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The bartender seemed to know that Su Yi and the two were talking about him. Although the movements of his hands did not stop at all, he raised his head and smiled slightly at Su Yi.

Su Yi smiled back at the other party with a little embarrassment. For an elderly person to call a man who can be her son "brother", it always feels awkward.

Su Yi didn't want to try the wine or food recommended by the old woman because of what the old woman said. He wanted to have a few more words with the old woman, but when he turned around, he found that the old woman was already at the same table as the girl After joking, Su Yi waited for a long time without waiting for a chance to speak again.

When he was thinking about whether to talk to another person, the bartender behind the bar bowed to the customers in the store, "Okay, everyone, the time is up, and the store is about to close. I wish you all a wonderful Tomorrow, welcome to come again next time."

After the bartender finished speaking, the other customers didn't stay any longer. They stood up one after another. The middle-aged man closest to the door opened the door first. Su Yi watched the people in the store leave in an orderly manner until the bartender asked suspiciously. When looking at him, Su Yi rubbed his nose, and said a little embarrassingly: "Sorry, I went out in a hurry today, and I didn't bring my wallet. I wonder if I can use jade to pay the bill?"

Although he only drank two glasses of boiled water, Su Yi didn't want to owe the debt, so he took out a spirit stone and put it on the table. The material of the spirit stone is a bit like jade. Even if it can't be exchanged for the coins of this world, it can be exchanged for two glasses of boiled water Should be enough, right?The storage bag couldn't be opened, and he only had a few fragments of spirit stones in his sleeve pockets, which were originally just in case, but he didn't expect to use them now.

The bartender's eyes lingered on Su Yi's face for a while, then fell on the spirit stone on the table, and did not speak for a long time.Just when Su Yi thought the other party would not accept it, the bartender smiled, "Yes."

After paying the bill, Su Yi took the big yellow dog and pushed the door out.

The crisp wind chimes sounded, and the night had already dissipated at some point. The dazzling sunlight made Su Yi cover his eyes with his hands. After he got used to it for a while and put his hands down, the wilderness was still the wilderness yesterday, and the asphalt road was still visible. Before the end, those guests who came out one step earlier than them had long since disappeared.

"Wang." The big yellow dog pulled Su Yi's trousers with its front paws. Su Yi lowered his head, and saw the big yellow dog was turning his head to look behind him, with a few doubtful voices in his throat. There is also the slightest shadow of the wooden house.

There were a few red petals that didn't have time to dissipate, but when Su Yi looked over, they quickly turned into wisps of green smoke and melted into the surrounding air, colorless and odorless, as if they had never existed.

The boundless and endless blood seemed to dye the sky red, and the Jiuming cat poked its head out anxiously to look outside, holding Yan Changling in its tender little hands and babbling worriedly as it hugged its own fingers.

"I'm fine." Yan Changling gently patted the Nine Lives Cat in his arms, and comforted him.

This sea of ​​blood seems to have no end. When he came here yesterday, he was startled by the scene in front of him, thinking that he had returned to the succubus back then, his brother, his comrade-in-arms, his relatives, a One fell in front of him, lost his breath, and could no longer open his eyes.

Although he guessed that this might be just an illusion, Yan Changling couldn't help but immerse himself in this illusion, and even wanted to stop the massacre. He ran all the way, from daytime to sunset, trying to find the person who caused this The culprit of the tragedy, find him, stop him, kill him, who knows that when he opened his eyes again, he found that he was back to the starting point.

Broken towers, broken flags, the water in the moat is redder than blood, there are stumps and broken arms everywhere, even the sky is a gloomy blood red, as if the world is apart from himself and the nine-life cat in his arms. No more anger.

Although the body of Jiuming Cat is still in the baby state, it has already grown several small teeth. He picked up Su Yi's finger and bit down hard. His bite force is not strong. For Yan Changling, who has thick skin and thick flesh There was no way to leave even a tooth mark, but the itchy feeling still attracted Yan Changling's attention. Looking at the little dumpling in his arms, the confusion in Yan Changling's eyes gradually receded.

This is not one's own battlefield. There are no relatives, brothers, or comrades-in-arms here.

He had already lost them in his own battlefield. Even if he cultivated to become an immortal in the future, only life was beyond his control. The only thing he could do was to send them into reincarnation so that they could be reborn.

Yes, he still shoulders the mission of sending his relatives, brothers, and comrades-in-arms into reincarnation, so how can he indulge in false illusions?

There is no spiritual energy in his body, but before he came to the world of comprehension, Yan Changling never relied on spiritual energy in every battle. He is the youngest general in the Daqi Kingdom. Even though he is young, the enemy country does not dare to underestimate him he.

"Don't worry, I'll take you to find Su Yi." Yan Changling rubbed Jiumingmao's little head, and stuffed him back into his arms. His robe had already been taken off, and he was worried about his movements. If it was too wide, it would hurt Jiuming Mao, so he used the robe as a strap, and tied Jiuming Mao firmly in front of him.

Although the Luoxiong Sword Art is limited by his own cultivation, Yan Changling has only practiced the first four levels, but it does not mean that he is not proficient in the latter sword art. After breaking through to the Golden Core Stage, the expanded meridians allow him to accumulate More spiritual energy, although the spiritual energy is not running smoothly, as long as the spiritual energy is not used, the whole set of Luoxiong Sword Art can be used.

The black epee was carried on his back all the time, Yan Changling slowly untied the epee, and while walking outside, he recalled every sword move of Luoxiong Sword Art in his mind.

Even though there was no aura, the Nine Lives Cat still felt the aura emanating from the other party, like a piercing sword intent, with the frost of winter, as if it wanted to freeze everything it touched.Jiuming Cat blinked its big black eyes and nestled obediently in Yan Changling's arms. Even though the surrounding environment made him dislike it, the familiar smell in Yan Changling's arms still made him feel at ease. He knew that this man would protect him. my own.

The sword move without any aura is like a soft wind blowing. Although the destructive power is not great, there are still spots of blood on the surrounding broken arms and limbs. The bright red blood is like hot magma. , the moment it splashed, it brought a rush of high temperature, which made the surrounding air several degrees higher, and when it landed on the skin, it was even more painful.

Yan Changling only glanced at the red dot on the back of his hand. His hands kept moving, and the sword moves were made one after another. At first, the effect was not great, but soon, there was a wind of swords around him, blood dripping, shattering The stone and even the corpse were all shrouded in this sword wind. The sword wind became stronger and stronger, and began to rotate and tear.

Yan Changling didn't stop, just like practicing sword day after day, he only used the sword moves he knew one by one, one after another, tirelessly, he seemed to forget where he was, There is only the sword in his hand in the center of his eyes.

It's not enough, what's missing, to be able to break through this space and let him return to that person's side.

When the street lights were turned on again, the wooden house that Su Yi had seen once again appeared in front of Su Yi. The neon lights on the roof were flashing in colorful colors, and there were only peeling and illegible writing on the signboard in front of the door.If it wasn't for the exhaustion in his body and the hunger in his belly reminding him, Su Yi would even wonder if time had stood still, or if he hadn't left at all.

This time Su Yi didn't hesitate for a long time before pushing the door in. The familiar sound of wind chimes and the familiar bartender came to greet them with a polite smile, but the only difference is that the guests tonight seem to be out of time and space , wearing ancient costumes, with long hair, is so out of place with this modernly decorated bar.

After walking under the scorching sun for a day, Su Yi was already hungry and thirsty. He and the big yellow dog were still sitting in the seats they sat in last night. The seat next to them turned into a young woman and a little girl. The woman had the same drink and food, Su Yi observed calmly, no matter how hungry she was, she still only ordered a glass of plain water for herself and the big yellow dog.

"Brother Meng, this child has been reluctant to drink, how can this be good." The only person in the shop who was still dressed in modern clothes was a young mother Su Yi met yesterday. She was stuffing the straw in the wine glass into a bijiu In the mouth of a baby who was not much bigger than a cat, the child didn't know if it was hot from the wine, and kept twisting his little head, refusing to bite the straw, and kept waving his fleshy hands indiscriminately, trying to swallow the straw. I got rid of the nasty habit, and seeing my mother insisted on stuffing the straw, I finally couldn't stand it anymore, I just pursed my lips and burst into tears.

The conversations around were not low, suppressing most of the crying of the baby. Last night Su Yi felt a bit of doubt. Apart from the question he asked the old woman, even if he listened carefully, he found that there was no way to listen. Knowing what others are saying, it seems that there is always a cloud of confusion stuck in your ears, and you need to dispel it before you can hear what others are saying clearly.

The bartender was bending over to deliver water to Su Yi. Hearing this, he smiled apologetically at Su Yi, straightened up and walked towards the young mother. Su Yi noticed that the young mother's volume hadn't dropped much, but the tone After the bartender walked over, Su Yi could no longer understand what the young mother was saying.

He drank a few sips of water to moisten his hot throat. The closest to Su Yi was the little girl sitting at the next table. The little girl was happily drinking a glass of pink wine. The little girl looked less than ten years old. At the young age, she looks pink and jade-carved, very cute.

"It's not good to drink at a young age." Su Yi's voice was a little hoarse due to lack of water for a long time, as if he was kindly reminding him, he quietly approached the little girl and said with a smile.

The tip of the little girl's ears moved, she turned her head to look at Su Yi, and blinked her big eyes twice, "I'm not young, I've come here for the second time, brother Meng said that I can have two drinks tonight, that's it." It's cherry wine, I liked it the first time, but I didn't like the second one, Brother Meng said he could replace it with something I liked the second time."