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Chapter 22 Never be heartless

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    Chen Ang was holding a tall horse and looked at the girl holding his reins with a wry smile. Qu Feiyan looked up at him gloomily, with a hint of resentment between her eyebrows. She pulled Chen Ang's horse and opened her mouth slightly.  He opened his mouth, seeming to want to say something, but hesitating a little.

    "Hey!" Chen Ang looked at the girl helplessly.

    "Are you not going to take me with you?" Qu Feiyan said sullenly, turning his head to prevent him from seeing the tears in his eyes.

    Her voice was a little whimpering, with a hint of stubbornness. Chen Ang knew that if he didn't explain it clearly to her, she might turn around and catch up, so he had to force a smile and persuade her.

    "It's not like I won't come back. There's no such thing as a banquet in this world. It's just a temporary parting, and it's not like we won't see each other forever. Come on, I'll give you a sassafras!" Chen Ang handed over a corner of silk cloth.

    Qu Feiyan suddenly grabbed it in his hand, turned his head and loosened the reins in his hand. He squeezed the silk handkerchief tightly in his hand, suppressed his emotions, and pretended to be calm: "Then let's go! Remember to come.  Find me!"

    Chen Ang pondered for a moment, smiled bitterly, and begged: "You have to keep the medical book I gave you. When you get to a big town, you can find a bookstore to help me publish it all over the world. In the future, if there is any trouble for those ghosts and snake gods, they will come to your door.  You don¡¯t have to worry about it, someone will take care of him!¡±

    Seeing that the girl was still unhappy, Chen Ang had no choice but to continue: "You can help me collect the redemption books collected by the three religions and nine schools! Don't stop using the money I left behind to build a big library.  People come to borrow books, and when your library is built, I will definitely come back to read it!"

    The handkerchief that Qu Feiyan was holding loosened, she turned her head, still in her original weird look, stuck out her tongue at Chen Ang, made a face and said: "I know, I'm sending a ghost. You go away quickly."  Come on! I'm just joking with you!"

    Chen Ang shook his head with a wry smile, pulled the horse away, and disappeared into the afterglow of the sunset.

    Watching his figure gradually go away, the sound of horse hooves getting further and further away, Qu Feiyan's smiling face suddenly burst into tears. Lan Fenghuang next to him silently leaned over and pressed her into his chest, feeling a wave of  The suppressed cries gradually spread.

    The sun gradually moves westward, leaving only a faint glow on the horizon.

    On the official road outside Jiangling City, in an ancient pavilion for pedestrians to rest, dozens of people were holding torches and sitting in a group on the ground. Among them, an old man with a strange appearance slammed the ground and said angrily: "Songshan  Those idiots sent here can't do even the smallest thing? Go and ask, did Chen Ang really leave the city at dusk?"

    A burly old man with a beard as strong as iron on the side flashed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Elder Bao, don't panic, that man must be on the road already. Our divine religion has laid a trap around him. No matter where he goes, he will be there."  You can¡¯t escape from our grasp!¡±

    Another middle-aged woman, with a gloomy look on her face, said undeniably: "That man has such a powerful ability. He can wield his sword against both good and evil. Even among the divine sects, there are quite a few who are good at his ways. Not to mention other things.  , that sad breeze alone is not something easy to deal with, so it¡¯s better to be careful!¡±

    Elder Bao waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "Sanniang is too worried. The leader specially sent Divine Doctor Ping to help us. This trouble is nothing to worry about. With so many of us here, are we still afraid of him as a junior?"

    He said with a sneer: "It was the cowards of the Wuyue Sword Sect who made Shuzi famous! When he fell into our hands, Ping Yizhi asked for the prescriptions for Beisu Qingfeng and Sanshi Naoshen Pill, which was a great achievement.  !¡±

    Na Sang Sanniang raised her head, looked at him with burning eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Elder Bao, be careful what you say!"

    Elder Bao knew that he had made a mistake, so he quickly shut up and stopped mentioning the Sanzhi Naoshen Pill. After Dongfang Bubai ascended the position of leader, he had been neglecting his teaching duties and living in seclusion on the Blackwood Cliff. This made his men ready to take action and became a little uncomfortable.  Taking him seriously, if it weren't for Dongfang Bubai's unparalleled martial arts and a group of die-hard loyalists like Tong Baixiong, Elder Bao would have tried to attack him long ago.

    The sound of horse hooves "Deer Deer" gradually approached. Everyone in the pavilion stood up alertly and looked to the side of the official road. Elder Bao's eyes flashed and he said in a deep voice: "Our people didn't send any messages."  Please pay attention to the news!"

    On the official road on the horizon, a horse came forward leisurely with broken steps. A young man with a leisurely expression was holding a long sword and straddling the saddle diagonally. His eyes looked at them with a smile but not a smile.

    The last trace of dusk's twilight also disappeared into the horizon. The sky suddenly dimmed. A cluster of flickering lights hung on the back of the horse. The tall horse stopped when he saw the murderous people in front of him. He felt uneasy.  Plowing the ground.  Chen Ang pulled up its reins and smiled slightly.Tug to calm it down.

    He looked at the few people in the pavilion with a smile. On the official road of Jiangling City, it should be the time when late returnees from the countryside were rushing back to the city. Under the dusk, farmers and passers-by were hurriedly walking forward. It was really a scene.  A cozy and cozy scene.

    But now, there are only a group of people from the Jianghu who are full of evil spirits, standing in the middle of the official road.

    Chen Ang is not a person who likes killing people, but when he saw the Demon Cult dragging the bodies of late passers-by and abandoning them by the roadside, he couldn't help but let his sword be stained with blood.

    Although he is smiling now, there is only ice in his eyes.

    "Chen Ang, what did you do to our disciples of the God's Cult?" Elder Bao shouted sharply, and his body suddenly jumped out like a black panther. There was no trace of stiffness in his strength and agility, and his body was as heavy as a bear.  , running like this brings a great visual impact to people.

    Chen Ang tilted his head and looked at him from a high place. The smile on his lips became more and more incomprehensible. He asked slowly: "You are ambushing Chen here. Are you going to say it's secret? But you are standing in the middle of the road majestically.  Is it blatant? He also sent people to intercept and kill pedestrians passing by, which made Chen a little confused? "

    Elder Bao threw himself in front of him and suddenly laughed, "You mean those pedestrians? Yes, in order to prevent them from leaking the news, my disciples of the Mingshen Sect took care of them!"

    "But those people are just innocent people! If you want to hide, how will they find out? But you are sitting carelessly in the middle of the road, not hiding at all, but killing people just to keep it secret. This is really unimaginable to me!" Chen  Ang's eyes were clear and he seemed a little confused.

    Elder Bao snorted coldly and did not answer. He just surrounded Chen Ang with several other people. Chen Ang suddenly couldn't help but sigh when he saw his spotless clothes and neatly arranged hangings.

    "In Chen's eyes, life is an extremely wonderful thing, just like the fragrance of earth in the morning breeze. Even if he is an unknown ordinary person, his voice should be like a flower by the roadside.  It's blooming brilliantly in a place no one knows about." Chen Ang ignored their little movements and cast his eyes into the distance.

    "Chen has a strange disease that makes it difficult to cry or laugh. Even when he is happy or sad, his heart is just calm. He always feels that one day he will be indifferent to all the true feelings, hardships and hardships in this world.  Grass, trees and rocks are neither happy nor sad, but immortal!¡±

    Chen Ang's face was calm, and he suddenly turned to ask them.

    "Have you ever heard the sound of snowflakes falling on the roof? Can you feel the wonderful vitality of flower buds slowly opening in the spring breeze? Do you know that the autumn wind often carries seeds, from  The fragrance of wood leaves coming from the distant mountains?"

    "This is a question sent by a long-time friend of Chen. Chen also uses it to remind himself to cherish life. Even if his heart is filled with coldness, he must maintain a trace of sincere kindness! It will not lead to"

    Chen Ang lowered his head and sneered: "I won't turn into a person who kills innocent people indiscriminately just to keep his clothes clean!"

    Before he finished speaking, the sword light suddenly appeared.

    Bao Dachu saw the most thrilling sword light in his life. He had seen Ren Woxing's sky-shattering strike, which was brave and fierce, unmatched and unstoppable. He had also seen Dongfang Bubai's strange sword technique, full of ghosts and evil spirits.  The meaning is as charming.

    But these are not as good as Chen Ang's sword.

    That kind of brilliance like life, with a kind of weak but tough temperament, like the palest but warmest emotion in the world. This is not a kind of swordsmanship, but a kind of persistence and touching, originating from the humblest and most humble.  Great humanity.

    Chen Ang's pupils were already blue, but they were different from the previous blue that was as cold as a thousand years of ice. They had lost that deep-rooted rationality and calmness.  Warm and moist like the blue of the sea, calm but surging with vitality, a faint but real emotion is contained in his eyes.

    For the first time, when Chen Ang turned on the overclocking state, he looked more like a human being than a god standing high in the sky.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Bit by bit, blood flowers hung down from the tip of Chen Ang¡¯s sword and dripped onto the ground. Bao Dachu and the others held their throats with difficulty, their eyes filled with confusion.  Bao Dachu whimpered hoarsely, and a little blood seeped out from between the fingers of his left hand. His right hand weakly grasped the sky twice and hung down feebly.

    Chen Ang walked past them. Wherever he spoke, the demon sect members all backed away. They looked at Chen Ang nervously. As he approached step by step, they couldn't hold the sword in their hands and dropped it.  Come down.

    The bodies of Bao Dachu and the other four fell to the ground with a bang.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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