Gou Dao Changsheng: Starting from the Reincarnation of a Demon Cultivator

Chapter 456: Defeat Qingquan, Yu Hua Takes the Bait (Two in One)

Admiration flashed in Zhang Heng's eyes.

"Junior Brother Fang, since you have such fighting power, you can at least remain undefeated against Qingquan, Lin Yi, and Yu Hua."

"Senior Brother Hengyi, who were you just now?" Yang Xuanyi asked in astonishment, holding the array plate magic weapon surrounded by the power of the earth spirit.

"It's just to test Junior Brother Fang's combat capability. I think Junior Brother Fang has also noticed something."

"Huh?" Yang Xuan's expression froze. He turned his head stiffly and looked at Fang Yi.

"Junior Brother Fang, do you also know that Senior Brother Hengyi is testing you?"

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, put away the Green Lotus Treasure Color Flag and the Ruins of the World Withered and Flourishing Banner, and bowed to express his gratitude.

"My nephew is just guessing, not completely sure. Thank you Uncle Yang for your help this time.
"With Uncle Hengyi's wealth and background, if he wanted to help, how could he not have any magical tools?"

"Junior Brother Fang sees things clearly."

Zhang Heng's clothes fluttered in the wind, and he was filled with vitality. Faintly, the scene of blooming flowers and lush spiritual trees emerged.

Seeing Yang Xuan's dark complexion and ugly expression, he comforted him.

"Junior Brother Xuanyi also has a pure heart, but the world of immortal cultivation is different from that of our sect. Junior Brother, please think twice before taking action.
As for the matter of Yuping Peak.

Junior-Martial-Nephew Fang, please go ahead and make your move. Master has already gone to visit Junior-Martial-Uncle Jiuhan.
We are all disciples of Jindan Zhenren. The elders should not interfere in the affairs of the younger generation. Bullying the younger ones will only make people laugh.
"In that case, I'll have to trouble you, Senior Brother Hengyi."

Fang Yi was certain in his heart.

Fortunately, I also have an elder who has reached the Jindan stage.

He doesn't bully the weak because he, like Lin Yi, has elders who have reached the Jindan stage.

Zhang Heng nodded slightly, quite satisfied with Fang Yi's actions just now.

As a medical practitioner, Fang Yi's combat prowess is among the best among practitioners of the same level.

By joining forces with the Wu Tutun who is good at formations, he also has a place among the great cultivators in the late stage of foundation building.

He has a good character, is decisive, respects teachers and elders, and is grateful for favors.

He pondered in his heart, as he himself was about to condense the pill. Although he had several disciples who had established their foundation, none of them could compare with Fang Yi.

Xiao Changce had already passed away, and Master Guangsheng didn't care much about Fang Yi.

If Fang Yi could be recruited to work under his command, it would be of great benefit to him in opening up a cave and refining his Dao field after he reaches Dan formation.

"But, Junior Brother Yang, why are you looking for Junior Brother Fang?"

Yang Xuan's expression froze.

Thinking of Qijie's attainments in formation formation displayed in the Sutra Library, although he was a little embarrassed, he still opened his mouth to make a request.

"I have reached a bottleneck in my formation skills, and would like to ask fellow Daoist Qijie to teach me the art of formations.

I wonder, what do you think, Fellow Daoist Fang?"

"kindness!"

"kindness?"

"Hmm?"

The silver-white little beast was stunned, its dark eyes blinked, and it looked strangely at Yang Xuanyi, who was wearing a black robe and a thick earth crown.

This monk actually asked me for advice?

Fang Yi felt emotional in his heart, this person must have something remarkable to be noticed by a Jindan Zhenren.

Regardless of Yang Xuanyi's spiritual roots, his character is also excellent.

Although it is a bit embarrassing to ask the Wu Earth Pig Beast for advice on formations, it is also a rare opportunity.

The Seven Rings contain a trace of the blood of the Tianpeng Beast, and they are extremely talented and have great attainments in formation.

After obtaining the quasi-third-level inheritance [A Brief Theory of Xuanyuanzi's Formation], his attainments in formation were further improved, and he was about to enter the ranks of the second-level top-grade formation masters.

This level of attainment in formation is among the best in Xuanyang Mountain.

Fang Yi picked up the silver-white little beast, smoothed its shiny fur, and spoke.

"There's no need for us fellow disciples to be so polite. If Uncle Yang is willing, Xiao Qi is also willing."

"In that case, thank you, Brother Fang, for your help."

Yang Xuan was delighted and immediately bowed his head to express his gratitude.

He also has earth spiritual roots. Although he has some talent in the art of formation, his formation skills are still stuck at the lower level of the second level for four or five years.

If you can go one step further.
Whether it is exploring secret caves, fighting skills, or refining array plates to earn spirit stones, it is of great help.

Among the disciples of the Jindan Zhenren, the competition for the position of true disciple is extremely fierce.

The more your formation skills improve, the smoother your path of cultivation will be.

Three months later.

Fuguangyuan is surrounded by lush forests and bamboos, stone bridges and ancient pavilions, and gurgling water.

"Qigong cultivators inhale and exhale spiritual energy, starting from the Dantian Qi Sea and passing through the twelve levels. The most important thing is to be refined and pure.
You youngsters all have mid-grade spiritual roots, and the elders in the clan will not be short of spiritual objects and elixirs for you.

But if you want to build a foundation for the Dao, don’t be greedy for a momentary rush, otherwise the poison will enter your body and your Dao path will be completely ruined.”

Fang Yi sat cross-legged in a green robe, holding a jade ruler, which was supported by a green auspicious cloud.

Seven or eight young men with innocent faces and rich appearance, dressed in brocade robes, listened attentively with tense faces.

Seeing this, Fang Yi nodded slightly.

The cultivator from the Xiao family selected by Old Wu did not have top-grade spiritual roots, but his qualifications were ordinary.

However, with the support of Yuping Peak's resources and a willingness to practice diligently, it should not be difficult for one or two cultivators to establish a foundation for the Dao.

"boom!"

Dust filled the air and an explosion sounded from the southeast corner of the backyard.

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and a strong wind blew away, revealing Yang Xuanyi and Huo Zhao, who were covered in dust.

A pink and silver-white little beast used its demonic power to condense earth into armor, but it was still a step too late.

On the silver-white head, the failed array plate exploded, revealing several patches of baldness as thick as three fingers.

"Humph."

The demonic power of the Seven Rings surged, and the spiritual power of the Earth Wu transformed into flying sand and rocks, rolling towards the chief culprit who looked embarrassed and dared not resist.

Hearing the screams in his ears, Qijie threw himself into Fang Yi's arms, accusing the two idiots in grievance.

"Hmph! Hmph!!!"

Qijie couldn't believe it, how could there be such a stupid formation master?

It's just that there are 1,378 talismans connected together to form the array pattern, but it took a full ten days and there was no progress at all.

Huo Zhao's body was surrounded by a protective aura, but he was still cut by the fist-sized spiritual sand, which was wrapped in wind blades and left dense bloody wounds on his body.

"Master, help me. Uncle Master Qijie Huo Zhao knows he is wrong."

Fang Yi ignored Huo Zhao and Yang Xuanyi who were struggling in the sandstorm, and Yang Xuanyi stayed in Fuguangyuan to study the art of formations.

This kind of scene happens every two or three days.
Although Qijie has top talent in formation, this is the first time he has taught monks.

After communicating with Yang Xuanyi several times, it became Qijie who set up a formation once. After observing, Yang Xuanyi also set up one.

As for Huo Zhao, he had tempered his body, and his skin was thick and tough, so he was just the right person to be tested.
Yang Xuanyi had a profound foundation. In just one month, his formation skills improved greatly and he began to set up a second-level medium-grade formation on his own.

But the results are often not ideal, and the formation plates sometimes explode.

Looking at the once shiny and smooth fur, there are now several bald spots, revealing the pink and tender skin with a jade-like luster.

Fang Yi sighed with regret, and the spiritual power in his hands surged and puffed out, skillfully activating the Spring Breeze Rain Technique.

The blue and green spiritual light flowed, and the spiritual rain dripped down, nourishing the little beast in his arms. The silver-white fur that was blown away by the explosion began to grow rapidly.

Looking at the long and thin knife wounds all over Huo Zhao's body, with blood oozing out, he stood firmly in front of Yang Xuanyi.

"I did gain something. Zhao'er, this simpleton, unexpectedly gets along well with Yang Xuanyi."

Fang Yi shook his head slightly, but did not disturb the two of them from developing a tacit understanding and friendship.

He flicked his fingertips, and a faint green light gathered and turned into a human meridian map about ten feet in size.

Three hundred and sixty-five acupuncture points, twelve floors, and Dantian Qi Sea are all shining with various colors of spiritual light.

"Xiao Muyang, take your brothers and recite the human meridian diagram carefully. I will check on them one by one in three days.

If you can’t recite the whole thing, please ask your parents to come. I don’t keep useless people in my Fuguangyuan.”

Looking at the frightened young boy, Fang Yi pointed his finger and a green light shot out.

The human meridian map turned from virtual to real, and turned into a roll of spiritual gauze with the fragrance of books, floating into the hands of the leading young man.

After the young man disappeared from Fuguangyuan, Fang Yi cast a jade talisman.

A quarter of an hour later, the hunched-over Old Wu, leaning on a wooden crutch, and the handsome and tall Qin Yu came to the cloud bed together.

Qin Yu glanced at Huo Zhao who was struggling in the sandstorm, and then his eyes focused on his heart, and his heart focused on his nose.

Ignoring Huo Zhao's screams.

"Disciple Qin Yu greets Master."

"I have met Young Master Fang."

"Yeah." Fang Yi nodded slightly. "How's the Black Water Stream issue going?"

"Master, the two cultivators assigned to the peak have been severely injured near the Black Water Stream. Their meridians are half destroyed and they are seriously injured."

Old Wu took out a fist-sized crystal bead from his sleeve, with many painted shadows on the bead.

"Moreover, Master Qingquan's most beloved offspring was seriously injured. This is the photo-retaining bead that Young Master Qin took.

Now that we have a legitimate reason to do so, Young Master can take action."

"That's right. Those two monks should treat him well and don't owe him the spiritual stones and spiritual objects that they promised."

Fang Yi nodded slightly. After all, Black Water Stream was the territory of Xuanyang Mountain. If he wanted to take it in openly, he had to have a legitimate reason.

Half a day later.

In Xuanyang Mountain, Xiao Changce passed away in meditation, and the monks in Heishuijian became lawless, severely damaging the two descendants of the Xiao family.

Under the guidance of those who care, most of the monks in the sect know about it.

In the Black Water Stream, on the serpent-patterned chair, Master Qingquan looked at his descendants kneeling on the ground with a sinister expression.

There was murderous intent in Master Qingquan's eyes and his words were harsh.

"Zhong'er, are you saying that the two Qi-cultivating monks from Yuping Peak provoked you first?

Then you were forced to fight back, severely injuring them to the point where their meridians atrophied and their limbs were severed?"

"Boom!"

The chair, with several jade-colored snake scales attached to it, was crushed into pieces by Master Qingquan, and turned into sawdust.

"You're talking nonsense, Zhong'er. Do you think I'm a fool?"

Zhao Qingquan sighed.

"Never mind, Yuping Peak has finally fallen, and the two Qigong cultivators were severely injured.

Just leave a breath and give an explanation to the inside."

"boom!"

The Black Water Stream vibrated slightly, invisible waves rippled, and Fang Yi's loud voice came from outside the cave.

"Zhao Qingquan, you from Black Water Gorge are bullying me because there is no one on Yuping Peak?

You have severely damaged my master's bloodline, so why don't you quickly hand over Zhao Zhong and wait for your punishment!"

"Humph!"

Zhao Qingquan sneered.

The monks of Yuping Peak are dying out, and the only monk who poses some threat is Fang Yi, who is in the middle stage of foundation building, and his foundation is in medicine.

As for Qin Yu and Huo Zhao, both of them are cultivators in the early stage of foundation building. So what if they have a middle-grade foundation?

The potential failed to be transformed into cultivation, and was not taken seriously by Zhao Qingquan.

"You are only in the middle stage of foundation building, yet you dare to come to my Black Water Gorge to provoke me.

This is a good opportunity to severely injure Fang Yi, leaving Yuping Peak leaderless.
How can you escape from my hand?

A flash of greed flashed across Zhao Qingquan's face, and he turned into a ray of azure water light and fled out of the cave.

Above the Black Water Stream.

Watching a ray of spiritual light rising from the stream, Fang Yi swept his spiritual sense over it, sensing more than ten foundation-building spiritual senses.

Fang Yi bowed and pointed at the monk in the flying boat nearby who was groaning in pain with his limbs broken.

He was kind in his words.

"My fellow disciples, this Zhao Qingquan has gone too far, allowing his disciples to commit crimes with treasures.

Although my master from Yuping Peak has passed away, we cannot be bullied by others at will.

Fang Yi has come here today to seek justice! "Justice?"

The azure water light dissipated, and Zhao Qingquan was seen wearing a black robe with a gloomy face.

"I, Heishuijian, have never done anything like this, so don't talk nonsense.

If it was really my son who did it, where is the evidence?"

The dark robe rustled as Zhao Qingquan waved his sleeves, and the aura of the seventh level of foundation building rushed towards Fang Yi like a tide.

Fang Yi's clothes fluttered in the wind, and his Lingsang embroidered robe was swirling. As the green light flowed, his face pretended to be exhausted.

"evidence?
Zhao Qingquan, call out that little evil beast Zhao Zhong, and then ask the Law Enforcement Hall to investigate his state of mind.

The true form of the mind is revealed, and the truth is known to all."

"Huh? You ignorant youngster!"

Seeing Fang Yi's flushed face and unstable breathing, Zhao Qingquan dispelled the last bit of hesitation in his heart.

Now or never.

I don’t know when I’ll have the chance to severely inflict a heavy blow to the Lord of Yuping Peak.

Zhao Qingquan's mind moved, and a blue gem appeared in his hand. The gem spun around and flew towards Fang Yi.

"Can you just see my offspring whenever you want?

Anyone who comes here wants to see Zhong'er, so why does he still need to practice?

Fang Yi, I will discipline you on behalf of your master."

"Asshole! How dare you insult my master?"

Fang Yi was certain in his heart, with a gleam in his eyes, and he could feel the unusually hot consciousness of the Jindan Zhenren that was looming.

He waved his sleeves, and the blue lotus flag was raised. The vitality of the plants and trees gathered together, evolving into a bright blue light.

The precious flags fluttered in the wind, and hundreds of lotus seeds took root in the void, took root, sprouted, and turned into a sea of ​​lotus reaching the sky.

"Crash!"

The green lotus swayed, stopping the Shui Yuanzhu.

"Top-grade magical weapon?
Fang boy, we Foundation Establishment cultivators are ultimately the best in terms of cultivation."

Zhao Qingquan sneered. Although top-grade magic weapons are rare, their power ultimately depends on the cultivation level of the person who uses them.

"disease!"

With a slap of the storage bag, a green axe flew out, the axe blade flashing with cold light, and chopped towards Fang Yi.

Steam rose from the Shui Yuan Pearl, and the ten magical prohibitions in the pearl lit up one by one, and fell down with tremendous force together with the top-grade magical weapon, the Water-Splitting Axe.

"Tear!"

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the precious lotus withered, grew, and bloomed endlessly, and 'barely' managed to stop the Shui Yuanzhu and Fenshui.

Fang Yi had a handsome face, his embroidered Lingsang robe rustled, his magical powers surged, and he exuded the bearing of a master.

"Zhao Qingquan, since you refuse to accept my toast, I will have no choice but to arrest you and take you to the Law Enforcement Hall."

"Just you, Fang Yi?
A medical practitioner, do you really think you are a rare and rare genius monk once in a few hundred years?"

Zhao Qingquan sneered, and the magic gestures at his fingertips changed. The Shui Yuanzhu stirred up the wind and clouds, turning into a huge wave, and fell towards Fang Yi.

"Young man, when I entered the sect, you were still a baby, and you didn't know how high the sky was and how deep the earth was.
If you had stayed at Yuping Peak, I would have had to do some hard work, but now you have walked into a trap."

Fang Yi sensed several familiar spiritual senses circling around and knew the right time.

He breathed softly.

"Xiaoqi."

A topaz-colored spiritual light flew out from the spiritual pet bag at the waist, and the spiritual power of Wu Earth gathered and turned into a brown demonic cloud that lifted up the Seven Rings.

The Wu Earth Treasure Gourd was raised up, emitting jade light and with heavy runes flowing.

The gourd tilted, and the fist-sized spiritual sand turned into a sandstorm with clear edges and corners, sweeping towards Zhao Qingquan with wind blades.

"Oops! I was careless!
A second-rank, top-grade demon beast? ! ! How could Fang Yi have such a blessing? "

Zhao Qingqiang secretly cried out that something was wrong and wanted to take back the two magical weapons, Shuiyuanzhu and Dividing Water Axe.

Fang Yi chuckled, and the blue lotus flag fluttered.

The green lotus swayed, waves appeared in the lotus sea, and the white jade-like lotus roots spread out, turning into a spiritual net that entangled and firmly locked the pearl and the axe.

"boom!"

The sandstorm swept down with wind blades, and in the blink of an eye, it tore Zhao Qingquan's robe and bound him in the storm.

"It's a little off the mark. The Seventh Commandment can't be exposed too much, otherwise the fish won't take the bait."

Fang Yi's mind moved, and Ku Rong's magic power flowed. His face turned pale, as if his blood and essence were burning.

He raised his boots and took a step forward, transforming into a ray of green light. After the light dissipated, he appeared behind Zhao Qingquan.

"Boom!"

Fang Yi's magical power flowed in his hands, and dozens of withered and dim vines spread like poisonous snakes, with a faint sense of withering lingering.

"Burning blood essence?

Mu Dao Forbidden Technique: Little Withered Vine Hand? So cruel!"

An unknown foundation-building master in the void spoke, reminding Zhao Qingquan intentionally or unintentionally.

"boom!"

The withered and twisted hand fell on Zhao Qingquan's back, but the remaining robes protected him and blocked 50% of the power.

But there were still a few withered and dim vines winding their way into its flesh and blood, and the sounds of sucking and swallowing could be heard.

In a few breaths, half of Zhao Qingquan's body shrank and his face turned pale.

"roll!"

Zhao Qingquan never expected the situation to change so quickly.

He exerted his magical power, and a water escape talisman in his sleeve ignited without wind, turning into a blue water light that wrapped around it.

Then he appeared several feet away.

"hu~hu~"

His chest was breathing heavily like a broken bellows, half of Zhao Qingquan's body was withered, and thin flesh wrapped around his bones.

He looked unwilling.

If he hadn't been careless, the two magical weapons, Shui Yuanzhu and Dividing Water Axe, would have been restrained by the Qinglian Baose Flag, and he himself would have been caught off guard by the Seven Rings.

However, there is a forbidden technique of burning blood in the Wood Dao: the small withered vine hand.

It's not like he couldn't handle it, so how could he end up like this?

After swallowing several pills in succession and feeling his energy and blood recovering a little, Zhao Qingquan looked grim.

But after all, he is quite aware of the current affairs.

"Brother Fang, I admit defeat. I will ask the sect's spiritual doctor to treat these two Yuping Peak disciples."

"not enough.

Even if a spiritual doctor intervenes, the future of my master's two bloodline descendants will be completely ruined."

Fang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, his face a little pale, as if the little withered vine hand attack just now had consumed a lot of energy and blood, and seriously damaged his vitality.

But the lush energy, together with the seven rings, locked Zhao Qingquan's vital points such as his dantian, sea of ​​consciousness, head, and heart.

"kindness!"

Zhao Qingquan felt like he was being pricked by a thorn in his back. The looming murderous intent made his hair stand on end.

Although he knew that Fang Yi could not kill him in Xuanyang Mountain, he still did not dare to take a gamble.

A monk does not stand under a dangerous wall.

Zhao Qingquan slapped his storage bag, and a jade bottle flew out and floated in front of Fang Yi.

"One Foundation Establishment Pill. Besides, Zhong'er will go back to the Law Enforcement Hall later.
I don’t know how to be friends.”

"Can!"

Fang Yi nodded slightly, knowing that this was already the limit in Xuanyang Mountain.

"That's perfect, Yu'er, Zhao'er, take Junior-Martial Brother Zhao Zhong to the Law Enforcement Hall."

"Yes, Master!"

He watched as Qin Yu and Huo Zhao emerged from behind an ancient tree, transforming into two rays of light and falling towards the Black Water Stream.

Zhao Qingquan's lips moved, but he didn't speak in the end.

"That's all."

He sighed. With the second-grade top-grade Wu Earth Pig around, he was already defeated, and Yuping Peak was not something he could peek at.

In this case, it is better to settle the grudge before it becomes too serious.

For ordinary Qi-cultivating cultivators, the Law Enforcement Hall is a life-or-death situation, and even if they don't die, they will still be skinned alive.

However, given his status as a great cultivator in the late foundation-building stage, Zhao Zhong, as his own descendant, would only suffer some setbacks when he entered the Law Enforcement Hall.

It's just right to hone your character.

"Junior Brother Fang, is this too much?
For the sake of a mere Qi-cultivating cultivator, he actually severely injured a great cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage of the sect.

Junior brother, don't you know that the beast tide is dangerous and that your sect is in great need of talents?"

A surge of chill came from a corner of the void, and Yu Hua appeared, wearing a Five Lotus Light on his head and a black frost-woven snow robe on his body.

"Brother Lin Yi, you've been watching from the sidelines for a while. What do you think of this?"

'The fish is hooked!'

Fang Yi's lips curled up slightly, it was worth it for him to restrain his energy and pretend to be seriously injured.

Yu Hua's master is a fake Dan Zhenren, and he has a deep hatred for Xiao Changce.

Yu Hua attacked Yuping Peak just to vent his anger, as long as he could show some talent and expose his flaws.

How could Yu Hua bear it?
Yu Hua's lips moved slightly as he transmitted the message.

'Senior Brother, everyone knows about the grudge between my lineage and that old monster Xiao Changce.

As long as Senior Brother takes action, Fang Yi will be severely injured and his path will be destroyed. This Yuping Peak can be given to you.

Lin Yi sighed, pinching the jade talisman in his sleeve, thinking about what True Man Jiuhan had told him.

He slapped his storage bag, and a section of green jade bamboo, full of vitality, swirled around and fell in front of Fang Yi.

"This section of lower-grade second-level Green Water Bamboo Root is given to Junior Brother.

Junior Brother Fang, how about we write off the grudge between you and me from Yuping Peak starting today?"

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and a green spiritual light emerged, rolling up the jade bamboo roots and dropping them into Lin Yi's arms.

"Junior Brother Fang, what does this mean?"

Lin Yi frowned, and a blue sword, cold and awe-inspiring, condensed frost and turned into snow, hovered in front of him, emitting sword light.

He was also a great cultivator at the eighth level of foundation building, and with the support of True Man Jiuhan, he was willing to admit defeat and submit, but Fang Yi was getting even more aggressive.
In this way, Fang Yi was only taught a lesson so that he would know the importance of this matter.

Considering how much Master values ​​himself, I think he won't care as long as Yuping Peak is not invaded.

Fang Yi is as gentle as jade.

"Senior Brother Lin Yi, Junior Sister Yang Cai'er from Bingpo Peak and I have been friends for many years.

We have been friends for decades. If I accept this spiritual object from my senior brother, how will I explain it to Junior Sister Yang in the future?

Senior Brother, it’s just words, a few misunderstandings can be resolved, why do you need such a heavy gift.”

Fang Yi understood.

Jiuhan Zhenren's fighting power is extraordinary. He has been condensing his elixir for several decades. He is incomparable to ordinary Zhenren.
Xiao Changce's face alone was not enough for him to make concessions. This concession was to give face to his master, Master Guangsheng.

Moreover, True Man Jiuhan is quite proud. If he accepts Lin Yi's spiritual object, True Man Jiuhan will most likely have a bad impression of himself.

Fang Yi would not do such a loss-making deal for a second-grade medium-quality green water bamboo root.

"Junior Sister Yang Cai'er from Bingpo Peak?"

Lin Yi looked at Fang Yi deeply, then smiled, put away the Frost Sword, and placed it in front of Zhao Qingquan intentionally or unintentionally.

"Junior Brother Fang, this is interesting."

There seemed to be a faint laugh coming from the void. Ordinary people who had established their foundation did not notice it, but Fang Yi, who was practicing the [Scripture of Life and Death], had some vague guesses in his mind.

I'm afraid there are more than just foundation-building cultivators watching here.
Fang Yi looked at Yu Hua, who had spent a lot of effort to catch a big fish.

His eyes were deep, like an ancient cold pond.

"Brother Yu, in this case, it's just you and me left."

(End of this chapter)