"Yinzi, old place? Mastermind?!!!?" Yang Er shouted, and the Jin Yiwei behind him immediately turned around and headed towards the black man.

When the black man here saw his brother Huo Shuidong, he immediately cursed: "Yang Er, you are such a bastard. You took the money and gave away my brother's life!!!"

"Laizi, if you die on the mountain as a fellow Taoist, you will not die as a poor Taoist. If you stab a brother down the mountain, you won't stab a brother! I will keep your share for you!" Yang Er, who could barely hear it after running far away, couldn't bear it after hearing this.

He stopped talking.

"What a bastard!!! This fucking fake scholar is really a bandit, fuck me!!!! (*≧m≦*)!!!" The scolding continued, but the black man's feet moved a little faster, and the two

After walking around for two times, we were already down the mountain, and we were a little closer to the river.

The Jinyiwei saw that the black man's steps were a little faster, and he knew that he couldn't pursue him for any longer under such circumstances. He took out a flying knife and threw it with all his strength.

When he heard that something was coming through the wind, the black man didn't even think about it. He landed on the ground, steadied his feet, ran forward, and dodged. But how could he easily resolve such a large inertia? The roll he landed on the ground was a direct hit.

After rolling to the top of a steep slope, with the turbulent Yangtze River water below, it was already too late to brake.

The whole forest heard his last sad words.

"There is no morality, you are an old man who has no martial ethics, and Yang Er, you are so stupid... Ouch, shit!!!!"

"ah!!!!!!?"

"Ouch!!!!!?"

"Oh!!!!?"

"Whoa!!!!?"

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!!!!?"

"POP!!!!!!"

The entire canyon echoed with those miserable cries. Countless birds that had been resting on the branches were startled and flew away in all directions! It took a long time for the sound to completely dissipate in the canyon.

The huge inertia rolled the black man directly from the steep slope into the Yangtze River. The Jin Yiwei who followed him rushed to the riverside and stared at the river. But how could the rushing Yangtze River cause waves because of an insignificant rolling stone of human flesh?

, except for the distant sound of falling water, the waves on the river are rolling and flowing as usual.

Unwilling to give up, Jin Yiwei ran further downstream, but still found nothing. He stood by the river and snorted, then turned around and flew towards the mountain.

After a while, the top of the mountain.

"Brother, he's running away. Those two are pretty good at qinggong, so they're missing!"

"Well, it's nothing. You are tired after running so far. Don't think too much and just escort Miss Song down the mountain!"


Chapter completed!