"If we have different paths, we can't conspire against each other, right?"
Chen Yang's immersion in the original owner's memories and emotions was interrupted by a word with a cold tone.
He still kept his back to everyone, his ears twitched slightly, and he recognized what Yang Wen, the little gun god, was saying.
"Okay, let's just say goodbye then."
As soon as Yang Wen pulled Li Guangping, he kicked open the door of the ruined temple and walked away into the wind and rain, regardless of the obstruction of the ground-shaking boxing champion Chao and the knife Li Guorui.
The cold wind carried the cold rain and rushed in through the open door. Even though everyone had martial arts skills, they still shivered violently.
Unfortunately, no one moved to close the door of the ruined temple.
A heavy and depressing atmosphere shrouded the ruined temple, and even the miserable wind and rain could not dissipate it.
"How did it end up like this?"
Li Guorui spoke slowly.
His sword can split rocks and open mountains, but his mind is the most hesitant among everyone.
"Why is this so?"
Xiaodao Li Guorui kept mumbling.
"snort!"
Xie Sanshao returned the sword to its sheath and sneered: "Today, they can point their swords at innocent demons for the sake of power;
Tomorrow, they can kill innocent people with swords for the sake of the powerful."
"Of course!"
In the ruined temple, silence returned.
It's not that they don't know that Mr. Xie is right, it's just that friends who have been grudges along the way, parting ways just because of a demon and a female ghost still make them feel deeply that it's not worth it.
People are different.
Some people regard ideals and justice as bigger than the sky;
Some people regard their position as the truth.
This is the difference.
Even the remaining five people present had different thoughts at this moment.
Everyone knows it in their mind.
After today's test, they may have to go their separate ways.
But they did not declare it to their mouths after all. Instead, Youmu Wanqiu sighed, walked forward and closed the temple door.
The remaining five people sat together and stayed warm by the bonfire lit with wood split from the desk.
The warmth dispelled a lot of the chill in their hearts, and the atmosphere seemed to be harmonious.
At this time, Mu Wanqiu and the others remembered that they had suddenly forgotten about Chen Yang.
There is actually another person inside the ruined temple.
"this......"
Mu Wanqiu thought about it and used the title "Sir".
"...Sir, if you don't mind, why don't you come over and warm up by the fire together?"
The four of them, Wang Chao, Li Guorui, Wang Huzi and Xie Sanshao, raised their eyebrows and looked at Chen Yang's back solemnly.
In the past, the female ghost Min Min regarded them as if they were nothing, but when she came to visit, she was more indignant and arguing about right and wrong. To say she was afraid of them, she was not afraid at all.
But towards this humble young beggar, Minmin's attitude was indeed solemn and respectful, and she did not dare to offend him.
"In the deserted mountain temple, have you met an expert in the game world?"
Mu Wanqiu and others all had this idea in mind.
"There's no need to warm up over the fire."
Chen Yang sighed and refused directly.
But after he finished speaking, he turned around, sat up, and faced Mu Wanqiu and others.
"Huh?"
Mu Wanqiu and the others looked at Chen Yang's face in surprise, forgetting to say anything.
Before, I could barely tell that he was a beggar, and he looked young.
At this time, the bonfire was raging and the temple was brightly lit. They could clearly tell that Chen Yang was extremely young and had delicate features. She did not look like a beggar with skin that could be exposed to the sun, but rather like a young lady from a wealthy family who never leaves home.