Fu Yan is walking.

Take it in stride.

The dead trees on both sides quickly retreated, and he didn't dare to look back.

It is as if there is an incomparably deep black hole behind it, and once you turn back, you will be absorbed into it, and you will never be able to leave.

How long is six years? He didn't know.

He only knew that he had been a mercenary for seven years, and seven years seemed like a lifetime.

He ran again, his black boots slamming the ground, splashing the crumbling leaves and letting out a heavy sigh.

It was terriblely quiet, no wind, and no fallen leaves.

When I looked up, I saw that the bald branches of the dead trees around me were pointing horizontally, strong and powerful, and there was not a single residual leaf.

It turned out that the dead leaves had all fallen off at some point.

It's dusk.

The sky was blood-red, and the earth was blood-red.

Fu Yan stopped, and he clearly heard his heartbeat, fast and heavy.

The ground is covered with fallen leaves, there is no road in all directions, and it is full of roads.

He was short of breath and sweaty. Sweat soaked through his clothes and soaked his chest.

It was as if there was a fire burning in the chest.

When did it start? I was so afraid of the road ahead, so afraid of loneliness.

In the past life of twenty-six years, there was no one of friends and no confidants, didn't you get used to loneliness for a long time?

Is it because I have experienced the warmth of two people together, so I feel doubly cold at this moment?

It's just that why is this cold so uncomfortable?

Fu Yan trembled, fell to the ground suddenly, and shrunk into a ball.

He really felt the cold, the cold on his body, and a cold breath in the dantian dispersed from the hundred veins to the whole body.

He hurriedly touched his chest, hoping to touch the familiar stone, the pendant that had followed him for more than 20 years. Whenever he felt cold, the stone would give him warmth, and it was said that it was something that his parents left for him.

It's a pity that he didn't touch anything, and his chest was empty.

He panicked suddenly, and hurriedly struggled to get up and raised his long sword. This is the Wind Breaking Sword, not the narrow, nameless long sword I used to be.

He took out a small book from his arms, and it was not a simple swordsmanship book back then, but the "Purple Void Neijing".

It turns out that everything has changed.

The things that I have always cherished, the things that I have to protect with my life, have disappeared as I pass through the possession.

So is he Chu Remnant or Fu Remnant?

As soon as this idea came out, Fu Yan suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and it was pitch black in front of him.

The demon in my heart, the demon I have been afraid of, is finally here!

Another irresistible cold breath originated from the dantian, circulated through hundreds of veins, and spread to the whole body.

Fu Yan let out a low roar, and the whole person couldn't help but fall down again, the cold air to the bones almost froze his blood, his muscles, and his bones.

The severe pain in his whole body made him sober up a lot.

He crossed over, and what he was most worried about was the demons in his heart. Because the heart demon generated by the crossing will make him unable to distinguish who he is, whether he is possessed by Fu Remnant, or Chu Remnant reborn.

He struggled to get up again, trying to adjust his internal forces and quiet himself. It's just that this demon is so easy to resist?

The cold air continued to invade his body, and the thought of "who he really is" lingered, almost breaking his consciousness.

If you continue like this, you will soon lose consciousness and become an idiot or a vegetative person.

Fu Yan clenched his teeth, his eyes had begun to roll, and the only remaining consciousness was clinging to the last trace of clarity in his mind.

And at this moment, suddenly there was an unimaginable sharp pain in his chest, and Fu Yan suddenly flew upside down, smashed to the ground and vomited blood.

Hurriedly opened his eyes and saw that in the chaos, a tall figure once again raised his fist and smashed at him.

As soon as Fu Yan thought of this name in his heart, he suddenly felt a sharp pain on his forehead, and the whole person was drawn out again. Blood leaked from his mouth and nose, and blood also came out of his ears and eyes.

The punch was just too heavy.

But the huge pain made Fu Yan's whole body suddenly clear, the cold retreated, and his consciousness became more and more sober.

Shen Baizhong!

This person is Shen Baizhong! He wants to kill himself!

Fu Remnant's heart suddenly had a killing intent, at this moment, killing people is the best way to temporarily contain the demons in his heart!

And it was precisely the one who deserved to be killed that came to the door!

Very good!

Fu Yan stood up suddenly, looked around, and didn't find the Wind Breaking Sword. It doesn't matter, let's try it, a boxing sect with no internal strength, how much combat power does it have!

Shen Baizhong's hair was scattered, his eyes were red, and he said hoarsely: "Your father destroyed my meridians, and I lost my internal strength because of you, today, I must let Fu Hanfeng die!"

Of course, Fu Yan will not talk nonsense with him, and his own situation does not allow him to talk nonsense, the inner demon may come back at any time, everything is actually on the front line.

I didn't have time to think too much about the moves, and I didn't have time to think about whether I could defeat them.

This is a desperate moment! At this moment, you must use blood to repel the demons in your heart!

Fu Yan raised his sword and rushed towards Shen Baizhong with a fist.

"Dare to use your fist in front of the old man?" Shen Baizhong roared angrily, and a punch slammed into Fu Yan's fist.

A muffled sound came out, and Fu Yan only felt a sharp pain in his phalanges, and his entire arm seemed to be about to be scrapped.

A grandmaster who has been immersed in boxing for decades, even if he has no internal strength, his external strength should not be underestimated.

It's just that Fu Remnant can't manage so much!

The dantian began to emit a cold aura again, and he could almost smell the breath of death.

Scenes of the past began to be constantly projected in front of him, and he saw his once young self, who was insulted by his fellow disciples, secretly practiced swords in the middle of the night, and then withdrew from the mountain gate gloomily, fighting on the line of life and death.

He saw everything he had experienced, and it was said that this is something that people only see until they die.

Almost instantly, he rushed out again, facing Shen Baizhong's iron fist!

There was a sharp pain in his chest again, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, but his iron fist also hit Shen Baizhong in the face.

"Are you crazy!" Shen Baizhong let out a low roar, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and punched again.

The pain in his body slightly alleviated the fear in Fu Yan's heart, he roared, regardless of the opponent's iron fist, he only attacked or defended, and his right side smashed on Shen Baizhong's face again, and his body flew out upside down.

Severe pain in the chest, probably a broken rib.

But the pain made Fu Yan more and more crazy.

He rushed over again, hugged Shen Baizhong, and bit his arm with his mouth open! Blood soaked his teeth, and a thick fishy smell reached his mouth and nose.

Shen Baizhong roared in pain, and his right fist directly smashed Fu Yan to the ground.

Fu Yan suddenly propped up his body and hit his head into Shen Baizhong's dantian, knocking him out a few meters.

Shen Baizhong was shocked: "You are crazy! You are already crazy!"

Fu Yan didn't care at all, pounced again, hugged his thigh, and bit down again.

Shen Baizhong screamed, hurriedly shook off Fu Remnant, ran to the side, picked up the Wind Breaking Sword and pointed at Fu Remnant, panting and said: "You, you are already crazy! Didn't he kill your woman? Gu Jiu killed your woman, didn't he kill your woman? Hahahaha!"

There was a bang in Fu Can's mind, and the heavens and the earth seemed to suddenly darken, and it seemed to suddenly brighten, so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.

He staggered and rushed again.

"I'm going to kill you!" Shen Bai carried the Wind Breaking Sword and stabbed at Fu Yan with a sword.

Fu Yan's body was like a conditioned reflex, and he subconsciously deviated, and his right shoulder was in severe pain, which had been penetrated by the long sword, and the whole person fell down like this.

At this moment, he is only one step away from death.

The cold air in his body was pervasive, and the whole person was as cold as a piece of ice that had been condensed for ten thousand years, Shen Baizhong's hands trembled, and he hurriedly let go of the long sword, and the whole person took a few steps back.

He looked at Fu Yan, and suddenly laughed wildly: "Hahahaha! It turns out that you have gone mad, and the cold air is attacking you, and you can't extricate yourself!

As he spoke, his body shook, and he rushed over, his right fist mobilized all his strength, and smashed into Fu Xuan's neck. If this punch hits, he is sure to directly break Fu Remnant's neck bone!

Suddenly, a soft sound reached his ears, followed by an unimaginable pain in his chest.

Shen Baizhong's body suddenly froze, and he slowly looked at his chest, only to see a long sword piercing deeply, and blood was trickling down the blood trough.

He slowly looked up, and at some point, Fu Yan's expression was no longer painful, he looked at himself indifferently, and said slowly: "A boxer, never use a sword against a swordsman!"

"I understand that I have paid the price. Shen Baizhong was surprisingly calm.

Is it true that a person is so calm before he dies?

Fu Yan stood quietly in place, his face was neither joyful nor sad, and said, "In general, I should thank you." If it weren't for you, the Yin Silkworm Gu on Chu Luo'er's body would not have been unlocked, and it would be difficult for me to resist the demons in my heart. ”

Shen Baizhong's mouth was full of blood, he slowly shook his head, gritted his teeth and said, "No matter what you say, I hate you, and I hate your father even more, he ruined my life!"

"It's a pity, you don't have any chance......" As soon as Fu Yan's words fell, his face suddenly changed, and he saw a thin needle flying, and he hurriedly raised his sword to block it, but it was too late.

The thin needle pierced into his left hand, and a cool feeling suddenly surged into his body, Fu Yan hurriedly pulled out the silver needle, only to see that the needle was pitch black, and his heart suddenly sank.

Shen Baizhong bowed his head and said: "I am exhausted in internal strength, I can't live in the rivers and lakes with thousands of enemies, and it is a matter of time before I die." Now that you have been poisoned by me, and you will die in a few days, I am also blind. ”

After he finished speaking, he fell down, and his whole body slowly convulsed.

The sun has passed.

Fu Yan looked at himself blankly.

His face and body were covered with blood. Ribs, phalanges, several broken.

The heart demon was temporarily suppressed, but it was highly poisonous.

Is it to live to heal wounds?

No, healing is to live.

Fu Yan slapped himself lightly and smiled slightly bitterly, some people are cheap! No matter what ups and downs they encounter, they will find an inexplicable reason to make themselves strong.

Maybe that's your biggest strength!

Wouldn't that be a bit narcissistic?

But so what? Fu Remnant is Fu Remnant, narcissistic Confiner, or Fu Remnant.

He shook his head, the top priority was to return to the town, heal his injuries, and find a way to detoxify.

Fu Yan walked forward slowly, and with every step, he glanced back.

His mind was full of Chu Luo'er's figure, her strong appearance, her crying expression, and her gentle eyes.

He must always think about her, so that he will feel that life is not so painful, at least there is hope, and there is something to hold onto.

He must be famous all over the world!

This is his promise to Chu Luo'er!

So he must live first!