepless.

Yuan Shan finally wiped his sword. He threw the sword behind him at will. He raised his head and showed his white teeth with a smile: ”do you want a drink?”

He said it to Shen Zhenyi.

Of course, Shen Zhenyi was the only man present. Although Yuanshan doesn't discriminate against girls, he still thinks it's appropriate to find a man to drink.

”Good.”

Mr. Shen San won't drink with people casually, but what's the harm of drinking once with heroes?

He did not ask where the wine was, whether it was good to drink?

Yuan Shan burst out laughing, stretched his palm to the ground, and heard a dull sound. The ground cracked and revealed a dark wine cellar. Several clay jars scattered, faint smell of wine.

”Where did you get the wine?”

Chu Huoluo gaped.

This ruined temple is deserted. I don't know how long the incense has been broken. Who would store wine in this place? Is it the original Temple wish left before the fall? I don't know how long it has been. I dare not drink it!

”I hid it.”

Yuan Shan was so elated and elated that he seemed to be very satisfied with the surprise reaction.