The silver that Yan San threw out with all his strength could smash a person's head.
The gravel thrown out by hammering the white marble slab can easily cut people's skin.
The punch that Zi Tianren punched was so powerful that it was far more shocking than Yan San's hammer against the stone wall.
He Wen, who was standing behind the stone wall of the Drum Tower, could imagine the result.
Ye Qing, who had almost lost his sister several times, had truly lost a friend for the first time.
He was not someone like Jiang Nan who met by chance and only came into contact for profit.
Rather, he is a close friend who, even though they have been together for a few days, truly treats him as a friend and considers his safety.
Thinking that this person who was also an orphan like him died like this before his eyes.
Ye Qing felt hot blood rushing through his body, and he wanted to rush out immediately and snatch He Wen's body back.
But his reason told him not to do this.
In the tightly clenched fists, the nails pierced the skin, and blood flowed from the cracks in the fists.
The pain suppressed Ye Qing's inner impulse.
After more than ten breaths.
Ye Qing's eyes were firm and cold as he said: "Brother He, I will take your body back."
"I will take care of your family, and I will definitely find an opportunity to avenge you."
After saying that, he looked around and saw no one around, so he rushed to the Drum Tower and picked up a peach wood sword that looked like gold but not iron from a corpse.
He glanced at the collapsed wall of the bell tower, heard faint footsteps coming from inside, and rushed toward the mountain gate with rapid strides.
After taking a few steps, he looked at the stone slab in front of the Spiritual Palace, his eyes hesitated, and his steps slowed down.
He looked around again, and his frosty face suddenly turned into a bright smile.
Then, he quickly ran towards a deserted place, hiding his figure.
While running, Ye Qing recalled the scenes involving Zi Tianren after entering Chaotian Palace.
In the end, the picture in his mind was fixed on the scene of killing ten people with a copper coin sword in the hands of Zitian.
His heart moved, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
….
He Wen returned to consciousness and slowly opened his eyes. The sharp pain all over his body made him groan, and he felt himself shaking at the same time.
Under the starry night, his bright eyes saw the stone steps not far from him, as well as the familiar hem of the robe.
"Wake up."
The cold voice added a touch of bitterness to He Wen's painful expression, and he said weakly:
"This is the way down the mountain. I think my companion has already left with the Zijin Cauldron."
"You have been exposed. Killing me will not help. It is better to let me go, so as not to make the matter worse."
"Leave me alive, I'm a hostage, and there's still a chance for you to leave safely."
Haha~
Sarcastic laughter came from above the head.
He Wen continued: "If you want to kill me, it's easy and you want to spare my life. Isn't this your plan?"
"I've woken up. If you put me down, I won't run away, and I will cooperate with you. It will be easier for you to escape, right?"
The cold voice sounded again.
"He Wen, you are indeed quite smart. You know how to assess the situation better than that little guy."
"However, you are wrong. Be honest and don't think about regaining your strength to resist."
"Your three-legged cat skills are not enough. If I want to kill you, it will be easy."
He Wen, whose thoughts were revealed, immediately shut up and let him carry him like cargo.
At the same time, I thought in my mind: "Who is the little guy?"
Half a moment later.
"Chief, we haven't caught up."
Footsteps and reports sounded at the same time.
He Wen lowered his head honestly, not looking at the person coming.
Master Zitian kept walking and said: "The treasure room has been opened. Take the treasure and evacuate here. Don't stop."
"Leave marks along the way to point me in the direction. I'll take care of some things and go find you."
The man looked at the congratulatory message held by Master Zi Tian, and there was a hint of hesitation on his face. However, his trust and obedience to Master Zi Tian made him immediately respond:
"yes!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he took out the loud arrow from his arms and fired it into the sky.
crackle~
Brilliant blue fireworks bloom in the night sky.
Not long after, He Wen noticed footsteps coming from far to near, and then from near to far.
Dozens of people ran past.
After he was carried to the foot of the mountain.
No other footsteps were heard again.
Phew~
With broken ribs and pain all over his body, he was thrown to the ground.
The broken bone was touched again, and the pain made his face look painful and ferocious, and he huddled together on the ground.
Huchi~
He Wen, whose face turned red from the pain, slowly turned over, lay on the ground and looked at Zi Tian, and asked from his soul:
"who are you?"
Purple Heaven grinned, the smile was terrifying.
"I just said you were smart."
"You are safe now, tell your adults."
"Don't take this case seriously, just show it off."
After saying that, Master Zitian put her hands behind her back and turned around to go up the mountain.
He Wen was left looking confused.
After calming down for a while, he regained his strength, endured the discomfort, stood up cautiously, and headed towards Huaiyang City.
Just walked a mile.
There were footsteps behind him, and a foot-long stylus instantly appeared in his right hand, looking behind him warily.
When he saw Ye Qing's gray and black clothes, his handsome face was also dirty.
He grinned and said:
"Good guy, why are you in such a mess?"
Ye Qing rolled his eyes and said angrily:
"You are much more embarrassed than me!"
"The eldest brother does not laugh at the second brother, and the snail does not laugh at the clam shell."
These words made He Wen smile even brighter, and then the wound was involved. He bared his teeth and sucked in air, frowning.
Ye Qing, who ran to He Wen's side, asked with concern:
"Where are you injured? Can I carry you?"
"If you hurt your right rib, just walk slowly." He Wen waved his left hand, blocking Ye Qing's neck, and said with a smile: "But you can carry me and walk."
Two young men who have experienced life and death.
They looked at each other and smiled, then quickly headed towards Huaiyang City.
On the way.
He Wen told what was wrong with Zi Tian, and he said doubtfully:
"Isn't this person Zi Tian the person who was placed by the imperial court in Chaotian Palace?"
"But he was too cruel. If it hadn't been for that punch, I wouldn't have been hurt."
After a pause, He Wen was horrified and said:
"This is the first time I've met someone stronger than Yan San."
Ye Qing, who had some guesses about Zi Tian's identity, said:
"Whether he is from the imperial court or not, he should be a good person."
"I just went to the Drum Tower and heard footsteps."
"He probably knew this, so he violently broke through the wall to prevent you from falling into the hands of thieves."
Ming Ming's congratulations, although there was gratitude on his face, he still said speechlessly:
"Then he reminded me to take a few steps back to avoid..."
Before he finished speaking, He Wen thought of the Taoist priests from Chaotian Palace he met along the way when he was being carried down the mountain.
Thinking about it, he, who looked no different from dead, was able to avoid the help of other Taoist priests and was carried by Zitian people to the bottom of the mountain safely.
Under the starry night.
A huge city stands not far away.
On the six-foot-high city wall, scattered bonfires were arranged neatly.
On the several hundred feet of city wall, behind a section of the wall, there was a patch of orange and red, dispelling the darkness above it.
That is the brightly lit Pinglefang, like a torch in the night, pointing the way to the night passersby heading to Huaiyang City.
Squeak~
The heavy city gate opened.
The sound of galloping horses dispersed the silence of the night.
