The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 335: Demon Crossing All Beings
The Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue I met before, as well as the current one, all have one characteristic.

That is 'otherworldly'.

"A master is so stupid..." Looking at the swordsman who left with a sneer, Zhao Yu pursed his lips and muttered in a low voice.

"This man's sword intent even surpasses Ye Gucheng!"

Jiang Yuyan stared at the direction the swordsman was leaving, and said with a slight frown.

At the Fengtian Temple back then, she absorbed Ye Gucheng's Flying Immortal from Heaven, and gained some understanding of the way of swordsmanship.

Seeing this person, the sword intent is so simple as to be boring, but there is an aura of no one else in the world.

"Of course!"

Zhao Yu nodded as a matter of course.

When the Twelve Demons of Tianchi showed that frightened expression, he already knew the origin of this swordsman.

Although Tonghuang is just a killer, there is nothing in the world that can make her fear so much, even Xiongba, who founded the Tianxiahui with one hand, can't do it!

Looking around the world, there is only one person.

That is the elder brother of Dugu Fang, the lord of Wushuang City.

Juggernaut Dugu Sword! !

……

For the next few days, Zhao Yu and the others continued to walk in the direction of Wudang Mountain at a leisurely pace.

And every once in a while, there will be a letter falcon down.

Therefore, Zhao Yu is still well aware of what happened in the temple and in the rivers and lakes.

Yu Huatian, governor of the West Factory, got a beautiful woman from somewhere, and made the new emperor bewildered.

For several days in a row, let alone going to court, he didn't even go out the gate of the imperial study.Chao Gang, who had just improved because of the new emperor's diligence, also plummeted.

The rivers and lakes became more lively, and forces sprung up rapidly like mushrooms after rain.

"The world is in chaos..."

Zhao Yu put the letter in his hand into the system backpack, and whispered to himself softly.

At this moment, the carriage stopped suddenly.

Erhaler stopped the carriage and looked at the gravel road not far away.

Following Erha's eyes, he saw a long trail of blood trailing on the gravel road.

At the end of the bloodstain was a young monk who was only fifteen or sixteen years old lying on the ground.

The little monk's tattered monk's robe was already soaked in blood, and he was struggling to move forward with one hand, but it was difficult to move.

"died?"

Erha stepped forward cautiously, frowning slightly.

Since he was a child, he followed Brudu to lick blood outside the desert, so he could easily detect whether someone was dead.

But when Erha saw this little monk, Erha was a little uncertain.

From the perception of breath, the little monk is dead.

But the strange thing is, Erha has a very absurd feeling, that is, the spirit of the person in front of him seems to be still there.

"Turn over and take a look..."

Zhao Yu stepped forward and gave instructions to Erha.

Erha agreed, and turned the little monk lying on the ground over.

hiss!
After seeing a bowl-sized blood hole on the left chest, Erha couldn't help but gasp.

The heart of this little monk has been shattered by strength.

It stands to reason that if he was injured like this, he would die at that time.

But judging from the bloodstains around him, it was obvious that the little monk had crawled over from afar!
My heart is broken, let alone a young monk, even a master like Zhao Yu who has passed through the thirteen levels with a golden bell cover, I am afraid that he will not be able to survive.

"Um?!"

Just when Zhao Yu stretched out his hand to touch the little monk, he frowned slightly.

This little monk is not dead yet!
The reason why there is still a sliver of vitality in the broken heart is because the little monk has been transported into an inner breath that Zhao Yu is very familiar with!

Moco is boundless! ! !

Zhao Yu was startled, and then wiped the blood on the little monk's face with his sleeve.

A very ugly silhouette appeared in front of him.

"Really him?"

Seeing this face that was uglier than Erha's, Zhao Yu was shocked.

"You know him?"

Erha looked at Zhao Yu's expression and asked subconsciously.

Zhao Yu didn't answer. After pondering for a moment, he said to Erha: "Go, go back to the town we passed before!"

Before they came, they passed through a quiet small town.

When passing by before, Zhao Yu didn't pay much attention to an inconspicuous small town.

But when he saw the little monk and sensed the trace of Moko Wuliang in the little monk's body, some scattered memories gradually became clear.

"Then he..."

Erha looked hesitantly at the little monk covered in blood on the ground.

If it's a dead person, Erha won't care too much about it. These days, there are many such things.

But right now, this person still has a trace of breath, so it is somewhat unacceptable to leave him like this.

Or Erha, although he was born as a bandit who murdered and robbed goods, he is not a heinous villain.

"Don't worry, someone will save him!"

Zhao Yu waved his hand, then turned around and got into the carriage.

Erha glanced at the little monk who fell on the ground as if dead, then took off the clothes on his upper body and covered the little monk's chest.

After doing all this, he returned to the carriage and drove toward the small town he just passed by shirtless.

……

And less than a stick of incense after Zhao Yu and the others left, a figure covered in black clothes came to the little monk's room with a woman who was also dressed in black and whose heart was broken. before.

"Ok?"

The man in black frowned slightly when he saw the clothes covering the little monk.

However, she also understands that now is not the time to think about these things, the inner breath she gave to the two of them can only maintain the energy for a short period of time.

The man in black stretched out his hand slightly, and took the seemingly dead little monk into his hand.

With a flash of his figure, besides the shocking bloodstain on the desolate path, where is the shadow of the man in black?

……

"Murder!!"

Just when Zhao Yu and the others returned to the town in their carriage, they heard a shrill scream from the east of the town.

With a movement of Zhao Yu's body, he rushed towards the place where the voice came from.

Jiang Yuyan and Erha followed closely behind.

Not long after, the three of them came to a relatively spacious house compared to a small town.

The gate of the house is ajar.

No need to go in, a pungent smell of blood gushed out from inside.

After all, Erha has seen the world before, facing the pungent smell of blood, he only frowned, then quickly stepped forward and pushed the door open.

Purgatory on earth...

Seeing the scene in front of him, not to mention Zhao Yu, even Erha couldn't help retching.

In the courtyard, the people who spoke out were all stumps and arms, and blood stained the entire courtyard red.

The white walls of the surrounding walls are full of bloody handprints that the deceased struggled to press on before dying.

What really made Zhao Yu spit out was the steaming cauldron at the entrance of the main hall.

In a large pot of boiling water, cook...

(End of this chapter)