Hello, Yan Chaobai

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"Huh...huh..." Yan Chaobai panted heavily, his blood-stained vision was shaking, and it seemed that there were still densely packed enemies in front of him, which could not be killed or eliminated.

How... how did they manage to ride thousands of miles and come and go freely?

Yan Chaobai plunged the long knife into the ground with a "clang", his legs were so weak that he could hardly stand up.

A flute suddenly sounded in my ear.

Hallucination...

Yan Chaobai tried his best to stand up.A small figure stood under a tree, playing a flute with a melodious sound.

Surrounding her, hideous creatures crawled around, making people afraid to approach her.

"Is it better?"

"Thank you, thank you." Yan Chaobai looked at her strangely, and wanted to ask for her name, but at the moment the battle was still going on, he hesitated for a moment, and still drew his long knife and rushed to the opposite side.

"Hey—the milk isn't full yet!" The girl stomped her feet anxiously when she saw him fly a few feet away.

"Pie?"

"Shuai Yan." Qu Dabing smiled when he saw the man in blood armor when he turned around.

"Why are you here? Where's Xiyin?"

"Mother has traveled far and wide, and she will arrive in a few days!" Qu Dabing said with a smile, "Leave me alone, and practice here."

If Yan Chaobai heard this name, he would probably turn back and ask what happened.

Qu Xiyin, a disciple of the Five Poisons Sect, who controls snakes and subdues spiders, spreads the flute in all directions, and has a lot of friendship with Cang Yun and Yan Beiyao. He can be regarded as a contemporary friend in the world.

It's a pity that Yan Chaobai rushed into the enemy's camp early at this time, and couldn't hear the conversation between the two.

At night when the bloody battle was over, Yan Chaobai sat by the campfire and stared at the flickering flames in a daze.

Behind him is the tent that Cang Yun left behind, covered with white bones and gilded on the outside, it is much more comfortable than ordinary military camps.

"Are you here?" Qu Dabing came bouncing around, dancing a delicate piccolo, with blue butterflies circling and flying.

Yan Zhaobai glanced at her, but didn't speak.

Qu Dabing thought of his desperate fights during the day, and couldn't help admiring him, "I can't see that you are still a bloody brat, unlike my cheap mother, and those cowards..."

Yan Chaobai raised his eyebrows in doubt.

"It's that Yan Beiyao—my mother used to have a lot of quarrels with him..." Qu Dabing said, "Occasionally, that Cang Yun will come to the famous sword meeting, and the heads of the three people will fly away after being beaten Ha ha ha ha!"

Yan Chaobai was startled.

This was the first time he heard that Cang Yun was with someone other than Chun Yang.

"what happened?"

This is the second time for Qu Dabing to hear Yan Chaobai speak. The young man's voice is low, as cold as the wind and snow outside the Great Wall.

Much like that person.

"Tsk, as expected of Xiao Cangyun." Qu Dabing laughed, "You Cangyun, are you all such duplicity?"

"..." Yan Chaobai just put his hands on the flames to keep warm.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Qu Dabing was quite helpless: "My mother was with Cang Yun long before Cang Yun knew Chunyang. After Cang Yun and Chunyang separated, they fell into a slump. They were injured on the battlefield. Mother, they entered the Famous Sword Conference."

"You're the only one left, why bother?"

"Heh." Cang Yun licked his lips, showing a bloody smile, "We, Cang Yun, are born for war and will not rest until we die."

Life and death are handed over, and once barren.The paper is full of absurdity, and it is full of madness.

Cang Yun's body was surrounded by black air, and the blood climbed up the cold front along the deep and shallow gullies. The knife light became brighter after being wiped by the blood, and a dark white arc was drawn against the wind.

Alone, it's just death.

This is what Cang Yun is most afraid of.