Chapter 4 Under the Fierce Battle

Listening to Zhuxuan, it has long been surrounded by a large number of people and demon guards on the inner and outer three layers. The dense torch has been spreading into the distance, illuminating the dark demons above.

The real person in Mingyang stood still, and Xi and Jianmin did not move. Hearing Zhuxuan's periphery, there were strangely a scene of water mist, as if it was shrouded by an invisible dome. As soon as the splash touched the spot, it vaporized the spot, and no drop of rain could flow out.

Jiang Chen moved back and forth in the pool of water along a winding route. The string line was faintly detected, and the whole seat heard that Zhuxuan had been wrapped in layers of invisible knife gas. The more outward the knife gas, the denser the knife gas became. At this time, if you run out, you will inevitably be present.

The most important thing is that it rains heavily outside the house, and the rain inside the house is getting rarer, as if it has been slowly emptied. Under the cover of the knife gas of the real person in Mingyang, even the dense rain in the sky could not leak in.

It can't be deadlocked any longer.

A splash suddenly bounced up, like an arrow from the string, shooting at the door of Zhuxuan. Then, hundreds of fluffy flowers danced like snakes and flew in different directions.

Xi and the sword suddenly waved out, giving birth to a deep whirlpool, and all the flying splashes flew backwards like puppets pulled by the line.

"How dare you!" Mingyang Zhenren shouted fiercely, suddenly turned around, and Xi and Jian talked back.

At the same time, Jiang Chen rushed out of the winding water under his feet, turned a blind eye to the knife, and hit his chest with his fists.

The blade flashes, the fists and feet are like rain, and blood blooms like fireworks. After hundreds of breaths, the two sides separated "banged", Jiang Chen was shocked and rolled out, and his back smashed Zhuxuan's wall.

"Mourning" turned into a gray fog to wrap Jiang Chen and flew out.

Mingyang's real body shook Danhuang and then turned into a blue light.

"Stop the little thief Jianglong and don't let him run away!" Remove the harm for the head of Mingyang and the hard-working public!"

Listening to Zhuxuan, the spear light, arrow shadow and strange light rolled towards Jiang Chen like stormy waves.

Jiang Chen had to work hard to prevent the flash and rush out desperately. On weekdays, these attacks were just broken tofu, but now they have become dry swamps, dragging Jiang Chen to death.

Jiang Chen's condition is even worse than yesterday. The abdomen was cut open, revealing a large section of intestines, the shoulder blade was torn, the left arm was soft and drooping, and only the remaining part of the meridians were connected to the body. The right ribs were cut off, and there were countless fragments of bones sandwiched in the flesh and blood.

For good, all this has also been successfully exchanged for aggravation of Mingyang's real injury, the knife spirit has obviously weakened, the body is stagnant, and it is no longer as untouched and flexible as in the past.

Shares fell in front of Jiang Chen and kept pouring in. Strive to smash several monsters in the way, Jiang Chen stepped on a monster's head with his right foot, turned out of the air, and landed on the Emei Bridge.

The bridge was blocked by people and demons, and a large number of guards followed the Mingyang real person and approached from the end of the bridge.

"Brother Jiang Long, your skills are exhausted." Mingyang Zhenren coughed gently and slowly raised Xihe Sword.

Jiang Chen stared at him indifferently, as if he was forced into a dead end by the slowly raised knife light. Even if the magic gun came out again, he was weak at this time.

"Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen has already let you turn them into good puppets." The devil roared, and the blood in his mouth sprayed wildly, and his pupils suddenly marked two strange fragrant blood lines.

The air seemed to suddenly condense, a strange atmosphere that could not be said, and the people around him were stunned.

"Mingyang Zhenren, Jiang Chen has been flattering you, but you actually stole Jiang Chen's wife!" A human dressed as a gentry's eyes were red, and he drew his sword and stabbed the real person in Mingyang.

"Mingyang Zhenren, the money I worked hard to hide under the toilet turned out to have been stolen by you!"

"Mingyang, you are a white-eyed wolf. Why didn't you vote for Jiang Chen in the last election? Ten thousand years of jade ginseng was given away in vain?"

In an instant, everyone turned their spearheads like evil, surrounded Mingyang real people and scolded and beat them furiously.

The people and demons in front of them rushed through both sides of Jiang Chen and roared to the real person of Mingyang.

"Jiang Chen, come on, Jiang Chen won't last long." The demon's voice was weak and weakly shrank into Jiang Chen's ear hole.

Jiang Chen turned down the Emei Bridge and turned into water to wrap Jiang Chen and followed the rapid river to the outside of the city.

The real person in Mingyang roared fiercely, and some people kept waking up and begging for mercy with a pale face. But people kept rushing over, pestering and shouting to kill. With the current injury of Mingyang Zhenren, it is also difficult to break out of the siege at once.

After a slight delay, Jiang Chen had escaped from his sight, hurried away, and rushed out of Jinyan City in the blink of an eye.

I still heard a heartbreaking howl from the towering city wall: "Mingyang leader, Jiang Chen is wrong. It's not you who stole Jiang Chen's wife, it's Jiang Chen who stole your wife!" Oh, no, Jiang Chen's damn mouth is Jiang Chen's to steal his wife! It's wrong again. It's Jiang Chen who stole you! Oh, my God, forgive me!"

It turns out that the brave opponent of the whole Jinyan City is neither Jiang Chen nor the fat man, but the real person of Mingyang.

The magic fainted in the ear, and the spiritual core shrank into the deepest part of the divine consciousness.

Jiang Chen jumped out of the river, turned into rain, and fled wildly to the wilderness outside the city.

The sound of chasing and killing was embroidered with a thick and dense rain curtain, which came faintly from the rear.

The dark wilderness seemed to roar with the wind and rain, and the ground seemed to be spinning. The gray-green wormwood grass was like a violently shaking wave. A wave surged over, making Jiang Chen dizzy and unable to tell the direction, and his eyelids drooped down more and more heavily, almost drowsy.

Jiang Chen closed his eyes vibly and opened them again. There were black in front of him, and the sun on his forehead suddenly jumped. Previously, the internal pain was like a knife, but now it has been numb and unconscious. The bones and muscles all over the body are almost broken, and it seems that they will fall piece by piece with the raindrops.

Jiang Chen took out a lot of elixir and swallowed it, knowing that he was about to run out of oil. At this time, he could only rely on his will to support it, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable. Jiang Chen gritted his teeth and circled in the wilderness full of rocks and weeds, and detoured to the north of Jinyan City.

The short journey of more than ten miles almost exhausted Jiang Chen's remaining mana. The cold rain flowed down the wet shoots and flowed to the corners of his mouth, bitter and astringent. Jiang Chen gasped and staggered out of the grass. The surging Huanhua River lies ahead and swims along the river, which is the direction of the Lancang River in the north.

"Fear" wrapped Jiang Chen and threw himself into the ups and downs of the river. Jiang Chen's tight heartstrings finally relaxed and couldn't help closing his eyes. The river was cold and soaked, and the pain and fatigue suddenly surged up.

If there is a dry wooden house, if there is a warm bonfire, if it has been a long time, a strong pain will wake Jiang Chen up in a coma. The roaring river is rushing through a narrow dangerous beach, and the rapids are surging, hitting the staggered reefs and roaring continuously.

Jiang Chen threw up with a wave and fell suddenly. His back hit the reef again, and his body couldn't help twitching in pain.

At this time, it was already dawn, but the heavy rain was still falling, and there was no weakening. The devil was still asleep in his ears and showed no sign of waking up. Jiang Chen struggled to withdraw from the wrapped Jiangbo, jumped on the beach, and looked around.

There are low hills on both sides, with green rivers and trees and yellow-brown soil slopes mixed together like a hazy lattice carpet. From time to time, there are mudstones rolling down the slope and flowing into the river. Over the hills, there is a large purple and red fruit river, and some villages and towns are sparsely distributed around the fruit river.

"You slept for more than three hours." In his consciousness, Wang Shu said with concern, "Hurry up and heal your wounds. This place is far enough from Jinyan City, and it is impossible for the pursuers to find them again."

Jiang Chen roughly identified the direction and asked, "How far is this place from the Lancang River?"

"At your level, it will take about seven days." Wang Shu replied, and then showed a surprised look. "Do you still want--?"

"Let's see how the injury recovers. If possible, Jiang Chen also wants to intercept the Mingyang real person along the way. Jiang Chen saw the river running all the way and said calmly.

From here to the north, there are several places that are necessary to rush to the Lancang River. Mingyang's real injury is not light, and it is difficult to recover for a while. In order to prevent accidents, he will have to rest in Jinyan City for at least one to two days before he goes on the road.

Jiang Chenda can frequently ambush and harass him on the way, making him suspicious, and naturally delay the trip for another day or two. Together, it is estimated that the heavenly punishment should arrive in Lancang River five days earlier than Mingyang Zhenren.

Five days, enough for the auspicious army to attack with all its strength.

"Now you are qualified to be the master of Jiang Chen." He looked at Jiang Chen for a while and sighed, "When you completely throw away the fluke of the earth's vein array in your heart, you will break through the last mental obstacle of entering the ruins. Congratulations, boy. As long as you further improve your mana, you can enter the ruins and become the people standing at the highest point in the north.

Wang Shu showed a gratifying smile: "Fearless and indomitable. Returning to the ruins is certainly an insight into the overall situation, but it is also a belief to forget life and death.

Faith? Jiang Chen climbed up the hills against the wind and rain, looking for a place to stay, while falling into meditation.

"Jiang Chen knows" that you have always dared to fight hard and are not afraid of death.

But not being afraid of death does not mean forgetting life and death. Wang Shu continued to explain, "For the sake of beauty, not afraid of death, in order to save yourself, it is only a warm-blooded feeling and tenacious will at best. Although it is superior, it is only superior. Because blood is sometimes cold, ambition is sometimes lost, and life and death are still in your heart. So this is not a belief."

"The so-called belief: no fake foreign objects, no floating personnel, no worries about gains and losses, no investigation of right and wrong." Jiang Chen took a deep breath, although his whole body was covered with sores, and the spiritual platform was like a mirror. The series of mortal battles with Mingyang made Jiang Chen completely realize that life and death is only a means to cross the limit of life, and no longer a persistent purpose.

Jiang Chen has never had a thorough understanding of Gui Ruins at this moment. When life has faith, it reaches a certain limit, and this is the return to the ruins.

At the waist of the slope, Jiang Chen found a narrow beast hole, widened and dug with a magic gun, and drilled in.

Sitting cross-legged, Jiang Chen began to examine the injury.

Although he was in a coma in the river for several hours, the fetus still ran autonomously and repaired his internal wounds, so the internal injury not only did not worsen, but tended to improve. Some broken meridians and bones have begun to continue, and the cracks in the internal organs have been filled in several places.

But this brother's disabled body was soaked in water for a long time, causing the trauma to become more serious. A large amount of flesh and blood oozed, oozing yellow and white smelly pus.

Jiang Chen gritted his teeth, scraped off the rotten sores little by little, and squeezed out the pus and blood. He took out the herbs from the Ruyi bag, twisted them into powder, sprinkled them on the wound, and wrapped them tightly with cloth strips. The spicy powder stimulated the flesh and blood, which made Jiang Chen's forehead sweat coldly. Jiang Chen immediately swallowed a few handfuls of elixir, and then reached into the Ruyi bag, and then there was only a thin layer of the herb left.

A day later, Jiang Chen recovered from his external injury. After no more rest, Jiang Chen set off at Tianmenmen. Flying all the way along the Huanhua River, rushing to the place where the Lancang River must pass.

On both sides of the river, it can be seen that villages and towns are scattered and farms are scattered. Many houses are newly built, bricks and tiles still have time to be paved in the future, ** white new wooden trees are sonoroused by continuous heavy rain.

Since Dongzhou was invaded by the Arctic Holy Land, some people have flocked to the bustling city, while others have gathered in the wilderness to establish seclusion villages.

"Once the results of the Lancang War are known, the defeated army will inevitably flee along the river, and the people of these village fronts will certainly not be at peace and will be forced to migrate to more wilderness mountains and rivers." Wang Shu sighed gently in his consciousness.

"If you avoid it once, you have to avoid it countless times. If you run away for a while, you will escape for a lifetime. Jiang Chen flew from the air in the air, and the rain turned into water mist around him, not touching him at all. This is also one of the reasons why Jiang Chen refused to live in seclusion with Gan Ningzhen. He hid in a simple and happy cave, but locked the bigger world outside the cave.

That's just weakness.

And how long can it be hidden? How long can Jiang Chen last, and how long can they last?

Except for himself, Jiang Chen can't let anything else become his only one, otherwise once he loses it, there will be nothing left.

"But the endless fight is disgusting." Wang Shu said, "Over the years, Jiang Chen often remembers the sunrise and sunset he saw with Mei, the flashing light of the blue sky and the sea of stars, and the surging waves are getting farther and farther away. The more Jiang Chen wants to remember, the more blurred it is.

"Mei just deliberately avoided those ugly and cold things. Now the charm is gone, so you got it. Jiang Chen looked calmly at the wind and rain, "You have to get out of the simple and happy hole where you hide. After all, you have to get out. Everyone has to come out."

Wang was lonely for a long time and said softly, "Jiang Chen, you are really cruel."

"Maybe this is the opportunity for your soul weapon to transform?" Jiang Chen thought of Mingyang Zhenren and said silently, "The transformation is cruel. Wangshu, you also have to have the faith to face cruelty.

Jiang Chen and Wang Shu looked at the village in the distance at the same time. The white old man was repairing the roof in the rain. A little cat demon jumped up the roof with a pile of thatched on his back. The old man affectionately wiped the mud from the cat demon's face.

"If you can become the lord of the cloud world," Wang Shu looked at a demon bent down, spread the thick and soft thatch on the roof little by little, and said seriously, "That's Jiang Chen's expectation for the Lord of the Cloud World. Because for most ordinary lives, beliefs are too far away, and they just need a simple and happy hole.

Whether you are still Yuntian, you will break many people's holes on your way to becoming the Lord of the cloud world. So in the future, you all need to and must repair them.

Jiang Chen was silent for a long time, and the smiles of the cat demon and the old man flew away and drowned in the heavy rain. The rain is getting darker and darker, like a thick and fishy black mud. So far, it has been falling continuously, and the low-lying places have been filled with the soaring river.

This is an extremely terrible omen, and Jiang Chen foresees that the rainstorm will last for a long time.

Going further, the village is gradually scarce, close to the fairy rave, and has become desolate. The rare and dangerous river that took away Dongzhou roared through the narrow canyons, with high cliffs on all sides, stabbing the sky and covering the sky. The ancient tree old river, and the gloomy and impatient howl of wild animals faintly roared. The fairy lay in the depths of this evil peak. From afar, the dirt and smoke was sinking, and a blue and black poisonous light spewed out from the bottom of the deep and unfathomable ra.

This place is located in the middle of Jinyan City and the Lancang River. At the level of Jiangchen, it can reach the east bank of the Lancang River in about three days. Jiang Chenfei fell down and carefully explored the surrounding terrain, arranged Wang Shu's pile of treasures for Jiang Chen along the way, and then jumped on a high cliff and sat down under the boulder wrapped in vines, waiting patiently for the arrival of Mingyang Zhenren.

The string line radiates to the sky with Jiang Chen as the center, covering several miles and monitoring all the movements in the air at any time. On Jiang Chen's spread out palm, there was a strange eye lying flat.

Jiang Chen gently cut the palm of his hand, blood penetrated into the strange eyes, blinked his eyes, and then presented a scene around the fairy from his clear pupil.

Within a hundred miles, even a flying mosquito will be caught by it.

Jiang Chen took out a handful of medicinal materials and stuffed them into his mouth, and the fetal ether was still repairing the internal injury. Although the demon has not yet woken up, Jiang Chen no longer cares about revealing his identity at this time and is determined to cast all the magic cards and compete with Mingyang.

Two days later, the figure of Mingyang appeared in strange eyes.

Jiang Chen calmly looked at him as he kept flying closer, like a rock, motionless, and kept looking at him flying over his head and gradually moving away.

Half an hour later, Mingyang flew back.

Jiang Chen knew that this was Wang Shu's magic weapon and a ghost hitting the wall. Ghost wall is a treasure that temporarily distorts the space, which can make people lose their way without knowing it. Mingyang seems to fly straight forward, but in fact, he is just winding in circles.

However, the ghost wall is obviously not enough for the masters of returning to the ruins. Mingyang real person soon showed something wrong and no longer walked blindly. He stagnated in the air and swept his eyes brightly.

"I don't know which friend is kindly invited. Please show up and see me." Mingyang real man landed on a peak, and his clear voice covered every corner of the sinking fairy.

Jiang Chen stood still and watched coldly.

The green knife light bloomed from the hands of the real person in Mingyang, and countless light spots burst around, drilling into the mountains and rivers like living things. After a while, Mingyang's real eyes suddenly turned to a dangerous wall in the southeast, and Xi and Jian suddenly cut out.

The magic gun turned into a red flame and burst out, intercepting the knife light in the air. Jiang Chen laughed and jumped into the air, and the magic gun dragged the streamer back to Jiang Chen's hand.

The tip of the gun shook, and Jiang Chen pointed to the real person in Mingyang: "Old man, are you all the better?"

"Jiang Chen?" Mingyang Zhenren frowned slightly, and Xi and the sword turned into a blue mang and circled around him, confronting the fierce gun, "Are you Jiang Fei? It's really out of Jiang Chen's expectation. He shook his head and looked at Jiang Chen in a complicated way.

"Do you mind changing your name to play role-playing?" Jiang Chen's muscles and bones shrugged all over his body and changed back to his appearance.