Obviously, the Jiang family was in danger of being wiped out, and even so, he stood motionless under the Bodhi tree, and he didn't raise his head until Jiang Xin'er ran over covered in blood.

"The family has been attacked by inexplicable strength, and you evacuate Xingyao City with the Jiang family's army!" The delicate pretty face couldn't hide the miserable whiteness, Jiang Xin'er looked at Jiang Chen who had no breath fluctuations with tenderness, maybe his father was right, not stepping into the martial arts was also a kind of happiness for him.

Who knows, Jiang Chen turned around, gently grabbed Jiang Xin'er's hand, and in her stunned expression, pulled her, walked out of the courtyard, and walked towards the ruins of the sword aura.

The swaying rain of blood stained the sky red, and the withered yellow leaves streaked across the air in a miserable arc. The entire Jiang family seemed to be shrouded in bloody rain.

Holding Jiang Xin'er, Jiang Chen walked out of the courtyard, and at a glance there were cold corpses, familiar faces, and there was no expression on his face.

A terrible scream echoed in the wind, and the sword qi that swept through set off a series of blood flowers.

In the distance, the figure flickered, the sword aura was vertical and horizontal, and the magnificent sword hall attic of the Jiang family in the past seemed to be in ruins at this moment.

When Jiang Chen led Jiang Xin'er to come, countless cold and ruthless eyes, like the eyes of a hungry wolf, swept over.

"Xin'er, take the wind and go!" In the ruins, Jiang Tian, who was fighting with several black-clothed people, suddenly changed his expression and exclaimed.

Jiang Xin'er's expression was complicated, and she intellectually told her that she should turn around immediately at this moment and leave with Jiang Chen, but when she looked directly at Jiang Chen's ancient gaze, her feet were as heavy as Mount Tai and she didn't move for a long time.

"Do you want to be a deserter?" The corners of Jiang Chen's mouth pursed out a beautiful arc, and his dark eyes were as bright as stars, with indescribable profundity.

Deserter! The delicate body shook slightly, Jiang Xin'er's slender willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and she glanced at him angrily, this guy is really ugly to speak.

"If you don't want to be a deserter, stay here!" Jiang Chen chuckled, raised his head and looked at the sunset in the sky, the sunset was like blood, and the meaning of endless slaughter was permeated.

At this moment, a man in black was holding a slender sword weapon, his body was like a long rainbow, breaking through the heavens and the earth, the sharp sword intent condensed, swept in all directions, and galloped towards Jiang Chen.

"Be careful!" Jiang Tian, who was in the fierce battle, turned around and shouted, his heart was like a hurry, the black-clothed man who took out the sword felt the existence of the sword intent.

The sword rainbow roared, and the cold was pressing.

Jiang Xin'er's face turned pale, and in front of this sword, she felt that she was so humble.

"Don't worry, I'm here!" A calm voice flashed, Jiang Xin'er turned her head, only to see a smile on the corner of Jiang Chen's mouth, his face was unwavering, even in the face of such a powerful sword, there was no panic on his face, he was calm and calm, as if nothing in this world could move him.

Jiang Chen didn't pay attention to her eyes, raised his eyes and looked at the sky quietly, his eyes showing a look of confusion.

Where he stood, rivers of blood flowed like hell. This feeling made him feel inexplicably familiar.

"Perhaps, this is my stage!" Jiang Chen muttered softly, just as the sword rainbow burst through the air. He just looked squarely at the black-clothed man who took out the sword, and said lightly: "The sword is not used like this!" ”

As soon as these words came out, a sharp edge blasted out into Jiang Chen's body, forming a coercion, directly enveloping the land.

Under this coercion, the heavens and the earth roared, and the dazzling sword rainbow collapsed under this word, and at the same time, among the ruins, a deafening sword roar rose to the sky.

The black-clothed man who roared over, his body seemed to have been hit by thousands of thunderbolts, and he threw dozens of meters directly, hit the dilapidated stone pillar, and got up, his eyes were full of disbelief, and his face was even more shocked.

This sudden change made the surroundings fall silent in vain, not only the man in black, but even Jiang Xin'er and the others looked at Jiang Chen blankly.

"What's going on, you're just a child of a family who hasn't cultivated martial arts, why can a word shatter my sword intent!" The man in black stepped back, his words tinged with fear.

"Why not!" Jiang Chen said lightly: "Tell the master behind you, the Jiang family has a day when I Jiang Chen is still there, and you don't want to step here!" ”

Although Jiang Chen's voice was not loud, it clearly reached the ears of the black-clothed people present.

"Do you hear that?" Jiang Chen said lightly, his right hand was raised at will, the movement was extremely slow, but it contained some kind of heaven and earth mysteries, gently in the void, only to see a wave of spatial ripples, wherever the ripples spread, the swords in the hands of these black-clothed people all came out of their hands, with a fierce momentum, roaring down, directly piercing the heart of the black-clothed man who had not reacted.

"I heard you!" The rest of the black-clothed men trembled in their tones, and they no longer dared to look at Jiang Chen, they turned around directly, their bodies were like a long rainbow, and they retreated frantically.

Poof! One by one, corpses fell to the ground, and the scene was extremely silent.

Jiang Chen stood there, stretched out his hand to untie the wine jug on his waist, turned around, and walked towards the courtyard, a gentle breeze came, blowing his clothes, and the dancing white clothes were deeply imprinted in the depths of everyone's minds.

Back in the courtyard, Jiang Chen stood quietly under the tree, looked at the ginseng fruit on the Bodhi tree, and muttered softly: "Today is the first time I have killed someone, but I have a feeling that I have killed people, many people!" ”

"Have you ever killed someone in your dreams?" Jiang Chen raised the wine jug in his hand and drank it for a long time until his eyes were drunk and hazy, and then he fell under the Bodhi tree.

After this incident, the Jiang family, from Jiang Tian to ordinary children, changed their attitude towards Jiang Chen.

At the same time, this matter spread in Xingyao City, like a storm, swept out, Jiang Chen's reputation immediately spread throughout Xingyao City, and the Jiang family's supremacy in Xingyao City was no longer shaken.

Time passed, but after the battle in the past, no force dared to provoke the Jiang family, even the mysterious man in black disappeared and never appeared again.

The years are like a song, spring goes to autumn, and it is ten years in an instant.

In ten years, Jiang Chen's face took off its childishness, and was replaced by vicissitudes, yes vicissitudes, just like an old man who has experienced the vicissitudes of the world, but in addition, his eyes are getting brighter and brighter.

For ten years, Jiang Chen spent most of his time standing under a tree, occasionally getting drunk.

In Xiao Suo's courtyard, only the Bodhi tree and the figure have not changed.

One day, in the twilight twilight, Jiang Xin'er was like a fairy walking out of the painting, slowly coming behind Jiang Chen in the afterglow of the sunset. She knew that after the war ten years ago, Jiang Chen had become more reticent, so in the past ten years, she had become a frequent visitor to this courtyard, often standing behind Jiang Chen, talking about what she had seen and heard.