Spring and Autumn Confucian Heroes

Chapter 205 Ink Man
In the silent mountain forest, Huan Chang sat cross-legged in the thatched hut, breathing in the vitality of the world.

"call!"

"Suck!"

Huan's regular breathing could vaguely stimulate the vitality of the world, and the vegetation around the house became more and more lush.

"Ok?"

Huan Chang, who was meditating, twitched his ears twice, opened his eyes suddenly, and a look of vigilance flashed across his face.

"Why is she here again?"

After feeling it carefully, and knowing that it was Wang Lingling who came, Huan Chang couldn't help but secretly smiled wryly.

It has been three months since the battle at Mingjian Villa, and the hot summer is almost over.

Huan Chang's previous cultivation base had already reached the peak of Qi Refining and God Transformation, and he felt that the breakthrough was not far away.

Back then, Qingdeng and Wang Lingling stayed by the Qinghe River for a few days, and Qingdeng took the lead to leave because of something.

Huan Chang also bid farewell to the old man, left a lot of money before leaving, and then took Xiao Hei away to another country, and finally lived here in seclusion.

It is inevitable that he did so.

The battle at Mingjian Villa had a huge impact. Although Shujian Pavilion became famous because of it, Huan Chang was also pushed to the forefront.

If Huan Chang didn't leave the territory under the jurisdiction of Wanjian City, there would be a lot of trouble for him.

After leaving Wanjian City, Huan Chang felt that there were signs of a breakthrough in his cultivation, so he found this mountain forest and settled here.

Unexpectedly, half a month later, Wang Lingling actually found her.

Huan Chang had no idea what method Wang Lingling used to find her place to live.

Since then, Wang Lingling has come here every half a month, bringing a lot of things with her when she comes.

"A Chang, I ordered some clothes for you to see if they fit!"

Wang Lingling didn't see her, she kicked open the door, and ran in with a flush of excitement on her face.

After looking at the clothes for a while, Huan Chang suddenly said, "This doesn't look like custom-made clothes, and this kind of clothes are expensive, so I'm afraid it will cost a lot of money to order them?"

The clothes in Wang Lingling's hands are made of the highest quality materials, and the workmanship is also extremely exquisite.

Many places are actually inlaid with golden lines.

Huan Chang could feel that those golden lines were real gold.

The most important thing is that Huan Chang can guess that these are other people's clothes when he sees some patterns representing the identity of the family.

Wang Lingling's pretty face turned red when she heard this.

"This is someone else's custom-made clothes. I just got it and haven't had time to wear it. I think it looks good, so I took it here."

"You have been cultivating in the mountains for so long, and you haven't gone out to buy clothes. It's just for you."

Huan Chang smiled wryly when he heard the words.

Pointing to the rose representing the family pattern, he said, "How can I wear clothes with a logo like this?"

It wasn't until this time that Wang Lingling noticed the pattern, and she couldn't help smiling.

Seeing Huan Chang's half-smile, Wang Lingling pinched her waist with both hands and stared.

She shouted coquettishly: "Anyway, the clothes are here, whether you like to wear them or not!"

After speaking, Wang Lingling threw away the clothes in her hand, ran out directly, and disappeared without a trace riding on Xiao Hei's back.

Shrugging, Huan Chang had no choice but to smile bitterly.

Huan Chang also ignored the clothes that Wang Lingling sent, and he didn't continue to blame Wang Lingling for stealing.

Everyone has their own life, and Huan Chang does not want to interfere with others too much.

The most important thing is that Wang Lingling's nature is not bad, and she will not steal things from poor people.

"There are three thousand roads, the road that Lingling walked, it might not be a kind of way."

Huan Chang turned around and sat down on the simple bed again.

He was about to meditate and practice when he suddenly felt the wordless scripture on his chest start to heat up, and he was overjoyed immediately.

Huan Chang hurriedly took out the wordless book.

I saw that the originally unpretentious heavenly scriptures began to emit a dark light.

Huan Chang turned to the first page.

The four characters of 'Jianai' and 'Feigong' suddenly burst into a strong golden light, enveloping Huanchang's whole body.

Huan Chang seems to have a feeling.

He put the heavenly book on his legs, closed his eyes and began to circulate the true energy in his body.

Xiao Hei, who had just left not far away, suddenly turned his head away, and Wang Lingling, who was puzzled, returned to the front of the hut again.

"what happened?"

Seeing the golden light emanating from the room, Wang Lingling's eyes were full of surprise.

"Lyli!"

Xiao Hei neighed twice and shook his head fiercely at Wang Lingling.

Wang Lingling will.

She hurriedly covered her mouth, then pinched the bell hanging on her wrist, and stopped making any sound.

Huan Chang sat cross-legged on the bed, surrounded by strong golden light, continuously merging into Huan Chang's flesh and blood.

Under the shining of this golden light, the bottleneck of practicing spirit and returning to the void began to loosen.

At the same time, Mo Ziren led dozens of people, armed with various weapons, and stood guard in front of the village.

Beside them were the corpses of two villagers.

"It's you meddling in here again!"

The bandit leader who surrounded him looked at Mo Ziren with some fear, but roared angrily.

"Why kill?"

Looking at the corpses of the villagers lying on the ground, Mozi let his eyes burst into flames.

"why?"

"Because I'm stronger than them!"

"The strong will take life and death, the weak should be resigned, and those who resist will be killed without mercy!"

"Such a simple truth, don't you understand?"

The bandit leader was taken aback when he heard the words, and then roared hoarsely, his tone full of impatience.

Since the appearance of the shitty Ink Man, the brothers who were sent out by the bandit leader to plunder always returned empty-handed.

Fortunately, Mo Xia only wounded people and didn't kill people, and the bandits didn't suffer any losses.

It's just that the food in the mountains is getting less and less, and the bandit leader has no choice but to bring people to plunder.

Because he was worried that those Mo Xia would come to disturb the situation again, he killed the two people first as a deterrent, so that the villagers would bring out their food earlier.

But now, Mo Xia unexpectedly reappeared, immediately making the bandit leader furious.

"Just because you are stronger, can you bully others at will, rob others of their property, and deprive them of their lives?"

Mo Ziren clenched his fists tightly, and his mood fluctuated very violently.

"That's it!"

The bandit leader's voice was like thunder, and his eyes were full of impatience. He had had enough of these black heroes.

"Looks like I was wrong, only having love is not enough."

Mozi put his hand on the hilt of his sword and murmured in a low voice.

"Chong!"

The sword was unsheathed, and the bandit leader backed away in fright, saying, "What are you going to do?"

Mozi let his momentum continue to rise, and walked forward slowly.

"kill!"

The bandit leader was horrified, and hurriedly shouted: "Didn't you say that you only help mediate disputes and won't kill people?"

"So I say I was wrong."

Mo Zi stabbed out the long sword in his hand, only to see the blood burst out, and the bandit leader was killed immediately.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

Mo Ziren, dressed in black, seemed to be a god of death from hell, reaping life among bandits.

Mo Ziren's followers also waved their weapons and charged towards the bandits.

(End of this chapter)