Fairy, help me practice

　Chen Yao returned to the moment when he first entered the gatehouse.

　The same hawking sounds, the same various smells.

　The same hot summer.

　Chen Yao leaned on his hands and looked at the sun, but his heart was cold.

　The author says:

Chapter 372 Looking for You in the Cyclic Years

　"Selling a sword, a precious sword that has been passed down for five generations, three thousand..."

　The knife seller stopped talking.

　Chen Yao stood in front of her. She raised her head slightly. Under the bamboo hat was a face with a scar.

　Only now did Chen Yao realize that this was a woman, and she looked very heroic.

　But her scar now gave Chen Yao a cold feeling, as if a centipede was crawling on his face.

　The sun was still hot, but Chen Yao felt like he was soaking in water that had been sealed for a thousand years.

　He was already in the water, deep in Grasshopper Lake.

　"I remember you said before that it was a single-line inheritance for three generations."

　Chen Yao picked out a mistake, but he just said it casually and didn't care at all.

　The knife seller raised an eyebrow: "Looking for trouble?"

　Swords flashed, and before she could draw her sword, she was cut by the sword network, and her body was crisscrossed and torn.

　Blood gushed out of the wound, dyeing the streets red.

　The body parts fell to the ground, forming a pile of smelly meat.

　People in the street were running for their lives. Several vendors knocked over their oil pans. The stench of burnt frying meat mixed with the smell of blood filled the air, overpowering the smell of fireworks in the street.

　Chen Yao sheathed his sword without even glancing at the street.

　This time he did not go to look for Yun Jiang, but came to the abandoned alley where Ling Ning's friend was.

　He was prepared to sit back and wait.

　I don’t know if it’s because no one lives here, but the sun here doesn’t seem as strong as outside.

　The setting sun sank behind the western wall, spilling blood all over the sky and dripping into Chen Yao's eyes.

　Chen Yao stood up and stretched his muscles.

　The door was banged open like last time.

　This time, it was Ling Ning.

　She covered her belly, looked at Chen Yao, and stretched out her hand for help.

　"help me……"

　She fell down.

　Chen Yao's pupils shrank, and he took a quick step forward without holding Ling Ning.

　A phantom light suddenly burst in from outside the door.

　Chen Yao turned around and retreated, and the ground was covered with flying debris.

　A man fell to the ground covered in blood, grabbed Ling Ning's neck and lifted her up in his hand.

　"Let her go!"

　"I thought there were only kids to kill here. Great!"

　The man threw Ling Ning aside, no more gently than throwing away a dead dog.

　The phantom light rose again, meeting Chen Yao's sword shadow that covered the sky.

　The sword shadow converges.

　Chen Yao came to Ling Ning and held her in his arms.

　"Snapped!"

　Behind him, the man's head was smashed into pieces like a watermelon, and red and white liquid sprayed out like rain.

　"How about it?"

　Chen Yao looked at Ling Ning's distracted eyes and knew it was too late.

　Ling Ning clutched his collar tightly, blood gushing from her mouth. She asked vaguely, "Why... didn't you come earlier?"

　As Ling Ning's vision fell into darkness, the world also fell into darkness.

　Chen Yao opened his eyes.

　The same street market, the same hawking sounds.

　He was getting impatient.

　"Buy a sword, a precious sword that has been passed down for six generations, four..."

　The sword flashed, and the knife seller's head fell to the ground.

　Silence enveloped the streets, only to be driven away by shouts and hysteria.

　Chen Yao released his spiritual sense and strode to the back of a person who was drinking silently in the tavern.

　The figure turned around and was pierced through the eyebrows by a sword.

　Chen Yao didn't even look at him and turned to walk towards the next target.

　In the brothel, the prostitute who was leaning against the building to sell her smiles was disemboweled by Chen Yao.

　In the attic, the young lady waiting to be married was cut in half by Chen Yao.

　On the painting boat, in the alley, in the court...

　One after another, Chen Yao was hunting down the people from the Demon Sect.

　Finally, he came to the abandoned alley where Ling Ning's friend lived.

　The man I killed last time was waiting there.

　Chen Yao chased him here from three streets ago.

　The man sneered, "You have a cruel heart."

　"Slay demons and demons."

　Chen Yao took out the small silver gourd and shot out the Fire Spirit Jade Sword and another flying sword.

　The stream of fire and sword energy surged towards the man like raging waves in the sea.

　The man raised his lips in a sneer.

　The sound of the 筚篥 blew simultaneously from all around the alley. A strong wind pulled at Chen Yao from behind, and he jumped up from the ground to dodge.

　A red light suddenly burst out above his head, and as he approached, it quickly spread out and turned into a huge red mirror.

　In the mirror, his reflection suddenly grinned and grabbed him by the throat.

　Lights came at him from below, he couldn't dodge, and his body was torn apart.

　The world collapsed in the chill of pain and blood loss.

　Chen Yao returned to the starting point again.

　"Selling a sword, a precious sword that has been passed down for seven generations, 4,500 strings of cash..."

　Chen Yao came to the knife seller.

　The knife seller raised an eyebrow and looked at him.

　Chen Yao threw her a piece of fairy jade: "It's worth your knife."

　Without saying anything, he snatched the knife from the knife seller's hand.

　The knife seller stared blankly at him as he walked into the tea stall.

　Yun Jiang was finishing the last sip of the iced drink.

　When Chen Yao came in front of her, she frowned and glanced at him sideways, looking unhappy.

　"Clang!"

　Chen Yao threw Qiankunwudipan in front of her.

　"This is what you gave me. I came from the future. You can drive out your magic weapon now. I have a way to lock it."

　Yun Jiang picked up Qian Kun Wu Di Pan and looked at it, his face full of confusion.

　"I know you're here to fight the Demon Sect to the death. I want to join you. But on the condition that we find your successor and rescue her companions."

　"?"

　"???"

　Yun Jiang looked at him with her beautiful eyes wide open, her lips curled up, not knowing what to say.

　Because it seemed like everything had been said to him.

　But she was not the kind of person who would worry too much. Since Chen Yao knew everything about her, there was no point in worrying about it anymore.

　She stuffed Qian Kun Wu Di Pan into her arms and said, "Okay."

　Chen Yao noticed the difference in her behavior this time.

　"where are we going?"

　Yun Jiang held the sword in his hand and made a move to stand up.

　Chen Yao sat down and said, "We are waiting for your successor here. Boss, please give us three more bowls of iced drinks."

　A hint of doubt flashed across Yun Jiang's eyes, and he nodded: "Okay."

　The hot wind blew through the awning and lifted the sleeves of the two people.

　The two of them had their own thoughts and no one said much.

　Yun Jiang kept looking at Chen Yao from the corner of his eyes, constantly thinking about his purpose.

　And his identity.

　After a while, the timid and pitiful little Ling Ning appeared in the tea stall and approached Chen Yao and Yun Jiang cautiously.

　When she saw Yun Jiang, she opened her little mouth and let out a soft "wow" in admiration.

　I have never seen such a cool beauty in my life.

　Yun Jiang narrowed his eyes and glanced at her.

　Ling Ning felt a little scared by being stared at and stopped in her tracks. This woman looked like she was not easy to fool, so she was considering whether to change to another store to cheat her.

　Chen Yao waved to her: "Come, I'm waiting for you. If you delay any longer, your iced candied drink will become hot candied drink."

　"?"

　Ling Ning was confused and alert. She turned around and was about to leave, but her collar was tightened and she was picked up by Yun Jiang and thrown onto the bench.

　"My dear lady, please don't harm my life! I've only cheated a few times and never done anything evil!"

　Xiao Lingning was so anxious that she even used the white book she had eavesdropped on from the tile.

　"If he tells you to drink, you drink!"

　Yun Jiang spoke in a cold voice and squinted at Chen Yao, his meaning was very clear.

　She wanted to see what this inexplicable person was up to.

Chapter 373 The spring breeze begins to bloom

　Ling Ning drank a cup of iced drink helplessly under the stares of two strange, weird and overbearing people.

　"Can I leave now?"

　She blinked her big, pitiful eyes.

　Chen Yao smiled.