Conceited Immortal On Campus

C501 Don't Leave



C501 Don't Leave

2Outside the Chen family, Chen Yi put down the wine jar and looked at Yan Ann with a calm expression.    
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He picked Yan Ann up and walked towards the scenic area of Dragon Lake Mountain.    

    

Qian Loongquan was injured. He looked at Chen Yi's back and his face was full of sorrow.    

    

His eyes were filled with regret. If he had not been careless, if he had come earlier...    

    

However, he was not an ordinary person. He knew that grief was useless. Then, he took out his phone and slowly said, "He is over 50 years old. One-eye... check. If you can't find Jinling, then go to Jiangnan. If you can't find him in Jiangnan, then go to Huaxia."    

    

Qian Loongquan's voice was cold. After his voice faded, the invisible power of his phone had been twisted and turned into scrap.    

    

He looked at the scrapped phone and his right hand that was stained with blood. There was a cocoon between his thumb and index finger.    

    

Qian Loongquan then stepped forward, but he did not leave. Instead, he guarded the Chen family.    

    

This place still needed to be cleaned up.    

    

...    

    

"Look, is that old man sick?"    

    

"He's injured. His whole body is covered in blood!?"    

    

"It's not an accident, is it?"    

    

"Bro, do you need me to take you to the hospital..."    

    

On the streets of Jinling, Chen Yi pointed at the crowd and walked towards the scenic area of Dragon Lake Mountain.    

    

Even Yu Mengzi was alarmed and informed Yun Mobing.    

    

Very quickly, the two girls appeared together and looked at Chen Yi and Yan Ann.    

    

"Chen Yi, Elder Yan, this is..." Yun Mobing's pupils contracted. She naturally saw the blood on Yan Ann's body.    

    

"Life and death are determined. He will stop here for the rest of his life." Chen Yi said faintly.    

    

Yun Mobing's pupils contracted. Yu Mengzi was even more shocked.    

    

She naturally knew who Yan Ann was.    

    

Back in Zhenjiang, she colluded with the Yin God Cult. It was this True Monarch Nanan who broke the river with a single strike, shaking the entire Jiangnan.    

    

Now, this True Monarch Nanan was actually dead!?    

    

What exactly had happened?!    

    

Yun Mobing was also dumbstruck. She had never thought that Yan Ann would die.    

    

That kind old man in the scenic area... Yun Mobing came back to her senses and looked at Chen Yi who was walking away.    

    

She quietly followed but held her hands tightly.    

    

She could not participate in Yan Ann's death. Even the Yun family could not participate.    

    

To be able to make a Martial Dao True Lord fall, how terrifying would the enemy be?    

    

Most importantly, she cared more about Chen Yi's current mood. Even if Chen Yi wasn't angry or sad, how could it be true?    

    

Based on her understanding of Chen Yi, Chen Yi was definitely not a heartless person.    

    

His feelings for Chen Xinjia, Chen Weiguo, and even his protection for Hu Zixiong during the annual meeting were enough to prove that this Ancestor Chen wasn't that kind of heartless person.    

    

Chen Yi was a Ancestor Chen. When Yan Ann was young, he should have received Chen Yi's favor, so he had travelled all the way until now.    

    

Now that Yan Ann had died... Yun Mobing looked at Chen Yi with some worry. She was unable to understand the feelings in Chen Yi's heart at this moment.    

    

She could not possibly stay in this place. After all, she could not live for a thousand years and she had never truly been high and mighty in this world.    

    

Along with Yun Mobing's complicated thoughts, Chen Yi had already brought Yan Ann back to the Dragon Lake Mountain Scenic Area.    

    

Chen Yi placed Yan Ann on the wooden bed, and only then did he let out a sigh.    

    

"Have you informed the descendants of Little An?" Chen Yi turned around and looked at Yu Mengzi.    

    

"Not yet!"    

    

"Notify them!" Chen Yi turned around and walked out of the wooden house. He sat quietly in the courtyard.    

    

"Chen Yi!" Yun Mobing slowly said, "Old Yan's death..."    

    

Before she could finish, Chen Yi interrupted her.    

    

"You don't need to worry about me. Life and death is something that I am used to. Even if Yan Ann doesn't die today, he can at most live another hundred years." Chen Yi's eyes were calm. "He didn't have any regrets before he died. This life is enough."    

    

But Old Yan did not die naturally, did he? " Yun Mobing looked at Chen Yi and said.    

    

"No, he was killed by someone!" Chen Yi said indifferently.    

    

Yun Mobing was silent for a moment before she said, "Even so, do you think it's normal?"    

    

Chen Yi raised his eyes and looked at Yun Mobing. "So what if it's sad and angry? I will take revenge for him, but I will wait until after he is buried."    

    

Yun Mobing looked at Chen Yi and finally sighed softly and no longer spoke.    

    

When Yan Feiguang arrived, Yan Feiguang saw Chen Yi and Yun Mobing. His expression changed slightly and he hurried into the wooden house.    

    

The wooden house was still silent. There was no sorrow. After a moment, Yan Feiguang walked out.    

    

He looked at Chen Yi. His eyes were slightly red. He lowered his head and said softly, "Ancestor Chen!"    

    

"I will avenge him!" After Chen Yi finished speaking, he stood up.    

    

The reason why he stayed here and waited for Yan Feiguang to come was to leave a message.    

    

If he didn't leave this message behind, Yan Feiguang and the others wouldn't feel at ease.    

    

No matter who the person who killed Yan Ann was, he was not someone Yan Feiguang could deal with.    

    

A Martial Arts Golden Core Stage warrior was enough to wipe out a big family like the Yun family.    

    

Chen Yi stood up and left with Yun Mobing.    

    

Yan Feiguang looked at Chen Yi's back and suddenly shouted, "Yan Feiguang, thank you for the Ancestor Chen!"    

    

When Yan Feiguang raised his head again, Chen Yi had already disappeared from his eyes, but there were two lines of tears in Yan Feiguang's eyes.    

    

...    

    

Jiangnan, Cang River.    

    

A wooden boat sailed across the river, and a person stood quietly on the boat.    

    

Han Loong looked at the river with a leisurely expression.    

    

Even if he had offended that Ancestor Chen, even if he had just killed True Monarch Nanan, whose name shook the entire Jiangnan area, it seemed like a trivial matter to him.    

    

A moment later, a river slowly flowed into the wooden boat and turned into a person's appearance.    

    

If Chen Yi was here, he would be able to recognize that this was the Mirage Illusion that was commonly used in the immortal sects, and he would be able to recognize who this person was.    

    

Mu family, Mu Zifeng, the reincarnation!    

    

Mu Zifeng quietly looked at Han Loong. He slowly said, "You killed Yan Ann. I reckon that Ancestor Chen will find you very soon and kill you!"    

    

Han Loong said indifferently, "I don't believe that there are people who are invincible in this world. Even though he has lived for many years. "    

    

"The Door of Immortality isn't the pinnacle, but the path of martial arts is also the pinnacle!"    

    

His words were cold and arrogant, and he didn't take Mu Zifeng's words seriously.    

    

"But you are no match for him." Mu Zifeng said indifferently. "If you want to die, your son won't live long either."    

    

Han Loong looked at Mu Zifeng and did not care.    

    

"I have a plan. I have almost investigated his identity," Mu Zifeng said.    

    

"Go to the Purple Gold Mountain. I will have other orders." Mu Zifeng spoke proudly, and a faint killing intent flashed across his eyes.    

    

"Mu Zifeng, you know that Ancestor Chen is unparalleled under the heavens. Why do you think that you can kill that Ancestor Chen with your own calculations?" Han Loong suddenly opened his mouth, his face carrying a faint ridicule.    

    

Mu Zifeng's expression could not help but sink. He coldly looked at Han Loong. "You don't believe me?!"    

    

Han Loong said indifferently. "It's not that you don't believe me. The world knows the power of Ancestor Chen."    

    

"I'm not afraid of him, but it doesn't mean that I will look down on this Ancestor Chen."    

    

"I don't fully trust your plan."    

    

"If you could really plot against that Ancestor Chen, you wouldn't have suffered such a great loss before. You wouldn't even dare to show your true body."    

    

Han Loong suddenly smiled, "I am not stupid. If you want to use us as cannon fodder, it doesn't matter even if you fail. In any case, it won't affect you."    

    

"But I am different. This time, if you fail, I will pay with my life. Similarly, I will tell that Ancestor Chen the exact location where you are recuperating in seclusion."    

    

"You are the one. New hatred and old hatred. What will that Ancestor Chen do?"    

    

His words caused Mu Zifeng's face to sink completely. Mu Zifeng stared at Han Loong.    

    

"I won't fail, and you won't die either!"    

    

"There is only one person who will die, and that person who bragged about being a Ancestor Chen." Mu Zifeng left a sentence behind, and the water dispersed, returning to Cang River.    

    

Han Loong slowly sat down with his legs crossed. There was a faint smile on his face.    

    

"Ancestor Chen. I wanted to see it several times, but I never had the chance."    

    

"Finally, I can see the so-called Ancestor Chen. As the saying goes, you are a high and mighty immortal in the immortal mountain!"    

    

Han Loong's eyes were filled with disdain and disdain. It was as if the word 'Ancestor Chen' was a joke in his eyes.    

    


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