Chapter 2509
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Silence, absolute silence. There was no sound for a long time. There were only two people facing each other. One gently waved the folding fan in his hand with a faint smile on his face. The other had a sculpted face that seemed to be covered with frost. He was cold and his left hand was tightly gripping the hilt of his sword.
Previously, when the other half of the sword was pressed back, it was definitely not because he did not want to make a move. Pressing the sword back into the scabbard was more familiar with it. The young man in the dark night was able to draw his sword faster.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh —
The wind outside suddenly blew, but it did not affect where the two of them were. However, the swaying lights were suddenly extinguished at this moment, causing the two of them to completely sink into darkness. Everything around them became even more deathly silent.
"Your condition?"
After a long silence, a voice suddenly emerged from the darkness. It did not seem abrupt, but it was very strange. It was as if a miracle was happening in the darkness.
"Name?"
Another voice sounded in the darkness. Compared to a miracle, this voice seemed to be extremely vulgar.
This voice even explained, "Sorry, I have already collected the names of the other two dead faces. I also want to collect your name."
"Wu Chou!"
These two words seemed very grand and sacred. They were also filled with pride and confidence, so it sounded like the voice of a god.
"Wu Chou, I want the cultivation system of the Witchcraft Era."
In the darkness, the voice suddenly became silent again. There was no sound for a long time.
With a bang, a flame burst out from the darkness. Then, a bonfire could be seen. A bastard seemed to have torn down someone's house and used it to light a fire.
The light of the fire shone on a smiling face. This smiling face smiled and said, "It seems that you are more comfortable in the darkness."
He did not seem to know that he was going overboard. Going overboard!
This was really going to kill him. It was either his life or the other person's life.
However, the fatal thing did not happen. Instead, the bonfire burned even more fiercely. It was unknown how much brighter it was than before. It completely illuminated a cold dead face and the left hand that was tightly gripping the hilt of the sword.
The veins on the left hand were popping out!
The smiling face opposite him very impolitely found something and sat down on it. He didn't even look at the cold dead man's face as he leisurely waved the fan in his hand.
Fearless!
Chu Yang's illness was not light. Moreover, it was already in the late stages. There was no cure!
Wu Chou seemed to be considering whether or not he had the ability to cure such an illness. Obviously, it was not easy for him to cure such an illness. Even if he chopped off that person's head, he was afraid that he would not be able to cure it. Moreover, the relapse would be very serious.
Blood feud and the Witchcraft Epoch. Which one was more important?
Faced with such an illness, Wu Chou only had two choices, but no one could tell him which one to choose.
"How are you going to win my trust?"
The answer finally came out. To Wu Chou, it seemed that nothing was more important and precious than his mother.
Chu Yang was not surprised. He would be surprised if Wu Chou did not choose this.
"Do you need it? Who am I?"
He did not look at Wu Chou. He continued to gently wave the fan in his hand as he proudly said these words.
In the end, he continued, "But it seems like I've overestimated you! And I shouldn't have spoken to you in such a manner and in such a tone. "
The last sentence was even more arrogant and egotistical.
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