Chapter 35: A Fork in the Road
After the old man left, Xiao Jiansheng continued to ponder what he had just said, and felt that the more he chewed, the more reasonable it became, just like a few plates of side dishes in front of him, accompanied by a jar of soju, and gradually chewed out the taste of delicacies from the mountains and seas.
Of course, he had never eaten the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, and the taste was all based on his imagination.
After a while, Xiao Jiansheng wanted another jar of wine, and soon drank half of the jar, and the emotion in his heart became more and more, and it had reached the point where he had nowhere to tell, in fact, he was already slightly drunk at this time, but he was reluctant to throw down the half jar of wine, and drank it all up.
Night hits, and the streets are lit up with dim lights.
There were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the streets, and at last only a lonely figure remained, swaying like the lights in the night breeze, not knowing where to go.
The moonlight tonight is not very beautiful, hazy and a little depressing.
Xiao Jiansheng walked aimlessly along a road, I don't know how long he walked, the road forked, Xiao Jiansheng stopped and didn't know which one to take, he vaguely remembered, one was home, the other was to the riverbank, he could still remember, when he entered Panlong Town, it was the gravel path he took.
The road leads outside the town.
Xiao Jiansheng hesitated, not knowing how to choose.
In fact, his hesitation was only a matter of a short moment, after all, those things were at home, and it was impossible for him to leave Panlong Town alone.
The night wind blew, his face was hot, and his feet fluttered lightly like stepping on cotton, Xiao Jiansheng smiled to himself and walked in the direction of home.
opened the door, Xiao Jiansheng disliked the darkness at home, so he lit the lamp, at this time he was too lazy to think about anything else, as long as he was comfortable, he wanted to lie down and sleep beautifully until dawn, and then ignore those troublesome things.
I don't know what I suddenly remembered, so I sat in front of the black stone chessboard like a ghost, and began to ponder, and my mind sank into it, and soon a page of book paper appeared in front of his eyes in a daze, and the book paper turned page by page, and when the blood of the demon lord appeared, Xiao Jiansheng stopped turning over, and began to study it seriously, and gradually fell into it.
I don't know when, there were dark clouds outside, the wind was fierce, a strong wind slammed open his courtyard door, pushed open his door, and blew the oil-paper lamp to the ground, the lamp went out, and the house fell into pitch black, Xiao Jiansheng didn't feel it at all.
The wind finally stopped, and the sound of rain sounded in front of and behind the house.
Xiao Jiansheng was still silent in the world of the black stone chessboard as if he hadn't heard, he was carefully studying the cultivation method, his hands cooperated, making some strange movements, sometimes holding up with both hands, sometimes slapping one palm to the ground, sometimes pointing at the sword together, his breathing became heavier and heavier, his eyes became brighter and brighter, better than the lamp......
I don't know how long later, the rain outside also stopped, and the black clouds protruded from the half of the moon.
In the small courtyard, the rain became a stream, and the night wind howled.
Xiao Jiansheng stood in the mud, quietly looking at the half moon from afar, the half moon in his cold eyes became bigger and bigger, soon he felt that he was completely silent in the moonlight, he began to open his mouth to frantically absorb the cold air from the moonlight, gradually, his eyes began to turn blood red, and the tips of his white hair seemed to be stained with blood, turning scarlet and seeping.
However, just when Xiao Jiansheng was hungry and thirsty, a cloud of ink rolled in, blocking the moon at an extremely fast speed.
Xiao Jiansheng suddenly lowered his head high, and then looked at a place in Panlong Town, he seemed to hear a joking laughter, laughing at his own strength, Xiao Jiansheng snorted coldly, took the Nine Turns of Tianyue from the house, assembled them one by one, and dragged the Nine Turns of Tianyue to stride out of the gate, his steps became faster and faster, and after a few breaths, he began to gallop, and every time he landed on the earth, he trembled, making a heavy echo, and the Nine Turns of Tianyue ploughed a long ditch a few feet deep on the earth.
One shot after another, accompanied by countless muddy water, went crazy through one quiet alley after another, at this moment, the entire Panlong Town could hear his muffled footsteps, and many people quickly lit up the lights, one, two...... Nine hundred and ninety-nine.
Not long after Xiao Jiansheng left Panlong Town, a pair of dry hands gently picked up the lamp that had been blown down by the wind, and then quickly lit it.
Under the light, a figure glanced at the messy home, sighed, and then his eyes fell on the chessboard, and after touching it with his hand a few times, the broken line of the chessboard lit up again.
Then, the two ends of the chess line began to extend infinitely, and after a few breaths, the small room could no longer accommodate it, and the chess line rose through the roof, and finally turned into a large net covering the sky and approached the ink cloud from afar.
Immediately afterwards, the man rummaged in the house for a while, and it seemed that there was nothing that satisfied him, so he took off his shoes with a big grin, picked off his feet for a while, and then took a gourd from his waist, and poured it into his own small mouth.
At this moment, Xiao Jiansheng was already far away from Panlong Town, his feet were staggered like flying, and an afterimage went straight to the cemetery, when he was still dozens of zhang away from the cemetery, Jiang Xiaobai walked out of a dense forest, and sneered: "The time is just right, after thinking about it day by day, what is the answer?"
Xiao Jiansheng stopped, took a few breaths, shook his head, and asked: "Why do you kill innocents indiscriminately, is it just to force me to nod and agree, if I don't agree, are you still going to bloody Panlong Town?"
Jiang Xiaobai didn't rush to answer, but suddenly frowned, then looked up at the night sky, his face was a little intriguing, then smiled, nodded and said: "People have to die sooner or later, if it can die meaningfully, it will be worth it, for this one, Jiang Mou cut off the back road, it can be said that he has paid too much, if you stand in Jiang's position, you will do the same." β
Xiao Jiansheng smiled: "So, it's even more impossible for me to agree." β
Jiang Xiaobai moved a few steps forward and said: "Don't be in a hurry to deny it first, you must know that this Fang Tian will soon become Jiang's private property, and no one will be able to endanger Jiang at that time, so instead of struggling to the death, you should achieve a great cause with Jiang, and then you may be able to reach a height that is difficult for others to reach." β
Xiao Jiansheng sneered a few times, and didn't rush to reply, the eyes that had returned to normal quietly swept around, and then said: "Before I saw you, I thought that guy was crazy enough, and wanted to rule the world with witchcraft, but I didn't expect that after seeing you, I felt that the two of you were as stupid." β
"Aren't you crazy enough, you have lived for more than ten years with luck, even if you die now, it is enough, once Jiang had the heart to find you thousands of miles away, but I didn't expect you to send it to the door yourself, it seems that Jiang's luck
That's not bad. β
At this moment, Jiang Xiaobai's thug grabbed the sky, and a certain cloud was summoned, and it moved in an instant, as if it was swept by the wind, and it was crushed towards the sky above Panlong Town, and the ink cloud was still hundreds of miles away, Xiao Jiansheng could already clearly feel that the cloud was terrifying, as if it was not a cloud, but an idea condensed by the grievances of countless dead people, far beyond his mental power.
At the same time, Xiao Jiansheng tightened the spear in his hand, suddenly lifted the spear and took a step forward, and then the tip of the nine turns Tianyue spear pointed forward, followed by a gust of wind brought by the dancing of the tip of the spear and danced wildly, the wind rose, the grass on the ground and the water traces underground, as well as the green leaves on the trees came and went with the wind, at this moment, I don't know how many green leaves became like the tip of the spear that could kill, and how many water droplets hit Jiang Xiaobai like arrows, however, the real tip of the spear was still hidden in the wind, hidden in the whistling sound that covered the earth, as if the sky and the earth were about to change colorγ
Jiang Xiaobai didn't move in place, just waved his sleeves, and those majestic sounds of slaughter stopped abruptly, and the full intention of shooting around him stopped in an instant, it was so easy and freehand, and he turned Xiao Jiansheng's two moves across the Tianhe and Tianhe into nothing.
Jiang Xiaobai's face did not feel the slightest effort.
Similarly, Xiao Jiansheng did not mean to be disappointed, he did not want to use the killing move condensed by this shot to kill Jiang Xiaobai, but at this time, he cut his palm open, took a little blood and condensed it into a bead, just when Jiang Xiaobai waved his hand, he had already ejected the blood bead, suspended somewhere between him and Jiang Xiaobai, ready to kill at any time.
Jiang Xiaobai said lightly: "Aren't you a five-grade master, why are you pitiful with few means?"
At the same time as Jiang Xiaobai said this, the ink cloud had been pressed very low, as if it was only a tree high, Xiao Jiansheng sneered and suddenly spread out his palm, and a long sword appeared in his palm, the sword body was as delicate as snow, there was no body in the void and reality, it was really his mental power condensation, but it was slightly different from the sword of mental power that he had condensed in the past, this one had already shown its original form, and there seemed to be a holy light burning on the sword body.
Jiang Xiaobai glanced at the long sword in Xiao Jiansheng's hand, and said disdainfully: "This sword can break through the peak of the Six Realms, and there is no danger to Jiang." β
Xiao Jiansheng didn't pay attention to it, and suddenly a sword came out, and the surrounding wind and clouds changed again, as if the sound of the waves came, layer by layer, crushing the location of Jiang Xiaobai, the sword light passed, the green grass withered, and the trees within the surrounding range of hundreds of zhang were all cut off, the incision was smooth and abnormal, and even the higher grave pile was also cut off.
When everything returned to normal, Jiang Xiaobai laughed twice, and then beckoned violently, the ink cloud wind swept in, and the entire ground seemed to be a few feet shorter, Xiao Jiansheng kept pursing his lips tightly, carefully perceiving the resentment in the ink cloud, he felt that this time was obviously different from the last time, those resentments before were only the strength of the five realms, and this time suddenly made him feel powerless and jealous from the heart.
However, just as Xiao Jiansheng was controlling the blood bead to silently approach Jiang Xiaobai, suddenly, the ink cloud seemed to have been hit by something, and it shattered into hundreds of pieces in an instant.
At this moment, not only Xiao Jiansheng was surprised, but Jiang Xiaobai also grew his mouth in surprise, and his angry eyes stared at the clouds tightly, and at this moment, a blood bead that gradually faded away suddenly shot away.
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