"Rumble…"
Lightning split the sky, and a series of muffled roars roared in the sky. Occasionally, there would be a huge explosion that scared mortals.
When the heavy rain fell, the fragile leaves were smashed into the mud. Countless black ants and crawlers were swept into the lower reaches of the flood, and the ground was torn into gullies by the water.
There was such a huge commotion outside the temple, but it was silent inside.
At this moment, Chu He looked at this mysterious person who was about the same age as him.
Beside the white-haired youth, there was a bloody man's head. His face still had the look of fear before he died.
Chu He suddenly recalled that sentence.
The weak had no right to demand justice. The old era had ended, and a new era was beginning. Everyone must learn to survive in this new era
This was the feeling Chu He instantly felt from the other party.
Han Country, Heavy Rain, Broken Temple, Heads
After thinking for a moment, Chu He guessed why this white-haired youth would appear here.
"Leave before I kill you.”The white-haired youth said calmly.
Obviously, this young master who had moved in first did not like others to disturb him.
"Master, do you need me to chase him away?”Ximen Chuixue asked.
The two auras clashed head-on, and their powerful auras collided soundlessly in the air. It was exceptionally oppressive.
Chu He calmly jumped down from Ximen Chuixue's back. He looked at the fragrant roast chicken in front of the bonfire with a greedy expression. He swallowed his saliva and said," I know who you are.”
The white-haired youth's gaze shifted slightly when he heard this, and there seemed to be a change in his eyes.
Chu He slowly raised his head and met his gaze.
"You are Wei Zhuang."
A bolt of lightning descended from the sky.!”
A large amount of dazzling blue light instantly lit up the earth and also lit up the faces of the two. On the other side, the gloomy face seemed to have changed.
The white-haired youth's gaze moved slightly when he heard this.
His eyes were like a deep pool, making it impossible for one to see through his emotions.
His thin face revealed a fierce look. His snow-white long hair fluttered in the wind, as cold and heartless as his sword.
His domineering, fierce, and free-willed temperament attracted people deeply.
This was Wei Manor, the Wei Manor of the Qin Dynasty.
Chu He sighed silently. He didn't expect to meet the two successors of the current Phantom Valley Sect in such a short period of time.
Wei Zhuang, a Han citizen, had been living in the Han King's palace since he was young for unknown reasons. He was a member of the School of Political Traversers, the successor of the Phantom Valley's Horizontal Sword Technique. His entire body was filled with evil and domineering aura, and his martial arts were unfathomable. He was a domineering and power-based swordsman.
Initially, his goal was to defeat Ge Nia and prove his strength. Now, he had inherited the ultimate technique of Hauntless Valley.
It wouldn't be long before this person became the highest leader of Quicksand.
Under the dim light of the fire, Chu He and Wei Zhuang looked at each other calmly.
"Who are you?" Wei Zhuang glanced at Ximen Chuixue, who was waiting for him, and asked.
Although the youth in front of him seemed to have deep internal strength, it seemed that he could not see through him.
However, the long-haired middle-aged swordsman beside him exuded an extremely dangerous aura, making him have to be vigilant.
"It doesn't matter who I am ~" Chu He looked at him and suddenly teased,"As long as I know who you are!"”
Wei Zhuang looked at the innocent youth in front of him and immediately snorted." Boring."”
After saying that, Wei Zhuang wrapped the human brain with dry grass and immediately stood up with his sword, preparing to leave.
This sword came from the Xu family, an aristocratic family of swordsmiths. Its strength was on par with Yuan Hong, who was ranked second among the top ten swords in the Feng Huzi sword manual.
However, because it was too ferocious, it was regarded as a demon sword and could not be included in the sword manual of Feng Huzi. Its strange tooth structure made it the nemesis of famous swords, and it happened to be an enemy sword closely linked to Yuan Hong's fate.
As Chu He, who understood the development of the plot, he knew that this demon sword would break Ge Nia's Deep Rainbow.
Looking at the rain-covered scenery outside the temple, Wei Zhuang did not hesitate to leave.
He didn't want to cause any more trouble here.
However, at this moment, the young man's clear voice came from behind him,"
"The black clouds pressed down on the city for ten thousand miles, and the country fell.”
"The dust and quicksand have returned to the earth, and it is difficult to extinguish the fragrance of ambition.”
"The Han Valley is surrounded by mountains, and the Great Wall is surrounded by mountains.”
"The Great Emperor wields his whip to strike the world, and the fierce general wields his spear to guard the border.”
"A lone cliff with a sleeve is described as arrogant, and a raised eyebrow can move the four directions.”
"I haven't heard the rhythm of the sword being unsheathed, but I've seen the cold light of the nine provinces.”
"The Hundred Schools of Thought set up a unique formation for chess, and the mountains and rivers gamble on life and death.”
"I am determined to obtain the Book of Reincarnation.”
"Ignoring the Qin army of eight million, their broken bodies and broken backs are buried in the graves.”
"The resentful soul is desolate and does not face the yin, and the soul is miserable and difficult to face the yang.”
"I only wish to not leave behind any hatred, not to seek hegemony and the king.”
"Just look at the peaceful days of the four seas, why worry about the history of the world scolding you?"
For some reason, Wei Zhuang maintained his posture as he listened to this poem, as if he had been stimulated by something.
A strange look suddenly flashed in the depths of his originally cold eyes.
He didn't know if it was because of that poem or because of the magnetic field.
Wei Zhuang actually had no intention of leaving.
Chu He couldn't wait any longer. He quickly grabbed the golden roasted chicken and said with a smile,
"Since it's different, it's unique.”
"Unique!" Wei Zhuang turned around and looked at the young man again with great interest.
Finally, he took a deep breath and cupped his fists.
"May I know your name? Please enlighten me.”
"Brother Wei Zhuang is too polite. You can just call me Chu He.”The young man waved his hand and said while biting the fresh and tender chicken.
Wei Zhuang didn't say anything more when he heard that. He returned to his original seat and sat down, indicating for the former to sit down.
"Bring me some wine." Chu He laughed and immediately asked Ximen Chuixue to get the wine.
"Brother Chu He, I don't think you're from Han. Moreover, that follower just now seems extraordinary.”
Wei Zhuang looked at the burning bonfire and said, not caring about the young man's crazy eating.
"Where I come from and where I go is not important.”
Chu He raised the oily chicken wings in his hand and shook his head as he said," The most important thing is that we've met in this vast world.”
Wei Zhuang pondered for a moment. He felt that this youth was very mysterious, and from the way he dressed, he seemed to be the son of a wealthy family.
"Since you and I are fated today, why don't we make a small bet?”
Chu He looked at him and suddenly said,"If I lose, I can satisfy any of your conditions."”
"But if you lose, you have to fulfill one of my conditions.”
The sound of rain came from outside the temple. The warm fire shone on the side of Chu He's face, and his eyes seemed to be shining.
Looking at the mysterious look on the young man's face, Wei Zhuang's eyes moved slightly when he heard that. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly in an interesting arc." How do you want to bet?”
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The sword of power is unsheathed, leaving scars on the earth. The more ambition you conquer, the more enemies you gain. Was this the malice of fate, or was this the ladder to the top?
The fire of desire burned, rising and falling, all living beings. History was like a long song, and the lost souls formed notes.
Between heaven and earth, who is the invisible hand that plucked the bloodstained zither strings of time and space?
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