Looking at Su Yurou in his arms, he slowly exhaled, and his heart finally fell to the ground. Now that Su Yurou had returned safely, he could finally go to Death City with peace of mind.
Early the next morning, Leng Xuan bid farewell to everyone and set off towards the Dead City. After half a day of walking, he suddenly noticed that not far away, thick smoke was billowing and fire was rising into the sky. Seeing this, he speeded up and rushed to the scene where the fire appeared.
place. Suddenly, I saw that a village had been engulfed by the sea of fire, and there were many villagers who had escaped from the sea of fire.
At this time, a slender man appeared in the sea of fire. The man carried two villagers and rescued them from the sea of fire. Looking at the man, for some reason, Leng Xuan felt familiar.
It felt like he had seen it somewhere before. However, he couldn't remember it for a while.
While thinking about it, the man below seemed to notice his presence and cast his gaze over. Looking at each other, Leng Xuan smiled kindly at the other person. The man did not say much, withdrew his gaze and began to look at the injured people.
The villagers were treated. Leng Xuan took a look and saw that the villagers were safe, so he did not stay long and started on the journey again.
However, not long after, he suddenly heard a sound piercing the air behind him. Looking back, he was surprised to find that there was a man following him, the same man he had just seen in the village. Seeing this, he slowed down
Speed up and wait for the man to catch up.
"Friend." Seeing the other party approaching, Leng Xuan cupped his hands and said hello.
"Is something wrong?" The other party's answer was simple.
"It's nothing, it's just that the journey is long. It would be best if someone is traveling with you." Leng Xuan said with a smile, "I wonder where my friend is going?"
"Zhuoyang City." The man spat out three words calmly. Leng Xuan said with a smile: "Then we are on the same road. If my friend doesn't mind, you might as well go with me." The man did not speak, just nodded lightly.
After a brief exchange, Leng Xuan learned that the other party was called Yu Wenbo, and he was a wandering ronin. However, Yu Wenbo didn't seem to like talking, so Leng Xuan took the initiative to ask questions every time. If Leng Xuan didn't speak,
, then he didn’t say a word.
Seeing that Yu Wenbo was not very interested in chatting, Leng Xuan simply stopped talking. However, his eyes always glanced at Yu Wenbo unconsciously, with a trace of doubt in his eyes. At this moment, the latter seemed to have noticed Leng Xuan's behavior,
He turned around and asked, "Is there any problem?"
Leng Xuan smiled slightly and said: "It's nothing, it's just...Brother Yuwen, are you sure we haven't met before?"
Yu Wenbo turned to look at him and asked with a smile: "Why do you ask that?"
Leng Xuan said: "I always feel like I have seen you somewhere."
Yu Wenbo said: "There are many people who look the same in the world. Maybe I am very similar to one of your friends, so you feel this way." After a pause, he continued: "I have rarely been born before, and there is no one in hell.
My friend, you must have recognized the wrong person."
"Maybe." Leng Xuan nodded. He had no doubts about Yu Wenbo's words. When they exchanged names before, he did not conceal his true identity and directly reported Leng Xuan's name. However, the other party's behavior was very
He was bland and unmoved at all, obviously he had never heard of his name. If you are someone who often walks in Huangquan, it is impossible that you don't know his name.