But soon, they were relieved, with the strength of the young man in front of them, they should indeed have such courage.

In the rivers and lakes, the five of them can be regarded as the number one in the ranks, although they have not walked around in the rivers and lakes for five years, but this does not mean that their martial arts are weaker than before, and, on the contrary, in the past five years, the five of them have worked hard to study martial arts here, and their skills are even stronger than before.

Because they have hatred in their hearts.

Even so, the five of them joined forces and lost to the sword-wielding boy without any suspense, and it is conceivable that he is by no means an ordinary person.

Such a person, he does have the qualifications to be arrogant.

So Xiangyi suddenly smiled and said, "Since this is the case, wouldn't it be better for you to go by yourself?"

He already admired the martial arts of the sword-wielding boy.

The sword-wielding boy sighed, "I have more important things to do. ”

So Xiangyi said: "What's the matter?"

The sword-wielding boy said, "I'm sorry, I can't tell you about this yet." ”

"Oh!"

So Xiangyi didn't ask any more questions, in his opinion, since the sword-wielding boy didn't tell them, then he must have his own reasons.

Therefore, Xiao Meng opened his mouth several times, and a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes, as if he had something to ask the sword-wielding boy, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Therefore, Changxiao looked at her, then looked back at the sword-wielding boy, couldn't help sighing, and said to the sword-wielding boy: "Then next, where are you going to go?"

In fact, he already had a guess in his heart.

The sword-wielding boy raised his finger and pointed deeper into the desert, "There!"

"Sure enough!"

So Changxiao sighed in his heart and said, "Just you?"

It seemed that his guess was correct, the sword-wielding boy had come from the border between the two places and headed deeper into the desert, and there was only one possibility, that is, he would cross this desert and go to the other side of it.

The sword-wielding boy nodded and said, "Well, it's just me." ”

So Changxiao didn't ask him why he went there or where he was doing, but said lightly: "Although I don't know why you went there, I think you should have a reason to go, right?"

The sword-wielding boy said, "Yes, I have to go there." ”

Therefore, he shouted: "Okay, then you take care of yourself, after all, it is the territory of the enemy country." ”

The sword-wielding boy said, "I will!"

So he shouted: "I hope we will see each other again." ”

The sword-wielding boy said, "Don't worry, we will definitely meet again." ”

A powerful self-confidence suddenly appeared in him, as if everything was under his control.

Then, he walked to Gu Changxiao's side, looked at him with a serious face, and said, "However, you have to remember what I said, if any unexpected situation happens, you must retreat in advance, and don't live up to their trust in you." You know what?"

So Changxiao nodded and said, "I won't make the same mistake a second time." ”

His expression was unusually serious, solemn, as if he were taking an oath.

The sword-wielding boy didn't say anything more at the moment, hugged his fists at the five people, and said: "Since this is the case, then let's say goodbye, everyone, take care, there will be a period later!"

"Take care!"

"There will be a date later!"

The five responded with their fists clenched.

After saying that, the sword-wielding boy turned around and left, without the slightest drag.

Under the sunset, his back was depressed and lonely, so the five of Changxiao watched him slowly walk away.

Suddenly, Xiao Meng seemed to think of something, she put her hands to her mouth, and shouted loudly towards the back of the sword-wielding young man, "Hey, what's your name?"

"My name is Nie Chengfeng!"

The sword-wielding boy didn't turn around, his footsteps were still the same, but his voice came back very clearly.

"Nie Chengfeng?"

The five of them unconsciously let out a low groan, and their faces were a little dazed.

Suddenly, the picture was shattered, turning into a bits of stars and disappearing, and Nie Donglai gradually came back to his senses.

He looked around, the night sky was still there, the statue man was still there, the crowd around him was still the same, nothing had changed.

What he had just experienced felt like a dream.

But those images seemed to be engraved in his mind, and he still remembered them clearly.

"Nie Chengfeng, who is Nie Chengfeng?"

"Why does he give himself a familiar feeling? He has the same surname Nie as himself, does he have anything to do with himself?"

A series of greetings flashed through his mind.

Suddenly, as if he realized something, he jerked his head up and stared at the statue man.

Isn't the sassy face of the man on the statue exactly what he just saw in the picture with the sword-wielding boy Nie Chengfeng?

"No wonder I think I've seen him somewhere, it turns out that he is the man on the statue, the Holy Pen Xuanjian. ”

Nie Donglai muttered to himself.

He suddenly felt a splitting headache, and countless fragmented images flashed through his mind, the picture was blurry, and he couldn't see the characters in it, only countless corpses and blood all over the ground.

Gradually, his face was covered with sweat.

Mu Guitian also sensed Nie Donglai's strangeness, and hurriedly helped him, saying, "Nie Donglai, Nie Donglai, what's wrong with you?"

However, he didn't hear anything back.

At this time, Nie Donglai seemed to be in great pain, his face was distorted, pale and weak, the tips of his hair had already been wet with sweat, and even his clothes were soaked with sweat, as if he had just been fished out of a bucket.

Finally, Nie Donglai's eyes darkened and he fainted, and Mu Guitian hurriedly hugged him so as not to let him fall to the ground.

"How so?"

Mu Guitian was dumbfounded, he couldn't figure out how a person who was fine just now could become like this in a blink of an eye.

For a moment, he was a little helpless.

Fortunately, some people around him also noticed the situation here, and some well-wishers have spoken out to remind him.

"Little brother, this friend of yours seems to be sick, hurry up and take him to the doctor!"

"yes, yes, you can see his face is about to turn blue. ”

"Hurry up, I'm afraid it's too late. ”

Mu Guitian seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, hurriedly said "thank you", picked up Nie Donglai and rushed to another street in Shengxuan City.

It's not the first time he's come to Shengxuan City, and he still knows where there is a medical hall in Shengxuan City.

Mu Guitian shouted as he ran: "Trouble me." ”

"Let's go. ”

Fortunately, most of the pedestrians on the street were still good-hearted, and when they saw his anxious face, they all consciously gave way to him.

Occasionally, there were a few people who couldn't dodge, and Mu Guitian relied on his ghostly light skills to pass directly past them, or overhead.

It was some blind guys who were directly knocked to the ground by Mu Guitian's thick body, and when they cursed and turned over, there was still Mu Guitian's shadow there.

When Mu Guitian relied on his memory to come to the nearest medical hall called [Save the Dead or Save the Wounded], the owner of this hospital was lying comfortably on a rocking chair and falling asleep, and his face was covered with a thin book and periodicals, covering his face.

The entire medical hall was empty, and there was no second person to be seen except for the owner who was lying in a rocking chair.

"Whew...... Call...... Ho...... Whew......"

The thunderous snoring sound was incessant.