At this moment, a carriage came galloping, driven by a thin old man, whose face was full of the hardships of life.

Xia Hou Zicong shook his right hand, the short sword in his hand seemed to disappear from the sky, and then grabbed Tang Bai to stop the carriage, picked out a gold leaf from his arms and threw it to the old man, and said, "We rented this carriage." ”

Yan Feifei didn't think about it, and also jumped into the carriage.

Xia Hou Zicong glanced at her and said, "What are you doing here?"

Yan Feifei looked at him angrily and didn't speak.

The old man who was driving the car looked at the gold leaf, a trace of surprise in his eyes, and asked, "Where is the guest officer going?"

Xia Hou Zicong thought for a while and said, "Xiangcheng!"

Yan Feifei was stunned for a moment, snorted lightly, and said to Tang Bai: "Boy, why are you so careless when you look at the barbarian experience on weekdays." ”

Tang Bai doesn't care, he has no home, the world is big, he can go anywhere, what if it falls into the hands of Xia Hou Zicong, this world has extinguished the last bit of warmth in his heart, making him feel that life is meaningless, why care so much; he looked at Yan Feifei and said calmly: "What are you doing with it?"

Yan Feifei turned her head and sulked alone.

The old man's driving skills were very good, and although the carriage was rudimentary, it was very stable.

Several people rarely spoke, and the old man was not a man of many words, and he seemed very silent along the way, and even the atmosphere was a little heavy.

When the carriage was about to drive into Xiangcheng, Tang Bai saw a corpse hanging at the gate of the city, and when Tang Bai saw the face full of scars, his eyes turned red all of a sudden, and there seemed to be a reverse blood rising in his chest.

Yan Feifei also saw the corpse, like an angry lion, jumped out of the carriage, rushed into the city gate, rushed to the city wall, and lifted the corpse.

Countless armor surrounded him, and the long knife ruthlessly killed Yan Feifei.

Tang Bai stopped the carriage, looked at Xia Hou Zicong quietly, and said, "You go and save them, and I will give you the Immortal Sutra." ”

Xia Hou Zicong shook his head and said, "Her life and death have nothing to do with me. ”

Tang Bai didn't think about it, he jumped off the carriage, his true qi was sealed, just like an ordinary teenager, if he rushed up, there was no hope of survival.

But he is really not afraid of death, if he is still angry, he will kill into the Xue family and avenge that corpse.

Xia Hou Zicong frowned, his body moved, he had jumped onto the city wall, and the golden short sword appeared in his hand again, one sword at a time, as simple as a cook cutting vegetables; he was already a ruthless person, and he was even more ruthless when he killed people, and rows of corpses quickly fell around him.

A realm master, dealing with these soldiers who have no martial arts, is like a strong man beating a group of five or six-year-old children.

All the soldiers began to retreat, and when one was beyond their imagination, one became a god in their hearts.

God is the master of the world, God has no feelings, in the eyes of God, the world is a group of foolish ants; in a moment, Xia Hou Zicong has a new understanding, his temperament has undergone a huge change, less of a trace of fireworks in the world, more of an ethereal and ruthless indifference.

Some people put down their long knives and knelt on the ground and kowtowed, they were begging for forgiveness from the gods, some soldiers fled, and Xia Hou Zicong became their eternal nightmare; there were no soldiers on the city wall, only Yan Feifei was holding the corpse and crying loudly.

A new grave was piled up in the cemetery of the Ye family, and between the graves were two worlds.

There are white candles and pastries in front of the grave, and paper money is still burning on the side; Yan Feifei stood beside Tang Bai, looking at the new grave, tears kept flowing, perhaps, there are only two people in this world who can shed tears for Ye Lang, Yan Feifei and Tang Bai.

Tang Bai held a jar of fine wine in his hand, and when the mud seal was opened, the aroma of the wine was overflowing, and it was intoxicating.

"Brother Ye, go all the way. ”

His voice was a little low, half of the wine was spilled, and half of it was in his stomach, he didn't drink before, but now he wanted to get drunk once, so he was really drunk.

When Tang Bai woke up, he found himself lying on the bed, he saw Yan Feifei and Xia Hou Zicong.

Yan Feifei fell asleep on the side of her bed, this girl had never been so sad, looking at her expression, it seemed that there were sobs in her dreams.

Xia Hou Zicong sat quietly on a chair not far away, motionless, in a daze, Tang Bai felt that he was looking at the statue of a temple, solemn and sacred, pure and mysterious, Xia Hou Zicong seemed to have gone beyond the scope of human beings, and entered a more advanced life individual.

Could this be an immortal?

This must be a dream, Tang Bai frowned, closed his eyes, he wanted to wake himself up, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that Xia Hou Zicong was already sitting in front of him, looking at him with a smile.

If Xia Hou Zicong just now gave Tang Bai the feeling that he was a god or an immortal, then when he laughed, he felt like the uncle of the neighbor next door, which made people relax, warm, and kind.

Yan Feifei seemed to feel something, and she also woke up, and when she saw Xia Hou Zicong, she hurriedly stood between the two of them and said, "What are you going to do." After speaking, his stomach 'gurgling' sounded.

Xia Hou Zicong said: "Are you hungry?"

Yan Feifei said angrily: "I want you to take care of it!"

Xia Hou Zicong was not angry, but said lightly: "People's stomachs will be hungry, only the legendary immortals don't need to eat and drink." I'm going to ask Xiao Er to bring in some food. With that, he got up and walked out the door.

When he was about to reach the door, he turned his head and looked at Tang Bai and said, "I forgot to tell you, I fed you a Soul Devouring Pill, it is a poison, if there is no antidote to my unique sect, although you will not die, but every ten days you will taste the pain of ten thousand ants devouring souls, if you don't believe it, you can see if there is a black line on your arm." ”

Tang Bai couldn't understand Xia Hou Zicong's intentions, his life seemed to have no good or evil, he was like a combination of a madman and a genius.

When Yan Feifei heard this, she pulled open Tang Bai's sleeve, and sure enough, there was a black line, like an earthworm, extending from her arm.

Yan Feifei roared angrily, clenched her fists and hit Xia Hou Zicong.

The speed of this punch was much faster than before, and there was a loud 'pop, pop' in the air, as if the entire air had been shattered by this punch.

Xia Hou Zicong's body moved, like a ghost.

Yan Feifei's fist hit his afterimage, as if it was passing through his body.

Yan Feifei still wanted to do it, but there was no Xia Hou Zicong at the door.

Not long after, Xiao Er's voice sounded outside the door: "Second master, the meal has been prepared." Then the door was gently pushed open, and a young man of sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed as a small man, walked in with a wooden plate in his hand, on which were two roast chickens, a roast duck, a braised fish, a plate of vegetables, a bucket of rice, a pot of wine, and two wine glasses.

After setting the meal, the little second brother said, 'Use it slowly!', and then walked out respectfully.

Yan Feifei was already hungry, so she tore a chicken leg and bit it, but Tang Bai had no appetite, grabbed the wine jug and was about to get himself drunk, but heard Xia Hou Zicong say calmly: "If I were you, I would definitely not get myself drunk, because my patience has always been bad." ”

Tang Bai put down the wine jug and quietly watched Yan Feifei eat.

Yan Feifei was embarrassed and asked, "Boy, why don't you eat?"

Tang Bai shook his head and said, "Don't be hungry, you can eat!"

Yan Feifei said angrily: "Then don't watch the old lady eat." "The thing she hates the most is her stomach, like a bottomless pit, she feels like a monster herself.

Tang Bai smiled, maybe the only person in this world who could laugh at him was the girl in front of him.

The death of the good people to him one by one made him feel like the Tiansha Lone Star he had heard in his previous life, able to kill the relatives around him.

He glanced at Xia Hou Zicong and said, "Go and ask Xiao Er to prepare pen and ink, I will write the scriptures of the Lotus Sutra to you, and you will let her go back when the time comes." ”

Xia Hou Zicong glanced at Yan Feifei and said, "She can leave at any time, taking her will only make me poor." ”

Yan Feifei said viciously: "I'm going to eat you." ”

Xia Hou Zicong smiled, ignored him, and went to ask Xiao Er to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

After he went out, Tang Bai looked at Yan Feifei and said, "What are you doing with us, you suddenly disappeared again, your parents don't know how anxious they are, go back!"

Yan Feifei shook her head and said, "No, I can't ignore you." ”

Tang Bai muttered to himself: "Who in this world can be more important than his parents?"

The pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were prepared quickly, and even Xia Hou Zicong's indifferent temperament couldn't help the excitement in his heart at this time.

Tang Bai is very calm, he loved calligraphy all his life, but often wrote some words and pasted Buddhist scriptures, "Lotus Sutra" he was not able to write down silently, but in another world's "Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra", he remembered some subsections, but involuntarily wrote it in ink.

After the ink was written, Xia Houzi Cong snatched it like a treasure, and looked at it word by word, but the scriptures were vague and awkward, and it was difficult to understand the meaning of the scriptures for a while, but the important ideas hidden in the scriptures, the road to reason, resonated with him, as if lighting a lamp for him to see a higher and broader world.

Even late at night, he didn't sleep, and he understood the meaning word by word, like madness. In the early hours of the morning, the inn suddenly burst into flames, and the screams were constantly drowned in billowing smoke.

Xia Hou Zicong was annoyed, pushed open the doors and windows to look, and saw that there was a lot of people outside the inn, surrounded by cavalry, he thought about it, and understood that Xue Shiren had found this place and came to find something.

He is also a person who has been the lord of the city, and knows that in his own acre and three points of land, only he is the master, and any existence that provokes his majesty will be eliminated. He wasn't afraid of Xue Shiren, but he had just gotten the 'Lotus Sutra', and he really didn't want to cause more trouble.

At this time, Tang Bai and Yan Feifei were also woken up, and the two of them guessed and knew what was going on.

Xia Hou Zicong grabbed Tang Bai and was about to leave, Tang Bai said calmly: "If you leave her, I will die in front of you immediately." ”

Xia Hou Zicong looked at Tang Bai and said, "Do you still have scriptures that you haven't written?"

Tang Bai was silent, Xia Hou Zicong snorted, and was about to arrest Yan Feifei.

Yan Feifei said angrily: "You old rascal, what do you want to do." After saying that, you have to do it.

Tang Bai looked at her speechlessly, and Xia Houzi Cong said angrily: "Follow behind, I don't care if I lose it." With that, he walked outside.