Junior Disciple C

Chapter 122

The market town is densely packed with houses, full of human footprints.But outside the market town, like other places in Longqiu, there are inaccessible mountains and forests.

Because of the sudden torrential rain, the animals all hid in their nests one after another. There was only the sound of wind and rain and the swaying of tree shadows in the forest, revealing a special kind of silence.

But in a hidden cave in the forest, human voices suddenly sounded.

"You seem very dissatisfied?" Black Snake crawled out from Ling Yun's neckline and whispered in Ling Yun's ear.

Ling Yun's expression was a bit more gloomy than the dark clouds in the sky, since they fled to this cave, he has always had this expression.

"Why did you intervene?" Facing Black Snake's question, Ling Yun asked in a bad tone.

Although he has always called the black snake "Shangshen", this title has never been respectful.In his heart, he never regarded this monster as a master who needs to be treated with respect. They just use each other and cooperate with each other.

But although he was not respectful, this was the first time he spoke to the black snake in such an unfriendly tone.

The black snake spat out the snake letter, and he was not furious at the disrespect of human beings.He just replied with a mocking smile: "I saved you. Is this your attitude towards your savior? Ling Yun."

If he hadn't made a move, Ling Yun would have been cut by Feng Ye's sword at that time.

Ling Yun didn't appreciate it, he just replied coldly: "I didn't ask you to save me."

At the same time as Ling Yun's words fell, the black snake's figure suddenly disintegrated in the air, and black mist emerged from Ling Yun's cuffs, gathering in front of Ling Yun to look like a man.

Exactly the same as the real Yinglong.

"You didn't ask me." The man's voice came from the black mist that had not yet fully transformed into a human form, and his smiling tone suddenly became harsh.

At the same time, his slender fingers stretched out from the black mist, he grabbed Ling Yun's neckline, and with a force he pushed Ling Yun to the cave's mountain wall.

He leaned closer to Ling Yun, his voice was low and hoarse: "But you lost, Ling Yun."

"You lost to the person you hate the most. You couldn't defeat him a hundred years ago, and you will still be able to do so in a hundred years." The man suddenly let go of his hand again, and he opened the distance slightly so that Ling Yun could see his face clearly, see clearly There was a mocking smile on his face.

"He didn't even use any divine power, and he beat you in the way of swords, in what you are best at." The man shook his head when he said this, and he seemed to look at Ling Yun with some pity: "You are really an out-and-out loser."

Ling Yun's fingers clenched tightly, and his knuckles creaked. He waved his hand and pushed away the man's hand that was grabbing his collar. At the same time, he used his spiritual power to form an invisible blade, and slashed at the man.

The man was split in half, but there was no flesh or internal organs in the split body, only black mist.

The black mist dispersed again, the human form disappeared, and he gathered into a black cloud, floating in front of Ling Yun.

Ling Yun was a little panting because of the movement of the sword and his overly agitated mood. He still stared at Heiwu with unfriendly eyes, but he didn't attack again.

"Hehe." A low laugh came from the black mist, and he said to Ling Yun again: "What's the use of venting your anger on me? Why don't you think about how to deal with him."

The sword blade formed by spiritual power in Ling Yun's hand dissipated in the air, the anger on his face was gone, and it returned to its usual coldness.

But this anger did not dissipate, but was only hidden in a deeper place by him.

"How to deal with him?" Ling Yun repeated the question: "You and I have already fought against him once, with the same result. Before the Eternal Vision is truly opened, your strength in the world is simply not enough to defeat him. dragon."

"But Jianmu and Xiyang are in his hands, the key to opening the Emberless Vision. What else can we do? We have lost the enemy in a frontal confrontation, so take hostages to threaten him?" Ling Yun suggested.

"Hostage?" The man directly denied: "Hostages are useless to him. If necessary, he will not hesitate to take any hostages, even if those people are innocent."

The Jianmu incident a hundred years ago has already verified this result. Those humans who climbed Jianmu that he used to cover were also his hostages.

But what about Feng Ye?When he cut Jianmu, he didn't hesitate at all.

"Ying Long is known as the God of War, and his strength is obvious to all." After negating Ling Yun's proposal, the man agreed with the first half of Ling Yun's sentence with a sigh.

Ying Long is indeed very strong, so strong that they can't compete with him head-on.

"But..." The man's words changed abruptly, and he said with a low smile, "The stronger something is, the more fatal its weakness will be."

"Do you know his weakness?" Ling Yun keenly sensed the point of the man's words.

"Of course I know." The man said of course.

"Why didn't I tell you before?" The man said it before Ling Yun asked, and he asked himself: "Because this ultimate move can only work when no one interferes, it is meaningless to use it too early, but right now , everything we need has been prepared, the time is ripe, and it’s time to meet you.”

"God of War..." The man whispered these two words in his mouth: "The title of God of War does not mean invincibility. Kunpeng, who got in the way, is gone, and his failure is coming soon."

"Hehe..." The man couldn't help but let out a low laugh when he finished speaking. The laughter echoed in the cave, spread outside, and was drowned by the sound of rain again.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there was no sign of stopping.There is even a faint flash of thunder in the cloudy clouds, and the torrential rain is pouring, watering the vast world.

After Fang Yang sent Cao Zirui off, when he ran back to the inn in the rain, his body was already wet as if he had just been fished out of the water.

When he entered the inn, he saw an empty lobby with scattered tables and chairs, which looked a bit messy.

Fang Yang couldn't help being a little puzzled, what about Brother Waste Chai and Brother Hao?

Coincidentally, the shopkeeper heard Fang Yang's footsteps and came out from the backyard. He saw Fang Yang who was wet all over, and threw a cloth towel to Fang Yang.

Fang Yang took the cloth towel. In fact, he could use spiritual power to dry the clothes on his body, but the shopkeeper was in front of him, so it was inconvenient, so he didn't do it.

He accepted the shopkeeper's kindness, wiped his face with a cloth towel, and asked impatiently, "Where are my two companions? They are the two tall ones."

"Oh, they..." The shopkeeper shook his head, and whispered his guess to Fang Yang: "They seem to have quarreled, I was in the backyard, and when I came out, I saw my desk and chairs were overturned, and then I got angry alone He rushed away, and the other one stayed where he was, and went back to the upstairs room after a while."

"Arguing?" Fang Yang repeated the word in disbelief.

How could Brother Waste Chai and Brother Hao quarrel?They obviously have such a good relationship.

Although the two of them used to bicker a lot, and sometimes had some childish fights, but that was not really a fight at all, if you insist on... flirting?

Fang Yang shook his head, feeling that the word he used seemed a bit wrong, but no matter what, such a fierce quarrel that overturned tables and chairs had never happened before.

Thinking of this, he couldn't stay any longer, thanked the shopkeeper, and hurried upstairs.

On the way upstairs, he dried the clothes on his body, and then went to knock on Feng Ye's door.

Although the shopkeeper couldn't tell which one left and which one stayed.But Fang Yang used his heels to figure out that the one left behind must be Brother Waste Chai.

"Come in." A familiar voice came from inside the room, and the tone was as flat as usual.

Fang Yang pushed open the door, and saw Feng Ye who was leaning against the window, looking sideways at the rain covering the sky outside.

Like his tone, Feng Ye's expression was also very flat.If the shopkeeper hadn't told Fang Yang, he wouldn't have noticed that Feng Ye had quarreled with Hao Chen just now.

Fang Yang walked into the house, walked up to Feng Ye, and knowingly asked, "Where is Brother Hao?"

Hearing this question, Feng Ye pursed his lips imperceptibly. Was he really normal or not?

"he's gone."

After a while, Feng Ye gave an answer, only three short words.

"Then when will he come back?" Fang Yang asked again.

This time Feng Ye remained silent for a little longer, the rainstorm continued outside the house, some raindrops were blown into the house by the wind, and landed on Feng Ye's fingers.

Feng Ye stretched out his hand and stroked it, feeling cool.

He whispered: "Maybe...he won't come back."

Hearing this, Fang Yang raised his head to look at Feng Ye, and then looked out of the window. There was heavy rain, thunder flashed among the clouds, and the dull rumbling sound echoed in the air.

"Brother Hao will definitely come back." Fang Yang said suddenly, his tone was very certain.

Feng Ye was a little startled, he looked at Fang Yang with some amusement: "How do you know?"

"Because Big Brother Hao likes you so much, how could he leave you alone." Fang Yang took it for granted.

"Like me...?" Feng Ye looked at Fang Yang in disbelief, Hao Chen's liking was so obvious?He only discovered it recently, and Fang Yang had already discovered it?

But looking at Fang Yang's expression, Feng Ye realized that Fang Yang's liking was different from what he and Hao Chen understood.

What Fang Yang said was just the love between good friends.

"That's right." Fang Yang affirmed, and he snapped his fingers to give Feng Ye an example: "Like before when you were in the sect, you fell into a coma due to internal injuries, and Brother Hao carried you all the way back, and he still stayed with you every step of the way." Watching you."

Feng Ye recalled, Fang Yang should be talking about the time when Xue Ren rebelled.Hao Chen not only guarded him every step of the way, but also guarded him on the bed in the end.

Feng Ye recalled the scene where Hao Chen said "You are responsible" just after waking up, and couldn't help laughing.

Seeing that Feng Ye finally laughed, Fang Yang heaved a sigh of relief, and continued to comfort him in different ways: "My father and mother would quarrel, and sometimes my mother would be so angry that she would go back to her mother's house, but in the future She came back by herself in a few days, because she likes my father, so she couldn't bear it."

Feng Ye didn't know whether Fang Yang's analogy was appropriate or not. He and Hao Chen didn't seem to have reached that point either.

In the end, he just smiled as an answer.

He continued to look at the rain curtain outside the window, and a little bit of anticipation suddenly rose in his heart, expecting to see that familiar shadow.

There are no pedestrians on the street for a long time, and no normal person would go out in such heavy rain.

But miraculously, Feng Ye really saw a figure at the end of the street, and it was indeed very familiar.

But it wasn't Hao Chen.

Ling Yun braved the wind and rain, came not far from the inn, looked up at Feng Ye at the window.

Feng Ye frowned, and looked at Ling Yun through the rain curtain.