Tian Yuan

"Think about trifles."

Chen Qingyuan looked at the pattering rain of blood and said softly without turning his head.

"What's the matter? Can I help?"

During this time, Lao Hei has been eating and drinking, doing nothing, feeling very sorry.

"No need to help, eat yours!"

Chen Qingyuan took Lao Hei's heart and didn't say what was bothering him.

Looking at the vast land covered by the rain of blood, Chen Qingyuan felt a tingle in his heart for no reason, and couldn't help recalling some strange things that happened in the past.

For example, the acquaintance with the girl in red, the various experiences of Baimai Feast, the intimacy of the ancient black cauldron and so on.

In the past, Chen Qingyuan deliberately didn't think wildly, and suppressed all doubts in his heart.One day in the future, the mystery will be solved.

However, due to the coming of this rain of blood, Chen Qingyuan couldn't suppress the restlessness deep in his heart. Recently, some weird questions often popped up, and his mind became a mess.

"Ugh!"

Looking at the blood-colored sky, he sighed softly.

Today, news of the ancient battlefield spread to Beihuang.

Chen Qingyuan spent some spirit stones to get the latest news from Dizhou.

Unlock the ordinary restrictions on the outside of the jade slips, enter with spiritual consciousness, and read the contents.

"Deep in the ancient world, the blood-red land, the remains of the ancient battlefield..."

"On the road to the bridge of God, 27 people walk together."

"A man in a jade robe, holding a silver gun, crosses the broken bridge..."

Reading the jade slips, Chen Qingyuan frowned, inexplicably thinking of his silver gun.

It shouldn't be the same weapon!

I thought to myself.

In the body of the quasi-emperor, cut off the corpses of seven emperors.

There is no one before, no one after, this is the only case.

Such a hero should be respected in his heart.

However, not only did Chen Qingyuan show no respect, on the contrary, he felt a bit of unwillingness, which disappeared in a flash.

"why?"

Regarding the strange situation of his emotions, Chen Qingyuan murmured to himself, but unfortunately no one could give him an answer.

"Brother, brother..."

Old Hei didn't know when he came over, he gently poked Chen Qingyuan's shoulder with his tail, and kept calling.

"Ah, what's wrong?"

Chen Qingyuan came back to his senses, turned his head and looked at Lao Hei, his voice was slightly hoarse.

"Your state looks a little bit wrong, okay!"

Old Hei asked with concern.

Just now, Lao Hei obviously felt that there was something unusual about Chen Qingyuan, and there was a rotten smell on his body, as if he had gone through endless years and was out of tune with this world.

After calling many times, Chen Qingyuan responded slowly.

Especially that eye contact made Lao Hei inexplicably feel a little palpitation, as if staring at an endless abyss without boundaries, his soul was instantly swallowed by darkness, no matter how he struggled, he could not penetrate the pitch-black space and sink slowly , eventually vanishing into nothingness.

This feeling didn't last long, just a breath.

"I'm fine, don't worry."

Chen Qingyuan changed back to his original appearance, his eyes cleared a bit, and his aura also returned to its original state.

Although it was only for a moment, it almost caused the soul of Old Hei to leave his body, and he was terrified.

"No...it's fine."

Lao Hei's voice trembled slightly, and his body also trembled.

"The rain should stop."

Chen Qingyuan glanced out of the window again, and said something abruptly.

"How did you know?"

Anyway, Old Hei couldn't see whether the bleeding and rain would stop, just eat and drink, he didn't need to worry about the sky falling, the most important thing was to enjoy life.

To this, Chen Qingyuan did not answer.

this sense.

Can't tell, don't know.

It seems that only when I have reached a high place can I solve these questions deep in my heart and understand the abnormal changes in the world.

The next day, it was just dawn.

A ray of morning light pierced through the thick clouds, dispelled the chill of the night, and descended on the ground.

At the same moment, the rain of blood suddenly stopped.

The sun is shining and the breeze is pleasant.

Chen Qingyuan walked out of the Accord, feeling the warm sun, looked up with deep eyes.

"It's amazing!" Old Hei hid in Chen Qingyuan's sleeve, and his voice was more excited and surprised: "Brother, you really guessed it right."

"what!"

At this time, Chen Qingyuan noticed that a sound transmission jade talisman was fluctuating.

I took it out and saw that it was Chang Ziqiu's voice.

Until this moment, Chen Qingyuan woke up suddenly, and then remembered that there was another bad friend, his face changed slightly, and a look of panic flashed in his eyes.

I said I forgot something, it turned out to be old!

The stern look just now was gone.

A guilty conscience, with erratic eyes.

"Chen Qingyuan! If you are not dead, remember to call back."

Since the sound transmission jade talisman responded, it meant that the distance between Chang Ziqiu and Chen Qingyuan was not very far.

Hearing the voice in the jade talisman, Chen Qingyuan shuddered, and a chill came over him.

After hesitating for a while, I replied with a word, and made an appointment to meet at a place.

A few hours later, in a temporarily rented cave in a city.

The exquisite hall, the tables and chairs are exquisite, the sandalwood is curling up, and it is extremely quiet.

The four eyes met, and the atmosphere was dull.

After a while, Chen Qingyuan squeezed out a smile and apologized with embarrassment: "Old Chang, that... sorry, I haven't contacted you for so long."

"It's okay, Mr. Chen is a noble man, I, Chang Ziqiu, don't dare to waste your time."

Chang Ziqiu said in a strange way.

"It was not my intention to accidentally leave you alone in the Southern Territory. You should have heard about the important events in the Southern Territory. It's a last resort."

Chen Qingyuan explained.

"It's understandable." Chang Ziqiu said coldly, "But why didn't you find me later? Didn't even say hello?"

"this......"

Chen Qingyuan was speechless, he didn't know how to refute, he couldn't say that he forgot!

Headache!

Rao Yi Chen Qingyuan's thick skin is hard to ignore, and he feels embarrassed about it.

"Forget it if you forget it, it's no big deal." Chang Ziqiu snorted softly, "The verbal apology is not sincere, you have to show it!"

"Okay, you're right."

Hearing this, Chen Qingyuan immediately made a vigilant expression, originally wanting to benefit.

Knowing that Chang Ziqiu was not really angry, but Chen Qing knew that he was wrong, so he could only take out tens of thousands of top-quality spirit stones, as well as some high-quality tea and fine wine to express his apology.

"It's almost there."

The corners of Chang Ziqiu's mouth rose slightly, revealing a smug smile.

Hanging around with Chen Qingyuan, the formerly cold and unrestrained swordsman was dragged down from the mundane world forcibly, adding an attribute of greed for money.

"Old Chang, you have changed, you are not as pure-hearted as before."

Chen Qingyuan's eyes were filled with resentment, thinking that he had lost blood.

"It's not because of you." Chang Ziqiu directly shirked responsibility.

"Okay, my fault."

After coaxing Chang Ziqiu well, Chen Qingyuan didn't dare to argue and admitted his mistake.

"By the way, I have something to tell you." Chang Ziqiu accepted the gift of apology, took a sip of tea, and talked about the business: "Before I came back, I met Fu Dongliu."