【Small Extra Two】

In his life, he never had the word regret.

This was how he left the Xie family back then.

This is how it is to change your name to "Wu Shi" for yourself.

Later, the same was true for the battle with Cui Youwang.

The sky is great, the earth is great, there is no king, no father, no teacher.

The sky is vast and the earth is vast, and no one has ever left a trace in his heart.

Chen Qiao will not be that exception.

When he first met Chen Qiao, he was just a proud disciple of "Qi Fengge" to Yan Wushi.

The regrets of fighting with Qi Fengge back then may be found in Shen Qiao.

But soon he found out that he was wrong.

Such a blind man has almost all his martial arts. Even if he throws him on the street, no one else will give him a piece of copper.

The former head of Xuandu Mountain has been completely finished.

Yan Wushi sneered in his heart, with a kind of malicious playfulness.

Qi Feng Pavilion has a hero for a lifetime, but his vision of choosing disciples is really not very good.

Since you can't be an opponent, you can only be a plaything.

A hypocritical leader, if his hands are covered with innocent blood, can he still maintain his original aloofness?

It must not be possible.

But it was another pastime that could predict the ending, Yan Wushi thought so.

Suddenly it was boring.

But he didn't expect that he would have a mistake.

The blind man actually persisted again and again.

Faced with the betrayal of his fellow disciples, Yan Wushi looked at the other party's expression and almost thought he would cry.

But Chen Qiao didn't.

"Everyone in the world said you were wrong, and the people you closest to betray you. Don't you feel desperate?" he asked Chen Qiao.

The blind man did not answer. He turned his head and faced the drizzle outside the window, with the remaining flowers in the rain.

But Yan Wushi knew that the other party could not see it at all.

"You can't move forward, you can't retreat behind, you can't move around you. It's better to die than to die." Yan Wushi said softly, looking at the blind man, "Did you say so?"

"No." The blind man sighed softly, and there was actually a hint of compassion. "I was wrong, I can change it. But I won't die, I'm afraid I will disappoint Master Yan."

Is that true? Yan Wushi hummed silently.

That's just because you haven't reached a real desperate situation.

When he fought with Cui Youwang, Yan Wushi's Taihua sword was taken away by the other party and has not been taken back for many years.

After Cui Youwang's death, Taihua Sword also fell into the hands of his apprentice Sang Jingxing.

But Yan Wushi's martial arts had already taken a different approach, and Taihua sword was optional for him.

Sang Jingxing didn't know that it was a great shame for Yan Wushi. He specially asked someone to bring a message and said that the Taihua Sword should be exchanged for "Zhu Yangce".

Naturally, Yan Wushi could not do this, but he came up with a better idea: to exchange it with Chen Qiao, the former leader of the world's number one sect.

This was not only an extreme danger, but also an extreme humiliation for Chen Qiao, because the dignified Xuandu Mountain Master was not as good as a dispensable Taihua Sword.

Yan Wushi's fingers fell on Shen Qiao's forehead and gently meandered to his chin.

The pale skin looks a little sick, and the neck is slender and delicate, as if it breaks with a slight pinch, but the person under this skin has a strong and pride.

He knew Sang Jingxing and knew what the other party might do to such a Chen Qiao.

So, Chen Qiao, what would you do?

This is a very interesting choice.

When Yan Wushi knocked on the door of Bailongguan, he began to think about the answer to this question.

Chen Qiao, would you choose to surrender or rather be broken?

Moonlight night.

Chen Qiao looked at Yan Wushi coldly and Sang Jingxing who was standing not far away.

Perhaps it was not cold, but the moonlight sprinkled silver on the other person's face, making the whole face feel a bit cold.

Looking at his calm face, Yan Wushi suddenly felt a little regret in his heart.

But this regret is not enough to change his mind.

"You are too weak, Ah Qiao." He bent down and gently pulled the other person's hair on his temples behind his ears, as gentle as a spring willow. "Weak people will never become great, and they are not qualified to be my opponent."

Chen Qiao just looked at him without saying a word.

"I hope you can survive." Yan Wushi chuckled, "But if you become Chen Qiao who is in a state of perseverance and has a happy life, you will be completely lost in everyone, and you will not even have the last special thing?"

He threw the sword of mountains and rivers into the arms of the other party and patted Chen Qiao on the shoulder: "Good luck."

Then, get up and leave.

His lightness skills can be reduced to an inch, but today he did not, but left step by step.

Behind him, Sang Jingxing's chuckling at Chen Qiao came with a strong sarcasm and slight contempt.
Chapter completed!