The capital of Daxia, the prison guard.

The evening sun is a little dim.

"Li Si and his group must be muttering and cursing me again." He An stood by the window of the side hall, accidentally glanced at Li Si and muttered. He subconsciously touched his eyebrows.

If it was before, he didn't care, but now he can't do it anymore, he's really a little broken.

After all, there was a black lightning sound like Li Si in the middle of his eyebrows. How could he be in a good mood when the countdown was made for the gods?

Especially recently, Li Si's black interest seems to have stopped rising, and he is a little uncomfortable.

However, he followed Li Si's gaze.

He An was stunned for a moment, and looked at Chen Zheng who had just walked into the gate of the prison guards, and his heart was slightly relieved.

"Class leader." Chen Zheng walked quickly to He An.

"Chen Zheng, nothing big happened in Yuan Jian Sect..." He An nodded. Chen Zheng's appearance made him very relieved. After all, the sword was obviously heavy and he was indifferent.

People from the Yuanjian Sect will definitely think that they are still practicing swords.

He An was very satisfied with his operation.

"No major incident happened. I have broken off relations with the Yuanjian Sect and swear to be loyal to the He family." Chen Zheng looked respectful and lowered his head when he heard this.

He An originally looked at Chen Zheng's appearance and nodded in praise. It seemed that Chen Zheng was the one who was most worry-free.

But listening to Chen Zheng's words, He An felt something was wrong and thought about it carefully.

He An's expression slowly became stiff, and he looked at Chen Zheng silently, as if he was confirming something?

"Did you break off your relationship when you go back?" He An spoke in disbelief, looked at Chen Zheng's eyes, and even doubted life.

"Since you have achieved enlightenment by breaking your sword, that's what it should be." Chen Zheng nodded naturally.

This was natural, and He An didn't know what to say.

This is called nothing big happening, then what big thing is.

He An was completely in a bad mood and he still swears to follow the He family to the death.

It would be strange if the leader of the Yuanjian Sect didn't mention killing him.

I'm going to play with it again.

But obviously, there is more than that news from Chen Zheng.

"Clan leader, when I went, Li Zhanchen's sword intentions were perfected and he kept in mind the three-year agreement. When I left, he vowed to reach the realm of no sword in his hand and a sword in his heart. If he did not reach the three-year agreement, you don't have to wait for him."

When Chen Zheng spoke again, He An only felt his mind buzzing.

He An turned his head silently, raised his hands, and stood by the window with a lonely face, watching the evening sunset, the sun shining through some branches and side halls, shining on his face.

The half-hidden sunshine made He An feel a strong sadness.

The sun near dusk, he felt particularly like himself.

The only difference is that the sun will rise again, and he cannot see the sun tomorrow...

He An used the most familiar posture, with his hands on his back, his eyes were sad, and his whole life was indulgent. The sunset shone on his face, as if it was like a sculpture without emotion.

Chen Zheng broke off relations with the Yuan Jian Sect, and he was probably already hated by the people of the Yuan Jian Sect.

There are also people like Li Zhanchen and his group of people who have achieved great sword intentions. This is not a good thing for him.

Don't wait for him, why not wait for him.

He An muttered in his heart, and his mind also started to move, but he suddenly thought of something.

No, there is no sword in your hand and a sword in your heart. This is not what he and Chen Zheng said, so why did Li Zhanchen swear?

Could it be that Chen Zheng said to Li Zhanchen?

This made He An suddenly have a bad premonition.

"What else did he say?"

He turned to look at Chen Zheng, his eyes were inquiry, and even sought, hoping that he could hear a good news from Chen Zheng, but he was destined to be disappointed.

"If there is no breakthrough, there is no self in the world."

"I thank you."

Chen Zheng's words made He An wave his hand powerlessly. He didn't want to listen anymore, for fear that his heart would not be able to stand it, but Chen Zheng did not doubt it, but instead gave up the side hall with a little respect.

Bragging yourself, others achieve it.

The more He An thought about it, the more he was indulged in love.

He brags about Chen Zheng himself, and Chen Zheng helps him brag.

It means that he bragged in front of Li Zhanchen.

After this conversion, let’s look at what Li Zhanchen said, if you don’t break through, you will die. How can you not break through? Then...

He An watched the setting sun and disappeared quietly, as if he was like himself, falling into the abyss.

Finished.

He An looked desperate. Originally, three years later, Li Zhanchen, who thought that the grass, trees, bamboo and stone were all swords, felt ache. But now, Li Zhanchen has no sword in his hand and a sword in his heart.

A sword came out.

He..., what kind of fight is played, even if it is systematic, with Li Zhanchen's unreasonable breakthrough, he really has no confidence.

He An was in a bad mood and looked desperate.

What's this? I just stayed quietly in the prison guard. Why did I have such a disaster? Chen Zheng gave me a fatal back stab.

The more I thought about it, the worse it became. He An quietly walked out of the side hall and glanced at the purple top of the side hall.

He jumped up and sat on the top of the hall, looking at the sunshine that was still there, as if it was his last time.

Discomfortable, uncomfortable one.

He An, who was on the top of the hall, silently watched the sunset, as if he saw his tombstone on the top of Yulong Mountain.

It is placed on top of it by Li Zhanchen's long song sword.

Epitaph: Jing Yisheng's opponent, Li Zhanchenli.

With Li Zhanchen's personality, he would definitely make an epitaph like this.

He An muttered in his heart that his whole life was beyond reluctance. He thought about it, turned over and leaped, and then took out two large jars of wine from the side hall. He just wanted to get drunk now.

After all, in the future, there are not many opportunities to get drunk...

Similarly, the more you think about it, the worse it is, and Li Si also looked at Chen Zheng leaving He An's side hall with a smile.

He seemed to see a heavy pot that was about to be heavily pressed on his head.

"No, you can't sit and wait for death, otherwise..." Li Si looked at the sky and was silent for a moment. He quickly walked out of the side hall.

He really didn't want to take the blame anymore. He wanted to take refuge and had already decided where to go.

"Although it is not safe here, it is safer than here." Li Si muttered.

Although there are not as many masters in Xia Menghan, they are definitely safer than here. After all, the heavy bets that are always here really make him unable to bear it. Now Xia Wuyou wants to kill him and then go faster.

Now that night is coming, I have made a temporary decision. Well, dress up, it is best to dress up like "him" and let "him" taste the taste of taking the blame.

The more Li Si thought about it, the more he became, he put the feather fan aside, changed his outfit silently, then looked at He An on the top of the hall, and left quickly.

The man who was left at the top of the hall and stared at the night sky.

“It’s hard to live…”

A sigh and a sigh tell the vast world and the warmth of the world.

He An was confused with helpless look, and could only sigh that in this world, it is really difficult to survive. Why do the people here always carry him to a position that does not belong to him?
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