Chapter 8 Killing

Style: Heros Author: Gu ChangpingWords: 2532Update Time: 24/01/11 21:04:17
The old man was very excited. He stepped forward in three steps and held Yang Chan's hand tightly, saying: "Qingqing, grandpa finally found you."

Yang Chan was startled and exclaimed. Gu Chen quickly stepped forward to grab the old man's hand, but his body ached from the movement and he couldn't use much strength. He pulled several times but was unable to pull it away. He could only say: "Grandpa, she is not your granddaughter."

The old man glared angrily and said, "She is Qingqing, why isn't she my granddaughter?"

Gu Chen quickly said: "She is not Qingqing."

"She is Qingqing!"

The old man waved Gu Chen away and pulled Yang Chan away. Although Yang Chan struggled hard, although the old man was old, he was more than ready to deal with a girl of Yang Chan's age. Yang Chan became more and more frightened and had to He shouted with all his strength: "Gu Chen, save me, save me quickly..."

But because of fear, her voice was hoarse and so weak. She found that the sound could not be transmitted. Yang Chan became more frightened and panicked. Her lips trembled, but slowly she could not make any sound at all.

Gu Chen saw Yang Chan being pulled away and struggled to get up. He was thrown to the ground by the old man's blow, and his face turned pale from the pain. Although his old veins had been removed, new ones were opened in his body, and the remaining The Yuan Power has also been dissipated, but the damage caused by the self-destruction of the meridians and the obsession with the devil is real and still exists. Under the influence of the injuries, he is very weak at this time.

But when he saw Yang Chan being pulled away by the old man, it was obvious that something was wrong with the old man. He was worried that Yang Chan would be in danger, so he struggled to get up, gritted his teeth and chased after her. The blanket fell off and he didn't have time to pick it up.

The chill came again, but now Gu Chen couldn't care so much. He watched the old man pull Yang Chan into the alley, and quickly speeded up, but almost fell. The faster he went, the more pain he felt, and there were waves in his body. The tearing pain was real, whether it was flesh and blood or muscles and bones, Gu Chen couldn't tell. He couldn't determine the extent of his injury because he couldn't look inside now.

As soon as he entered the alley, he could faintly hear Yang Chan's crying coming from a secluded tiled house, and at the same time, he could also hear the intermittent voice of the old man.

"Qingqing, it's great that you are finally back. Grandpa has been looking for you for a long time..."

"Don't... don't... I'm not Qingqing, you got the wrong person."

"Qingqing, I am grandpa, why don't you recognize me? Grandpa loves you so much and raised you, but you don't recognize me!"

"No, don't be angry, I'm really not Qingqing."

"Nonsense, you have a birthmark on your face. There is a blue birthmark on the left side of your forehead. It is round...no, square..."

Gu Chen found that the alley was not deep, only five or six feet long. There was only one house in this narrow alley, and there was only one door. Inside the door was obviously a small open-air courtyard. When he reached the door, he pushed the door open and went in. Then he saw the old man stepping forward to look for the birthmark on Yang Chan's face.

"Gu Chen! Gu Chen! Help me!"

When Yang Chan saw Gu Chen, she stretched out her hand and shouted, but the old man was already grabbing her face and getting angry.

"Where's the birthmark? Where's the birthmark on your face?"

"I'm not Qingqing! I'm not Qingqing!"

Because of fear and because Gu Chen came to him, Yang Chan gained some courage and started struggling violently.

"You are Qingqing! You are Qingqing! Give Qingqing back to me!"

The old man was angry at Yang Chan's struggle and pinched Yang Chan's neck tightly with both hands. Gu Chen was startled and rushed forward. Regardless of the unbearable pain caused by the involvement, he violently knocked the old man away.

Seeing Yang Chan covering her neck and coughing violently, Gu Chen protected Yang Chan behind him, put on a guarded posture, and said loudly: "Grandpa, please wake up, she is really not Qingqing!"

"Give Qingqing back to me!"

The old man rushed over again, grabbed Gu Chen and pulled him aside. Gu Chen's body was uncontrollably pulled away by him. Afraid of being thrown away by him, he quickly hugged his body tightly and shouted to Yang Chan: " run!"

Yang Chan hesitated for a moment, then Gu Chen shouted loudly: "Run!"

Yang Chan nodded subconsciously and ran away, but she almost fell down when she screamed because her hand was tightly held by the old man.

"Let her go!"

Gu Chen shouted angrily, hating that he had no cultivation at this time. If he had cultivation, how could he not be able to stop this old man?

Feeling angry and hateful in his heart, he suddenly felt the meridians in his body pulsing. The feeling was very familiar, as if there was energy flowing in the meridians.

Gu Chen was shocked. His meridians had been frozen and disintegrated. How could he still feel the energy in his meridians?

Then he thought that the crisscrossing silver rays of light in his body seemed to be his new meridians, and the interlacing of those meridians formed the shape of a sword. That sword was exactly the same as the lost Chunjun sword.

Gu Chen hurriedly pressed the "Purple Sky Thunder Jue" to activate, but he felt a pain in his meridians. He couldn't help but loosen his hands, and was violently thrown away by the old man.

"Gu Chen!"

Yang Chan was startled, and then the old man hugged her with both hands, harder and harder, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.

"You are Qingqing! You are Qingqing!"

"No! I'm not Qingqing! I'm not!"

"Let her go quickly, she is not Qingqing!"

But the old man kept talking like crazy, and then he lost more and more sense of proportion, as if there was a voice in his mind telling him that the girl in front of him was not his Qingqing, no! !

His hands gradually moved up from tightly hugging Yang Chan's waist, and then wrapped around Yang Chan's neck, slowly tightening it with force, and a look of violence flashed in his muddy old eyes.

"Give me back Qingqing! Give me back Qingqing!"

Yang Chan felt more and more uncomfortable and cried: "Gu Chen, save me!"

Gu Chen's whole body was in pain and he couldn't get up. He said desperately and helplessly: "Stop...stop!"

Suddenly, a purple belt came from the sky. Taking advantage of the moonlight, the belt was fragrant. One end of the belt wrapped around the old man's neck and slowly tightened it.

The old man's mouth was open, it was difficult to breathe, and his hands were weak. Yang Chan struggled and fell from his arms to the ground. She kept coughing on the ground and cried with lingering fear. She looked at the man standing on the wall. He opened his mouth, but coughed again and couldn't say the word "Master".

The old man was struggling in pain, just like Yang Chan just now.

The woman's expression was cold, and a stern look flashed across her face. Then she saw the purple belt suddenly tightened, and there was only a "click" sound. Then the purple belt was retracted, and the old man fell to the ground with his neck tilted.

Yang Chan was stunned, covering her mouth, eyes welling up with tears, looking at the woman in horror.

The woman floated down, glanced at Yang Chan coldly, and said, "You don't obey discipline!"

Yang Chan was trembling and in disbelief. She pointed at the old man with a weak finger and said, "You...kill...kill him?"

The woman smiled and said: "You are so weak, you can't be my disciple."

Yang Chan shook her head repeatedly and said: "No... no, I won't be your disciple, I won't follow you."

"Can I help you?"

The woman's tone was disdainful. There was no hint of happiness or anger, but she was very cold. Her eyes fell on Gu Chen, who was enduring the pain but could not stand up. Murderous intent flashed between her eyebrows. This young man has been with her since they met today. She was very unhappy that her disciple was so entangled. If it weren't for this young man, there wouldn't be so many things happening.

With a thought in his mind, the Luo belt picked up again, wrapped around Gu Chen's neck, and lifted him up.

Gu Chen kicked his legs together and grabbed the belt around his neck with both hands, but no matter how hard he tried, the belt would not move at all and became tighter and tighter.

"don't want!"

Yang Chan was frightened and quickly came over to grab the Luo belt, but Gu Chen was lifted up by the Luo belt and was beyond her height, so she couldn't touch it. She burst into tears and begged the woman: "No! Don't kill me." Him! I...I'll go with you, master...Master, I'll go with you, don't kill him, don't kill him!"

Crying and begging, Yang Chan bit down hard on the Luo belt, trying to break it, but the Luo belt was tough and soft, how could she bite it off?

Yang Chan bit hard, but the sound of her teeth grinding against each other was heard. The woman frowned and immediately stopped her strength. Luo took it back, causing Gu Chen to fall to the ground.

"Gu Chen! Gu Chen!"

Gu Chen coughed, indicating that he was still alive. Yang Chan cried and laughed, feeling scared and relieved at the same time.

The woman snorted and said, "Go back."

Yang Chan's heart tightened, so she had to stand up and said: "Yes, master."