Volume 1 Reminiscences of the Youthful Heart Chapter 3 A word is set for six years

Nie Donglai has a feeling that he always feels that the pictures that appear in his mind from time to time should be his past, and he should be the young man in that picture, but no matter what he thinks, he always can't remember the names of the people in the picture.

With a long breath, he no longer felt sleepy, so he simply sat down and entered a state of meditation.

The night was inky and quiet, with the occasional cry of a few crickets.

In a secluded mountain forest, a person whose whole body was shrouded in darkness and could not see clearly stood quietly, as if waiting for something.

After a while, I saw a man in black from far and near, the man in black was very good at light body skills, his feet lightly touched the branches in the mountain, and in the blink of an eye, he quietly fell behind the man, knelt down on one knee and hugged his fists and said: "Sect Master!"

The man in black looked quite respectful, and listening to his voice, it was actually a woman.

"Got news?"

The man didn't turn around, he turned his back to her and asked softly, her voice was ethereal and ethereal, but if she carefully distinguished, it was indeed a female voice.

"According to the report of the spies, Nie Donglai has already descended Lingtai Mountain. ”

The man in black replied.

"What about the one from the [Qingchan Temple]?" a mechanical voice came from the man in front of him, not sad or happy.

"If you didn't go down the mountain, you should still be in the temple, and the spies who reported said that they couldn't get close to [Qingchan Temple] at all. ”

The man in black still knelt on one knee, keeping his head down and clenching his fists.

If he hadn't stopped asking about the world and escaped into the empty door, they would have died a long time ago, and letting them go up to Lingtai Mountain would have already shown his attitude. ”

Hearing the words of the man in black, the man snorted coldly, and the man in black trembled at the moment, and asked with some doubts: "Sect Master, ...... Is he really that good?"

Sensing the confusion of the man in black, the man raised his head, stared into the distance in a daze, and fell into memory.

It was a sunny afternoon, the world was silent, it was dull, and the warm sun swayed down and shone on the body, making people not feel the slightest warmth.

In a huge square, there are tens of thousands of people, and there are tens of thousands of people as far as the eye can see.

There are Taoist priests, monks, rough men, fair beauties, and all kinds of people are in their own formations, obviously from different factions.

At this moment, from time to time, someone in the crowd pointed to the competition platform in the center of the square, accompanied by a whisper.

"Who is this man?

"That's it, I don't even take our martial arts sects seriously!"

"Shut up!

"Where did this fool come from, he really thinks he is invincible in the world?"

......

On the competition platform, a kind-looking old monk stood upright, with a dying young man under his armpit.

The old monk casually glanced at the crowd around him, and said casually: "God has the virtue of a good life, I am willing to protect this young man for six years, if there are those who are not satisfied, you can come to Lingtai Mountain [Qingchan Temple] to find me!"

After saying that, he ignored the others, and flew away on his own, disappearing in a few flickers, leaving only the afterimages slowly dissipating.

......

The man didn't move, and the man in black didn't dare to move, so he knelt quietly and half-kneeled.

After a while, the man came back to his senses, glanced at the man in black, and said slowly: "It's not just amazing, do you know why he ensured Nie Donglai for six years?"

"This ......" The man in black was speechless.

"Just one word!" the man said in a very solemn tone.

"What?" the man in black was shocked, just one sentence could protect a person for six years, how domineering and powerful this must be.

The man recalled: "Back then, he took away the dying Nie Donglai in front of all the martial arts heroes, leaving only one sentence: 'I am willing to protect him for six years, and anyone who is not satisfied can come to Lingtai Mountain [Qingchan Temple] to find me." ’”

The man in black was already dumbfounded, this news had to surprise her, in front of all the martial arts heroes, leaving a fluttering word, to protect a person who was being chased and killed by the whole rivers and lakes for six years, how much ability it would take, anyway, she didn't dare to imagine.

At that time, he had already escaped into the empty door, but he did not protect Nie Donglai in the name of Shaolin, but in the name of his own person, which is also what makes the entire Jianghu martial arts really jealous, after all, no one from the various sects and factions with ghosts in their hearts wants to provoke the demon king of the world. ”

The man turned to look at the man in black, and said, "There are people outside the people, there are heavens outside the sky, don't position yourself too high, otherwise you will only fall faster." ”

Feeling the coercion coming from in front of him, the cold sweat on the corner of the black-clothed man's forehead flowed straight down, and he asked tremblingly, "Teach... Master, what do we do now?"

"Wait and see!"

After speaking, the man's figure slowly dissipated.

The man in black had obviously not recovered from the shock, and what he had just heard had had a great impact on her. A breeze blew, and she couldn't help but shiver, only to realize that her clothes were already soaked under the pressure of the sect leader just now.

Looking at the empty mountains and forests in front of her, she took a deep breath, tried to force herself to calm down, stood up and flew in the other direction with a light tap of her toes, she must let everyone in Lingtai Mountain withdraw as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if the sect leader is involved, she will be responsible for her death.

At the same time, in a gloomy and dead hall, a middle-aged man in gray clothes said to an evil Jiao pattern in front of the main hall with a flattering face: "Lord Qiqi, according to the report from the spies, Nie Donglai has come down from Lingtai Mountain!"

The middle-aged man knelt on his knees, his body trembling slightly.

"Just him?" Suddenly, a voice that looked like a human but not a human, a beast and not a beast came from the evil Jiao pattern.

The middle-aged man replied tremblingly, "Yes!"

"Very good, it's been six years, it seems that the old thing is as confident as ever!"

The voice echoed in the empty hall for a long time, as if it was low and angry, and if it was excited, it was very strange.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the middle-aged man asked very cautiously, "Lord, are we..."

Before he finished his words, he saw a dark light suddenly fly out of the evil Jiao pattern, directly hitting his chest, and then, just listening to the sound of "bang", the middle-aged man's body flew upside down dozens of meters, fell to the ground of the main hall, and sprayed a bloody arrow from his mouth.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't!" an eerie snort came from the evil pattern.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man hurriedly got up and lay on the ground, and he didn't care about wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, and kowtowed tremblingly and begged for mercy: "Your subordinates should die! Your subordinates should die! Please spare your life!"

"This time it's just a small punishment, if there is a next time, you will definitely be killed, get out!"

With a roar, a dark light flew out of the evil Jiao pattern again, directly blasting the middle-aged man out of the main hall.

"Old thing, since you are so confident, then the deity will collect some interest first!" muttered to himself.

Immediately, there was a burst of arrogant laughter in the hall, which lasted for a long time.

"Haha... Hahaha... Hahahaha..."

At the same time, among the major forces of all sects and factions in the rivers and lakes, the same or similar scenes were staged.

Some people are happy, some are sad, some are crazy and some are laughing.