"It seems that you have a very special background. You must not be an ordinary person... That's all. If you don't want to tell me, I won't ask."
Jiang Yunchen smiled leisurely, with a fairy-like demeanor.
"May I ask, senior, where is Master Zhang Xian now?"
Cheng Chi turned sideways and asked.
"Senior Brother Zhang has left Maoshan Garden."
Jiang Yunchen slowly closed his eyes and whispered, how could he not know that Zhang Daoling had good intentions, but now that he was unable to do anything, and Pangu Continent was surrounded by dangers, how could he have the ability to protect Zhang Daoling, who was a world-saver.
"kindness?"
Cheng Chi raised his eyebrows, bowed his hands to Jiang Yunchen, and turned to leave.
"I have sent people to send your three friends down the mountain. I believe that after Qingyao's troubles, there will be no more trouble in the world."
Looking at Cheng Chi's tall back, Jiang Yunchen thought that maybe he was the only one who could save Zhang Daoling.
"Thank you, senior."
Cheng Chi stopped and turned around, bowing deeply.
"Erhu, goodbye! I hope you can live your life happily."
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, blessing silently in his heart, and no longer hesitating in his steps, Cheng Chi glanced again, and smiled lightly at the towering mountains behind him.
...
It was hazy and withered leaves all over the ground. A solitary tomb stood quietly in the vastness. Zhang Daoling leaned under an ancient locust tree, with a jar of wine in his hand that was mostly gone.
"Transcender! You made us find so much suffering!"
A cold shout came from the depths of the mist, and a strong murderous aura spread instantly, followed by a strong pressure. Zhang Daoling stood up suddenly, feeling horrified in his heart.
"You...how did you find this place!"
There is no fear in Zhang Daoling's eyes, but only anger. There are people here who he wants to protect throughout his life, and the tranquility here does not allow anyone to destroy it!
"Hehehe...my good senior brother, I brought them here."
A sharp and harsh voice came, Zhang Daoling followed the sound, who could it be if it wasn't Lai Bikou!
"you!"
Facing more than a dozen aggressive top masters, Zhang Daoling stared angrily. The friendship between the same disciples was worse than that of strangers in the hearts of the people in front of him. Why!
"I just want your beloved to watch you die here! Hahaha..."
Harsh laughter, sharp epileptic sounds, and Laibiko's old face was a little distorted. Maybe he had gone crazy at this moment.
"Junior brother Lai! Do we really have no sympathy between you and me? You target me everywhere, and I tolerate it! You make things difficult for me, and I tolerate it! You bully me everywhere, and I tolerate it! But why do you
Bring them here to disturb Yu'er's purity!"
Zhang Daoling's eyes were red, his fists were clenched, and his nails dug deeply into his flesh, without even realizing it.
"Shut up! You can yell at Yu'er too!"
Laibiko suddenly roared, with infinite grief and anger, pointed his finger at Daoling, and shouted ferociously.
"I said, if I can't get you, no one can get you... Hahaha..."
Laibiko slowly put down his right hand and murmured to the desolate solitary grave.
"You!... It was you who seriously injured Yu'er in the first place!"
Zhang Daoling held his head in his hands and yelled heartbreakingly.
"That's right! It's me! I asked her to elope with me, but she refused! Such a wanton woman deserves to die!"
Laibikou took a few steps forward, kicked Zhang Daoling away, and roared crazily.
She obviously loves herself, but why should she marry someone else? Just because that person is the son of the head of the family!
"Ahem...I...kill you!"
Zhang Daoling held his stomach tightly with both hands, coughed out a mouthful of blood, and roared angrily.
On the day of the wedding, everything was ready, but the bride was attacked on the way and seriously injured. This incident was bizarre and full of doubts. It was impossible for outsiders to know the specific time of the wedding. It was a shame that Yu'er refused to tell the murderer until her death.
Who is it!
"Hit him! Beat him to death!"
Laibiko said with a sinister smile.
...
Sitting in Zhang Daoling's small stone house, enduring the accumulated moisture all around him, Cheng Chi helplessly looked at the young man lying on the bed. He had just come down the mountain and met this man at the gate of the mountain. He was still a dying man.
"We are really destined. I have saved you twice."
Cheng Chi was a little amused when he thought about how he had exhausted all his energy to save him not long ago. This world is really small and pitiful. They hadn't seen each other for just a few days and he saved him again, but this time he was obviously seriously injured.
If he hadn't inherited the inheritance of the miraculous medical clan, he might have been unable to save his life.
"It's...it's you..."
Just when Cheng Chi was lost in memories, a weak voice came from the bed, with a bit of joy and relief in the voice.
"Don't talk for now, keep your breath and concentrate, gently massage the Baihui point with both hands to dissipate all the spiritual power in the Dantian, repeat this process a dozen times."
Cheng Chi glanced at the young man on the bed and said calmly.
"Thank you!"
A quarter of an hour later, the young man sat up, clasped his fists and saluted Cheng Chi.
"No need to thank you. When you see rough roads, you draw your sword to help. Meeting each other is fate. You are so poisonous in your body. You must be extremely careful when traveling in the world from now on."
Cheng Chi stood up and walked outside the house. If he delayed any longer, he might not be able to return to the land of China.
"Wait, please...please take me in!"
The young man suddenly took a few steps forward and knelt in front of Cheng Chi.
"Well? Take you in?"
Cheng Chi was frightened by his sudden move and took a step back.
"Now I ask Lanfeng that he is homeless, and I said I would repay you."
Wen Lanfeng said sincerely.
"You go, I'm going to be in a lot of dangers, I'm afraid I'll drag you down."
Cheng Chi shook his head slightly, things were changing in China, and taking him with him would only hurt his life.
"Why did my benefactor say this? If it hadn't been for my benefactor, I ask Lan Feng. His soul would have left the Nine Netherworld long ago and he would have been buried in the loess. Death means nothing to me."
Wen Lanfeng said firmly.
"In that case, then just follow me."
Cheng Chi thought. Now that he is also employing people, it seems that cultivating his own power is the top priority. Regardless of Lanfeng's loyalty, at least one more person will give him more help.
"Thank you so much...Master!"
Wen Lanfeng said in surprise, his eyes were full of determination at this moment. From now on, Wen Lanfeng is no longer the young master of the Bone Clan in the past, he is just a follower of the person in front of him.
"Let's go, first find the immortal master who lives here."
Cheng Chi stepped out of the stone house and walked quickly.
"Master, wait a minute."
Wen Lanfeng blocked Cheng Chi's path and said calmly.
"What else?"
Cheng Chi frowned, feeling a little unhappy.
"Master, don't get me wrong. My five senses have been different from ordinary people since I was a child. I have an innate advantage in tracking people. If I carefully survey the surroundings, I believe I will be able to find traces of the immortal master soon."
Wen Lanfeng smiled lightly, feeling full of confidence.
"Well...are you serious about this?"
Cheng Chi was a little surprised. Wouldn't it be much easier to find Zhang Daoling's traces in this way?
"How dare I deceive the young master."
Wen Lanfeng's face straightened and he said solemnly.