If you look at a man, you will probably feel a bit perverted if you think this is a bit perverted in the eyes of ordinary people.

But it is obvious that this middle-aged man did not have the consciousness of being a pervert.

Looking at Song Ziyang, who was trembling in front of him, gasping for breath, and his pale face and lips opened, the middle-aged man exuded a burst of desire from his heart, and then he rushed forward in one breath.

Seeing that the place could no longer dodge, Song Ziyang felt desperate and felt that he was afraid he was going to die here.

Fortunately, there is no way out.

Anyway, someone came to save him.

The middle-aged man's body froze. In the hazy darkness, someone was standing there and grabbing one of his hands.

His body was stiff and he couldn't tell what he was feeling, but he quickly flew out.

"Finally found..."

A long sigh came out.

The handsome young man walked out of the dark corner and sighed at the person in front of him.

Song Ziyang was stunned for a moment. I don’t know if he had an illusion, but he always felt that the voice in front of him seemed familiar.

After looking carefully, he realized that he was indeed not wrong.

The people in front of you don’t seem familiar, they clearly know each other!

"My benefactor, benefactor!"

He immediately shouted for help and made a sound.

"Young Master Song, it's been a long time since I saw you."

Chen An was stunned when he heard Song Ziyang's voice.

Now it was already some time since they last met, and Chen An was not familiar with him, so he didn't recognize him at the beginning.

However, as soon as Song Ziyang spoke, Chen An immediately remembered it.

Who else can call him benefactor like this all day long?

In front of him, a big claw stretched out and pulled it towards Chen An's chest, as if it was about to break Chen An's chest.

Chen An arched his body slightly, subconsciously punched, and rushed forward with a strong inner rushing inside on his fist.

Bang!

It was like a tiger attacking and roaring.

Faced with this heavy blow, the person in front of him was defeated before he could say anything, and his chest was broken and deformed directly.

The crimson blood flowed down like money, and the situation was very exciting and I couldn't stop it.

The middle-aged man in front of him was wide open, his eyes were overly congested, and he was almost dead and could not die any more.

"That's it?"

Looking at the falling corpse in front of him, Chen An was speechless.

He knew he had used too much force.

But there is nothing we can do about this.

I just got this problem after I improved and I couldn’t figure out the strength I had.

He felt that the punch just now was just a random blow, but as he did now, he directly killed the person.

You must be careful next time.

Chen An thought so in his heart, then went forward to search for a while.

He didn't dislike the corpse's dirty body. He skillfully touched the corpse and found a few things.

Some fragmented silver notes, about a few hundred taels of silver, and a token made of unknown material.

The token is made of gold, and it seems to be some kind of antique, and it should be worth a little money.

The most important thing is that this token is a weird thing, the kind that can replenish energy.

"Let's go and find a place to chat."

After doing all this, he turned around and looked at Song Ziyang who was a little stunned on the side, and then spoke.

"yes......."

Song Ziyang swallowed and nodded quickly.

The two quickly walked out of the alley.

It was far away from the alley, and it was still very lively outside, but most people had already left.

This is normal. In the era without rich nightlife, the so-called lantern festival is just like this.

Bai Zhilan has returned to her mansion, so Chen An was so bored before, trying his luck everywhere, and then just rescued Song Ziyang, the kid.

After finding an inn, Chen An asked someone to give him a pot of wine and two plates of side dishes. He sat face to face and then asked.

"Tell me, what happened again this time?"

"Are you those enemies before you?"

He poured himself a pot of wine, and then said with a smile.

"This... is a long story..."

Song Ziyang was silent for a moment, then sighed deeply.

He didn't hide anything from Chen An and began to seriously talk about his experiences some time ago.

After handing over Liu Ziqin to Chen An, Song Ziyang went to the north alone, trying to collect clues everywhere and find the real murderer who dealt with the Liu family.

After some search, he finally got some clues and used some means to take away something from these people.

"It's this thing."

Without any hesitation, Song Ziyang groped in his arms for a while and put something down.

It was a red gem.

The gems look very bright, but they don't look simple at first glance.

If you take it out and sell it, it should be worth at least dozens of taels of silver.

But if that's all, it seems to be inconsistent with what Song Ziyang said.

Just a gem, what is the use of warriors?

"What's the difference between this thing?"

Chen An looked at it for a long time and couldn't understand what was special about this thing, so he couldn't help but ask.

"have no idea."

Song Ziyang spread his hands and gave an answer that Chen An unexpectedly did not expect.

"You don't know what this thing is, so you just grab it?"

Chen An was speechless.

"It's always a good thing."

Song Ziyang smiled: "To be honest, I didn't know how precious this thing was at first, but seeing how desperate they chased me, it probably wouldn't be of little value."

"This is probably related to the legendary immortal."

"Immortal?"

Chen An was stunned for a moment, not reacting: "There are really immortals in this world?"

Chen An had many legends of immortals and gods in his previous life, but they had never been proven.

As for this world, there are also sayings about immortals and Buddhas, but Chen An has never seen them before.

However, there are martial arts in this world. If there are immortals and Buddhas, it seems quite normal and it is not a strange thing.

"Of course there are, but they've all been cut off."

Compared to Chen An's suspicion, Song Ziyang was much more confident: "There have been immortals in this world since hundreds of years ago, but there are only a few."

Seeing Chen An was stunned there, she seemed to be a little suspicious. Song Ziyang added: "If you don't say anything else, the royal family of Liang State is the descendant left by an immortal."

The royal family of Liang State is the descendant of immortals?

"How do you know so clearly?"

Chen An looked at Song Ziyang with some doubts.

He did not doubt Song Ziyang's words, but began to doubt his identity.

Speaking of which, since the first meeting, Song Ziyang has not mentioned his background in detail, but has only mentioned that he has a teacher.

Now it seems that compared to others, Song Ziyang’s own identity is not that simple.

It is even possible that I am one of the so-called descendants of immortals.

However, if he is really the so-called descendant of the immortal, how did he get to this point step by step?

Feeling Chen An's suspicious eyes, as if he knew what Chen An was thinking, Song Ziyang waved his hand and said, "Don't get me wrong."

"According to my master's words, my ancestors were indeed a certain immortal, but I have been a normal person since I was a child, and I can't see anything different from ordinary people."

"The so-called descendants of immortals are actually no different from ordinary people over time."

"Compared with the identity of this descendant of the immortal, I hope I am a martial arts genius, not as hard as I am now, I have worked hard for more than ten years, and I don't even have a big body refining Chengdu..."

Speaking of the latter, his voice gradually became low and he looked a little depressed.
Chapter completed!