บท 171: Chapter 171: Black Flood Dragon's Spiritual Dragon Hidden Lake

In the dense forest.

The Old Man Qingfeng's chest was continuously convulsing, his facial muscles also spasming, and fresh blood was ceaselessly gulping from his mouth, while blood also flowed from his nose and ears.

This scene was extremely bizarre.

Feng Lingyue walked slowly up to Old Man Qingfeng then shook his head and sighed, "Life in this world is but a transient journey; when will the struggle for fame and profit ever cease?"

Looking at Luo Qingfeng, who had once roamed the Jianghu with joy in friendships and enmities, a touch of melancholy and emotion arose in Feng Lingyue's heart.

This is the Jianghu.

Having entered the Jianghu, it held not only illusory fame and wealth but also intrigue and the shadows of swords and blades.

The so-called Jianghu is the human heart, where everything originates.

The lesser form of heroism aids those in distress; the greater serves the country and the people.