"You guy...... Uncle, how's it going?

Glaring at the half-crazy Qiu Wuyi in disgust, Fan Lingyu turned around and was about to pick up the woodcutter who fell to the ground.

"How dare you let the eldest lady ......"

The woodcutter was only in pain from the fall, but did not hurt his muscles and internal organs, and sat on the ground in a daze, not daring to touch Fan Lingyu's outstretched hand.

"Uncle, Yuanshan City is not my father's city, it is the city of all of us, our Fan family is doing things for everyone, how dare or not. "

Fan Lingyu smiled at the woodcutter, grabbed the big hand that had become rough from years of labor, and pulled the woodcutter up. Two soldiers picked up the firewood scattered on the ground, tied it up with ease, and stood beside the woodcutter.

"Good!"

"The eldest lady said it so well!"

The crowd of onlookers immediately erupted in thunderous cheers. More and faster chapters are here.

"Multi-...... Thank you, Miss. "

The woodcutter picked up the firewood on his back and stammered and scratched his hair in thanks.

"Wang Wu!"

"Yes!"

A middle-aged soldier, dressed in a slightly different way, stepped forward quickly, took out several gold coins from his bosom, and politely handed them to the woodcutter.

"This ...... How can this be done?"

"Uncle, that's what the law is, in the streets of Fangshi, murders, brawls, thefts, etc., the perpetrators are guilty, and the city patrol that day is also responsible, and needs to compensate the victims for part of the losses. Uncle, you take the money to see the doctor first, if there is an internal injury, our Fan family will bear all the expenses. "

Fan Lingyu, who was still young, recited the letter of the decree word by word, and the soldier named Wang Wu stuffed the gold coin into the woodcutter's hand, which could not be refused. Be the first to update

"Thank you, thank you, Miss, thank you Master Fan......"

The woodcutter retreated thankfully, and the crowd cheered and applauded for a long time.

All this, Qiu Wuyi didn't seem to see anything, still deep in the darkness, didn't wipe away his tears, opened his mouth wide and smiled.

This feeling of loneliness was only experienced when I first came to this world.

It's all strange, unfamiliar ceilings, unfamiliar flowers and trees, unfamiliar people......

It's as if everything is false, and with a blink of an eyelid, it's all gone like waking up from a dream.

Coldness, loneliness, distrust, alienation, low self-esteem, self-exile...... Countless complex emotions occupied Qiu Wuyi's mind, causing confusion in his brain. Be the first to update

"What's the matter with this person?"

Fan Lingyu didn't want to look at Qiu Wuyi, so she looked back and asked.

"Miss, this madman didn't take the initiative to hurt people, it was just an accident, and I don't know where he came from, and his subordinates think it's okay to kick him out. "

Wang Wu replied cautiously.

"No, this person...... The strength is very strong, and it is dangerous to do so, so you stand down and let me try it first. "

Hearing Wang Wu's words, Fan Lingyu shook her head and vetoed, she felt that although this stranger's behavior was ridiculous and crazy, his strength as a martial artist was still there, and he might hurt people.

"But ......"

"It's okay, I'm probably the only one here who can get along with him, you guys go evacuate the crowd first, and it won't be good if he goes crazy again. "

It was the first time for Fan Lingyu to look at Qiu Wuyi, who was wrapped in a cloak, and the more he looked closely, the more he felt that this person's strength could not be underestimated, and he became more curious in his heart.

A warrior of this level can go to any city to create a career, but what happened to him to become such a person who is not a ghost or a ghost?

That torn cloak also has a strange power, is it a heavenly coat? But it looks like a very low level.

In her heart, a fighting spirit that wants to fight with the strong burns.

Fighting, becoming stronger, is her only credo.

The soldiers did their job cleanly and quickly dispersed the crowd, and the onlookers also dispersed in groups of three or five in a cooperative manner, and even the surrounding shops closed their doors.

Qiu Wuyi was silent, and bits and pieces of memories of the past with Fan Lingyu flowed through his mind.

At the beginning, she was just a burden, or a prop to pass the time of boredom, after all, children are very annoying creatures for mature Qiu Wuyi.

However, after more days of getting along, Qiu Wuyi gradually found that the innocence, kindness and innocence of children are beyond the reach of adults, and as the estrangement with his father melted and his feelings were restored, he also had a sense of treating his sister to Fan Lingyu.

Similarly, Fan Lingyu, who was four or five years old, also learned to cry and beg City Lord Fan to give "Brother Yi" to him as a birthday gift.

This relationship lasted until Fan Lingyu began to practice martial arts, and the relationship between the two became a back-and-forth relationship.

Even if she got married two years ago, the experience of dating and playing like ordinary lovers is far less than the experience of fighting with each other, Fan Lingyu has a natural desire to challenge the strong, and there is only one person in the city who can compete with her on an equal footing.

But...... Those days were really happy.

"What's your name?"

Fan Lingyu's words interrupted Qiu Wuyi's memories.

"Qiu Wuyi...... Never mind...... What's the use of knowing, forget about it. "

Qiu Wuyi replied sadly, gathered the cloak on his body, and raised his head.

The eyes of the two instantly met in one place.

Fan Lingyu saw Qiu Wuyi's pupils, and his heart beat suddenly.

I have never seen such sad eyes, no life, no temperature, only endless coldness and loneliness, as if he was the only one left in the world.

Although this was a stranger who had never met before, and had never heard of the name, Fan Lingyu was surprised to find that his pain had eaten into his heart, as if he had experienced that feeling even himself. Be the first to update

"Names you've never heard of...... Doesn't seem to be a madman? What the hell is going on?"

Fan Lingyu forgot how annoying this person was just now, and her voice softened a lot.

"Who knows, I, and the world, must have one who is crazy. "

Qiu Wuyi wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and tilted his head indifferently.

Such words would definitely anger her, Qiu Wuyi thought, because the more she was treated, the more painful the memory in her heart became.

If she is completely angered, maybe she can use this reason to be relieved and leave with peace of mind.

"What are you kidding! If you are a man, you will live well! There is something that makes you think so much! That's right, you are the one who is crazy, because you dare not face the reality to blame everyone else!"

Not surprisingly, Fan Lingyu was really angry, her voice was raised three times, and she grabbed Qiu Wuyi's neckline. More and faster chapters are here.

"The reality that can be faced by me...... It's gone......"

Qiu Wuyi laughed miserably, he didn't expect to make her angry in such a way, but ...... Even when he is angry, he is still trying to wake himself up, even if he has become a stranger.

"What can you do if you're gone! You're still alive, and you don't know if I can beat you! But what about you? Wandering around the streets, bullying people who are weaker than you, is this still alive! Like you, even if you're alive, you're no different from a dead person! Go back to hell!"

Suddenly letting go of the hand that was gripping Qiu Wuyi's collar, Fan Lingyu's small chest was agitated violently, and his eyes glared at him as if they were about to breathe fire. More and faster chapters are here.

Life is hell, death is hell...... Is it?

Qiu Wuyi, who was in a daze, suddenly flashed a glimmer of light in his mind.

This was the eulogy that my father taught me, and my father used to say it every time he killed someone.

Unexpectedly, this sentence should be on me in the end.

To be alive is in hell, and to die is to be in hell.

Since this world is like this, and all living beings are like this, what should I be afraid of?

What if the memory of existence has been lost? There are not many people in this world who are close on the surface, but in their hearts they are no different from strangers, and even enmity with each other.

Isn't it just a matter of finding what I have lost? If I am forgotten in this small city today, then my name will be known to heaven and earth in the future.

Everyone, not even the Heavenly Clothes Holy Gate, does not remember their existence, where is this hell, but an opportunity given by God!

If you can't see through all this and blindly fall into pain, this is the real hell.

"Hmph. "

Qiu Wuyi finally smiled, the two different feelings of relief and self-deprecation were intertwined on his face, and he calmly faced Fan Lingyu's anger.

"You ......"

"I'm sorry for the trouble. "

After tidying up the cloak on his body, Qiu Wuyi sincerely lowered his head and apologized.

The soldiers who had been waiting around him saw that the madman seemed to have regained his senses, and they also whispered to each other to guess his origin.

"Don't you have a place to go? I see that you are also a famous martial artist, working in our Wonsan Castle. "

Fan Lingyu's anger eased slightly, although he didn't say anything, he also accepted Qiu Wuyi's apology in his heart.

"I'm sorry, but I still have some things to do, and I'll be leaving soon, so I won't disturb the city. "

After that, Qiu Wuyi turned around and was about to leave, the soldiers didn't know whether to stop or let go, and they all turned their eyes to Fan Lingyu for help.

"Let him go. "

Fan Lingyu gave an order, and the soldiers immediately got out of the way.

"Thank you. "

Qiu Wuyi walked through the crowd, walked a few steps, suddenly stopped, turned to look at Fan Lingyu who was watching him behind him.

"Don't you have any travel expenses?"

Seeing that Qiu Wuyi seemed to want to ask for something, Fan Lingyu asked.

"Can you give it to me? "

Pointing to the handnail worn by Fan Lingyu's right arm, Qiu Wuyi raised his head.

It was last year, I went into the mountains to hunt the monster for more than half a month, and I bought her a birthday gift after returning with a scar, and from then on, Fan Lingyu would definitely wear this armor as long as she was wearing a military uniform.

Now, for her, it's just a dispensable weapon.

"How do you get an inch!"

Wang Wu, who had always been serious and cautious, finally became angry, feeling that this guy in front of him was simply presumptuous.

"Wait...... Okay, I'll give it to you, it's not a precious thing anyway. "

Fan Lingyu took two steps forward, shook her right hand lightly, and only heard the sound of the mechanism opening with a click, and the metal hand armor that was not light reached her left hand, and threw it vigorously towards Qiu Wuyi, who was ten steps away.

"In the future, I will pay you back a hundredfold. "

Qiu Wuyi reached out and grabbed the flying handarmour, smiled faintly, wrapped his cloak tightly and turned around, leaving the once familiar street in full view of everyone.

Isn't it a precious thing......

"When that happens, please like me again. "

Burying this sentence deep in his heart, Qiu Wuyi set out on the road alone on the far road.