The sect is full of evildoers, but I am the eldest brother.

In a remote alley.

The mud was bumpy and due to lack of sunlight all year round, the walls were covered with moss and were damp.

Tick, tick...

The bright red blood dripped onto the ground, mixing with the dirty soil. With one step, it completely merged into one.

Die Qianchou was hunched over, walking close to the wall. He looked disheveled, with disheveled hair.

He walked unsteadily, as if he would collapse to the ground at any second due to lack of support.

Behind Die Qianchou's blood-soaked collar, there was a shocking wound.

It penetrates deep into the bone marrow and is extremely terrifying.

There was still residual sword energy lingering above, cutting his body all the time.

"You didn't follow me..."

Die Qianchou glanced back with lingering fear.

Not long ago, he was seriously injured by Ying Yucheng and barely escaped death.

Turning around, he met a young man with a sword on his back who hated evil. He rushed up and beat him without saying a word.

The problem is, Die Qianchou still can't beat...

"Ha, ha ha... The heroes of this world are like the crucian carp crossing the river. The young are to be feared, the young are to be...hiss..."

Die Qianchou smiled bitterly, and the sutured scar on his face was pulled, causing another burst of excruciating pain.

This deacon of the Blood Demon Hall, who holds a high position and is awe-inspiring, now looks very humble.

Not only was he covered in blood, but his face was also completely disfigured.

His unfathomable cultivation level was drastically reduced to the point where even walking became a problem, and he was seriously injured and on the verge of death.

In fact, it was after the battle with Ying Yucheng.

Die Qianchou still had at least 30% of his strength left, but he was self-righteous and did not take others seriously.

Unexpectedly...he was almost hacked to death in the street.

Perhaps Di Qianchou would never have dreamed that he was such a rare genius in the outside world.

Two people suddenly appeared in Liuyun Township, and he almost fell into the hands of one of them.

Just because that person is Xiao Jianxin.

"What a disgraceful bunch of trash!"

When Di Qianchou thought about how he was fighting to the death in the front, while the people in the back couldn't even handle the simplest things, he couldn't suppress his anger and started cursing.

"This expedition was not successful. We lost both the wife and the troops..."

"It seems that if you want to use the emperor's granddaughter as a threat to steal the dynasty's dragon energy, you have to think about it carefully."

Die Qianchou walked with a limp.

As he was lost in thought, a shadow fell upon him.

"Who?!"

Die Qianchou suddenly looked up, his vigilance in his heart reaching its highest level, his eyes fixed firmly on the top of the wall.

There, a woman stood proudly, her face cold and stern, emitting an aura that should not be underestimated.

Even though the light was bad and it was difficult to make out her face, Di Qianchou could still feel the unique heroic spirit of the woman, which made him fall for her involuntarily.

"Deacon, how do you feel about ending up in such a situation?" The woman's tone revealed a strong sense of mockery.

That extremely cold look was as if he was looking at a stray dog, without any mercy at all.

"You..." Di Qianchou's eyes were calm, and a barely perceptible trace of blood was quietly wrapped around his fingertips.

He repeated again, “Who is it?”

Yan Chichun curled the corner of his mouth in disdain and released a breath of energy from his body. When Di Qianchou sensed this energy, he immediately became disheartened and gave up all his means.

He smiled self-deprecatingly, a smile that gave people a feeling of both desolation and ugliness.

After all, Di Qianchou's current face...

It really gives people a bad impression.

"The Eastern Divine Region truly is a land of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, a land of outstanding people and blessed with great talents. It's only been less than half a day, and another one has arrived... Since when did Kaihai Realm cultivators become so worthless?"

"It doesn't matter who I am."

Yan Chichun was as light as a swallow. She flew down from the wall and touched the ground with her toes.

Landed lightly in front of Die Qianchou.

"The important thing is, if you want to stay alive, you must obey my orders and... swear eternal loyalty to me."

"Otherwise—die!"

Yan Chichun's vigor is like a rainbow, blooming suddenly.

Although she is only at the Kaihai realm now.

But in his previous life, he was an existence that looked down upon all living beings and was a well-deserved top power.

The magic way is unparalleled and takes the lead!

Die Qianchou was already injured and in critical condition, and was shocked at close range.

In an instant, it flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, crashing into a solid stone wall.

Fell into someone else's long-abandoned courtyard.

"Just, just you... Ugh..."

As he spit out a mouthful of blood, Die Qianchou's consciousness became blurred and his bones were broken.

Even moving a finger is a luxury.

It's true that a tiger in trouble is bullied by a dog...

Lose a circle of people.

As the footsteps got closer, Die Qianchou used all his strength to raise his eyes with difficulty, determined to die rather than surrender!

"You can choose to refuse and just die. No one will care anyway."

Yan Chichun slowly squatted down, reached out and gently stroked Duan Qianchou's face, and said with a smile:

"But if I tell you."

"Following me will make you powerful, and any wish you have will be easily fulfilled."

"for example......"

A cold light flashed in Yan Chichun's eyes.

"Cut off Luo Qianqiu's head with my own hands!"

Hearing this, Di Qianchou's pupils trembled.

He could feel that the vitality in his body was rapidly fading. If he didn't make a choice quickly...

I'm really going to die here!

"The opportunity is right in front of us. It's just a matter of changing followers. It doesn't matter who you follow, trash like you."

Yan Chichun raised his foot and stepped on Die Qianchou's dirty face, his expression full of contempt:

"Look at this ugly face, it's really disgusting. Luo Qianqiu may spare your life out of our old friendship, but I won't."

"Killing you wouldn't satisfy me, it would even dirty my hands... My patience has its limits, you bastard."

Yan Chichun slowly applied force, rubbing the sole of his shoe against Zhuo Qianchou's face repeatedly.

This is not a humiliation, but a charity.

Having lived two lives, she knows one thing very well: in this world, whoever has the bigger fist has the final say.

The weak don’t deserve to live in this world!

It seems like a last glimmer of light.

Die Qianchou didn't know where he got the strength from, his five fingers dug deeply into the ground, gnashing his teeth and saying:

"I... have never been a waste!"

"What did you say, not trash?"

Yan Chichun seemed to have heard a huge joke and couldn't help but hold his forehead and laugh out loud.

After laughing, her face turned cold.

He kicked Die Qianchou in the lower abdomen and knocked him two meters away.

The severe pain caused Die Qianchou to vomit blood continuously, and his breathing became weaker.

It's almost like having one foot in the coffin.

"If you kill me, Master Yu will never let you go, no matter where you are... until you die..."

Diou Qianchou was so depressed that his breath seemed to be hanging by a thread, and his eyes gradually became unfocused.

All the things in the past flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern, and finally...

It stopped on a bright young smiling face.

Luo Qianqiu......

Once upon a time, you were also my best brother.

"Who do you think leaked our whereabouts that day?"