The five words on the yellowish note evoked those memories that they buried deep in the bottom of their hearts, those blood-colored memories had long been blurred, and today Huang Long looked at Chang'an City in the rain and occasionally sighed, which reminded them of some, and then this note made all those memories come back.

Huang Long sighed and said, "I suddenly sighed before, and sure enough, something should happen. ”

The general said with a solemn expression: "I'm going to the palace?"

Huang Long nodded.

The two parted in the middle of the rainy street, holding umbrellas and walking towards the carriage in their house on the other side of the street.

The officer's boots crackled against the stagnant water in the street.

At first, the rhythm of the sound was very smooth and steady.

Then the footsteps on the rainy street became faster and faster, and more and more urgent.

This proves that their true mood at this time is not as relaxed as it seems.

The general's name is Zhao Erhong, he walked on foot with an umbrella, the expression on his face became more and more cold, more and more solemn, the fear in his heart was replaced by anger, he just wanted to report to His Highness as soon as possible, and there were people from the Pei family who had mixed into Huancheng.

Footsteps suddenly shuffled.

His left foot stepped into a puddle of water, and the crackling sound became much longer and duller.

Because he could no longer lift his foot.

His foot fell into the puddle.

There seemed to be an invisible sharp wire on the ground of Rain Street, which cut the pants on his legs, cut his flesh, and cut his bones, so his feet fell.

Not one invisible sharp thread, but two invisible sharp threads.

Then his hands and chest were separated from his body, and his arms, which fell in two, fell from the air like ripe fruit, and smashed into the rain with a crackling sound. Then the head also lost its support and fell off the body.

Zhao Erhong kept his eyes open until he died, and he couldn't even believe what was happening in front of him.

Huang Long held an oil-paper umbrella and galloped towards the carriage at the corner of the street in the rain.

The oil-paper umbrella in his hand was old, and his face was pale.

He didn't want to die.

Although his oil-paper umbrella is very old, and the whole Huancheng thinks he is very incorruptible, in fact, he has been greedy for a lot of silver over the years, and he wants to live and enjoy everything that that silver brings.

Although it was hard to inspect the city gates, in fact he enjoyed the timid eyes of his subordinates and the admiration and admiration of the people, and he wanted to live and continue to enjoy all this.

He thinks that he is a scenery of Huancheng and wants to last for a long time.

At that moment, he heard a snapping sound behind him.

The crackling sound of the heavy pieces of meat falling into the puddle is different from the crackling sound of the official boots stepping into the puddle, and it is very clear in the sound of falling rain.

Huang Long did not look back, did not dare to look back.

His hand holding the oil-paper umbrella trembled, and he looked at the carriage not far away and the steward who bowed respectfully beside the carriage, and his pale face showed a look of despair.

The yellowish note he held tightly in his hand was already wet with rain and sweat.

Suddenly, the young man in black who disappeared on the long street appeared in front of him at some point.

Huang Long was shocked and finally saw the familiar face.

Then a trace of guilt appeared on his face, and then he knelt down in front of the young man in black in the heavy rain.

"Less...... Less head of the house. ”

"Shut up. I'm not your young head of the family. The young man lost the gentleness he had just had, and there was a hint of gloom and hatred in his tone, and every word seemed to pop out of his teeth.

Huang Long lowered his head: "Back then...... I was also forced to do so. There's really no other way. Huang Long had already stopped crying at this time, and was prostrate at the young man's feet, unwilling to get up.

The young man didn't hold an umbrella, and the rain on his body was not sticky, he squatted down, leaned against Huang Long's side and whispered: "Father once told me that even if everyone betrayed the Pei family, you would never do it, so he will hand over all the military power in the south of the Pei family to you." But what about you?"

"I ......" Huang Long stopped talking, or explaining anything anymore, because he knew that any further explanation at this time would be futile.

"You may think that the Pei family is already declining, and even if it can make a few waves, it will die out sooner or later, but I don't think so. Uncle Huang, do you know what it means to be terrible?" The young man's voice suddenly became clearer, and with his voice, the whole sky seemed to light up all of a sudden.

"When I was a child, I hugged the young head of the family, and at that time I knew that the young head of the family was definitely not an ordinary person. When Huang Long heard Pei Nan call himself his uncle, a few glimmers of hope for survival suddenly rose in his heart. Even if he is strong, how can he be the opponent of a cultivator.

"Uncle Huang, in fact, you have a chance to survive. Pei Nan grinned and pointed behind him, Zhao Erhong, who had fallen to the ground in pieces.

"If I heard me right, you let him go to the palace. ”

When Huang Long heard Pei Nan's words, he suddenly fell to the ground, his heart was like ashes, and he knew that he had no more life, so he simply stopped groveling.

"After all these years, do you think your father is not wrong?" Huang Long's voice was hoarse.

The chariot servant in front of the carriage saw that his general seemed to be in great danger, and pulled out a dagger from his waist at some point.

Pei Nan snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, the servant's whole person flew up in the air, fell into the distance, and stopped talking.

"He's wrong, but no matter how wrong he is, I'm his son. So you must die. It took me three years to kill all the people who betrayed the Pei family, and you are the last one. And the reason why I was the last to kill you was actually to give you a chance, but unfortunately, you wasted it. See you then. ”

Pei Nan didn't know when he shook out a soft whip from his arms, the soft whip was as light as a water snake, moving back and forth, and it didn't touch Huanglong's body, but for some reason, Huanglong's body split into two pieces when Pei Nan shook the soft whip.

Blood gushed out, mingling with the rain and forming a trickle into the distance.

And Pei Nan just stood motionless, letting the blood wet the corners of his clothes. I don't know if it's because the mood swings are too drastic, or because the rain is a little cold, his face is a little pale, and the expression between his eyebrows and eyes is a little tired.

The coachman, who was knocked away by his wave, wanted to get up in horror, and the butcher who killed his own family was the butcher, but he used all his strength and did not get up from the rain.

And at some point, the butcher actually walked up to him and looked at himself carefully with scarlet eyes.

Then he said calmly, "Don't worry, I won't kill you." ”

"I ......" The driver was still a lot more timid after all, and wanted to ask why, but he didn't ask after all.

And Pei Nan certainly understood what he meant.

"Because you didn't betray your master even to the end, did you?"

The coachman didn't seem to understand what Pei Nan was saying, but he felt that it made sense, and the butcher's appearance seemed to have become much more attractive in the heavy rain.

Pei Nan no longer paid attention to him, but gasped in the heavy rain, and said to himself: "Dad, it's been three years, and I have killed all these people." I can finally go home. ”

"Hehe, joke, can these people be killed?" The voice was very cold, and it seemed to be full of vicissitudes.

And at this time, Pei Nan realized that at some point, a sword was actually across his neck.

Immobilize him.

As a cultivator, he didn't even feel anyone approaching him, and even pulled out his weapon and put it across his neck. Then there can only be one reason, that is, this person's realm is much higher than himself.

Pei Nan gasped, thinking that it was the praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches, so he wanted to fight for a fish to die at this time, but what he didn't expect was that the cold sword was actually retracted at this time and slammed into the sheath.

"This ......" Pei Nan was stunned, and he didn't understand the specific meaning of the person who came.

"Hello, let me introduce myself, my name is Lin Ji, Lin Ji's Lin, Lin Ji's Ji, if you want, you can also call me Mr. Three. ”