Chapter 1722

He raised the wine pot he was carrying,

"I know you are addicted to wine; you must have been stifled after not being able to drink for so many days."

Li Xunhuan smiled slightly without committing himself:

"Brother knows me well."

His gaze, however, always remained on the wine pot in Long Xiaoyun's hand.

Long Xiaoyun's gaze flickered upon seeing this.

He took out two wine cups, filled them with wine, and raised his cup in a toast:

"Xunhuan, you've worked hard these days, I'll toast you first."

According to Long Xiaoyun's thinking, Li Xunhuan, who hadn't had wine to drink for many days, would surely be impatient to drink it when he saw wine in front of him.

However, what surprised him was that Li Xunhuan only reached out and turned the wine cup, letting the wine in the cup sway slightly.

Long Xiaoyun immediately had a bad premonition in his heart.

He feigned confusion and asked:

"Xunhuan, what's wrong? Could it be that this wine doesn't suit your taste?"

Li Xunhuan felt a slight pain in his heart and said in a deep voice:

"The wine is poisoned, so how could it suit my taste? Brother, do you still want to kill me?"

Long Xiaoyun was startled upon hearing this, his face immediately sank, and he said in a deep voice:

"Xunhuan, what do you mean by that?"

Li Xunhuan glanced at Bai Xiaosheng, who was holding a judge pen on the side, maintaining a posture ready to strike at any time.

He said mockingly:

"Brother, you and Bai Xiaosheng are the Plum Blossom Thief, right?"

"Xunhuan is joking..."

Long Xiaoyun naturally couldn't just admit it like that.

He exchanged a hidden look with Bai Xiaosheng, and saw intense killing intent in it.

If before it was just to settle grievances that he wanted to kill Li Xunhuan,

now that his identity had been exposed by Li Xunhuan, he had to nail him down under the premise of being the Plum Blossom Thief so he could never open his mouth again.

Long Xiaoyun sighed and said:

"Xunhuan, why did you have to come back? Coming back is one thing, but why did you also bring Gu Hanyuan?"

Previously, Long Xiaoyun was full of greed when he traded with Gu Hanyuan for benefits.

However, after a few days, he began to harbor resentment again.

Especially after seeing Li Xunhuan, he couldn't help but feel a few more regrets in his heart.

After all, the conflict between the two was precisely caused by Lin Shiyin.

Li Xunhuan smiled lostly:

"How could Young Master Gu be someone I could bring..."

He looked at Long Xiaoyun's regretful eyes, and suddenly realized something, his words paused.

His eyes carried a trace of pain, and his voice trembled slightly as he said:

"Shiyin and Young Master Gu..."

Li Xunhuan's mood was also complex at this moment.

Although he decided to entrust Lin Shiyin to Gu Hanyuan, he was still struck by the realization from Long Xiaoyun that the two might have already happened.

However, if Long Xiaoyun hadn't insisted on harming him, it might not have reached the current situation.

Killing intent gradually brewed in Li Xunhuan's heart.

A long silence.

Bai Xiaosheng suddenly reminded:

"Fourth Master Long, there isn't much time left."

Long Xiaoyun sighed and said:

"Xunhuan, don't blame Brother."

With that, he pulled at his waist, and a soft sword with cold light was drawn from his belt.

This was the weapon Long Xiaoyun felt was most suitable for him after learning the "Innate Sunflower Divine Art."

The soft sword hidden in the belt was already impossible to guard against, and it fit his vicious and despicable personality even more.

However, the unexpected sword strike failed to achieve success.

Long Xiaoyun exclaimed:

"Your acupoints have been unsealed!"

Li Xunhuan, who dodged Long Xiaoyun's soft sword, stood tall and drank coldly:

"Brother, if you are willing to retreat now, I don't want to make things difficult for you."

Regardless of how things were back then regarding Lin Shiyin, Long Xiaoyun had ultimately saved Li Xunhuan's life.

Therefore, Li Xunhuan decided to give Long Xiaoyun one last chance.

However, at this point, even if Long Xiaoyun was willing to stop, Bai Xiaosheng wouldn't agree.

He shouted loudly:

"Fourth Master Long, the arrow is on the string and must be fired. Master Tiedi!"

A figure broke in from outside the door, and a fine steel iron flute stabbed fiercely towards Li Xunhuan.

The person who came was Master Tiedi, whose eyes were blood-red.

He roared with full hatred:

"Li Xunhuan, die!"

Long Xiaoyun and Bai Xiaosheng also struck at the same time.

Li Xunhuan immediately fell into the siege of the three.

Bai Xiaosheng and Master Tiedi, both Grandmasters, were the main attackers.

Although Li Xunhuan's lightness skill was exquisite, his martial arts in terms of fists and kicks could only be considered average.

In this narrow prison cell, he couldn't display his lightness skill, and he immediately began to struggle.

However, the one who posed a greater threat was actually Long Xiaoyun, whose cultivation was only Innate.

Long Xiaoyun had learned the "Innate Sunflower Divine Art"; although his aptitude was limited and his cultivation time was short, his sword speed was several times faster than his cultivation at his current realm.

Coupled with the fact that Long Xiaoyun's sword moves were already vicious and ruthless, and every move was fatal, Li Xunhuan was forced into a precarious situation.

Another extremely fast sword strike was issued from the already strange soft sword, and the target was Li Xunhuan's throat.

At the line of life and death, Li Xunhuan said in a low, sorrowful voice:

"Brother, sorry."

As he said this, he wiped his waist, and a flying dagger with cold light that tore through the air pierced Long Xiaoyun's throat.

A flash of relief crossed Long Xiaoyun's eyes; the grievances between him and Li Xunhuan finally had a result.

Immediately after, the divine light in Long Xiaoyun's eyes dissipated, and he died on the spot.