A drizzling rain.

Muddy swamps with puddles of water.

A figure struggled forward step by step, and behind the stretched rope, led a stumbling pawn in armor. The setting sun struggled to peek out of the sky and shine obliquely on the two of them.

The crystal puddle reflected the traces of the two of them.

Yang Gang's expression was gloomy, and the clothes on his body were dripping with water and oozing blood. The old wound on his back ached faintly, and it was soaked in the rain and began to become inflamed.

Zhao Ling was tied with his hands tied, his mouth was still stuffed with socks, and he walked numbly behind Yang Gang.

Two days had passed by this time.

The wind and rain that night took the lives of everyone in the Zhao Mansion.

Only the two of them escaped, wading through mountains and rivers and swamps all the way, and the heavy rain covered their tracks, but Yang Gang still did not dare to relax.

There is no hope of finding the Northland Gun Demon.

But he didn't choose to give up this life, if he really couldn't find the Gun Demon in the Northland, he would use his Burning Sky Knife to hone for another ten years, a hundred years.... In the future, there may not be no opportunity to challenge the Heavenly Sword.

No matter how bad it is, after the end of this life, I will get some more chance evaluation, and I will be able to participate in research for a few more years and remember the memory of the world, which will also be of great help to the real world.

"Yan stunt, invite the heavenly sword. The heart of the gun is like a dream, and the gods and demons cry blood......" Yang Gang looked up at the sky.

He never understood the meaning of these words.

Also, why are all the Northland Gun Demons dead, and his life is not over yet?

Thinking about it, there may only be two possibilities. One: Among those people in the ruined temple, there is no future Northland Gun Demon. Two: The Northland Gun Demon is dead, but he is not dead in this life, so time will not end.

There are also three: Although the Northland Spear Demon is dead, the 'fate' that is destined to compete with the Heavenly Sword has been transferred to others.

If these cause and effect relationships can be figured out, it will be of great help to Yang Gang to enter his previous life in the future.

As for the possibility that Zhao Ling is a Gun Demon in the Northland...... Hehe, how could he endure for two or three hundred years with this fool's impulsive character, waiting for the completion of his skills and then challenging the Heavenly Sword?

And his talent, Yang Gang has heard of it a long time ago, and he is the most unbearable among Zhao Tianqu's group of heirs, and it is even inferior to ordinary people. It is not good to practice knives and knives, it is unstable to practice guns and guns, and it is only after more than ten years of refining the body of the Zhao Mansion that it can be worthy of the second change of satin bone 'bone is like gold and iron'.

It's just stupid and stupid!

What kind of thing does this kind of person have to go through before it is possible to use Zhengang to kill the Yuan God and challenge the Heavenly Sword Song You, who has been in the Northland for 300 years?

"Fate...."

Yang Gang was thoughtful.

Perhaps the fatalistic theory of transfer is the most likely of the three speculations.

An ethereal white mist drifted in from afar.

"Swamp miasma?" Yang Gang stopped and stared at the direction of the fog, with a hint of jealousy in his eyes.

After looking at it carefully for a while, a hint of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"It's not a poisonous miasma, it's a hot spring!"

Yang Gang hurriedly pulled the rope and walked quickly in the clouds and mist ahead.

'Wow~~'

A moment later, in a shrouded pool of water, Yang Gang washed naked and very happily. The warm spring water took away the tiredness of the body, and the tense spirit of the past few days was gradually soothed.

He carefully cleaned the wound on his back, and said to Zhao Ling on the shore, "Do you want to wash it?" ”

Zhao Lingmumu stood on the shore and did not respond for a long time.

"Fool."

Yang Gang shook his head and got up ashore with a bang. After wiping your body casually, lie down on the flat stone platform on the shore and close your eyes to rest.

The warmth from the stone platform made Yang Gang, who had not closed his eyes for several days and nights, drowsy.

'When I leave here, I will find a place to settle Zhao Ling, and I will repay Zhao Tianqu's kindness.... And then go on the road alone .... Go and find a way to challenge the Heavenly Sword. Looking for the Northland Gun Demon.... The road to the up. Thinking about it, he gradually fell asleep, but he was still tightly holding the rope attached to Zhao Ling's body in his hand.

After a long time.

On the side, Zhao Ling's stunned eyes suddenly moved, looking at the sleeping Yang Gang, and turning his head to look at the steaming hot spring.

The lips pursed slightly.

……

I don't know how long it took.

Yang Gang, whose nerves had become a little sensitive in the past few days, was awakened by the movement around him, and when he opened his eyes, a white flesh body had his back to him, as if he was wiping his body with clothes.

"Damn, what are you doing with a big man leaning so close to me barefoot!"

Yang Gang was startled, flew up and kicked Zhao Ling hard on the buttocks.

"Wow~~"

Zhao Ling rolled into the spring water unexpectedly, and the force of the rope almost brought Yang Gang down.

"You," the hoarse voice was a little higher, but there was a slight overwhelm.

"What are you, I haven't said you yet! You are so close to me without clothes, and you still put your ass in the face of the master? You're sick in the brain! Yang Gang poked his head out from the shore.

Seeing Zhao Ling soaking most of his body in the hot spring, he held his shoulders with both hands and looked at him with hatred.

"Cut, so you look like this."

Yang Gang pursed his lips and tilted his head disdainfully. At this time, Zhao Ling did not wear a helmet, revealing his true face, which was considered to be clear and beautiful, but there were three plum blossom-shaped marks at the corners of his eyebrows.

A big man who joined the army actually looks a little girly. No wonder he wears a helmet all day long and refuses to take it off.

It's no wonder that Yang Gang can't see Zhao Ling's gender, in this life, her appearance is not good, she is competitive in the army, exposed to the sun and rain, and the haggard in the past few days, she has made herself even more disgraced.

There is no cultivation for the body, and the preconceived idea is naturally reminiscent of a woman.

"I—I'm out of clothes."

Zhao Ling subconsciously covered the birthmark next to his face, shrunk into the water, and said authentically.

"If you don't have clothes, you can wear the original, in this weather, do you still expect the clothes to work? It's really stupid and stupid...."Yang Gang opened his mouth to complain.

There was silence in the pool.

Zhao Ling sipped his purses tightly.

If it weren't for the rope tied, if it weren't for the fear of untying the rope and he would kill himself again, she wouldn't have been.... That's it around a man.

A moment later.

In the sound of the rushing water, Zhao Ling, who had re-put on the armor of the little soldier, climbed ashore and sat silently on the stone platform beside Yang Gang.

"What's next for you?"

After being silent for a while, Yang Gang took the initiative to ask.

"Revenge."

Zhao Ling's hoarse voice was full of hatred.

"Revenge? Just you? Yang Gang smiled dumbly, sat up straight, faced Zhao Ling, and said: "Heavenly Sword Song has a gap in the north, breaking through the twelve cities with one sword, and standing at the peak of the Yuanshen Grandmaster. With him guarding the city of the titans, what will you take revenge? ”

Zhao Ling was silent.

In the middle of the night, a firm voice sounded: "Broken bones, eternal sinking, Ah Ling also wants to avenge his father and the soul of the Zhao family!" ”

"Okay, ambitious."

On the shore of the hot spring lake, the two sat facing each other, Yang Gang gave Zhao Ling a thumbs up, but his face was full of mockery.

"Can you tell me how you plan to get revenge?"

Yang Gang sneered: "You have been cultivating for so many years and you are still a satin bone, even I can't beat it." May I ask with your talent, what can you take revenge on the Giant God City? ”

"Is it a hundred years, two hundred years, or a thousand years of cultivation? Or, like before, come forward and die without a brain? ”

Regarding Zhao Ling's oil bottle, Yang Gang's tone was not polite at all.

“……”

Zhao Ling was silent again.

But the firm eyes have never changed.

This is a man who has been completely blinded by hatred.

Yang Gang sighed in his heart.

"Well, I know that my parents have lost their first time, and it's hard to accept this kind of blow." He softened his tone and persuaded, "When you get out of here, I'll take you to a safe place." With your talent, ...... later Let's live a good life in peace. ”

"Leave the matter of revenge to me."

Yang Gang exhaled slowly, looking at the sky with a distant gaze.

"In the future, I will personally challenge the Heavenly Sword...."

"Handed over, you?"

Zhao Ling couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this.

He.... Want to get revenge on yourself? Without relatives and without reason, he .... Why help yourself?

But if it's him, it must be.... Yes!

"As long as I can avenge my father and destroy the Giant God City...."Zhao Ling pursed her lips slightly, her fingers tugged at her clothes, and for a while, she slowly bent her knees and knelt down in Yang Gang's surprised and stunned gaze.

Zhao Ling meekly prostrate on the ground, exposing the curve of his back and the weakest part of himself in front of Yang Gang.

The voice is firm, as in an oath:

"As long as you can get revenge, what do you want Zero to do...... Both. ”