"It can hit sheep."
After Wang Ping heard this, he silently picked up a pair of chopsticks, put it into his mouth, and muttered:
"Suddenly it doesn't feel so bad anymore."
Chen Yuan smiled. As a man, as long as you add the word "Chongyang", you can eat anything with gusto.
"Wang Ping."
"What's wrong, Brother Yuan?" Wang Ping responded with the black thing stuffed in his mouth.
"Have you ever thought about leaving Ping'an County?"
Chen Yuan asked.
Wang Ping was stunned:
"Why are you leaving? Isn't it nice to be in Ping'an County?"
After saying that, Wang Ping paused:
"Brother Yuan, do you want to leave?"
"What do you think?"
Chen Yuan didn't answer, but asked instead.
"I think...hehe, Brother Yuan, you'd better leave."
"How to say?"
"Ping'an County is too small. It can accommodate ordinary people like me, but it can never accommodate people with great ambitions like you. Going out is your best choice."
Wang Ping said softly.
He had already had this realization. Probably, Wang Ping had had this idea since Chen Yuan showed his strength and became the leader.
His father said that a man who can control his lower body is a ruthless man.
And Brother Yuan...
Wang Ping has been paying attention to it for a long time. Ever since he returned from recuperation, Brother Yuan has changed. He has become less enthusiastic about women. Instead, he has set his sights on martial arts and power.
Chen Yuan glanced at Wang Ping in surprise, as if he didn't expect his answer.
"The world is so big. If you don't go out, how can you meet the heroes of the world and aspire to the top of martial arts?"
"It's a pity, my talent is too poor, otherwise it would be a good choice to follow you, Brother Yuan..." Wang Ping said with a smile.
Although he is greedy for money, lustful and a common man, he is still very clear-headed and knows that with his skills as a skin-refining warrior, not only will he not be able to help Brother Yuan, but he will actually cause trouble.
Chen Yuan nodded, not surprised by Wang Ping's answer.
After being in contact with him for so long, he had some understanding of Wang Ping.
Know what kind of person he is.
The atmosphere at the wine table was a little solemn. Wang Ping smiled and said:
"Brother Yuan, let's not talk about this anymore. Even if we leave, you can't leave now and you can still be free for a while."
In Wang Ping's view, Chen Yuan will definitely leave, but probably not now. After all, it hasn't been long since he became the head catcher.
"hehe..."
Chen Yuan neither objected nor responded.
"By the way, Brother Yuan, please give me an idea."
Wang Ping's eyes flashed, he looked around and lowered his voice.
"What's wrong?"
"Two days ago, my father arranged a marriage for me," Wang Ping said with a depressed look on his face.
"It's a good thing to get married, but why does that girl look so ugly?"
No matter which world, it all depends on appearance. If you look ugly, Wang Ping should be depressed.
"It's not that she's ugly. Her family is well off and she's very pretty. I quite like her, but..."
Wang Ping gritted his teeth and continued:
"I just felt like she was very cold. I've met her a few times, but she didn't seem to be very interested in me. But my father came to ask for my hand in marriage on my behalf, and there was no objection or consent."
"Brother Yuan, tell me, what should I do now?"
"If I am rejected, it will not look good on my family's face."
After saying that, Wang Ping looked at Chen Yuan hopefully, hoping that he could make up his mind.
Ever since Brother Yuan became the head catcher, Wang Ping has basically regarded him as his backbone and asked him for advice on everything. Moreover, the most important thing is that Brother Yuan can sometimes say something that makes people feel unfathomable. if.
"You're pretty, what don't you like?" Chen Yuan glanced at Wang Ping and said.
"Brother Yuan, stop teasing me and help me come up with an idea."
"Really like it?"
"I really like it!"
Chen Yuan was silent for a moment and then said:
"A woman is like sand in your hand, understand?"
Wang Ping was stunned and silent for a long time, then he took a deep breath and said:
"Brother Yuan, I understand."
"What have you learned?" Chen Yuan was a little surprised. Has Wang Ping become smarter? You can understand what's hidden in it.
Wang Ping: "A woman is like sand. The tighter you hold it, the easier it is to lose it. Brother Yuan, don't you just want me to let go?"
It's right to think about it. If you can't hold the sand, just throw it away! "
"Brother Yuan, you are so cool, do you think so too?"
Chen Yuan: "......"
Shaking his head slightly, Chen Yuan said:
"You're overthinking it. What I mean is that a woman is like sand. If you want to hold her, you have to shake her first. Then won't you be able to hold her easily?"
Wang Ping: "???"
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After coming out of the restaurant, Chen Yuan said goodbye to Wang Ping and walked toward home alone. At this moment, the sky was completely dark. Without the bright moonlight, ordinary people would not be able to see the road ahead clearly.
All the streets were silent, except for the occasional sound of the clock, and there were no pedestrians at all.
In this world without entertainment activities, ordinary people have either taken a break early, or are engaged in another entertainment activity...
"rustle..."
Chen Yuan's footsteps were on the ground, his eyes were not squinting, and his body speed was very well-proportioned.
"Huhu..."
"Huhu..."
The cool breeze blew, and the leaves on the ground moved with the wind.
Suddenly, an extremely murderous intention struck unabashedly from behind.
Chen Yuan was startled, and he immediately leaned over at a weird angle. Then, a blade of light shone and slashed at the incoming figure.
"Uh-huh!"
"Tear!"
A familiar voice reached Chen Yuan's ears, and he looked at it intently. On the ground, there was a blood-red paper man with a strange smile painted on his face, which made people feel frightened from the bottom of his heart.
His heart was shaken, and goosebumps appeared on Chen Yuan's body.
paper man!
It's the existence under the blood pool!
After concentrating his eyes, Chen Yuan suddenly turned his head and looked up and behind him. At some point, a figure appeared there, wearing a long dark red dress.
With long messy hair, you can see some dry wrinkles on his face, and his body is thin, but his eyes are extremely bright. He stood on a wall and stared at Chen Yuan,
The whole body exudes a smell of blood, which is the same as the smell emanating from the blood pool.
"Who is the senior?"
Although Chen Yuan was sure that the guy in front of him was the guy at the bottom of the blood pool that Zhang Xuan said, he still didn't dare to show it on the surface.
"Why, you really can't guess who I am?"
A hoarse, dry voice came from the skinny man.
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"Senior is joking. How could Chen guess the identity of senior when he has nothing to do with him?" Chen Yuan looked at the man and calmly revealed some of the shadows on his left arm.
Right now, perhaps the only thing that can save him is this bloody sword!
The owner of this blood pool can allow several powerful men in the Ning Gang realm to protect him, and can allow people from the Wusheng Cult to collect blood for him to heal his wounds. He is definitely extremely powerful in terms of strength and status.
It's not something he can compare to now.
Not to mention him, not even the county captain Li Mingqi.
Now that Zhang Xuan has left Pingan County, Chen Yuan can only rely on himself.
To be precise, it's this evil bloody sword!
The withered man looked at Chen Yuan coldly, neither sad nor happy:
"Did you kill Chen Ping'an?"
"Chen Pingan...who is it?"
Chen Yuan smiled.
"He is a disciple that I value very much. He would have been of great use if I kept him, but you killed him. What do you think we should do?" said the skinny man.
Chen Yuan did not answer, his eyes flickered.
The skinny man continued:
"Besides that, you also took away the things I left on the altar. Shouldn't these accounts be settled as well?"
"Senior, how do you want to calculate it?"
Now that the guy in front of him has made things clear, continuing to pretend not to know is an insult to his IQ, so Chen Yuan's attitude changed quickly.
The skinny man took a step forward and slowly fell to the ground:
"The Huang family was wiped out, Zhao Shuping was arrested, and our holy sect lost its spy in Ping'an County. You have a good talent. I intend to accept you as my disciple and place one of my own in Ping'an County. What do you think?"
"With my envoy's teachings, you will have the opportunity to enter the Ning Gang realm within three years. Coupled with the operation of my holy religion, it is not impossible to become a county captain."
Chen Yuan showed a harmless smile:
"Actually, Chen has been yearning for the Holy Cult for a long time. If he can join, it would be a great blessing."
"Very good, you are a person who knows the current affairs. As long as you tell me how you control the evil remnant blade, I can accept you as my disciple now."
A strange smile appeared on the corner of the skinny man's mouth.
"It turns out that the purpose is here..." Chen Yuan thought to himself.
"Is this what senior is talking about?"
Chen Yuan raised his left arm, revealing the shadow that resembled a tattoo.
A hot look flashed in the skinny man's eyes, and he nodded:
"Yes, that's it."
"To be honest, senior, this thing is actually not controlled by Chen. I don't know why it is silent in my body." Chen Yuan said quickly.
"Huh? Are you still afraid that I will harm you?" The skinny man's tone was somewhat displeased.
"Of course not, it's just that Chen really doesn't know how to control it. Senior, if you have a way, please help me expel it from my body. To be honest, I have been feeling terrified today."
At the right moment, Chen Yuan's face flashed with fear.
But the skinny man sneered:
"Do you think I will believe it?"
"Chen Mou never lied to anyone in his life..." Chen Yuan said seriously.
His name is Chen Yuan but not Chen.
If Chen is telling lies, what does it have to do with him, Chen Yuan?
After staring at Chen Yuan for a few seconds, the skinny man walked forward slowly and said:
"Extend your left arm."
"Okay..." Chen Yuan nodded.
When the skinny man approached three feet away, Chen Yuan's heart moved, and his blood surged. The next moment, a black light shone from his wrist, and shot out towards the skinny man.
The skinny man seemed to have been prepared for it. The moment the Bloody Sword flashed, a blood-red paper figure fell off from his body and rushed towards the Bloody Sword, while he himself moved sideways to avoid it.
"Uh-huh!"
The bloody sword exploded, and the blood-red paper figurine was shattered and lay quietly on the ground.
When Chen Yuan released the Bloody Sword, he immediately stretched out his hand to hold the handle of the knife, stepped forward, and the golden paint all over his body condensed on his skin, and he suddenly slashed forward.
"boom!"
The skinny man raised his arm, a streak of blood-colored energy condensed in his palm, and he struck Chen Yuan, letting out a muffled groan.
Chen Yuan, who had expected it, instantly spilled a bag of lime powder.
"call out!"
A hidden arrow shot at the skinny man's neck at an extremely fast speed.
"Ding..."
The poisonous arrow was actually bounced away!
"interesting."
The skinny man laughed hoarsely, and blasted out with a palm. A bloody aura was in front of Chen Yuan in an instant. He only had time to draw his knife to block it.
With a 'bang', Chen Yuan fell heavily to the ground, and then quickly jumped up from the ground. He glanced at his chest calmly, where he felt a sharp pain.
If the Vajra Glazed Body hadn't been fully opened, Chen Yuan would have been seriously injured from that blow alone.
Chen Yuan's face was gloomy. With just one blow, he was defeated. During this period, he used all his methods, but he couldn't hurt the skinny man in front of him at all!
After repelling Chen Yuan, the skinny man did not move, as if waiting for something.
The bloody sword that was activated by Chen Yuan previously lost its target after killing the paper man. It turned into a black stream of light and wormed its way back into Chen Yuan's left arm.
Then, the Blood Sword, which had not swallowed the essence and blood, began to swallow the blood of Chen Yuan's body.
Chen Yuan could feel that part of the blood in his left arm seemed to be drawn away by something in an instant...
The skinny man watched this scene quietly. At the beginning, he was swallowed up most of his blood by that thing, and had to use secret methods to force it out of his body.
He had seen Chen Yuan control this object easily before, and now he wanted to see if he could escape this disaster.
As for the evil creature's attack just now, it was naturally because he had taken precautions.
Understand the characteristics of this thing.
If you miss a hit, it will return to the body.
It is a double-edged sword. If used properly, it can be used as a sneak attack weapon and can penetrate even the Gang Qi. If used incorrectly, it will end up like a mummy.
When the Blood Sword crossed his left arm and was about to devour the rest of the body's essence and blood, it seemed to have encountered some resistance and stopped instantly. It was just like before, lying quietly on the left arm.
But Chen Yuan also felt a sense of resistance and dissatisfaction coming from the Blood Sword.
"It's the altar of luck!"
Chen Yuan's eyes flickered. The scope of movement of this evil thing was only limited to the left arm. Once it exceeded, it would be imprisoned by the Altar of Luck. It was the same as last time.
After waiting for a moment, when he saw that although Chen Yuan's face was a little pale, there was nothing serious. The skinny man's eyes were full of surprise. He stared at Chen Yuan closely and threatened:
"Tell me how you controlled it and you can live today."
"Otherwise...even gods can't save you. I will extract your three souls and make them into paper figures!"
Chen Yuanping looked at the skinny man, thinking about his retreat, but didn't wait for his reply.
In the dark night sky, a shimmering petal fell in front of them. Chen Yuan and the skinny man were startled and immediately raised their heads, their eyes filled with horror.
In the void, petals were falling all over the sky, as if it was snowing.
A cool and sweet flute sound filled my ears.
It seemed to be coming from all directions.
