Loyal Heart Roaming the Skies

Chapter 62: Purple air comes from the east, and the princes look to the west

What appeared in Zhu Weiwo's eyes was the fifth move of the Purple Air Coming from the East Sword Art, Purple Air Coming from the East!

The purple air surged as the sword flew like a rainbow.

Jiang Wang charged towards Xiong Wen from the east to the west with the most decisive posture, hitting Xiong Wen's chest from behind with his sword and body.

Then he threw away his sword, turned around and jumped away to avoid Xiong Wen's possible counterattack.

But Xiong Wen's exhausted body had no strength left.

His terrifying and ferocious body fell helplessly and decisively.

As he fell to the ground, he disappeared into the shadows.

Only his round eyes still showed his disbelief.

He couldn't believe that he had died like this!

He couldn't understand why the despicable and weak thief didn't take the opportunity to escape, but had been hiding here all along, silent, patient, and silent, and then suddenly launched this fatal blow.

It was so sudden, so unexpected, yet so stunning and perfectly timed!

Amidst everyone's shock, Jiang Wang slowly stood up.

Jiang Wang had been gambling all night that if Zhu Weiwo could chase Xiong Wen around, then he must have a way to catch up with them, regardless of how they disguised their tracks.

He also gambled that if he didn't return in time, Ling He and Zhao Ru Cheng would find a way to find him. As the leader of the Three Cities' Dao Academy, the academy would not ignore his disappearance. This would give Zhu Weiwo a wonderful clue without him having to do anything.

So he took the initiative to help Xiong Wen cover his tracks to win his temporary trust.

In fact, all he had to do was to delay Xiong Wen.

So he deliberately took Xiong Wen around a big circle, sneaked into the Fang family, and jumped into the Fang family ancestral hall, triggering the power of the Fang family's guardian.

But that was not enough.

Xiong Wen was violent, powerful, and extremely daring. He could easily turn the tables.

Zhu Weiwo could withstand it, but he couldn't.

He himself could either stay far away or never appear in public again, waiting for Xiong Wen to die. But how could Jiang An'an hide?

So he had to make sure Xiong Wen died tonight.

He couldn't let Xiong Wen escape.

All day long, his life had been hanging by a thread. Now he had personally ended the life of the man who had threatened him.

This extreme and intense psychological feeling made his Dao Yuan surge endlessly inside his body.

The small Dao meridian, like a worm, kept moving and swallowing.

But Jiang Wang just turned around and walked out.

"Wait," it was Zhu Weiwo's voice.

Jiang Wang turned around and saw Zhu Weiwo pointing towards Xiong Wen's corpse, "That's your spoils of war."

As a strongman of Xiong Wen's level, he must have had good things on him. Zhu Weiwo meant that he could take whatever he wanted.

But Jiang Wang didn't dare to be greedy. It was fortunate enough to keep his life. He was very clear that tonight, Zhu Weiwo was the protagonist. Without Zhu Weiwo, Xiong Wen could have killed him and left.

Even if he didn't make that one sword strike, Xiong Wen might not have been able to escape.

He just cut off that tiny possibility and didn't think that killing Xiong Wen was his credit.

So he just smiled tiredly, "It's all thanks to Senior Brother's credit. Junior Brother dare not take credit."

After speaking, he didn't look back and walked into the night.

Zhu Weiwo smiled and said to the onlookers of the Fang family, "Please send the body intact to the Dao Academy, thank you."

Then he turned the long spear around, carried it on his shoulder, and walked away.

He wasn't worried about the Fang family people taking Xiong Wen's things.He saw it very clearly. If the Fang family had the guts, they wouldn't have just killed an old man guarding the ancestral temple.

...

It wasn't until he had walked a long way that Jiang Wang heard the crying coming from the Fang family's land behind him.

The old man guarding the ancestral temple was the only Circulating Realm cultivator in the Fang family. He was both one of the few remaining old people in the Fang family and a pillar-like existence in the family.

Although he had a grudge with the Fang family, to be honest, Jiang Wang felt guilty about this old man.

But he had no choice. The world was so cruel, and he was just struggling to survive.

There was one more thing he didn't reveal just now.

At the moment when he killed Xiong Wen from behind, something flew out of Xiong Wen's body and hit him.

At first, he thought it was Xiong Wen's counterattack before death, but later found out it wasn't.

Because he felt a transparent and comfortable feeling instead, and a white phantom flashed in his eyes, as if something had been untied.

Now, that thing appeared in the Circulating Realm.

It was a short, black candle that hadn't been lit.

The Earthworm True Spirit was circling around it.

Jiang Wang didn't have time to experience more. Because he saw Zhao Rucheng holding a lantern, guarding at the front intersection, waiting for him.

Zhao Rucheng didn't ask Jiang Wang what happened tonight, and Jiang Wang didn't ask Zhao Rucheng what efforts he had made tonight.

They talked about more important things.

"Where is An An?"

"Big brother is taking care of her! It's easy to please a little kid. I just told her that you went to Fengxi Town to buy sugar people for her, and she believed it."

Jiang Wang's face turned bitter. "Where can I get a sugar person now?"

"Hahaha." Zhao Rucheng laughed triumphantly and took out five lifelike sugar people in front of Jiang Wang. "I really sent someone to Fengxi Town to buy them!"

...

In the Three Fragrance Tower.

Miao Yu was talking to a person wearing a white bone mask when her expression suddenly changed.

"What happened?"

Miao Yu murmured, "The Bone Seed I planted disappeared."

The person with the bone mask on his back asked, "The Bone Seed you planted? When? Who did you give it to?"

Miao Yu came back to her senses, glanced at him, and smiled ambiguously. "Take care of your own business, and don't meddle in mine."

The person with the bone mask didn't argue and merged into the ground.

After this person left, Miao Yu resumed her contemplative state. "Could it be..."

She suddenly stood up, then sat down again.

"No, I can't confirm it yet. I have to be careful, very careful..."

...

Jiang Family in Feima Lane.

From the bright sky to the sunset, and then to the cool night like water.

Jiang Anan's expression became more and more listless.

Ling He was next to her, doing his best to coax her, but he had neither the talent nor the concentration, so it was all in vain.

Jiang Anan didn't dislike Ling He, but to be honest, Ling brother was not as interesting as Rucheng brother.

As for Du Yehu brother... he looked too fierce!

Of course, these brothers were all very good, but all of them combined were not as good as her own brother.

She wasn't very happy.

To use what her teacher said, it was probably "sorrow comes from the heart and cannot be severed."

Sigh.

Jiang Anan drooped her head.

"How to relieve sorrow? Only with candy."

A vivid sugar person appeared in front of her, followed by the second, third, fourth, and fifth.

Five sugar people lined up.

Behind the sugar people was Jiang Wang's face full of smiles.

"Jiang Anan! Happy birthday! From today, you are five years old!"