544: C544 Ink Dye Year

C544 Ink Dye Year

Chen Chang Mo asked, "Is Old Cao and the others from the same village still around?"

Shi Dazhang's expression became dispirited again. He sighed and started to bleed, "Old Cao and the others? Old Cao and the others … He had long since left this world … Fortunately … Fortunately, they didn't know that Lord Qiong Hong had been killed before they died … Otherwise, how unhappy would it be for them to enter the Underworld with their hearts in a knot? "We brothers, how can we die happily just for this?"

Chen Changsheng sighed deeply.

The old man is no help, the good man is not.

In his prime, the difference between life and death was like the difference between man and woman.

This world had always been like this. The passing of time was fleeting, and no one knew what would happen in the future. Whether it was cultivators or ordinary people, decades seemed like a long time, but in reality, it was only the blink of an eye.

When a person grew old and turned around, would they reminisce about the past? Or would they tell romantic stories to their children and grandchildren with a smile?

Old Cao and the others left early, so it was alright.

But what about Shi Dazhang and his brothers who weren't dead yet?

What kind of feeling would they have when they learned that someone else had snatched away their hard-earned land and rivers?

When they found out that the godlike Chen Qiong had been assassinated by a woman, what sort of feelings did they have?

Suddenly, Chen Chang He felt a movement of his palm, it was Shi Tian's hand slipping out of his palm.

Chen Chang He was silent, and slowly closed Shi Zhi Zun's eyes that were open even though he was already blind.

What sort of mood did he have before he died?

Is it because he hates being bad? Or was it because he did not have the time to see if Chen Changgui could still fight at his peak in this life? Or … To see if Chen Changsheng was really Chen Qiong's reincarnation?

No matter what he wanted to see, he no longer had a chance.

Shi Hongxiao cried as he leaned on the old man. He cried until his heart tore apart and his intestines were cut in half.

Chen Changgui's heart almost broke as well.

He carelessly wiped away the tears on his face, but the blood and tears on his hands fused together, making it hard to tell whether they were tears or blood.

Chen Chang Mo stood up, and placed his gaze on Shang Jiu Long and the son of the general.

At this moment, his eyes had calmed down, and even his killing intent had disappeared without a trace. However, for some reason, when they saw Chen Chang Ku's appearance, the two of them felt that he was even more terrifying.

No matter how strong the angry Chen Chang He was, there were always some people around, but the current Chen Chang He was like a puppet that did not understand anger nor happiness, a Murderer Puppet.

Who wouldn't be afraid when facing a killing puppet?

Shang Jiu Long could not help but take a step back, and the offspring also took a step back.

Chen Chang He took a step forward, and they all took a step back, not just because they did not dare to face Chen Chang He, but also because they were waiting.

They were waiting for their reinforcements to arrive.

Could it be that Chen Changgui could not see through their thoughts?

"Return to the sect with ten thousand demons."

"Demon Soul."

Chen Chang Ku once again summoned his 30 evil spirits.

Although these two could resist the evil spirits, they could not resist the evil spirits transformed from the 30 evil spirits.

The Demon Soul Kui accepted Chen Chang Ku's orders and easily grabbed Shang Jiu Long and the disciple, and threw them at Chen Chang He's feet.

"Heaven's Might Formation."

Chen Chang He swung his sword sheath, and an array formation descended from the sky, instantly suppressing the two of them to the point where they could not even breathe, and they could not even move.

Chen Chang He knelt on the ground and asked the general disciple indifferently: "What's your name?"

He gritted his teeth and said, "Brat, if you dare to treat me like this, my uncle will definitely not let you go."

"Your uncle?"

Chen Chang He looked at Shang Jiu Long and asked, "Who is his uncle?"

Compared to the stubbornness of the descendant, Shang Jiu Long was a very smart man. He knew that in a short period of time, he would be able to survive, so why would he care whether the descendant was his brother or not?

Shang Jiu Long directly sold him out, "His real name is Huangfu, his name is Huangfu Qi, and he has some connections with the Mayor's mansion. His uncle is the deputy commander of the Jiang Dong Guards, a high level Spirit Emperor cultivator, just one step away from Spirit Master."

Shang Jiu Long's shrewdness was much deeper than Huangfu Ji's.

Chen Chang He looked at him and narrowed his eyes.

The Jiangdong Guards were indeed not bad.

Not only was it because Chen Chang Chen had just entered the city and discovered that the Jiang Dong Guards were well-trained and well-organized, but also because the Jiang Dong guard that held onto Shi Hong Xiao's wrist was not afraid in the slightest when facing a killing monster like him, and was even able to speak frankly, showing that none of the Jiang Dong Guards were special.

But so what if Huangfu Qi's uncle was the deputy commander of the Jiangdong Guards?

From the moment Shi Dazhang passed away, Chen Chang He's state of mind underwent a drastic change.

Today, he did not seek to live, but rather to die.

Either you die, or I die.

He also knew that there was a white robed divine deity watching him from the carriage, but regardless of whether those two from the high tower made a move against the white robed divine deity in the carriage, he would still fight to the death today.

This battle was not for himself, but for the departed souls of the dead.

This was something that Chen Chang He owed them, or perhaps it could be said that Chen Qiong owed them.

Chen Chang He looked at Shi Hong Xiao who was still crying and said, "Do you want to kill him or should I?"

If it was possible, Chen Chang He wished that Shi Hong Xiao could be like the ordinary girls next door, living a very ordinary and quiet and happy life.

But... At this point, Shi Hongxiao had already witnessed such a tragic scene. How could he continue to live a peaceful life?

Since that was the case, Chen Chang He wanted to use the debt he owed Shi Hong Xiao as compensation.

He wanted to nurture Shi Hongxiao to become stronger, and he wanted to let Shi Hongxiao live a life where he no longer had to be humiliated by others.

Shi Hong Xiao looked at the son of a general, who had humiliated her and killed her grandfather. Gritting her teeth, she crawled up from her grandfather's corpse and snatched the sword from Chen Chang Ku's hands. Her delicate body trembled violently as she said, "I wish I could eat his flesh and drink his blood alive!"

"Then let's kill him with one sword strike."

Although Shi Hongxiao was a weak girl who was powerless, he had grown up under Shi Dazhang's tutelage. He had also acquired some of his grandfather's blood.

How could she be a weak person who was angry to the point of not daring to kill with a sword?

However, before Shi Hongxiao could stab out, a curse resounded like a clap of thunder.2

"You dare!"

Dozens of horses galloped down from the other end of the street like thunder. A middle-aged man at the front used a movement technique. His body was as light as a swallow, and in an instant, he had stabbed his sword at Shi Hongxiao.

"If you kill you, I'll kill you."

Chen Chang He calmly left a sentence, and then he threw out a sword sheath.

"Nine Sword Techniques!"

When Chen Changsheng entered the state of 'one with the sword', he could use the sheath as a sword, let alone the fact that he was already in the state of 'one with the world'.

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