"No——! You damn brute! ”

The black-robed man's roar was so hysterical in the night. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wisps of scattered black gas in the air, after the disc-shaped artifact was taken away by Xiao Qing, it seemed like a group of dragons without a leader, scurrying around, and the last little bit dissipated. The black qi that was constantly converging on the ground also suddenly lost its target, and they rioted in unison, constantly rising into the air, and the final result was also disappearing without a trace.

"Bastard! Bastard! It's all bastards! The black-robed man jumped to his feet in rage on the roof, his pale face, and his dark eyes turned blood-red, until he went completely insane. The black scythe slashed with a huge black light that was extremely unstable, and slashed at the young man condescendingly.

The young man looked at the black-robed man expressionlessly and shook his head, "It's boring." "After all, the blood-red light appeared in the dark night, and disappeared in a flash." The black sickle fell to the ground, and there was a muffled sound in the silent night, the sound was very long, and the black-robed man fell to the ground, a sword mark on his chest cut his body, and blood flowed, bringing a taste of blood to the gloomy environment of the village.

The long sword in the young man's hand flickered with blood-red light, and the young man shook his head and said to himself: "I hate this kind of people's blood, you just forget it." ”

Walking to Ran Hanchuan's side, the ten-year-old child had fallen unconscious at some point. The tiger's mouth on the little hand was cracked, and there were some small wounds on the body. The young man was silent for a moment, then tore a few rags from his robe and prepared to bandage it. But seeing Ran Hanchuan's little hand clenched tightly, and a trace of blood continued to flow out of the blood, the young man reached out to pick it up, and found that this small fist was actually clenched very tightly.

With a little force, he pulled his hand away, only to see that his palm was covered with blood and stains, and in the palm of his hand, an iron block was pierced into the flesh and blood of his palm. A strange look suddenly appeared on the young man's face, and he seemed to be a little stunned.

It was pitch black in front of me, I don't know if it was because of my eyes closed, or because of the darkness of the night. Moving his fingers slightly, a tearing pain in his palm made Ran Hanchuan let out a low snort.

"You're awake" A calm voice sounded faintly, Ran Hanchuan opened his eyes, tried to straighten up, and saw a young man blending into the night, only a cold face looked very hazy.

"Who are you?"

The young man did not answer Ran Hanchuan's words, but said, "I saved you." ”

"Ahh Ran Hanchuan shouted and said, "Thank you, big brother!" ”

"No thanks, I just can't get used to that person's behavior, it's just easy."

"Uh-" Ran Hanchuan was suddenly speechless, you don't want me to thank you, why do you still want to tell me that you saved me?

"It's over, you're awake, I'm leaving!" The young man turned his back and said lightly, he was about to go away. Ran Hanchuan hurriedly asked, "Big brother, where is my sword?" ”

It turned out that he had just swept around and found that the sword given to him by the old man was gone, Ran Hanchuan was in a hurry, and hurriedly asked the big brother in front of him for help.

"Your sword? Not behind your back? The young man paused and turned back.

"No, it's another, very ordinary sword." Ran Hanchuan looked anxious.

The young man let out an "oh" and said, "That sword that has been shattered into scrap metal!" ”

"Hmm!"

"Thrown!" The young man said casually.

"Thrown?" Ran Hanchuan's body sitting on the ground suddenly jumped up. "How can you throw it? Where did you throw it? ”

The young man glanced at him, was silent for a moment, and said, "It's just a pile of scrap iron, far less good than the sword behind you, why are you so attached to that sword?" ”

Ran Hanchuan hurriedly said: "That sword was given to me by the old uncle!" Without that sword, I'll never see my uncle again! His eyes were a little red, and his anxiety was distracting.

The young man obviously didn't know who the "old man" in Ran Hanchuan's mouth was referring to, so he slowly shook his head and said, "The night is too dark, and I don't remember where to throw it." After that, the young man ignored him anymore and walked away, but for some reason, Ran Hanchuan in a coma appeared in his head, clutching the iron in his hand.

"Here's for you!" The young man's voice came from a distance, and an iron block fell in front of Ran Hanchuan with a "bang", "This is something that you are holding on to in your hand." After finishing speaking, there was no movement in the calm night, only Ran Hanchuan and an iron block in front of him, and it seemed that the young man had left.

Slowly picked up the iron block, looked at the trace of blood on it, it was already dry, wiped the dust on it, and Ran Hanchuan cherished it and put it into his arms.

After a while, there was a sound of "squirping" in the darkness, looking at the small figure that came out in front of him, Ran Hanchuan exclaimed in surprise: "Xiaoqing! ”

Xiaoqing's pair of wolf eyes, flickering in the night, looked at Ran Hanchuan, and pounced at once.

"Xiaoqing, did you see the sword that the old man gave me?" Ran Hanchuan asked expectantly.

Xiaoqing looked at him suspiciously, then shook her head.

"Hey!" Ran Hanchuan let out a sigh, and Xiaoqing suddenly jumped out of his arms slippery, and after a while, a disc-shaped artifact was dragged out of nowhere.

"This is the plate in the center of the village?"

Xiaoqing nodded, Ran Hanchuan picked up the plate, it was warm and cool, it didn't feel anything peculiar, after fiddling with it, there was nothing to gain, after hesitating for a while, he still included it in his bag.

As the night deepened, a large plain between Nanyang City and the mountains of the Southern Regions was empty and quiet. In one corner, in an inconspicuous corner, there was a fire rising into the sky, which was very dazzling, and brought a kind of uneasiness to this plain.

In the small village, the raging fire swayed violently, and the tongue of fire gradually swallowed the story that belonged to this small village, the traces of the night battle of this dead and lost soul.

The firelight was dazzling, dyeing Ran Hanchuan's little face red, dyeing the red little green fur, and dyeing Uncle Wang's tightly closed eyes.

Uncle Wang knelt in front of the village, his body trembled uncontrollably, tears became a line, sadness soaked the ground under him, and the ground was the root that he had been cutting in his life!

"Uncle Wang." Ran Hanchuan's little hand gently patted the man's shoulder, seeing this tall and strong man, griefing like this, his heart was very uncomfortable, and he really couldn't bear to look at it directly.

"Xiao Hanchuan," the man suddenly fell into a demonic barrier, and his hoarse voice muttered in a cry, "I'm sorry, I can't let you taste the delicious food made by your sister-in-law." The sad words, I don't know if I was telling Ran Hanchuan or trying to make myself understand such a fact.

Ran Hanchuan's eyes suddenly turned red, and Xiaoqing in his arms seemed to be unbearable, so he brushed his wolf head, "Uncle Wang, don't be like this." The cruel truth made Ran Hanchuan incoherent, he really didn't know how to comfort Uncle Wang, this kind of blow, this kind of encounter, this kind of suffering, this kind of fragile soul that survived alone in the world after all relatives and friends died, it was actually an indescribable pain.

"Xiao Hanchuan," Uncle Wang laughed miserably, and continued: "I'm still going to let my kid be friends with you, and I'm going to let him learn from you, really, I'm sorry!" ”

"Uncle Wang, I-" Ran Hanchuan choked up, the feeling of powerlessness made him really want to escape, escape from this village, escape from this firelight, escape from Uncle Wang's miserable and desperate eyes, escape from this tragic scene.

"I'm sorry, but I want you to have a good night's rest, so you can get a good night's sleep! The people in our village are warm-hearted, and our village can sleep comfortably at night! Our village ......" The man's voice continued to torment Ran Hanchuan's heart, and every word pierced into his heart like a needle prick, and finally, the tall man hugged his head and cried loudly, that cry, that wail, it was really heartbreaking.

I don't know if the firelight tore through the night, the sky lit up, and in the first birdsong, the dawn of dawn was softly sprinkled on the ground, sprinkled on the face of Ran Hanchuan, who was standing in pain, and sprinkled on Uncle Wang, whose crying was getting lower and lower.

After crying for a while, the man fell asleep, and couldn't bear to look at Uncle Wang with tears on the ground, Ran Hanchuan gently helped him to the cart, pushed it hard, and left the scorched earth behind him.

After the middle-aged man woke up, he became silent, he told Ran Hanchuan that he still had a few distant relatives in the neighboring village, and after reassuring him, he left alone, and the cart full of living materials he brought home was abandoned on the plain, maybe it would be picked up by passers-by!

Ran Hanchuan took heavy steps and continued to walk in the direction of Nanyang City, he didn't find the old man's sword, and he probably died in the fire with the village in a corner of the village.

Two days later, walking along the Heishui River on the plain, a behemoth appeared in front of him.

In Ran Hanchuan's eyes, that is a huge courtyard wall, the stone wall is majestic, to Ran Hanchuan who has never seen the city brings a strong visual impact, in the middle of the wall, there is a huge arch, the crowd in front of the door is lined up in a long line, the door is the wall and there is a tall building standing on the city wall, looking majestic and atmospheric. There is a huge plaque hanging above the arch, and the big characters of gold lacquer are written with the word "Nanyang".

Ran Hanchuan's small eyes widened, and the boss with his small mouth open, looked at this huge city, and said blankly: "Xiao, Xiaoqing, is this the "city" that Uncle Yun said?" Good, big. Maybe it was because Ran Hanchuan had less ink in his abdomen, and he only said this "big" emotion after holding it for a long time.

Xiaoqing looked very disdainful of him with a demented look, but a pair of wolf eyes also looked at Nanyang City curiously.

In the crowd of people rubbing shoulders in front of the door, Ran Hanchuan's small body was hidden in the sea of people, and he was squeezed around, but his body was quite strong and he was not injured.

Finally, he lined up in front of the gate, and at the gate of the city, several large men with wooden spears, wearing a suit of armor, blocked his way.

"Uncle, what are you doing?" Ran Hanchuan asked with a frown.

"Where did the wild boy come from, he doesn't even know the rules for entering the door?" One of the men shouted in a strange voice.

"Huh? What the? ”

"What? Do you know that you have to pay taxes when you enter the city? Still don't understand? It's just to pay the money! Don't have money and want to go to town? Wild boys, get out of the way! ”

"Money?" Ran Hanchuan suddenly realized, took out the money bag that Grandpa Sun gave him from the bag behind him, handed it to the man, and said, "Uncle, is this what you are talking about?" The eyes of those men lit up, and one of them snatched the money bag from Ran Hanchuan's hand, and said again and again: "That's right, that's right, wild boy, you can enter the city." ”

The crowd behind Ran Hanchuan was full of disdainful eyes and curses, Ran Hanchuan was a little confused about the situation, but since he could go in, he couldn't care so much, so he hurriedly walked in with Xiaoqing in his arms.

"Wow!" After walking a few steps, I looked at the tall and majestic carved jade bricks in the city, arranged together one after another, beautiful. As far as the eye can see, there are splendid high-rise pavilions and magnificent mansions. The wide streets can even accommodate your own small cabin on Yunxiao Mountain, as many as two or three. The road is crowded with people, noisy and lively. On both sides of the street, some people are pushing small cars, some people are setting up stalls and shouting hard, and passers-by stop from time to time in front of the stalls they are interested in.

"Hey, where did the wild child come from, don't get in the way!" Two or three pedestrians brutally knocked Ran Hanchuan to the side, scolding in their mouths.

Ran Hanchuan covered his injured arm and pouted, "Why are the people here so excessive!" Before he finished speaking, he was hit by a passing pedestrian and disappeared.

Ran Hanchuan walked to a stall in embarrassment, the stall was full of glittering small objects, Ran Hanchuan's eyes were full of curiosity, and he didn't know what these beautiful little things were, so he was going to pick them up and take a look, but his little hand was just stretched out and hit hard by a big hand.

"Where's the poor boy! Such a blatant stealing! The owner of the stall stared at Ran Hanchuan with his eyes, which was very vicious.

"Uncle, I didn't want to steal anything, I just wanted to ask you where the "Zixuan Building" should go? ”

"Where did you come from, wild child, don't make trouble here and affect my business!" The boss was very impatient and drove Ran Hanchuan away, scolding in his mouth: "I look like I am in tatters, and I still want to drill into Zixuan Tower, it's really whimsical!"

Ran Hanchuan walked around the city like a headless fly, and when the old man taught him to read and write, he especially memorized the three words "Zixuan Building".

He asked many people again, some of them simply ignored him, some of them scolded him with contempt for two words that he didn't understand, and some people directly blasted him away. In the end, it can be regarded as meeting a kind old man and teaching him to go to the location of "Zixuan Tower".

It turns out that Zixuan Lou is the largest restaurant in Nanyang City, located in a boundary in the center of the city, and the people who go there to eat are either a family or a wealthy man, and the high-ranking officials and marquis in the city are also frequent visitors there.

I don't know how long I walked, Ran Hanchuan felt that walking in this city for such a while, it was actually more tiring than rushing for a day on the mountain road, and finally saw a delicate pavilion, it was very high, the height was unique, there were seven floors, the eaves were carved with dragons and phoenixes, and it was very luxurious just to look at the appearance. On the door, there was a plaque with the words "Zixuan Building", which made Ran Hanchuan always breathe a sigh of relief.

When he walked to the door, he was about to go in, and suddenly two people pushed him out, the two people put their hands around their chests, the tips of their noses were facing up, and their huge nostrils were facing the ten-year-old Ran Hanchuan, looking at a few nose hairs that were about to be exposed.

"Two big brothers, why don't you let me in?" Ran Hanchuan asked angrily, and the two of them pushed him hard, almost lifting him to the ground.

The two of them looked at Ran Hanchuan with disdain in their eyes, and one of them said: "Where did you come from to ask for food, you want to come to our Zixuan Building!" Is Zixuan Tower a place where a little wild child like you can come? Get out of here! ”

Ran Hanchuan was angry and said, "I'm just here to find someone!" Why don't you let me in! Is bullying me just a kid? ”

Another said: "Hey, the child is quite stubborn, I don't care who you look for, don't find our Zixuan Lou if you poor boy looks for anyone!" ”

The first person receives: "Bullying you just a child? Brothers, how about bullying you kid today! ”

Ran Hanchuan felt very uncomfortable when he heard it, and the sense of humiliation made the anger in his eyes rise continuously. Xiao Qing in his arms suddenly pounced on the leg of one of them, and the wolf fangs that were not yet fully developed bit hard.

"Ah——!h The man let out a miserable scream, and a big hand grabbed Xiao Qing, Xiao Qing reacted very quickly, jumped back, and returned to Ran Hanchuan's arms.

"Little brute! It hurts me! The man shouted.

Another person hurriedly helped him and shouted to Ran Hanchuan: "Okay, you little hairy boy!" Let's come to the venue sincerely! With a wave of his hand, he shouted, "Someone! ”

Then three more people rushed out with a thick wooden board in one hand, and the person who was bitten by Xiaoqing said viciously: "Hit me!" Fight to the death! Let him know who to go and where to go! And the dog in his arms, grab me, and I'm going to drink with its meat tonight!" ”

Xiaoqing was very angry, opened her teeth and claws, and suddenly pounced on the man's hand again, and bit down his fingers.

"Ah——!h The terrible screams resounded in the city again, and the passers-by invariably stopped, looking at this scene outside Zixuan Tower with great interest.

"Up!" The other commanded, reaching out to grab Xiaoqing hanging from the fingers of the person next to him.

In the Zixuan Building, in front of a wide counter, a middle-aged man with a bloated figure seemed to be counting something with a thick notebook.

Suddenly, a scream outside the building caught his attention. The middle-aged man's graceful and luxurious appearance changed and the guy next to him asked, "What's wrong?" ”

The guy said, "It seems that there is a little ghost who asks for food and is making trouble outside the door." ”

"Oh? Imp asking for food? Wouldn't it be okay to give him some food to eat, wouldn't this fuss ruin my Zixuan Lou's reputation? ”

"Ah——!h There was a heart-rending scream, the middle-aged man frowned and looked outside, and heard a "up", and three guys took the wooden plank and surrounded a dirty-looking child.

The middle-aged man was about to call the man next to him to stop them, when he suddenly saw the child take out a long sword with a sheath and parry. The blue-black scabbard was simple and heavy, and the middle-aged man's expression changed very surprised, and then his face showed joy, and then the fat on his bloated face was twisted together, and he looked very angry.

When the guy on the side was watching a wonderful face-changing scene staged by his shopkeeper, the middle-aged man's fat palm slapped heavily on the counter, startling the guy.

"Stop!"

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