Chen Nianyun took a dazed sip of mung bean porridge, and then asked: "Why did you suddenly become so smart?"
"It's not that he is smart, it's just that he has experienced too many things." After saying this, Lin Xiaolu looked sad, his clear eyes fell into memories, and tears were faintly visible:
"Nian Yun, I have been traveling around the world for three years. I have met countless people, encountered countless things, cried, laughed, loved and hated. So don't look at me. I am only sixteen years old this year. In fact, I am He is already a very vicissitudes of life in his heart.
I am very tired and have been looking for a place to bury my scarred heart. "
Looking at the immature young man with a face full of vicissitudes of life, Chen Nianyun felt confused. Although he couldn't understand a word, it didn't stop him from feeling that Lin Xiaolu was so cool at this moment.
It's just that this kind of old-fashioned feeling appears on the face of a little guy who is two years younger than me. It always feels a little weird.
The two of them continued to chat and chatted happily. Lin Xiaolu, who was comfortable, was about to talk to him about the tie he had with Zen Master Wuxin at Wuxin Temple. Suddenly, there was an urgent shout from outside the hospital. .
The sound was loud, but the person shouting seemed to be so frightened that the shouting was trembling, making it difficult to hear clearly what he was shouting. Lin Xiaolu and Chen Nianyun on the bed were stunned for a moment, then rushed out of the door at the same time, and then... The slightly narrow doorway was smashed...
At this time, a servant rushed to the house and shouted in fear: "Dead again! Dead again! The third lady's head is gone!"
"Clang!"
The head of the Luo family, who was drinking tea, shivered and dropped the teacup in his hand to the ground.
Lin Xiaolu, Chen Nianyun, and Tangyuan also rushed over without realizing it, just in time to see this scene.
"Where is the third lady's body?" Chen Nianyun immediately asked the frightened servant.
"Just, at the market, the third lady went to the market to buy rouge, and suddenly a cover flew over and covered her head, and then, then..."
The servant seemed to be recalling something terrible. He collapsed on the ground, staring and speechless.
"My Xiujuan!!!"
Luo Rulie, who was sitting on the throne, burst into tears and shouted the name of his concubine heartbreakingly.
Chen Nianyun didn't hesitate at all. After asking the servants where the market was, he took Lin Xiaolu and Tang Yuan and turned around and rushed out of Luofu!
At this moment, the once most lively market in the city had become deserted, and all the civilians had left in fear, because there was a headless female corpse lying in the middle of the street.
The headless female corpse lay quietly, scarlet plasma continuously flowing out from the red throat, which looked extremely dazzling in the sunlight.
"call out!"
There was a harsh sound in the sky, and Chen Nianyun, dressed in white, came with a sword. After reaching the sky above the headless female corpse, he jumped down, and the spirit sword also escaped into his ring.
He didn't take Lin Xiaolu and Tang Yuan with him, in order to get to the scene as quickly as possible so he could catch the catcher.
After looking at the corpse, the plasma had not yet solidified. He must have died not long ago, and the officials had not had time to rush over.
Chen Nianyun was observing, and suddenly there was an endless "Puff~~~~~" sound in the sky in the distance.
Chen Nianyun looked up and suddenly felt bad.
In the high sky in the distance, Tang Yuan was rushing here with his cross-eyed eyes blinking and his hands behind his back, head held high and chest high. A long wave of air spurted out from his butt, and he appeared as if a peerless boss had arrived.
After he got closer to Chen Nianyun, the air waves ejected from his butt began to slowly decrease, and his flying speed also began to slow down.
Soon, he began to land slowly, and the air waves in his butt began to become intermittent. From a steady stream of air waves, he turned into air masses one after another, making a soft sound of "Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff", and finally landed gracefully. .
Chen Nianyun was almost stunned. He was stunned for a while and then asked with a dull look: "Where is the little deer?".
"Brother Lu didn't want to use my elixir, so he ran here. He is probably still on the way." Tangyuan said with cross-eyed eyes.
Chen Nianyun nodded, then glanced at him and said helplessly: "Put your pants on, what do you think it looks like."
He simply didn't look at this guy. He turned his head and continued to observe the headless corpse. He found that a long blood trail extended all the way from the corpse's throat and turned towards a mountain forest not far from the market.
"I'll follow the blood stains first and take a look. When the deer comes, remember to bring him over."
After handing over the dumplings, Chen Nianyun had a thought and the spirit sword in Najie immediately flew out. Then he jumped onto the flying sword and rushed up into the sky following the blood trail.
With the ability to control a sword, he is undoubtedly very fast. Even the head of the Luo family, who is also in the Foundation Establishment realm, cannot be faster than him.
At this moment, he almost caught up with the end of the blood trail - a dense mountain forest in one thought.
Chen Nianyun flew over the mountains and forests. When he saw the faint traces of blood entering the mountains and forests, he continued flying.
He was a little curious in his heart. He didn't know why this man who killed people on the street didn't tell anyone about the murder and ran so far carrying the head. However, he didn't think much about it. He flew over the dense mountain forest for a few breaths and saw that the mountain forest was getting closer and closer. The thicker it became, the lower the visibility of the blood stains, so he fled directly into the mountain forest and continued to fly in the forest a few inches above the ground.
This mountain forest is indeed quite dense, and the surrounding trees are all growing so tall that they almost block the midday sun.
There were very few blood stains here, and there were often only one or two drops separated by several meters. It was almost impossible to see clearly. Chen Nianyun was about to open his consciousness to cover the mountain forest, and just when he was about to do so, He saw something light up ahead.
...?
"Whoops!"
"Well!"
Chen Nianyun, who was flying with his sword, hit hard on an insignificant copper wire, and his whole body suddenly flipped over with his sword on his back, spinning and falling to the ground together with the spirit sword.
"flutter!"
The ground covered with dead leaves collapsed when he dropped it, and Chen Nianyun's body fell into a square pit again.
While rolling, he saw several extremely sharp spears stuck in the pit, and his body was falling hard against these spears!
"Drink!" Chen Nianyun quickly made a gesture, and his spiritual energy spread all over his body instantly. Then he broke all the spears in the pit and fell heavily into the pit.
Chen Nianyun was stunned. It all happened so fast that he almost didn't react. His neck was in severe pain. There was a long and dazzling red mark on it, and a few drops of blood oozed from the red mark.
"Cough cough cough."
In the pit, he held his throat and coughed repeatedly, then got up with lingering fear.
If he hadn't broken through to the Foundation Establishment Realm last month and his body had improved to a certain extent, the copper wire just now would probably have cut off his head. It was really dangerous.
He jumped out of the pit, then held his throat, looked up, and saw the copper wire tied between the two trees.
There are still traces of my own blood on the copper wire~
Chen Nianyun looked forward and found that many trees in front were tied with copper wires at various angles. They exuded a soft shimmer under the slightly dim golden sunlight and alternately reflected each other. At first glance, they looked quite beautiful.
But he knew that this was a road of death filled with murderous intent.
At this moment, at the end of this road of death, in a place completely illuminated by the sun, a man with disheveled hair was standing.
The man was covered in blood, holding a semicircular mask dripping with blood in his left hand, and holding a sickle in his right hand. He was looking at himself motionlessly across the long dense forest path.
