Fox Road Travel Notes

The world is back to normal.

But the scattered pieces of porcelain and sawdust flew in front of his eyes, as if they had really hit a piece of bulletproof glass, and clattered to the ground.

There was a loud "boom" and Liang Qiuju's huge figure flew backwards.

He broke through the old wooden door of the earthen house and fell into the house.

"Cool!" Chen Zican exclaimed.

Canghaijun swayed and seemed to have only taken one step to reach the dark door.

He shouted in a deep voice: "Liang Qiuju, take two more moves from me..."

"Get out, I will fight with you..."

A slender woman with disheveled hair rushed out screaming.

He held up a sharp kitchen knife in his hand and struck Cang Haijun head-on with one strike.

"Widow Chen?"

"Widow Chen!"

"don't want--"

Monk Tong, Wang Heming and Chen Zican exclaimed at the same time.

This scene is like watching a little white rabbit pounce on a big tiger...

Cang Haijun paused and seemed to be surprised.

He just tilted his head slightly, and the knife chopped into his shoulder.

The sharp blade came into contact with the soft clothes, but it seemed like it was chopped on a piece of iron armor. It bounced back with a "bang" and flew out of the hand towards the roof.

Widow Chen's arms were numb, her mouth was bleeding, she was trembling, and she couldn't exert any strength.

Her eyes were filled with tears, her face was full of despair and madness, and she glared at Mr. Canghai fiercely.

Suddenly he screamed again, bared his white and fine teeth, and bit Cang Haijun's arm.

Chen Zican couldn't help but be frightened, secretly shouting "Oops!"

But this time, her teeth didn't fly to the roof.

Cang Haijun stretched out his finger and lightly tapped her forehead. Widow Chen fell on her back with a "plop" and became motionless.

Everyone was shocked.

Cang Haijun's finger can turn even a discus into an iron ring.

What's more, she is a weak woman!

"Xiaolian!"

Liang Qiuju flew out of the room like a mad dash.

She jumped over Widow Chen who was lying on the ground, kicked her head and face towards Mr. Canghai.

Everyone felt that the sky was filled with the shadows of feet, and no one knew how many kicks he had taken at this moment.

Just now it was "one", now it is "ten thousand".

"One" is invincible, let alone one divided into "ten thousand".

But just now, Cang Haijun faced his invincible punch and refused to give an inch. He used one palm to strike his front and knocked it away as if it were devastating.

Now, Lord Canghai has retreated.

One step back.

Back again.

Back again.

He retreated a dozen steps in a row until Liang Qiuju had lost all his strength and fell to the ground.

Only then did everyone see clearly that Liang Qiuju's right arm was hanging limply by his side, obviously broken.

"Why did you kill her!"

He was breathing heavily and blood was coming from the corner of his mouth.

There were specks of blood on his chest and he looked miserable.

There are only a pair of bloodshot eyes, cold and crazy, with endless hatred...

Chen Zican looked at him as if he were looking at a dying lion facing a shotgun on the African grassland.

Behind him is his territory, his life, his wife and children...

Suddenly, Chen Zican sympathized with him.

Just as he was about to ask Canghaijun for mercy, Kuo'er rushed over, opened his two thin arms, and stopped him in front of Canghaijun.

"P-please, please stop hitting him, okay?"

"He, he turns out, maybe he is not a good person."

"But now, he just wants to protect his woman..."

Guan'er's voice was trembling, as if his teeth were fighting, but his body was firmly between the two of them.

Chen Zican's face turned pale, he exclaimed "Kou'er" and rushed over to hold her hand.

"Get out of the way!"

Wang Heming also wanted to come over, but was hugged tightly by Tong Monk.

Here, if Mr. Canghai wants to kill someone, I, the King of Heaven, cannot stop him.

But someone insisted on stopping it!

"I, I won't let..."

Kou'er was very stubborn, gritting his teeth and struggling.

I won’t let you hit him, I won’t let you kill him, I won’t let you ruin his life…

Even if you are a good person and he is a bad person.

Even if you are the young master’s friend, he is just a stranger!

Chen Zican's heart skipped a beat and stood in front of Kuan'er.

Looking into Mr. Canghai's deep and unpredictable eyes, he cupped his hands and said in the most humble tone: "Please let him go."

"No matter who he was before, now, he is just a noodle shop boy, just a woman's man..."

Cang Haijun's eyes were still and he looked at Chen Zican quietly.

After a long while, he said slowly: "What do you want to give in exchange for his life?"

Chen Zican gritted his teeth and said, "You can take anything!"

Cang Haijun nodded: "Don't worry, that woman just fainted."

"As for Liang Qiuju, this arm will need to be raised for three months."

"However, the meridians are damaged and the fist is considered useless."

Liang Qiuju was so happy that he didn't even hear what he said behind him.

Shouted: "Xiao Lian..."

He turned around, ran over, helped Widow Chen up, and called her name softly.

Chen Zican breathed a sigh of relief and felt that his heart had jumped to his throat.

Wang Heming went over, took Widow Chen's pulse, took a deep look at Liang Qiuju, who was looking anxious, and said with a smile, "Congratulations!"

"what?"

Liang Qiuju opened his mouth wide and his eyes were blank.

Suddenly, he reacted again, jumped up suddenly, and shouted: "I have a child, I, Liang Qiuju, have a child——"

Wang Heming stood up with a smile and patted his shoulder.

"She's fine, help her in to rest."

Liang Qiuju murmured words of thanks in confusion, but he didn't know who he was thanking.

He put his arm around Widow Chen's waist and carried her into the house.

Everyone in the courtyard, including Cang Haijun, had a smile on their lips.

In this troubled world where life is precarious and life is like grass, seeing a happy couple, a warm home, and the birth of a new life always reminds people of many beautiful things.

It's like walking in the endless desert and suddenly seeing a bright little flower.

In everyone's heart, there will be some emotions about the past and longing for the future.

Chen Zican walked over holding the button and bowed deeply to Cang Haijun.

"Your martial arts skills are world-famous, and I may not be convinced by you, but now, I am convinced by you!"

Kou'er also hid behind Chen Zican, revealing half of his head.

He said timidly: "Thank you, hero!"

Cang Haijun smiled slightly: "This little girl is very good, and you are also good."

Chen Zican wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "Brother, you almost scared me to death, do you know?"

"I'm sitting so close, and you're going to do something?"

"What if you accidentally hurt me?"

"It's not good even if you touch flowers and plants, isn't it?"

He turned back and glared at Tong Monk: "And you, why are you hiding?"

"You are so shy, you don't look like a good person!"

"You're just trying to get Brother Wang to run away, and I won't care about you?"

Monk Tong was speechless, his face flushed, and he was speechless.

He and Wang Heming sat on the same stool, and Chen Zican sat across the table across from him.

How is it possible to drag him along and run away with you?

Kick him away is the only way to save him.

It’s not that Monk Tong didn’t want to do it, he just didn’t dare to do it.

So when it came time, I couldn't even kick him over.

"So, are you hurt?"

Cang Haijun glanced at him: "Just because you sit close, I can protect you."

"Huh? - Oh!"

Chen Zican scratched his head, remembering the scene when those pieces of porcelain and sawdust flew in front of him and then fell one after another.

"Besides, at that time, didn't you just want to see more clearly?"