The Chixia Dao people infused the pitch-black flying sword with powerful spiritual power, and the black lacquer-flying sword vibrated and directly turned into a black-haired lion the size of three zhang!

"Go!"

Chixia Daoist pointed at the morning wind, the black-haired lion was the treasure spirit of the pitch-black flying sword, and when he heard the master's order, he immediately rushed towards the morning breeze and bit down on the morning wind's head!

Suddenly! The morning breeze raised his head, and his eyes were filled with endless sadness! The power of sorrow in his whole body surged out!

"Whew!"

The black-haired lion suddenly lay down at the feet of the morning breeze and began to whine, which made the Chixia Daoist stunned.

He hurriedly pinched the trick, trying to control the Treasure Spirit Black-Haired Lion to attack Morrowind, but no matter what he did, the Black-Haired Lion did not react at all.

A word came out of Chenfeng's mouth, "Sad!"

In an instant, the power of grief was pervasive, and the Chixia Dao people saw that things were strange and wanted to turn around and leave, but suddenly there was a woman's crying voice in his ears, which made him stop his steps.

"This voice, yes, it's her!" the Chixia Daoist turned around to see the owner of the voice, but he found that there was no one beside him.

But next to the ears of the Chixia Dao people, the cry is getting closer and closer, and the voice is getting more and more sad!

"Well, this is my mother's voice! But my mother has been dead for many years, why, why is she crying so sadly?"

Unconsciously, tears began to flow from the eyes of the Chixia Daoist, but he himself was unaware! The eyes of the Chixia Daoist began to blur, and he seemed to see his mother, so he stood not far away crying!

"Mother, why are you crying, why are you so sad?" Chixia Dao muttered to himself, like a dream.

Suddenly, the Chixia Daoist was excited, he woke up from this voice, and hurriedly guarded his Dao heart, making his spiritual platform clear. But it didn't work, and soon other people's voices began to appear in his ears!

Every sound is so familiar to the people of Chixia Dao, but the owners of these voices are crying, sad, and desperate!

These voices, like magic sounds, constantly echoed in the hearts of Chixia Dao people, making the Chixia Dao people look confused, and the whole person fell into a sad illusion!

He seemed to see himself at a few years old, beaten with a stick by his father and bruised all over his body, bullied and humiliated by his fellow villagers in his teens, enslaved in his twenties, and lived like a humble dog!

Suddenly, he saw a woman walking towards him, Chixia Daoist burst into tears, he remembered, this was the woman he loved the most!

But soon, this woman was taken away and sold to the Qinglou, and the Chixia Daoist wanted to catch her, but she was beaten by the other party!

Chixia Dao was heartbroken, sad, desperate, and helpless! Soon, he saw his father being beaten to death for gambling, and his mother was sick from hard work and paralyzed in bed!

"Sad!"

This word sounded in the ears of the Chixia Daoist again, and in the blink of an eye, the mother of the Chixia Daoist died, so the relatives and friends left him one after another, he was like an old dog, disgusted by everyone!

"Sad!"

This voice sounded again, like a death knell! It kept ringing in the hearts of the people of Chixia Dao, and countless people were weeping and screaming!

Countless people walked towards the Chixia Dao people, each of them with a sad face and an aura of sadness, as if they were here to lead him to another world!

Outside the Ling Mansion, Bai Yu had been waiting for more than an hour, but the Ling Mansion had no movement, except for the fluctuation of spiritual power at the beginning, the following time was extremely calm.

"What's going on?" Bai Yu was puzzled, according to his expectations, the Chixia Dao people should be fighting with the other party soon!

Bai Yu waited for another half an hour, he finally couldn't sit still, he wanted to go and see what was going on, so he headed towards the Ling Mansion!

In the courtyard of the Ling Mansion, Master Ling saw that the Chixia Daoist had been in for more than an hour, but he had not come out yet, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried about the morning breeze in his heart.

Although the people of Chixia Dao said that Chenfeng was an evil cultivator, and also said that Chenfeng had put a curse on Ling Yanxue, Master Ling did not agree, because the "strange disease" on Ling Yanxue's body had indeed been cured.

If Chenfeng really took a fancy to his daughter, he could tell him directly, and he would cure his daughter with Chenfeng, and Master Ling would not refuse, and he couldn't make a spell to control his daughter at all!

So Master Ling didn't believe a word about what the Chixia Daoist said, but he was just an ordinary person, and he couldn't stop the Chixia Daoist at all, so he could only pray for the morning breeze in his heart, hoping that the morning breeze was fine!

At this moment, Bai Yu descended from the sky, startling everyone! Bai Yu didn't even look at the people in the Ling Mansion, and his divine sense directly scanned the hall.

Bai Yu found that there were two people in the hall, it was Chixia Dao and Chenfeng, but the two didn't move, just stood there, motionless!

"Squeak!"

The door of the hall was opened by Bai Yu, and a cool night breeze blew into the hall, and Bai Yu walked in.

Master Ling originally wanted to stop it, but Ling Yanxue pulled his sleeve, signaling that he couldn't stop it.

In the hall, the Chixia Daoist stared dullly, burst into tears, as if he had lost his soul, his body exuded a sad aura, motionless!

Chenfeng also stood aside, his eyes full of sadness, and the breath of sadness on his body was permeating. Bai Yu didn't look at the morning wind, but also looked at the Chixia Dao people.

Bai Yu said softly: "Master, what's wrong with you?" Chixia Daoist did not react in the slightest, and his gaze was still blank.

Bai Yu shouted twice, and seeing that the Chixia Daoist still didn't react, there was a murderous flash in his eyes, and he walked towards the Chixia Daoist!

Bai Yu came to Chixia Daoren, with a flying sword in his hand, and at this time, in his mind, the picture of Chixia Daoist twisting his own brother Bai Fei's neck flashed!

"Kill!"

A flying sword appeared in Bai Yu's hand and slashed directly at the neck of the Chixia Daoist, he wanted to cut off the head of the Chixia Daoist and take it to his brother's grave to pay tribute to his spirit in the sky!

"Dang!"

A piece of jade pendant on the Chixia Daoist glowed, and a white shield appeared, flicking the flying sword in Bai Yu's hand away!

Bai Yu has seen this jade pendant, it is the talisman of the Chixia Dao people, and the defense is very strong!

Bai Yu gritted his teeth, this was his best chance to take revenge, if he missed today, he might never have a chance to do it again.

As soon as Bai Yu patted the storage bag, a finger-length pitch-black wooden spear appeared in his palm, this pitch-black wooden spear was called "Breaking Shield Spear", which was a one-time magic weapon, specializing in breaking the shield of various defensive magic weapons.

The white jade sacrificed the broken shield spear, and the broken shield spear flashed with black light, crashing into the magic weapon shield of the Chixia Daoist!

"Poof!"

The magic weapon shield on the Chixia Dao people was directly torn open by the broken shield spear, the broken shield spear burned, and the black light was flourishing, and in less than a moment, the magic weapon shield collapsed!

Seeing this, Bai Yu slashed down with a sword!

"Poof!"

Bai Yu's body suddenly flew upside down, slammed into the wall fiercely, blood overflowed from his mouth, and he looked up at the Chixia Daoist with hatred in his eyes!

The Chixia Daoist was cloaked, his eyes revealed endless madness, and just now he suddenly made a move and knocked the white jade away.