books44 Chapter 865 Wangtian City (4)
Chapter 865 Wangtian City (4)
Chapter 865 Wangtian City (Part 4)
"Don't rush him. Take your time, tell me slowly." As a woman, Zhong Han was more perceptive and noticed that Wei San's emotions were not quite right, so she gently comforted him.
"Huff... huff..."
Wei San took a deep breath to catch his breath, then hesitated and said, "That man on the official road ahead was indeed Wang Tielong. The reason for the conflict... was probably a fight over treasure with the Gong family from the south of the city... but..."
His voice trailed off at that point.
His face wore a strange expression that was both puzzled and odd.
He seemed to have witnessed a shocking scene and was still in shock.
"But what? Does Wang Tielong think he can do good deeds?" Chen Baihe said impatiently. "Make things clear so we can be prepared when we encounter him later."
“Boss…” Wei San hesitated, his expression strange, “I was watching from a distance… that Wang Tielong… seemed to be healing his opponent, doing a good deed…”
"What?" Chen Baihe was taken aback.
The sun rises from the west?
Wang Tielong, that ruthless killer, actually does good deeds and even heals the wounds of his enemies?
Every time he takes action, he eliminates the root of the problem completely.
"who?!"
"stop!!"
"Enemy attack...!!!"
At that moment, a sudden commotion arose outside the convoy.
Clang clang...
Many bodyguards suddenly drew their swords and rushed towards the direction of the chaos.
"I, Chen Baihe, am here! Who dares to act recklessly?!" Even though he still had doubts, Chen Baihe didn't bother to ask Wei San for details. He roared and rushed out of the carriage.
His body exploded like a cannonball, creating a gust of wind that rushed towards them at high speed. The gusts of wind rippled like water, blowing open the curtains of carriages and causing them to fall like meteorites in front of everyone.
"Wang Tielong?!"
Anyone who has ever seen the burly man's hideous and ugly face will never forget it.
Upon recognizing the newcomer, Chen Baihe's eyelids twitched violently, and a bright flame suddenly ignited in the dagger in his hand.
"Stop right there! Take one step forward and you'll die a horrible death!"
He flicked the blade in the wind, and it rattled as a ferocious fire serpent suddenly shot out, its heat spreading out in all directions like waves.
The surrounding bodyguards felt a wave of intense heat wash over them; their hair and eyebrows turned black and slightly curled, and a faint smell of burning rose from the air.
Wang Tielong acted as if he hadn't heard anything, his face stern, ignoring everything and stubbornly continuing to walk forward.
"You're courting death!" Chen Baihe's eyes flashed coldly. "Then let's see if your head is harder, or my blade is tougher!"
He held a knife in his hand, his aura surging, and the powerful sense of oppression was like an all-pervasive wind, sweeping across the surroundings.
"Ok?"
It was only when they were far away that they noticed something was amiss.
Wang Tielong was walking with his eyes closed, like a zombie, with a blank expression and sluggish movements, slowly walking over as if sleepwalking.
Without any unnecessary words, Chen Baihe's momentum reached its peak, and he raised the monk's knife with a roar.
boom!
The air exploded, the airflow burst out, and from him, rings of fire rippled outwards like waves. Vehicles, horses, bodyguards... anything that was even slightly close immediately had bright flames appear.
Chen Baihe could sense that something was wrong with the other party; they didn't seem to be there to fight, and there was no killing intent emanating from them.
But Wang Tielong... was never a normal person to begin with.
In case of negligence, irreparable consequences may occur...
Therefore, we must take action in advance.
Chen Baihe's figure flashed, and his flaming ring-shaped sword slashed down, unleashing a huge blade of light that shot into the sky, like a red tiger roaring to the heavens, instantly reaching Wang Tielong's front.
"Wait a minute." As the voice rang out, a white light rushed over and suddenly leaped into Chen Baihe's line of sight.
"This is…..."
Chen Baihe's pupils widened as he saw the white light shoot out like a shooting star and crash into the blade in the blink of an eye.
Clang!
The soaring blade light was instantly dispersed, and a large amount of flames exploded and splashed in all directions, instantly causing screams, shouts and neighing of horses to rise up.
Chen Baihe's body was also knocked off balance, and his monk's knife slashed off course, falling to the ground and forming a ditch several meters long.
Thump...
The white light then revealed its form, landing beside Chen Baihe; it was a wine glass that was spinning rapidly.
It was the same one he had just used.
"Brother Chen, you're being a bit too hasty. I already said it's my turn this time..." Han Yi shook his head, walking out of the carriage with a hint of helplessness.
"This..." Chen Baihe looked at him, then at the motionless Wang Tielong, his mouth agape, muttering to himself, "What... exactly happened..."
He was in the same state as Wei San, his mind a jumble of thoughts, his brain a complete mess, and he had no idea what to say.
"Brother Chen, there's no need to worry," Han Yi smiled. "In any case, the trouble is resolved, let's get going as soon as possible."
After that, he turned and left.
As Han Yi left, Wang Tielong, the woman in green, and the Gong family servants who had just arrived at a slow pace immediately followed.
"..."
Chen Baihe stood there blankly, watching the expressionless, puppet-like figures pass by him. His eyelids twitched wildly, and his mind was shaken.
The hairs on his body stood on end, and waves of coldness spread rapidly from the inside out.
Even after living and wandering the martial arts world for decades, he had never seen such a bizarre scene.
It was midday, and the sun was shining brightly.
Chen Baihe felt as if he had entered the coldest days of winter, the coldest period of the twelfth lunar month, and was even naked as he entered the ice cave.
His body shivered uncontrollably, and cold sweat slid down his back.
That man…
He recalled the scene of their conversation.
Is there a threat?
The soft laughter seemed to still linger in my ears.
Then it's my turn.
A pair of eyes that revealed neither joy nor sorrow seemed to convey an attitude of indifference towards everything.
It wasn't that he didn't care, it was that he didn't care. Chen Baihe suddenly realized this.
The infamous Wang Tielong, along with his renowned Burning Wood Blade, were probably not even ants in the eyes of the other party.
Just like a child watching ants moving house, they neither deliberately lift their feet to crush them, nor do they blink twice to see which one they step on.
There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world.
Despite years of arduous practice, I still can't escape the cycle of this saying, and am considered someone who is dispensable.
Chen Baihe couldn't help but smile wryly.
He gazed into the distance, the image of his master Yuanjue flashing through his mind, a hint of nostalgia on his face.
Inexplicable.
Chen Baihe's eyes were a little moist.
The outside world... is too dangerous.
He was a little homesick.
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"Candied hawthorn berries~ Candied hawthorn berries!"
"Rock sugar pear soup, rock sugar pear soup~~~ One penny a bowl~~~"
"The finest, most delicate silk..."
On the bustling street, two rows of houses stand side by side, pedestrians throng the streets, shouts, bargaining, and calls rise and fall, and the atmosphere of daily life is palpable.
"I want this deer, and this bunny, and this one, and this one..."
At the sugar figurine stall, a little girl with a thumb in her mouth and her eyes shining, carefully selected the figurines.
"Hehe, no rush, no rush, take your time choosing... The one in my hand is even prettier." The shop owner was a thin old man who smiled kindly, without even looking up, intently kneading the sugar figurine in his hand.
His hair was completely white, snow-white, white from the roots.
His face was weathered and worn, and he was dressed in coarse linen clothes, but his hands were exceptionally clean and slender.
"Wow!!! It's a big carp, and it's golden!!!" the little girl exclaimed in surprise.
The old man's skills were indeed superb.
The ingredients used were just ordinary syrup.
With a little twisting and turning, a lifelike golden carp appeared in no time.
The scales, gleaming in the light, look as if they were sculpted from real gold, so lifelike.
The little girl, always looking for something new, pointed at the carp and insisted, "This one, I want this one!"
"Yes, yes... take it." The old man smiled and took the wooden stick, handing it over.
"This... isn't cheap..." He had already placed the sugar figurine in front of the little girl, but showed no intention of letting go.
"Hmph. I brought money with me!" The little girl smugly reached into her pocket, her expression suddenly turning blank.
She panicked, frantically searching through her pockets for any money she might have. "Where's the money? I definitely brought so much money with me..."
"Could you...?" After searching for a while, and confirming that she didn't have any money with her, or perhaps she had money but lost it on the way, the little girl raised her head shyly.
"Didn't you bring any money?"
The old man seemed to notice the girl's embarrassment and asked with a smile.
"No, no..." The girl's face flushed red with embarrassment, turning a deep purplish-red. "I... my house is right next door, could you... give me the money right away..."
She pointed to a spot not far behind her.
It was a vast, continuous complex of majestic palace buildings shrouded in darkness.
"That won't do." Looking at the girl's longing eyes, the old man gently took the carp away and put it back on the stall. "Go home and get the money first, and come back quickly. If you come late, someone else will buy it."
"Would I lie to you?" The little girl puffed out her cheeks, slightly annoyed that she hadn't achieved her goal. "A candy is only worth a few coins. You can rest assured now that the bracelet is here."
The girl had an oval face, beautiful features, bright eyes, and fair, flawless skin. She wore gold-threaded shoes and a pure white white dress.
Such attire indicates a family no longer of ordinary wealth; the person must be either a member of the imperial family or a relative of the emperor, possessing a distinguished status.
The little girl took off her jade bracelet and threw it on the stall, then reached out to grab the golden carp.
"No."
The old man shook his head, blocking the girl's movements.
"What?" the little girl exclaimed in surprise. "This bracelet..."
"...Let alone a few sugar figurines, you could live a life of comfort and ease."
"no…..."
The old man didn't say much, he just shook his head and refused.
"And this?" The girl defiantly removed a delicate pearl earring from her ear, gritting her teeth. "This... take it! It's much more expensive than the bracelet!"
"This won't work either?" She looked at the old man who kept shaking his head, and then took off an even more expensive necklace from her neck.
Then there's the ring on her hand and the jade pendant hanging from her waist.
The old man fell silent, only shaking his head in refusal.