Junior Disciple C

Chapter 147

Why did Feng Ye become like this?

What happened when they parted?

Hao Chen's eyes moved away from Feng Ye's panicked face, he looked at Feng Ye's body, he saw overlapping welts, probably not long after he was injured, the open wound had not yet healed, and it was fresh blood.

I also saw the heavy shackles bound on his hands and feet, and the connection between the wrists and the shackles was pressed out with blue bruises.

Hao Chen's heart trembled suddenly, he finally realized that the real important thing at the moment was not to think about the reason why Feng Ye became like this, but to rescue Feng Ye.

He immediately moved forward, but was firmly stopped by soldiers in heavy armor. The eyes exposed behind the ghost face were the decree that no passage was allowed.

This soldier was slightly taller than Hao Chen, but Hao Chen looked up at him, not only without fear, but also with condescending anger.

"You dare to stop me!" Hao Chen scolded, the spiritual power gathered in his palm, the spiritual power should be saved in the endless vision, but now is not the time to save it, nothing is important to save his dragon .

Hao Chen waved his folding fan, but he didn't stay strong. Even if the person in front of him was an elephant weighing several tons, he should have been blown away by his fan.

At the same time, he walked forward again. This time, he easily passed through the soldiers' obstruction and came to the blocked altar area.

However, after Hao Chen broke through the human wall formed by the soldiers, he did not continue to move forward.

He suddenly looked back.

Although Fang Yang and Cao Zirui have been closely following Hao Chen, they were still one step behind Hao Chen, so when Hao Chen used his strength advantage and squeezed to the forefront of the crowd without grace, they were stopped in the crowd outside.

The two have been trying to push away the crowd. In terms of physical fitness, they are actually much stronger than the surrounding residents, but after all, they are too thin-skinned. They can't learn how to push forward without any scruples like Hao Chen. was stopped outside.

They were still on the outermost side of the crowd until the sacrifice ceremony started and when the sacrifice was pushed down the Jiubuya Cliff.

They could see the scene on the Jiubu Cliff, but they couldn't see the group of chained people where Feng Ye was.

Although they tried and failed repeatedly, the two did not give up, they wanted to find a gap in the crowd and squeeze to the front to meet Hao Chen.

They were just sticking behind the crowd in front of them. Suddenly, they were supposed to be crowded and hard to get into. They suddenly succeeded in taking a big step forward.

This step was taken so suddenly that both of them were unprepared. If it weren't for the foundation laid by daily sword practice, both of them have good balance, and they would have to fall directly to the ground this time.

When he regained his balance and raised his head again, he met Hao Chen's eyes looking back in front of him.

The sight of the three of them was unobstructed, they looked at each other straight, and also stared blankly at each other.

Because, among the people blocking them, the bodies that should have been impenetrable have all become transparent virtual images.

After Hao Chen swung that blow, the soldiers blocking the way were still standing in place, but Hao Chen also took a step forward smoothly. He directly passed through the soldiers' chests without touching any physical objects. , like passing through a mirage-like phantom.

The same is true for Fang Yang and Cao Zirui, they are still in the virtual image of the crowd.

The virtual image was superimposed on the two of them, and the virtual image became lighter and weaker. Not only the portrait, but also the floor tiles under their feet, the surrounding buildings, and everything in the Western Qiang Imperial City were getting lighter.

As if to disappear.

This realization made Hao Chen anxious immediately. He didn't care whether it was false or not, he found Feng Ye with great difficulty, and he must take him away.

So Hao Chen stopped staring at Fang Yang and the others. He turned around and ran towards Feng Ye.

Like everyone else in the Western Qiang Imperial City, Feng Ye's figure was fading away.

He also didn't notice Hao Chen's approach, he was still looking in the direction of Jiubuya, and hadn't recovered from his panic.

Hao Chen ran with all his strength, and finally, he came to Feng Ye before Feng Ye's figure completely disappeared.

Without even thinking about it, Hao Chen gathered his spiritual power in his palm, and then reached out and grabbed Feng Ye's wrist, trying to break through the barrier of the illusion and pull Feng Ye out of the Western Qiang Imperial City that he did not belong to.

The delicate touch of the skin came from the fingertips, and he grasped the real thing.

Hao Chen was overjoyed, Feng Ye's shadow that had faded to almost transparent also stopped showing signs of dissipating, and he pulled Feng Ye towards him forcefully.

The person being pulled by him took a step forward, as if he had escaped from the shackles of that layer of illusion, his body changed from real to virtual, and then from virtual to real again.

The joy in Hao Chen's heart spread to his face. He didn't let go of Feng Ye's wrist, but still held it tightly. He looked at Feng Ye's face.

Feng Ye smiled slightly at him.

Hao Chen should have smiled back, and after saying hello, he added a series of excessive demands for praise and rewards.

If Feng Ye still had the same face.

The face in front of him was indeed Feng Ye's, and it was Feng Ye's true appearance. That face was so beautiful that he could never forget it, but at the same time he was heroic, the face of the god of war.

It wasn't the first time Hao Chen saw this face, but it was the first time he got so close to it.

Moreover, he was actually used to Feng Ye's disguised appearance. Although his disguised appearance was very ordinary, to others ordinary, in Hao Chen's picky eyes, it was already considered ugly.

But no matter how ugly it was, since the love filter was added, the beauty value of this face soared in Hao Chen's heart.

Feng Ye suddenly changed back to his original appearance, and Hao Chen was a little at a loss.

Obviously, Feng Ye still had that ordinary face before, why did he change it after pulling it?

After being acquainted, Hao Chen felt a little doubtful again.

This doubt lasted until he met Feng Ye's eyes. Feng Ye's golden eyes, which should have been clear and beautiful, were as bright as the sun at noon, but now they were a pool of black with no depth.

As if struck by a thunderbolt, Hao Chen opened his eyes wide.

He finally remembered that Feng Ye's original appearance was not unique to Feng Ye, and so was the impostor.

In Beihai City, he had seen the other party pretending to be Feng Ye to deceive Xue Ren.

After Hao Chen realized this, he immediately let go of "Feng Ye"'s wrist. He wanted to take a few steps back to distance himself from the impostor transformed by the black snake.

However, just as he was about to let go, the man in front of him who looked almost the same as Feng Ye grabbed his wrist first.

The man smiled and said, "Look at your expression, don't you have a lot to say to me? Why don't you say it?"

Hao Chen tried to pull out his hand, but he couldn't pull it back.

His strength in human form is not small, but the strength in the man's hand is even greater.

His original joy of reuniting with Feng Ye was replaced by anger, and he replied angrily: "You don't even look in the mirror to see what you are, I only want to say six words to you."

"Why are you still alive?"

When Hao Chen finished speaking, he finally broke free from the man's shackles.

The man took the initiative to let go of him, and Hao Chen took a few steps back.

Facing Hao Chen's sarcasm, this man, who looked almost indistinguishable from Feng Ye, showed no anger on his face.

He might still be angry because of Hao Chen's words when he was alive, but his goal has been achieved, and the joy of achieving it makes him extra magnanimous at this moment.

He replied regretfully: "Then you are probably doomed to be disappointed."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Hao Chen directly interrupted the other party, he was too lazy to waste words with this monster, he got straight to the point: "Where's Feng Ye?"

"Didn't you see it just now?" the man asked back.

The man's tone was very flat, but every word provoked Hao Chen's anger.

He saw Feng Ye, but after stretching out his hand, he turned into the monster in front of him.

Although Hao Chen couldn't see his face, he probably knew that his face must be extremely angry at the moment.

The man also noticed this, and he smiled like a child who succeeded in pranking.

"Okay." He shook his head, as if compromising.

He gave Hao Chen an answer: "He has always been here."

"Fart!" Hao Chen finally couldn't hold back his anger, and cursed.

After the illusion of the Western Qiang Imperial City faded, the place turned into an empty darkness. Except for him and Fangyang Cao Zirui, there was only the monster in front of him.

The real Feng Ye disappeared along with the illusion.

"Where did you hide him?" Hao Chen questioned.

The man smiled, and put the blame on Hao Chen: "Kunpeng, you should have heard a saying called watching chess without saying a word. If you are willing to watch chess honestly, he will not disappear."

Still watching chess without saying a word?This monster really has a set of reasons to find out, but the reasons are all fallacies.Hao Chen thought to himself.

The man's words continued: "The human world has always said nothing but three things, but this is not the human world, but the Eternal Vision."

"In this world, the rules are determined by me. Here, there are only two things." The man raised two fingers, and he looked at Hao Chen at the same time: "Kunpeng, the first time I thought you didn't understand the rules, I forgive you once .”

"But the second time..." The corner of the man's mouth raised slightly, but his tone was full of threats: "I don't guarantee what will happen."

His tone was spot on, at least Fang Yang and Cao Zirui, who were watching from the back, were taken aback by the threat and did not dare to act rashly.

But Hao Chen was different. Instead of being frightened, he sneered and said provocatively, "I want to see what you are capable of!"

While speaking, Hao Chen directly released the spiritual power that had been secretly gathered in the fan. The spiritual power covered the fan body and extended the short folding fan to the length of a sword blade.

Using the fan as a sword, he slashed at the man's neck.

The more he looked at that face that was like Feng Ye's, the more he disliked it. He had to cut off the head of this fake. See how this fake is pretending!

Hao Chen's movements were fast, his spiritual power had been secretly accumulating, and this blow was struck almost instantly.

The man seemed unable to react in time. He stood still and did not have time to dodge, and was directly hit by him.

The black pupils widened, reflecting Hao Chensen's cold face.

But after Sen Leng, he was panicked like never before.

Hao Chen has encountered so many things since he was in the lower realm, and he has never been as panicked as he is at this moment.

He did cut the man's neck, but he didn't decapitate him.

The folding fan in his hand that turned into a sword with spiritual power suddenly turned into a red-hot soldering iron emitting white smoke.

The other end of the soldering iron pressed deeply against Feng Ye's neck.

The handsome man in front of him turned back into the ordinary and ordinary Feng Ye with his mortal appearance.The surrounding scene also changed from the darkness back to the Western Qiang Imperial City, but it was no longer the edge of Jiubu Cliff, but another place.

The smell of burning flesh came from the tip of his nose, and... Feng Ye suppressed a painful cry in his throat.

He wanted to break free from the branding iron that was pressed deeply on his neck, but his hands and feet were locked, and his shoulders were still firmly pressed by the soldiers behind him.

He could only stand where he was, and then watched this strange man who didn't have a ghost face and looked a little different from the people around him, but was holding a soldering iron. His face was cold, and he pressed the soldering iron towards him without hesitation.

His neck was tense with pain, and cold sweat was on his forehead.

Looking at this scene, Hao Chen was so panicked that he almost lost his ability to react. After a while, he finally came to his senses and threw the soldering iron in his hand to the ground.

Feng Ye was finally freed from the burning pain. The soldiers who were pressing on his shoulders let go at the same time, and he fell to the ground exhausted.

Hao Chen stared blankly at Feng Ye, he saw the carbonized flesh on Feng Ye's neck.

Those carbonized flesh constituted a totem, branded by the Xiqiang people on the slaves, which could not be washed off for life, full of humiliation and pain.

Branded by his own hands.

"Ha ha."

The man's low laughter echoed in the air, as if mocking Hao Chen's overthinking.