Chapter 321 [I Owe You Something]

"This week's explosion is ahead of schedule, and it will be changed to Saturday, which is today. I will talk about the specific chapters after I finish writing."

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The classical buildings of the Edo period were patchwork. Yang Chen looked for that figure, and after passing through two narrow alleys, there was a garden surrounded by walls in front of him.

Because it is winter, most of the plants and trees have withered, the red and yellow leaves are withered on the tiles and stone slabs that have experienced the vicissitudes of time, and some branches protrude from the mottled courtyard wall.

Several old, unkempt-headed and round Podocarpus pines are evergreen in the courtyard all year round. Careful pruning makes them look like the only verdant green in winter.

There are no other tourists on the bluestone path in front of the courtyard, but I don't know if this is a non-scenic area, or if there is just no one there.

What made Yang Chen's heart flutter was that he didn't lose track this time!

All I saw was the figure in the water-blue skirt, pushing open a wooden door in the courtyard, and quietly walked in.

Yang Chen followed closely to the door. The iron bars on this wooden door, which is unknown how many years old, are already stained with rust, but the thick texture and the dark wood make people feel the power of the universe. The holy king makes the holy king, kills the gods in the night, kills the throne of the gods, seeks the demons, proud of the world, the strongest abandoned young master, the royal family of Zhou, kills the gods in the night, seeks the throne of the gods, seeks the demons, proud of the world, the strongest abandoned young masters Sealing the Throne Begging the Devil, Proud of the World, Nine Heavens, Strongest Abandoned Young Dazhou Royal Clan God General, Killing God at Night, God Seal Throne Begging Demons, Proud of the World Nine Heavens, Strongest Abandoned Young Dazhou Royal Clan To the majesty of an old aristocratic house.

When he realized that the person he wanted to see might be inside, within a short distance, Yang Chen suddenly hesitated.

Footsteps stopped at the door, Yang Chen clenched his hands into fists, took a deep breath, and then slowly pushed the door open.

What came into view was an artificial rockery and gurgling water in the courtyard. The water should not freeze in all seasons, trickling into a small pond. Around the pool, there are dense but long-pruned plants, nestling around the old houses.

Elegant yet elegant design, you can feel the martial arts in the tranquility. The holy king made the holy king. The king will kill the gods and seal the throne at night and seek the demons and the world. The strongest abandoned young master of the Zhou royal family, the martial arts general, kills the gods and seals the throne at night, seeks the demon, proud of the world, and the ninth heaven. To the majesty of the shogun in ancient times.

But all of this, in Yang Chen's eyes, did not seem attractive at all, because Yang Chen's gaze, from the moment he entered the door, had already been locked on the front aisle of the mansion directly opposite.

The corners of the skirt fluttered, and a pair of Sai Xue's bare feet were looming, curling up like a plum blossom, and her black hair brushed her face in the cold wind, as cool and peaceful as ever.

In her eyes, there was still no trace of embarrassment.

The long-lost face, long-lost figure, and long-lost aura made Yang Chen stand in the same place for a moment, his mind blank.

Immediately afterwards, there were too many complicated scenes, like surging sea waves, instantly plunged Yang Chen into the past time...

...

In the world of ice and snow, there are pines and cypresses buried in snowdrifts all year round in all directions, and the gloomy sky is sprinkled with snow geese.

The young man in full clothes clutched an arm that kept gushing Yin Hong's blood, and leaned against a towering tree, the snow in front of his heels was already stained red by blood.

The boy's face was pale, his face was ashen, only a sharp and sinister aura condensed in his eyes, but the excessive blood loss and the extreme cold temperature, coupled with three days of exhausting fighting, finally couldn't hold on anymore go down.

In the boundless snow forest, you can occasionally hear the howling of snow wolves.

At this time, a dozen or so soldiers wearing snow-colored cloaks and holding heavy guns drove two armored vehicles over the mountain and parked on a small high slope not far away.

The young man knew that this was one of the enemies who besieged and suppressed himself and others. The Snow Fox Special Forces secretly trained in Northern Europe. They have been fighting in snowy forests and snowy mountains all year round. They are better at fighting in snowy areas than anyone else.

"Snow Fox" jumped out of the armored vehicle in an orderly manner, loaded the bullets, and started a carpet search in the jungle with a fast but extremely complicated running method.

The boy exhaled a mouthful of white mist, and the scarlet color in his eyes appeared again.

This was already the fifteenth enemy he had encountered. All the previous fourteen enemies were killed by him alone, but he also suffered a lot of injuries in the end.

The opponent's bullets have been specially treated, and the wounds are difficult to heal quickly, and even the scabs are extremely difficult. The blood keeps leaking out, which also means that the physical strength is constantly passing away, and the vitality is gradually losing...

But, he doesn't want to die yet!

From the boy's sleeve, a cold long blade slipped into the palm of his hand, and this weapon was the only one left in his hand!

Just at this time, a Xuehu soldier who was closest to him not far away suddenly let out a muffled groan!

The soldier's neck was cut open by a sharp weapon, blood splashed, and he fell down in the snow!

From behind him, a slender girl appeared. The girl's whole body was wrapped in tight snow mí color clothes, except for her long black hair, which looked so dazzling in the snow!

Without waiting for other Snow Fox troops to attack the young girl, the young girl has already borrowed the many surrounding trees, surrounding them continuously like lightning.

Appearing from time to time, the short blade in his hand can always take away a brilliant blood flower from a soldier's throat, like a dance of death, charming but deadly!

When the small group of snow foxes were all wiped out by the girl, the girl walked up to the boy, without saying a word, and regardless of the boy's wishes, she pulled the boy's hands over, bent down herself, and carried the boy on her back.

"Didn't you just leave, why did you come back..." The boy's arm was still dripping with blood, slowly soaking in front of the girl's ng.

The girl ran fast, but she didn't breathe, and replied coldly and without emotion: "Come back and save you."

"This time I'm in charge of breaking the post, that's the mission, you don't have to save me."

"You saved me in the rainforest, and I will pay you back," the girl said.

The corner of the young man's mouth raised slightly, "You let me vent, and I let you live, that's Yi."

"Yes, that's a fair deal, but I still owe you something..."

"what?"

"You told me that I can still trust others, at least I can trust you..."

The girl's voice was very weak, as cold as ever, in the snow field, like flying catkins floating in the wind.

...

Midsummer night.

The clogged alleyways and the noise of feasting and feasting make every pedestrian appear impetuous.

On the roof of a small five-story building, a young man held a low-quality tobacco stick in the corner of his mouth, and looked at the smoky street with míméng eyes. There, there were people fighting, city management chasing vendors, and people who crashed into cars arguing. , seems to be another world.

It wasn't long before the boy learned to smoke, but he soon fell in love with this feeling. The hot gas poured into his lung cavity, allowing him to wake up his brain for a short time and feel his own existence.

Suddenly, a ghostly figure floated onto the rooftop and slowly walked towards the boy.

The boy turned around and looked at the girl in a water blue dress with fluttering black hair, her pretty face that had matured a lot, but she was like a lifeless puppet.

"Have you seen your mother?" the boy asked with a smile.

"See you", the girl replied lightly.

"Ah, after searching for so long, you finally found it." The young man asked curiously, "Did I tell you your real name? Could it be that your real name is also called Shiqi?"

There was no emotion in Shi Qi's watery eyes, he looked at the dark sky in the distance, and said, "I don't have a name, and besides, I killed her."

"Who?"

"The woman who gave birth to me." Seventeen said.

The young man coughed a few times, Gein choked on these words, and asked a little puzzled: "You finally found your mother, how did you kill her!?"

Seventeen replied quietly: "She is a prostitute. When I found her, she was in business. I asked her who my father was, and she said that she received so many customers every day. She didn't remember. She said, because at the beginning Some people like to make gods and pay high prices for pregnant women, so they keep me. But she didn't have enough money, so she didn't want me, and just threw me on the side of the road, so she didn't choose a name.

She asked me if I had any money, and I said no, and she asked if she wanted to do that kind of business with her, she was old and wanted me to make money to support her..."

The boy dusted off the cigarette ash and was silent for a while, "Don't you feel rushed?"

"It's more appropriate for her to live like this, or to die. At least she doesn't have to worry about money or getting old. She should be happier than living... You know, I kill people, and there will be no pain." After Qi Qi finished speaking, he turned around and snatched The half-burned cigarette butt in the boy's hand, a cold light flashed in his eyes, "I tell you, Shisan, don't smoke this kind of thing in front of me, I hate seeing you like this!"

After finishing speaking, the young girl turned and left, but the moment she turned around, a trace of crystal clear fell down.

Seeing the ghostly figure disappear into the night sky, Thirteen tilted his head and smiled, then took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

"Silly girl, you will hate it, but it's better than having no feelings at all..."