"Shenyang, it's a good place, but it's about to become a bloody place!" Chu Ling stood at the top of a building, looking down at the luxurious cityscape in the distance.

"Childe, it's windy here, your body is weak, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time!" Yao Qiang said respectfully behind Chu Ling, his words full of concern.

"Hehe, Childe is not as weak as you think!" Chu Ling laughed lightly.

At this time, the sound of footsteps sounded, and Yao Qiang and the three of them immediately prepared to attack!

"Childe!" a man wrapped in a black robe knelt down on one knee in front of Chu Ling and shouted respectfully. Judging by the voice, it's a man's tone!

"Ahem...... Chu Ling coughed lightly, turned to look at the black-robed man kneeling on one knee, and then smiled: "Dream, you still haven't changed!"

Chu Ling's name for the black-robed man made Yao Qiang and the others have obvious strange expressions on their faces.

"Dreams, it's still dreams, you can't change it!" The voice of the black-robed man named Dream revealed a chill, and there was a sense of indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away!

"You have to understand, it's easy for Childe to remove the scars on your face, you can be a normal woman again, and have the one that a normal woman should have!" Chu Ling's sighing words finally made Yao Qiang and the others understand that the black-robed man was really a woman!

"Dreams, I'm used to it, scars can make me hate them even more, and they can also push me to work harder!" There was a strong hatred in the dream's voice, and the indifference made people feel a deep chill unconsciously, what kind of hurt did she receive and become the weird dress she is now?

"Okay, when you meet someone who can make you willingly remove the scar for him, come to Childe!" Chu Ling didn't persuade him any more, but he was sighing in his heart, a carefree woman has become an executioner hidden in the dark, you really damn it! Chu Ling's eyes flashed a trace of coldness!

"Thank you Gongzi!" Meng knelt on his knees at this time and bowed down to Chu Ling.

"Get up, don't bow down to anyone in the future, including Gongzi me!" Chu Ling said softly to Meng.

At Chu Ling's signal, Yao Qiang took a few steps forward and helped Meng up, and the moment Yao Qiang touched Meng's body, Meng's body trembled a little, and then he regained his calm, and did not refuse Yao Qiang's support!

Yao Qiang's eyes were full of pity when he looked at the dream, and this inexplicable emotion was breeding in his eyes!

"Did the participation of the Lord of the Heavenly Gate Blood Prison in the rebellion give them stronger confidence?" Chu Ling turned around and looked at the scenery in the distance again, and asked lightly.

"Yes!" replied the dream, who was the Lord of the Heavenly Gate Blood Prison. A storage zài that all Tianmen people fear.

"Who are they?"

"Song Kuiyuan, the former overlord of Liaoning, Zhishui, the deputy head of Hutang, Cheng Shan, the head of Heilongjiang, and Wang Heng, the head of various smuggling transactions!

"Hehe, they are all people who can speak well in the Northeast!" Chu Ling said with a smile.

"Tonight's early morning action?" Chu Ling turned to Meng again and asked.

"Yes!"

"Go back and prepare, the game is about to start!" Chu Ling waved his hand at the dream and said.

Dream saluted Chu Ling and turned to leave. Yao Qiang glanced at the departing dream, flashed back to Chu Ling's side, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart!

"Little brat, take Xiaotian home, if you are really ready to take this path, there will be very few chances to go home in the future!" Chu Ling said lightly to Zhao Yunzhe again.

"Thank you, big brother!" Zhao Yunzhe's eyes flashed with a hint of emotion, and he turned around and left with Chu Tian.

Chu Ling stood there quietly, letting the cold wind blow the hair on his forehead.

Miwa Sato looked at the still standing figure, and a trace of sadness flashed in his heart, an eighteen-year-old boy who should have stayed on campus and lived a good campus life, but he experienced killing too early, the body of a young man, and the mind of an old man. The body is tired, and the heart is even more tired!

"What exactly do you want?" Miwa Sato asked calmly, turning her gaze into the distance and facing Chu Ling.

"What do you want?" hehe, I'm actually very confused!" Chu Ling chuckled lightly and said lightly.

Confusion is an experience that anyone has experienced. Milun Sato doesn't know how to evaluate Chu Ling, among the young generation in China today, Chu Ling is undoubtedly one of the outstanding deposits. Sato Milun has a detailed study of Huaxia, and among the young generation of the eight ancient martial arts families that outsiders are familiar with, there are very few who can compare with Chu Ling, and it is not ruled out that the reason why the eight ancient martial arts families are hidden, but it is really impossible to find it. ,

"What are you keeping me with you for, or what do you want from me?" This is also something she has always wondered.

"Soon, you'll know!" Chu Ling turned his head to look at Milun Sato, whose hair was flying, and smiled lightly.

"Let's go, let's go for a look at the night view of Shenyang!"

After Chu Ling finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the exit, Yao Qiang followed closely behind Chu Ling, and Milun Sato sighed and followed behind Chu Ling.

Chu Ling and the three of them walked on the bustling and lively street, full of people, vehicles passing through, and the huge slogans played by various businesses attracted many eyeballs. It's a commodity era. Merchants have become the mainstream of this world.

The three of them walked to a snack street, and there were shouting voices everywhere, and streams of heat continued to rise into the sky.

"Ah Qiang, do you remember the first encounter with Childe?" Chu Ling looked at the lively scene in front of him and asked with a light smile.

"Remember!" Yao Qiang looked at the street in front of him, tears appeared in his eyes, and his voice trembled a little. How could he not remember? His childhood was spent here, with his parents and his sweetest sister, but now he was left alone in a warm family of four.

"The wind and dust are gone, and the flowers are gone, and I am tired of combing my hair day and night. Things are people, and they don't have to do anything, and tears flow first. Chu Ling lightly read the first half of Li Qingzhao's "Wuling Chun", and a trace of memory flashed in his eyes.

At this time, the three of them came to a dilapidated shop, silent.

Yao Qiang on the side saw this dilapidated storefront but burst into tears, at this moment, he is no longer a cold-blooded killer, he is just a person, a flesh and blood, a big living person with feelings and thoughts.

"Let's cry!" Chu Ling looked at Yao Qiang's silent tears, and said lightly, with inexplicable sadness in his eyes.

"Ah......h

When Yao Qiang heard Chu Ling's words, he didn't bury his emotions, knelt in front of the dilapidated shop and cried.

"Ah...... Ah......h

Yao Qiang's sad cry made the entire snack street appear strangely quiet, and everyone unconsciously turned their eyes to the direction where Yao Qiang was.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, just because he hasn't reached the sad place.

What kind of Cheng dù does a man have to hurt to cry so unscrupulously?

"Bang bang bang!"

A violent crash slammed into the hearts of the people around him.

Yao Qiang knelt in front of the dilapidated shop and kept kowtowing, and his forehead was already bloody. Dripping tears soaked a small patch of ground with flowing blood.

Everyone felt a hint of sadness flowing through their hearts.

"Daddy, the child has come to see you, little sister, brother has come to see you!"

Yao Qiang cried loudly at the dilapidated storefront.

Yao Qiang's huge cry finally made some of the people around him understand. The children of the old Yao family.