The young warrior slowly opened his eyes, and the moment he saw Qingyan, his slightly muddy eyes flashed with astonishment.
Then he was stunned, and immediately stretched out his hand to the long sword at his feet.
But as soon as he stretched his hand there, he stopped all movements.
Qingyan just looked at him like that, even with a somewhat lackluster expression.
Just an innate realm warrior!
The man slumped against the rock wall with a forced smile on his face, and did not make any other unnecessary movements.
Chen Hao felt that this person was quite wise.
Qingyan didn't do anything to hide this time, the young warrior clearly recognized her.
It is wisest not to draw the sword, not to resist.
"Are you that Chen Ruoyan? Senior Chen?"
The young warrior raised his head and looked at Qingyan boldly, as if admiring a beautiful work of art.
Seeing this situation, Chen Hao felt that he should take back his "wise" evaluation of this young man. Looking at his face so unscrupulously, his kid's IQ is definitely negative!
"What?" Qingyan frowned.
"Nothing? I'm just curious! I've heard a lot about you, and I've seen your portrait, but I didn't expect to see a real person today!" The young warrior waved his hand and said angrily, "I must say something fair, Nan The painters in the domain are all rubbish, really rubbish!"
"I don't like the look in your eyes!"
With a wave of Qingyan's hand, the Scarlet Blood Soft Sword groaned in the air.
"Sure enough, it is rumored that you have a bad temper. It is true, but most of the beautiful women have bad tempers!"
The young warrior stretched out his hand again, barely sat up, his hand groped, let go of the long sword, and touched a jar that was half down on the ground...
He hugged the wine jar and drank it with a gurgle. Chen Hao looked at his Adam's apple, which moved up and down his throat.
The spilled wine flowed into streams, along the corner of his mouth, to his darkened neck, and finally into his collar...
Qingyan held the sword and stood quietly without making a move.
"Ah!" The young warrior groaned in satisfaction, put the wine jar aside, looked at Qingyan and said, "Thank you."
"Ok?"
"Okay!" The young warrior nodded. In his eyes, there was hatred, pain, and all kinds of emotions that even Chen Hao couldn't see through. He stared at Qingyan and said sincerely, "I heard that only the opponent's sword is fast enough. Sure, you won't feel any pain, and it's my honor to die under Senior Chen's sword!"
As he spoke, he slowly closed his eyes.
Qingyan glanced at him silently, put away the red blood sword, and walked out of the cave.
She could see it, and Chen Hao could also see it.
The other party really wants to die!
If Qingyan is in a good mood, she may also fulfill the other party's wish.
It's a pity that Qingyan's mood is not as sunny as it is now... Bright!
After killing him, Qingyan always felt that she was helping the other party.
Help each other die
hehe
Qingyan has no interest in this kind of thing.
Keep suffering like this, okay
She walked out of the cave, the sun's rays were very dazzling, she stretched out her hand to block the strong light.
Behind her, came the footsteps of the man just now.
"Wait, Chen Ruoyan, why didn't you kill me?"
Qingyan pretended she didn't hear it, jumped up and rushed into the sky.
"Are you going to the Infernal Corpse? Are you stupid? If you go, you will die!"
Qingyan said without looking back: "If you really want to die, you can finish it yourself!"
"Can I say, I can't make up my mind? Today, I also saw you, so I finally mustered up the courage!"
"waste!"
After being scolded by Qingyan, the young warrior wanted to say something, but found that "Chen Ruoyan" had completely disappeared!
He closed his mouth, feeling his mouth full of bitterness.
He returned to the cave and sat in the original position. After half a day, he slowly started to do good things.
Looking at the long sword with a rusty hilt, he hesitated for a while, and finally took it in his hand.
As a martial artist, I don't feel quite used to not using my own weapon.
He looked at the direction where the other party disappeared, hesitated for a while, and finally mustered up the courage to chase after him.
He also wanted to visit the Infernal Pie.
On October 29th, the weather was a little cooler.
In Yinshan City under the Yin Corpse Sect, many warriors from Liang Ping Kingdom, West Qin Kingdom, and East Qin Kingdom gathered.
Most of these fighters are representatives of the Liang Pingguo family and sect invited by the Yin Corpse Sect, and half of these people are from the Yin Corpse Sect in Liang Ping.
Among the remaining half of the aristocratic families and sect representatives, some were originally neutral forces, and some were originally pro-Liang Pingguo royal family, but they were not so conspicuous.
When Liang Pingguo's royal family was wiped out, and there was no national power to enter for the time being, they had to think carefully about whether they should give face to the Infernal Corpse faction when they faced the invitation of the Infernal Corpse Sect.
After receiving the invitation letter, you may come back if you go, and even go further with the Infernal Corpse to reach a certain reconciliation, but if you don't go, you will definitely be missed by the Infernal Corpse!
Simply, although they joined the alliance against the Infernal Corpse faction led by Liang Pingguo, this alliance has never been made public, and they have not really fought head-on with the Infernal Corpse faction.
Therefore, those forces that were originally neutral or pro-Liang Pingguo royal family were not very firm, but after careful consideration, they sent representatives to visit.
Of course, these so-called representatives of power are often the kind that are not very popular among the power.
It belongs to the kind that even if you go to the Infernal Corpse and can't come back, you don't think it's a pity.
There are also some warriors who just come to join in the fun, but this kind of warriors are not too many, after all, the reputation of the Yin Corpse Sect in the vicinity is not very good.
Ever since Qingyan came to Yinshan City, she temporarily changed her appearance and dressed in men's clothes.
She didn't want to cause trouble, and she didn't want the Inferi to make an early move.
Sitting on the second floor of the restaurant, she found a seat by the window and silently watched the bustling scene on the street.
She carefully observed those street vendors, those people with children, and those ordinary people shopping, feeling a little fascinated.
But soon, she was noticed by a young warrior on the street, who was the one who wanted to die under her sword ten days ago.
He was as decadent as ever.
In fact, he is not bad looking, quite handsome, and looks quite young, but his face is haggard, his hair is messy, and the warrior uniform on his body is also a bit dirty.
Qingyan even noticed that the oil stain on the right hem of his clothes seemed to have been there ten days ago...
With the long sword on his waist and a small wine jar in his hand, he was wandering aimlessly in the street, as if he was looking for something.
When Qingyan stared at him, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Qingyan.
Qingyan turned her head indifferently and looked elsewhere.
After a while, Qingyan heard some flimsy footsteps, the young warrior went up to the restaurant, and then set his eyes on Qingyan, and then he went straight to Qingyan.
This made Qingyan frowned, she regretted a little, why didn't she just kill him last time!
(end of this chapter)