[Wishing you prosperity, get the monthly pass.] Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ】

The black-faced man shouted loudly to An Zheng: "I know you all think I'm a wicked person, but I don't think I'm not. This village is lonely, and I don't know how many people would have been killed by the scourge without me. Wasn't it just a woman who slept with me? Didn't I just take a few dollars from someone? If it weren't for me, the people in this village might have died. ”

He looked into An Zheng's eyes and asked, "Am I a wicked person?!"

An Zheng replied: "Yes"

An Zheng glanced at the dung fork in the black-faced man's hand: "You do evil like this, and the impact is greater than the possibility of those who think they are evil." You keep me from reaching out to help an old man who might fall, I'm not the beginning or the end. In addition, this is not all you do evil, you see that I am from Yan Kingdom, so I have no fear, this is bullying. ”

The black-faced man: "Bullying? What's wrong with that? Could it be that when I arrive in Yan Kingdom, you Yan people won't bully me?"

"Yes. ”

An Zheng's answer was still simple and simple: "When you arrive in Yan Kingdom, there will be people like you in Yan Kingdom." But I'm not going to bully you...... I'll kill you. Maybe God let me live twice, because I didn't do enough. ”

Black-faced man: "What the fuck do you mean?"

As soon as An Zheng raised his hand, the dung fork was in his hand. The black-faced man looked down, and then fear appeared in his eyes.

"You're right, if you die, someone else might die at the hands of the rogue. But the people of this village should be damned......"

An Zheng looked at the old woman: "Including you, don't you really know that your daughter-in-law was bullied by him?" It's just that you saw it this time, and you actually thought in your heart that this wicked man can still help the village beat the bad guys while he is alive." Even if there is no such thing as a rogue, you don't dare to offend him...... Either you are afraid of death, or you feel that your family's face is more important than your daughter-in-law's life. ”

The old woman's face changed and she began to tremble.

The black-faced man understood that An Zheng was a cultivator.

"Hahahaha...... Looks like I'm going to die today. But you're right, everyone in this village deserves to die. The first time I forced her daughter-in-law, she actually saw it, she came in and saw it, and then closed the door and went out...... This old guy thinks face is more important than anything else, so he's still outside guarding the door for me. ”

The black-faced man turned his head to look at the others: "Everyone here deserves to die, and the fleeing foreigners passing by here, one dies and the other dies." There are at least dozens of corpses buried in this field, and this old guy has also helped bury them. ”

The old woman wept bitterly, "What can I do? What can you make me do? I have to live...... I have to live!"

An Zheng snorted: "Let's live." ”

He raised his hand, and the dung fork poked into the heart of the black-faced man. He glanced at it, and the splashes with big sticks immediately burst open, like watermelons that had been violently chopped, red, pink, white, and splashed everywhere.

An Zheng's face was expressionless: "Ziluo has lost faith because of this, I won't." The wicked deserve to die, whoever it is. ”

He glanced at the old woman: "But I let you live, I will kill the people in this village if they die, and you should die too, but you shouldn't die so soon...... In the future, you will be left alone in this village, and your daughter-in-law is not important to you, I will take it away for you. I will send her to a place where you can at least have no worries about food and clothing, and you can pick up water here, alone, until death. ”

An Zheng raised his hand and pressed it down.

The village is gone.

He turned and walked back, and suddenly felt that this was fate. After Ziluo encountered such a thing, she was depressed and never did anything chivalrous again. But is Purple Radish really happy?

The old woman fell to the ground as if she had let out a long breath.

After walking out and remembering dozens of steps, An Zheng suddenly walked back, walked up to the old woman, looked into her frightened eyes and said, "I regret it." ”

Then the old woman died.

If you do evil, you deserve to die.

What An Zheng suddenly decided, perhaps only he knew. He suddenly wanted to go back and see the last few paintings of Ziluo, and he was disheartened when he saw Ziluo encounter blackmail, and he felt that he didn't want to look at it anymore. But after experiencing it again, he realized that he had not changed. Maybe Ziluo is different from him, Ziluo is a person of unknown origin, and she doesn't seem to have any attachment to this world.

Maybe Ziluo never thought of herself as a person of this world, so he was lonely.

When An Zheng walked back, he couldn't help but glance back. Then it turned out that there was nothing...... There were no ruins of the village, no meadows, no rows of trees, no dead bodies on the ridges. Nothing, as if there had never been anything there. Perhaps, there really is nothing there.

An Zheng suddenly felt a burst of heat in his body, as if something was about to split out of his body.

"Careless. ”

An Zheng shook his head.

"But you didn't do anything wrong and didn't give me a chance. ”

The sound is directly opposite An Zheng, the direction in which An Zheng came.

An Zheng turned around and looked at the handsome man in a crescent white robe. That's a man who can't say that he is in Yan Kingdom, even if he is placed in Daxi, he can be called a beautiful man. No matter where such a man goes, he will be noticed by a woman just as a beautiful woman attracts a man's attention. He looked clean, bright, as clear as the blue in the sky behind him.

But he has a murderous aura.

An Zheng was not surprised at all, as if he had calculated that this person would appear in front of him. Or, Anzheng has been waiting for this moment to come.

"I thought you'd do it in Asgard. ”

Ann argued.

Feng Xiuyang poked the peachwood sword he was holding on the ground, looked at An Zheng and smiled: "You know, I have always been a very calm person. I wouldn't do something impulsive unless I had to. Even so, I think I'm a little impulsive to come to you today. ”

An Zheng asked, "I'm just curious why you found me so quickly." ”

Feng Xiuyang pointed to his body: "Wood...... You gave it to me. Do you know why I went back to Wudang Mountain? That is the orthodox place of Taoism now, where there are so many masters, with my cultivation at that time, I went to Wudang Mountain to take the peach tree to find death, but I still went, why?"

Without waiting for An Zheng to speak, he himself continued: "Because of my talent...... Others have always said that I am a genius, including those old guys in Yan Guotai's dojo. But none of them actually knew where my genius was, only me. I'm a genius...... It's not the things that people see. I dare to go to Wudang Mountain because my talent is to capture the soul of life. The tree in Wudang Mountain is not a simple tree, its soul is much harder than a human. ”

"I thought I was sure, but I was defeated. Lost to a tree...... However, this is not the worst thing, the worst thing is that you saved my life. That peach tree has your breath on it, and that peach wood is now my soul. So people don't know where you are, but I can know at any time. ”

An Zheng couldn't help but smile: "Blame myself, careless." You made that illusion just now, it's amazing. Able to erode my heart, feel my thoughts, the level of your illusion is terrifying. Oh...... I forgot that Taoism has always been more involved in the study of illusion than other sects. Legend has it that illusion was first spread by Taoists. ”

Feng Xiuyang snorted: "People like you don't have many opportunities to take advantage of it." I thought I could kill you while you were in an unstable state of mind. But I didn't rush into the end, do you know why?"

An Zheng shrugged his shoulders: "You ask me, of course I know." ”

Feng Xiuyang sighed: "Can you tell me when you will be defenseless." ”

An argued: "It doesn't seem to be." ”

Feng Xiuyang said: "You are really tired." ”

An Zheng smiled: "Do you have it?" ”

"Neither do I, so I know you're tired. ”

Feng Xiuyang looked down at the peachwood sword poked on the ground at his feet, and after being silent for a while, he said, "Actually, you should also know that I have no choice but to kill you." What you are pursuing is a state of selflessness, but the fact that you saved my life is always pressing on me, making me think all the time that I am me, how can I be selfless?"

An Zheng: "Blame me?"

Feng Xiuyang said: "I don't blame you, I'm just making an excuse for my own revenge." But after saying it, I found that it was a little pale and weak. ”

He stretched out his hand and pulled out the peachwood sword, looked at An Zheng's eyes and asked very seriously: "Can you...... Killed by me?"

An Zheng replied seriously: "I'll try it." ”

Feng Xiuyang turned his head and looked around: "Poor mountains and bad waters, but the scenery is not bad." If I kill you, I will build a good grave for you, and it will not be perfunctory. I will choose the best stone and carve the tombstone for you with my own hands...... What to write about? Write about a good person?"

An Zheng shrugged his shoulders.

Feng Xiuyang: "So, if I am accidentally killed by you, please be like me, don't bury me perfunctorily." Choose a good stone and carve a tombstone for me with your own hands. I've already thought about what to write...... A practitioner. ”

An Zheng looked around, and always felt that there was something strange around him.

Feng Xiuyang said: "Don't look at it, this is an enchantment." Do you know why I didn't die when I went to Wudang Mountain? Because my talent is really good, so good that even Zhang Zhenren is reluctant to kill me. In order to keep me, he even gave me a treasure of Wudang Mountain...... This thing is called Xuanhuang Yin, and it moves at will. Even if you are a powerhouse in the Little Heaven Realm, don't think about breaking the enchantment of this Xuanhuang Seal easily, the only control is in my hands. If I'm defeated by you and I'm dying, I'll tell you how to get out. ”

An Zheng suddenly understood, why Feng Xiuyang was sure.

"This is an upgraded version of the mountain and river map, where everything changes according to your wishes. Here, you're like a master. ”

Feng Xiuyang shook his head: "No, no, no, you are wrong, how can I be like a master...... Here, I am the master. An Zheng, in fact, I envy you, someone cried after you died. And when I die, there will only be laughter. ”

An Zheng raised his hand, and the broken sword came out: "I won't laugh...... I'll laugh loud. ”

Feng Xiuyang hooked his fingers, the peach wood sword flew up from the ground and fell into his hand, and he strode towards An Zheng: "This is my world, I promise you a beautiful burial!"

An argued: "I'm stingy, I don't care if I kill or bury it." ”