Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, Lin Chuan thought about this, suddenly stood up, raised his glass and walked around everyone.
"Thanks to the care of you all these years, Gai Sanfang has lived such a satisfactory life. My aunt treats me like a nephew, and others do not regard me as an outsider. Jiuxi has given me the warmth of home, but I cannot live here forever. I have no idea
Da, if you are not satisfied with your ambition and do not venture into it, you will be unworthy of being a man."
Lin Chuan paused and continued: "Today I take this opportunity to say goodbye to you all. I have to go home."
Lin Chuan finished speaking and drank the wine in one gulp.
Everyone was silent and stared at Lin Chuan blankly, thinking that he was drunk. Only Gai Ying showed a gentle smile, as if he had expected this day.
Valley Master Wei realized what he was doing, and stood up as well, holding up the wine glass: "The nephew of the Gai family is affectionate and righteous, and I propose a toast to you for this! This is what a young hero should do!"
After drinking, he continued: "Now that the four emperors are faint, the people of Central Continent are suffering, and the world has been in chaos for a long time, it is still necessary for heroes and righteous men to be born to return Central Continent to a peaceful and prosperous age. If my nephew had not turned the tide in this battle and showed his bravery, I would not have been able to do it.
If you dare to speak boldly next time, I believe you will be able to make a name for yourself in Central Continent."
After Valley Master Wei said this, he directly picked up the wine jar, raised his head and poured it into his mouth as if no one was watching.
Just as Mrs. Wei was about to stand up to dissuade her, she suddenly saw Wei Banshan standing up suddenly and saying "I believe you too!", and then he followed the same example and poured the wine jar into his throat.
The corners of Lin Chuan's eyes were slightly moist, and he picked up the wine jar and drank from it. He could see that the father and son were also true-hearted and had great ambitions, but they were unable to implement them.
Mu Xi's face turned pale, as if he had lost his soul. He raised his delicate chin and looked at the bold and unruly young man beside him. He showed no intention of dodging in the face of the splashing wine.
The beautiful woman hates to leave, the wine splashes on her skirt...
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The moon and stars are sparse, at the mouth of Jiuxi Valley.
The night wind blew away most of Lin Chuan's drunkenness, leaving him only slightly tipsy.
Five years of leisure time did not make him decadent. As his memory revived, hatred and righteousness loomed on his back, reminding him every moment that this was not his destination.
Once he said goodbye, he had no reason to stay. As for Mu Xi, he didn't want to say too much. It didn't matter if he didn't mention love, saying it would only increase his sadness.
For Mu Xi, Lin Chuan is not a good man. If he is still confused and his memory has not recovered, he would rather spend the rest of his life with this mortal fairy in this beautiful valley with clear mountains and clear waters.
Lin Chuan glanced at the beautiful figure on the top of the tower, sighed, turned around and left, never looking back.
"The night wind can't win over the one you love, and the stars and the moon are shining brightly to express your love. This girl is really an infatuated person, why don't the master let her..."
"Shut up!" Lin Chuan glared at the woman in purple skirt who suddenly appeared next to him.
"Huh, why are you pretending to be noble? You men are all virtuous..." Murong Longyue pouted and muttered in a low voice.
"Murong Longyue!" Lin Chuan said in a deep voice.
"Ah! I didn't say anything! I mean you are the worst among men..."
"From now on, you are not allowed to call me master in front of or behind others. Just call me young master. Remember this!"
"Oh...Okay, Master...Young Master..." Murong Longyue patted Ao Ruoyue's chest, looking frightened. She was not afraid of Lin Chuan punishing her, but she was afraid that Lin Chuan would ignore her.
Murong Longyue gained a new life so easily that she couldn't control her mouth at all. With her pure lusty charm and the aura of demon and ghost, it was really difficult for her to show her face.
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Four days later, the tributary of Minjiang River.
Lin Chuan and others took a boat together and headed north against the current.
"Sir, why don't we go on a boat alone and have to crowd together with these stinky men?" Murong Longyue pinched her nose and complained in a low voice.
Murong Longyue had already covered her face with gauze as Lin Chuan said, but she still couldn't escape the eyes of those people in the world.
Seven or eight men stared at Murong Longyue unscrupulously, making Murong Longyue feel quite embarrassed.
"This is the only ship going north this morning. Just bear with it. It will be landing in half a day." Murong Longyue got closer to her, and Lin Chuan could no longer move. On the other side lay a man who was full of stench.
The drunkard snored like thunder.
Lin Chuan simply stood up, gave up his position, walked out of Wupeng alone, and stood side by side with the boss of the ship.
"Young Master looks strange, but this is your first time going north?" The captain only glanced at Lin Chuan and then looked away.
"That's true. May I ask the boatman, how far is it from Qianji City?" Lin Chuan bowed his hand towards him.
"Thousand Machine City is a hundred miles away and can be reached in half a day. Young master, want to go to Thousand Machine City?" The boat boss answered quickly, just staring at the river.
Lin Chuan nodded slightly, this was exactly what he had guessed.
Out of the corner of his eye, the boat boss raised the corner of his mouth unnoticeably.
Lin Chuan chatted with him for a while and then returned to the cabin.
As soon as he arrived in the cabin, Lin Chuan was dumbfounded. Those bright-eyed men from before were lying on the floor in a mess.
Murong Longyue sat on the bench and looked at Lin Chuan innocently.
"They were the ones who started it!"
"As soon as you took off, they approached me. Their words were frivolous and their hands were not honest..."
Lin Chuan realized that these men just fell asleep and did not lose their lives, so he couldn't help but sigh.
"Okay, I understand. I'm going to tie up the boss of the ship and prevent him from entering the cabin. Don't cause any more trouble."
Lin Chuan naturally knew Murong Longyue's little thoughts. These men were ordinary people. When he boarded the ship, he deliberately revealed his identity as a spiritual master. He did not dare to provoke these men rashly and ask for trouble.
Apart from Lin Chuan and Murong Longyue, the only other person on this ship was the captain who had some abilities. Lin Chuan carefully investigated and found that the captain's realm should have just entered the Xuanling realm, and he would not pose a threat to Lin Chuan and the other two at all.
Seeing Murong Longyue nodding like a chicken pecking at rice, Lin Chuan left with peace of mind.
He didn't want to commit murder as soon as he came out of the mountain, but things went against his wishes. As soon as Lin Chuan came out of the hatch, he was almost beheaded by a knife.
Before Lin Chuan could take a closer look, several more knives struck at him, carrying the strong wind and directly twisting the black awning behind him into pieces.
Murong Longyue shook away the debris, floated to Lin Chuan's side, and looked warily at the five scale-armored men who suddenly appeared.
Feeling the spiritual pressure on the person's body, they all looked like a mysterious spiritual master, and looking at the standard long sword emitting blue light in their hands, and the silvery scale armor, Lin Chuan more or less guessed their identities.
The ring light on Lin Chuan's hand flashed, and the blood-drinking sword was unsheathed.
"Shenjiang water bandit!"
The five people were shocked when they heard this. The leader of the scale-armored man was the first to react and asked: "You are not simple, you actually know our names. It seems that our brothers are not fooling around in vain."
"That's natural. If it weren't for the interference of the ghosts these days, we brothers would have become famous a long time ago." The boss of the ship took off his coat, revealing his shining silver scales, as if he was one of them.
The other four people responded one after another, and the leader of the scale-armored man continued: "I am in a good mood today, so I will leave the Qiankun ring and you can leave."
Lin Chuan was stunned when he heard this. He took off the ring in his hand and threw it to the other party. In addition to the blood-drinking knife in his hand, the ring also contained two bottles of low-grade spiritual pulp.
The really good items are all in the one hanging around Lin Chuan's neck. If two bottles of low-grade spiritual pulp can avoid a tough battle, then it might as well give it a try.
After throwing away the ring, Lin Chuan took Murong Longyue in his arms and prepared to walk across the river.
"Wait a minute, that girl has taken his fancy."
Lin Chuan curled up his lips and let go of Murong Longyue's hand.
"It's so troublesome to be a good person..."
Murong Longyue complained faintly, twisted her slender waist, and took off the hairpin on her head. Her long purple hair poured down like a waterfall. No wind started to rise, and the veil was blown away.
Tall and graceful figure, innocent and charming face.
The six scale-armored water bandits all looked straight, not noticing the purple mist rising around them.
The leader of the water bandits rubbed his eyes and suddenly found himself isolated on the bow of the boat. The woman in the purple skirt disappeared, and the people around her also disappeared.
Thick purple mist shrouded the black-topped boat. The bandit leader shouted loudly while looking around. The white blade in his hand was moved extremely dazzlingly.
"It's an illusion! Just fucking fart for me, don't panic! Hold your breath and concentrate, protect your body! Did you hear it! Did you hear it..."
The bandit leader didn't respond at all, and his voice actually trembled at the end.
The other five scale-armored water bandits were also like the leader of the bandits, not daring to move rashly and being alert to their surroundings.
"Hey...there is a road to heaven, but if you don't take it, hell will come to you without a door."
Murong Longyue floated between the six people like a ghost, and flirted with them with her bare hands, causing several water bandits to become ferocious and slash at the void.
The space on the ship was narrow and the six people quickly fought hand to hand. The sounds of fighting, the sound of blades piercing flesh, and the sounds of screams and curses were intertwined, making Murong Longyue burst into laughter.
The slender fingers drew circles in the void, and a whirlpool emerged from the fingertips. The blood stains scattered in the air were swallowed up by the surrounding purple mist, and then merged into the cyclone and merged into Murong Yuyue's body.
It turned out that this was her way of eating blood, and Lin Chuan was horrified, because it was not only the blood that flowed into the cyclone, but also the fear and despair of the water bandits. This was the terrifying thing about ghosts and monsters.
The six water bandits had already been killed until their eyes were red, with blood and tears streaming from their eyes, and their mouths were murmuring. They had long realized that the person wielding a knife against them was their brother who had fought side by side for many years, but they had to wield the knife in order to survive.
The fighting instincts of these people are not bad. They slashed and moved at high frequency. With their strong scales and exquisite body skills, with the skill of burning an incense stick, their whole bodies seemed to be covered in blood, but in fact, their chests and abdomen were covered in vitals.
None were damaged.
"Stop! Stop! Stop it all!" The bandit leader's voice was like wind and sand scraping wood. His throat had already been broken, but no one listened to his order.
A water bandit had exhausted his spiritual energy and took out the spiritual liquid. Just as he was about to take it, his back suddenly felt a sharp pain. When he lowered his head, he saw a blood hole in his chest. The blood was gushing out like a spring. The moment it flowed out, it atomized and dissipated.
"Uh ah..." The screams suddenly stopped. His eyes suddenly shot up, and then he spun around. He saw a headless body, and the blood hole on the chest looked very familiar. Wasn't it his own body? He wanted to take another look, but
It has become a luxury, and my eyes are so blurred that it is difficult to see any light.