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They didn't stay in Shizhou Mountain for a long time, Cheng Qian just adjusted his breath for a while, and borrowed Tang Zhen's flying carriage to return to Fuyao Mountain Villa early the next morning.
Pegasus was light and timid, so scared that he refused to run. The puddle had to drive by himself, roasting the horse's buttocks with two groups of red cranes, driving the two Pegasus to screeching bào, like a blind house sparrow. fly.
Tang Zhen was already impatient and fell asleep in a corner. When he was awake, his eyes were warm and graceful, but when he fell asleep, his breath was extremely low, and his body exuded an old ghostly aura.
Nian Da was pecking at the rice, Rokuro didn't say a word, Li Yun sat silently against the car door, and the whole person was shrouded in a layer of unspeakable thoughts.
Cheng Qian held the unconscious Yan Zhengming and leaned against the wall of the carriage. He couldn't see the slightest look of pain on Yan Zhengming's face. That way.
Cheng Qian recalled that when he was a child, the master let him live in the Qing'an residence, so that he could be quiet and calm, and not think too much, so why did he let the big brother live in the "Gentle Township"?
Did he expect that in his life, there would only be a moment of worry when he was young?
Outside the carriage, the wind and rain were blowing, and the real fire of Tonghe was like a crumbling wind lamp, faintly streaking across the wet night sky.
At this time, Rokuro, who had been looking out of the car window, suddenly broke the silence and said, "When I found out that I was not a human being or a ghost, there was a time when I didn't want to live."
He hardly spoke in front of people, and over time, everyone suspected that his voice was broken after being possessed by a demon, and he became half-dumb.
"There's nothing wrong with mortals," Nian Da yawned, slightly sober, and continued, "Life, old age, sickness and death are commonplace in the countryside, and when you get old, you take care of your grandchildren, and in the end, you will be buried in the ancestral tomb with your ancestors. In the next life, I will be another little baby that my father loves and loves my mother."
There was no expression on Rokuro's face that was covered by the mask, he just gave Nian Da a deep look, and said in a low voice: "When you don't understand the taste of mortals, you can pick a trick at will, and it will lead to storms and floods. , I don’t care where the flooding is. The mortals at the foot of the mountain are fine when they fall asleep. When I wake up in the morning, I find that my home and fertile fields have been destroyed overnight. "
Nian Da was stagnant: "This..."
"These are relatively lucky, at least they have their lives to leave their hometown," Rokuro said, "the rest may be crushed by the collapsed house in their sleep, may be killed by the splashing swordsman, or block the way of a magic cultivator. The place of burial... Looking back, everyone will only say who wins and who loses in that battle, how many demon cultivators were killed by the hero, and no one will mention the rest."
Rokuro laughed lowly and said, "It's like walking on the street and stepping on a few ants to death. Most people don't step on them deliberately, but no one will notice if they are trampled to death."
"It's nothing," Li Yun said sullenly, "All living beings are ants, and some of them want to treat others as ants, so as to temporarily forget that they are just ants. The joys, sorrows and sorrows of the world are never controlled by human beings. ...Look at the senior brother in charge of our family, the sword cultivator who entered the Sword God Realm, everyone else runs away from him when they see him, isn't he still living a very miserable life every day?"
The word "pain" seemed to touch a nerve in Cheng Qian, he lowered his head, held Yan Zhengming's hand, and pressed it on the weak pulse gate. This person was so fragile, Cheng Qian just looked at it, and felt uneasy and sad in his heart.
Cheng Qian probed for a long time, but didn't find out why, he was full of cold real essence, and he didn't dare to visit other people's inner palace at will, so he didn't care whether Tang Zhen fell asleep or not, and asked, "When is he? Can you wake up?"
Tang Zhen closed his eyes and replied, "I don't know, being attacked by his own inner palace, coupled with his inner demons, he might vomit blood and wake up after a while, or he might never wake up.
As soon as these words came out, the carriage was quiet again, and even the noisy Nian Da did not dare to make a sound.
Tang Zhen's crow mouth was once again a good but not a bad spirit. Nearly a month after the group returned to Fuyao Villa, Yan Zhengming was always like a living dead.
Although Tang Zhen didn't promise anything, he still felt that the forbidden technique was given by himself, and he should take some responsibility, so he took Nian Da and Liulang to live in Fuyao Villa, and occasionally instructed Li Jun how to build a fortification outside the villa. Formation, take a look at Yan Zhengming's situation every few days.
Tang Zhen walked into the small bamboo forest lightly, took up the cold water on the table and drank it, and said to Cheng Qian, who had been waiting for a long time, "Your seven heavenly tribulations have passed, and your fleshly body is already formed, why did you make yourself like this? Pure hearted?"
"I'm used to it." Cheng Qian sat quietly on the side, and after a while, he didn't know why, and added, "I used to think that people who were cold-blooded had no taste in life, but now it seems that there are too many emotions. Prosperity is not necessarily a good thing.”
"I just saw someone coming to your villa just now," Tang Zhen said, "You guys are in a crowded market lately—but that's right, the great powers of all parties are almost gone, and your brothers and sisters are already making trouble in Suoxiantai. It is famous all over the world, and in this chaotic world, it is natural to be flocked."
Cheng Qian didn't lift his eyelids, and said sharply, "There are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys dominate."
He didn't seem to care at all and scolded himself in it.
Tang Zhen glanced at him and said, "The person here seems to be from White Tiger Villa, why don't you go and see him?"
Cheng Qian said indifferently, "They pretended to be dead, what did they come to me for?"
Tang Zhen: "It seems that there is still a pilgrimage from Tianyan."
Cheng Qian's face sank suddenly: "Everyone who comes from Tianyan will be called out, and if there are people who don't know each other, let them come and go. What does it have to do with me whether it is another day or another day?"
what is the relationship?
The fact that Han Yuan was born in the Fuyao faction will soon be known to the world. Do they still want to stay out of it?
However, Yan Zhengming has been in a coma, Cheng Qian has become more and more restless, Tang Zhen did not touch his moldy head, no longer mentioning this, stepped forward and probed into Yan Zhengming's inner palace.
Cheng Daxian, who was still full of "clean heart and few desires" just now, immediately leaned forward slightly and asked, "How is it?"
Tang Zhen didn't say a word for a while, Cheng Qian couldn't sit still anymore, walked back and forth in the house several times, wanted to ask questions several times, and was afraid of disturbing him, so he swallowed it on his own.
After a long while, Tang Zhen took back his consciousness, and very carefully put Yan Zhengming's hand back into the quilt. He looked solemn and hesitated for a moment.
Cheng Qian: "Brother Tang?"
Tang Zhen: "I think... it's better for you to call your senior brother and junior sister together."
Cheng Qian stayed where he was for a while.
He had never felt so cold in his heart, as if someone had emptied his chest and stuffed a handful of ice slag that had not melted for years, it was so cold that blood was dripping.
Probably five thunders hit the top, nothing more than that.
Tang Zhen glanced at him embarrassedly and said, "Little friend, there will always be ups and downs in the world, and there will always be joys and sorrows. You have been sober for a long time, can't you see through it?"
"Do not……"
Cheng Qian just uttered a word, his voice was already chopped, he stood there for a while at a loss, as if he wanted to take a step forward, but he stumbled as if he could not stand firmly under his feet, his eyes slowly fell on Yan Zhengming, For a moment, Tang Zhen felt that the circles of his eyes were red - but... can a piece of jade cry?
Will Heavenly Tribulation's unshakable eyes also panic?
But he seemed to collapse for only a moment. Before Tang Zhen had time to speak, Cheng Qian's eyes had suddenly firmed up, and he said decisively: "No, don't tell them first, Brother Tang, you know everything, there must be a way. .No matter what, it will be fine if you want to change my life for another life..."
Tang Zhen interrupted him and said, "Listen to what you said. If your senior brother heard this, he would have to slash you with a sword first, and then slash me."
Cheng Qian stared at Tang Zhen with a kind of calmness that was almost idiotic, and said, "I can train the Ju Lingyu into flesh, as long as you show me a way, there is nothing I can't do."
Tang Zhen looked back at him directly, and Cheng Qian's eyes didn't have the slightest hesitation.
"Up to the poor blue sky... Down to the huáng spring." Tang Zhen suddenly recited this sentence in a low voice, and then he laughed in a low voice, "Little friend, the friendship between teachers and sects is deep in the world, although it is a good story, but it is rare to see deep friendship. Be like you."
Cheng Qian said calmly, "This place is called 'Fuyao Mountain Villa', not 'the world'."
"How many shocking things are there in Sword Art Online, you and I, outsiders, can't understand," Tang Zhen stopped entangled in the topic of Fangcai, and said, "He just came out, and his realm was still unstable, and he was attacked by inner demons. , is already very dangerous, and he is good at using forbidden techniques - in the last battle at Suo Xiantai, can you see how much he has improved his cultivation?"
Cheng Qian said: "I'm not smarter than him, I can't tell, I can only roughly estimate... at least a realm."
Tang Zhen said: "Yes, it's like borrowing a loan at high interest rates. He has borrowed money without paying it back. In Sword Art Online, it is naturally dangerous to backlash."
Cheng Qian immediately responded to Tang Zhen's meaning: "So as long as his true cultivation catches up with the borrowed part in a short period of time, can the pain of backlash be alleviated? I can give him all my real energy. In a hundred years, the Heavenly Tribulation thing is once again cooked twice."
Tang Zhen was stunned for a while when he heard the words, and then he couldn't help but smile and said: "You think that the real yuan is a bowl of rice, do you give it to whoever you want? Don't say that you are not a sword cultivator, even if it is two sword cultivators' true yuan is not necessarily the same. can blend."
When Tang Zhen said this, he sighed: "If he wants to pass this level, unless he can enter the 'sheath' realm before the physical body collapses - but you should understand that in the matter of cultivation, you can only get thin hair if you accumulate it. The magic path that is good at taking shortcuts is not a hundred days' work, not to mention that he is a sword cultivator who has to go through thousands of trials every step of the way. There is absolutely no external thing that can help him to cultivate. , there is no such force.”