Sima Wuji turned around and saw the face he was reluctant to see.

Ji Wuchen.

A archenemy who has spanned hundreds of years.

After all the calculations, Sima Wuji did not calculate that Ji Wuchen would suddenly appear here.

According to information, shouldn’t Ji Wuchen be in the Tianlong Teahouse?

How could it appear here?

"Is it a surprise?" Ji Wuchen put his hands behind his back, smiling.

"Not surprising." Sima Wuji shook his head and pointed at Luo Sheng who was struggling to move forward in the wind and snow: "He calculated accurately. So I believe what he said just now."

"If you don't have any objection, I'll have to clean the portal." Ji Wuchen stretched and said lazily: "It's very hot outside, I feel a little uncomfortable."

The 100-year-old frozen days of Kunlun Mountain made Ji Wuchen full of cold air.

What is this little wind and snow?

"Ji Wuchen! You have to be clear about one thing!" Sima Wuji pointed at his feet: "The person who holds the meridian is me, not you! If you want to kill me, you are plotting against me!"

"Strike a rebellion?" Ji Wuchen smiled disdainfully: "So what if I kill you?"

"If I'm right." Sima Wuji took out a cigarette from his arms and took a lot of effort to ignite it in the strong wind.

But before he could take a sip, Mars was blown away.

"You haven't beat me since our first match."

Ji Wuchen did not refute.

Because Sima Wuji said it very well.

When he was competing for the position of the person who sealed the meridians, he lost.

In this world, you only admit defeat.

No matter how you ask about the means.

People only remember who won, and have long forgotten the way to win.

"But our life is not over yet?" Ji Wuchen spread his hands and an ice lotus bloomed in his palm!

"Today, I'm going to kill you."

Click!

Ice lotus blooms!

The snow was flying all over the sky, and a gust of wind was rolled up!

And in the eyes of the wind, it was Sima Wuji!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Several gunshots were heard one after another.

As soon as the bullet flew out, it was swept by the strong wind!

Fly elsewhere!

"Ji Wuchen!" Sima Wuji stood there, looking at the wind and snow flying in front of him, with a plea in his tone: "Let me go."

"Give me a reason." Ji Wuchen was wearing white clothes, standing in the wind and snow, holding an ice lotus in his palm.

And not far away in front of him.

Sima Wuji was trapped in the wind.

It may be swallowed by wind and snow at any time.

The wind blows my face!

Stinging the skin under Sima Wuji's mask!

Even if there is a cotton coat!

Even with cotton gloves!

Sima Wuji still couldn't help but shivered.

"Tell me, how to untie the Holy Lord's memory." Ji Wuchen took a step forward: "I am also a person who seals the meridians. Although I am not a meridian, it is difficult for you to deceive me. If you lied to me, I will kill you immediately and show no mercy!"

Ji Wuchen said the last four words very seriously.

"Ji Wuchen! You are my fellow-in-command, so you should take it as your mission to overthrow the Wanshan Alliance and get rid of the Holy Lord! But why are you..."

Before Sima Wuji finished speaking, the wind and snow approached again!

It seems that just by blowing a centimeter forward, it will completely freeze him!

"explain!"

Ji Wuchen's voice was a little cold.

"You traitor!" Sima Wuji took a deep breath, and the cold coldness choked into his lungs, making him unable to help coughing.

"Did you remember the Huitian needle that sealed my meridians?" He finally chose to surrender.

"I know." Ji Wuchen held Xuelian with one hand and said coldly: "Tell me the point."

"Only those who hold the pulse can learn the method of sealing the pulse and blocking memory. If you can remove these seals, you only need the Tiankong needle!" Sima Wuji shouted: "Now I tell you, let me go!"

"How do I know whether this method is effective? Everyone knows that you, Sima Wuji, are sinister and cunning, and never tell the truth." Ji Wuchen crushed the ice lotus!

The cold wind suddenly tightened!

The wind and snow flowed backwards and headed straight for Sima Wuji!

"You just want to kill me!" Sima Wuji roared angrily and pulled out a long sword with a cold light from his arms!

Click!

A knife light suddenly appears!

It cuts off the wind and snow directly!

then!

He stared at Ji Wuchen with his eyes!

boom!

The ice lotus flew out!

Collided with the knife air!

Fried to crush!

"Sure enough! This is the knife I want!" Ji Wuchen was about to take action, but a long sword cut through the air and stabbed towards Ji Wuchen!

clang!

The white paper fan in Ji Wuchen's hand unfolded instantly!

Knock the sword away!

"withdraw!"

Duan Fengliu broke through the air and caught Sui Ningshuang with one hand.

Standing in front of Sima Wuji, holding a sword in one hand, and speaking coldly.

"Is the Holy Lord dead?" Sima Wuji put away his sword and asked in a low voice.

"Seriously injured." Duan Fengliu said, and the long sword suddenly picked up a flying snow!

Snow and mist all over the sky!

When the snow mist dissipated, Ji Wuchen stood there, holding a camera in his hand.

...

Tianlong Tea House.

In room 103.

Li Shier sat on the chair, habitually crossing his legs.

"Husband, will this be dangerous?" Jiang Ling stood behind him and asked anxiously.

"Luo Sheng, how do you say the hexagram?" Li Shier did not answer Jiangling directly, but looked at Luo Sheng.

The house was full of people.

Nangong Ruyan and Fu Siyao are both here.

But Jiangling is here, no one dares to take the initiative to care about Li Shier.

"Today, you will recover your memory."

Rasho glanced at the card in his hand and nodded.
To be continued...