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The second world 7
"Who are you?"
Zhou Bai leaned against the tree relaxedly and smiled lightly.
A delicate white hand gently touched the dagger, and a spider web-like crack immediately appeared on the dagger, and then it shattered to pieces.
The person behind him was injured by the dark energy coming from the dagger, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, which was actually an added injury. "How is that possible?" The voice was surprised.
After a few seconds of silence, the man suddenly laughed loudly. The laughter was as free and uninhibited as the wind, like the sound of waves blown by the breeze, like the rushing river in the distance, free and unrestrained.
He smiled and said:
"In that case, I don't have to worry."
"Fate is intangible, and the dead are from their own roots. Why worry?"
"There is no joy in life, no fear in death."
Zhou Bai had a hint of appreciation in his eyes and turned around to catch the man who fell to the ground due to exhaustion.
This is an extremely embarrassed man. He is covered in mud and blood, his clothes are ragged, and his body is covered with injuries. He seems to have been chased and killed for thousands of miles, and he looks extremely embarrassed.
????????????????????????????? But he has a sparse face and handsome features. The whole person is gentle and free, elegant and uninhibited, like the colorful and transparent blue lake water under the sun, soft and clear, like the snow-white waves rising on the sea under the moonlight, free and broad. It's like the willow branches blowing across the lake, like the wind blowing over the sea. It is full of freedom like the whisper of the breeze and vitality like the growth of all things.
Once people see him, they will forget that he is covered in mud and blood, forget his ragged clothes, and forget his embarrassed posture.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: The bright moon and clear wind all over his body, he is happy and independent.
This is a man who is irresistible. He has the smell of freedom, the color of the breeze, and the touch of the sky.
The man smiled hard at Zhou Bai, then passed out due to fatigue and pain.
Zhou Bai caught the man, suddenly tilted his ears slightly, listening attentively to the rustling of grass blades coming from the woods next to him, and then smiled softly.
"It seems he is still a big trouble."
With that said, he used his Qinggong skills and ran towards the woods. His figure was almost an afterimage, and he was a few meters away in an instant. His slender palm suddenly penetrated the chest of a man in black.
"However, since we have saved him, we will save him until the end." Zhou Bai looked gentle and smiled.
A dozen men in black suddenly appeared from the woods and attacked. Zhou Bai smiled almost indifferently, and within a few seconds, only bodies were left on the ground.
Soaked in blood, the setting sun shines brightly.
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The bonfire burned blazingly, making crackling sounds, exuding warmth and light in the boundless night. The warm yellow light illuminated a comatose man beside the bonfire, coating his profile with a layer of gold.
The man¡¯s upper body was naked, and his wheat-colored chest with distinct texture was carefully wrapped with white gauze, and a little bit of blood showed on the gauze.
The man suddenly groaned and woke up. He looked down at his bare upper body and the bandaged wounds. When he turned his head, he saw a green shirt neatly folded next to him.
"Are you awake?" A voice sounded, like the jade stones striking each other, the ice spring was cold, as clear as the spring water, and as soft as the whisper of a swallow.
The man turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw a picturesque young man sitting next to the campfire, flicking the flames with a long branch. The young man turned his head and smiled at him, with a gentle expression, and long and curled eyelashes on his white porcelain eyes. A shadow was cast on her face, and her already stunning profile became softer in the golden-red firelight.
Even though he is as strong-willed as he is, his expression can't help but flicker when faced with such a beautiful woman.
Zhou Bai raised his eyes, and his deep eyes swept over him lightly, with a slight but unignorable sense of oppression.
The man couldn¡¯t help but touch the straight bridge of his nose in embarrassment. Then he cupped his fists and smiled softly at Zhou Bai: "Thank you for the rescue, I'm Chu Yang." Although his lips were pale, it still couldn't hide his free and easy appearance.
This man is as tall as a mountain, as broad as the sea, and as free as the wind.
"Why do you believe that I will save you so much but don't think that I will hand you over?" Zhou Bai asked with a chuckle.
"No, I don't know." Chu Yang smiled freely.
"My dagger is made of fine steel and cold iron. It is burned in the blue flames and soaked in the extremely cold ice and snow. It was trained by a top swordsmith for hundreds of days. It can be said that it is almost indestructible. But it is?But my subordinates couldn't withstand a single blow. It shows that with your skill, even I have no chance of escaping unscathed. "
"But," Chu Yang's smile seemed to hide the blue lake water and the blue sky, "Isn't life just like a chess game, why should we take winning or losing too seriously? Life is inherently helpless. You can't control your life, and you can't control your death. Especially People in the rivers and lakes are like flowers blooming on the branches. They bloom and fall, gather and disperse, live and die, and they often have no control over it. I am a prodigal, and every day of my life is enjoyment, so I want to Try to survive, and when I can't escape death, why not enjoy death?" After saying this, Zhou Bai's eyes flashed, and he showed a smile that truly belonged to him in this world.
"You are my friend now."
Chu Yang laughed: "This is your honor. Haven't you asked me your surname?"
"Hua Yu Tang."
Chu Yang¡¯s face remained as usual, his dark pupils were as deep as the sea, and his face was as gentle as the breeze. He makes friends just as he sees the person, not as others see him.
¡°I¡¯ll treat you to a nice drink another day!¡±
Zhou Bai¡¯s eyes were filled with little smiles.
"good."
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Zhou Bai and Chu Yang lowered their heads and dug through the bodies of the dead men in black underground.
Suddenly, Chu Yang sharply saw a red flame-shaped symbol tattooed behind the ear of the man in black. He hurriedly called Zhou Bai: "Look, what is this?"
Zhou Bai came over after hearing the sound, carefully inspected the mark, and said, "It's the Anbu of the Demon Cult. The Anbu is mainly responsible for the dirtier and more secretive matters in the Demon Cult. It usually involves the secrets of the whole sect, so their members have higher martial arts skills and are also They are more vicious and loyal, and in order to keep it secret, their marks are different from those of the Demon Cult."
In the original plot, after Hua Yutang was kidnapped by the leader of the Demon Cult and taken away from the Demon Cult, he had a fight with the leader of the ANBU. There, the ANBU was introduced in detail. It was precisely because of this that Zhou Bai knew this so clearly.
However, there was no Chu Yang in the original plot, and there was no plot in which he was hunted down by the demon sect¡¯s dark divisions.
Zhou Bai¡¯s eyes flashed with strange color: ¡°How did you get into trouble with the Demon Cult?¡±
Chu Yang touched the bridge of his nose in embarrassment: "I bet with my friends on whether I could find the location of the Demonic Relics. I won, so"
Zhou Bai tilted his head, holding his temples with his delicate white hands, looking thoughtful. There are dark clouds between the eyebrows.
If we follow the original plot, Hua Yutang should have been taken to the Demon Cult by now. In this way, according to the original plot, Chu Yang should actually be dead by now, so he was excluded from the plot after Hua Yutang escaped from the Demon Lord.
Suddenly, a familiar metallic sound sounded in Zhou Bai's ears. "Ding! Trigger the side mission¡ªobtain the Demonic Relic. The side mission rewards 5,000 points."
Zhou Bai smiled brightly, with a dark and bloodthirsty look in his eyes.
Is this the reason why you have been urging me to follow the leader of the Demon Cult back to the Demon Cult? system?
So, why do you need a holy object to punish the Plane Demon Cult? Zhou Bai intuitively felt that he was about to come into contact with the truth.
In this case, let¡¯s have some fun. The corners of Zhou Bai's mouth curved into a warm and welcoming arc.
He turned to Chu Yang, smiled softly, and said, "In this case, you must know where the sacred objects of the Demon Sect are, right?"
"Then, let's go and snatch it away~" Zhou Bai smiled harmlessly and brightly, his white porcelain skin shining dazzlingly in the firelight.
Chu Yang was stunned for a moment, then laughed. "For such an interesting thing, I will definitely stick with you until the end!"
The bonfire was still burning brightly, the flames were gushing out, the fire was bright red, and a few misty cries of ravens came from the dark and vast woods in the distance. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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