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A night later, Ye Bufan woke up and continued to observe his surroundings.

There was a saying that goes, "not afraid of thieves stealing, but afraid of thieves missing out."

Although Ye Bufan wasn't a thief, when he thought of someone, it was really hard to guard against. Furthermore, it was annoying!

He paid the bill for the night without any reaction or ripple. He changed into a set of white clothes.

There was no other person in the world who could compare to his love for white and his love for white. He traveled ten thousand li in a single sword, he killed people in the city, he killed people in the fields.

Later generations of swordsmen would also wear white robes. It was unknown whether it was an expression of respect or a person's love. Dressed in white, he had already become a standard swordsman. With his white robe and sword in hand, Hades was on his way to collect his soul.

After paying the bill and changing his clothes, he exhaled a mouthful of impure air.

The lack of sleep during the night did not affect an expert's condition. When one's internal force reached a high level of power, it was natural that it could form valleys. You don't have to eat for a while, you don't have to sleep for a while.

Ye Bufan saw a man in white clothes paying the bill.

Ye Bufan laughed to himself. I've waited all night for you and I can't bear it.

He looked at the sky, picked up his sword, and went downstairs to eat.

Although it could be used as a food source, other than a perverted self-abuse, when there was food to eat, it would always be used as a food source.

Man is iron meal is steel, a meal does not eat panicky.

When Ye Bufan saw him go downstairs, he asked the waiter to bring the food up to the second floor.

The waiter looked worried and sighed in his heart, "What have I done to deserve to be seen by the daughter of the owner even though I've been stripped naked?!" The owner's daughter, Qing Hu, isn't it nice to look at, but if I marry her, wouldn't this inn be the one in my pockets? "

But now, it was being seen as abnormal! She even saw through everything! "Originally, I wanted to explain to her that when a woman gets angry, it's like she can only say, I won't listen, I won't listen, I won't listen, I won't listen, I won't listen …

When the waiter opened the door and saw this person, he subconsciously took a few steps back and was about to say, with a trembling voice, "It's you …"

Before he could say anything, Ye Bufan pulled him into the room, "Don't talk, don't talk. Come, this is for you." As he spoke, he passed over 10 silver coins.

The waiter was like a mosquito, submissively adamant, "My innocence is not only worth ten taels."

Ye Bufan's face was filled with black lines, "Fine, I'll give you another ten liang." He handed out another ten taels.

Just as the waiter was about to speak, Ye Bufan glared at him fiercely.

The waiter shivered as he recalled the scene of himself being naked and being tied up like a dumpling. He quickly collected the silver and ordered, "Dear customer, please enjoy yourself!" before he ran downstairs like a wisp of smoke.

He paid the bill and ate downstairs while Ye Bufan ate upstairs.

Ye Bufan thought to himself, 'I'm right next door to you!' Hahahaha.

I've been waiting for you for an entire night, and you still haven't come?!

While he was eating breakfast, he still felt that it was difficult for him to vent his anger. If he didn't understand it, it would become a knot in his heart.

If he paid the bill, he would know that Ye Bufan was sleeping soundly next door to him! Dream dream again and again! It might be even more serious! It was even more likely that he would be able to split his corpse into several pieces with a sword in hand!

After finishing breakfast, he turned around and went upstairs.

As he turned around, the door of one of the rooms upstairs slammed shut.

Ye Bufan was secretly scared. Luckily, he was not discovered. Otherwise, he would run away again. He had not even finished his breakfast.

He didn't notice anything wrong, so he went back to his room and cleaned up. Why did he need to care so much about that? He was already an old martial artist. If he could not even swallow this little anger, it would become a knot in his heart. How could he improve in the future?

He packed his luggage and walked out of the inn. Since he hadn't come last night, it would be best if he didn't come again.

Unfortunately, fate had made a fool of people. The heavens did not wish for it. As soon as he stepped out of the inn, Ye Bufan had already caught up with him.

A figure dressed in white stood in front of him, while a figure dressed in black stood behind him.

Three days after he left the inn, he rested in a small forest.

Just as he was thinking in his heart, he thought, "It's been three days, it shouldn't be coming back, right?"

At this moment, a crisis struck.

A black figure jumped down from the tree above, a saber slashed down, his reaction speed was extremely fast. He drew his sword to block the saber above his head, and upon closer inspection, he was so shocked that he shouted, "It's you!"

Ye Bufan narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Hehe, it's me."

He was shocked by the sudden attack, but with his extremely fast reaction speed, he managed to receive the blow.

Although Ye Bufan's martial arts were quite strong and he could only deal with them, he could not counterattack.

Sad.

He could only be suppressed by someone whose combat strength was lower than his own.

"If you have the ability, let's have a good fight!" I refuse to accept this! " Pay up, he bellowed.

"We're just having a good fight." Ye Bufan curled his lips.

Since he didn't say anything else, how could he reply to such a despicable person?

One of them was good at duels between two people, a fair and open duel.

One was an assassin, an assassin who was good at surprise attacks.

In fact, when Ye Bufan seriously fought someone, he was planning to assassinate him and use his own skills to teach him how to conduct himself.

With a loud roar, he pulled back the distance. With a shake of his sword, it was like a lotus flower being born from the sword. One leaf was born, and the other leaf was born.

Ye Bufan's body stopped and flew back. His path had already been blocked by the seventy-two sword lotuses. If he continued his pursuit, he would be unable to execute his movement technique. If he were to be trapped within the sword formation, he would lose for sure.

Seeing that Ye Bufan had retreated, Ye Bufan did not continue to fight.

He shouted, "Scatter!" The seventy-two lotuses dispersed, the sword Qis scattered in all directions, the surrounding trees were riddled with scars. After a while, the sword Qis left in the air, the sword Qis left behind, everything returned to its previous calm state.

The only difference was that the trees that had been touched by the sword Qis had now gained an additional slash.

"I don't need a sword formation, do you dare to fight me?" "Pay the full amount." Ye Bufan stared at Ye Bufan and asked.

"I'm sorry, but it's best if I attack and kill. I don't dare to fight with you!" Ye Bufan didn't even turn his head around as he fled.

"Coward!" The payment was already going crazy, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Ye Bufan had already fled far away. As a coward, Ye Bufan also frowned.

Which guy isn't a real guy? Who doesn't have some guts?

Stand still in the woods, take a deep breath, exhale, and sheathe your sword.

An angry voice came from the distance, "I said I will make you regret it!"

Seven days later, in a town.

On the main street, he saw hawkers selling watermelons and was about to ask for a price to buy some.

The firewood peddler beside him put down his firewood, drew out a knife, and stabbed out with incomparable speed.

Although his reaction was fast, he couldn't be on guard at all times. As his blade slashed across, although his vital parts were avoided, there was still an additional bloody wound on his body.

The bamboo hat on the woodman's head fell to the ground, revealing his face. It was Ye Bufan!

He paid for the sword and was about to fight when Ye Bufan turned around and ran.

The same words came out of his mouth, "See you later."

Assassination was everywhere, assassination was everywhere, and pursuit of death was a thousand miles away.

Paying off the money was annoying at first, but it was also starting to get dirty from the assault.

Rumors had started to spread in the martial arts world that the man in white, who was better than the snow, had met his match with a single sword strike.

Black clothes like ink, silver owls in the night, and night falcons in the night, they followed and killed as if they were shadows, chasing and killing as if they were maggots attached to bones, killing as if they were deadly venomous snakes, and killing as if they were invisible.

He was dressed in black like ink and it was his first time touring the martial arts world. Some people said that he had retracted his black clothes like ink and left no ghosts under his Soul Absorbing Blade.