Sitting in the cave and watching the flying snow, it is as if a thin curtain has been hung.
Xu Xianggan, carrying fish on a straw rope, comes carrying snow.
"Senior Sister Zhao..." He said in a low voice, somewhat sadly, "I want... to leave for a while."
Zhao Wuyan glanced at him calmly and said: "Okay."
This Tianbei Snow Ridge suppresses all magical channels, is cold and lonely, and cuts the soul with a frost knife. It is indeed a miserable place.
It is reasonable for Xu Xiangqian to want to leave because he couldn't bear it.
Just don't have to act like a child.
Is this worth shedding tears?
Xu Xiangqian had the intention to throw himself into Senior Sister Zhao's arms to get some warmth back, but when he saw Zhao's faceless eyes, he didn't dare to make a mistake.
He lowered his head and walked in: "I'll cook this fish for senior sister first."
Zhao Wuyan originally said "no need", but he felt that there was no need to say it.
The road is long and some entanglements are unnecessary.
Just looking at the tearful Zishu, she couldn't help but sigh: "I thought it was such a big deal, he just went his own way, why are you crying?"
"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo of of of of call thing and thing." Zishu's cries that had stopped suddenly amplified again. He dove into Zhao Wuyan's arms and sobbed, "Something happened to Jiang Qingyang in the demon world!"
Zhao Wuyan was stunned for a moment, and then he realized the reason why Xu Xiangqian and Zishu were sad.
She knew that Zishu's love for Jiang Wang was not a relationship between men and women, but more of an admiration. Whether it was killing Ji Shaoqing at Tianya Terrace or winning the championship at Guanhe Terrace, she and Zishu were both present. Jiang Wang like that was indeed dazzling. Even she They all have a bit of admiration, not to mention Zishu, who has a pure mind?
The meteors that streaked across the sky when they were young always attracted boys and girls to stop and look up for a long time.
After hearing about the death of her idol, it's no wonder that this girl burst into tears.
On the other hand, Xu Xiangqian and Jiang Wang have always had a deep friendship. His sadness should not be described with just one fragile sentence.
Sighing softly in his heart, Zhao Wuyan stroked Nadeshiko Shu's long hair and said softly: "Jiang Wang is not the only one in ancient and modern times who has been jealous of talents. At least he has lived a brilliant life and has not wasted his life. What do you think?"
Zishu whimpered: "I would rather he spend his time in vain. Come with me to Longmen to spend his time in vain..."
Zhao Wuyan wanted to speak but stopped.
At this time, Xu Xiangqian had already walked out of the inner room and lowered his eyes: "Senior Sister Zhao, the fish is in the pot. Remember to drink the soup later."
"Where do you plan to go?" Zhao Wuyan thought for a while and finally asked.
Xu Xiangqian was a little surprised, and a little happy emerged from the sadness.
It should be noted that Senior Sister Zhao has not cared about him for a long time.
His pursuit has never stopped. From Crescent Island, he pestered him all the way to Guanhe Terrace, and then all the way west, asking for help all the way. Senior Sister Zhao's attitude had already relaxed, she smiled at him several times and made flirtatious glances at him several times.
But after Nao Shizi Donghuang said "Zi Kai Yuan Liu", Senior Sister Zhao seemed to be possessed by a demon again, focusing only on her cultivation. She completely ignored him.
He hates giving thanks!
Looks good but hates it!
"Something happened to Jiang Wang. I'll go to the demon world to see him and express my condolences." Xu Xiangqian spoke softly and immediately promised, "I will come back to accompany my senior sister!"
Zhao Wuyan said: "It's okay to go to the Demon Realm... The world is so vast, don't stick to a corner of the snow ridge."
Xu Xiangqian didn't seem to understand the deep meaning of these words, and only said: "I know that my senior sister cares about me, and I also know that going to the demon world is full of dangers. It is difficult for a talent like me not to be jealous of others, and I will definitely be targeted by the demon clan. This is what happened to Jiang Wang... But as a member of the Shuangjiao of Qian Mashan, I can't help but take a look. Don't worry, senior sister, I will take care of myself and come back alive to see you!"
Zhao Wuyan was speechless for a moment.
Xu Xiangqian took out another quite thick book from his arms and handed it to Zhao Wuyan without any explanation: "We are going to the demon world, and we are far away. I don't know when I will see you again. If you miss me, senior sister, please read me." Poetry!"
There were four big characters on the booklet - "Collection of Shenxiu Poems".
Zhao Wuyan was so shocked that he almost slapped him back on the spot. But he thought that the demon world is indeed a very dangerous place... so he endured it.
Sin, sin, sin, when I read poetry, I usually read the works of Lord Shanzhu or Mr. Chen Pu...
Holding a poetry collection of Xu Gao'e's level in her hand, even though she had a pure heart according to Wuyan Dao, she still had a lingering sense of shame.
Senior Sister Jianzhao shyly accepted it, Xu Xiangqian nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand: "Wait until I come back!"
He turned around resolutely and walked down the mountain bravely.
Long Chuan, Jiang Wang, Yan Fu, and Zi Shu all bought this painstaking work. Senior Sister Zhao wanted to buy it but was too embarrassed to do so. Being considerate of herself, of course she gave me a copy without leaving any trace.
It is the latest, most complete, most attentive, and well-written edition!
Zishu curled up in Zhao Wuyan's arms, turned to look at Xu Xiangqian's back, which was far away, and said with tears in his eyes: "Senior sister, I..."
Zhao Wuyan held her down gently: "You are not allowed to go."
Zishu said nothing and turned his head back.
Saying "take care" is too shallow, saying "goodbye" is too deep, nothing else is appropriate.
Zhao Wuyan weighed the weighty collection of poems in his hand and was about to throw it into the storage box, but in the end he was curious about "how bad the poems can be", so he turned a page from the back.
This page contains a new poem written by Xu Xiangqian just today——
"Thinking of Qingyang on the Snowy Ridge of Sky Monument"
It's cold. It's cold. My heart is cold. It's cold. It's so cold.
I want to write a poem in memory of my dear friend, but I feel so sad that I cannot explain it.
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In the small courtyard in the north of Moyun City.
A bloody fight came to an end.
Chai Asi leaned against the wall tiredly, leaning on the iron sword, and for a while he could only breathe.
It's the same set of secret swordsmanship, and he is very familiar with the moves.
Under the guidance of the Ancient God Venerable, he easily killed Yuan Yong, who was at the Double Red Stick level of the Flower and Fruit Society, with just three moves.
And with the ancient god venerable watching the whole process.
He and Yuan Yong's two men were killed inextricably and narrowly escaped death...
“Performing well.”
The praises of the ancient god resounded in his mind.
Chai Asi suddenly became energetic.
He knew that his performance in the fight just now was not very good, but when he asked himself, he did try his best.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He grinned and said, "It's all because of the wise teachings of the Supreme Being."
"Have you ever thought about what to do next?" the voice in the mirror asked.
Chai Asi was stunned for a moment and said, "Dispose of the body first."
"Then what?"
"Pack up your bed and run away." After killing Yuan Yong, Chai Asi obviously thought about this problem seriously. At this moment, he looked at the house where he had lived for many years, feeling quite reluctant to leave.
But a real man has a home all over the world, and with the ancient mirror in his hand, what can't he do in the world, and where can't he go?
The aftermath of Yuan Yong's incident is very difficult to deal with, so we won't do it and I will run away.
"Can you run away?" asked an ancient god named Jiang.
It has to be said that things like killing do have a huge impact on demon students.
Before the bloody fight, Chai Asi was still submissive and couldn't hit a single fart with eight sticks. After killing three monsters with his hands, he already had a hint of fierceness.
He replied seriously: "Sir, the little demon has thought about it. This Yuanyong came out to extort money, so he must not make a big show of it. He only brought two men with him, which also shows this point. In addition, the place where I live is very remote,
Maybe they didn't know that Yuan Yong came to my house, and no one thought that I could kill him. As long as the body is disposed of, there is still plenty of time to escape. I am not an important role, and no one will care about me when I leave the city empty-handed.
"
Observing words and emotions is his life experience, and it is also an essential survival ability for a little monster like him. In fact, he has a considerable understanding of the minds around him.
Yuan Yong is a very fierce and independent guy. He doesn't even recognize his relatives in Shuilian Hall and only cares about wealth. He disappeared suddenly for a few days and probably no one cared about him.
By the time the Shuiliantang real investigation came here, Chai Asi's shadow was gone.
What about the Huaguohui? What about the Moyun Yuan Family?
The demon world is so big, can it be plowed all over?
The voice in the mirror asked: "Then where are you going to escape?"
"Sea of Divine Fragrance Flowers!" Chai Asi said confidently: "The shop where I often go to sell medicine is a branch of the sea of Divine Fragrance Flowers. They do good business. I have already inquired about the situation there.
, I know the place very well. I ran over there anonymously, and it was determined to be calm! Maybe I can come back in ten or eight years."
The ancient god in the mirror was silent for a while...
The little dog demon is quite thoughtful and wants to run to the sea of fragrant flowers.
Wouldn’t that mean we are getting further and further away from the Civilization Basin?
Furthermore, if you regard "God's will" as a pool of water, if the surroundings of you Chai Asi are too calm, wouldn't the tiny ripples brought by me, an outsider, be too conspicuous?
"What about the leader of the Golden Balcony Fighting Club?" the voice in the mirror asked.
"Where's Spider Lanruo?" the voice in the mirror asked again.
"Where is your home?" the voice in the mirror continued to ask.
When the three questions of the soul came to an end, the excitement from just killing the demon disappeared in an instant.
Chai Asi's expression became frustrated, and the light in his eyes dimmed. He slowly lowered his head and beat his forehead slowly and hard: "But...but what should I do?"
"Don't be sad, don't be nervous. Think about it, is it irreversible?" The voice in the mirror was very patient: "For all eternity, no monster can escape the word fame and fortune. Whatever we do, we will
These two aspects need to be considered. Specifically in the case of Yuan Yong, it is a reason and a value."
First attack, then encourage. First make people confused, then show them the way out.
This is the wonderful method of preaching.
Why can the Inanimate Sect develop so quickly? It naturally has a grasp of people's hearts.
"Fame and fortune?" Chai Asi's eyes were confused: "Reason? Value?"
This dog demon is too stupid and naive, so the great ancient god can only follow the temptation: "You might as well ask yourself a few questions... Do you have a reason to kill Yuanyong? Do you have a reason for Huaguo to forgive you? Secondly,
What does the Huaguo Society need? Is it the monster Yuan Yong, or an incense master who is obedient and capable of fighting? Can you replace Yuan Yong's value?"
The great ancestor Emperor Wu of Qi once publicly stated the word "fame and wealth", and frankly used this word as an important tool to control people. There is a famous saying: "How difficult is it to drive away life and death? It is nothing more than chasing fame and fortune. I don't seek the world.
Heroes are loyal to me, but I hope that when the heroes of the world come to court, they can make the most of their fame and fortune!"
Regarding this point, there is also a more specific description in "The Biography of Qianjiao of Various Countries".
The Marquis of Wu'an in the Qi Dynasty was keen to learn, and of course he had read it in detail. At this time, with a little extension, it was called the little dog demon's enlightenment.
Chai Asi suddenly raised his head, obviously understanding: "I killed Yuan Yong, which means that I am better than him. As long as I sincerely surrender, I can replace Yuan Yong's value. This is 'profit', and it is
Big profits. I can also use some more money to open up relevant links as a supplement to the profits, which is for small profits."
"As for the name mentioned by the Lord..."
He frowned: "In addition to making money, Yuan Yong also blackmailed me privately, ruining the reputation of the Flower and Fruit Society, and should be punished. This is the reason for the Flower and Fruit Society, and this is its great name. Yuan Yong came to blackmail me.
, I was angry for a moment and killed him impulsively. This was my reason, also known as my nickname. However, is my reason not quite justified? Extorting a few five-baht king money is not a crime that will lead to death.
.Over there at the Flower and Fruit Club..."
The great ancient god said: "What if it's not enough for him to blackmail you, but he also insults you, beats you, and smashes your grandfather's spiritual tablet?"
Insults and beatings can indeed be considered, but...
Chai Asi said: "My grandfather has no spiritual place."
"Think again." The voice in the mirror said.
"Indeed, there is." Chai Asi finally remembered: "It is enshrined in the shrine!"
The voice in the mirror only said: "Remember to keep it old."
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When he stepped out of his small courtyard, Chai Asi was already different.
There was a broken iron bar hanging around his waist, his face was bruised and swollen, and there were several cuts on his body with fresh blood.
I have walked the road to Lao Yuan Tavern too many times.
Never before had he walked so confidently and naturally.
Although there was grief, anger, cowardice, and fear on his face - this was the expression he had adjusted for a long time in front of the Ancient God Mirror under the guidance of the Ancient God Venerable.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But in his heart, he is actually fearless.
With the support of the great ancient gods, even if the Demon King Inu Shou comes face to face, why should he be afraid of a battle?
With a sharp blade in his body, he has a murderous intention.
With a three-foot sword hanging on the waist, no matter how far you go from north to south or east to west, the common man will stop when he is angry!
The ancient god caressed my head, and three swords killed the ape brave. In the future, five swords will kill the demon king. It won't be a problem if I think about it.
Of course, the earnest teachings from the ancient gods still ring in my heart——
"Although no one can escape fame and fortune, there is another point that needs to be considered besides fame and fortune, and that is emotion. Is there anyone who will never be able to forgive you for Aru Yong's death?"
"What if there is?" Chai Asi asked in his mind.
"What is your sword for?" the ancient god asked.
Chai Asi thought seriously: "Probably not."
"That means you are less in trouble. I look forward to your next performance." The great ancient god cut off his voice.
Chai Asi dragged his blood-stained body, but walked faster and faster.
The monsters passing by looked at him in surprise, but no one came up to ask him what was wrong. In this city, no one regarded him as an important person, and of course no one wanted to get into trouble because of him.
Chai Asi just broke into the Old Ape Tavern covered in blood. Before rolling up his sleeves to see the monsters, he said eagerly: "I want to see the Fifth Master! About the money!"
The monster pig watching the scene laughed loudly.
Yuan Yong, nicknamed "Scar Master", and Yuan Laoxi, nicknamed "Fifth Master", are both the incense masters of the Water Curtain Hall of Huaguohui.
It's just that the former is in the prime of life, while the latter has entered a period of decline, so its influence is incomparable. Even the advantage of collecting case fees has been snatched away by Yuan Yong.
After Yuanyong got the job, he also wanted to make another fortune on his own. This matter could not be hidden from many monsters, and he also heard about it.
What made him laugh was that Chai Asi, a cowardly dog demon who could be bullied by anyone, did not dare to resist Yuan Yong. How dare he come to Lao Yuan Tavern to ask for the money that had already been paid?
"Hahahaha...uh!"
The pig Dali, who was so big and round-waisted, couldn't laugh anymore.
Before he could clearly see what was happening, the rusty iron sword was thrust into his mouth.
The taste of rust was astringent on the tip of his tongue. That bit of coldness could penetrate his throat at any time and break his neck!
The drinkers in the tavern were also quiet for a while.
Many of the little monsters here know Chai Asi, and they all know that this is a useless snack. Why did he suddenly turn into a cruel monster now?!
"I want to see the Fifth Master." Chai Asi ignored any monsters, only looked at Zhu Dali with eyes that suddenly became fierce, and repeated again.
Zhu Dali raised his hands high and did not dare to move. He only responded through his nose: "Yeah!"
Chai Asi slowly retracted his iron sword, signaled Zhu Zhu with his eyes to turn around vigorously, then pressed his iron sword against his lower back and followed him into the tavern.
As he passed the counter, he said coldly: "Give me a glass of wine."
The banshee, with her jade arms and neck covered with snow, standing gracefully behind the counter, is Yuan Laoxi's daughter, Yuan Xiaoqing, who occasionally comes to the tavern to help.
Her hand reached under the counter and she had just grabbed a boning knife when Chai Asi said this and gave her a cold glance.
Such a transformation!
Yuan Xiaoqing didn't react for a moment, so he nodded blankly.
This chapter has been completed!