Chapter 963

Ah Hu, like Yan Zhaoge, sat on Panpan's back and looked down at Xia Guang who had left.

"That's how he left? The other side is obviously not his opponent. He's gone with a swollen face, and the injury is even worse. "

Ah Hu grinned: "isn't he bent on revenge? So, in his mind, is it more important to stick to principles than to avenge his loved ones? "

"Not necessarily." Yan Zhaoge crossed his hands and hugged his chest: "he hasn't completely cut off hope. Although there are no other places nearby except Zhaoyuan pavilion that are good at making pills, there's not no other hope at all."

"When people are not really desperate, many beliefs will not be really shaken. It can be said that they are determined or lucky."

Yan Zhaoge's face was as usual: "it's really at the last moment that people break through their original bottom line. Sometimes it seems very easy. But the bottom line is the strongest thing only at the beginning. After a breakthrough, it will break again and again."

Scratched his head, ah Hu asked, "what shall we do next, young man? Continue to observe? "

"No need." Yan Zhaoge shook his head: "I only want to know him. After all, I didn't know him before."

In the secular world, when the people are suffering from famine and war, they are in desperate situation, selling their sons and daughters, and changing their sons to eat, which is a real human eating thing.

But the desperate situation of completely cutting off hope is an unusual situation for ordinary life.

It happened naturally. There was nothing to do.

But deliberately forcing people to retreat to the desperate situation, but still requires him to adhere to human nature, morality and faith, this kind of forced torture, itself has been a kind of inhumanity.

In this case, those who still stick to it and prefer to die rather than surrender are worthy of admiration, but those who deliberately create this situation are tantamount to deliberately depriving each other of their lives.

Yan Zhaoge didn't care about taking people's lives, but he didn't plan to kill Xia Guang.

Ah Hu said with a simple smile, "I don't see anything else, but I see a little bit. Don't talk about him with one eye, or the benefactor may become an enemy."

The summer light in front of me was originally a gunfight temper, and it was on the spot.

If people laugh at him for having one eye, he will explode at once.

Just now, it was the leader of the pavilion of Zhaoyuan who apologized first. Otherwise, Xia Guang would not be merciful.

Even if you don't touch other people, don't use qinghuidan. Xia Guang will kill the one who laughs at him and then leave.

At the moment, although he left Zhaoyuan Pavilion, Xia Guang's heart was also very unhappy, like a raging lion.

He stood in the dense forest of Mianshan mountain, looking at the vast heaven and earth in the distance, and finally his restlessness was relieved.

Calm down, Xia Guang can't help but wry smile: "as a result, the pill still didn't get it, what should I do next?"

He raised his hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth again, and he was depressed: "I can't even do my own things now. How can I find my elder brother and elder sister, and how can I avenge everyone?"

The three steps of simple planning hit the wall in the first step.

Xia Guang is in a depressed mood. Subconsciously, he looks back at the direction of Zhaoyuan Pavilion and immediately shakes his head to get back on the road.

He's going to go a little further, and then he's going to ask someone if there's any other magic medicine nearby that can cure his injury.

Xia Guang walked for a while, and suddenly heard a scream from above.

He looked up and immediately opened his eyes.

The three foot mountain elder who just got rid of him appeared in the sky.

What shocked Xia Guang even more was that a sword light flashed, and the three foot mountain elder's man soared to the sky at first.

He hurriedly looked at the sword light, and saw a giant bear with black and white fur and two big black eyes, standing on four feet and hanging in the sky.

On the back of the beast, a young man in white and blue stretched out one hand, two fingers in his food stood side by side like a sword, and the sharp points of his fingers flashed.

Xia Guang looks at the scene in front of him. His first feeling is not pleasure and hatred, but loss.

The enemy who just killed himself and fought hard but still ran away died so easily in someone else's hands

He subconsciously leaned forward and saw that the corpse of the three foot mountain elder who had already separated was falling from the sky.

Ordinary people fall down from such a high place, afraid that it will be bloody.

But even though the three foot mountain elder was seriously injured, his body was extremely strong.

At this moment, there is no life, falling to the ground, still not broken, just rolling in the dust.

The face of the head still had a look of horror.

Xia Guang stared at the head, and after a while, he burst out laughing, laughing back and forth.

But after laughing, he turned to crying.

Yan Zhaoge patted Pan Pan Pan's head lightly, and Pan Pan fell to the ground.

Xia Guang was shocked and stopped crying. He looked up at Yan Zhaoge and said, "you You are... "

Yan Zhaoge replied calmly, "my name is Yan. I'm Guangcheng mountain yanzhaoge."

"Guangcheng mountain, Yan Zhaoge?" Xia Guang was even more surprised. After a long pause, he suddenly saluted Yan Zhao's song: "my name is Xia, and my name is Xia Guang. I'm also from the south-east yangtianjing. I'm the son of Lei Fengxia's family in liangu mountain."

"These three foot mountain people killed my whole family, but I was not strong enough to avenge. Thank you for avenging me!"

Yan Zhaoge looks up and down at Xia Guang.

Because in the previous war, his appearance had changed from a young man in prime to a gray one, and he was about to go into old age.

Different from many martial artists, their appearance changes according to their own thoughts.

The change of Xiaguang's appearance reflects the change of his Shouyuan.

When Yan Zhaoge met him for the first time, in terms of the life span of a martial saint, Xia Guang was extremely young and was really the same as a young man.

At the moment, compared with his life span, he is really about to enter old age.

"On my way to find zongyuanguan's cave, I once passed liangu mountain. I heard about your family." Yan Zhaoge said frankly, "I just didn't know at that time that there were still orphans left in the Xia family."

Xia Guang hears the words, remembers the dead family member, in the heart reappears the sad meaning.

"I met many three legged warriors in zongyuanguan cave. This man is just one of them." Yan Zhaoge's eyes swept over the ground, and the elder of SANZU mountain, who was different from himself, said, "they are all murderers of your Xia family, don't they?"

Xia Guang immediately clenched his teeth: "it must be! At that time, the headmaster of SANZU mountain personally brought people to kill my Xia family! "

"I've killed them all." Yan Zhaoge said lightly.

Xia Guang is stunned at hearing the words.

Yan Zhaoge continued, "however, you don't need to thank me. I killed them because they competed with me for the treasures of zongyuanguan cave."

"Then Thank you, too! " Xia Guang said excitedly when he returned to God.

Yan Zhaoge put his hands behind him and looked at Xia Guang: "what are you going to do next? It's not the whole SANZU mountain that destroys your Xia family and those who enter the cave of Zongyuan temple. They have many disciples in the gate of Qingfeng plateau. "

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