The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is fluttering, this is a strange land, so strange that Chen Bufan can't recall where he has seen it in his exhaustive memory, and he can't recall it, but he has an inexplicable sense of familiarity. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Strange and familiar, where is this place?

Chen Bufan didn't know, he looked at this strange world in a daze, looked at those broken mountains and rivers, watched the mountains break, and looked at the miserable appearance of the world, he was dazed and silent.

It is a mountain peak, the peak is very high, there is not much vegetation on the top of the mountain, and you can overlook the extremely vast scenery from standing here.

Chen Bufan stood here, his gaze swept over the broken peaks, swept over the ravines and criss-crossed soil, and landed on the dark cracks on the ground like canyons.

Those cracks were very dark, like a terrifying giant mouth, leading to the unknowable Nine Netherworlds.

Then Chen Bufan raised his head and looked at the sky.

The sky was blue, but the clouds were torn apart, and the golden sunlight fell on his cheeks, very warm.

It looks like this place has just experienced some fierce war, which is why it looks so bad, but there is no smell of gunpowder smoke in the air, and it is clear that it has been a long time since the end of the battle.

Chen Bufan thought quietly, he didn't see any corpses among those mountains, grasses and trees, he breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head, and only then did he notice the difference in his body.

I don't know why, today he is not wearing the habitual white clothes, but a black gold dragon robe, black background gold pattern, dragon pattern embroidery, without the clean and simple style he usually has, to be more graceful and luxurious, he doesn't know the style of the palace clothes in Dongyu, otherwise I am afraid that he will be surprised, because the style of this black gold dragon robe is already the highest specification in the temple of Dongyu, and the meaning is self-evident.

Chen Bufan frowned, not because this dress is not good-looking, on the contrary, this dress is full of luxury, and it has a trace of domineering that he has never had, but the style of this dress is diametrically opposed to his character and temperament, and he doesn't understand why he wears it on his body.

Moreover, he also found that the book he usually held in his hand was gone, and the dragon hair pen was missing, as if they had never appeared.

The book has been with him since he made a small memory, and now it suddenly disappeared, he was a little confused, but he was not too flustered, let it be, when he was a child, the book had been lost by him countless times, or fell into the mountain stream, or fell in the forest, but he didn't need to be too anxious to look for it, it didn't take long for the book to appear in front of him, the master said that this was caused by luck, because he was born with boundless luck.

Chen Bufan looked at those cracks like an abyss, walking from the top of the mountain to the field at the foot of the mountain, his pace was very calm, shrunk into inches, and soon came to the mountains, standing next to the abyss and looking down, like a curious child, these cracks are extremely deep, as if a bottomless pit, leading to the depths of the earth, Chen Bufan tentatively threw a stone down, but after a long time did not hear an echo, and finally determined that its depth must not be something that ordinary people can go down to explore.

What happened to the strange and familiar sky, the strange and familiar earth, and this picture after the natural disaster? Chen Bufan didn't understand.

Another man in the mountains in the distance.

Chen Bufan looked over and found that this was a middle-aged swordsman, dressed as an ordinary chivalrous man, holding a simple and unpretentious iron sword, and his gestures seemed to blend into the nature of heaven and earth, and the avenue was natural.

This middle-aged swordsman has a pair of eyeballs that people care about very much, it turns out to be a pair of red pupils, ordinary people are basically black-haired and black-pupiled, but this person actually has a red pupil that burns like a flame, which makes people have to care, Chen Bufan looked at him, curious about the identity of the other party, this kind of person with strange pupils is very rare in the world, and it is even more difficult to meet a monk genius who is one in a thousand, and often this kind of person can always have good attainments in the field of cultivation, and they are famous in history.

The middle-aged swordsman walked up to Chen Bufan and only said a word.

"Here they are. ”

Then he said no more, as if that sentence was enough.

Who are they? What happened? Are they enemies? Who are you?

Chen Bufan was very curious, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the words he said changed to another tone.

A cold, majestic, and solemn tone, like an emperor who reigns over the world, completely devoid of Chen Bufan's usual approachable feeling, like another person talking.

"Then kill them. ”

The middle-aged swordsman said again: "But even if you and I join forces, we may not be his opponents, you and I both know this." ”

It's him, not them.

At this moment, Chen Bufan found that he had lost the right to control his body, he watched all this quietly, like a calm spectator, unable to intervene in the story, he vaguely understood something, looked calmly, and no longer tried to struggle.

"There are some things that we know we will die for, but we have to do them, because if we don't do them, there will be no one to do. ”

Chen Bufan said lightly, the clouds were light and the wind was light.

The middle-aged swordsman was silent for a while, looked at the dark and terrifying abyss on the ground, and said, "Maybe you and I will die." ”

Chen Bufan chuckled and said, "Do you think I'll be afraid of this?"

The middle-aged swordsman said, "But you can't die. ”

Chen Bufan was silent.

The middle-aged swordsman continued: "I can die, but you can't, and if you die, we really have no hope. ”

Chen Bufan frowned and said: "But after all, you are stronger, according to what you say, is it possible that if you die, I can fight against him if I survive? ”

The middle-aged swordsman shook his head and said, "You are the Dao Ancestor, the hope of Kyushu, and I can only fight for the last ten thousand years for this sky with my own life." ”

Hearing this, Chen Bufan's heart was shocked, this middle-aged swordsman's words involved Kyushu, that other world that is rumored to be connected to the Dao Domain, could it be said that this is the legendary Kyushu?

Daozu ...... What does this title mean?

The wind whipped up sand and dust and drifted among the mountains, and Chen Bufan's black-veined dragon robe and the middle-aged swordsman's robe swayed back and forth in the breeze.

Chen Bufan looked at the middle-aged swordsman and said softly, "Are you ready to die?" ”

When the middle-aged swordsman heard this, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "You are really not afraid of death." ”

Chen Bufan stared at his eyes and shouted coldly: "Luo Bushu, I don't owe you anything!"

His expression was cold and angry.

The middle-aged swordsman laughed, laughed frankly, and said: "What is this owed, you and I are both dying and living for the common people of Kyushu, we are both heroes, we are all heroes, hahaha." ”

After saying that, after laughing, he turned and left.

Graceful back, lonely, but tall like a giant.

The dust in the mountains and fields slowly fell, and the dead leaves in the forest fell to the ground, as if everything had come to an end. (To be continued.) )