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Xiao Feng was still walking alone like a lonely wild wolf, forever tireless.

He had only done two things on the way here. Stop, walk.

He didn't know where Pathless was, but he wasn't worried.

Who was Pathless?

Everyone in the world knew, so it was not very difficult for him to know where Pathless Origin was. Moreover, he believed that he did not need to look for Pathless. He believed that Pathless would look for him.

Ten days had passed, and within those five days, Xiao Feng had been hurrying on his journey. He did not understand this world, and similarly, he did not know this world either, as he was very familiar with it. Perhaps this was his last ten days. During these ten days, he wanted to know everything and turn this place into a memory. He did not belong to this world, so he would disappear. He treasured every minute and every second he spent here, every scenery along the way.

He found a teahouse and sat down.

The sun was setting, and the afterglow of the setting sun reflected off his face.

Xiao Feng enjoyed this life very much. There was too much darkness enveloping him and he needed light.

He even had the urge to embrace the sun. He wanted to hold it in place and hold it in his arms.

But eventually the sun will sink, just as people breathe, and the fish will swim, and it will not change.

The sun was setting.

Xiao Feng's heart sank.

Darkness, Xiao Feng was familiar with the darkness. He stayed in the darkness as if he were at home, but he hated the darkness. He wanted to tear the darkness apart to find some light.

He had always lived in a world of darkness where there was no light at all, and perhaps the only light came from his glasses, which looked forward to the light.

The past few days of freedom had been too enjoyable for him. This made his uncontrollable infatuation towards this world even more so. He wanted to be free, so Pathless had to die. He wanted to live on and enjoy his freedom.

This was merely a desire. If one was in the martial arts world, he or she would not be able to control himself.

He even knew that perhaps the result was far from what he had expected. They would not let him go at all, they would stick to him like maggots attached to the bones, until he died.

But at least it was his hope, his only hope. It was like a strand of straw flowing toward the light, and he had to hold on to it.

Life was like this. As long as one had a sliver of desire, they would fall into that boundless sea of desire.

However, Xiao Feng didn't think too much about it. He was just simply looking forward to it.

He carried his own hatred and had his own destiny. However, he was willing to abandon everything and enjoy a moment of peace.

Killing one person or killing ten people was something that Xiao Feng would never blink his eyes. Killing people was too easy for him, but he hated the feeling of killing people; after killing people, he would constantly vomit after he had killed them. The moment his blood splashed out, he would even feel dizzy, but he had to kill them, a very thorough killing.

Xiao Feng had been living happily for the past few days and did not have much time left. However, in Xiao Feng's eyes, ten days were too extravagant. In the past ten years, he had not stopped swinging his saber in the cave and he had never enjoyed such a life.

The flowers on the field path, the water droplets on the leaves, the bugs crawling on the branches, and the women washing their clothes by the water, Xiao Feng felt that this was life, but all of this did not belong to him now, and would never belong to him.

These few days, it was very strange that there was actually a trace of warmth in Xiao Feng's heart. Perhaps it was because of a woman. Rather than a woman, it would be more accurate to say that it was a girl.

Xiao Feng did not see many women; the one who taught him martial arts was one, the aunt by the roadside was one, the brothel's whore was one, but he had never seen a woman like this one before.

He had an elven, mischievous smile.

It was a melodious voice that sounded like a warbler.

He had an impeccable figure and flawless skin.

A girl like this, no matter who saw it, would always like it.

There was no reason to like someone. From the very first moment he was unconditionally attracted to her, just like how cats eat mice and swim together.

Xiao Feng was not interested in women. In other words, Xiao Feng had never treated women as human beings. In his eyes, they were nothing more than tools, tools to vent one's lust.

Xiao Feng had never really looked at them before. In the darkness, he had only released his anger, his desire, and after releasing it, he would abandon it. He did not think that he would fall in love with a woman, never.