Chapter 144: Departure (1)

In the face of the strong pressure of the purple-clothed man, the general of the state capital could only watch the two other generals die, and he had no ability to stop the killing of another underworld who was also a super strong!

He had also lived for nearly eighty years, and he had never seen any scenes? Naturally, he knew what they were going to do, that is, to kill all the Iwajiang City Hunters who had seen everything before! So that the group of people behind them would not know what had just happened!

As soon as he thought of this, Ji's body left his back, and when he said in his heart, Zhang Shaochang, the head of Xijiang City, was killed, and then, Ji's figure flashed quickly.

A bloody light, another bloody light! Afterward, endlessly! Blood flew in the air, and was instantly evaporated into red light smoke by the pressure of yin and yang purple qi, and dissipated.

Only two of them couldn't breathe, and they flashed to the side of the purple-clothed man, and at this moment, none of the trappers in Yanjiang City survived, and all died.

"You're slowing down. ”

The man in purple didn't pay attention to the people who were suppressed, and just said lightly to Ji.

The latter raised his palm to his nose, sighed carefully, made a very satisfied expression, and replied with a light smile: "Naturally, I can't compare with you, the head of the Seven Souls, Yan." ”

The purple-clothed man known as Yan snorted.

The general of the state capital knelt on the ground, his old face was flushed, he couldn't even raise his head, he could only listen to the two super strong men talking in front of him like a very leisurely conversation, and he, everyone in his field, was like ants who couldn't breathe, let him suppress in the conversation!

The gap in strength, the weak eat the strong, the king is defeated, when they face someone weaker than themselves, they will also think like Yan Heji, high up. For many years, this world has been like this, but when those really strong people are no longer afraid of everything, just like Chen Qing said, since someone wants to eat the weak, then give him back a strong man!

After each of them said a word, they didn't continue. Yan's body exerted force slightly, and the purple qi power disappeared instantly, and the spiritual power withdrew into his body.

The general only felt as if the mountain on his back was suddenly gone, and his whole body was breathing, and those Mahayana realm catchers who were lying on the ground could finally stand up, and their mouths were nauseous, as if after a while, they would suffocate to death.

Ji and Yan looked at the direction in which Chen Changxiao left, glanced at each other, and then turned into one

The ghost vanished.

The general of the state capital looked up, there was no one in front of him, he stood up with his pestle and sword, his eyes were on his upper eyelids, and he gasped and said fiercely: "Everyone go back immediately, and immediately inform the city lords that people in the underworld have broken into the state, and the whole city must be guarded!"

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In the other corner of Yanjiang City, the sword spirit took Mo Jingyao to Lujiang Town.

Chen Changxiao's body shook suddenly, he closed his eyes, Mo Jingyao held him up, the spiritual aura of his whole body was weakening little by little, and the long hair behind his back emitted a white pink light, gradually revealing the black that it should have.

In the middle of the ring, he opened his eyes, and the previous white glow disappeared, and his deep and handsome eyes appeared.

He looked at his hands, looking at the whole body, the tendons, the dantian, and all the parts. Suddenly, I found that this body seemed to have grown again, it was renewed, there was no discomfort, but it had become much better, and the most important thing was that the cultivation at the peak of the Spirit True Realm was only one foot away from the Mahayana realm.

Although he was extremely excited in his heart, after all, he was only nineteen years old now, and he had this kind of strength, in this world, I am afraid that he really can't find a few people. However, if he can choose not to have such strength, he will definitely not obtain it, at the cost of the lives of the eight people in the night, this heaviness makes him unbearable, he would rather really become a wasted person, than want those innocent people to lose their lives for themselves!

He looked up at the Lujiang Wine Inn, which did not have the slightest gorgeous image at the end of the town, and walked with Mo Jingyao, it was morning, there was still some time before noon, and the middle-aged people working in the town had gone out to plow the land, and sometimes there were a few elegant old people sitting on the eaves and swaying their fans, talking about household affairs.

When they saw Chen Changxiao and the two of them coming, they both opened their smiles and showed their remaining yellow teeth, raised their hands and said hello.

A few hairy children came over to surround the two and call out to their brothers and sisters, smiling innocently.

After a while, the two walked to the door of the Green River Wine Inn, stepped on the door, and found that all the things inside were neatly arranged, and the tables and chairs were wiped clean, as if the owner of the house was going to go out for a few months before returning, so everything was sealed.

Chen Changxiao touched the counter without a little dust, this is the place where Qianmei Niang collects her accounts, women, always have a natural affection for money, and the counter still exudes the smell of rouge powder she left behind.

She continued

Walking inside, I came to a rocking chair in front of several large wine jars, as if I saw Ye Tian lying on it like a child of a few years old, stretching his old waist and swaying comfortably. And the various wines behind him are the favorites of Song Huanduo, Duan Wusheng, Li Chengfeng and Ban Shi.

Song Huanduo is a literati, and the amount of alcohol is not good enough, but he still has to compete with a strong blacksmith like Ban Shi, and every time he is drunk and then taken up by Qiao Ling for a lesson. So everyone couldn't laugh or cry for a while.

But now, those scenes will no longer be there, there is just this deserted house, and he and Mo Jingyao.

With the sound of wooden planks clattering, Chen Changxiao went up to the second floor, walked into their rooms in turn, pushed open the door, and looked inside, whether it was clothes or bed quilts, they were as neat as downstairs.

Mo Jingyao followed behind him, her heart was also extremely sad, she held Chen Changxiao's palm tightly, and said softly:

"The dead are gone, the living are gone, let them go. ”

"The dead are gone, and the living are like that. ”

Chen Changxiao repeated her words, closed her eyes, and let out a long sigh. Looking back a few days ago, everyone was still very high-spirited, and now, it is already heaven and earth.

The two of them were silent for a moment, then took an item from each of their rooms and packed up all their belongings.

Soon, the two of them stood downstairs and looked up at the building carefully, Chen Changxiao bowed, and Mo Jingyao followed.

In the middle of the sound, the two got up, Chen Changxiao closed his eyes, his expression was a little complicated, and he just said lightly:

"Here, let him be the past, Brother Ye, Second Brother Duan, Third Brother Song, Sister Qiao Ling, Fifth Brother Ce, Sixth Brother Ban, Seventh Brother Li, and Sister Mei Niang, rest in peace, I will pass on your strength, and I will never let you down, Heaven and Earth are righteous, and the people of Dawn!"

The last word fell, he suddenly opened his eyes, the ghost talisman in his left hand appeared with a green light, and then the piercing ghost fire burned on the palm of his hand, he raised his sleeve and waved it, and the surging flames wrapped the entire inn building, and gradually, the wooden house wall disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into ashes, and in a few blinks of an eye, only a push of black ash remained, blown away by the wind.

The idle old man and lady on the street were puzzled, but they didn't think much about it, because the world was impermanent, and they didn't seem to look for anything more when they had already set foot in the graveyard.