In the spring of the forty-first year of Dayan, hundreds of people in Bodhi City were shocked to see that three thousand Bodhi had fallen on the mountain, and there was no academy in the world since then.

It was rumored in later generations that in the same year, the statue of Tiandong, the culprit who had destroyed the Bodhi Academy with his own hands, was led to Baihua Island in the South China Sea by Bai Zhiqiu, the master of the Demon Gate, with his magic skills, and his life and death were unknown.

After that, the whereabouts of this saint surnamed Chen were unknown, and the temple in the hinterland of the Twelve Star Rivers in Tiandong was no longer holy.

As for whether this rumor is true or false, even the twelve stars of the heavens are not verified.

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The summer of Dayan has not yet arrived in the forty-first year, but the rainy season seems to be many days earlier than in previous years.

Since the burning of the mountain academy, it has rained for three consecutive days, intermittently, like a down-and-out young man who walks on the hillside somewhere, holding half an altar of snow knives and drinking delirium.

The boy has been heading east.

It's not to break through the revenge of the Eight Hundred Sects of the Heavenly East Academy, in fact, he is already dead, let alone revenge, now he may not even be able to lift a knife.

The reason for the eastward ...... It's because he doesn't even know where he is.

But he saw the way, and went on.

When he saw the light, he wanted to run away.

When he fell down the hill, he got up and walked down the hill.

It's the end of the day.

The sky had already darkened with heavy rain.

In the distance, you can faintly see some scattered faint lights, and this place is like a small mountain village away from the hustle and bustle of the world.

Luo Changfeng hugged the wine jar, and poured it every few steps.

His hair was messy, his face was covered with exhaustion and mud, and the stubble that was faintly visible was popping out.

His robe was already in tatters, and Luo Changfeng looked like a beggar at this time, a beggar who had failed in the beggar pile.

Because he can't even beg.

Walking alone on the hillside on a rainy night, my feet slipped, and the whole person rolled down the hillside and hit the trunk of a tree.

But he still clung to the altar of snow knife burning.

It's a great wine!

Luo Changfeng didn't get up at all, so he leaned on the trunk of the tree, let the raindrops as big as beans hit his body, and fell asleep with the wine jar in his arms.

In fact he was not sleeping, he was fainting.

After returning to the academy from the seventy-two peaks of Kunlun Mountain, he has been injured.

The fusion of the two catalogues of the Huanhua Washing Sword Diagram and the Sheji Mountains and Rivers Diagram in the Yuan Shen caused a lot of damage to his body and even the Yuan Shen, and he never said it.

He didn't tell anyone, he endured it all the time.

Because the teacher is back!

Coupled with the fact that the academy no longer exists, the blow to him is no less than the extinction of the family a few years ago.

It can be said that today's Luo Changfeng is physically and mentally exhausted, he is unwilling to treat his injuries, and he is unwilling to sew up cracks in his heart.

He didn't pursue it.

He only pursues a jar of snow knife burning, making the memory in his mind blurry, and then letting himself fall into a drowsy forever!

Luo Changfeng woke up and lay on the strange and clean bed.

The clothes on his body have even been changed and washed, and he has changed into the clothes of ordinary teenagers of the same age.

Luo Changfeng didn't think too much about it.

He didn't want to think too much about it.

The first thing he did when he woke up was to look for the unfinished snow knife on the bed, but luckily he found it.

After pouring himself hard, he quietly left the ordinary house in this small mountain village while no one noticed.

On the road again.

Previous: No Return.

The rain stopped.

The rain is falling again.

Luo Changfeng was still holding a jar of wine, and a new jar of wine was walking alone on the desolate official road.

A convoy of wagons drove by, and the startled horse crashed into him, knocking him far away.

He vomited blood.

Then he grinned with tears in his eyes and laughed like crazy.

Then he continued to drink.

He got up from the official road, and despite the clothes that were splashed with muddy water, he had nothing but a jar of wine.

He walked from the official road of the wasteland to a small town in the middle of nowhere.

I don't know where he slept in front of the door, and people passing by the city regarded him as a beggar, and occasionally left a few copper coins as alms.

After Luo Changfeng woke up, he wanted to pick up those copper coins and buy wine again, but he encountered several fellow practitioners who punched and kicked him and snatched them again.

Luo Changfeng curled up on the ground, holding his head in his hands, and when the beggars were gone, he opened his palms and smiled.

With a few copper coins in his hand, he could finally buy some wine to drink.

He is not a passer-by in a small town, he is at most a beggar who wanders around the town.

A few more days passed.

On an unknown mountain road, he encountered several roadblockers, not ordinary roadblockers.

Emperor Wuxian took his Moon Shadow Dynasty's Yue Clan brothers Hu Cong to spend half a month and finally found Luo Changfeng's whereabouts.

They stopped in front of Luo Changfeng.

It's a pity that Luo Changfeng doesn't seem to recognize them now, and he doesn't have the mood to look at these people's faces.

"Let's make it. ”

Luo Changfeng irritably stretched out his hand to push away the emperor who was in the way, but he was locked by the white-clothed and white-haired emperor of the alliance with his backhand, and then shook out more than ten meters away with a palm.

Luo Changfeng, whose cheeks were flushed, fell on the mountain road in extreme pain.

After the collapse of the academy, Emperor Wuxian went up the mountain again to confirm that he found some clues on the mountain, so he followed Luo Changfeng's whereabouts all the way, but he never thought that the Luo Changfeng he saw would be like this in front of him.

Emperor Wuxian frowned in disgust.

"Rubbish!"

Emperor Wutear's mouth spit out two words with hatred.

The moon phase behind him was a little worried.

Luo Changfeng got up from the ground.

didn't pay attention to the emperor without tears at all, just blindly drank and drank.

"Take ...... away," Emperor Wu turned around and ordered the few Moon Shadow Dynasty servants who followed.

The moon phase was stunned for a moment.

But he had to obey Childe's orders.

Just as she and the Fourth Brother Moon Shadow Disciple walked towards Luo Changfeng, a figure wrapped in a black robe suddenly appeared like a ghostly mountain wind and attacked the two of them.

During the moon phase, the brother and sister were defenseless, and were forced to retreat by this sudden black shadow.

The black shadow was also extremely simple, and his body was not dragging his feet, and he turned around and wanted to break through the wind with Luo Changfeng in one hand.

But the emperor has no tears and is still here.

The prince of the Emperor League is a Tianjiao figure who is as famous as the new head of the Kunlun Sword Pavilion, Muyun Sword City, and his cultivation strength has already reached the realm of spiritual aperture, and he must be in the top ten figures in the new list of Tianque that Tianji Pavilion is about to promulgate.

Naturally, he wouldn't watch this man in black of unknown origin take Luo Changfeng away.

After Emperor Wuxian noticed the figure in black, he came from behind him.

This move completely used the means of spiritual aperture realm cultivation.

When Emperor Wu made a move, it was when the black-clothed figure grabbed Luo Changfeng. Although he didn't dare to underestimate the prince of the Emperor League, after the emperor made a tearless move, the figure in black still felt that he had underestimated this Tianjiao who was commented on by Tianji Pavilion.

Although the figure in black was dodging, he was still hit on the side shoulder by Emperor Wutear.

However, his reaction was also extremely fast, and after being hit by Emperor Wuxi's move, he sent a move with courtesy.

The palms are facing each other.

An invisible wave of qi rippled around it, shattering countless leaves.

Emperor Wutear's eyes showed an instant look of horror, and then the white-robed figure was shocked and took a few steps back.

The black-clothed figure who grabbed this gap was carrying Luo Changfeng and flying towards the deep mountains.

During the phase of the moon, the brother and sister wanted to chase after them, but they heard the emperor's tearless shout: "Forget it." ”

Emperor Wu's tearful voice fell, but blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

He's hurt!

The Yue brothers and sisters were slightly surprised.

I thought to myself, could it be that the person who came was also a strong man in the realm of spiritual aperture? Otherwise, it would be impossible to hurt Emperor Wuxian with the power of one palm.

Emperor Wutear's eyes were crimson, staring at the direction of the black-clothed figure's departure, his brows furrowed deeply.

"Send a message to Tie Leng, track down this person's traces. ”

......

More than a dozen fiery horses galloped on the middle of nowhere.

A nondescript carriage was guarded by the caravan.

The person driving the carriage was none other than General Yuwen, the leader of Yan Lingwei who had followed Princess Ning Xue from the Great Yan Empire.

The horse-drawn carriage speeding down the middle of nowhere, looked much heavier than before.

Because there was one more person in the carriage besides Princess Ningxue.

A drunk.

Even if he dies, he has to hold the drunkard of the wine jar.

The drunk man was a teenager who had no idea what to do with his life and was abandoned by fate.

The boy slept in the carriage, his head resting on Cher's legs, looking in pain, as if he was having a nightmare from which he could not wake up.

Xue'er stretched out her little hand, affectionately and gently stroked the young man's stubble full of vicissitudes: "Brother Changfeng......"

Many images of the past suddenly appeared in Xue'er's mind.

There is the sunshine in the academy, the laughter in the Tianxiang Pavilion, and the sparkling blood of the swords and soldiers in the peach blossom forest.

It's been a year.

Xue'er knew that Brother Changfeng had woken up, but she refused to return to the academy for a long time.

Because she didn't know how to deal with it.

She didn't know how Brother Changfeng would face the daughter of a bloody enemy!

Life would be as good as it was when we first saw it.

Thinking of the first time I saw it at that time, Xue'er pear blossoms with rain and two lines of hot tears fell.

Dripping on Luo Changfeng's face.

The endless parting of the heart being tricked by fate at the end of the world is all sour in this meeting!

Yu Wenval, the leader of Yan Lingwei who was driving, heard the faint mosquito-like sound in the carriage, and sighed deeply in his heart.

What a bad fate!

The black-clothed figure was naturally the leader of Yan Lingwei in the upper realm of the spiritual aperture.

In order to avoid being detected by the people of the Imperial Alliance, their group carefully detoured through many detours that they did not need. Later, Yan Lingwei, who was the best at acting in secret, found that the emperor had no trace of tears, so he had been secretly tracking him.

Only at this critical moment, Yuwen Valve rescued Luo Changfeng.

And according to Xue'er's meaning, there are a total of eight identical carriages, which are driven by Yan Lingwei in disguise and drive in eight directions.

to escape the pursuit of Emperor Wuxi.

The horse team galloped for a day and a night, and entered the boundary where the Eight Hundred Sects of Tiandong and the Seven Prefectures coexisted, and stopped in a town called Yuanshan Town, which was backed by water.

After Yan Lingwei's inquiry, Xue'er and Yuwen took the unconscious Luo Changfeng to the town's medical house.

The only medical shop in Yuanshan Town.

A spacious fenced courtyard, a few simple but not humble thatched huts, and some herb mountain skins are basking in the courtyard.

There is also a little white fox bathing in the breeze.

Yuwen Valve carried the unconscious Luo Changfeng on his back, and Xue'er knocked on the fence door.

After hearing the sound, a little medicine girl about twenty-eight years old came out of the hut.

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