Qin Shi Mingyue's infinite punch card

Ye Chen said something casually.

"So I don't know that senior brother and I are on the same path?"

Han Fei looked at the former and smiled lightly.

The corners of Ye Chen's mouth twitched slightly: "The world is impermanent, who can say for sure in the future? But judging from the current situation, it seems that you and I are not on the same path."

Hearing this, Han Fei's eyes flashed with sadness, and then he said: "Senior brother yearns for freedom and freedom, and I am indeed not the same person."

Ye Chen smiled: "What I mean is, South Korea and Yan Kingdom have one west and one north, so naturally they have to go their separate ways."

Han Fei was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and then laughed: "Brother is right, it seems that we can't go on the same road for the time being. But if you are interested in the future, you can go to Korea to see, I am looking forward to meeting again that day."

Ye Chen replied: "Don't worry, there will be a chance."

"Since that's the case, it's a deal. We must have a good drink then."

Han Fei said something with a smile, cupped his hands, then turned and walked towards the other side.

"Brother, I'll be waiting for you in Xinzheng!"

Looking at Han Fei's back, Ye Chen smiled slightly: "Junior Brother, there will be a period later..."

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On the flat avenue, a snow-white steed walked forward unhurriedly. A handsome young man in Tsing Yi was riding on the horseback. Looking at the sunset that dyed the sky red, he couldn't help speeding up his progress.

It has been more than half a month since Ye Chen left Confucianism.Now that he has entered the territory of Yan State, it is only less than a day away from the capital, which means that he can complete the second check-in task immediately.

"I don't know what kind of reward I will get this time?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel some anticipation in his heart, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

However, it was getting late today, and it was difficult to enter Jicheng before the city gate was closed, so we had to find a place to stay for one night.

After a stick of incense, the sky slowly darkened, and a small village gradually appeared in Ye Chen's vision.

"It seems that there is no need to sleep in the wilderness tonight."

There was a smile on his face. Although the village looked a little barren, it was no problem to stay overnight.

But just as he approached the village, there was a faint sound of fighting and crying in his ears.

Ye Chen frowned slightly, and then drove the mount under his crotch to rush over quickly.

When they entered the village, they saw a rather miserable scene in front of them.

A group of gangsters with sharp knives broke into the village, and all edible food and young women were taken away, even some teenage girls were raped.

All the people in the village who wanted to resist were killed, one after another corpses fell on the ground, and the bright red blood stained the village red.

Horrified screams and heart-piercing cries continued to sound, and these sounds seemed to arouse the ferocity of the gangsters, making them more ferocious, and mercilessly swung down their butcher knives.

Although the number of villagers is greater, they are unable to compete with the bandits at all, especially after some adult men were killed, there is only despair left in their hearts.

But at this moment, a flute sounded slowly, the sound was beautiful but it seemed to contain a special power. The villagers heard it like fairy music, but the ears of the bandits sounded like a reminder of death. magic sound.

The sound of the flute was heard, and dozens of people fell to the ground with their heads in their arms, screaming in pain, as if they were undergoing severe torture.

Even if the ears are blocked, it still doesn't work, the head seems to be bursting, and the blood flows from their seven orifices, which looks a little scary.

After a few breaths, all the dozens of bandits died in agony...

Chapter 8 Tianlong Octave Space Naring

Seeing this scene, the surviving villagers were stunned. They didn't understand why the gangster who was so vicious just now died here inexplicably.

But when they saw Ye Chen who put away the jade flute, they also reacted, and quickly knelt down, crying bitterly while kneeling and shouting: "Immortal! Immortal..."

In their eyes, this method of killing the terrifying bandits with the sound of the flute is no different from the legendary immortal.

Ye Chen got off the horse, looked at the villager who was kneeling on the ground, and said, "Stand up, I'm not a fairy, I just passed by here."

After the words fell, the villagers still knelt on the ground, not even daring to raise their heads. Only a few tear-stained children looked at him curiously, but they were pressed down by the adults next to him.

Seeing this scene, Ye Chen understood a little. The reason why these people knelt was not only because he became a "fairy", but also because he could control the life and death of the villagers, and he was a great person in his eyes.

The villagers didn't know what to do at this time, so they could only express their awe in this most humble gesture.

Ye Chen sighed softly in his heart, and then said: "I will let you stand up."

There is an orderly tone in the words.

Hearing this, the villagers met and looked at each other, then stood up cautiously.

Ye Chen sized them up and said, "I want to stay in the village for one night, it should be fine?"

Hearing the questioning, hundreds of villagers felt a little uneasy, wanting to make a sound but dared not.

At this time, an old man with white hair stood up and said in awe: "Your Excellency saved our lives, you can stay as long as you want, but our place is too simple, Jane..."

The old man thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't think of what to say about the word "shabby". He was so anxious that he was sweating, and his legs were shaking.

Ye Chen also understood what the other party meant, and said, "It doesn't matter, as long as there is a place to stay, you can arrange it as you like."

The old man nodded repeatedly when he heard the words: "Okay, okay, please come with me, my lord."

As he spoke, he bowed and led the way, leading the former to a house.

"My lord, this is the best house in the village. Can you see it?"

The old man asked anxiously.

Ye Chen took a casual look. The house was actually made of mud and stones. It didn't have any furniture except for a bed and a dining table. It could be called extremely rudimentary.

But he wasn't picky either, compared to the rest of those thatched cottages, this place is already pretty good.

"Okay, right here."

Hearing this, the old man breathed a sigh of relief just now, and said respectfully: "It's fine if your lord doesn't dislike it, as long as you don't dislike it."

Ye Chen nodded: "Okay, you go and do your work first, don't worry about me."

The old man hurriedly responded when he heard the words, and then left the room.

The bandits were killed and the village was saved, but the people who were killed couldn't come back to life. The villagers dug a hole and buried the dead.

As for the rest, they have to continue to survive, struggling to survive in this troubled world.