Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

On the edge of the mountain, because of disagreement, the person who ran away from home was finally caught up after seven days and seven nights.

The young man in Tsing Yi held an inch-long book in his arms, and looked impatiently at the girl in white who was standing in front of him. The two of them seemed to be young, and they were both busy at the moment.

"Come back, the door of Yingjia is always open for you."

Looking at the little brother who ran away from home, the girl tried to persuade him, hoping that he could change his mind.

Hearing this, the young man remembered what happened before he ran away from home, and his expression became more and more impatient:
"I'm destined to be inferior to you. Even if I go back, my father will look down on me all my life. Why bother?"

He is called Ying Yunqian, and he is the son of Ying Chaoyang, the master of the extreme single front, the old man of Tianjian, and the person standing in front of him is called Ying Hongxue, his sister.

Because Ji Shanfeng only passed on one line, the elder sister with better talent was valued by his father and received more education on weekdays. When the two fought to decide who was the heir of Ji Shanfeng, he was defeated by himself sister hands.

Regardless of what happened afterwards, he could no longer bear that kind of life and chose to run away from home.

What I carry with me is nothing but my favorite book on weekdays. Unexpectedly, I was caught up today.

What's more, it was a tone that made him disgusted as soon as they met each other.

Seeing her younger brother reacting violently, Ying Hongxue was anxious, and hurriedly explained:
"You misunderstood. Father has other expectations for you, which are not what you think."

In her heart, the status of her father Ying Chaoyang is still unshakable.

Her words seemed to add fuel to the fire, making Ying Yunqian's reaction even more intense:
"Misunderstanding? Oh, in the past seven days, I have never forgotten his contemptuous eyes!"

The tone full of sarcasm and lack of respect for his father also aroused Yinghongxue's displeasure:
"Yunqian, you are not allowed to speak of father like that!"

At this point, the contradiction has become irreconcilable, and as the two sides' words became more intense, things began to reach an irreversible situation:

"This is the last time you will teach me a lesson, Yinghongxue!"

Ying Yunqian called him by his first name, which meant that he could no longer bear such a family. He wanted to pursue his own future, instead of being imprisoned for a lifetime by the so-called extreme single front.

His words also made Ying Hongxue, who is a sister, anxious. No matter what kind of painstaking efforts she had made, she chose the most suitable method in her opinion:

"You! Well, since you are so determined, there is nothing to say, I will wait for you at the peak of the sword.

If you have the ability, you will stand in a position where you can stand up to me. "

The answer I got was a poisonous oath, and a determination to draw a line with the past:
"That's exactly what I mean. If I don't stand on the top, unless the mountain has no edges and the sky and the earth are in harmony, otherwise, I, Ying Yunqian, will never step into the gate of Ying's family for the rest of my life."

After putting down the words, Ying Yunqian didn't stay any longer, and left with the book in his arms.

…………

"The dazzler should say, you are kind and disgusting, or cold-blooded and terrifying."

Di Ming's comments still echoed in his ears, making Lin Chongyang want to laugh. Although he had long since stopped caring about what others thought of him, he still wanted to laugh.

This kind of evaluation is the most interesting evaluation he has heard in the past 3000 years, and there is no one yet.

The Jade Rabbit gradually sank to the west, because Hao Xing's exploration of the dragon had now come to an end, Lin Chongyang was not in a hurry to hurry, but walked on the ground like an ordinary person.

After getting rid of distracting thoughts, he stopped thinking about those trivial matters and started to review some arrangements.

Strictly speaking, from the father of boasting illusions to Haoxing Tanlong, it can be regarded as an early return from calamity. Although he has some complaints about the ultimate destiny of man, he is still willing to give Haoxing Tanlong a hand.

The situation has developed to the present, the so-called bloody plan no longer needs to fill in the most human beings, such sacrifices can be avoided if possible.

In the future, Zonghengzi will help him to solve the remaining problems, whether it is the Beastmaster and God of War, or the Forbidden City Poppy, and Leng Piaomiao.

As for the fall on Di Ming's body, it pointed to Mo Shi. As long as he is willing to investigate, it is not difficult to know about it. However, Lin Chongyang is not interested in how he will act. It is just a free move.

When the problems in the Elven World are resolved, Zonghengzi will be able to carry out follow-ups, and some planned actions can also be started.

Boom!

At this moment, there was a muffled thunder in the sky, and when I looked up, I saw the wind and clouds covering the sky, the stars covering the sky and the curtain tearing off the light.

"Ok?"

After Lin Chongyang withdrew his gaze, he unhurriedly took out an oiled paper umbrella, stretched it open, blessed it with his own true energy, and continued walking.

It's not that the weather can't be turned into light to hurry, it's just because there's no need to be so unearthly.

The dark clouds in the sky are getting lower and lower, and the night is getting darker and darker. It is almost impossible to see your fingers. Lightning flashes across the sky, like the Milky Way descending from the sky, making the earth alternate between pale and dark.

abruptly—

The lightning is like a fire dragon, crossing the sky thousands of miles, and then there is a rumbling sound, but it is a thunderstorm followed by a thunderstorm. The wind suddenly comes, leaves are flying in the forest, and dust is rolling in the sky.

Amidst the sound of chaotic rain, people walking in the forest suddenly heard the sound of chaotic footsteps, from far to near.

blah blah blah blah!

At the same time, the boy's indistinct complaints were also covered by the sound of thunder and rain:

"It rains no matter what, I'm fine if I get wet, but what if the book gets wet!"

If it weren't for the fact that the five senses of the innate person are far superior to ordinary people, he would not be able to hear the specific content clearly in this weather.

The chaotic footsteps approached quickly, it was the young people running around in the rainstorm, just when Lin Chongyang was walking along the forest path, preparing to turn.

boom!
"what!"

He collided with the boy who was oncoming, and the real essence holding the umbrella vibrated lightly, and the powerful counter-shock force directly sent the boy flying.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Chongyang's body moved in unison, catching up with the figure flying upside down in the darkness, and stretching out his hand to help him stabilize his figure.

Just like the rainwater pouring from the lake and the sea is cut off, even the wet clothes are evaporated dry at that moment of contact.

The two people who landed smoothly stood under the umbrella, and after a few more breaths, the boy's bewildered head came to his senses before he realized what happened just now.

With the brilliance of lightning, the young man was able to vaguely see the appearance of the person in front of him:

"Ghost!"

All of a sudden, the clouds cleared, and the sun was still rising from Dongshan Mountain. The dark sky began to clear up, and mist suddenly rose in the forest.

"..."

This dramatic scene happened within a few breaths. Hearing this long-lost address, even Lin Chongyang was stunned for a moment:
"Red-haired ghost!"

"The red-haired ghost is coming, run, run!"

"Help! You two wait for me!"

Thinking back from the past, looking down at the young man in green shirt, Lin Chongyang had a subtle expression:

"Do I look like a ghost?"