Chapter 829
"Bujun is really a masterpiece, it's a pleasure to cooperate with Bujun!"
"Taijun has won the award!"
Bu Ying smiled all over his face, sent the Dongying generals out of the door, and his heart blossomed.
"Dongying people's money is really good!"
Just now, he negotiated a deal with Dongying people and earned tens of thousands of silver dollars.
As for the price, of course, it is to betray some of his former colleagues.
"Cut, with money, who is still the same as those poor ghosts!"
Be a hero, fight against bandits and Dongying people, and be so poor every day that you eat nests.
He's had enough of these days.
Since he betrayed his friends and betrayed the interests of the country, he has long made a lot of money and eaten a lot of oil.
Money is really a good thing.
Although he dreams back in the middle of the night, he occasionally has a little throbbing and a little uneasy conscience.
But just think of the white silver, the delicious delicacies, the beauties who give and take.
He threw these things out of the clouds.
Bang!
In the night, there was a sudden loud noise, as if something heavy had landed.
Buying was startled, and his body moved, as swift as an eagle falcon, and hid in the corner of the wall.
Secretly looked out, and saw the Dongying people who were still talking and laughing with him just now, lying on the ground, not moving.
"Taijun?" Bu Ying called out softly.
"No need to scream!"
A cold voice sounded, and the next moment, a dark shadow appeared on the wall.
Bu Ying was startled, and shot in a row.
This pull, but a blank pull.
The visitor shook his fingers slightly, and a black object hovered above his fingers, which was his gun.
"The gun is with me!"
Bu Ying's eyes froze.
It's amazing.
As the number one hero in the guanzhong, he didn't even know when he lost his gun.
This person is definitely the strongest person he has met since his debut.
"Who are you?" said Bu Ying's eyes sharpened.
"Who am I?" the visitor chuckled, "Are you not familiar with my voice?"
The man turned around and let the moonlight hit his face.
Under the moonlight, the face of the person who came clearly appeared in Bu Ying's eyes.
Just by looking at it, Bu Ying was frightened.
"You, you... Yan Biao, are you a human or a ghost?!"
He remembers it very clearly.
Yan Biao died a long time ago, together with his wife and children, at the hands of bandits.
There was only one Yan Shuangying left in the Yan family, and he was finally accepted as a disciple by his Buying and became a chess piece in his hands.
The sudden appearance of a person who had died a long time ago was too terrifying.
Yan Biao snorted lightly: "It's not important, you're going to die right away anyway!"
As he spoke, he landed lightly on the ground and slowly approached the eagle.
"Lao Tzu was kind enough to protect you, but he ended up ruined. It's good for you to be a good person who doesn't do it, but you go to be a dog traitor!"
"Bu Ying, do you think of those fellow Daoists who were betrayed by you, do you have a little bit of a troubled conscience?"
Yan Biao was like a wounded tiger, his eyes full of devouring fierce light.
He hated traitors too much.
To deal with this kind of person, even if you cut him with a thousand knives, it is difficult to solve his hatred.
"Conscience?"
Bu Ying suddenly laughed, "How much is conscience worth? If I still have a conscience, I can live in such a big house now?"
Bu Ying stood up straight and looked at Yan Biao, his face blooming with confidence and calmness.
"You should know that I am the number one hero in Guanzhong. "
"Yes!"
"Then you still dare to get so close?" Bu Ying sneered, "Even if you die once, you are still so stupid!"
As he spoke, a little chill appeared, and in an instant, he reached Yan Biao's throat.
"It's a way to die!"
Bu Ying sneered, full of pride.
Suddenly, his eyes froze, full of disbelief.
I saw Yan Biao's hand appear in front of his throat in a daze, clamping the cold mang.
It was a cold, cold throwing knife.
It is the elusive flying knife technique of the first hero in Guanzhong.
can teach Yan Shuangying, who is half-human and half-ghost, the first spear, and Buying's spear skills and martial arts are naturally extraordinary.
It's just that what he met was not an ordinary person, but Yan Biao of the True Qi Realm. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)
His extraordinary skills among ordinary people were just a trick in Yan Biao's eyes.
"How is that possible!"
Buying's voice trembled.
The distance between the two is only one zhang!
With such a close distance, there is no possibility of missing.
Otherwise, how could he earn the title of No. 1 in Guanzhong?
"What's impossible about this?" Yan Biao sneered, and the flying knife between his two fingers suddenly appeared, melted into molten iron, and dripped to the ground.
When Buying saw it, it was like seeing a ghost.
Flying knives are just muscles, muscles and bones to exert force.
Even if you practice to the point of being superb, it is amazing and shocking.
That's also mortal power!
Let the throwing knife melt into water, is this still something that physical strength can do?
Buying feels very tricky!
The Yan Biao in front of him was too different from the Yan Biao in his impression.
For the first time, he suspected that this man had come out of hell for revenge...
Otherwise, how could a mortal possess such unpredictable power.
"Brother Yan, why do you have to live and die between you and me!" Bu Ying's voice softened, and he squeezed out a smile, "As long as you work with me, what I have will definitely not be less than half of you." If we cooperate, what else can't we do inside and outside the customs?"
"Hmph!" Yan Biao's gaze did not change at all, "Lao Tzu has not done enough to be a man, how can I be a dog with you!"
As soon as he stretched out his hand, Bu Ying only felt a strong attack, and he hurriedly used a jack pendant to fix his figure, but found that it was useless.
"Uh..."
Buying rose into the air, and was grabbed by Yan Biao's neck, and his old face turned purple.
Yan Biao didn't care at all, and with a slight jump, the person had already flown into the air, harnessed his true qi, and ran out of the city.
Bu Ying's eyes widened, his eyes full of horror.
This man must be a demon from hell.
Otherwise, how could it fly!
People can't fly!
His eyes bulged out, and his heart protruded.
At this moment, Yan Biao stopped, landed in a cemetery, and threw Buying to the ground.
"What is this?"
"This is the cemetery of Lao Tzu's comrades-in-arms. You traitor, worship my comrades with your head today. "
"No, I can mend my ways..."
"Hehe... There's no need!" Yan Biao sneered, "A dog is always a dog!"
stepped forward and pressed his palm on Bu Ying's head.
Bu Ying only felt that his body was forced to stiffen, and the whole person was straightened into a steel gun, and then after 3.2, he was pressed to the ground a little bit.
The ground is sinking.
Step Eagle's vision is decreasing little by little.
He knew that he was about to be buried alive, and he couldn't help but despair.
I wanted to ask for mercy, but I found that I couldn't even make a sound.
At this moment, he thought of those comrades-in-arms and countrymen who were killed by him.
They are also like this, facing the enemy, they have no power to resist, they can only let death approach little by little.
And now, retribution has fallen on him.
He will also be buried in the earth little by little, and eventually suffocate to death.
It's a terrible feeling that death is approaching.
At this moment, it doesn't matter whether it's a hero or a traitor.
He just wanted to live.
It's just that Yan Biao is here for revenge, his attitude is quite resolute, his pressing palm is strong and powerful, no matter how pleading Bu Ying's eyes are, he doesn't have the slightest mercy.
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