Smiling Proud Wanderer Chapter 18: Faith

"Haha, Junior Brother, thanks to my coming, otherwise you will be in trouble." At this moment, the young man who had just spoken out came out, it was Linghu Chong who was strictly ordered to stay in Huashan by Yue Feng.

He has been here for a long time, watching Yue Feng keep coming in until he finally fights with Sun Dazhong.

Although, with his current martial arts, he can't fail to see any ways, but I feel that Yuefeng's sword technique has changed like a ghost, and I can't see clearly. But afterwards, he finally found out that Yue Feng's situation was a bit wrong, and couldn't help but yell like this.

After Yue Feng saw it, the whole person couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Then, an unimaginable feeling of fatigue swept into his heart. Yue Feng only felt that his body was soft, and he couldn't help falling down unexpectedly.

Linghu rushed forward to support Yue Feng and said worriedly: "Junior Brother, are you okay? Is it too bad?"

Yue Feng shook his head, his voice was a little weak, and he said: "It's okay, why are you here? I don't know what made you stay on Huashan Mountain?"

"Uh, I went to see Junior Sister and saw that you were gone. I thought you must have been here, so I sneaked out by myself." Linghu Chong first dodged a bit, but soon said, "It's okay. I'm here, or you would be in danger."

"Hmph, who would use you to help, without you, I would still be able to clean up that guy." Yue Feng didn't appreciate it at all, and said.

When Linghu Chong heard this, he couldn't help feeling a little anxious, and quickly said: "You are talking nonsense, you think I didn't see it? The guy just now is a tortoise. No matter how you attack, you can't hurt him. Look, just Even himself was injured." Said this time, Linghu Chong stretched out his hand and touched Yue Feng's wound, with a gloating expression on his face.

Yue Feng moaned in pain, and didn't bother to pay attention to Ling Hu Chong. In fact, even without Linghu Chong's arrival, he still had a way to deal with Sun Dazhong. After all, even at the last moment, he still didn't use Zixia magical power. Otherwise, with the power of Zixia magical skill, even an innate master might not dare to accept it.

After hesitating for a while, Yue Feng said: "So, you have seen everything I do."

Linghu Chong couldn't help but his expression changed drastically, his face was pale, and he said, "No, no, I didn't see anything. I didn't see you killing at all." As soon as he spoke, Linghu Chong found that he had missed his mouth. , Hurriedly continued: "I just didn't expect your swordsmanship to be so high. One sword and one person, that's really cool."

Yue Feng gave Linghu a glance and said, "Okay, help me back to Huashan. There are so many people dead here. It's not a place to stay for a long time, lest people find our traces."

"Yes, yes, let's go." Linghu rushed to look at the dead corpses in the same place, and couldn't help but feel terrified, and said: "Back to Huashan, we will return to Huashan immediately. But, these corpses, do we need..."

"No, stay here, it can be regarded as a lesson for the Songshan faction. Let them know that my Huashan faction is not easy to provoke."

"Yes, Junior Brother, you are too right. You have to teach Songshan School some lessons. But Junior Brother, your face looks scary white. Is there too much blood flow? Do you need to find a place to rest? Last moment." Linghu Chong said again tirelessly.

As soon as he heard this, Yue Feng's expression suddenly became even more ugly. Immediately afterwards, he pushed Linghu Chong away, bent over, and began to vomit crazily.

After a long time, Yue Feng only felt that he almost vomited his intestines. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and said to Linghu Chong, "If you kill for the first time, you will kill as many as I did, I promise. Your face is uglier than mine. And this blood makes me disgusting."

Along the way, Linghuchong once again asked Yue Feng various questions, and Yue Feng, although he was a little bored, still answered him carefully.

When the two of them returned to Huashan, the sky was about to dawn. At this moment, Yue Lingshan still didn't wake up, but her expression was much better. Seeing this situation, the heart that Yue Feng had been holding tightly finally let go.

After tossing all night, Yue Feng said he was very tired. Suddenly, Yue Feng shifted his gaze to Ling Huchong, but saw that his brows were frowning, and he didn't know what he was thinking about. After hesitating for a while, Yue Feng asked: "What are you thinking about, tell me to hear it. Perhaps, I know the answer."

"I was thinking." Linghu Chong suddenly felt anxious on his face, and said, "I want to ask, Songshan Sect is one of the Five Sacred Sword Sects, and my Huashan Sect is also one of the Five Sacred Swords Sect. Others say the Five Swords Sect. The faction is the same, but why do people from the Songshan faction come to my Huashan faction to pick things up. And you, brother, the murderous Songshan faction, are not soft at all. This, isn’t this what the master said is the same kind of cannibalism? ? But if we don’t kill them, they will deal with us. Junior brother, do you think we are doing the right thing?"

Yue Feng looked at Linghu Chong, his eyes were full of complexity. He has always regarded Linghuchong as a child, even though Linghuchong is fifteen years old, two years older than his age. But he still didn't expect that Linghu Chong could think of so many things.

Recalling the birth of Linghu Chong, Yue Feng had some enlightenment. Linghu Chong was born an orphan and has been wandering freely. When he was ten years old, he was fortunate enough to meet Yue Buqun and joined the Huashan faction. If he is not mature enough, he might have died on the street somehow. It is said that the children who are in the early heads grow up fast, especially the people who are in trouble early.

Shaking his head, Yue Feng did not directly answer Linghu Chong’s words, but instead said, “How about the same family? Since they are not kind to us, we naturally can’t be soft. You know, there is nothing in this world. A real fellow has no real friends, only interests, naked interests. As long as there are enough interests, even fellow fellows can still kill each other; even if they are brothers, they can betrayed."

"Yes, there must be." Linghu Chong's eyes were also full of determination. Looking at Yue Feng, he no longer looked at the frivolousness of the past. Instead, he was all serious. He said, "Yes, there must be some in this world. A true friend. For example, you are my friend. In any case, we are all good brothers."

Yue Feng looked at Ling Huchong's face and couldn't help feeling a little funny.

This may be Linghu Chong's most innocent view, ideal without a trace of impurities. It's just that this piece of faith can persist in the winds and rains of the rivers and lakes. Under the temptation of power, driven by interests, and attracted by martial arts secrets, no matter how firm belief is, it will be shaken.

Only children who don't know anything, young people who have not experienced worldly things, can have such a ridiculous view.

After a long silence, Yue Feng suddenly stretched out his hand and clasped Linghuchong's hand tightly.