42. Go far
When Chen Yao heard Fang Xingyuan say this, she suddenly smiled, "Why, what you mean by your words, it seems that you still care about him, but are you afraid that I will kill him?"
"You can think so." Fang Xingyuan nodded, "That's the truth. You didn't bring him here, but it made me worry."
When Chen Yao heard this, her face looked a little bit straight, "Then are you going to eliminate the devil and defend the way?"
"Why not? Even though you are wearing human bodies, you are a demon after all."
Fang Xingyuan said, there was murderous intent in the evening breeze, just like the sea of blood of Shura, which was intimidating.
Chen Yao frowned slightly, felt the sword intent in the wind, and her face became even more solemn, "Shura Dao."
Fang Xingyuan smiled softly, moved his fingers, and the sword force wrapped in the evening breeze slashed towards Chen Yao.
The polite words have been said, and there is no need to hesitate when it is time to take action. After all, demons and people have different paths. No deviations are allowed in that plan.
If there are signs of deviation, just erase it.
The two were only a few meters apart, and the sword force almost instantly slashed on Chen Yao's body. Then, she was shattered and turned into water droplets all over the sky and disintegrated.
"Classic."
Fang Xingyuan's expression remained unchanged, but he glanced at the right from the corner of his eyes. In an instant, a sword intent slashed in the air.
The "sword" of the six techniques in his hands had reached the point where his eyes were full of sword power. The point where the sword energy reached was.
‘Bang!’
The sword energy is reversed, and it is a water-transformed clone again.
"So it's an illusion." Fang Xingyuan curled his mouth and a sword light flashed in his eyes. He only heard a crisp sound of glass breaking around him, and then the gentle evening breeze blew across the ends of his hair again.
In front of me, Chen Yao was still standing quietly two meters away.
However, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes. Obviously, she didn't expect that with the illusion she set, Fang Xingyuan saw through it with just two moves, and even broke out in the blink of an eye.
This is enough to prove Fang Xingyuan's strength.
"You are indeed much stronger than that guy, Lao Gui." Chen Yao said, "He could not do this at your age."
Fang Xingyuan didn't say anything, just raised his hand and pointed it, and a blood-colored sword energy slashed over.
Since you have already taken action, there is no need to make more noise. Whether you are dead or alive, everything in front of you will be killed.
Chen Yao's face was solemn, her plain white fingers stood in front of her, as if she had a flower-shaped gesture. Then, a somewhat illusory clam shell appeared in front of her.
The clam shell is snow-white, but transparent, with light blue water vapor lingering on it, like a weaving cloth, like a dream.
The sword energy fell, and only the water beads of star dots jumped up, sputtering on the surrounding walls and on the ground.
Fang Xingyuan's eyes were slightly deeper, and his tone was fluctuating, "It was rumored that when the demon clan became a saint, he would condense his natal treasure. He originally thought it was just a legend, but he didn't expect it to be true."
Chen Yao smiled slightly, but there was no ease in her tone, "The 'shark teeth' left by the previous demon saint are broken, but the 'spirit shell' of this seat is exactly the opposite."
Fang Xingyuan looked at it for a moment and waved a sword energy casually.
Sure enough, the sword energy has not even jumped up now, but it dissipated as soon as it touched.
"If it weren't for Shura's sword energy, would it be completely useless?"
Fang Xingyuan's sword eyebrows frowned slightly, his right hand slanted to his eyes, and a layer of transparent blood gradually surged on it, like glass.
Similarly, a trace of pain inevitably appeared in his eyes, which was captured by Chen Yao.
"You are so arrogant." Chen Yao was amazed, but she praised a lot. "Shura blood sea, evil spirits are everywhere, but you want to do the opposite. I really don't know if you should say you are smart or seeking death."
"You don't have to worry about this." Fang Xingyuan closed his eyes, and when his right hand was about to wave it, he suddenly looked at the entrance of the alley behind Chen Yao's back.
"It seems that your status in that kid's heart is quite high."
Fang Xingyuan said in a light tone, then waved his hand, and his blood dissipated and returned to normal.
Chen Yao's eyes flashed and his power was also dissipated. He just said indifferently: "If that kid hadn't been of some use, I would have eaten him long ago."
"Is that right?" Fang Xingyuan lowered his head and smiled, looked at her deeply, his eyes paused on the shirt she was wearing, and then turned and left.
"If I remember correctly, a mirage demon, it seems that he only eats seafood."
Under the street light, the shadow of Fang Xingyuan was pulled away in the dim light, but the back was a little heavy and bleak.
It seems like I have carried thousands of people.
...
Chen Yao watched Fang Xingyuan leave, then turned around, and looked at the figure who had walked from not far away with her hands behind her back.
Ji Xu was folding his hands in his pocket, and the short-sleeved cuffs were blown by the wind, and he walked over slowly.
"Aren't you not allowed to follow you?" Chen Yao asked first with a calm face.
Ji Xu seemed to have just seen her, and he was slightly stunned and said, "Ah, what a coincidence, you'll go here too."
His tone was relaxed, as if he was answering "Have you eaten?" "Oh, I ate" casually, but the relaxation and smile in his words could not be concealed.
"Hmph." Chen Yao snorted lightly, turned her head and walked with her feet, ignoring him.
"Are you full? Do you want to eat more?" Ji Xu raised his heel and asked.
"Didn't someone say I'm not human?"
"You are all great men who have become saints... and you still have the same knowledge as me."
"Boy, you know what you know. Next time, I will eat you."
"..." Ji Xu looked at the face next to him that was exactly the same as in his memory. He listened to her and felt a little soft in his heart for a moment.
Instead of treating her as Ye Lin, she is another person who is gradually no longer stranger.
"Okay." Ji Xu said.
"What's good?" Chen Yao looked at him, as if she was looking at a fool.
"Go and eat noodles."
“Have I ever said I want to eat noodles?”
"Ah, otherwise."
"Of course it's beer chicken winged crayfish."
“…”
In the gentle evening breeze, the two of them gradually walked away by the lights of thousands of houses.
On the rooftop rooftop above the alley behind him, Fang Xingyuan lay on the fence with his arms, watching the two people below walking away with laughter, with a somewhat lonely smile on his face.
"We should leave, too."
Behind her, Cai Yan was dressed in a slim fit, and her tight jeans made her legs look straight and slender.
"Yes." Fang Xingyuan nodded, but did not move.
"The old woman guarding Nanzhen has already noticed it. If she doesn't leave the Demon City, there may be trouble." Cai Yan said again.
"Xiao Yan." Fang Xingyuan suddenly called out.
"Hmm?" Cai Yan was slightly stunned. If he remembered it well, he hadn't called his name for a long time. In the usual conversation, he was just "nodding" and "um". Now, while she was a little shocked, she was also a little relieved.
"The scenery is really beautiful."
Fang Xingyuan lay on the fence, and the evening breeze blew away the hair on his forehead, shattering the ends of his hair, but his eyes were still bright, reflecting the lights of thousands of homes in the distance.
Cai Yan walked up in silence, and also lay on the fence, but he was watching Fang Xingyuan beside him.
His eyes were unprecedentedly gentle, with no calculating, no sharpness, and no sword light.
Some are only shining by the lights in the distance, the flickering innocence and a long-lasting relaxation.
Cai Yan felt a pain in her heart and wanted to say something.
But Fang Xingyuan suddenly pursed his lips and smiled silently. With the blink of an eye, his eyes were as deep as mountains and seas.
"Let's go."
"Um."
Chapter completed!