Yang Yi looked at Zhu Changling, who was like a savage in front of him, then looked at the stone platform that was about ten feet in radius, and laughed: "A shocking Zhu Changling, what a scheming method? How many people in the world dare to have many friends with you? Looking at the appearance of a man, it seems that he has lived on this stone platform for a long time?"

Seeing that Yang Yi was not old, Zhu Changling knew his reputation, but he still called himself a brother, as if he had placed him on the same age as him, and even said disdainful words, with some meaning, and couldn't help but feel furious.

But when he saw Yang Yi alone arrived on the stone platform, he looked curious but not panicked at all. He thought there must be a way to escape, otherwise why would he look so calm? Although he was angry, he did not dare to show it on his face, thinking: "When I find a way to leave from you, let's see how I can pick you up!"

In the past few years he has survived on this stone platform, the cold wind, scorching sun, wind, snow, rain, dew, severe cold and heat, and other series of natural powers have been completely experienced by him.

He had no sunscreen umbrellas or cotton to avoid cold. He could only resist the rain, dew, wind and frost. He was really living like a year, suffering so much that he wanted to leave here in his dreams. He immediately replied vaguely: "I don't know anything about it. I accidentally made a mistake a few years ago. I couldn't go up or down, so I could only suffer alone!"

He looked at Yang Yi with a eager look on his face: "I think my little brother is calm and as calm as ever, and I think there must be a way to escape."

Yang Yi smiled and said, "A solution to get out?"

Zhu Changling said: "Yes!"

Yang Yi said: "Of course there is a way to escape, but you don't need it!"

Zhu Changling was surprised: "Why is this?"

Yang Yi said: "What's the use of dying people even if they know?"

Zhu Changling was stunned, "Who is dying?"

Yang Yi waved his palm and patted: "You will understand when you take my palm!"

When Zhu Changling saw that the boy in front of him had not said a few words to him, he was inexplicably unfavorable to him. He was really confused and shouted: "Wait! Young man, why are you?"

Yang Yi kept his palms: "Just to be happy in his heart!"

Although Zhu Changling didn't want to offend Yang Yi, it was related to life and death, so how could he wait for death? He stretched out his index finger with his right hand, which was the unique Yang finger of his family. He quickly pointed the Laogong point in Yang Yi's palm, "Little brother, how did I offend you?"

When he saw Yang Yi coming out of his palm, his palm was neither powerful nor fast, and it looked ordinary, but he thought that Yang Yi was not good at learning skills at a young age. Therefore, when he took action, the finger force of Yiyang finger only used 30% of the force, but then increased the force by 20% and thought to himself: "If you don't let you suffer a little, how do you know how powerful I am?"

But as soon as he raised his finger, Yang Yi's palm had already reached his chest. With a "click", Zhu Changling's chest ribs had broken. His body flew off the ground and fell down the mountain from the stone platform. When he fell off the cliff, he felt unbelievable. "I don't think his palms are so fast, but why did I slow him down?"

Yang Yi saw him dropping a sudden roar of miserables, but he immediately had no rest. He knew that this person was more dead and less alive, and shook his head and smiled, "You did not offend me, but I don't think you are happy!"

When I walked to the cave where Zhu Changling was hiding just now, I looked in and found that the cave was very small, and the more I went in, the narrower it became, and twists and turns, I didn’t know where to go. I remembered the scene in the original work. Yang Yi thought to himself: "I want to see the scenery inside."

Now that he used the bone shrinkage technique, his nine-foot-high body not only did not become smaller, but instead became tall and thin like a hemp rod. After estimating the size and diameter of the cave, Yang Yi leaned over and drilled in.

The cave is deep and tortuous, narrow and dark. After crawling for a while, I waited until my eyes lit up and looked around, and I really arrived at a good place.

In front of you is a small basin surrounded by mountains, with jade dragons hanging high in front of you, lingering grass in front of you, fruit trees standing upright, monkeys playing. In this cold winter, it is as warm as spring, as if it is like a land in the south of the Yangtze River.

The cave was only about a foot away from the ground. Yang Yi jumped off the entrance of the cave and then used his power to shake off his clothes. All the dust stained on his clothes was shaken and drifted into the air, forming a ball of dust. Looking at Yang Yi again, his clothes were already as smooth as new.

Yang Yi took a few steps forward and picked an unknown fresh fruit from the fruit tree beside him. He didn't wipe it. After taking a bite, he felt that the mouth was fragrant and delicious. He picked a few fruits with different appearances, all of which were sweet and delicious. Although they tasted differently, they were all extremely delicious and difficult to find in the world.

"It's really a blessing for this kid to live here for many years!"

After walking about a little further, I had arrived before a waterfall. There was a deep pool under the waterfall, but no stream flowed across it. I thought it was leaking out from the ground. At this time, a fluffy humanoid creature like Zhu Changling was squatting on the tree and playing with a group of monkeys.

After Yang Yi walked closer and the monkey group scattered, the man turned around and watched. He suddenly shook his body and jumped down from the tree and said in surprise: "You...who are you?"

Yang Yi saw that the man in front of him had fluffy hair and his beard grew long, which was similar to Zhu Changling. He knew that he was Zhang Wuji and smiled and said, "My brother's dress is quite ancient."

Seeing Yang Yi tall and handsome, Zhang Wuji looked at him in ragged clothes and dirty face. In comparison, the two were as different as beautiful jade and stubborn stones. He couldn't help but feel ashamed and murmured: "Brother, where did you come from?"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "I found this hole from the stone platform outside, and finally got in."

Zhang Wuji said in surprise: "The stone platform outside? Did you see another person on the stone platform?"

Yang Yi said: "What you are talking about is Zhu Changling? He should be dead!"

Zhang Wuji was even more surprised: "Die? How could he die?"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "Even if he falls off a cliff, he will still be half-dead. What? Brother, is he your relative?"

Zhang Wuji looked sad: "He is not my relative, but my enemy. I was also killed by him when I was wandering here."

Yang Yiqi said: "Since that's the case, you should be happy if he dies, why are you still sad for him?"

Zhang Wuji said: "Uncle Zhu is very good at kung fu and has great wisdom. He is a very big figure in the martial arts world. I didn't expect to go there like this."

Yang Yi said: "Why did this person harm you?"

Zhang Wuji was pure and had no intention of being in charge. Seeing Yang Yi asking about this, he took away all the matters related to the Golden Lion King, and told Yang Yi about how Zhu Changling designed him, how he saw through him, and how he got here.

Although Yang Yi had known this for a long time, after Zhang Wuji himself told him about it, he still felt very novel. After listening, Yang Yi smiled and said, "Since this is the case, then this person is not to be jealous of death."

He looked at Zhang Wuji, "Brother is too weak. What kind of fruit do you give him to such a bad person? Just starve him to death, why bother with such kindness?"

Zhang Wuji was speechless and just said, "Since he did not kill me, I became a blessing in disguise. He practiced advanced martial arts and eliminated the cold poison for many years, so I no longer hated him."

Yang Yi shook his head and smiled, "One person has a temper, but he can't force it. With your personality, if you are a rich man, marry a beautiful wife after you come out of the mountain, and live a peaceful life, it is the most suitable for you. The fight, killing, conspiracy and tricks in the world seem to be not very good at your temper."

Zhang Wuji's eyes lit up as if he met a soulmate: "Yes, what's the best thing about conspiracy in the world? Why can't everyone get along with each other? If there is anything, can't we tell you well? I have to use a knife and a gun?"

He sighed, "If I hadn't missed my grandfather and the others, I really wanted to stay in this valley for the rest of my life and never go out to experience those sinister storms and deceitful things in people's hearts." (To be continued.)
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