Bai Zhiqiu, who was lying on a bamboo chair in the backyard, suddenly coughed violently, and then vomited blood.

The red blood spilled on the ground, and then it was covered by the flying sand, but it still couldn't escape the eyes of the girl behind the door.

Ye Ziyi was frightened.

In her memory, the teacher's cultivation was extremely high, even higher than the city tower where Aunt Hua lived. In the past ten years, no matter whether it is a different race or a variety of cultivators, but there is a teacher lying in the backyard, she is naughty and playful, even if she turns Longmen Town upside down, it is absolutely peaceful. That's why she lives unscrupulously and heartlessly.

She is very fortunate to have such an all-powerful teacher. So much so that many starry nights in previous years would wake up with a smile in my dreams.

Until not so long ago.

On that day, the teacher left Longmen Town. When she returned, she found that the teacher was pale and coughed frequently, as if he had been incurably injured.

She was worried, but she didn't dare to ask more.

Because I'm afraid of the ruler thugs.

She knew that the teacher didn't like to drink medicine, so every day after dinner, she would secretly take out some meat pastries from the kitchen and put them in the teacher's room, praying that the teacher would wake up in the middle of the night like herself, and suddenly have a greedy appetite and eat some to replenish her body.

It was the best she could think of.

But now, seeing that the teacher suddenly coughed up blood, Ye Ziyi, who had always been afraid of the ruler, was worried, and rushed out without having time to think about it.

She almost cried anxiously: "Teacher, what's wrong with you? Don't scare Ye'er......"

Bai Zhiqiu wiped the corners of his mouth with a towel, patted the apprentice's head gently, smiled and did not speak.

"Teacher, don't be angry with Ye'er, okay? Ye'er will never learn dance with Aunt Hua in the future. Seeing the teacher and pointing to drive, the sword that had been buried in front of the tombstone for ten years flew away and disappeared. Ye Ziyi thought to herself that it must be because she had just lost her words and said that she wanted to dance with the sword, so that the teacher was angry and threw the sword away, otherwise why vomit blood?

I can't help but feel guilty when I think of this......

Bai Zhiqiu was naturally not angry.

The truth of vomiting blood is also happy to accept the unexpected gain.

In fact, he doesn't like to be nosy.

As the only remaining saint in the world, he is Bai Zhiqiu's apprentice, and he needs to learn the lovesick Fu that does not enter the stream?

Bai Zhiqiu said: "Really don't study?"

Ye Ziyi shook his head, tears the size of beans rolled down like rain, and threw himself into the arms of the white-haired man: "Don't learn, don't learn anymore......"

......

On the ruined wilderness of the Two Realms Mountain, a long roar spread.

The whistling sound turned into a ripple visible to the naked eye, facing the sky and the earth in all directions, like an air screen that had expanded to the extreme, and exploded in an instant.

Then the low-hanging clouds fled in panic, and the ruins of the wasteland shook to powder, and the earth beneath his feet became sunken outwards, and dust and smoke billowed up.

In the billowing smoke and dust, a rickety figure walked out.

That's Chen Yuanyuan! One of the few saints in the world, the Imperial Alliance destroyed the Two Realms Mountain

of the foundation. No matter how many titles and identities she has had in the past five hundred years, it doesn't matter anymore.

Because right now, she just wants to be an avenger.

You can only be an avenger.

The old woman, whose face was haggard and her eyes were full of fireworks, looked in the direction where Luo Changfeng and the three disappeared, and then her figure disappeared.

In just a few moments, she appeared in the dense jungle dozens of miles away.

She stood on the top of the tallest ancient tree, issuing an edict from the Emperor Alliance that rivers and lakes had not appeared for five hundred years since the fall of the Demon Gate.

She performed the cultivation of a saint, and her voice spread to the world.

"The Emperor Alliance listened to the order, and in accordance with this order, immediately hunted down and killed Luo Changfeng of Fengxue Silver City and the two remnant leaders of the Demon Gate. Heaven and earth, nothing to hide......"

The sage Bai Zhiqiu has the ability to send swords for thousands of miles, and the old woman who is also in the realm of God will naturally be able to spread the means of the eight directions.

So this order was heard.

......

In the middle of a certain lofty mountain in the east of the sky, the simple carriage that was moving quickly on the narrow side road where the sky light was sparsely sprinkled suddenly stopped.

The handsome man in the car looked around, as if looking for the source of the unfathomable sound that passed over his ears.

In the carriage behind him, a slender and clean hand lifted the curtain, revealing a slightly pale face that all women in the world yearn for. Jun Zeyu looked at the long road ahead with empty eyes, and was silent for a long time, not knowing what to think.

"Keep going. ”

With a few inaudible coughs, the curtain fell again.

Su Xiaofan, who was driving, had no choice but to swallow the questions full of questions, with a little worry on his face, and continued his journey......

In the past ten years, the saint has fallen, the sky has risen together, the world has changed suddenly, and the white clouds and dogs have changed. He always vaguely felt that the era he lived in was like an old book, and he saw that he had turned to the final chapter.

And everything, neither the cause can be said, but also powerless to turn the tide.

"Driving ......"

He had no choice but to raise his whip and drink loudly!

......

Nancy Han is also expressing her chest, which is stuffiness in her chest.

He squatted by the clear stream, frantically scooping water to wash his face. His blurred face was reflected in the chaotic ripples, terrible, just like the mood at the moment.

He's in a frustrated mood!

He thought of Shen Tianxin, who was called Tianying that night in the south building, and didn't know how to face Jun Zeyu next.

He thought that his grandmother had just issued a heaven and earth decree that there was nothing to hide in the heavens and the earth, and he didn't know how to face Luo Changfeng in the future. Of course, he didn't know that his grandfather, Nancy Nozomi, was dead.

What he doesn't know is how to face himself.

Seeing the abominable face in the stream magically switch between Emperor Wuxian and himself, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, screamed miserably, and fell to the ground in evasion and fear.

He had a demon in his heart that lingered.

He saw Shen Tianxin's shadow floating up from the stream, approaching him.

He saw Jun Zeyu, Li Xingyun, and Luo Changfeng...... He saw all the former college classmates gathered together, all kinds of dirt

The obscenities lingered.

In an instant, he was spurned by everyone.

Surrounded by guilt and self-blame, he didn't dare to resist or raise his head. He held his head, covered his ears, and kept moving on the ground in a staggered way to escape.

He shouted like mad that he was out of his mind, don't come, and so on.

In this way, he hit a tree with his back and had no way to retreat.

He resolutely got up, like a madman, and fled into the depths of the mountains and forests......

A day later, he climbed the hill and came to a town that was still quite lively.

He was disheveled, with a sinister face, and looked at the various women who came into view on the street.

Those so-called justice and etiquette, those troublesome people and unreasonable things have long been forgotten and scattered out of the clouds.

At this moment, his heart is full of desire, he wants a woman, and he is not in a hurry.

So the rough and dirty hand suddenly stretched out, and as soon as he grasped the soft arm of the young woman passing by him, he turned his head, and his greedy eyes were like a hungry tiger eating people......

There is a kind of perfectionist in the world, once there is a flaw in the trajectory of life, he will bind himself to the cage and go straight to the end, unable to turn back, until he falls into hell.

......

Luo Changfeng did not fall into hell, but he wandered on the edge of hell with Yuan Tiangang and Chongyang.

Indeed, no matter who is targeted by the mad saints in the world today, everywhere in the world may become a hell to bury them.

This is by no means an exaggeration.

As an old opponent of the Imperial Alliance, Yuan Tiangang knew that the old woman Chen Yuanyuan and the Imperial Alliance behind him had this kind of strength.

Therefore, they rushed hundreds of miles from the Two Realms Mountain in one breath before slowing down their pace and hurriedly entering a city to rest for a while.

"Regardless of the Tiannanhai, the north, the east, the west, everywhere the traces of people go, they are all within the scope of the Heaven and Earth Pursuit and Killing Order. The so-called heaven and earth have nothing to hide, nothing more than this. In the inn in the city, Yuan Tiangang, who was covered with dust, picked up the tea bowl and explained to Luo Changfeng and Chongyang, the two juniors.

In fact, it is not the first time that Yuan Tiangang has experienced the pursuit of the Heaven and Earth Order. As early as 500 years ago, when the Heavenly Gate of the Two Realms Mountain was set on fire, the Imperial League, which was worried that the wildfires would not be able to burn and the spring breeze would blow again, issued this order to him and the rest of the Heavenly Gate who had escaped by chance.

It is precisely because of this that Tsing Yi, one of the ten heavenly manifestations, has been hiding for 500 years.

The past is unbearable, and the current scene seems to reproduce the past, Yuan Tiangang can't help but feel a little sad and angry.

The same is true for Chongyang.

Seeing that many years of hard work were ruined, and he, the master of the Heavenly Gate, had no ability to shame and hatred, and ended up with a miserable end where he had nowhere to call home, thinking of this, there was endless depression in his heart, and he couldn't help but pour a lot of wine.

Why didn't Luo Changfeng have a lot of worries?

He wasn't thinking about hatred, naturally not revenge, and not how to plan his next escape...... What he thought about was ten years ago, it was Xue Ji, it was Bailoumen, and it was Yan Ningxue.

The one who jumped and got rid of all the grievances and hatred.