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With a "poof", like a kitchen knife cutting on a watermelon, two heads rose into the sky, and the necks of the two headless bodies sprayed blood frantically and slowly fell.

In a very short period of time, Zi Ran swung two knives in an instant, because the speed of the two knives was so fast that even the sound was connected together.

Zi Ran didn't speak, the speed of his body movement was only a few points slower than his knife, and the remaining two robbers who were shocked by the black-robed swordsman didn't have time to wake up from the shock before they were attacked by despair, Zi Ran's long knife swung out again, and the two robbers didn't even have time to raise their knives to block, they just covered their necks, and the blood between their fingers continued to spill out and fell to the ground, struggling not to move.

After hunting demons in the mountains for many years, Ziran has almost never killed anyone, but this does not mean that he can't kill, all these years, he has been learning to kill and practicing killing. In his opinion, what is the difference between these people and those big demons in the mountains? It's all killing, killing people is like hunting demons, they are all incomparably natural and skillful, as if they have been doing it for many years.

In an operation to hunt demons in the mountains many years ago, he teamed up with all the demon hunters in the village to go into the mountains to hunt a big demon, but the final result was that he was seriously injured and was on the verge of death, and all the other demon hunters died, but no one except him knew that all the demon hunters were killed in fact, he played a very important role, in a sense, those demon hunters died at his hands.

In fact, although he rarely kills, he is actually very good at killing.

After killing the four robbers with a thunderous force, Zi Ran didn't have any mood swings, he crouched down and tore off a piece of clothing and fabric on the corpse's body, and then wiped the blood from the long knife to prevent it from rusting.

"Hey, who are you?" He squatted on the ground and carefully wiped the iron knife, and asked without looking back.

For this question, the person behind him was silent for a long time, as if he was thinking. He said, "My name is Ranchuan. ”

Ziran was slightly stunned, and then remembered that he didn't mean to ask. He stood up and held the wiped long knife in his hand, and said with a smile, "My name is Ziran, and that's my sister Ziyan." ”

The black-robed man sheathed his sword and slung it on his back, and the black hat on his head slid down, revealing a pale, young face.

Seeing such a young face, Ziran couldn't help but be a little surprised, he didn't expect this guy to be so young, and he couldn't help but think in his heart that this guy might be comparable to himself, young and young, but extremely strong.

"Hello, hello." Ziran said with a kind smile.

The other party looked at him calmly and indifferently, and did not speak.

Ziran scratched his head in embarrassment, but in order to hide his embarrassment, he looked even more embarrassed.

"It's not early, how about resting here late?"

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Ziran no longer tried to communicate with Ran Chuan, in his opinion, this person was a terminal patient with communication disorder except for the words that seemed to be extraordinarily forced at the beginning, and he even thought that this guy didn't like to say anything other than pretending to be forced.

It's getting late, son, this post station has long been in a semi-deserted state, occupied by a few robbers, thinking that the place is biased, even if the robbery will not be known by the officers and soldiers, the idea of waiting here is waiting for the rabbit, although it is not completely deserted now, but it is almost the same, but fortunately there are a few rooms here for a few robbers to live, and there is no need to sleep in the carriage and the wet ground at night.

Ziran burned dry wood and set up an iron pot, took out a few pieces of dried meat from the carriage and threw them into the pot to boil a pot of broth.

Taking advantage of the fact that it was not too late, he went to the side of the road to retrieve the horse, and then tied it to the wooden post of the pergola to prevent it from getting lost and losing the horse that was pulling the cart.

Then he picked up more dry firewood and helped Ziyan to sit by the fire and looked at the iron pot in a daze.

The night was coming, and the black-robed young man Ran Chuan didn't know when he came to the fire, and the firelight reflected his delicate face, which was full of calm and firmness.

"Your knife is good." Ran Chuan looked at Ziran and said calmly.

Ziran came back to his senses, looked at Ran Chuan in amazement, and shook his head with a smile after a moment.

"I want to walk with you." He looked at Ziran and said seriously.

Ziran's eyes brightened slightly, and he thought in his heart, is this guy's reaction too slow? I only remembered to answer the question I asked half an hour ago now.

"Of course." Ziran responded happily.

"We're going to the city, where are you going?" Ziran said with a serious face.

Ran Chuan didn't speak, just looked at Ziran, and then sat down.

Ziran closed his mouth stupidly, carefully filled a bowl of broth from the iron pot in front of him, blew it, and felt that the temperature was right, so he took Zi Yan to his side, and then carefully fed Zi Yan.

Ziyan took a small sip of broth, her beautiful cheeks were red from the firelight, and her long eyelashes blinked, looking extremely cute.

"Hey, eat your own." Ziran watched Ran Chuan staring at him, and couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, so he waved his hand very generously and heroically, and said.

Ran Chuan still didn't speak, his eyes fell on Zi Ran, and also on Zi Yan, not knowing what to think.

All these years, he has been wandering outside, without relatives, friends, and fellow travelers. In a sense, his experience is really similar to Ziran's, but he has no goal or purpose, he doesn't know what the meaning of life is, he doesn't know what the meaning of life is, he only has a sword. Becoming stronger, perhaps, is something about him.

By chance, he saw Zi Ran, a person who was somewhat similar to himself, which caught his attention, they were also people who could surpass their own limits, and they also knew how difficult it was to do this, which was the reason why Zi Ran invited him to go with him, and it was also the reason why he accepted to walk with Zi Ran.

Next, he watched Ziran feed the horses and cook the broth, faintly, he seemed to understand something, but he still didn't understand.

He watched Zi Ran carefully feed Zi Yan to drink broth, watched Zi Ran eat the dried meat pieces of the stew, and watched the two hug each other, and seemed to understand something.

Ziran said that if you want to eat, you can serve it yourself. Only then did he realize that he really understood something.

Or, to live is to live, these are all parts of life, these are the meaning of life.

He silently poured himself a bowl of broth, and drank it down.

"Thank you." He looked at Ziran and said seriously and sincerely.

Ziran raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was a little confused, and then he understood something, and shook his head with a smile. Then continue to drink the broth.

Suddenly, he raised his head suddenly, his arm shook violently, and the broth spilled on the ground, and he looked at Ran Chuan in disbelief, shocked and speechless.

He asked in a trembling voice, "You, what are you ......" and he suddenly realized that his voice was so dry.

Ran Chuan's performance was also a little confused, and after a while, he regained his composure, looked at Ziran seriously, and said sincerely, "Thank you,"

Ziran's mouth opened wide, not knowing what to say.

The person in front of him is actually enlightened and has entered the path of cultivation.

"How did you do that?" He asked in a trembling voice.

"I don't know." Ran Chuan was silent for a moment and then said.

Hearing this answer, Ziran was silent for a long time, looking a little depressed.

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"Damn, I actually saw a divine dragon seeing the head and the tail of a cultivator enlightened and entered the primordial realm in front of me, it's really amazing." Ziran rubbed his face fiercely and said scoldingly.

Zi Yan's little hand tightly grasped Zi Ran's palm and did not speak.

Ziran turned over his big hand and held Zi Yan's small hand, and said, "It's okay." ”

I don't know if it's really okay or if it's okay.

Zi Yan knows very well that Zi Ran has always wanted to do something and what she wants to get.

Over the years, Ziran has gone into the mountains to hunt big demons, and often deals with big demons, just like human cultivators, big demons are also the favorers of fate, they have abilities that other beasts do not have, Zi Ran knows very well how powerful this ability is, although he is the most powerful demon hunter in that mountain, all the big demons are afraid of him, but he still knows very well that there are many more big demons in the mountains that he can not deal with, this kind of strength has a limit, and it is the kind of limit that cannot be surpassed.

It is precisely because he knows the power of this power that he is extremely eager for this ability, because as long as he has this ability, he can do those things, in other words, if he does not have that power, it is very likely that he will not be able to do that thing.

Now, he saw a person who seemed to be his age, and the speed of his sword was about the same as his own sword, and he had enlightened and entered the first realm in front of him, and he didn't know how he felt.

"Damn, I'm going to become a cultivator!" Ziran stood up and waved his fists, roaring viciously at the bright moon in the sky.

Zi Yan was silent and showed a hint of a smile.

"You're going to make it." On the side, Ran Chuan stiffly stretched out his palm and patted Ziran's shoulder, and said stiffly.

Ziran looked back in surprise, and felt that this guy was not so cool and pretended to be forced in an instant, and couldn't help but nod with satisfaction. Thinking about what Ran Chuan said to himself before, after thinking about it, he said, "Thank you." ”