Some people stood hesitantly in the alley, as if wondering whether to go in and tell the people of Heaven about the man who was walking down the street with a sword in his head.

For the disciples of the Sword Sect or the gentlemen of the Hanging Courtyard, the Heavenly Hell naturally does not need to give face in many cases.

But not for the world.

Therefore, near the Heavenly Hell, there is not even the sound of playing cards.

Incredible tranquility.

Or dead silence.

The man stood at the entrance of the alley and looked out, rubbing his hands together with some trepidation.

Then there were some strange sounds behind him.

He looked back, then stood there dumbfounded.

Someone was sitting in an extremely strange wheelchair and coming down the alley.

The front of the wheelchair was still steaming, I don't know what it was, but I didn't know where I had seen it.

The man couldn't remember.

In the wheelchair sat a young man with a ..... behind him Sword?

The man stood there stunned, a little confused.

The person who came was naturally Chen He.

Chen He, who is coming for a great and divine redemption.

Returning to the library and driving out the Tianyan car that had been idle for a long time, Chen He took the sword on his back and drove all the way in the slightly bright sunshine on the street.

Probably once dreamed of going to the end of the world with a sword.

When I went out, I found that the world had long stopped riding horses.

What age is it that you still ride a traditional horse?

Chen He thought so, drove the steaming Tianyan car, bathed in the morning sunshine, and came to the alley in the west of the city.

Outside the alley, a man was standing there, not knowing what he was looking at.

Chen He raised his hand and smiled and said hello.

"Good morning, friend."

The man looked at Chen He in a daze, then raised his hand to say hello as well, and said sneeringly, "You're early." ”

Chen He smiled and drove past him in a wheelchair until he stopped in front of the gate of Hell, jumped out of the car, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Then he waited quietly at the door.

It's just that after a long time, no one came to open the door.

Chen He raised his eyebrows.

Then he took down the yellow crane tower from behind him.

Untied his torn clothes, held it in his hand and slashed it with a sword.

Where had the man at the entrance of the alley seen this kind of battle, and he ran away.

While running, I thought about what kind of world this is, why did all kinds of strange things run out?

The heavy black door was split and sunk deep inside.

Chen He raised his sword, intending to make another sword.

Then the door was opened from the inside.

Simon, who was carrying a broken knife on his back, stood behind the door with an angry face, looking at this inexplicable young man.

Chen He looked at this scene and felt that something was wrong.

Carrying a sword, he stepped forward and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I knew you were going to open the door, so I wouldn't chop, let's do it again." ”

Before Simon could say anything, the young man stretched out his hand and pulled the door up again.

Then there was a polite knock at the door from the prison.

Simon was silent for a while, and the knife behind him was unsheathed, but before it could fall into his hand, the whole person was slashed backwards with the door.

Chen He stood at the door where the dust had settled and the sun was shining, looked at the Ximen who was pressed under the gate with a smile and said, "It's not that I don't talk about martial arts, it's that you want to do it first." ”

The pear blossoms in the courtyard were flying, and the broken knife that came out of his hand fell into Ximen's hand, and then the black gate was shaken to the side, Ximen wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, held the knife and stood up in the courtyard full of knife wind, looked at Chen He with a solemn expression, and said, "Who are you?" ”

Chen He thought for a while and said, "My name is Beidao. ”

Simon understood why he had come.

Holding the knife, he stood silently in the courtyard where the pear blossoms were flying, and said slowly: "He is from the twelfth floor. ”

When Chen He heard this, he was silent for a while, and he didn't have the same playful posture as before, he looked at Ximen quietly, and said calmly: "He is also my friend." ”

Ximen didn't say anything more, the sword wind swept all over the courtyard, stepped forward, and slashed straight at Chen He at the door.

Chen He's sword was heavy.

So it can also be used as a knife.

When Simon's knife passed through the courtyard and fell extremely quickly towards Chen He, Chen He also slashed with his sword.

Quick knives and quick swords.

Nature is only a matter of moments.

Simon looked at the broken knife that fell under a pear tree not far away, and suddenly felt that this scene was extremely familiar.

Probably the scene of his own knife that flew over the South Island?

The movement in the front yard had already alarmed those in prison.

When Ximen's sword was chopped out and Chen He's sword fell on Ximen's neck, many black-clothed heavenly prison officials flew out of the courtyard and landed among the pear blossoms in the courtyard.

"Let go of Lord Simon!"

Hearing this, Chen He looked at the West Gate in front of him, and there were naturally only three adults in the Heavenly Prison, Di Qianjun, Lin Erliang, and Jian Shijin, and he tilted his head with some curiosity and said, "Today is your first day in charge of the Heavenly Prison?" ”

Simon was silent for a moment, then stretched out a hand from under his sword and gestured.

"It's the second day."

"Ah, disrespectful, disrespectful." As Chen He spoke, he stretched out his hand to push open the west gate and walked into the courtyard.

Of course, Chen He is not just chatting.

In fact, he thinks a lot.

For example, how can I make myself more chic and handsome?

Put the sword on Ximen's neck, and walk towards the courtyard through the pear flower road, which is naturally not chic enough.

It seems that there is a lack of confidence, so I found some hostages to coerce.

So after Chen He finished asking, he let go of the west gate, walked in the black courtyard with white pear blossoms with his sword, looked at the heavenly prison officials, and said softly: "Please." ”

So there was chaos in the heavenly prison.

Dao sword intent and sword intent fell towards Chen He.

Chen He looked at this scene with considerable satisfaction, and his heart was indeed a little interesting.

So the sword in his hand passed through the pear blossom.

After a moment, the courtyard fell silent.

There were many people lying on the ground in the courtyard.

Chen He raised his sword to blow snow.

Not blowing blood, of course.

It is a pear blossom that falls on the sword like snow.

Although there are a large number of Heavenly Prison Officials, there are not many in the Small Dao Realm. Otherwise, Lin Erliang would not have killed so easily.

Chen He naturally has no interest in killing.

Walking in the world with a murder case on his back, he naturally can't be chic.

So most of those heavenly prison officials were knocked unconscious by Chen He with the hilt of his sword.

Looking back at Simon, who was standing there with a complicated expression.

"What are you thinking?"

Chen He asked.

Simon was silent for a long time and said, "Why don't you use sword intent?" ”

Of course, Chen He didn't use his sword intent.

Even if it's just picking up a sword, picking up some muscle memory.

But what does that mean?

"With just a little shot, I'm already the limit of this yard." Chen He said softly, "It's too much of a bully to use sword intent. ”

Simon was silent.

Naturally, Heavenly Hell should have known who this person was.

It's a pity that the fire before it.

Burned a lot of things.

Lin Erliang, who was in charge of this, defected again.

It is to Heaven and Prison that I still don't know who this inexplicable young man is.

The name North Island is naturally not credible.

Simon didn't say anything more, and neither did Chen He.

It's just when Chen He put away his sword and turned around.

The pear blossoms in the courtyard flew chaotically again.

A sword came from the depths of Hell.

The world fell into the night rain in an instant.

The night rain knocks on the door, and the pear blossoms fall.

Chen He stood in the heavy rain and turned around, looked at the cold light coming from the night, smiled softly, and said, "That's what makes sense." ”

Night rain bells.

So a sword came.

The signature sword of the Liuyun Sword Sect.

Di Qianjun.

Chen He raised his hand until the blade of the sword was at shoulder level, and quietly looked at the sword in the rain.

The sword that can be seen is naturally not a threat.

So when the sword pierced through the night rain, it suddenly disappeared into the heavy rain.

Chen He closed his eyes quietly, then turned around.

However, the sword in his hand did not fall behind him, but in front of him before.

The sword was slashed out of the night rain and then disappeared into the night rain.

Chen He opened his eyes, looked at somewhere in the night rain with a smile, and said, "Do you think I was deceived?" ”

On the dark wall in the night rain, Di Qianjun's sword-wielding figure appeared on the wall, looking at Chen He silently.

The moment Chen He turned around, he really thought so.

The night rain was shaking, Di Qianjun didn't speak, just stood in the rain with a pale face.

Unlike Simon.

Ximen's serious injury came from that finger, which directly injured Shenhai, which would cause Ximen, who should have been much stronger than Di Qianjun, to have no strength to fight at all.

And Di Qianjun's serious injury is only on top of his physical functions.

At the beginning, the Lock God Nail blocked the Shenhai Sea, so that Lin Erliang could succeed.

It was a sword in the night rain, quite strong.

However, the young man who came from the door inexplicably slashed it out with a sword without care.

"Soon the sword." Di Qianjun said softly.

There is no sword intent, there is no driving heaven and earth vitality.

Just fast.

Where in the world can there be such a fast sword?

Simon stood silent at the door of the heavy rain.

So those previous speculations are true?

Behind this young man in Nandao, there is indeed the shadow of the Grinding Sword Cliff?

"You're the one who grinds the Sword Cliff."

Di Qianjun seemed to say these words with great heaviness.

Chen He laughed softly and said, "It doesn't matter where I'm from, what matters is what I'm going to do." ”

Di Qianjun's figure disappeared into the night rain wall.

All that remained was the usual indifferent voice that lingered in the rain.

"This is naturally impossible, although the Heavenly Hell does not dare to go to the Sword Cliff to ask, but we also have our principles."

So in the night rain, another sword came.

Ximen, who was originally standing silently at the door, was also surrounded by the wind of heaven and earth.

But it was Shenhai, who was seriously injured, that he forcibly attacked.

You don't use sword intent, don't use Shenhai, it's naturally your business.

It has nothing to do with us.

Simon coughed and thought as he regained his grip on the broken knife.

There was a sword intent escaping on his body, and countless heaven and earth vitality gathered in the night rain, passed through the broken divine sea, and fell on the hand breaking knife.

Then the blade slowly reunited in the vitality of heaven and earth, and turned into a thick and tough long knife again.

In the night rain, a sword and a sword pierced through the wind and rain.

Chen He quietly listened to the movement in the night rain.

The long sword in his hand flipped over, and a sword slapped into the night rain, Di Qianjun's figure was slapped out with the sword, Chen He didn't even look at it, and continued to slash at the sword in the night rain.

There is no sword intent, no vitality.

But a fire broke out on the blade.

Cyan fire.

Just a simple quick move made the sword burn.

So no matter how fierce the long knife in the night rain is.

was also slashed out by a sword.

Chen He put away his sword and stood in the rain, raising his hand to look at the green flames on the sword, even the night rain could not extinguish those flames, but was quickly steamed on the sword body, like a fog.

Chen He looked at the two of them apologetically, and said very sincerely: "I'm sorry, I drank some wine before, and I started a little heavier." ”

The two did not speak, stepped on the night rain, and continued to come towards Chen He.

Chen He shook his sword, and while extinguishing the sword fire, he also broke through those night rains.

There were also two people standing side by side while being pointed at a sword.

Chen He stood among the pear blossoms in the courtyard with his sword in his hand, and looked up at the sky.

The night rain dissipated, and the natural day was just right.

"What about the South Island?"

Chen He lowered his head and looked at the two of them and asked.

Ximen looked at Chen He with a complicated expression, and said slowly: "The people who grind the sword cliff are really unreasonable? ”

"Maybe, yes, but I'm not one of the Sword Sharpening Cliffs." Chen He tilted his head and thought for a while, and said, "I am a member of the Ten Year Sword Sect. ”

It's just that after finishing speaking, Chen He shook his head again, looked at the two who were stunned, and said very shyly: "I'm sorry, the latter sentence is a little embarrassing, you should not have heard it." ”

“......”

Simon was silent.

The Ten Year Sword Sect is naturally the Grinding Sword Cliff.

It's just that the high cliff left too deep an impression on the world, and the world hasn't remembered the name Ten Years Sword Sect for many years.

It's like the people of Nanyi City often think that the Human Sword Sect is a human archway.

The two did not speak again.

Chen He looked at Di Qianjun and said with a smile: "What about you, do you want to be reasonable or principled?" ”

Di Qianjun didn't speak, hung down his sword, turned around and walked to the pear blossom tree next to the road, sat down with his back to Chen He, and coughed incessantly.

There is quite a kind of thirty crying spring breeze, the meaning of the pear tree on the back.

Ximen was silent for a while, then also put away his knife and walked to Di Qianjun and sat down.

Chen He tilted his head to look at this scene and felt very interesting.

So he didn't bother with the two of them anymore, walked back to the door, picked up the tattered clothes, wrapped the Yellow Crane Tower again, carried it behind him, and then walked through the pear blossom path towards the inner courtyard of the Heavenly Prison.

......

Nandao sat in a prison cell with an umbrella. It was not tortured as Chen He imagined.

After being brought back by Simon last night, he was locked up in this prison.

Di Qianjun also came to see him for a long time, but he didn't say anything, as if he was thinking about something.

Nandao didn't know what he was thinking.

If it's a peach blossom meditating in the sea of gods.

Maybe you'll know some.

It's a matter of Nanke Town.

Hell's suspicion of the South Island began in that strange town.

It was precisely the disappearance of the Heavenly Prison officials that happened in that town that caused the Heavenly Prison to start an internal self-examination.

And then it came to the current situation.

The special existence of the people on the twelfth floor.

It is difficult to prove from appearances.

This is also the reason why hell often acts in extremes.

So even if Nandao is really brought back, it will only be temporarily detained in Heaven, and if you beat him up and scream, he won't remember those forgotten things.

So when Chen He came in with a sword on his back.

The two looked at each other and looked at each other.

"Why wasn't your kid tortured and then tortured?" Chen He was stunned for a moment, looked at the intact Nandao and asked.

Nandao was silent for a while, and said: "Maybe it will be a little, for example, if they want to take away my umbrella, the neurotic named Simon said that it is not necessary, and then they did not continue." ”

Chen He thought about it, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.

It's just that there is still a human touch, and it is probably only Simon, not Hell.

Nandao looked at Chen He's appearance, was silent for a long time, and said, "How did you get here?" ”

Chen He thought for a moment and said, "I went to Cao Wei to borrow a sword for Firefly, and then walked in." ”

Of course, Heavenly Hell didn't just walk in if he wanted to, especially when Ximen and Di Qianjun were both there.

But the South Island didn't ask much either.

The people in the Heavenly Hell were all lying outside, and naturally no one came to stop Chen He.

So the iron fences were cut off, and Nandao came out with an umbrella inside.

The two found Nandao's sword in the courtyard and walked all the way outside.

Nandao looked strangely at Ximen and Di Qianjun, who were sitting with their backs to the path on the side of the pear flower road, looked at Chen He and said, "What did you do?" ”

Chen He flatly denied it and said, "It's not me, it's Beidao." ”

“......”

Nandao silently followed Chen He out.

Tianyan car stopped at the gate.

It's hard to imagine that kind of picture in the South Island.

Riding on the clangling Tianyan car to rob the prison?

Nandao looked at Chen He who was smiling to the side, and felt a little strange.

But Chen He naturally didn't care about this, got into the car, and beckoned Nandao to sit in another wheelchair.

Tianyanche came arrogantly, so he also went arrogantly.

All the way through the world.

Tianyan's car stopped at a bridge somewhere in the Nanyi River.

Chen He got out of the car and stood still by the bridge, leaning on the guardrail and blowing the wind, not knowing what he was thinking.

Nandao also walked down, looking at Chen He, who was carrying a sword on his back, and felt that this was no different from the old man who sold sugar and oil outside the Sword Sect in the world, and suddenly lifted the stall and took out his sword and said to the world, please.

In short, outrageous.

"Who are you?"

The South Island asked such a question.

Chen He looked at the wind blowing in the big river and the sun shining on the world, he was indeed chic and comfortable, and looked back at Nandao with a bright smile.

"Of course I'm Chen He, Chen He of Xianyun Wild Crane."

Nandao was silent for a moment, and did not ask any further.

Yes, it's just Chen He.

Chen He, who drove Tianyan to the city to drag himself back.

Now Chen He, who is driving Tianyan to Tianyan to drag himself back to Heavenly Prison.

It's just Chen He.

Chen He of the idle clouds and wild cranes, and Chen He who sometimes turns into cranes in his dreams.

It doesn't make a difference.

Naturally, the South Island is not stupid.

It seems that stupidity and stupidity are two different things.

"You look like you're leaving." Nan Dao stood beside Chen He and said.

Chen He said softly: "Yes, just like before I came, Cao Weiying told me, there is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed. You kid has too much, so I won't take you to the world to play. ”

Nanjima smiled and said, "Okay." ”

Chen He turned his head to look at Nandao and said, "The people in the Heavenly Hell should still be in a daze, so where do you go next?" ”

Nandao thought about it, remembered a certain dream he had, and said, "This thing is a little weird, I'll go back and ask my father." ”

Chen He didn't say anything more, took off the sword behind him, placed it on the bridge, and then walked to Tianyan's car and sat on it.

Nandao found out that there were a lot of biographies on the wheelchair.

When Chen He came out, he was ready to run away after finishing this ticket.

Chen He didn't say anything goodbye, started the Tianyan car, waved his hand to Nandao, and headed all the way to the north of the city.

Probably all the way north?

The morning light is the twilight of the night, and the sunshine is the parting song.

Chen He is a wanderer in the world, outside the world.

People who come and go in style.

Nandao didn't think much about it, and didn't take the sword placed at the bridgehead, and headed towards the southeast of Nanyi City.

The town of Nanke is outside the green hills to the east of Nanyi City.