Jiang Wang held the fishing line made of nine-piece jade and kept pulling it higher and higher.

Through strong winds and blizzards, floating mountains of broken rocks, and violent thunder.

Finally, we crashed into a dark cloud.

Wang Changji, with his slender shoulders and skinny clothes, was sitting on the edge of the dark clouds, with wind, thunder and snow in his background.

Holding the warm fishing rod, he slowly reeled in the line.

"I also brought my friends." Jiang Wang let go of the fishing line and walked forward, saying, "I don't know what you need to do, but I thought it might give you a little more strength."

When they met again, the two of them felt much more relaxed.

"It couldn't be better." Wang Changji stretched out his hand and put away the fishing rod and line. He stood up and nodded to Yue Tiannu and Zuo Guangshu: "I was rude earlier, please forgive me."

Yuetiannu put his palms together and said politely: "I should say thank you to the donor. Thank you for the heads-up, which cleared my mind."

Wang Changji only nodded slightly, and the greetings were over.

Zuo Guangshu looked at Brother Jiang's friend with some curiosity and said, "I should also say thank you. The frog at the bottom of the well has been content with himself for a long time. Your Excellency has made me aware of the sky beyond."

Wang Changji said casually: "With Jiang Wang here, there is not much sky outside the sky."

This is certainly a very high praise!

A look of surprise flashed in Yue Tiannu's eyes. Because she has a better understanding of Wang Changji's realm and has the deepest impression of Wang Changji's strength. Can Jiang Wang be praised to such a degree by others?

She thought she already knew Jiang Wang very well, but now she suddenly felt that there should be something else that she had not seen.

"Don't shame me by saying these words." Jiang Wang said in a shameful voice: "You have warned me in advance, but I still fell into the trap and was driven by chaos to advance the sky..."

"Chaos?" Wang Changji raised his eyes, seeming to be somewhat interested.

Jiang Wang was surprised and said, "I thought you knew it a long time ago."

Wang Changji shook his head slightly: "I guess there may be a few forces, and I definitely feel a few fishing lines, but I don't know who is fighting for them."

Jiang Wang then briefly told how they embarked on the road to divine descent, how they saw Chaos, and how they were used by Chaos.

Wang Changji listened quietly to his story about his trip to Nanyuan, and didn't make any comments. He just said: "That's it."

Jiang Wang looked at him: "Brother Wang, why do you teach me?"

"We'll talk about this later." Wang Changji said, "You brought a friend here, and I also want to introduce someone to you."

From Zuo Guangshu's mouth, Jiang Wang had long known that Wang Changji was accompanied by someone in the Mountain and Sea Realm. Although he was surprised why he didn't see him last time, he didn't take it too seriously.

However, Wang Changji raised it so solemnly at this time, which made him subconsciously pay more attention to it.

"Which talent does Brother Wang want to introduce?" he asked.

At this moment, the dark clouds had not dispersed and the doomsday scene had not changed, but both Yue Tiannu and Zuo Guangshu disappeared from sight.

Everything is still so natural and traceless.

Jiang Wang then knew that he had once again entered the special environment created by Wang Changji.

It should be some kind of exquisite application based on the soul.

If there is a match, there are probably two ideas. One is to quickly launch complex soul attacks, disrupt the construction of the environment, and capture loopholes in the movement. The other is to directly explode the strongest Taoist or swordsmanship. From a realistic level

Breaking the level of the soul is not only to expel the opponent, but also to withdraw oneself from this environment.

Of course, you can also start in other directions...

He has no hostility towards Wang Changji now, it is just an instinctive rehearsal for the battle.

The strong always look forward to confrontation with the strong.

Just as he was thinking about it, behind Wang Changji, a young man with a thin face walked out from the depths of the dark clouds.

This man is really too thin.

When I was in Maplewood City before, I didn't seem to be so thin.

Compared with the meeting at Qingyunting Mountain Gate, there are some differences.

But Jiang Wang couldn't actually tell the more specific changes.

Because he never cared much about this person.

Life is full of seas, and most people are just passing by.

"Senior Brother Jiang, it's been a long time..." Fang Heling spoke first, with a complicated expression on his face: "Things that happened in the past are really childish when I think about them now, so there is no need to talk about them anymore. I am now practicing with Brother Wang, and you, and

Brother Wang has the same purpose. We are the surviving ghosts of Maplewood City, wandering in this helpless world. We have the same hatred, Brother Jiang, and we have a common enemy."

He did not talk about old friendship with Jiang Wang because the two of them had no old friendship to speak of.

He was talking about old grudges. Shared grudges.

What he pointed out was his current reliance, and what he made clear in one sentence was the interests of both parties.

Compared with the rashness and naivety in Maplewood City back then, he has actually grown more than a little or two.

But Jiang Wang just said calmly: "Humans and demons are also my enemies."

These words are like a sword, even though it is in the sheath, it has cut through the connections that seemed to exist but seemed not to exist.

He does have a blood feud that he keeps deep in his heart.

Fang Heling is indeed an old friend.

Their lives were indeed ruined by the same disaster, and they did have the same enemies.

But this does not mean that he can cooperate with anyone or tolerate anything.

The enemy of your enemy may not always be your friend.

Because in addition to one's own love and hatred, a person also has the morals of being a human being and the covenant of being a human being.

He would never forget the scene he saw at the gate of Qingyunting, where Fang Heling was among the human and demon team.

At that time, he had personally killed two of the four demons who were killing innocent people and cooking people for fun. If it hadn't been for Yan Chunhui's intervention, the masked demons would have died as well.

Fang Heling was no different from other human demons here.

If he appeared in Duanhun Gorge at that time, it would be nothing more than an extra sword.

Probably the only difference is...

Fang Heling is also from Maplewood City.

Fang Heling also lost her family and her family in that desperate day.

But among those personal demons, who doesn’t have a tragic past?

Including Zheng Fei, including Li Shou, including the extremely evil abandoned disciple Huan Tao of the Mo sect who had the body of a hungry ghost, and even including the fortune teller devil, who didn't have some so-called pain and struggle?

But when they were killing innocent people, when they were competing to pile up corpses... did they ever stop and listen to other people's stories?

Jiang Wang said this to Fang Heling and also to Wang Changji.

The Bone Evil God is his enemy, Zhuang Gaoxian is his enemy, and Zhang Linchuan is his enemy. But extremely vicious existences such as human demons are also his enemies.

The former is the blood feud he has against himself, and the latter is the responsibility he told himself when he first mentioned the wooden sword.

Adults have responsibilities towards children, the strong have responsibilities towards the weak, and extraordinary people should have extraordinary responsibilities.

This is his way.

He can't control the injustice in the world, and he can't kill all the evil people in the world, but within the reach of a three-foot green sword, there should be justice that belongs to him.

In the previous conversation, he and Wang Changji confirmed each other's direction. He described the future he imagined, and he would try his best to move towards that future. But there will always be a bottom line, and he will never justify the means.

Because someone had warned him a long time ago that he was using the wrong method and could not achieve the correct purpose. Mistakes are mistakes, no matter how you paint them.

If Wang Changji could not agree, he would rather continue to walk alone.

A long night alone may be too lonely. But it is better to be alone with a clear conscience than to be surrounded by friends.

When Jiang Wang said this, he had no strong emotions and his tone was indifferent.

But his determination will not be missed.

Fang Heling almost immediately bowed deeply: "Senior Brother Jiang! When I was in Maplewood City before, I was really too ignorant! I was narrow-minded, dirty and despicable. I did many, many wrong things and hurt many people. Now I think

I am still very ashamed. I know I was wrong, and I sincerely apologize to you. Please forgive me...please forgive me!"

He bowed to the end, his forehead lowered than his knees, showing an extremely humble attitude.

Jiang Wang stepped aside and refused to accept the bow: "Fang Heling, you said you wanted to apologize to me for what happened back then, but I can't remember what you owed me at all. This little quarrel is not worth mentioning. Back then I

I didn’t hold back on you either. But now, I just have a different approach from you.”

Fang Heling stood up, hunched over his back, looking up at Jiang Wang, and said with an apologetic smile: "Brother Jiang, if you say this, you still have an opinion against me. Yes, my apology is indeed not sincere enough."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and slapped himself.

Snapped!

This slap is so crisp.

The right side of his face immediately swelled up.
To be continued...