Chapter 35: What Happens to the West

But that's not my own problem, anyway, I don't practice knives.

A mellow bass voice suddenly sounded from behind Jian Wuchen.

"You shouldn't practice the knife, why should you grab it?"

"Do you still need to ask? Because of ......, of course?"

Jian Wuchen replied without thinking, but the next moment he realized that something was wrong.

Decisively using the knife as a sword, his hand held the long hilt, and he slashed backwards into an arc slash.

"People must be calm, and they must not be so irritable. ”

The man was still talking.

And Jian Wuchen finally saw his true face.

It was a man nearly two meters tall, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a pair of huge wings folded behind his back, making his body even larger.

"Who are you. ”

Jian Wuchen was tense, and a person who could quietly appear behind you was definitely not something you could afford to provoke.

The man smiled slightly, "Guess?"

"Oh. ”

Jian Wuchen nodded.

The man smiled casually, but before the smile could fully unfold, he stopped halfway.

"I guess... You're going to die!"

Jian Wuchen's voice directly interrupted his thoughts, and the blood-red blade slashed straight at his head.

"It's a bit like when I was younger. ”

The man smiled awkwardly, and as soon as he grabbed it, the blade of the sword had already fallen into his hand.

"This thing must have been left behind by the little bug that sneaked into this place back then. ”

The man looked at the blade in his hand with some nostalgia, bent his fingers, and flicked it lightly!

"Boom!"

The knife suddenly let out a desperate wail.

Jian Wuchen was terrified in his heart, the dog said, this is a spiritual weapon, not those ordinary sharp weapons.

In fact, with just a light finger, the spirit weapon felt the danger of being destroyed, and let out such a wail, so how terrifying his strength was.

The man obviously didn't want to embarrass Jian Wuchen, and gently let go of his hand and let Jian Wuchen go.

Jian Wuchen lifted the knife in his hand upside down and saluted: "Dare to ask the senior's honorific name?"

The man didn't speak for a long time, just looked at Jian Wuchen so quietly.

In the royal red eyes, it seems to be filled with a sea of corpses and blood, and in the whirlpool of a sea of blood, the killing intent is Hengtian!

"Is Dusty still alive?"

This sentence is like a thunderbolt from the sky!

Jian Wuchen's whole person was like a lightning strike, standing in place in a daze.

After a while, Jian Wuchen gently bit his lower lip, which was already slightly pale, and said slowly: "Junior, I don't understand what the seniors are talking about. ”

He said it very unconfidently, and even slightly trembled.

I don't know why, he just feels a little out of control, as if everything about himself has been seen through by him, and there are no secrets from the inside out.

But he absolutely can't say!

This secret can only be hidden in the bottom of his heart forever, and it will never be possible to tell it in his life.

The man was obviously expected by Jian Wuchen's answer, his eyes were slightly cold, but he still said with a smile:

"I can't look at this body yet, as long as the dust is fine, I will keep you safe, and it doesn't hurt to send you this body. ”

Jian Wuchen gritted his teeth and said, "Junior, I still don't understand what my seniors are talking about. ”

"Don't toast, don't eat, eat and drink!"

The man seemed to have completely lost his patience, and the cold chill spread out in all directions, and the momentum was overwhelming:

"I'm not interested in this body, I'm not interested in you, I just want Chen'er to live!"

"He is alive, and all is good to say, but if he is completely dead......"

The man's eyes gradually turned scarlet, and a bloody tear flowed from his eyes, looking strange and murderous:

"I want you to be buried with me!"

What he said was categorical, and a momentum that penetrated the sky crushed wildly all around.

Jian Wuchen only supported it for a moment, and the whole person lay on the ground, unable to move anymore!

His whole body was trembling, the bones of his whole body were creaking, and the intense pain made the whites of Jian Wuchen's eyes roll out.

Although he couldn't see it, he could clearly hear the sound of bones crushing little by little.

The body and internal organs also began to rupture initially.

Since he came to this world, Jian Wuchen has never suffered such a big loss!

The pain that penetrated deep into his bone marrow made him faint, but it was the same pain that kept him awake all the time, but he didn't have the ability to think carefully.

The man took a slight step forward, and the momentum in the surrounding void seemed to follow suit, becoming heavier.

"I'm asking again, if Chen'er is still alive!"

"Poof..."

"Ahem..."

A mouthful of reverse blood spat out directly from Jian Wuchen's mouth, and fell to the ground with a little bit of sparse lumps.

"Huh!"

Jian Wuchen smiled hard and said, "Who are you talking about, birdman!"

The previous sentence had already made the man lose his patience, but he didn't expect Jian Wuchen to add another sentence of "birdman" at the end, which directly made the man completely angry!

"You're looking for death!"

The man's eyes widened with rage, this stinky boy dared to humiliate himself!

I saw him step up, and the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth instantly began to converge like a storm tornado, and the heaven and earth changed color!

It's just that before he stepped down, he still thought of something after all, his eyes flickered back and forth, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The power that gathered the power of heaven and earth gradually began to dissipate, and the man's gaze began to change back to its original royal red, and the whole person began to slowly change back to its original appearance.

The power enveloping Jian Wuchen's body also disappeared, but Jian Wuchen couldn't get up at all.

The bones of the whole body are shattered, the main meridians have been almost broken, the flesh has been shattered, and it is almost close to a mess of minced meat.

Jian Wuchen's consciousness was still barely able to maintain a little sobriety, and the cultivation of the extreme realm made his strength extraordinary, and it also made his physical body completely changed.

But that's just enough to keep him alive and not die right away.

If he hadn't been treated in time, he would have had to wait here for death!

I saw that person slowly squatting down, lowering his head, looking at Jian Wuchen, who was staring at him, and said slowly:

"The world is not as simple as you think. ”

"So it's good for you to be honest. ”

"Don't let others give you a way to live, you don't want it, and in the end, blame others for killing you!"

The man spoke very slowly, and his voice was also low and gentle, like an elegant teacher, inducing Jian Wuchen to develop in the direction he wanted.

But no matter what the man said, Jian Wuchen's gaze did not waver even the slightest.

His gaze was still so hateful to the man, and the man's inducement had no effect on him at all.

As time went on, men began to get impatient again.

Jian Wuchen didn't eat him at all, just looked at him with a mocking smile on his face.

"If it weren't for the fact that you are also my son, I would have searched for your soul a long time ago, how could I have been with you for so long!"

Finally, the man said something that shocked Jian Wuchen.

But Jian Wuchen randomly denied it, this and the earth are not the same world at all, he is his own father?

How can it be!

However, when the cold spit out two words, Jian Wuchen finally did not calm down.

"Earth!"

It's just two bells, but this is definitely the biggest secret in Jian Wuchen's heart!

Jian Wuchen looked at the man a little dazed, a little puzzled and surprised.

As if seeing Jian Wuchen's thoughts, the man smiled slowly:

"I also crossed over, and before you. ”

Jian Wuchen was stunned: "That ......"

The man nodded and said:

"My real name is Swordsman Lian, and the ups and downs of officialdom all year round really chill my heart. ”

"I don't want you to be like me again, blinded by that filthy place. ”

"That's why I named you Wuchen. ”

As the man narrated little by little, Jian Wuchen's thoughts gradually followed him, and he began to recall his childhood.

In his childhood, there was only a cold orphanage, a cold meal, and a cold bed.

Fortunately, there is a group of people around him who are not cold, filling part of the emptiness in his heart.

But for the part of the parents, they can't give it.

In the deepest part of the system space, the dog watched coldly.

There was only a cold steel chair under its seat, and it was no longer the same as before.

"It's your own business, I can't interfere. ”

"It's better for you to solve it yourself than anything else, I hope you can understand ......"

The dog's voice just floated in the system space, and it couldn't be heard.

"So, what am I?"

Outside the system space, Jian Wuchen smiled miserably, and his pale cheeks proved even more to the despair in his heart at this moment.

Today is the last moment of disillusionment in his heart!

"You are my son on earth, he is my son in this world, you are all the same!"

The man's face gradually began to be filled with a fatherly glow: "Moreover, he is your younger brother." ”

"Are you so willing to hurt him?"

Jian Wuchen shook his head with difficulty.

His mind was in a mess right now.

What should I do?

Just when Jian Wuchen was full of entanglement and pain, a slightly indifferent voice came from the sky above the two of them.

"Give it to him. ”

The man raised his head suddenly, and his face changed dramatically in an instant, as if he had seen a ghost.

"You... You're still alive!"

The man's voice actually began to tremble faintly.

Jian Wuchen was a little curious, what kind of demeanor could make this person who claimed to be his father feel scared.

Unfortunately, he couldn't move.

"Swordsman Lian, in the past ten years, you have really had a good time. ”

A vivid red fell on Jian Wudi's side, embroidered with gold and black lotus flowers, lifelike.

There was a bit of sandalwood in the fragrant wind, and when Jian Wuchen looked up, he was stupid again.