Evan's Journey Through the Unknown Chapter 10

Before the chicken kid could speak, Leo Vaughn interrupted: "People say that it is a sect rule not to lead the way. If you break it, you will probably be beaten with a stick. Don't force it, you idiot."

wooden club?

wooden club!!

The chicken was dumbfounded: ... Talent! Hero! The weak are afraid of the strong, the strong are afraid of the bully, the bully is afraid of the desperate. He is probably the weak one at the bottom, and Leo Vaughn is definitely the desperate one at the top. He dares to touch the tiger's B*tt and even dares to call Huo Junxiao a fool.

Such a bold way of addressing seemed to shock Evan Drake. He was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes were blank for a moment.

It seems... I've heard something similar somewhere before?

It's like I've dreamt of a similar scene before...

Evan Drake frowned, then lowered his eyes, muttering to himself.

However, this was not the first time he had this feeling, and he was not the only one who had this feeling, so he just muttered a few words and ignored it. Instead, he looked up at Jun Xiao and admired Leo Vaughn's increasingly sophisticated ability to commit suicide.

And Huo Junxiao seemed to be stunned for a moment.

Just when Jizaizi and Evan Drake thought that he would come to his senses and turn hostile the next second, they saw Huo Junxiao twitching the corner of his mouth very subtly.

Oh Sh!t, am I dazzled?!

The chicken boy was almost in a mess in the wind---Is he laughing? And what's with that nostalgic and unsatisfied expression? Is it really okay to have such big mood swings? So does it mean that when people reach a certain level, they will unconsciously become masochists?

Evan Drake also secretly twitched his lips, thinking: Jizaizi's seemingly harmless words almost cost him his life, and Leo Vaughn directly called him a fool, but he smiled happily? !

The thinking of a psychopath is indeed unreasonable...

Poor Jun Xiao didn't know that his extremely faint smile further solidified his image as a psychopath in Evan Drake's mind. Instead, he cast his gaze towards Evan Drake, and it was almost written on his face: Why don't you shout "bang chui" too and let me hear it?

Fortunately, Evan Drake had some difficulties in interpreting people's eyes and expressions, so he could not understand such a complex and obscure meaning for the time being. In addition, Jun Xiao just glanced at him and then retracted his gaze to the chicken.

Only this time, the expression was not so gloomy anymore.

The little chicken who watched Jun Xiao's mood changes throughout the whole process wanted to hug Leo Vaughn and call him daddy. This seemingly unreliable guy actually made the gloomy Jun Xiao suddenly become much more talkable with just one sentence.

If you don't speak up now, when will you speak up?

So the chicken boy looked at Jun Xiao, who was a little more cheerful, and carefully raised his head a little bit. He found that the pressure on his chest was indeed relieved a little, so he took the opportunity to take a breath and expressed his determination to Jun Xiao: "Senior, taking you to Hengtian Gate is easy to discuss. Oh no, there is no problem at all!"

Evan Drake: ... Young man, is it really okay for you to be so unprincipled?

Leo Vaughn gave a thumbs up: "Abandon the dark and join the light, you have awakened."

His attitude changed too quickly, and he agreed too easily, even Jun Xiao couldn't help but frown. Although most of the cultivators were dull, it didn't mean that they were all ungrateful, especially to their respective sects, they were very loyal. After all, almost all of them left home to join the sects when they were young, and then spent dozens or hundreds of years of their long lives closely related to the sects, so it was impossible to say that they had no feelings.

The behavior of this youngster made Jun Xiao and Evan Drake think of two situations---

Either there is a fraud or there is a hidden story.

Jun Xiao and Evan Drake looked at each other, then flicked their sleeves and removed the force that was suppressing the chicken cub.

Jizi sat up, patted his chest and took a breath, then stood up straight. The playful and frivolous expression on his face disappeared, and he became more serious than ever before. He was shorter than Evan Drake, and a little thin, so he looked much smaller than Jun Xiao.

He looked up and asked Jun Xiao seriously: "Senior, are the comments you just made about Hengtian Sect true? Are they really good at taking advantage of others and using despicable means?"

Seeing him ask this, Jun Xiao felt that there was probably something hidden, so he nodded, with a cold and handsome face, and replied in the same serious tone: "I think you probably don't know the origin of Hengtian Sect, and I guess your sect has never mentioned this. Hengtian Sect was originally established by a cultivator who was possessed by a demon during his most insane period. The first few elders who joined the sect were either afraid to resist because of the man's cultivation, or coveted the Taoist scrolls in the man's hands, or relied on the man's power. In short, Hengtian Sect was in a mess at the beginning of its establishment, with good and bad people mixed together, and there were many treacherous villains among them. These people were not stupid, and they used the crazy cultivator to expand the sect, working hard day after day, for thousands of years, and sat on the top seat."

Evan Drake frowned as he listened: In a sect with such a tradition, especially among those highly experienced leaders and elders who are directly involved in the sect's affairs, how many good people can there be?

Jizizi obviously didn't expect that his own sect actually had such a dark history. His face suddenly became darker. He thought for a while and asked again: "So, senior, has Hengtian Sect ever killed anyone?"

"Ha!" Jun Xiao sneered as if he had heard something very funny, and said, "If we talk about killing people, I'm afraid no sect can escape responsibility. But there are always reasons. Most sects will never allow their disciples to kill innocent people. But Hengtian Sect is the biggest exception. The number of people who died at the hands of its disciples can probably be piled up to form a cliff."

Although the youngster had never seen Wangtian Cliff, he had seen it in some scriptures. It was the highest peak of Hengtian Sect. It was said that a demon was locked on it. Although Wangtian Cliff was gone, he could still imagine how majestic and steep that first peak must have been. Hearing Jun Xiao's words, his heart sank again.

Every time he asked a question, it was like he was taking out his heart and putting it on the edge of a knife. Every time Jun Xiao answered, it was like cutting a knife on it. But even so, he still opened his mouth to ask the third question, which was also the question he had always wanted to ask: "Among the people killed by Hengtian Sect, are his own disciples also included?"

Jun Xiao did not answer immediately this time, but thought for a while, and then said: "I have not seen many cases with my own eyes, so I cannot comment on them. But from what I have seen, Hengtian Sect acts ruthlessly and does not care about the lives of its disciples. Moreover..."

"And what?" Chicken Boy asked.

"I have heard some rumors before. You can judge for yourself whether they are credible or not." Jun Xiao glanced at him and said, "It is said that Hengtian Sect once recruited many disciples, not for the purpose of promoting the sect, but to use them as furnaces. However, I don't agree with this statement. As far as I know, during that period, Hengtian Sect recruited disciples very frequently, and often hundreds of people. Such a large number of disciples did not seem to be used as furnaces, but more like consumption..."

Consumption?

Using people for consumption? What can be called consumption?

The little chicken accidentally opened his mind and felt extremely terrified when he thought about it carefully, and his hair stood on end.

Jun Xiao, Evan Drake and Leo Vaughn, who were standing by, just watched the little brat standing there stupidly. No one knew what he was thinking about, his eyes widened, and then suddenly turned red, covered with a layer of mist.

"Oh Sh!t, why are you crying?" Leo Vaughn felt that he was a man after all, and it was a bit scary to see him crying just like that.

Before they could react, the chicken boy knelt heavily in front of Jun Xiao with a "thump". He stiffened his neck and said with a strong nasal voice: "Senior, I was accepted as a disciple by Hengtian Sect when I was 7 years old. It has been exactly ten years now. But I am not the only one in my family who entered Hengtian Sect. Before me, my sister was also accepted by Hengtian Sect. She was accepted a year earlier than me, but I have never seen her since I joined the sect. In the past ten years, I tried every means to find out about her situation, but found that those people in the same batch with her seemed to have evaporated from the face of the earth. After the initiation ceremony, there was no trace of them, and no one saw them again. Unfortunately, I have average qualifications. After ten years, I am still only a disciple of the lowest level and have no access to any valuable information. If possible, I hope that the senior can lend me a hand and help me find my sister. I will be your slave in the future!"

Evan Drake looked at the brat with some worry, then looked at Jun Xiao. He felt that with Jun Xiao's personality, it would be ok to help him out, but if he wanted to help him until he found his sister, that would be really hard to say.

Who knows what these words touched Jun Xiao's nerves. He looked at the chicken cub kneeling on the ground with a complicated expression, was silent for a moment, then nodded and said only one word: "Okay."

This made Evan Drake feel increasingly confused about Jun Xiao.

When they first met, Evan Drake felt that he was domineering, but also had a stubborn stubbornness. He was powerful, but also a kind person. But his subsequent actions showed that he was moody, as if he could kill a person with a wave of his hand like killing an ant. Life did not seem to be something precious in his eyes. And except for the master he mentioned, it seemed that everyone else was the same in his eyes, not much better than air. But now, the simple words of Jizizi actually moved him.

Is this person cold-hearted or warm-hearted, soft-hearted or hard-hearted... Evan Drake can no longer figure it out.

According to Jun Xiao himself, he became a disciple more than five thousand years ago, which means that he has lived for more than five thousand years.

Perhaps it was this long period of time that made him a weird person...

Since they were already in the same camp, Jun Xiao began to order the chicken without hesitation: "Since you have been ordered to come out to find your senior brother, you must have a way to contact Hengtian Sect, right?"

Chicken Cub nodded: "You can contact the senior brother, he assigned me to come out."

"Well, tell them that you followed the traces left by your two senior brothers and came here, and found Evan Drake, but you didn't see any trace of your two senior brothers."

Although he didn't understand the specific intention of his words, Jizaizi still nodded.

Jun Xiao also seemed to be trying to contact someone. He shook his right sleeve and rubbed his index and middle fingers with his thumb. A bright blue flame suddenly ignited at his fingertips. He said to the flame, "The person has been found. Come over when you have time." After that, the bright blue flame flickered twice, then floated away from his fingertips, floated in the air, and then gradually dimmed and disappeared.

After watching his actions, Evan Drake and Leo Vaughn found it a little strange, so they turned to the chicken cub, wanting to see what kind of communication method this side would have.

But what happened is that the brat reached into his trouser pocket, rummaged around a bit, and then pulled out a black...cell phone.

"It's a cell phone?!" Leo Vaughn couldn't help but say.

It’s a cell phone?!

Even Evan Drake couldn't help but feel speechless...

Is there a big difference between the painting styles of these two sides?