The two of them were here at that time, facing Zhuang Su's statue, which looked particularly awe-inspiring under the heavy curtains.
At that time, no one knew whether they could get out of the city alive. The stubbornness in the temple might be shattered the moment they stepped out of the temple gate.
Desperate, narrow escape from death. The two of them knew each other's situation, so they were no longer afraid and became proud.
The vow to live and die together was poured into the blood of the two of them. Looking at the silent statue on the stage, the two of them did not regret each other, invited each other to the underworld, and never lived in vain.
With the bloody wine in their throats, the two of them had no regrets.
Perhaps it was the blessing of the gods that the two of them miraculously escaped during that desperate chase.
After that, the two separated, each with their own efforts and luck. Decades later, the reputation of the Wolf Sword and the Demon Sword became widely known in the world.
Lang Chenyan closed his eyes and thought alone, carefully reliving the blurred past. It's like going back to that day. Although I was in a desperate situation, I had a close friend by my side, so I could die without regrets.
Thinking about it, Lang Chenyan got closer to the statue and stared at the mutilated face.
After sniffing, he took out a few fruits he had just bought from his arms and slowly placed them in front of the altar of the statue.
Since that day, Tianjiang Five Swords fell apart. After several twists and turns, he hid in the snow desert and lost all news about Mo Yindao. I don't know where he is now or if he is still alive.
Old friends were hard to find, so Lang Chenyan felt bored, licked his slightly dry lower lip, and turned around to leave.
However, just at this moment, Lang Chenyan turned around and saw more than ten people with serious faces walking outside the temple gate.
On the other side, Fu Yunge was walking through the streets, looking for Lang Chenyan's whereabouts.
There were very few people walking on the street, so it was not difficult to see everything. But Fu Yunge searched for a long time and still found nothing, and he gradually became uneasy.
It can be seen that the current Yuannan Shuiguo is not safe, and no one knows whether there are spies lurking. If senior Lang Chenyan encounters misfortune, he must take action as soon as possible before it is too late.
Thinking like this, Fu Yunge felt the soles of his feet getting heavier and heavier.
Suddenly, there seemed to be a noise not far away. It is particularly eye-catching in the quiet streets of Shuiguo.
Regardless of what he thought, Fu Yunge was so anxious that he immediately ran over there quickly.
After passing through several streets and alleys, he gained a little energy and ran like a flying swallow, arriving at the noisy spot in an instant.
In front of the field of vision, I saw a dilapidated old temple. At this moment, more than a dozen people were crowding around the door, seemingly arguing loudly with someone standing inside the temple.
They all looked a little excited. The black-faced man in front kept waving his arms, but did not take action.
Fu Yunge was curious and walked closer, finally seeing clearly who was arguing with the group of people.
"The layout that has been in place for so long must not be changed!" the black-faced leader said angrily.
Lang Chenyan's face was still as cold as a pimple, but his persistence could be seen as he did not want to give in.
"If that doesn't work...I'll kill them all for you."
His words sounded extremely arrogant, especially when he was dressed so shamelessly. A person standing behind screamed: "What the hell do you have to say such big words!"
Lang Chenyan did not hesitate and prepared to reveal his identity: "I am a wolf..."
At the critical moment, Fu Yunge rushed forward in time and stopped him from speaking: "Sir, why are you here?"
Hearing that Fu Yunge came to stop him in time, Lang Chenyan's mind froze, and then he realized and stopped talking.
Suddenly a man who knew the guy in front of him came out, and everyone turned their heads to look. When he saw the young man in front of him, the black-faced man led by him shouted in surprise: "Yes, it's you!"
Fu Yunge had just squeezed through the crowd and walked to Lang Chenyan, but he still didn't know what was happening in front of him. Hearing that someone behind him actually knew him, Fu Yunge looked back in surprise.
When he saw the face of the man behind him, Fu Yunge suddenly recalled it in his mind.
"It's...from Chateau Gu's..." He widened his eyes unimaginably, looking at this acquaintance with excitement.
The man in front of me was the man I had met several times at Ju's Winery.
The black face laughed, and his still round arms came forward like a small pile of meat mountains, looking majestic.
"It's me, and it's fate that I can meet you here." He looked down at Fu Yunge and introduced him: "I didn't even get to know you well before. My name is Ju Buzheng, and I'm now in Weishan Yang Lan's captain."
"My name is Fu Yunge. I'm glad to meet Uncle Ju." Fu Yunge leaned forward slightly, then raised his head and asked, "I wonder what kind of organization Uncle Ju said... Weishan Yanglan, is it?"
Ju Buzheng nodded and said bluntly: "This is a force formed by my sister-in-law who has been spreading money in the rivers and lakes recently and gathering people with lofty ideals. Because those thieves are so rampant, everyone in the world is willing to kill them, so now they have Many hands were raised.”
This is indeed the first time I have heard of Fu Yunge. Unexpectedly, after experiencing such a tragic disaster, Chateau Ju's Winery and Mrs. Ju's still have such will and determination, which is indeed admirable.
Suddenly, he thought of the dispute in front of him again, and wondered how Lang Chenyan and them got into a fight.
When Lang Chenyan saw that Fu Yunge knew them, he didn't want to say anything. But his bottom line is very clear. He will never allow the group of people in front of him to damage the old temple.
