Evan's Journey Through the Unknown Chapter 9

Jun Xiao's sudden action not only scared the chicken that was being held by the neck, but also startled Evan Drake and Leo Vaughn who were standing beside him.

They had all seen before that Jun Xiao didn't have a good impression of this little brat. After all, if the matter of Evan Drake's danger was really to be investigated, it was inseparable from him. Even though he didn't do it on purpose, Jun Xiao still didn't look at him well.

But even though Jun Xiao gave him a cold face, he had never had the intention to kill him before. However, now, he changed his attitude faster than turning the pages of a book.

It seems that the "Hengtian Sect" has touched Huo Junxiao's unspeakable G-spot.

The chicken boy obviously didn't expect that after he showed off a little, his sect would actually show off its chicken neck to someone else.

He cried loudly when he was tied up before, but now his life was really in danger, but he couldn't even howl. He could only open his eyes wide and stare at Huo Junxiao's wrist with horror, fearing that this ancestor would be unhappy and tighten his wrist, and he would become an immortal without any cultivation.

Fortunately, Jizai was not there last night and did not see Huo Junxiao casually take away the three heads with a flick of his sleeves. Otherwise, he would have been terrified and would have just thrown himself aside.

But he didn't see it, but Evan Drake did, and it was clear in his mind. He was also a little afraid that Jun Xiao would go crazy and crush the chicken to death. So he subconsciously grabbed Jun Xiao's arm, looked up and asked, "Why are you so angry all of a sudden?"

He didn't use any force with his hands, as if he was just casually placing them there, but it was a silent restraint.

Jun Xiao turned his head and wanted to answer Evan Drake, but he paused and just looked at him in a daze.

Evan Drake's first reaction was that he was looking at the red birthmark at the corner of his eye, so he smiled self-deprecatingly: "It's a little scary when you look at it up close, right?"

Jun Xiao was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses and immediately shook his head: "No, not at all. I never cared about this."

"Then..." Evan Drake felt that apart from this birthmark, there was nothing special on his face that could attract so much attention.

Jun Xiao: "I just..." I've never seen you like this from this angle before.

The Yunfu Peak was majestic and towering at that time. Sometimes he would see the figure in white clothes and black hair standing quietly on the top of the mountain.

There are thousands of miles of flowing clouds in front of me, and the world of mortals behind me, as if standing there for a hundred years...

At that time, he always thought how nice it would be if one day he could have the chance to see that person's youth.

Will he be the same as all the young men, with unyielding ambition, fine clothes and a vigorous horse, full of vigor and vitality...

Unexpectedly, such a presumptuous idea has now become a reality. Although it was in this way, Jun Xiao was still very satisfied.

But the satisfaction was tinged with deep sadness, because the boy in front of him was not only not like an ordinary person of his age, but he couldn't even appreciate the world like an ordinary person.

While Evan Drake was in a coma and had not yet woken up, he had already listened to Leo Vaughn's incoherent account of their life over the past ten years, including Evan Drake's blind eyes.

He once placed his palm lightly over Evan Drake's closed eyes. The pure black and white world with only light and shadow outlines was like one photo after another, skipping frames, so fast that he couldn't see the content clearly. After watching for only a moment, he suddenly withdrew his hand, only to feel that the palm of his hand was burned by fire, and the burning and stinging feeling burned all the way to his chest and into his heart, burning him so much that he didn't even dare to look at it a second time.

He could empathize with the other person, but was powerless to change it because he knew in his heart that this was not ordinary blindness.

Even before he actually found Evan Drake, he knew that Bai Lingchen, who was reborn as a human, was destined to be missing something because he was born without a soul.

It is not even possible to stay alive if the soul is not intact, so how can one be full of vigor and vitality?

The loss of that soul was closely related to the Hengtian Sect that this little kid was taught by. How could he not hate him?

But he couldn't say it, nor did he dare to say it. Apart from the few words he said last night when they first met, he couldn't suppress his emotions and never even called him "Master" again.

Because he was afraid that the fragmentary experiences he imposed would accumulate and accidentally evoke some of Evan Drake's memories one day. The interweaving of memories from past lives was the most taboo thing, because completely different identities and experiences, as well as confusing fragments, would most likely drive a person crazy.

Looking at Evan Drake's appearance, Huo Junxiao silently digested all the words he wanted to say in his heart, and then he spoke a sentence without beginning or ending: "Hengtian Sect has always been mean, taking unconventional approaches, and is best at taking unconventional approaches. If it were any other sect, I could still barely believe that they were looking for people born on an unlucky day of a yin year to change their luck, but if it was Hengtian Sect... ha!"

He sneered, then squeezed the chicken's neck again.

Evan Drake: ...

This twists and turns of his train of thought and his incoherent way of speaking are exactly the same as Leo Vaughn's. They are both psychopaths, no doubt.

Because Huo Junxiao and Evan Drake were talking, the chicken boy was a little relaxed in his grip, so he was about to take the opportunity to shout "Help" in an attempt to arouse the sympathy of Evan Drake and Leo Vaughn, after all, they were the type who would not kill. But before he could even pronounce the word "Help", Huo Junxiao suddenly used force to pinch him back, breaking his voice and twisting it into a heartbreaking "Ji---"

Chicken cub: ... Can it be cured! qaq

Evan Drake: ... Haha, when I was acting crazy just now, I forgot there was another one.

Huo Junxiao: ...Hengtianmen has produced products of this style in recent years?

Leo Vaughn smiled and raised his hand to pat the chicken's head, comforting him: "It's okay if the voice breaks, you'll have a chance to do it again later. I just need an alarm clock to wake me up."

Evan Drake felt that there was no need for him to participate in this kind of crazy meeting, so he let go of Huo Junxiao's arm and waved his hand: "You guys chat, I'll go first---"

Before he finished speaking, Huo Junxiao threw the brat to the ground. He probably thought there was no point in confronting such a stupid person, so he just threw the person away like garbage.

After throwing it, the chicken cub, who was coughing with a red face and struggling to sit up, was suddenly pressed back by an invisible force with a flick of his sleeve.

Chicken: ... Damn, if you want to loosen up, just do it! What's wrong with letting go and then tightening up! Can you stop being so indecisive? !

"I can let you go." Huo Junxiao looked down at him and said coldly: "Get up and lead the way."

Chicken cub: "What road?"

Huo Junxiao spoke each word with emphasis: "Hengtian Gate."

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small theater:

The immortal Yu Xian, who had been missing for more than three months, returned to Yushengmen one day and went straight to Yunfu Palace. Bai Lingchen was not there, but there were suddenly a few little guys in the usually quiet palace.

Yu Xian sat on the window frame and scratched his chin.

Jun Xiao rushed over from a distance and pulled Yu Xian's beard: "Master Salted Fish!"

Yu Xian: "... Brat, I heard that my dull disciple officially accepted three personal disciples a few days ago?"

Jun Xiao: "That's right."

Yu Xian looked around and saw a kid sitting at the door reading a book. He was about the same age as Jun Xiao, about six or seven years old. When he saw him come in, he smiled shyly and left him with the back of his head. The other one was even better. He was still crawling on the ground, sweating all over. He opened his mouth with only two sticky rice front teeth and smiled at Yu Xian, drooling.

Yu Xian's mouth twitched: "That boring guy never accepts disciples, so why did he accept you three debt collectors all of a sudden?"

Jun Xiao pointed at the one reading a book: "Because Junior Brother Wu Nan looks like the jade-carved big-headed little mouse that Master lost." He then pointed at the one crawling on the ground: "Junior Sister Shen Han looks like the bald-haired little monkey that Master picked up and died of old age."

Wu Nan continued reading his book and didn't want to pay any attention to him.

Shen Han, who was crawling on the ground, stopped and looked at Jun Xiao. Then he opened his mouth and cried so hard that his heart was broken and the earth was shaking.

Bai Lingchen, who happened to walk in, gave Jun Xiao a rather unpleasant look.

Yu Xian asked Jun Xiao: "...Then what do you look like?"

Bai Lingchen: "Stupid."

Jun Xiao: ...

Bai Lingchen turned around without even looking back: "Instead of teasing my junior brothers and sisters, why don't you go and memorize all the books in the four cabinets on the first floor of the library?"

In the third year of the Nanhua calendar, Huo Junxiao, a disciple of the twelfth generation leader of the Yusheng Sect, died.