Anan...
This title made Lu Yun pause.
She turned around and unexpectedly saw a person chasing out of the alley. It was Anan who had provided her and Wen Ruyu with a place to live.
The Anan in front of her was younger than the Anan in her memory.
There was no sorrow in him after Grandma Li fell ill, nor was there any struggle after Wujian Town became weird.
At this time, Anan and Acheng were still good friends.
Two young people, whose love is as strong as gold, play in the streets and alleys, with an innocent look on their faces, not destroyed by desire and life.
Although the face in front of her looked a little childish, Lu Yun was sure that this was Anan, the real Anan, and...a living Anan.
Lifting her fingers in her sleeves, Lu Yun followed Anan's body with her eyes until he was out of sight.
Everything she saw before her eyes seemed to be a fragment in the long history of the town, and this fragment was taken from the real past.
The people here are genuine.
She emphasized to herself again.
The steps under her feet did not change, and Lu Yun was still following behind Ah Li.
From the city gate, the group arrived at their destination two quarters of an hour later.
The strangeness of the people along the way attracted the gaze of many residents. They were curious about these strange people, and their faces did not show the vigilance and precautions of the residents of Wujian Town outside.
He looked up at the house number and wrote the words Wengfu.
"What do you do?"
When the concierge saw this large group of people suddenly appearing at the door of Weng's house, and they seemed to be coming with bad intentions, he shouted nervously, winked, and asked someone to report them.
In the world of dummies in Ali's mouth, the behavior of these people is logical and consistent, just like ordinary people.
Many people have discovered this.
If they saw it on the street, because the leader's propaganda said that those were fakes, they ignored some of the truth. What they saw now, they looked more carefully.
"Are these people really fake?"
"Look at his expression, it's impossible to be fake."
"He seems to be ready to take action at any time. Take action? Can the dummy fight with us?"
There was discussion among the crowd.
In small groups, not big, but enough to be passed on to the entire team.
Lu Yun estimated at the gate of the city that there were about fifty or sixty people following the action, like a pile of loose sand gathered together temporarily. Generally speaking, there was no tacit understanding at all.
Lu Yun looked at the person standing at the door.
That man controlled the rhythm of the entire team, and she heard the others calling him Brother Huo.
The surname is Huo, but my real name is unknown.
"Ayun, there seems to be something wrong with these people."
After hearing the whispers, the chatty Ah Li came to chat with Lu Yun.
The doubts in her eyes were real, and she really didn't know what was happening now.
strangeness.
Lu Yun thought in her heart, this Ah Li obviously knew about Qianqiu Zhong, but he seemed to have only a partial understanding of the impact of Qianqiu Zhong.
"But it doesn't matter. I promise to protect you. No matter what happens, these words will stand."
Ah Li patted her chest, showing loyalty like a knight-errant.
Lifting his chin, his confident attitude gave his face a different kind of light.
This confidence comes from deep in her heart. She truly believes that she can protect Lu Yun and make her escape unscathed.
As for Lu Yun herself, facing this situation, she didn't dare to take any chances.
The opponent has a trump card and hides it deeply.
"Okay." Lu Yun smiled lightly: "Me too."
When Ah Li heard these words again, a pear vortex emerged. She tilted her head and leaned against Lu Yun, feeling quite protective.
But Lu Yun saw that the other party's eyes turned serious as they looked at the Weng family.
Just as she thought, there was something wrong with the Weng family.
"Brother, we came here to see your master and discuss something."
Brother Huo stepped forward to negotiate, his attitude was sincere and not aggressive, and he looked like an ordinary young man.
"Does it require so many people?"
Dozens of people come to the door. If there are so many guests, the host will definitely give a warning in advance.
In the concierge's opinion, these people came with bad intentions.
He remembered his responsibility and stood at the door refusing to let go.
This attitude made Brother Huo smile, and the smile was full of contempt. In his eyes, the door in front of him was no different from dust, which he could easily brush away.
He did brush it off.
With a flick of his sleeve, the porter flew out and hit the door. The door exploded with a loud noise. The porter fell to the ground, twitching like a fish out of water.
Blood bubbles came out of his mouth, and a large piece of his chest was sunken.
He looked at Brother Huo with eyes full of fear and regret. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but all he came out was meaningless moans.
The ground was stained red with blood, and the concierge died with his eyes open.
There were people coming to Weng's house. There were many people and their footsteps were chaotic. When the visitors saw the twisted body of the concierge, the scene was quiet for a moment.
"Who is so presumptuous in my Weng family!"
The scolding sounded, and the voice was as powerful as a rainbow. In the blink of an eye, a middle-aged man appeared in front of everyone.
In his hand he held an unsheathed sword.
As a swordsman, Lu Yun knew at a glance that it was a good sword, and it was also a sword that had been used to kill people.
Sword cultivator, this is sword cultivator!
Although the other party looked furious, Lu Yun did not feel the sword intent on the other party.
The opponent's cultivation level is very high, and his sword intention is even more restrained.
Observing swords also observes people. This man's expression was not as angry as he appeared on his face.
But what surprised Lu Yun even more was that among the people coming out of the Weng family, there was a face she recognized.
The young lady who was protected by Ruan Ji.
"Master Weng, I have no other intention. I just want to ask you for something."
Facing Weng Tiangang's anger, Brother Huo seemed careless, as if he didn't care about anyone at all.
But looking from behind, you can see Brother Huo's straight back.
He was nervous but didn't want to expose his nervousness.
"Who are you, and what kind of place do you think this is? You are asking me for something. You are so brazen!"
Weng Tiangang sneered and had no intention of cooperating.
"Dad, they have already killed people, why are you talking nonsense to them? Just kill them!"
Weng Zi shouted, she was holding a sword in her hand, and the sword was already unsheathed.
The sword looked good enough and was sharp enough, but it had no killing intent.
Is a sword that has never killed anyone considered a real sword?
It's like Lu Yun couldn't see the sword intention belonging to the sword cultivator from Weng Zi, whether it was Weng Zi in this time fragment or the Weng Zi she met in Wuwang Valley.
Facing his daughter's words, Weng Tiangang did not react.
But Weng Zi seemed to have received the acquiescence. She took a step forward and stood at the front, pointing her sword at Brother Huo.
"Who are you? Tell me your name. If you dare to kill my Weng family, you have to pay with your life!"
Brother Huo couldn't tell whether this was provocation or contempt.
But he knew that it would be humiliating for the other party to compare his life with that of a lowly servant.
He felt that he was being underestimated, and Brother Huo, who had bulging veins on his neck, raised a cruel smile.
