Call!

Call!

Xiang An's mouth gasped heavily.

There was a sharp pain in his limbs.

He tried hard to get himself up, but every time he tried, he stopped because of the heart-rending pain.

After falling to the ground in embarrassment again, Xiang Andi finally realized that his current body seemed to be unable to support him to do this easy thing in the past.

He leaned over and endured the severe pain in his body, and at this moment, the sound of Chu Qingxiao and the two women talking came from his ears.

They discussed his life and death in a very relaxed tone.

It's as if he's just an ant to be slaughtered.

He didn't like it.

Twelve years ago, he had really experienced such a thing.

He's always been a very smart guy.

On the way to leave Wuling City and follow the elder from Tianhang Mountain all the way to Tianhang Mountain.

He was in a hurry.

He wanted to convey everything that happened in Wuling City to the imperial court through Tianhang Mountain as soon as possible.

This is a matter of life and death for the ten thousand households in Wuling City and the thousands of Xizhou swords and armors who fought bloodily for Wuling City.

He didn't dare to delay.

But the elders who escorted them behaved extremely calmly, stopping all the way.

Even when passing through a small city in Cangzhou, I was delayed in the restaurant for a day because I drank too much wine.

At that time, he was also like Rui Xiaozhu and the others, he was so anxious that he urged the elder several times.

But the old man with a pleasant face in Wuling City seemed to be a different person at that time, and he was cold to their urging.

As the oldest of the four people in the group, Xiang An, who also had some fists and feet, stepped forward and argued with the elder.

He quoted scriptures and stated the pros and cons.

He considered his words to be moral and legal.

But the elder who heard those words slapped him hard in front of everyone.

Then, on the grounds of not respecting the teacher, he ordered his disciples to break Xiang An's feet. He took away the horses he had used to hurry, left him lame, and followed the army all the way to the Heavenly Hanging Mountain.

In the process, the rest of the people pleaded for him more than once, but to no avail.

At that time, they were all just insignificant little people, only Zhao Nianshuang received some preferential treatment, but it was only a little.

He always believed in his heart that as long as he arrived at Tianhang Mountain, he would be able to convey everything that happened in Wuling City to the imperial court, and he would be able to save everyone, so he endured the pain.

After arriving at Tianhang Mountain, several of them were selected by elders of various identities like goods, and Xiang An was favored by Ganquan Peak and entered the Divine Peak.

But he still didn't give up the idea of saving Wuling City.

At that time, his master was still Zhou Sheng, but like most of the new disciples, he was assigned a teacher, and the other party taught the way of cultivation in a unified manner, and this was also the most powerful person that Xiang An could contact at that time.

Every time Xiang An had the opportunity, he wanted him to pass on the news of Wuling City to the high-level, and then convey it to the imperial court to send reinforcements in time.

This teacher is much better than the previous elder, he agreed to Xiang An's matter, and asked him to write the news he wanted to convey on the letter, which was forwarded by him, Xiang An was grateful to him, and in the letter, he gave him the tragic situation of Chen Wuling City, and respectfully handed it to him.

It is believed that it was handed in, but there was no response.

Xiang An asked the reason, and he only said that the imperial court was now anxious to deal with the rebels from all walks of life, and there were no less than 100 letters of request for help from all parts of Great Xia every day, and the letter of request for help from Wuling City was very likely to be ignored.

So since then, Xiang An has to write a letter asking for help every three or five days, and the other party will transfer it to the top management of Tianhang Mountain.

The teacher did not refuse, and every time he said that he would do his best, but he just needed some money to open the way, so that the person who took over would be more attentive.

Xiang An was convinced of his words, and not only cut down the silver money from the monthly money, but also brought a large amount of money from Wuling City to the sect.

In this way, two months have passed, and there is still no reply from the imperial court, and Xiang An has already given the other party thousands of taels of shadows.

The young man who did not understand the world was only regarded as a mediocrity in the court, and he never doubted the teaching that had always been kind to him.

Until one day, he helped carry some swords to the other party's mansion, and listened to how he boasted to his friends about how he cheated money from Xiang An and then burned all those letters.

Xiang An was furious.

He pushed open the door and questioned the other party, but the other person always looked at him with a contemptuous look.

Xiang An finally couldn't hold it back, and he shot and fought with the other party.

But Xiang An, who had just been practicing for a few months, was the opponent of the teaching, he was beaten to the point that his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and then the teaching took advantage of his position to make all kinds of difficulties.

In order to do what he liked, the students under the teaching staff also bullied Xiang An in various ways.

Especially one night, after the stolen pill in the mountain, the teacher and the students insisted that Xiang An had done it.

Everyone punched and kicked Xiang An, and in the end, the teacher stepped on Xiang An's face and said to him something that Xiang An will never forget in his life: "An ant is difficult to protect himself." ”

"But I want to save the other ants!"

"Let's take a look at what kind of thing you are first."

Then, he shouted at the students, untied his belt, and used his filth to douse Xiang An to a soaked body.

Since that day, Xiang An has had a serious illness.

Then, he received the news that Wuling City was destroyed.

He locked himself in his room for a long time.

Suddenly he understood the true meaning of the world.

He's an ant.

The people of Wuling City are also ants.

No one cares if an ant lives or dies.

I want to live, I want to get the morality in my heart.

Then you have to be the one who can trample on the ants.

So since then.

He practiced diligently, seizing every opportunity he could to climb up.

He became Zhou Sheng's disciple, obtained two king swords, and became a hot figure in Ganquan Peak.

Of course, he found the teacher back then, and he killed him.

In very cruel ways.

He cut every piece of flesh off his body and watched him die in agony.

This incident quickly attracted Gan Quanfeng's investigation, but these investigations all ended in a tacit agreement at a certain moment, even if the family member of the teacher repeatedly asked for an explanation, they were all suppressed by the mountain gate.

Xiang An knew that it was not because of how beautiful he did things, but because compared to him at that time, the dead teacher was an ant in the eyes of everyone.

Xiang An, who tasted the taste of becoming a human being, vowed that he would cling to all this.

This is the old man of Wuling City, who exchanged his death for it.

But just when he thought everything was going to go according to this trajectory.

Chu Qingxiao appeared.

He broke Xiang An's dream.

He knew very well that everything he had came from Tianhang Mountain, but Chu Qingxiao tried to destroy Tianhang Mountain.

After persuasion to no avail, he had to choose to use his own means to let Chu Qingxiao understand the truth of this world.

But he was repeatedly frustrated, and finally fell into disrepute.

He could hardly accept such an outcome.

He had obviously worked so hard, but in the end, he was still the same ant he was twelve years ago!

Thinking of this, Xiang An clenched his fists.

The purple jade in front of him also slowly walked towards him at this time.

He knew that the moment she approached, his time of death would come.

He felt unwilling and unfair.

He gave up so much to get all this, but why did Chu Qingxiao do better than him without having to pay anything!?

"Because you're too soft-hearted."

And at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in Xiang An's mind.

"Who are you?" Xiang An's body trembled, and he looked around in horror, except for Ziyu, who was walking towards him step by step, there was no other figure around.

"I told you that if you want to save Ganquan Peak, you have to give your most important thing......" The voice sounded again.

"You are the ancestral spirit ......" Xiang An suddenly realized that before this, he had been summoned by the ancestral spirit, and it was because of this that he could take out the Divine Spring Sword.

"But I've killed so many people, my friends, my master, and those who trust me......" Xiang An muttered.

"What I'm talking about is the most important thing." The voice in his head spoke again.

"The most important ......" Xiang An was stunned for a moment, as if he had thought of something, and turned his head to look behind him at that time.

There was a young girl who was pounced on Zhou Sheng's corpse, crying so much that it rained......