Shen Yingxue ate a piece of meat pie with millet porridge. Xun Yan took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands and took him to continue strolling in the city.

The mosaic obstructed Shen Yingxue's vision. The streets in his eyes were completely pixelated. The people on the street looked normal, except that their faces were blurry, just like Xun Yan's.

When Xun Yan brought Shen Yingxue out before, they were separated by the crowd. Shen Yingxue thought everyone was the same and could not recognize Xun Yan at all. She could only stay where she was and wait for Xun Yan to come and claim her.

From then on, Xun Yan would keep a close eye on him every time he went out, for fear that Shen Yingxue would be kidnapped.

Shen Yingxue followed Xun Yan for a while and stopped at the edge of the city wall. When Shen Yingxue looked up, she saw the poster posted on it.

This poster was also censored by the system. From Shen Yingxue's perspective, there was no word on it, just a photo of a young man in white clothes. They also came here yesterday, and the photo posted was not this one.

Shen Yingxue saw Xun Yan looking at him very carefully, squinted her eyes and recognized him, "Hey, it's Xiao Lin."

Did Xiaolin make his debut through a talent show? What commercial did he endorse? Or is this his missing person notice?

"It's him." Xun Yan pulled Shen Yingxue out of the crowd and walked away in a low profile.

The notice contained Lin Shumo's portrait, the crimes he had committed and the time of his execution. Xun Yan had no one in the yamen who knew him, so he could only consider the possibility of robbing the execution ground.

But we'll have to observe further when the time comes. If we can rob her, we'll rob her. If not, forget it. He just owed Aunt Lin a few meals. There's no need to risk his life for it.

What would Shen Yingxue do if he died?

"I have to go out for something today. Young Master, don't run around. Aunt Lin will come to look after you." Xun Yan packed up Shen Yingxue and gave her some detailed instructions. "If nothing unexpected happens, we will have to move to another place."

Shen Yingxue watched him leave in confusion.

Xun Yan felt that he knew nothing, but in fact Shen Yingxue was very clear about his situation, otherwise he would not have willingly accepted the system's mosaic.

Shen Yingxue's reputation is too great, otherwise the righteous people would not have united to suppress him, leading to his current situation.

The righteous people would not let this go until they saw his body, otherwise Xun Yan would have gone to find the evil cult members long ago, and would not have treated him in secret. In this case, a crazy Shen Yingxue is more reassuring.

Although Shen Yingxue didn't know Gu Liansheng's identity, she could sense Xun Yan's dislike for him and Gu Liansheng's guilt. When they saw the crazy Shen Yingxue, they didn't think of taking his life. The reason was that Shen Yingxue had lost all his martial arts skills and was weak and harmless.

"What are you looking at, Xiaoxue?" Aunt Lin helped to clean up the house. She looked at the dazed Shen Yingxue with pity, "Your brother has gone out for something and will be back soon. Are you thirsty? Do you want some water?"

She didn't know what Xun Yan was doing, so she felt at ease accompanying Shen Yingxue.

Shen Yingxue said, "Something is calling outside."

Aunt Lin listened carefully and said, "It's the birds singing. There are always crows and sparrows flying outside at this time of year. It's a common occurrence. You just sit quietly in the house. I'm old and can't keep up with you. If you run out again, your brother will be worried."

Shen Yingxue couldn't hear her. He now felt a chill on his back and every inch of muscle in his body was tense, as if some huge danger was approaching.

“Is this your mosaic too?” he asked.

The system said: [I can only change your five senses, not your intuition. To be more precise, the intuition of this body.]

It is really dangerous to say that!

Shen Yingxue stood up and pulled Aunt Lin to her outer robe. Aunt Lin staggered and almost twisted her waist. "Child, child, slow down, what's wrong?"

Shen Yingxue's perception seemed to have expanded to a very far place. There was still a large mosaic in front of his eyes, and he didn't see any strangers, but he just felt that someone was rushing towards this side.

Shen Yingxue was not familiar with the road here and could only walk based on his intuition. Fortunately, the system did not blur the image at this time, otherwise he might have crashed into the tree.

Aunt Lin panted and begged, "It's on fire... Hurry, hurry back and put out the fire..."

Shen Yingxue suddenly stopped.

A breeze blew through the forest, and the leaves rustled. Aunt Lin bumped into Shen Yingxue, lost her balance, and fell to the ground.

"Shen Yingxue." A man in white brocade clothes walked slowly towards her from a distance, his voice cold, "You are still alive."

Shen Yingxue saw the fireworks explode, filling his entire field of vision, and the rumbling sound in his ears covered the man's words. He was given a headache by the huge noise, and his eyes were swollen.

The man in white saw Shen Yingxue close her eyes tightly, press her forehead with her hands, and look very uncomfortable.

"What are you doing?" The man in white looked at Aunt Lin and said sarcastically, "As expected of a cult leader, you didn't forget to take the hostages with you when you were escaping."

Aunt Lin was completely confused. When she heard the man in white say "the leader of the evil cult", she didn't understand what he meant.

"You were seriously injured three years ago, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have needed such a trick. After three years of rest, are your injuries healed?" The man in white's tone was still the same, but when he asked this question, it seemed to be filled with sincere concern.

"Jiang, Jiang Zhiyi..." Shen Yingxue actually recognized him.

"It's me." Jiang Zhiyi's cold voice was tinged with a smile, "I didn't expect that Master Shen would still remember a small figure like me. I am really flattered. It's a pity that I can't let you go easily. After all, after returning to Yuding Villa with me, your life will not be so comfortable anymore."

Jiang Zhiyi drew his sword.

His sword was very light, and despite being moved at a very high speed, it did not cause any strong wind, nor even a sound of breaking through the air. It seemed as if it was so fast that even the air could not react.

The sword was like lightning, stabbing straight at Shen Yingxue.

There was nothing fancy about it, not even a starting move. From drawing the sword to striking it, it was as natural as winding water. Even the position where he exerted force could not be determined immediately.

But this move is not easy to dodge because it is too fast.

Shen Yingxue, who was seriously injured and had lost all his martial arts skills, could not possibly recover to his peak within three years. Jiang Zhiyi was certain that he could not escape.

He didn't want to kill Shen Yingxue, but Shen Yingxue posed too great a threat. Anyone who had heard of Shen Yingxue would feel fear in their heart whenever they heard his name.

Therefore, Jiang Zhiyi wanted to destroy his ability to move. It would be best to cut the tendons in his hands and feet, and then remove his jaw, so that he could not move and could not commit suicide. This was the safest way.

The tip of the sword stabbed towards Shen Yingxue's wrist bone which had been crushed by someone.

A severely injured area will always react more slowly than other areas. Even a slight delay will affect the entire situation.

But the sword stabbed into nothingness.

Shen Yingxue took a step forward as if he was not afraid of death. Jiang Zhiyi didn't want to let him die, so he changed the momentum of his sword in a hurry. The unstoppable sword intent also dissipated by 50%. Just when Jiang Zhiyi was at a loss, Shen Yingxue grabbed his sword hand.

He is very strong!

Jiang Zhiyi realized this immediately.

Shen Yingxue indeed has no internal strength, and his skills are not as good as before, but he is still very strong, even stronger than before!

Three years ago, Shen Yingxue was worried, but now he has lost everything and is no longer afraid of anything! He is not afraid of death or injury.

There was nothing left for him to care about anymore.

Unexpectedly, the righteous path eliminated the Demon Sect, but instead caused an accident, which made Shen Yingxue's mood even worse.

Jiang Zhiyi was in despair. His pulse was held in Shen Yingxue's hand, and his mind was in chaos. He had no idea what Shen Yingxue would do. As long as this person made a few simple moves, she could kill him at any time.

Jiang Zhiyi didn't feel scared, but felt at ease. "You already knew that Lin Shumo was from Yuding Villa?"

Shen Yingxue remained unmoved. He stared at the sword in Jiang Zhiyi's hand, as if he saw something interesting. He took it from him and suddenly smiled happily, "Very powerful."

"Shen Yingxue?" Jiang Zhiyi frowned.

Shen Yingxue let go of the hand that was pinching his pulse, pointed at the scabbard that Jiang Zhiyi had thrown on the ground behind him, and asked in a completely innocent tone that did not belong to him: "Don't you want it anymore? Can you give it to me?"

This sword is called Hanshui and has been with Jiang Zhiyi for fifteen years.

When Jiang Zhiyi was young, he traveled around the world with this sword and killed many well-known villains. The reputation of the Hanshui Sword became more and more famous.

For a swordsman, the most important thing is his sword. To other people in the martial arts world, Jiang Zhiyi and the Hanshui Sword are one and the same. To Jiang Zhiyi himself, the Hanshui Sword means even more.

Seeing that Jiang Zhiyi remained silent for a long time, Shen Yingxue softened her voice and gave in. "This is for you. I'll use it to exchange for the shiny one at the back. You won't lose out."

Shen Yingxue actually handed over the Hanshui Sword and told Jiang Zhiyi that he wanted to use the Hanshui Sword to exchange for the scabbard behind it!

It turned out that what he wanted was not the sword, but the scabbard inlaid with gems.

Shen Yingxue was too strange. Even though Jiang Zhiyi was his enemy and didn't spend much time with Shen Yingxue, he could immediately notice that something was wrong with his current condition.

Clearly, he was the one who stole the sword, but now he was trying to make a deal with the sword's owner as if it was his own thing.

Jiang Zhiyi was even more confused.

"Do you know Lin Shumo?" Aunt Lin saw that they had stopped fighting, so she asked bravely, "Are you Lin Shumo's enemy? Lin Shumo is in jail and will be executed soon. If you have any grudges, go after Lin Shumo and don't hurt innocent people!"

"Innocent person?" Jiang Zhiyi's expression became strange. "Are you talking about Shen Yingxue?"

Aunt Lin said tremblingly, "You've got the wrong person. This child is not Shen Yingxue, his name is Xun Xue. He is insane and his mind is not clear. Don't bother with him."

"Insane?" Jiang Zhiyi looked at Shen Yingxue and found it unbelievable.

He just thought that Shen Yingxue was harmless and had made a breakthrough in her cultivation. But now this old woman told him that this person was insane, which was simply ridiculous.