Chen Ang pulled on a tall horse and smiled bitterly at the young girl who was grabbing onto his reins. Qu Feiyan looked up at him gloomily, and there was a hint of bitterness between her brows. She pulled on Chen Ang's horse and opened her mouth slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but was somewhat hesitant.
"Ai!" Chen Ang looked helplessly at the young girl.
"Are you not going to bring me along?" Qu Feiyan said sullenly, turning her head so that he could not see the tears in her eyes.
Her voice was a little whimpering, with a trace of stubbornness. Chen Ang knew that if he did not explain clearly to her, she would probably turn around and chase after him. He had no choice but to force a smile and persuade her.
"It's not like I won't come back. In this world, there is no banquet that does not end. It's just a temporary separation, it's not like we won't see each other for a lifetime. Come, I'll give you one! "Chen Ang handed over a piece of silk cloth.
Qu Feiyan suddenly snatched it, turned her head, and let go of the reins in her hands. She held the silk cloth tightly in her hands, suppressing her emotions, and pretended to be calm. "Then you can go! Remember to find me! "
Chen Ang pondered for a moment, smiled bitterly, and pleaded, "The medical book I gave you, you have to keep it well. When we reach a big town, find a bookstore and help me publish it to the world. In the future, if that group of monsters comes looking for trouble, you don't have to worry about it. There will naturally be someone to take care of them!"
Seeing that the young girl was still unhappy, Chen Ang could only continue, "The redemption letters collected by that group of people from all walks of life, you can also help me collect them! The money I left behind, you can use it to build a large library. Don't forbid people from borrowing it. When you finish building it, I will definitely come back to read the books! "
Qu Feiyan loosened the handkerchief that she was holding tightly. She turned her head, and with her original mischievous look, she stuck out her tongue at Chen Ang and made a face. "I know, I know. You should go quickly! I was just joking with you! "
Chen Ang smiled bitterly and shook his head. He pulled the horse and left, disappearing into the sunset.
Looking at his silhouette gradually getting further away and the sound of the horse's hooves getting further and further away, Qu Fei Yan's smiling face suddenly burst into tears. Indigo Phoenix, who was at the side, silently leaned over and pressed her into his arms. A suppressed cry gradually spread.
The sun gradually moved to the west, leaving only a wisp of red on the horizon.
On the official road outside of River Tomb City, in an old pavilion for pedestrians to rest, dozens of people sat on the ground with torches in their hands. Among them was an old man with a strange face. He slammed the ground and said angrily, "Those bastards from the Song Mountain Sect can't even do a simple thing? Go and ask if that Chen Ang really left the city at dusk. "
The eyes of a burly old man with a steel-like beard flashed. He said in a low voice, "Elder Bao, don't panic. I think that person is already on his way. Our sect has set up an inescapable net. No matter where he goes, he won't be able to escape from our hands!"
Another middle-aged woman said with a dark expression, "That person is very powerful. His swords can subdue both the righteous and evil sects. Even within the God Sect, there are quite a few experts who have fallen for his tricks. Not to mention other things, just that Grieving Wind Softener alone is not easy to deal with. We should be careful!"
Elder Bao waved his hand and said indifferently, "Sanniang, you worry too much. The sect leader specially sent Miracle Doctor Ping to help us. This little trouble is nothing to worry about. There are so many of us here, do you think we should be afraid of a junior?"
As he said this, he sneered, "It's because the people of the Five Mountain Sword Sect are so useless that they made this kid famous! When he falls into our hands, we can ask him for the prescription of the Grief Paralyzing Wind and the Three Corpse Brainwashing Pill. That will be a great merit! "
Sang Sanniang raised her head and looked at him with a burning gaze. She said in a low voice, "Elder Bao, be careful with your words!"
Elder Bao knew that he had made a slip of the tongue. He quickly shut his mouth and stopped talking about the Three Corpse Brainwashing Pill. Ever since Invincible Dongfang became the sect leader, he had been neglecting his duties and living in seclusion on Blackwood Cliff. This made his subordinates restless and even looked down on him. If not for Invincible Dongfang's exceptional martial arts and his loyal followers like Tong Baixiong, Elder Bao would have tried to make things difficult for him a long time ago.
The clip-clop of a horse's hooves drew closer. Everyone in the pavilion stood up alertly and looked toward the side of the official road. Elder Bao's eyes flickered as he said in a low voice, "Our men have not sent us any news. Everyone, keep a close eye!"
On the official road on the horizon, a handsome horse was leisurely galloping forward. A leisurely looking young man was holding a long sword, leaning on the saddle. His eyes were looking at them with a faint smile.
The last trace of twilight also disappeared into the horizon, and the sky instantly darkened. A cluster of flickering lantern light hung on the back of the horse. When the majestic and tall horse saw the few people in front of it brimming with murderous intent, it stopped in its tracks and anxiously dug the ground. Chen Ang pulled on its reins and gently tugged at it to calm it down.
He smiled as he looked at the people in the pavilion. On the official road of Jiangling City, this should be the time for the late returnees from the countryside to return to the city. Under the dusk, the farmers and passersby hurried forward. It was a comfortable and warm scene.
But now, there was only a group of murderous pugilistic men standing in the middle of the official road.
Chen Ang was not a man who liked to kill, but when he saw the Evil Cult dragging the bodies of the late returnees and throwing them to the side of the road, he couldn't help but let his sword be stained with blood.
Although he was smiling now, there was only coldness in his eyes.
"Chen Ang, what did you do to the disciples of our Divine Sect?" Elder Bao roared. His body suddenly pounced forward like a black panther. His movements were vigorous and agile. His body was as heavy as a black bear, and when he ran like this, it was a great visual impact.
Chen Ang tilted his head and looked at him. The smile on his face became more and more inexplicable. He slowly asked, "You ambushed me here. Do you want to say it was a secret? But you stood in the middle of the main road. Do you want to say it was brazen? And you sent people to kill the passersby. This makes me a little puzzled. "
Elder Bao threw himself in front of him and suddenly laughed. "You mean those passersby? That's right. In order to prevent them from leaking the news, I ordered the disciples to kill them! "
"But those people were just innocent commoners! If you wanted to hide, how could they find you? But you sat in the middle of the road without any concealment. You killed people for the sake of concealment. This is really hard for me to imagine! "Chen Ang's eyes were clear as if he didn't understand what was going on.
Elder Bao coldly snorted and didn't answer. He just surrounded Chen Ang with the others. Chen Ang suddenly sighed when he saw Elder Bao's spotless clothes and neatly arranged accessories.
"In this Chen's eyes, life is an extremely wonderful thing. It's like the fragrance of the soil in the morning breeze. Even if it's a nameless commoner, his voice should be like a flower by the roadside, blooming beautifully in a place no one knows." Chen Ang ignored their small actions and looked into the distance.
"This Chen has a strange illness. It's hard to cry or laugh. Even when I encounter great joy or great sorrow, my heart is calm. I always feel that one day, I will not care about the feelings and sufferings of this world. I will be like a stubborn stone, neither happy nor sad, immortal and immortal!"
Chen Ang's face was calm. He suddenly turned his head and asked them.
"Have you ever heard the sound of snow falling on the roof?? Can you feel the wonderful life force of a flower blooming in the spring breeze? Do you know that the autumn wind often carries the fragrance of leaves from the mountains far away? "
"This is a question from a long-time friend of mine. I also use it to remind myself to cherish life. Even if my heart is pierced through by the cold, I must still maintain a trace of sincerity and kindness! Not to … "
Chen Ang lowered his head and sneered, "Not to become a person who will kill the innocent for the sake of his clean clothes!"
Before he finished speaking, a sword light flashed.
Bao Dachu saw the most soul-stirring sword light in his life. He had seen Ren Woxing's Sky Toppling Strike. It was fierce and fierce, and its momentum was matchless and unstoppable. He had also seen Dongfang Bubai's strange sword technique. There were layers of ghostly shadows, and the evil intent was so seductive.
But none of these could be compared to Chen Ang's sword.
It was as if it was alive. It had a weak but tenacious temperament. It was like the palest but warmest emotion in the world. This was not a sword skill. It was a kind of persistence and touching. It came from the humblest but the greatest human nature.
Chen Ang's pupils were already blue. But it was different from the blue that was like a thousand years old ice. It had lost the rationality and calmness that was etched into his bones. His eyes were as blue as the ocean. They were calm but surging with life. There was a faint but real emotion contained in his eyes.
For the first time, when Chen Ang activated overclocking, he looked more like a human than a god who was high up in the sky.
Bit by bit, blood flowed down from the tip of Chen Ang's sword and dripped onto the ground. Bao Da Chu and the others covered their throats with difficulty. Their eyes were filled with confusion. Bao Da Chu whimpered hoarsely. Between the fingers of his left hand, blood seeped out. His right hand grabbed towards the sky powerlessly. Then it drooped down powerlessly.
Chen Ang walked past them. Wherever he passed by, the Evil Faction disciples all retreated. They looked at Chen Ang nervously. As he walked closer step by step, the swords in their hands fell out of their grasp.
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