A lot of people love the night.

An Zheng, Du Shou and Zhong Jiu Ge walked on the street at night, with the illusion that they were walking through another world. Tonight, Nanshan Street looks quieter, and even the air is dead. When they passed by the Nanshan Street School, they looked inside, and the corpses were still hanging on the beams of the room and swinging, and when they looked in through the door, they saw a piece of legs and feet.

Several children crouched in the doorway and cried, and then a six or seven-year-old stood up and climbed onto the table with great difficulty, trying to remove a body from the beam, but he obviously couldn't. An Zheng's footsteps stopped outside the school, hesitated for a moment, and finally didn't do anything.

"Sin always appears at night and ends at night. ”

Zhong Jiu Ge sighed: "Ended by another evil. ”

"Go back, the corpse will be disposed of, and if anyone sees you here, your door will be hurt. ”

An Zheng said a word to the children, and then walked forward. Those children looked back at An Zheng blankly, and someone shouted in the back: "An Zheng, after all, this is our school, our husband!"

An Zheng shook his head: "This has never been our school, nor is it our husband." ”

The children couldn't understand what An Zheng's words meant, and only felt that he was a little cold-blooded and ruthless. But in the end, they had to give up and leave the school step by step. What they didn't know was that An Zheng didn't let them touch those corpses to protect them. Even though Chen Pu is dead, the new power in Nanshan Street will soon rise, so the nostalgia of these children is likely to become their bane.

"Where to go now?"

Du asked thinly.

"Find a place to sleep. ”

An Zheng whispered, and then quickened his pace.

The night was getting deeper.

The three of them didn't go home because the dilapidated little yard was no longer safe. They went out of Nanshan Street, stopped in a mountain forest, found a large tree where they could live, and climbed up to lie on the thick branches, but none of them were sleepy.

"Anzheng, can we change our fate?"

Du asked thinly.

An Zheng's gaze stayed on the stars in the night sky through the leaves, and nodded slowly: "No one can't change their fate, it depends on the direction of change." Everyone is actually changing their destiny every day, but no one is aware of it. In fact, fate is not predetermined, but the way out of man himself. The road traveled every day is the direction of fate, and where you finally reach it is actually completely dependent on your own feet. ”

Zhong Jiuge felt that An Zheng must be a person with a story, but he didn't dare to ask.

An Zheng let Du Shou and Zhong Jiuge sleep, and he was on duty alone. Du Shou and Zhong Jiu Ge are both people with big hearts, and they are tired, so they soon fell asleep. An Zheng waited until the two of them fell asleep, then quietly descended from the big tree and returned towards Nanshan Street.

The wine flag was still flying, and the door to the tavern was closed.

An Zheng's thin and small figure stood outside the tavern door in the night, a little depressed. He raised his hand and tried to knock on the door, but hesitated several times and didn't do it. He borrowed the sword intent on the wine flag and killed Kou Ba, and Aunt Ye said don't come again. But before the day was over, An Zheng reappeared outside the tavern door. He thought of Xiao Qidao's immature face, and suddenly felt a little selfish.

A cultivator like Aunt Ye hid his cultivation and opened a tavern on Nanshan Street, definitely not for himself. Xiao Qidao's physique is extraordinary, but Aunt Ye does not allow him to practice, and it is definitely not Aunt Ye herself. An Zheng suddenly woke up to the fact that Aunt Ye was protecting Xiao Qidao. Therefore, An Zheng felt that he was selfish, if the fact that Aunt Ye was a cultivator was exposed, then the consequences might not be something he could have predicted.

So he turned around and left.

He didn't see it, and he couldn't feel it, Aunt Ye was actually standing in the door. Aunt Ye was carrying a sword in her hand, a long sword like a long rainbow and autumn water. There was murderous intent in her eyes, but there was also hesitation. Her sword was lifted twice and lowered twice. The moment An Zheng turned to leave, she suddenly felt tired. Then she felt that things might not be what she thought, so she opened the door.

At the door is placed a small cloth bag.

Aunt Ye picked up the small cloth bag, walked back to the house and closed the door. I sat down and opened the small cloth bag, and found that it was a medium-grade spirit stone in good condition, and a booklet that had obviously just been written and still had the fragrance of ink.

"Xiao Qidao's physique is very good, although I don't know why you stopped him from cultivating, but seven or eight out of ten are out of protection. But how long can you protect her? For the rest of your life? I don't dare to say that this thing is suitable for Xiao Qidao, but at least it can give him the strength to protect himself. Sometimes, let the child be mediocre and not shine, but it still can't stop the disaster. Some of the things recorded in this booklet, if Xiao Qidao is applicable, I hope it can help you and repay me for borrowing that sword. ”

Aunt Ye opened the second page of the booklet, and after only a few glances, her face immediately changed. An indescribable fear flashed in her eyes, as if there was her predator in the booklet.

"Why do you have Daxi's cultivation exercises?"

Aunt Ye's voice trembled slightly and she muttered to herself, as if she had been lifted from the veil in her heart and saw the depths of her heart.

"Why are you just an orphan on Nanshan Street, but you know Xiao Qidao's physique?"

Her hand gripped the hilt of the sword again, and the killing intent in her eyes appeared again.

"Maybe he didn't mean it. ”

A man's voice sounded outside the door, deep and gentle.

With a squeak, when the door was pushed open, Aunt Ye was shocked to realize that she had forgotten to plug in the door. Entering the door was a scholar dressed in cloth, who looked to be about thirty years old, with a somewhat haggard face, but he was very handsome. It's the kind of lazy and unkempt handsome, but the stubble on his chin doesn't affect his temperament in the slightest, young, but full of vicissitudes. When he looked at Aunt Ye, there was a kind of apology in his eyes.

"Sorry for the late night interruption. ”

He stood in the doorway, closed it with his hand, but did not go any further.

"As I said, you're not welcome here. ”

Aunt Ye said in a cold tone: "We came to the Illusory World Eternal City for refuge, and you are the same as the Yin Soul who came here and did not disperse." ”

The scholar said: "I was entrusted by the old man to protect you, I know that you have a misunderstanding of me, but I can't help but do his entrustment." ”

"Misunderstanding?"

Aunt Ye raised the long sword violently, and the sword intent on the tip of the sword was awe-inspiring: "I saw you stab him in the chest with my own eyes, what kind of misunderstanding is this?"

The scholar's face was gloomy: "You don't know the pain he suffered when he was poisoned into the inner mansion, I killed him because I didn't want him to continue to suffer." You know all this, you hate me just because I ended his life. You weren't an unreasonable woman, but because he died, you became paranoid. You always feel that he and I both love you, and I killed him on purpose. ”

"You go!"

Aunt Ye's voice was trembling, and her hand holding the sword was also trembling.

"I'm not leaving. ”

The scholar waved his hand, and the booklet on the table immediately flew over and fell into his hand, and he looked down: "That young man, something should have happened to him, he is no longer the original young man." But either way, he has no ill will towards you. The exercises in this booklet are indeed suitable for the Little Seven Paths. I know that the only sustenance you have for your life now is Xiao Qidao, and you want to protect him, so you don't allow him to practice. ”

"But this idea is not right, what if something happens to you, Xiao Qidao doesn't know how to practice?"

Aunt Ye sneered: "Didn't you swear that you would protect us?"

The scholar nodded: "I will die in front of you, so if you die, there will really be no one around Xiao Qidao." ”

Aunt Ye's face changed, the long sword in her hand couldn't hold it, and it fell to the ground with a bang.

The scholar continued: "That young man named An Zheng may have been reincarnated. This reincarnated person used to be very powerful, otherwise he would not have written such a high-level exercise. You should help An Zheng, because his future is limitless. Find a friend for Xiao Qidao, a long-term backer, so that Xiao Qidao has someone to trust and rely on besides you and me. ”

Aunt Ye asked, "Why don't you go and help him personally?"

The scholar smiled bitterly: "My name is Mu Changyan, and I am the city lord of the Illusory World Forever City, sooner or later he will know, so if I help him, he will be suspicious." But you are different, you are Xiao Qidao's mother, you personally helped An Zheng, and An Zheng will do his best to protect Xiao Qidao in the future. You and I both know how strong our opponents are, maybe we will all die one day, and no one knows when this day will come. ”

"You came to the Illusory World City for refuge, so I came too. I don't trust the people in this place, so I'll kill everyone who can threaten you and become the lord of the Illusory City. I've re-established the rules here, so that everyone is afraid of me. I did all this just to make you safer. ”

Aunt Ye's hands trembled more and more, and she was speechless.

Mu Changyan said: "He and I are brothers, and we both love you." But you chose him, I am jealous and angry, but he is still my brother, and you are still the woman I love. No matter what you think of me, I am willing to do things for your mother and son. ”

He was silent for a while and then said, "If you think what I said has some truth, then go find An Zheng, help him wash his marrow, and then let him go to the Phantom World Academy with Xiao Qidao." The Phantom World Academy was originally opened by me for Xiao Qidao, and it was always his safe haven and a school for him to grow up. With An Zheng protecting him at all times, plus me, in the Phantom World Academy, Xiao Qidao can grow up safely. ”

Mu Changyan turned around, and when he was about to go out, he said: "You and I are both people who have no future, but Xiao Qidao has a future. The kind of protection you are now attached to is actually just your selfishness, not for him, but for yourself. ”

Aunt Ye's body shook a few times, and she sat down on the chair weakly.

"The poison in my body, I can carry it for a few years. ”

Mu Changyan's tone softened: "In the past few years, I will do my best to teach Xiao Qidao and teach his father's skills." ”

After saying this, he pushed open the door and left, his back looking so lonely. Aunt Ye stood up with tears in her eyes and wanted to grab something, but that hand only held the air in the end.

That day, he was too deeply poisoned. She wanted to pull out the poison for him, but Mu Changyan didn't allow it, because the poison was incurable. In the end, it was Mu Changyan who pulled out the poison, but he still couldn't save him. But Mu Changyan was also poisoned, and no one knew when the poison would occur. Aunt Ye cried bitterly, this God was too unfair to her, two men who were very important in her life, one died, and the other was about to die.

She turned around and glanced at Xiao Qidao, who was sleeping soundly on the bed.