C4

His fists struck the rocks, his legs kicked against the rocks, and his head smashed into the rocks. After going through a hell-like training, it didn't have much effect, but instead, he was riddled with injuries and was staggering as he walked.

Not far away, two guards from the Spiritual Energy Stage were quietly protecting him. As they watched his back, they could not help but shake their heads and sigh.

"young lord... "Why are you asking for trouble like this!"

"The heavens are truly unfair, the young lord must have suffered …"

They watched as Luo Xingchen grew up, became well-mannered at the age of five, and happily moved about. No matter what the lord asked him, he always answered them like a child god.

Very few people would ever see him laugh again. If he got angry, then it would be absolutely reckless, and the Emperor himself would not be able to stop him, even if the Emperor was a god, he would only be able to kill him. Even Saints would not be able to stop him from thinking those words.

Luo Xingchen was afraid that he had already underestimated life and death, other people were afraid of death, he was not afraid, he had already lost everything, what was there to be afraid of.

The present Luo Xingchen only had one firm resolution in his heart. He would rather be smashed to pieces than to be a dog without dignity, he would rather be smashed to pieces than be a dog without dignity!

After going through half a day of self-mutilation, Luo Xingchen was once again riddled with scars. Having lost all his strength, he casually tidied up his clothes, picked up his kettle, and leisurely walked toward the Sky Cloud City with no trace of emotion on his face.

As they walked along a narrow road between two mountains, they suddenly saw a dark grey figure. It was an old man with a disheveled appearance. He had a head of white hair and was clad in a beggar's rags. His body was curled up against a stone wall.

This old man's face was covered with dirt and grime. His face was haggard, as if he lacked nutrition. He was so skinny.

However, his lean and bedraggled body had a pair of eyes that exuded a deep and astute aura.

Luo Xingchen gave her a cursory glance, then turned a blind eye and continued to walk forward.

He didn't slow down in the slightest. After so many years, he had long since seen through this world. He pitied this old man, and felt that he was a pitiful person.

"Plop!" Just as he moved forward with an indifferent expression, there was suddenly a loud sound as two hands instantly grabbed his legs, causing his heart to tremble.

He lowered his head in surprise and found that the haggard, white-haired old man was tightly hugging his legs with a pitiful look on his face. Help me. Give me a way out! This old man, I've been hungry for five days, and I'm going to die soon... "Ouch …"

As he spoke, the old man was already moaning, each of his moans full of regret.

Luo Xingchen's expression was indifferent as he casually took out a bag of coins from his waist. This was a currency exclusive to Blue Wind Continent that could be used to exchange for items.

The old man slowly opened the purse and took a look. His face immediately sank as he pouted and muttered, "This can't be eaten! This old man is so hungry that I can't walk anymore. How could I have the strength to spend money! "

After muttering, he hugged Luo Xingchen's thighs tightly, using his dirty face to rub it hard like a child, crying as he complained, "Young lad! Please do me a favor and give me a bite to eat! "Sob, sob …"

Luo Xingchen was expressionless as he calmly replied: "I don't have food on me right now, how about you let me go first and I'll go home to get some for you."

The old man was stunned at first, but soon he started to sigh with a bitter face, "Aiyo …" I don't know how much longer this old man can hold out, not to mention there are jackals, tigers, leopards and so on in this mountain. Do you have the heart to leave me here alone? Boy... "You're the best …"

Luo Xingchen frowned and was immediately troubled. This old man was as easy to deal with as butter, he couldn't help but quickly think of a countermeasure.

A moment later, he suddenly thought of something. The appearance of an old man in such a desolate place was too strange.

Luo Xingchen was suspicious. He glanced at the old man and asked: "Old Uncle, why are you here?"

The old man immediately shook his head, sighed with a trembling voice and said with a sorrowful tone, "Sigh …" My grandson has been chosen by a big shot. He said that he is some messenger from the Purple Sun Sect and wants to take my grandson as his disciple … This old man is so happy, my grandson was taken away. A few days later, a few people came to pick me up. They told me to go to the Violet Yin Sect to enjoy myself, but I was still unlucky in the end … "They fought and fought and then the demons died and they died and I didn't even know the way. It's been half a month and a few days ago, I still had some dry food. These few days, I didn't even have anything to eat. Sigh …

Hearing this, Luo Xingchen realised that the old man's grandson's talent was highly regarded by the experts, and after acknowledging him as his master, he sent someone to come get him, but in the end, something like this happened, it was truly a tragedy.

"Ouch …" "I'm hungry …" The old man held his stomach tightly, moaning in pain as he looked pitifully at Luo Xingchen, which finally moved his heart.

Therefore, Luo Xingchen carried the white-haired old man on his back and walked slowly. However, he himself was also injured, and had almost no strength left, so carrying him was extremely strenuous. Along the way, the old man coughed and moved erratically, truly an endless stream of questions.

"Ouch …" "My arms are sore …"

"Ouch …" "I have a low back pain, please go up a bit."

"..." "My legs are numb …"

Luo Xingchen was sweating profusely, but his expression was normal. His steps were slow and steady, trying hard not to sway because he did not want the old man to be injured from the fall.

The sun had set and the sky had gradually darkened. A gust of cold wind blew, allowing Luo Xingchen to finally feel that his breathing had become a lot smoother, as the sweat on his body also gradually evaporated.

In the darkness behind him, there were a few people silently watching him, not letting him discover that these people were all martial servants with loyal God Luo Mansion.

"Sigh, young lord is really kindhearted … The heavens have mercy on us. " A martial servant silently sighed.

"He was born with a kind personality. If it wasn't for what happened seven years ago, how could he have become like this?!"

The sky finally became dark. Luo Xingchen panted, and as he carried the old man on his back while riddled with wounds, he finally arrived at a tavern. He put the old man down and shouted, "Innkeeper, bring out all the delicious food here!"

"Ok, please wait a moment, sir."

Not long after, he had served a table full of dishes. The old man had already started to wolf down his food, gulping down the dishes one after another, causing Luo Xingchen to stare blankly at him. He was absolutely convinced that the old man had gone mad from hunger.

He began to slowly pick up the dishes and slowly chewed on them. A moment later, the table of food had been swept clean by the old man.

Luo Xingchen slowly drank his wine. He was almost full, the old man sat opposite him proudly with one foot on the corner of the table, using broken bones to pick his teeth, his feet looked like they had never been washed, releasing the stench of hunger. Luo Xingchen did not mind that at all.

Right at this moment, two people walked into the store. A man and a woman, both wearing bamboo hats, a black shirt, a white shirt, a man and a woman, both armed with weapons.

Just as they sat down, they pinched their noses. The woman glanced at the old man next to her with a look of disgust and said coldly, "Humph, where did this beggar come from? Hurry up and get out of here!"

The old man acted as if he was deaf and did not care, while Luo Xingchen drank his wine and glanced at the two.

"Bam!" The man in black suddenly slammed the table, causing the teacup to tremble and leap up before landing on the table with a "ding dang dang" sound.

The old man was so scared that his whole body shivered and he fell to the ground. Luo Xingchen frowned.

The black robed man stood up and walked quickly towards the trembling old man. He said, "I'll give you three breaths of time, go away! Either die! "

Aiyah …" "Ahh!" The old man's entire body trembled. He got up in a sorry state and hid behind Luo Xinghe, cowering in fear.

Luo Xingchen immediately stood up and calmly looked at the black clothed man, saying: "Give me face, this is my elder."

The black clothed man immediately glanced at Luo Xingchen's body coldly. His black clothed was also worn out by the friction of the rocks, and there were still some bruises on his face.

He laughed coldly and mocked coldly, "Heh heh … Two beggars, one big and one small. Give you face? Who do you think you are? "

With that, he placed a hand on his sword's hilt, ready to pull it out. For a moment, the entire tavern was filled with killing intent.

The owner and waiter were so scared that they hid in the dark and didn't dare to come out.

Luo Xingchen remained expressionless as he stared at the person in front of him. Although he did not have a cultivation realm, he could still deduce that these two people were Spiritual Energy Stage experts and he, a cripple, was also injured.

But Luo Xingchen remained calm and did not have any fear, the icy cold look in his eyes made the black clothed man angry, he immediately unsheathed his sword, and just at that moment, Luo Xingchen shot out like a bowstring at the black clothed man, causing him to be unable to even unsheathe his sword.

The black clothed man was shocked and immediately wanted to attack. However, Luo Xingchen knocked him down and then used both of his hands to reach the black clothed man's face like claws, piercing straight into his eyes, fast and ruthless! Firm and accurate!

"Chi!" Ah — — The black clothed man cried out miserably, his eyes were instantly pierced blind by Luo Xingchen's finger, and fresh blood flowed out of his body. His entire body erupted with power, and with a burst of energy, he instantly sent Luo Xingchen flying backwards like a kite with its string cut, he crashed onto a table and let out a cracking sound, causing blood to gush out of his mouth.

On the other hand, the black clothed man's face was fierce. He clenched his teeth, took a flying step, and viciously shouted, "I'll let you die!"

Luo Xingchen's eyes turned red, she instantly used all her strength and stood up, and quickly rushed towards the black clothed man!

"Chi!" The black clothed man's sword accurately pierced through his chest, but his face didn't have the slightest change in expression. Instead, he stretched out his body and powerfully charged forward, causing the sword to stab even deeper into his chest. He ignored everything and hugged the black clothed man's body, like a wolf, he opened his mouth wide and fiercely bit the black clothed man's throat!

"Crack!" Blood splattered everywhere. The black-clothed man didn't expect that this youth would not even dodge. His throat was crushed into pieces and he died. His neck tilted as his body fell backwards to the ground.

As for Luo Xingchen, she had a sword stabbed to her chest as she stood there trembling with a cold smile on her face. Her two rows of teeth were completely stained with flesh and blood, and her pair of bloody red eyes was staring straight at the white-robed woman, causing her to feel cold all over, and her expression to change drastically!