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Four days later, the city of Wu'an ......

Xianle Lou is the most prestigious place to play in Wu'an City, if you talk about the past, this place sings and dances to level up, night and night, it is extremely a place of fairy music in the world. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info but at this time it is very different, although the downstairs hall is crowded, but there are no words, the atmosphere is extremely dull. Let's look at the clothes of those people, all of them are people from various major sects of martial arts, one by one, they are either dull or drinking tea or whispering, extremely depressed.

At this time, in room A on the third floor of Xianle Building, a young man sat at the tea table in the center of the room, looking about thirteen or fourteen years old, with long black hair tied by a purple and gold hair crown, flowing behind his back. Dressed in white clothes, but at the placket, the cuffs are sewn with black cloth strips, and the waist is tied with a black gold belt, which is heroic, but the most eye-catching thing is the ink-colored flying dragon behind it, the black line is shining, and the dragon's head is raised, proud of the nine heavens. Confronting the oppression of majesty.

At this time, the young man was staring at the man lying on the bed, it was also a young man, but at this time he was dead, his face was pale, his eyes were closed, and his clothes were stained with blood and dirt, and only his frowning brow and intermittent breathing showed that he was a living man. The stench on his body made the young man sitting there frown slightly, but he still stared at him lying on the bed, as if he was thinking about something.

"Cough, cough, cough"

A rapid cough pulled him back from his thoughts, and the young man in front of him actually moved, and after three days, he finally woke up, and he couldn't help but be happy sitting here. Suddenly something came to mind. Turning around and running out of the house, he didn't bother to lift up even when he kicked the chair down. Quickly ran to another room A, there was a quick knock on the door, and then the door of the room opened, and several young men dressed like him appeared, as well as a young girl, all looking at him suspiciously, only to see him say to a taller young man

"Big brother, he's awake"

The tall young man frowned and wondered

"Him?"

Suddenly, as if he had reacted, he quickly grabbed his sword, and turned back to the crowd while trotting out of the door

"Let's take a look"

The others reacted and quickly followed.

When they arrived at the door of the room, everyone pushed the door in, only to see that the young man on the bed had sat up, but his eyes were dull, staring at the ground. Covered in blood, even the air around him seemed to have a bit of a bleak connotation. He sat like this, but everyone seemed to see a miserable picture. Desolation comes from the heart.

At this time, the tall young man walked to his side, and the rest of the people followed, and after a long silence, the tall young man finally spoke

"You've been in a coma for three days"

No one responded, he continued

"Can you tell us what's going on?"

"You saved me?" a low, hoarse voice came

The boy on the bed finally spoke, but he didn't answer, just asked, and the tall young man looked at the other humans

"Yes, three days ago, we were ordered by our master to go down the mountain to investigate the traces of the cult, and we searched all the way to Chenzhuang Village, but found that it was too late, the whole village was slaughtered, and you were the only one with a faint breath of life, so I brought you here."

There was silence for a long time......

"It's too late, the whole village has been slaughtered," the boy suddenly stood up, grabbed the tall young man by the collar as if he was crazy, and shouted loudly

Everyone was just about to step forward to stop him, but they saw the young man's head twisted, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then slowly knelt down, his eyes stared ahead, the blood in the corners of his mouth flowed, and everyone who saw it was sad, and was just about to help him up, but he slowly stood up, holding the table and walking out of the door step by step, everyone looked at him and was slightly stunned, and when he walked to the door, he stopped for a moment, and then spoke

"Chen Zimu thanks"

Then he walked out of the room

Everyone was stunned again, and suddenly the girl chased out, looked at Chen Zimu's back and shouted loudly

"Chen Zimu, where are you going? Don't you want to die? Don't you want revenge?"

Chen Zimu's footsteps paused, and he said in his mouth

"Revenge, revenge?"

Then he turned and walked downstairs

Seeing that he did not listen to what she had to say, the girl hurried back into the room and said to the tall man

"Senior brother, we can't let him go like this, his body is too weak, not to mention that we still need to ask him for clues about the cult."

The tall man bowed his head and pondered for a long time, and finally said

"Well, let him go, you see he doesn't want to stay here any longer now, and he doesn't look like anything."

"Let's go, let's go back to the room first, and the traces of the cult will be explored slowly."

After saying that, everyone sighed, and then turned back to the room.

Seeing Chen Zimu walk downstairs again, the hall was quiet, the needle drop could be heard, everyone stared at him, but he didn't seem to feel anything, and walked out of Xianle Building and walked to the street. That bloody suit was too eye-catching, not to mention the stench. Everyone avoided it, but he still didn't listen, his eyes were empty and indifferent, and he kept walking, walking. He suddenly found that he didn't know where to go, Chenzhuang Village was gone, his only home was gone, yes, where should he go? His footsteps paused, looked up ahead, and was about to leave Wu'an City. I turned my head and found a ruined temple on the side. He walked in, thinking that he would rest here for the night, and since he had not found his father and mother in the village, they might still be there, and he planned to look for them.

When he entered the ruined temple, he found a few broken straw mats, so he picked them up and put them away, and sat down. But not long after he sat down, he fell into a deep sleep again......

The sky is already twilight, the remnant sun is like blood, and the afterglow of the setting sun is slowly fading, and the sky is slowly darkening. Just when Chen Zimu was falling asleep, he seemed to suddenly hear something

"Hey, boy, wake up, wake up"

Chen Zimu slowly opened his eyes, first saw his bare head shaking in front of him under the faint light, hurriedly dodged, leaned against the wall and hid in the corner, through the light, he saw a dirty monk standing in front of him, the broken robe hung on his body, it was full of dirt, and a tattered crutch seemed to be broken at any time, at this time he stared at Chen Zimudao

"It turns out that he is also a stinky begging for food," after speaking, he suddenly slapped his mouth a few times and muttered to himself

"Phew, what's it, monk I'm karma, Amitabha, Amitabha"

After speaking, he looked at Chen Zimu and said

"Hey, stinky boy, you took up the monk's bed while the monk and I went out to make a fortune, isn't this moral?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the broken straw mats and looked at Chen Zimu, but Chen Zimu did not speak

The monk looked at him and said nothing, and suddenly became anxious

"Hey, what about you, did you hear that?"

Chen Zimu still didn't speak, just stared at him, and after a while, the monk touched Guangyuan's head and said

"It turned out to be a mute, forget it, monk, my monk is compassionate, and I don't care about you"

As he spoke, he took out the sweet potato in his arms, broke it open, and sniffed it vigorously.

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