The curtain in front of the sedan was opened, and a young man without legs sat inside.
Qingqing was dressed in white and frowned: "I said it was an accident, you won't believe it."
Su Yang said: "Don't you want to explain?"
Wuqing sighed: "I really can't explain it. It seems like I deliberately killed the last fairy boy who took his life."
Su Yang thought for a while and said with a smile: "Then I just believe it was an accident."
"Do you really believe that?"
Su Yang said: "The reason why accidents are called accidents is because they happen suddenly and there is no explanation. If your explanation is reasonable, then it is not an accident."
"The life-killing fairy boy's martial arts are not very high. Even if there is one left, it won't be a big deal. His master is dead. He must not dare to show his face again in the world in the future." Qing Qing said.
A rough voice sounded from the side: "If you don't have high martial arts, you may not be able to succeed. But we have no time to find out where the remaining immortal boys are!"
Several figures appeared on the cliff. After no rocks rolled down, Huang Tianxing and others also climbed up the cliff.
"Yes, since the four demons can allocate manpower to intercept us, it means that Beicheng is in danger, and maybe it is completely under their control." Qingqing said.
Huang Tianxing stood on the cliff and looked towards the north city, saying: "Go down the mountain from here and walk not long before you can reach Wuyang City."
And Su Yang has been thinking about the scene just now and the content of the original plot.
On the one hand, if the original plot is followed, there is almost no danger in the whole thing up to this point. What is left is nothing more than a fire fight, a few people die, and the old routine of good triumphing over evil in the end.
But Su Yang has a feeling that there should be an invisible dark line in the dungeon. The so-called rescue of Beicheng is just a content attached to the water surface. The dark line under the water that echoes the rescue line seems to be the real plot of this dungeon.
.
The appearance of the Demon Fairy gave this vague dark line a clear possibility, but with his death, it became even more confusing.
The familiar voice of the Demon Fairy? The disappearing life-threatening fairy boy? The Medicine Man?
"Get ready to hit the road." Ji Yaohua walked up to Su Yang at some point. After she saw clearly what Su Yang was doing, she frowned and said, "He is already dead, what are you doing?"
Su Yang searched the bodies of the three dead fairy boys one by one. He was touching Lei Xiaoqu's body and waved his hand to signal her not to disturb him.
Ji Yaohua glared at Su Yang in disgust, and said subconsciously: "I haven't noticed that you are so perverted before, so stay away from me in the future!"
Su Yang said calmly: "Now you finally know what I'm here for, right?"
What am I here for?
Even I don't know the answer to this question, I have to let Ji Yaohua tell me.
As a medicine man before, I must have some key secrets involving the plot, but I knew nothing about these secrets, but I couldn't let Ji Yaohua or others know that I knew nothing. If Ji Yaohua knew something about it,
, they will inevitably judge what they should do based on the hidden facts that happened before, and then give an answer.
Following this answer, you may be able to deduce the secrets, or at least make a comparison for your own guessing and reasoning.
Ji Yaohua was silent for a moment and said: "You are not the one who killed the Demon Immortal."
"But you should be able to see that if I don't want him to die, he may not die." Su Yang smiled.
This was a lie, I really didn't want him to die, but he was really looking for death, and he actually took the initiative to throw himself at the ruthless sedan, and he jumped so fast.
When a person seeking death faces a murderous master, no one can save him.
"Whether you really want to kill Lei Xiaoqu or not, I still think I should kill you." Ji Yaohua frowned.
"It's a pity that you have no chance." Su Yang pointed forward: "In front is Wuyang City. After entering the city, you don't need to hide anything anymore."
Immediately in front of them was Huang Tianxing, and in the sedan behind them was Qingqing. At this time, Ji Yaohua could not take action.
"There's no need to hide it, it doesn't mean you can't kill. Killing depends on martial arts, and I won't give you another chance to control me." Ji Yaohua said.
"There must be a reason to kill someone." Su Yang said, "Is there any point in killing me again then?"
Ji Yaohua suddenly sighed and said: "Actually, based on our relationship, you really should come to help me. I treat you differently from them."
"I treat you differently from them." Su Yang said: "At least I have killed the demon god and the demon fairy."
"I should believe you, but you give me a very dangerous feeling." Ji Yaohua said.
"Why?" Su Yang asked.
"A woman's intuition." Ji Yaohua smiled sweetly and said, "A woman's intuition is unreasonable."
"And it's very accurate." Su Yang said.
"So..." Ji Yaohua sighed regretfully: "If I have a chance, I will still kill you."
She looked at Su Yang with regret and reluctance in her eyes.
But more importantly, it is the determination to kill.
At this moment, Su Yang felt two completely different emotions from Ji Yaohua.
Killing and gentle.
It is not the tenderness that kills, nor the tenderness that kills, but two emotions that exist at the same time but never intersect.
Symbiosis, the same sincerity, but no contradiction.
Su Yang could hardly help but ask, what happened between us.
But looking into Ji Yaohua's eyes, Su Yang suddenly felt that there was no need to ask anymore.
Maybe, the next time two people fight, only one will survive, and the other will leave this world forever with some secrets.
Su Yang even suddenly had a feeling that maybe Ji Yaohua, like himself, had guessed what the other party was thinking.
Night wind, wild wind.
There is a bonfire on the hillside, with a bright moon above the head and few stars, and crisp pines and cypresses beside it.
Dozens of miles away, at the foot of the mountain in the distance, the outline of the North City can be vaguely seen.
A faint sound of the flute sounded like weeping.
The song ends again.
Qi Hongju sat alone on a big blue stone, looking up at the moon, holding a flute in her hand, wondering what was on her mind.
A tear slipped down her face.
Her brother died and her husband died, five people traveled together, and now she is alone. Perhaps these tears are a kind of memorial, a memorial to the father-like care and love, a memorial to the man who had made her unhappy for many years but was still willing to protect her.
Husband, pay homage to the four girls who grew up with her.
But the tears were wiped away in the blink of an eye, and just a moment later, she turned into the fiery little Tianshan Yan again.
When people are in the arena, being strong is often not a choice, but a last resort.
Maybe at Huang Tianxing's age, he can really look down on bitterness and sweetness, but how many people in the world can survive until then?
The smell of barbecue wafted in the wind, and the flames licked the slightly browned wild boar, making a sizzling sound. Drops of light yellow animal oil fell into the fire, giving off a smell that made people move their index fingers.
Kuang Wuji shot a wild boar and was grilling meat. Perhaps the most relaxed person among this group of people is Kuang Wuji, who is bound to lose every time he fights. If a person can fail all the time, but never cares about continuing to look for failure, then very few things can be done.
Make this person unhappy.
He was very focused on the barbecue, as if nothing could distract him except the wild boar on the grill.
This is a very simple person.
A person worthy of envy.
The meat was already roasted. Kuang Wuji cut off a large piece and wrapped Huang Tianxing in oil paper, saying, "Brother, please eat some. After eating, we have the strength to go down and kill."
Huang Tianxing looked down the mountain and said to himself: "I still remember that on the eighth day of August ten years ago, Lan Jingtian, the old leader of the West Town, and Wu Gangzhong, the old leader of the Nanzhai Village, and I came here to visit Zhou Fengchun, the old leader of the North City.
After drinking, I came here to admire the moon, discussing the rivers and lakes, how high-spirited... Now Lan Jingtian
, Wu Gangzhong, and Zhou Fengchun passed away successively, but I am still wallowing in the rivers and lakes until I am covered in mud. Now I am revisiting my old place. Thinking about the fighting over the years, I feel that it is really boring. Xiao Kuang, if you are nothing
Well, when you get back, you can take over my position as the castle master."
Kuang Wuji didn't shed tears of gratitude, nor did he refuse with any righteousness. He just smiled and said: "Brother, why do you want to do this? I may not be able to survive for a few days."
Su Yang squatted aside and said: "Why did the old castle master suddenly become desolate? Could it be that he listened to Miss Qi's flute and was sad that his old friend was leaving?"
"At my age, if I still feel sad, that's not bad." Huang Tianxing shook his head and smiled: "I just want to walk around and see. When I was twenty years old, my biggest wish was to buy a boat and go to sea.
Go deep into the desert and see the legendary overseas fairy mountains and desert mirages.
Hua Nongren, ever since he took over the position of Lord of the Castle, he stepped into the mud pit of the rivers and lakes and has never been able to get out. Now that I am older, I think of those unfulfilled wishes when I was young, and I feel very emotional. Taking advantage of this
It is also a joy to be able to move my old bones and get rid of my long-cherished wish."
Su Yang couldn't help but feel a little confused. What was his ideal when he was twenty years old? Have those things he once thought were his lifelong pursuits now realized? Can he even remember them?
Seeing that Su Yang was silent, Huang Tianxing patted his shoulder heavily and said with a smile: "Young man, this world belongs to you. Don't let my old man's old age affect your mood. Old man, I have finished reading.
You’ve taken it lightly, but you’ve only just entered the arena, and there’s still a long way to go.”
"The old castle master said it thoroughly." Su Yang also said with a smile: "It is said that it was difficult to find water in the sea, but I haven't experienced the sea yet, so why don't you think it's water?"
While he was talking, a horse suddenly neighed from the mountainside, and in a moment it rushed to the top of the mountain, fast and urgent!
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This volume is coming to an end, but the next few chapters are what I really want to write about, and they are what I think are truly exciting.
This volume is about memories. Starting from this volume, Su Yang finally has some accumulation that can be kept in his heart.
By the way, homosexuality has been rampant among book club groups recently~~I’m so immodest~~This is serious documentary literature~~
I asked the store next door if all the soap was sold out.
