Quick Wear: We are not a strategy system

Li Zhuoyi took a few steps back and shook his head: "Girl, you are a little too self-deprecating. They fought because of you."

Jiang Yuan shook his head. "They might be fighting over who can take my head."

Li Zhuoyi clapped his hands and laughed, "Hahahaha, what a great way to compete for the top spot. Your ability to attract hatred is somewhat similar to my style back then. Not bad, not bad!"

Jiang Yuan: ………

"You don't have to force yourself to praise me if you don't know how to do it, Senior."

He restrained his smile, clenched his fists and put them to his mouth, coughing twice: "Forgive me, I haven't talked to anyone for a long time since this secret realm was established. I am a little excited. Well, let's get straight to the point."

Just as he finished speaking, several chains flew out from all around the secret realm and flew towards Jiang Yuan.

She immediately did a backflip on the spot, dodging the chains and using her sword to defend against these sudden attacks.

Although her reaction was sharp enough, her inflexible left hand was still hit by the chain.

The moment the chain touched her hand, the fixed pliers popped out deftly.

In a flash, he locked her left arm.

When one of the city gates is lost, the decline is already apparent.

She was no longer able to dodge flexibly, and soon her hands and legs were clamped, and she was hung in the air in a big letter shape.

She was so angry that her face turned red: "Li Zhuoyi! You attacked me by surprise! It turns out that people named Li Zhuoyi are not good people!"

The young man who had been watching him struggle with a smile from beginning to end took out a fan from somewhere and waved it in a chic manner: "Oh, don't be so arrogant. It's already very good that you can hold on for so long under my mechanism. You are a good seedling. Don't worry, this is not even a small test. It's just to make it easier for me to pass on my skills."

Jiang Yuan expressed her disbelief. She pulled the chain again, but the chain suddenly shrank back and was tied even tighter.

"Who needs to be tied up to pass on their skills? Damn it, I'll kill you if I want to. There's not a single word of truth in his mouth."

He sent out an energy wave that penetrated her chest. The intense pain made her speechless for a moment.

"I'm not happy if you say that." There was no smile in Li Zhuoyi's voice at this moment.

"Just bear it. This is the price you pay for your sudden increase in strength."

Then, spells were fired one after another at various acupuncture points on her body, without any pause to allow her to absorb the damage.

She sprayed out blood mist continuously, staining her collar.

For a long time, she couldn't see clearly due to the pain, and everything in front of her was dark. She didn't even realize that the figure of Li Zhuoyi in front of her was getting fainter and fainter.

Finally, she seemed to hear someone say faintly: "Okay, finally I promised you the truth. I am half your master. It is best for you to end this cause and effect."

The chains loosened and her forehead hit the floor hard. She collapsed to the floor like a dead fish on a chopping board.

It is unknown whether he was knocked unconscious by the impact or because of the pain.

She had a very long dream. In this dream, she was not the protagonist. She watched a movie as a spectator.

The story begins simply, with two passionate swordsmen establishing their own sect.

One of the monks was Li Zhuoyi, and the other was Jiang Tingfeng.

The sect is called Yushan Sect.

Li Zhuoyi works diligently every day, handling the affairs of the sect, while Jiang Tingfeng falls in love with a new junior sister.

As a result, Li Zhuoyi and Jiang Tingfeng had different goals: Li Zhuoyi was devoted to Taoism and was an out-and-out ambitious man, while Jiang Tingfeng was concerned about the world and wanted to be alone for the rest of his life and live an ordinary life with his junior sister.

So Jiang Tingfeng left Yushan Sect and settled down in an ordinary village at the foot of the mountain.

Li Zhuoyi stayed alone to continue practicing Taoism and developing his sect.

Several years have passed, Jiang Tingfeng has almost become an ordinary person, while Li Zhuoyi's magical power is becoming unfathomable day by day, and he is showing signs of becoming a master.

A few years later, Jiang Tingfeng and his junior sister gave birth to a baby girl and named her Jiang Yuan.

When Li Zhuoyi went down the mountain to visit his old friend this time, he saw Jiang Tingfeng holding his junior sister lying in a pool of blood with a mad look on his face.

He kept repeating in his mouth: "No, you can't abandon me and the child, A Ke, you can't do this."

Then he noticed Li Zhuoyi who had been standing there for a long time.

An idea suddenly came to his mind, and he immediately rushed over and hugged his legs: "Brother! Please save her, please."

Li Zhuoyi felt a little bit sorry to see his brother, who had shared joys and sorrows with him in the past, become so decadent, but he knew that when he arrived, the little junior sister had already stopped breathing.

He bent down and helped Jiang Tingfeng up: "Please accept my condolences."

Jiang Tingfeng shook off his hand and glared at him hatefully: "What do you mean by condolences? A Ke is fine! She was just injured. How could she be in trouble if I'm not dead? I said I would protect her!"

He stumbled into the house: "There must be a way, there must be a way."

Then there was the sound of rummaging through boxes and the shrill cry of a baby girl.

"Why are you crying? I told her she would be fine! Don't cry? Did someone die?"

The baby's voice was interrupted mechanically.

Li Zhuoyi rushed in and snatched the baby girl whose face was pinched purple from his hands.

"Are you crazy? She's your child!"

"So what if it's the child? A Ke is the most important! If anything happens to her, neither of us will survive!"

Jiang Tingfeng was hysterical and tried to snatch the baby girl, but was knocked to the ground by Li Zhuoyi.

"Calm down, I'll take Jiang Yuan away first."

After saying that, Li Zhuoyi turned around and left. Jiang Tingfeng's desperate mutterings could still be heard faintly behind him:

"Hahahahaha, okay, okay! You all want to abandon me."

He casually threw the books that were knocked over and messed up nearby up, tearing them up while seeming to be crying and laughing.

At a certain moment, he suddenly stopped moving, and with trembling hands he smoothed out the wrinkled, half-torn paper in his hands.

His hands were bulging with blue veins, his eyes were full of red bloodshot, and his eyeballs were bulging exaggeratedly due to emotions such as despair, sadness, and excitement.

He carefully read the page twice, then burst into laughter of surprise: "It's easy to get! A Ke, don't even think about escaping from me!"