Xue Lin felt helpless when he saw Bu Jingyun's look. He knew that Bu Jingyun's chest was filled with hatred and he often considered things to extremes. He had a lot of misfortunes in his life. The main reason was because of his temperament. . "Jingyun, I have something to tell you, and I hope you can hear me out." Seeing that Bu Jingyun had fallen into his own inner world, Xue Lin decided that it would be better to explain what he wanted to say directly. Bu Jingyun did not turn his head, but his ears moved, and Xue Lin knew that he was listening. "Jingyun, I know you have always been very kind to Kong Ci, and you are also very angry about the marriage between Senior Brother Shuang and Kong Ci." Before Xue Lin finished speaking, he saw Bu Jingyun suddenly stand up, his eyes were blood red, obviously He was shocked that the emotions he had been hiding in his heart were exposed by Xue Lin, but he still did not speak, but he no longer had the leisurely attitude before, staring at Xue Lin with wide eyes. "Jingyun, there's no need to be so surprised. Not only do I know, but senior brother and master don't know either!" Xue Lin patted Bu Jingyun's shoulder with a melancholy look on his face. He knew that if he didn't tell Bu the whole story Jingyun heard that even with the cooperation of Kong Ci and Qin Shuang, he might not be able to completely get out of this incident. "Master and senior brother also know, but why" Bu Jingyun's voice was hoarse. He was really confused. Since Qin Shuang knew about his relationship with Kong Ci, why did he never tell him about it? Since Xiongba knew , and for what purpose did it do this? "Elder brother didn't tell you, naturally because he didn't want our brotherhood to be affected by this. As for Master, you must have guessed that in the past few years, you and Junior Brother Feng have gone out to fight. Senior Brother leads the world, and all of them have important matters. They are the most powerful people in the world. If you are in harmony with each other, it will inevitably be worrying for the master." Xue Lin pointed out. He knew that Bu Jingyun had not thought of this before just because he knew nothing about power struggles. However, Xue Lin has already explained everything, and with his wisdom, he naturally fully understands the reason why Xiong Ba did this. "But he shouldn't use Kong Ci to do such a thing." Bu Jingyun's expression did not change, but his tone was obviously a bit stiffer. He had old and new hatreds. He had no feelings for Xiongba from the beginning. There is no friendship at all. When something like this happened, his resentment towards Xiong Ba became even deeper. "Indeed, Master did something wrong this time, but Jingyun, what I'm telling you is not the most important thing." Xue Lin looked at Bu Jingyun, knowing that his next words would definitely make this passionate lover The man was in extreme pain, but he had to say it because he knew that something more terrible and painful would happen in the future, and that kind of pain could even make a good man cease to exist. "What is it?" As if he felt what Xue Lin was about to say, Bu Jingyun felt his body tremble. "Kong Ci has only treated you as an elder brother from the beginning to the end." Xue Lin finally said these words. He looked at Bu Jingyun's face twisted in pain and didn't know what to say. He also had He had a passionate love and knew the deep pain deeply. But he was luckier than Bu Jingyun in that the person he loved separated from him only because they had seen more things and were no longer young. That¡¯s all. "I want to hear her tell me with my own lips." Bu Jingyun knew that Xue Lin would not lie to him, but he still wanted to hear this with his own lips, which might completely close his mind. "Jingyun" Xue Lin didn't know what to say. "Brother, I understand, I just want to hear what she has to say in person." Bu Jingyun looked bitter, but his tone was firm. "Okay!" Xue Lin didn't say anything more. This young man who had been lonely all his life had already suffered too much pain, and there would be more pain in his future. He would be reborn in nirvana amidst the pain again and again. Become stronger, become more powerful, this is Bu Jingyun, the god of death who does not cry. Xue Lin didn't know what Bu Jingyun said to Kong Ci. He just felt that when he saw Bu Jingyun again, his expression became colder, and there was no longer any emotion on his face. He completely transformed into a god of death. Gods are supposed to give up love and love, and the god of death will forget life and death. Arriving at the roof of Fengyun Pavilion again, Xue Lin handed Bu Jingyun a Jar of strong wine, he took a sip from the jar first. The strong wine was like fire. The heat made him feel like he was in a hot pot, and all the energy and blood in his body boiled. "Here comes the sword." Xue Lin let out a long laugh, and pointed his right hand towards the tree in front. A broken branch that fell under the tree fell into his hand. He stretched out his figure, and his superb sword skills were already displayed. His figure was like a floating cloud. , misty and uncertain, the sword's power is extremely powerful, mysterious and unpredictable. "Jingyun, come on, follow me to the last match." Xue Lin shoutedWith a sound, he lifted up Fengshen's legs and struck Bu Jingyun vertically. When Bu Jingyun saw Xue Lin's appearance, he did not dodge. He alternated his right hands and used an overwhelming move. This palm was merciless. With one palm, it was a real overwhelming force. The power of the palm was unimaginable. The palm technique used by the young man in front of him. Faced with this terrifying palm move that seemed to open up the world, Xue Lin did not dodge. He straightened his body and used the heavy rain and wind in the wind god's legs. In an instant, Xue Lin raised eighteen legs and attacked Bu. The shocking palm gestures. "Peng", the two collided, the overwhelming palm and the torrential wind's legs, each of Xue Lin's legs was extremely fast, but each of Bu Jingyun's palms changed strangely. The two most powerful moves intersected, but there was no winner. Although Xue Lin's leg attack hit several large acupoints on Bu Jingyun's body, they were all offset by Bu Jingyun's pre-arranged internal energy, and he was only slightly affected. These were just minor injuries that could be healed in a moment, and Bu Jingyun's Cloud-Dispelling Palm made a palm print directly from Xue Lin's chest, but it was unable to break Xue Lin's protective energy. "It's great." Xue Lin laughed and stopped attacking with the Wind God Leg. Although his Wind God Leg was a bit hot, it couldn't compare with Bu Jingyun's Cloud Expelling Palm. The bamboo branch in his hand made a "crack" sound. It was obviously a dead branch of a tree, but it actually made the sound of a metal weapon. He attacked Bu Jingyun with an unpredictable Xuan Ni sword technique. This sword had the most changes among the Xuan Ni sword techniques. The sword style is a rare sword technique that strikes first. Although it is only one move, it has three subsequent changes. Each change is a wonderful move that is difficult to find in the world. But Bu Jingyun was not in a hurry. His swordsmanship was equally excellent, and he was even more careful about the changes in his moves. He did not give Xue Lin a chance to show off again. He simply and directly made a cloud of disaster fall from the sky, just like the changes in the clouds. , several blasts of air rang out all around, and smoke and dust blew up all over the sky, surrounding the surroundings in a world of clouds and mist. Bu Jingyun hid in the clouds and mist, waiting for the next move. Seeing that his eyes were fascinated, Xue Lin also smiled. This trick might be useful to others, but it would only have a small impact on himself. Closing his eyes, his breathing returned to peace, a state of no thought, and his spirit spread across the void. He could clearly feel that Bu Jingyun was shuttled through the clouds and mist, and his ever-changing movements allowed him to arrive in his best posture at any time. , once it appears, it will be a thunder strike. Xue Lin did not give Bu Jingyun this chance. Although his eyes were closed tightly, his hands and feet were not slow at all. He used the Qinggong of Fengshen's legs and came to the middle of the clouds and mist in one breath. He made a sword with a dead branch in his hand and drew an arc. The sky's sword light burst out, the sword energy was raging, and Bu Jingyun had no chance of hiding anymore. "Good swordsmanship." Bu Jingyun cheered. Ordinary people are confused and often panic and lose everything. However, Xue Lin not only was not affected, but also used the best response in the shortest time. This method not only compromised Jingyun's weakness in subsequent moves, but also completely eliminated the previous disadvantage. But Bu Jingyun is the protagonist in the storm after all. In terms of talent, he is no less talented than Xue Lin who has systematic help. Under the threat of the sword light in the sky, he not only refused to retreat, but ran straight into the sword net. Among them, his figure flashed a few times, and not only escaped from the sword net, but also directly attacked Xue Lin with his cloud-dispelling palm. The best defense is to attack, and Bu Jingyun has never been a person who plays his cards according to common sense.