Meow meow meow......

However, at this moment, a meow sounded.

At Ma Yu's feet, a fat orange cat with blond fur and gloss was barking non-stop in the distance.

Everyone couldn't help looking, and saw Yan Fei standing on the roof.

"Brother?" Looking at Yan Fei, Qiu Chuji said excitedly.

At this moment, there is absolutely no possibility for the few of them to make a comeback, but since Yan Fei is here, then... it is no longer impossible!

With a helpless smile, Yan Fei really didn't intend to appear on the stage now.

The original plan, he planned to wait until the end of the scene before appearing, and then quietly change some parameters, waiting for the final result.

But... Tachibana recognized himself.

Floating down, he picked up Juzuo on the ground, feeling the weakness of Juzuo's old body, Yan Fei looked at Ma Yu, and blamed him, "Senior Brother, Brother Wang sent you a signal to help, why did you take Juzuo with you?" gone?"

This orange cat is the little guy that Yan Fei adopted when he went down the mountain to hide from his master.

After so many years, even if Yan Fei used Xiantian Qi to comb his body from time to time, his life was limited after all, and it would come to the end of it.

Looking at the lazily old cat in Yan Fei's arms, Ma Yu smiled wryly, "This old thing insists on following, it can't be shut down, it can't be controlled, it seems like it knows how to follow When we go down the mountain, we will be able to meet our junior brother."

"Is that so?" Yan Fei asked in surprise, stroking Tachibana's smooth fur.

It's not like he hasn't gone down the mountain for so many years, but Ju Zuo has never had such a big reaction!

"Meow!" Tachibana called softly, Tachibana didn't even open his eyes.

In other words, it can no longer be opened.

Sudden……

Yan Fei felt that the breathing of Ju Zuo in his arms had gradually stopped. Although the fur was still so soft, his body was already stiff.

The palms trembled and froze on Tachibana's body.

Crazy delivery of true qi, however...it was of no avail.

Everything happened so fast, Yan Fei didn't have the slightest expectation.

He also thought about going back to Zhongnan Mountain to spend the last time quietly with Tachibana, but...

Looking back, maybe just like what the senior brother said, Tachibana wants to see himself for the last time, even if he dies, he wants to die in his arms.

"Senior Brother, Juzuo?" Yan Fei and Juzuo's strange people saw it, Wang Lin strode forward with flustered eyes, wanting to tease Juzuo as usual, but now Juzuo can't do it again Clawed him.

Growing up with him, Wang Lin's affection for Ju Zuo can be said to be stronger than Yan Fei's.

With a stiff palm, he licked Tachibana, who could no longer resist, Yan Fei put it in Wang Lin's arms, and whispered to himself, "The second one."

This is the second life that is important to Yan Fei to leave.

"Junior brother, my condolences." Ma Yu comforted Yan Fei.

Barely holding up a smile, Yan Fei said, "I'm not a child, brother, why don't you comfort me!"

At this moment, Wang Lin, who was holding the orange seat, had tears in his eyes.

Glancing around and looking at Wanyan Honglie in the Iron Armored Army in front of him, Yan Fei said, "Wanyan Honglie, although the poor can't fight thousands of troops with their own strength, they can be the generals among thousands of troops." The first level is like picking something out of a bag.

No matter what happens after you, today, stop here! "

"Joke, who do you think you are?" The Master Lingzhi, who was dressed in a Tibetan monk's uniform, said disdainfully.

Glancing at the great monk, Yan Fei said coldly, "You were the one who injured my junior brother with the poisonous sand palm before?"

"Master, be careful, he is the best longevity sword in the world!" Others didn't know Yan Fei, but Yang Kang, as Qiu Chuji's disciple, did.

"Longevity Sword?" Hearing Yan Fei's name, Master Lingzhi was obviously taken aback, but the words had already been spoken, and he, who was good-faced and arrogant, would not admit it, and still sneered, "No. How? The old monk is just about to challenge."

As soon as the words fell, a ray of sword energy pierced through the brain.

Putting down the wooden sword in his hand, Yan Fei who was still standing there said coldly, "If you dare to hurt my Quanzhen sect, this is the price!"

Then he turned to Wanyan Honglie, "Do you want to try too?"

A few meters apart, they stayed where they were, blood flew from the sword, and the death of Master Ling Zhi caused these so-called masters to retreat back again and again with Wanyan Honglie in their arms.

As a Dajin prince, how could Wanyan Honglie lower his head just like that, and looked at Peng Lianhu and the others, "Guess, you guys might work together to take down this Taoist priest?"

Shaking his head again and again, unlike the ignorant and conceited Master Lingzhi who came from Tibet, Peng Lianhu and others still understand the huge gap between Number One in the World and them.

"Since that's the case, let's go!" Wanyan Honglie simply waved his hand, and armored fighters swarmed over.

For Bao Xiruo, Wanyan Honglie can do whatever it takes.

"You guard them well, I'll catch the thief and the king first!" Staring at the swarming armored warriors, Yan Fei exploded with sword energy all over his body, smashing the blue bricks of the street under his feet, leaving several afterimages on his body , rushed towards Wanyan Honglie suddenly.

Wherever he passed, sword qi crisscrossed him, and his body was one meter long. Even if the armored fighters approached, they would all be strangled to death by the sword qi!

The weapon breaks at close range, and the armor is like paper in front of Yan Fei's sword energy.

All the way forward, blood splattered, and screams suddenly rose, but within a distance of tens of meters, Yan Fei flew dozens of armored warriors in the blink of an eye, and arrived in front of Wanyan Honglie.

Before everyone could react, he casually put a sword on Wanyan Honglie's neck, "Do you want to die?"

0031 stay

Among the green mountains and green waters, Yan Fei buried the orange seat.

A deep pit, buried in it, without a grave or tombstone, looking at the leveled ground, Yan Fei stood there for a long time without saying a word.

"A cat, Daoist..." In the distance, Yang Tiexin couldn't understand Yan Fei's emotions.

In his opinion, a cat is nothing more than food, why is it so hungry?

Shaking his head slightly at Yang Tiexin, signaling him not to continue, Ma Yu said softly, "For our Taoists, all living things are part of nature. Humans are no different from cats. The essence of life is the same. Yes, it’s just that different lives hold different weights in different people’s hearts!”

Ma Yu knew that Yan Fei had always followed the law of nature and acted according to his mood, so he was both righteous and evil. Now that Tachibana died, he felt uncomfortable. If Yang Tiexin's words stimulated him, the consequences...

In fact, Yan Fei who was standing there had already heard Yang Tiexin's words.

only...

Who is Yang Tiexin?

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