Chen Qiu didn't pay much attention to this thing before.

But now, when self and reality conflict, martial arts are particularly important.

Practicing martial arts is a long-term process. It is not enough to just reach the top, and you have to use martial arts to restrain yourself.

The stronger the warrior is, the deeper the idea of ​​using violence to solve all problems.

But if you don’t have your own constraints and let yourself do the killing, you will sooner or later deviate from your original intention.

That night, in the Qilu Yiwu Village, Qiu Buping told Xiao Tie that his true intentions were not only what Xiao Tie said, but also what Chen Qiu said. But he understood it a little late.

If one person takes away another person's life, there is no turmoil in his heart.

Then can he still be called a human?

When you practice martial arts deep, your biggest enemy will not be outside.

And it's in my heart.

"Your martial arts is to protect the innocent, follow the right path, and compete with the Demon Cult. It is really the hero's work. Do you also want to make me become that kind of person? Let me take over the banner from your hand and continue to fight with the Demon Cult."

Chen Qiu took his last sip of wine and stood up.

In the post station at the foot, the sound of fighting disappeared.

But the quarrel is still there.

The nagging makes people annoyed, just like a group of ducks croaking and screaming.

"Bang"

The bricks and stones were splashing under Chen Qiu's feet. Under the moonlight, dust splashed everywhere. He fell lightly into the lobby of the station, holding the wine gourd in his hand, feeling a little drunk.

Chen Qiu sat on a table, reached out to take off the hat and threw it aside.

He raised his hand, greeted the people around him, and praised each other. Everyone laughed, as if they had become friends.

But a day or two ago, they were still strangers who had never been masked.

No one knows what the other party has done in the past.

No one knows what kind of heart is hidden under the smiling appearance.

Just because of a decent name, everyone seems to be a passerby.

"Who ruined the woman's innocence in the Hejian? Who killed the innocent?"

Chen Qiu tied the wine gourd around his waist and hooked his fingers to the people who were looking at him in front of him.

With three points of drunkenness, he rolled up his sleeves and said:

"If those things are true, then tonight, Chen will have to meddle in other people's business and seek justice for those miserables!"

Chen Qiu moved his wrists and stood up.

There was already a flow of air on his body, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

Pooh!

Who is the same passerby with you?

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"I'm so sorry that Chen drank too much last night and caused trouble for the real person."

At noon on the next day, Chen Qiu sat cross-legged in the Wuyang real carriage, holding his hands, apologized to the head of Chunyang:

"Fortunately, no one was killed. Chen sobered up this morning. He was really scared and sweated in a cold sweat. He was afraid that the leader would ruin the major affairs, so he came to avenge him."

"It's okay, it's okay."

Wuyang Zhenren is actually not about the fight last night. He is very busy and has no time to care about the disputes between the scattered people in the world.

However, Chen Qiu took action last night, but it was beyond his expectations.

The head of Chunyang looked at Chen Qiu with a gentle face, with a somewhat strange look.

This Hero Hero is really merciless in taking action.

Indeed, it did not harm human life.

But the people who were pointed out that they had done evil things last night and were confirmed were all deprived of their martial arts by him. There was also an unlucky person who was kicked in the middle of the crotch. For the rest of his life, he would probably be a eunuch.

"We people in the right way must act upright. When we encounter those who deceive the world and steal reputation, even if we are not, we must teach a lesson."

Wuyang Zhenren touched her beard and said to Chen Qiu:

"But, this battle is about to begin, the alliance leader will win people's hearts. Shen Daxia is the nephew of the leader, so he wants to help with this matter. There must be no more storms."

"What the Taoist priest said is, Chen knows."

Chen Qiu replied:

"I sent my brothers to the injured last night, and I also sent money and apologized. I don't have to worry about it."

He said a few more words to Wuyang Zhenren, and then left the carriage.

Some of the people around the world came forward to greet him, while others hid far away.

Last night, Chen Qiu, the "feat" of killing seven people alone, made these people in the world who had stains in the past feel afraid.

Chen Qiu ignored those different gazes. He brought his hat and wanted to go back to his side. Shan Gui, Zhang Lan, and Yelu Wan were all there.

"Chen Qiu!"

He had just walked a few steps when he heard a call.

Chen Qiu turned around and saw the white-clothed disciples from Xiaoxiang Sword Sect riding horses and coming from the other side. The one in the lead was wearing a white long skirt, a blue gauze robe, and a white hat. The gauze hangs down from all directions of the hat.

She was carrying an ancient sword with a scabbard behind her, and her long black hair was pounding on her shoulders while the veil of the hat was flying.

Lin Huiyin.

I haven't seen it for almost a year and a half, right?

A lot of things have really happened in the past year and a half.

It really feels like things change.

"Swish"

The heroine in white got up from the Mercedes-Benz, and was falling in front of Shen Qiu's eyes while flying in her long sleeves and floating in the white clothes. She seemed to have a lot to say to Chen Qiu.

But in the end, these thousands of words all came into one sentence.

"Long time no see."

"Well, long time no see."

Chen Qiu felt at a loss for a moment, but he quickly calmed down.

He vaguely heard the unconcealed laughter of Zhang Lan in the crowd behind him, and he was such a bad friend.

"I heard you're married?"

Lin Huiyin smiled and said:

"Why don't you send me an invitation?"

The laughter was gentle and seemed to be unraveled.

"Elder just went there, and the matter was special. There was no way. Not only did you not invite you, but others didn't invite you either."

Chen Qiu rubbed his chin and said:

"And I heard from Master Lin that you are in seclusion, so you didn't disturb you. Have you broken through?"

"Um."

Lin Huiyin lowered her head and said softly:

"There is already a master who has nine successes back then."

"That's really a generation of heroines."

Chen Qiu laughed, he pursed his lips and said a little embarrassedly:

"I'll confirm again. We're still friends, right? You won't stab me to death with one sword, right? You have to know that if you draw the sword, I won't stop it."

Lin Huiyin also chuckled.

She stretched out her hand, took off her hat, looked at Chen Qiu, with a hint of rosy in her eyes, and she said to Chen Qiu openly:

"I'm not blamed on you, I'm one step late.

I heard from my master that you have been doing for more than a year. If I don’t go into seclusion, if I keep following you... Anyway, it’s over, so let’s do it. After this time, I will officially take over as the head of the sect.

At that time, you have to bring Miss Yaoqin to watch the ceremony.”

"No problem, Master Lin."

Chen Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Lin Huiyin's calm face and calm eyes, and knew that the other party had already made a decision in his heart, and all the embarrassment in his heart was calmed down at this moment.

He said:
Chapter completed!