Cultivating martial arts and practicing chivalry and righteousness is the unshirkable duty of every martial artist.

Jiang Chen has always felt that he is a pure Jianghu person, so when he saw someone who wanted to commit suicide, of course he rescued him.

Buddhism Zeng Yun: "The human body is rare".

From the moment of birth, man can practice the mysteries of the world, strengthen himself step by step, and pursue great freedom and liberation, which is a talent that other living beings do not have.

Therefore, in his heart, he is very opposed to people giving up their lives at will, especially not in favor of suicide.

As long as you are alive, there is infinite hope to rebel against heaven and earth.

Moreover, even if someone is forced to a dead end, at most it is just a rage and the jade is burned, which is countless times better than suicide.

Suicide is an act of cowardice, to die in vain, but everything is empty, there is nothing left......

How fast did Jiang Chen burst out with all his might? This may not even be clear to him.

However, as soon as his body moved, a long white mark was immediately pulled out in the air, and it had reached dozens of feet away in an instant.

At this moment, the young man on the roof of the building stepped on his feet in the air, and his body had fallen downward.

However, Jiang Chen did not panic, and grabbed the young man directly and lifted it up as soon as he grabbed it in the air.

Then he slammed his other hand against the wall, and with the help of the force, he descended, and the man had come to the ground steadily.

"Who are you, in the middle of the night, why did you run out and commit suicide?"

Jiang Chen frowned, put down the young man, and asked.

But the other party did not answer.

Because at this moment, he had passed out, his lips were blue, his face was pale, and he was almost out of breath.

"Huh?"

Seeing this, Jiang Chen's eyes moved, and he pressed his pulse with two fingers, and immediately felt that this young man, who was almost eighteen or nineteen years old, had been invaded by cold qi in his body, and was on the verge of dying.

He was soaking wet, frozen in the cold winter nights, and even had a thin layer of hoarfrost attached to him.

"Before you ran out and committed suicide, you actually drenched yourself with ice water? How strong will does it take to seek death like this? It's really interesting, but you want to die, but I want to save you, I want to see what kind of way you come from. ”

Jiang Chen's eyes flashed, looking at this young man who was basically about to die, but he was not panicked.

With his current ability to grasp the human body, there is actually no clear boundary between life and death in his opinion.

Even if many people in the world seem to be completely dead, it is not impossible to save them if they fall into his hands.

The so-called life and death of the human body is actually just a combination of various parts.

The human body, the flesh and fascia, the qi and blood marrow, gather to live, and scatter to die.

Life and death are the gathering and dispersion of qi, and there is nothing mysterious or strange.

Jiang Chen grabbed his arm, picked up the young man who had fallen into the water, waved his palm like the wind, and slapped him again and again.

If his palm power exploded in full force now, then even half a foot of steel would be broken with one palm. But now it hit this young man, but it didn't cause him any harm.

As soon as the vast power of heaven and earth fell on the surface of the garment, it immediately dispersed in all directions, turning into pure heat and energy.

From head to toe, a large cloud of white smoke rose from the boy's body in an instant, like a large boiler of boiling water, exuding a hot breath.

After a while, Jiang Chen stopped, and a few beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead.

The few blows just now made his physical strength extremely depleted.

But it is not a loss, just fell into the ice river and was soaked, and the dying teenager, at this moment, the water stains on his clothes have all dried, his body temperature has completely returned to normal, and his breathing heart has begun to work again.

Hula.

Jiang Chen swept his hand, and the palm wind manipulated the air current, clearing a dry ground in the white snow.

He laid the boy's body flat on the ground, and he stood by and observed.

Plop, plop.

Sure enough, after the blood veins reopened and his body temperature rose up, the sound of his heart beating came out of his body.

After a while, the young man sat up, looked at his body with some disbelief, and when he saw Jiang Chen in a blink of an eye, he suddenly understood, and there was a sad expression in his eyes.

"Why did you save me?"

He was rescued by Jiang Chen, but there was no sparkle in his eyes, but instead showed a chill that he was determined to die.

"It's nothing, I walk the world, and when I see the person I want to save, I will naturally save it, do you think I need to ask you for instructions to save you?"

Jiang Chen smiled and looked at him with interest, but he didn't think much of this strange little boy.

He is a generation of martial arts masters, and his strength determines the strength of his state of mind, although he is only in his twenties, but when he looks at his peers, he looks extremely calm and old.

At this moment, the young man in front of him is just a lost person in his eyes.

He has killed too many people recently, and he has been contaminated with a lot of anger, so he must properly walk the world, cross people all over the world, and stay a little good.

Now that my family is persecuting me, I can't help myself, I think I have been reading sages for many years since I was a child, but I can't even make decisions about my own fate.

The young man said indignantly, a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes, but in the blink of an eye, it was covered by a gloomy dull color.

"Oh, so your name is Duan Zicheng?"

Jiang Chen's eyes flashed, and he suddenly felt something.

However, he finally sighed, but from this young man, he vaguely saw a little bit of his shadow back then.

Born in a large clan, persecuted by the clansmen.

Although he didn't know exactly what happened to this teenager, he knew this mood very well.

"If you are not willing to be bound, why should you kill yourself. Men have hands and feet, and they can make a living. If I were you, I would have left my family and run away alone, and I would never have interacted with each other since I died, so why should I be cowardly enough to end my life?"

His eyes flashed, he looked up into the scholar's eyes, and asked.

"It's useless, my family's power is beyond your imagination. But in my family, there are thousands of martial artists like you, and your hands and eyes are thorough, even if I escape to the ends of the earth, I can't escape their pursuit. ”

This white-clothed scholar muttered, he is also a smart person, well-informed, and he has already recognized Jiang Chen's martial arts.

He has a very broad vision and a very broad vision.

But the more this happens, the more desperate he feels about his future fate, so he can only choose to commit suicide.