Chapter 291 Jinjiang (2)
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The flames made the dark clouds glow red, and the low-lying black and red clouds looked ominous. A cold wind blew from afar and penetrated Yan Shixun's thick black coat.
He lowered his eyelashes, looked in the direction of the old man and the hut burning to death, stood silently for three seconds with his head down, giving himself three seconds to calm down.
When he raised his head again, he had returned to his usual appearance, his eyes were cold and sharp, like a sword drawn from its sheath.
Yan Shixun raised his eyes and looked coldly at the sky, not at all afraid of the heavy clouds that were pressing down like the sky was collapsing.
A drop of rain fell.
Then, there came a crackling sound of raindrops as big as beans.
The clouds were rolling, rumbling thunder was heard from afar, and thick lightning flashed across the sky, splitting the gloomy clouds and revealing the vast sky.
“Boom——!”
Lightning illuminated the entire dark hell.
It was also reflected in Yan Shixun's eyes, as if a flame was ignited.
Then Yan Shixun immediately discovered that there was an extra figure on the pile of corpses.
At first, one could only see a tall and slender outline of the figure, standing between the light and darkness of the lightning, as if guarding the boundary between yin and yang.
When Yan Shixun's eyes adjusted to the light and shadow, he slowly saw the figure clearly.
He was wearing iron armor, shining with a cold light, with a ghost face on his waist roaring ferociously, and the long sword in his hand pointing downwards.
The man stood on the pile of corpses with his back to Yan Shixun, as tall as an unshakable mountain.
Then, the man slowly turned his head, lowered his eyes with cold eyes, and looked at Yan Shixun in the distance.
“Boom——!”
Lightning flashed, illuminating the man's cold and sharp face.
Yan Shixun's eyes slowly widened.
That is clearly... Ye Li's face.
However, that person's aura was far more fierce than the Ye Li that Yan Shixun knew. It was so sharp that it was impossible to approach him, as if one would be cut if one looked at him.
That person is not Ye Li.
That was clearly the warrior who had dared to challenge the heaven and earth and seek justice for the souls of the people who had died unjustly after his death.
The ebony idol...appeared.
When Yan Shixun saw the man with his own eyes, he finally understood why the ghost messenger was shocked and changed his mind a thousand years ago.
Anyone who sees the general will clearly realize that no matter what the way is, in front of the general, the only result is defeat.
He can overcome any injustice, fight for all those who died unjustly, and risk everything for what is right.
As a mortal, I can transcend ghosts and gods.
Yan Shixun raised his head and looked at the man from afar, and even couldn't help but breathe slower.
The man's originally cold and narrow eyes paused for a moment when they reflected the figure of Yan Shixun.
At the same time, Ye Li, who was walking in hell, stopped.
"Shi Xun?"
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