Although no one said it out loud, this was the common sentiment of everyone present.
When the words about life and death came out from the carriage just now, everyone thought that the fate of the person who spoke must be extremely miserable.
I never thought that such a subversive result would occur!
"I gave you a chance just now, but you didn't know how to cherish it. Now, don't blame me for being cruel!"
The voice just now continued to come from the carriage, as calm as ever!
However, beneath the calm surface, there is a chilling cold murderous intention.
Especially after experiencing the sudden change just now, everyone realized that this was by no means an empty talk, let alone a joke.
"You, who are you?"
"Who is this sacred person? Please come out and see me!"
"Since you are an expert, why do you need to hide your head and show your tail?"
The gangsters around them finally woke up from a dream, but they no longer looked as domineering as before. Instead, everyone's face was filled with intense fear and uneasiness.
It can condense its spiritual power into a palm print and blast a person's arm to pieces in one fell swoop, and also blast the opponent's body ten meters away.
This hand alone is enough to tell how unfathomable the people in the carriage are.
Because even the toughest bandit with the highest level of cultivation thought that he would not be able to produce such a terrifying palm mark with all his strength.
"Buzz buzz!"
What responded to them was not the man's explanation, but a few more powerful palm prints.
After rushing out from under the curtain, he was like a wild beast escaping from trouble, rushing towards the surrounding gangsters with overwhelming force.
"Puff puff!"
No one could avoid or block the gangster who was hit by the palm print, and his body was turned into dregs on the spot. The scene was so tragic that no one dared to look directly at it.
"Go, go quickly!"
"It seems we have met an expert this time!"
"If we don't leave, we will all die here!"
The remaining bandits were so frightened that they fled in all directions in panic.
Ye Chen did not rush to kill them all, but slowly walked out of the carriage, looked calmly at Duanmu Liang, who was still lying on the ground, and said with a faint smile: "You are indeed... very like a man!"
"puff!"
Duanmu Liang spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot!
It's not because the injury is too serious, but because of excessive depression.
…
After a while, Duanmu Liang simply packed up and hit the road again.
Along the way, he became much quieter, but every time he looked at Ye Chen, it was as if he was looking at a monster.
As for Yuxiang on the other side, she sat directly next to Ye Chen and kept asking endless questions.
"It turns out that you are so powerful. It seems that we all misjudged you before!"
"But you are obviously so strong. When you were in Hanwei City, why did you hand over the money to the robber instead of making him pay the price immediately?"
"Also, who are you?"
Facing these questions, Ye Chen didn't answer any of them because he had already closed his eyes, as if he hadn't heard anything.
After asking more than a dozen questions in a row and getting no response, Yu Xiang had no choice but to give up.
However, he did not feel resentful because he was left out by Ye Chen. Instead, he continued to sit next to Ye Chen, his eyes gradually falling into a state of trance, as if he was immersed in some kind of beautiful fantasy, and a shy smile appeared at the corner of his mouth from time to time.
Seeing the changes in Yu Xiang's expression one by one, Duanmu Liang suddenly became jealous.
Although Yu Xiang didn't say it out loud, if a woman showed such an expression, he would know that the other person was thinking about some messy things.
"Cough, cough... Junior Sister Yu, I suddenly remembered an interesting thing, why don't I tell you about it."
In order to interrupt Yu Xiang's fantasy, he first cleared his voice and then forced Yu Xiang to his side.
"Brother, what are you doing?"
Yuxiang was somewhat annoyed that her daydream was interrupted.
Duanmu Liang glanced at Ye Chen intentionally or unintentionally, and said mysteriously: "Junior sister Yu, don't you admire that young hero very much?"
"Are you talking about the young man who single-handedly broke through the Eight Wastelands Flowing Fire Formation in Yining City yesterday and saved the warriors from all the major forces from escaping the sea of fire?"
Yuxiang suddenly became interested.
Because this place is not far from Yining City, they have naturally heard of such a sensational thing.
It is said that beauties have loved heroes since ancient times. Even though she had not personally experienced the tragic melee, nor had she seen the young hero with her own eyes, just hearing about the other's legendary deeds was enough to make her admire her and be unable to extricate herself.
"Yes, it's him!"
Duanmu Liang nodded solemnly, and then pretended to be profound, "Junior sister, if I say that not only can I find out the name and origin of that young hero, but I may even have the opportunity for you to meet him, would you believe it?"
"real or fake?"
Yuxiang's interest became even stronger, and she even forgot about Ye Chen's existence.
In fact, not only Yuxiang, but also Ye Chen, who had just pretended to be asleep on his back, opened his eyes and looked at Duanmu Liang with interest, "Have you seen that person?"
"Of course I don't!"
Duanmuzi shook his head and laughed at himself: "As a young disciple of Qianyao Mansion, I am not qualified to participate in the gathering of heroes in Yining City. How can I have the chance to meet such a big shot?"
Seeing that the interest in Ye Chen's eyes was gradually losing, he hurriedly added: "Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, a distant cousin of mine is a disciple of Wanxiang Mountain, and he was lucky enough to participate in the gathering of heroes in Yining City yesterday!"
"That's it..."
Ye Chen said casually and perfunctorily.
Duanmu Liang frowned, "Could it be that you think I'm bragging, or just to keep up my appearance, so I moved my cousin out?"
"Uh... you misunderstood, it's okay!" Ye Chen shook his head hastily.
"I think you do!" Duanmu Liang was a little angry.
However, in order to prove that he was not lying, he hurriedly looked at Yuxiang next to him and said firmly: "Junior sister, if you don't believe it, I will take you to Wanxiang Mountain to find my confession immediately after returning to Qianyao Mansion.
Brother, you will know if I lied when you ask yourself!"
"Really? That's great!"
Not only did Yu Xiang have no doubts, but there was a hint of fanatical expectation on her fair and pretty face, "Senior brother, please don't lie to me. We will set off immediately after returning to Qianyao Mansion for business!"
"As long as I meet your cousin and ask about the origin of that young hero's name, maybe one day in the future, I will really have the opportunity to get my wish and see the supreme grace of that young hero with my own eyes!"
He had a longing look on his face, as if he was beginning to fantasize about meeting the young hero again.
"You admire that young man so much, aren't you afraid that you will be disappointed when you actually see him?"
Xue Wuhen, who had been silent all this time, suddenly miraculously spoke, with a half-smiling look on his pretty face that was so pale and bloodless.