Her long hair was draped messily on her shoulders, covering Ye Chen's face. Looking at the endless flow of people around him, he couldn't help but smacked his lips. Ye Chen, who had not left Ye Mansion for three years, could not have imagined that Luoxia City has developed to what it is now.
In such a prosperous situation, there were constant shouts and shouts from all around.
Wearing an ordinary black robe with a sword tied behind his back, Ye Chen's eyes kept darting around.
"Boy, you really want to sell this sword!" Huo Qilin's voice slowly sounded in Ye Chen's ears. Ye Chen shrugged helplessly, rubbed his forehead, and said bitterly: "To win over the Ye family, you must have certain abilities.
In terms of material things, now I am afraid that the only things that are valuable in my body are these two swords!"
The swords of those who are strong in the Qi Martial Realm are naturally extraordinary. Ye Chen is also deeply afraid of being discovered by others, thus causing unnecessary trouble. After careful consideration, Ye Chen decided to sell the two swords that he had just taken away from others, lest they be recognized, and deliberately
After dressing up, I jumped out of Ye's house.
As one of the major families in Luoxia City, the Ye family relied on the city in front of them. Ye Chen lowered his head and shuttled among the crowds, heading directly towards the largest sword pavilion in the city. As one of the few in Luoxia City, the Ye family
The small sword pavilion used to have a constant flow of people, but today it is deserted.
Stopping and looking at the magnificent Li Family Pavilion, Ye Chen couldn't help but reveal a smile. Li Tian was the master of this sword pavilion at the beginning, but he died tragically at the hands of the young man from the Liu family. Ye Chen vaguely remembered that he was still in Li Tianhuai's home.
Found several gold ingots and a key.
"Li Shiyue, it's your blessing that I have taken a liking to your sword and weapon pavilion. Even if your damn father is here, he wouldn't dare to say anything!" An extremely arrogant voice suddenly came from the sword and weapon pavilion,
Passers-by stood on tiptoes to watch, but when they saw the figures in the pavilion, they all shook their heads and left.
Immediately, a low cry followed, and the figures in the attic flashed, and their true energy could not help but leak out, stirring up the dust around them.
Ye Chen frowned and planned to go around. He was not a nosy person to begin with, but now he had too many things to do, and he was not willing to ask for trouble.
"Luo Liu, no!" A mournful cry sounded like an oriole weeping blood, and the figure paused. Ye Chen suddenly raised his head, jumped into the attic, and his eyes suddenly fell on a beautiful figure in the field.
The snow-white dress was stained red with blood, and there were corpses everywhere.
Waves of pungent smell hit his face. Several big men in long robes surrounded the beautiful figure in the center. The warriors guarding the Sword Pavilion around them were constantly fighting with those big men. Looking at the beautiful figure, Ye Chen
It's hard to look away anymore, pictures from the past flood into my mind.
"Hey, why are you covered in scars? Have bad people bullied you?"
"This is my dad's healing medicine. Let me apply it for you! It hurts a little!"
"You have to heal your wounds well so that you won't be bullied by those bad people in the future!"
After three years of bloodline awakening, it was common for people to be bullied by their direct descendants. The most serious incident was when Ye Tian and his direct descendants dragged him out of the Ye Mansion and beat him severely. At that time, it was snowing heavily, and Ye Chen, who was seriously injured, fell powerless.
In the heavy snow, it was at that time that a girl saved herself.
However, after that day, Ye Chen could no longer find any news about the girl. Even though she killed countless people, the girl still remembered her life-saving grace.
The innocent face in the memory disappeared, replaced by a haggard and beautiful face.
The clear eyes were filled with despair and hatred. An old woman's body fell weakly into the girl's arms. The girl's figure became swaying under the impact of the continuously flowing infuriating energy, just like in the sea.
A lonely boat, it seems like it will collapse at any time.
Immediately, Ye Chen's eyes turned to the young man in the center of the crowd, who looked like stars over the moon. His face was full of arrogance, and he looked at the girl indifferently.
"Why, mother, please don't sleep. We have to wait for Daddy to come back. Daddy will protect us!" The hoarse voice slowly floated out of the girl's mouth, unable to cover up the sadness and despair in the girl's heart, as she swayed crazily.
holding an old woman in her arms.
However, what responded to the girl was the old woman's cold body and the hot liquid gushing out from her neck.
The surrounding shouts were in sharp contrast to the girl's cries, but the young man's expression did not change at all, and he still said indifferently: "Sword Artifact Pavilion belongs to our Luo family gang from now on, kill without mercy, no matter what."
Stay alive!"
Life is no longer life in the eyes of young people. The two big men around them sneered several times and slapped their palms. The billowing energy surged out of the body like a tide. The figure suddenly rushed towards the girl, who also surged out.
With a burst of energy, he immediately jumped back holding the old woman's body.
The small figure easily avoided the palms of the two big men, and sweat dripped down her pale face, soaking the girl's body.
Panting constantly, staring at the young man with hateful eyes, he roared: "Luo Liu, even if I die, I will turn into a ghost and haunt you day and night. The dead souls of my Li family will curse you."
For life! You murderer, you beast!"
The girl's voice was extremely cold, and her slightly childish voice revealed cold murderous intent.
The young man named Luo Liu frowned slightly, then sneered, stepped forward, and swept towards the girl like an arrow from a string, and suddenly slapped forward a few times.
The guards fighting around him abandoned their opponents and rushed toward Luo Liu crazily, cutting off Luo Liu's path.
After all, the guards were only at the fifth level of martial arts, so how could they withstand Luo Liu's fierce offensive? The figures fell towards the original path, and with a flick of their sleeves, after getting rid of several guards, Luo Liu slowly walked forward.
With every step he took, Luo Liu's aura grew stronger.
"Little girl, if you want to become a ghost and pester me, I will give you this opportunity!" A sneer appeared at the corner of Luo Liu's mouth, and he slowly raised his right hand. The green energy slowly emerged from his right hand, and the air
It was constantly being compressed by the true energy, making a hissing and explosive sound.
"No!" The surrounding guards roared, with ferocious faces and red eyes, and they rushed towards the young man crazily.
Luo Liu shook his head with disdain, and the big men around him sneered. He pulled out his giant sword to stop the guards. He looked around at the angry faces. A trace of pride flashed in the young man's eyes. Every time he killed someone, he looked at those guards.
The angry faces made him feel unusually excited.
"If you strike with this palm, I will definitely cut you into pieces!" A cold voice slowly sounded in the attic, and then spread lightly, exploding in everyone's ears like thunder in the nine heavens.
Everyone could not help but shudder!
Luo Liu's face changed slightly. In that voice, he actually felt a feeling of palpitations. The contemptuous tone in the words made Luo Liu sneer several times and slowly raised his right arm. However, the next moment, his right arm
The arm fell down again.
The wind whistled, followed closely by Luo Liu's indifferent voice: "No one can stop the person I want to kill!"
A sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly resounded in the attic. Immediately, a black shadow suddenly passed over several big men and shot towards Na Luo Liu. The air where the black shadow passed shook. Luo Liu snorted coldly.
, waved his sleeves, took a step back, turned his palms into fists, and swept towards the black shadow with terrifying energy.
There was a sound like a metal collision, and Luo Liu's figure took a few steps back. The long sleeve on his right arm turned into broken steps and fell down. Blood dripped from his fingertips, and he looked at the black figure with shock in his eyes.
The black shadow was also repulsed, and finally flew around in mid-air and stuck heavily on the hard ground.
It was just an ordinary giant sword, with blood-red liquid still dripping from the sword.
"You deserve to die, you really deserve to die!" A cold voice floated slowly, like a cold wind in winter, making everyone shiver.
Gazes with different emotions all looked towards the attic door at the same time, where a thin figure slowly emerged. Immediately, a young man in black robe suddenly appeared in everyone's sight. The young man's cold eyes made people...
Everyone felt like they were in an ice cellar, and couldn't help but shiver again.