There is not much movement here, but it is very conspicuous, in the pure greenery of the mountains, there is a golden light, reflecting the world and the world has become bright.

But for some reason, the monks who lived in Honglan Town, and even those who had the power to listen to the rain, did not notice the vision here.

After Chen Anzhi completely passed out, when the light gradually restrained, Fang Xiaoshang finally came to his senses, rushed over, looked around to check his vital signs, touched and touched Chen Anzhi's chest, and finally muttered in disbelief: "Unbelievable, unbelievable." ”

The strange words flickered a few times, and with the light completely submerged into Chen An's body, Fang Xiaoshang was surprised to find that there were two qi machines, the snow-white qi machines were chaotic and manic, like a mountain torrent crossing a stream, on top of it, there were thousands of golden Xi wooden boats upstream, mighty and mighty, the two did not let each other, colliding and splashing countless huge waves, gold and white, swinging in the tattered spiritual sea.

At first, it was like this, but gradually, the two qi engines were completely intertwined, blended into two golden and white qi engines, lingering and wandering in the spiritual sea like a broken house, like a dragon crossing a mountain, scattering the shimmering brilliance of the stars everywhere it passed, and the originally manic qi gradually stabilized, like the murmuring of mountain streams, gentle and peaceful.

Chen Anzhi's eyebrows, which were frowning in pain, gradually stretched out, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, and there were faint signs of awakening.

Picking leaves sat cross-legged in the air, and the flower blossom sword array was extremely lethal, which naturally borrowed the sword spirit aura, so before the blood man disappeared, the leaf picking had never been able to leave the sword body, and naturally he didn't know what was happening outside, just now the flower blossom sword array had just collapsed, and he immediately noticed Chen Anzhi's faint breath, and rushed out violently, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he was stunned for a while.

He had seen this strange text three times, only three times.

Every appearance means ominous.

At the moment, the face of the leaf picker was a little heavy.

Fang Xiaoshang closed his eyes tightly, carefully capturing the two mysterious qi machines, and suddenly felt that something was strange, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Chen Anzhi looking at him with a strange expression.

Chen Anzhi tugged at the corners of his mouth and glanced downward, "I really don't have this fetish." ”

Fang Xiaoshang was puzzled, looked along the other party's line of sight, hurriedly moved his hand away, and said with a sneer: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I don't have this quirk." ”

Fortunately, there is no one else here, but I didn't see it, the young man affectionately hugged the man in white, and he looked like a concubine.

Chen Anzhi smiled and didn't care, after getting up, he looked around, his eyes fell on Gu Yu's corpse, and he wondered, "How did this guy die?"

Fang Xiaoshang coughed lightly twice to hide his embarrassment, and truthfully told what happened after Chen Anzhi was pierced by the spear, in fact, the young man also had some doubts, hoping to solve a doubt or two from Chen Anzhi, but unfortunately Chen Anzhi didn't say anything after listening, just slightly bowed, stood up and pinned the long sword and narrow knife around his waist and tied it behind his back, and walked towards the direction of the mountain.

Fang Xiaoshang hurriedly followed and asked, "Are you leaving?"

Chen Anzhi stopped and said with a smile: "If you don't leave, are you waiting for the enemy's reinforcements to come and kill us?"

Fang Xiaoshang shook his head and said seriously: "I want to go, but before I go, I want to find out, who are you?"

Chen Anzhi turned his head slightly to look at the verdant mountain, and said in a low voice: "I said it, my name is Chen Anzhi." ”

Fang Xiaoshang didn't get entangled, turned his head and said, "Those people you killed just now are all famous and decent disciples, right?"

Chen Anzhi did not deny it.

Fang Xiaoshang said again: "I don't want to say anything to complain about you, now you and I are grasshoppers on a rope, I want to know what you will do next?" The young man paused slightly, and said in an accentuated tone: "You should also know." ”

Chen Anzhi suddenly felt a little irritable, stretched out his hand to touch his waist but fell empty, the wine gourd had turned into powder in a blow from Fang Cai's Faxiang, together with the good wine bought from the wine shop in Honglan Town, he didn't touch the wine, Chen Anzhi simply put his hand on the hilt of the sword, let out a sigh, and said: "I'm going to a very dangerous place, I may die." ”

Fang Xiaoshang was in a complicated mood, he hesitated for a moment, and said, "You have already died once. ”

Chen Anzhi nodded, "So I said that it was dangerous there, and I might die, completely dead." ”

Fang Xiaoshang didn't answer, and the two walked side by side, on the rugged mountain road, one looked up at the sky, and the other looked down and thought.

The sky dragged out a slender rainbow like a comet's tail, and under the reflection of the morning glow, it blurred out layers of apertures, which were somewhat dazzling, like a frightening flood.

Chen Anzhi looked up for a long time, and finally spoke: "I promised you that I would give you the second half of the book, but I don't have the second half at hand now, when I still remember, the guy who wrote the book only wrote the first half, and then I heard that he died, but I actually don't believe it, that guy is a very smart person, it can be said that there are only a few saints sitting in the temple in the entire Sanzhou and Five Places, maybe you can compare with him twice in the way of scheming, so I think he is not dead, you should be able to see the second half." ”

Fang Xiaoshang blinked, and suddenly realized: "It turns out that from beginning to end, you are a white wolf with empty gloves. ”

The corners of Chen Anzhi's mouth pursed, and he turned his face to look at the young man and said, "Even so, you will follow me next." ”

Fang Xiaoshang was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "Why are you so sure?"

Chen Anzhi continued to walk forward, as if he was telling about inconsequential things, and said lightly: "The things here will inevitably be known, and when the time comes, those big sects and factions will send people to investigate, and they will easily be able to sense your residual aura, so it is very dangerous for you to go with me, but if you travel alone, it will be even more dangerous." ”

"The bottom line is that I'm sure I'll find the second half of the book. Chen Anzhi's tone was firm and unquestionable, "He is definitely not dead." ”

Hearing this, Fang Xiaoshang stood in place and looked up at the sky, speechless for a long time, and finally sighed deeply, but there was no frustration on his face, but there was a faint hint of excitement, "It's hard to turn back when you get on the thief ship." ”

The boy has a blood for no reason, at this budding age, a lonely swordsman, a strange text, and a deep sea of blood on his back, such an existence always makes him yearn for it, like a sword walking in the dark, looking forward to the sword light that breaks at dawn.

Anyway, there is nothing to do left and right, anyway, there is no purpose, even if it is thrilling, even if it is dangerous for life, you always have to walk, break through, who walks on the avenue, who is not dancing on the tip of a knife?

One hundred miles, from Honglan Town to Wenshui City, this distance is not long, it is not short, and it is only three days for the carriage to rush up.

There is a big river in Wenshui City that passes through the east of the city, it is said that this river is the old road of the tributary of the ancient Yellow River, I heard that it is because of the new small river god who is in charge of this river, angered a Taoist saint who is now sitting in the temple, which caused trouble, was cut off by force, moved dozens of miles to the right, diverted the route, completely separated from the Yellow River, the small river god lost all his petty luck, lost hundreds of years of Taoism, suddenly returned to its original shape, became a big carp essence, sank at the bottom of the river, did not dare to show the water.

On this day, until the lights come on, the dusk drum rings three times.

A carriage slowly entered the city, and stopped in front of an inn, and from the carriage came a young man in a white shirt, and then a man with a sword at his waist came down.

Wenshui City is not as good as Honglan Town, although it is a city, but it is just a small city on the side of the Liang Dynasty, and there is nothing outstanding, the only thing that can make the natives here talk about it is only the story of the river god that cannot be studied, and the geographical location of Wenshui City is not very good, and the people here have not seen much of the mountain people, for them, Chen Anzhi has a sword on his waist, and he carries the outfit of a long sword, coupled with the face and temperament of an immortal, it is not a mountain fairy high above.

So as soon as he walked into the inn, he naturally attracted a lot of attention.

Chen Anzhi ignored these gazes, and after Fang Xiaoshang paid for the guest room, he walked up to him and complained, "Do you treat me as a money bank and a handyman?"

Chen Anzhi nodded calmly: "Yes." ”

Fang Xiaoshang was often choked by Chen Anzhi's uprightness, he glanced at the other party angrily, who knew that Chen Anzhi didn't care at all, but frowned slightly and said, "I'll go out for a walk." ”

Fang Xiaoshang didn't bother to pay attention to him, let out a sigh of air in his nostrils, turned around and followed the shopkeeper, and walked towards the guest room.

Chen Anzhi walked around Wenshui City, walking around every street, as if looking for something, passing through many small alleys, and saw many children playing and chasing, making pleasant laughter.

Naturally, he also received a lot of attention, and those eyes were either envious, or confused, or admired, or indifferent, or avoided him, probably thinking that such a fairy-like figure on the mountain, what was he doing in a small town.

Finally, I don't know if I was a little tired of walking, Chen Anzhi stopped at a tea shop, he looked at it quietly, the little girl with pigtails was four or five years old, standing at the door of the store, the small figure stepped on the small bench and shouted at the guests, and the little face was red because of shouting.

Suddenly, Chen Anzhi lost his mind.

"Do you want to buy tea?" asked the little girl, who finally noticed the strange man, curiously.

Chen Anzhi woke up like a dream, shook his head slightly, and asked softly, "What's your name?"

The little girl looked Chen Anzhi up and down, and replied, "My name is Cha Sheng, what about you?"

A trace of gloom flashed in Chen An's eyes, and he hung his head and sneered, as if he was laughing at himself, and muttered in a low voice: "Yes, no matter how much it looks like you, it can't be you, Xiao Sibao, I am an incompetent master." ”

The sound was small, drowned in the clamor of hawking, and unknown.

Chen Anzhi looked at the little girl and remembered that many years ago, in the tea shed under the scorching sun, Xiao Sibao with pigtails led a yellow dog and stood in front of the tea shed with her head held high, which was the proud look she had just driven away the bully.

Thinking of this, his eyes unconsciously had a hint of a smile.

Cha Sheng pouted and couldn't wait for the man's answer, and suddenly clasped his little hands together, as if he remembered something, and said in surprise: "You have a sword on your back, and a knife, isn't it very powerful, I heard the old man under the bridge say that he knows a guy with a knife and a sword, and he is a very powerful person." ”

This sentence fell on Chen Anzhi's ears, like a stone startling a thousand waves, Chen Anzhi hurriedly asked, "Which bridge?"

Cha Sheng shook his little head and said, "You can't find the old man." ”

Saying that, the little guy suddenly felt a little sad, in the past, she liked to run under the bridge the most, because the old man would tell her a lot of stories, especially when it came to the guy with a very powerful sword, the old man always smiled very happily, saying that that guy was the most powerful guy in the world, even He Xianren couldn't compare, and said that he had a fight with that very powerful guy, and exchanged a knife for a pot of wine for that guy.

Whenever he talked about this, Cha Sheng would make a grimace and say that the old man was bragging, and the old man was not angry, but just touched the little guy's head with a smile.

So now, big tears overflowed his eyes and fell down his pink cheeks, Cha Sheng raised his small palm and touched the tears, "I will never see him again, the old man said that he was going to a far away place, to a long, long city wall to fight monsters, and he also said that he wanted to let that very powerful guy see, and the old man also said that he wanted to let Cha Sheng know that he was not bragging." ”

Cha Sheng began to cry as she spoke, and her little body trembled with sadness.

Counting the alleys outside, children are frolicking, while children here are crying.

Not far away, the white-clothed swordsman with a sword at his waist gently put his hand on the hilt, looking at the little girl who was crying so sadly, for some reason, his indifferent heart fluctuated slightly, and he was also a little sad.