Chapter 666: Three Years in Cangzhou

The corners of Lu Qinghan's mouth raised a look of disdain, if he really encountered any danger in Yingshuijian, let alone being pursued by a figure like Lian Tu Dajun, this place was like a dilapidated thatched hut that couldn't withstand a little beating, and what kind of help could he talk about?

"The most important thing is to find something to eat to fill your stomach first. "Although he has cultivated to the realm of Dao Fruit, the body's demand for grain food has not been so important for a long time, and Jiang Changan has no way to get used to it, so he would rather have enough food and clothing by himself than an empty stomach.

As soon as his arm moved, he was about to stand up, when he saw Lu Qinghan open his eyes suddenly, looked down at the thing in his palm in shock, stared at it for a moment, and chirped in shock!

"You...... You...... Shameless!"

Jiang Changan realized that the black charred flesh shell on his body had fallen off, leaving only the position under his crotch, and when he was together just now, he subconsciously rubbed the blood scab with his hand to cover the key points between his crotch, and forgot for a while that he was only holding the wrist of the Sympathetic Saintess in his hand-

Lu Qinghan shouted angrily, and turned to the deepest part of the cave, knowing that he couldn't help him no matter what, even if he was insulted in vain, he simply crossed his legs and sat quietly to pursue her way.

Jiang Changan put on a white dress again, sat down again, bored, and teased the little girl from time to time.

"Call Brother Hua, if you are so sleepy......" The little girl raised her head and pouted pitifully.

Jiang Changan smiled and hugged her into his arms, pillowed her head on his lap, took out a slightly thicker white-clothed fox fur from the storage bag, wrapped it tightly on her body, leaned over against her pink ears, and smiled warmly: "Sleep at ease......"

It's easy to move, and it's clear that this has been done many times.

Jiang Changan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the bizarre scenery outside the cave, and said with a smile: "The legendary demon realm is not as powerful as I thought, and it is much worse than what I have seen in the past. ”

Lu Qinghan snorted: "So it's mysterious." ”

"Great Sage Lu Maiden, I don't know where Xiao Ke is making a fuss?"

"Pretentious, I don't know how to pretend to understand, here is not young and old-fashioned, isn't it a trick?"

Jiang Changan was slightly stunned, and said with a smile: "You mean to say, how can a young man who has been in fine clothes and jade food since he was a child experience such a dangerous situation? Even if this young brother has experienced Cangzhou and Jingzhou, he has also experienced some dangers, but where can he compare to the realm of the demon country?"

Lu Qinghan lowered his eyebrows and did not answer, it was a tacit acquiescence, she also knew about Jiang Chang'an's revenge for her brother, and she used to admire her, but even if she was in Cangzhou for three years, how could she compare to the danger of this Cangming Canyon?

But he laughed and said: "Cangzhou is much more terrifying than Cangming Canyon." ”

She snorted lightly and disagreed, where would there be many dangerous and strong people in Cangzhou at that time? Where would there be this dangerous Cangming Canyon?

Jiang Changan seemed to see through what she was thinking again, and said: "A small shrimp survives far more than a strong person survives." Because of the weakness, there are fewer ways to go, but with the difference in strength, you see, now we can't talk and laugh in the realm of the demon kingdom where outsiders are afraid of the wind?"

Jiang Changan said, leaning his head on the bark, his legs were lazy, looking up at the long sky, clear and white clouds, half-closed eyes, and the corners of his mouth were cocked comfortably: "In Cangzhou, there is a hundred-mile dense forest, which is called Shura Field by others. Every year in March, there will be 500 people entering it, and only one can come out alive in the end, and the reward that can be obtained in the end is only for that seven-pin pill Huiling Pill. ”

He whispered, Lu Qinghan practiced cross-legged and closed his eyes, but his ears were slightly focused.

Mo Cang didn't know when he sat quietly on the side, and it was not common to hear Jiang Changan personally tell about this experience.

"I've seen women sell their bodies, and at the moment of a man's orgasm, the blade under the tongue cuts the other's forehead and throat, I've seen a twelve-year-old boy who is pitiful and stabs his friend in the back, and I've seen so-called brothers go to the end to fight each other. I have experienced countless lives and deaths, and I have long been not afraid of death, and I have seen countless good and evil, and I have long turned ugly.

"The funniest thing should be the first time I entered the Shura field, the night before, Murong Qing, Qi Dongyang, and Pang Meng defeated the Manchu and Han people, and they were drunk, and the three big men were bitter, haha, in retrospect, they really fucking have enough grandchildren. In the first year, I was killed in my sleep every day for ten days and ten nights in the Shura field, and the first thing I did when I woke up was to make sure that I had not been killed, and the only thought was to live, thinking that I would live until the tenth day, and if I was lucky, I would be able to live to the end, and I only had to kill one person, and kill the one who lived to the end, since I could live to the end, it must not be a good kind, and my conscience could also be comforted by ridiculousness. ”

"But unfortunately, on the fourth day, it rained, I hid in the bushes, a strong man two meters tall pulled me out, but did not rush to kill me, but piled firewood, cut off my flesh and skewered wine, fortunately my luck was good, the flame was found by another group of people, I took advantage of the chaos to escape, the strong man was not so lucky, he was seriously injured, but he was still alive. So I turned back and used a blunt rusty wood knife, in his astonished eyes, in the pouring rain, to cut off his flesh piece by piece, that year, when I was fifteen years old, I understood that since I was born in the world, no one can be left alone, you and I are born in suffering, this is in itself the Shura field, itself is the most cruel thing, no one is innocent. ”

Lu Qinghan had a little bead of sweat on her eyebrows, her cultivation method was originally the word "quiet", what Jiang Changan said was all killing, how to cultivate the Tao? She smiled wryly and opened her eyes lightly.

"The next year, I no longer flinched, quietly towards the goal I pursued, the people who stood in my way died under my blade, the knife fell, very strange, I did the most vicious thing, but I couldn't turn a trace of waves in my heart, Jing was terrible, I knew that I had fallen deeper and deeper, but I didn't care, if you want to touch heaven, you must first take root in hell, that year, the name of Cangzhou's impermanence resounded through the Killer League, and the record of the Shura field was also refreshed so far that no one can break it, killing three hundred and ninety-three people, it took nine hours. ”

"In the third year, I stopped killing, I started laughing again, I became someone else, I blended in with others, and I used words to provoke others to fight against each other. This way, I can spend a lot less effort, just like I thought at the beginning, I only need to kill the last person. But you would never have imagined that in the end, standing in front of me was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, the girl was very stupid and stupid, her eyes were pure, her smile was unmatched by anyone, and the most ridiculous thing was that such a person lived to the end......"

"What happened later?" Lu Qinghan couldn't help but ask.

"Later......" Jiang Changan stroked the stupid girl's hair with his palm, his smile was warm and sweet, and the little girl Ruoruo lay in his arms, so quiet that she fell asleep, but she didn't know if she heard it, and the corners of her eyes were shining.

His eyes were sour, and he tilted his head: "I'm sleepy." ”

Bai family, the setting sun spread a layer of gold dust in the lobby through the window, there is a Taishi chair in the hall, and Bai Gang is half-lying like a half-body person in the ground, panting from time to time, his face is sickly and ruddy, but his lips are white and cracked, which is the consequence of serious injury and blood stasis.

Bai Gang has long lost the majesty of the night, and at this time he is more like a terminally ill old man, who has suffered unprecedented heavy damage to both body and mind overnight.

The combined force of yin and yang of the momentum of the cave ruins has been hit hard, and the bones of both hands and hands have been shattered, although they have healed, but due to the use of forbidden techniques, I am afraid that they will not be able to use the strength of the late stage of the cave ruins realm in a short period of time.

The psychological blow brought by Jiang Changan was far more terrible than the seriously injured body of Lian Tu Dajun.

If a sharp knife is curled and only needs a whetstone to reshape the edge of the past, but if it rusts into a piece of scrap metal from the inside out, no matter how good the whetstone is, it will not help, because his heart is no longer a knife.

And if you are unfortunate enough to be contaminated with these two terrible illnesses at the same time, then there is only one last way worth trying, and that is to call for help from other materials, molten gold and reforge them.