The Demon Swordsman 2

The Demon Swordsman 2
Ch. 250 - The Deepest Hell


"Back?"


"I already know who you really are."


Briefly, but those words were enough to make the look on Xin Chen's face slightly change. It had been thought by him that Xin Zhan had already realized it was him. Either he recognized Xin Chen through a voice, which clearly he was currently being looked at so seriously.


"The aura around you is unique. I've felt it twice. In Renwu City, Fanlu Town .. and lastly here."


Xin Chen was unwilling to answer anything, lying would only make him even deeper in trouble.


"Actually for what?" xin Zhan asked, his tone turning weak.


"Why are you doing all this?"


"You don't understand anything." Xin Chen answered him, slowly but surely he opened his eyes to be able to see the look of his twin brother a little longer. That face, it had sustained many injuries, was the same as it was. It felt a bit strange to him as the two stood facing each other like this. What Xin Zhan had known of his identity, was only that which continued to fill Xin Chen's head.


"Don't think I don't know why you're here." Xin Zhan took a step forward. "You are the Qing-Wanderer"


"I'm not Xin-"


They spoke together, Xin Zhan had not heard much about what Xin Chen said earlier and could only furrow his eyebrows in astonishment.


"What did you say?"


"No, forget. You better not find out anything about me and associate it with other things, it makes me sick."


Xin Zhan smiled faintly, almost invisible. "Thank you for helping us so much. Whoever you are, we're really glad you're on our side."


Xin Zhan turned his gaze elsewhere, his gaze staring far away. As if something was troubling his mind that second, he stared at the figure next to him who was completely uninterested in reading the unease on his face.


"Ah, I don't think there's anything I can say anymore. Sorry to keep you up like this."


Xin Chen intended to leave right then and there, before leaving them he had a brief look. "Take good care of yourself before the war comes ..."


She continued inwardly, 'Make sure mom is okay before I bring her home to us.'


Xin Chen's shadow and the black demon disappeared quickly, leaving the Valley of the Gods without a stop any longer. It seems that person does have a lot to take care of. Xin Zhan clasped back the bracelet that was now within his grasp. Looks sure.


"We must hurry too."


***


Unexpectedly the rain continued to come until nightfall, the more swift it made the river flow profusely and overflow. Flooding in the streets filled all places, including the inn yard that seemed deserted visited by customers. It was seen that a middle-aged man was spending his warm tea inside. Seeing a young man enter he was torn up and wiped his palms several times on the shirt.


"Can I help you, sir?"


"Order a spacious room. If you can, there's no stuff."


"It was just bad."


"You mean?"


Xin Chen immediately placed ten gold pieces on the table, the man looked at him a little reluctantly. The price is not in accordance with the price of the room that is not how much. He had not been able to resist because Xin Chen first said, "The room is spacious with nothing inside. Prepareable?"


The man hurriedly came out of his place and told the innkeeper to immediately prepare the place as their guest wished. It only took half an hour for the man to come back and invite him, "Let me take you to your room."


Xin Chen followed him until they arrived at a place. There's still a table there. Xin Chen pulled him outside and noticed the innkeeper and the two servant girls with their mouths agape.


"Sir, let us!"


Xin Chen simply stared at the innkeeper lazily, until it was finally all done. He immediately closed the door, that very second Ye Long came out and his tail was wagging to and fro. Making the wooden window cracked by the hard tail. Xin Chen took a breath as the innkeeper loudly replied from outside, sounding panicked.


"Is it okay inside?!"


"All is safe."


At that moment Ye Long stared at the entire place, looking a little annoyed. "Where are all the things here?"


"Your horse made my money fall, lizard."


Ye Long was eager to bite Xin Chen's arm just that he couldn't touch his now-sleeping master by leaning against the wall. He stared at the ceiling of the room, no matter which black dragon was nagging in front of him.


"The funniest joke of the last twenty thousand years, you've got dead dragon ancestors hanging, you know. Ha ... Ha." Ye Long's face was inversely proportional to his words, he put on an annoyed face. There was no soft bed or wood that he could bite. Ye Long did not want to sleep, he continued circling in the middle of the room.


"Your brother, he doesn't know you at all?" Ye Long stopped spinning, sitting firmly in front of his master who was trying to sleep. Just a heavy breath. "He didn't recognize me" he said slowly. There was a hint of sadness afterwards, "Maybe more precisely forget about me."


"I can't think how your brain fills up." The dragon seemed hesitant to continue his sentence, "Having a brother who has blood ties but you left him instead. You still have a father and mother."


Xin Chen opened his eyes, remembering something that had always been a question in his mind. "You have a mother? I mean, the female dragon that was your parent?"


Ye Long turned his attention, looking somewhat troubled by Xin Chen's question earlier. "Your brother, he must be a good brother. And your mother ... When the war was over, he was the first to come to me. In the midst of the flames he tried to heal the wounds on my body."


Ye Long no matter what Xin Chen would respond to him like, he just kept talking, "That day I thought saving people seemed more meaningful than saving my parents, the kind that only created misery for you. He left me a long time ago, and it's my fault ..." Ye Long held back his sentence, feeling his age as if it had been wasted all this time. "I followed his men and tried to find him. I always wished he would come back with me and the other dragons. In a place far away from humans and flying high, piercing through the sky. We'll always be fine."


Xin Chen patted Ye Long's head. "He's precious to you, trust me."


"You're just comforting me."


"Both the Demonic Sword and the Dark Dragon, even though they were lost in the deepest hell. We're gonna pull them back. Just one problem."


"Will he take my hand or not?"