The disciple guarding the side door of Broken Star Tower is not of a high level, and he is also an apprentice.

He also admired Chu Yan and Jiang Panmeng, two influential figures on the spiritual disciple list.

So there was no need for Chu Yan to ask any more questions at this moment. He took the initiative to explain Chen Xiaotian's identity.

After listening to each other's story, Chu Yan and Jiang Panmeng realized that Chen Xiaotian was the first person to spread the news of the monster attack to the Broken Star Tower branch.

Jianghe Village, where his family is located, was also the first village to be attacked by monsters this time.

Suddenly, he was the only one left in the whole village.

"That's it." Chu Yan nodded.

He had witnessed the pain of losing his home and family in the past.

That year, Chu Yan was eight years old.

As a result, one person and one sword created the feat of Luoyue Valley killing 760 bandits in a row and breaking three bandit strongholds in a row.

Vaguely, Chu Yan could feel Chen Xiaotian's mood and his obsession.

but--

Chu Yan sighed, raised his willow stick, and struck a ewe on the body.

The ewe bleated and walked forward.

This sheep cry made Chen Xiaotian, who was almost fainting, slightly shaken.

For him, this should be a sound he often hears in his life.

Opening his eyes with difficulty, Chen Xiaotian saw a tall and straight figure walking in front of him.

He didn't know why, but his heart was beating inexplicably.

After not eating or drinking for several days, and forcing myself to kneel here all night, my body, which was about to collapse, seemed to be injected with energy at this time.

He gritted his teeth and banged his head on the stone slab in front of him.

There was a bang, and the forehead was broken, but not much blood came out.

Chen Xiaotian shouted hoarsely, almost growling: "Chen Xiaotian of Jianghe Village, I beg the Immortal Sect to give me a chance! I will be a slave and a horse for the rest of my life, and I will never complain!"

His voice was filled with endless sorrow, anger and unwillingness.

With a choked voice, he wanted to cry, but due to severe dehydration, he couldn't shed much blood at the moment, let alone tears.

As before, no response was received.

Chen Xiaotian felt that his chest was so clogged that he wanted to cry but couldn't, which made him hate his own incompetence even more.

If you were like this, why didn't you die with your family?

When he was almost despairing, a voice came from above his head.

"You - why do you want Broken Star Tower to give you a chance?"

This sound made Chen Xiaotian feel as if he was drowning, and he suddenly grabbed the last straw to save his life.

He quickly raised his head.

His body was nearly collapsed, making everything he saw blurry at this moment, as if it was through a curtain of water.

But even so, Chen Xiaotian still saw at this moment that the person standing in front of him was a Broken Star Tower disciple.

It's just that this Broken Star Tower disciple is not holding a long sword for slaying demons at the moment, but a - wicker?

But no matter what he holds in his hand, Chen Xiaotian understands that this is probably his last chance and the only chance after kneeling here for five days and four nights!

"I want revenge! I want revenge!"

Chen Xiaotian's voice was hoarse and he couldn't cry at the moment. His howling voice was full of hoarseness and endless sadness, like a cries of blood.

He banged his head heavily on the stone slab, again and again, as if he couldn't feel the pain, and it seemed that he would never stop at all.

He could only express his determination to Chu Yan in this way.

During the day, my mother and wife left with smiles and waves. When I came back in the evening, I only saw the mutilated bodies of my relatives and the devastation everywhere.

Chen Xiaotian wants revenge.

The unprecedented hatred made him want revenge.

He didn't know who he wanted to take revenge on specifically, but as long as he killed the monster, he couldn't go wrong!

Chen Xiaotian begged hard, his body was trembling, his voice was hoarse, and later he even coughed up blood due to excessive dryness and exertion.

But he still didn't stop begging.

Chen Xiaotian didn't want to lose this opportunity.

With such pitiful pleading, even Jiang Panmeng and the guarding disciples who were standing not far away had expressions of intolerance on their faces, almost wanting to use their identities to fight for a chance for Chen Xiaotian.

But Chu Yan's expression remained calm, not moved at all.

He looked down at Chen Xiaotian and asked again: "Revenge for whom?"

"For my mother, for my wife, for the whole village!" Chen Xiaotian shouted loudly, regardless of the blood pouring out of his throat.

Originally, he thought that his reasons were enough to impress the Broken Star Tower disciple in front of him.

But the moment he raised his eyes, he clearly caught a hint of disappointment in the other person's eyes.

disappointment?

When he realized this, Chen Xiaotian felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his whole body became cold. He only felt that the glimmer of hope was being crushed by a big foot at this moment.

"Why?" Chen Xiaotian wanted to ask.

But at this time, his voice was burning like fire, but he could no longer make any sound.

Chu Yan looked at Chen Xiaotian, who was stunned at this moment, and said calmly: "As a human being, do you only think about revenge? Then can you turn a blind eye to things that have nothing to do with your revenge?"

After finishing speaking, Chu Yan turned around and walked away.

But after thinking about it, he still stopped and added: "Three months ago, a deacon of Broken Star Tower sacrificed himself in order to protect a group of mortals who had nothing to do with him. He didn't need to do that originally, and he didn't need to do that.

No one forced him to do that."

After hearing these words, Chen Xiaotian felt as if a lightning bolt had exploded in his head.

A wave of extremely confusing thoughts violently stirred his brain.

He felt as if he understood what Chu Yan was telling him, but unfortunately, he had not drank or eaten for several days, nor had he rested, and his brain could no longer concentrate and think carefully.

At this moment, as Chu Yan walked farther and farther, Chen Xiaotian felt that his body was getting colder and colder, and the surrounding light was getting darker and darker.

At this moment, the sky, the earth, the sun and the moon turned into ten thousand years of ice, crushing hard towards him.

"I, I was wrong... I was wrong..." Chen Xiaotian raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood. After struggling to spit out the last few words, he fell to the ground, completely unconscious.

The guarding disciple looked at Chu Yan's eyes, walked over to check, and came back and said: "My body is exhausted, my emotions are agitated, I haven't rested for a long time."

After saying that, the guarding disciples raised their hands to Chu Yangong: "Senior Brother Chu, how should we deal with him?"

If Chen Xiaotian was kneeling there before and no one cared about him, then even if he died there in the end, he would still be dead.

But just now, Chu Yan spoke to the other party.

The guarding disciples could tell that Chu Yan seemed to want to help Chen Xiaotian.

Although the guarding disciples believed in their hearts that even if Chen Xiaotian entered the Immortal Sect, he would not be able to achieve anything great, after all, his age was there.
Chapter completed!