Chu Feng alone began to advance towards the north.

He flew over patches of burning or burning forests.

From time to time, he could still see some monks.

The monks were hesitating, wandering, and some were smiling madly.

They were still trying to find the treasure that had made the emperors go crazy, but they were blind to what was happening in the eight pillars of light not far away.

Or rather, they were happy to see that happen, and that kind of thing happened so that these monks who were lucky enough not to be in that area would have lost most of their competitors in an instant, so that what would have been their turn could finally happen to them.

They didn't even think about whether something like this would happen to them next, greed, and everything had already been controlled.

Chu Feng flew low in the air, and everyone looked at him with vigilance.

The eyes they looked at Chu Feng were a little ridiculous, as if they were the owl described in a book that Chu Feng had read.

Chu Feng didn't care about these people, even if they were the culprits behind the ghost country becoming what it is today.

It's not that he doesn't have resentment, it's that he really can't afford to resent, he has more important things to do, and time is too precious.

Chu Feng was heading north, and he suddenly felt a wisp of déjà vu on a mountain.

That aura seemed familiar, but Chu Feng couldn't remember who that aura belonged to at all.

Chu Feng couldn't help frowning slightly, and without the slightest hesitation at the moment, he fell towards the mountain.

He landed on the top of the hill and looked at the boulder in front of him.

In front of the boulder, leaning against the boulder, sat a short and fat old man.

Beside the old man was a thin young man who had long since died, and that young man held a large iron bow in his hand.

The boy was cut into hundreds of pieces by the sharp sword intent, but they were completely put together, as if it was a game full of evil fun.

The short and fat old man slowly raised his head and looked at Chu Feng.

On the face of the short and fat old man, which was stained with blood and dust, there were two clean marks extending from the corners of his eyes to the bottom of his chin, as if they had been cleaned.

His eyes were filled with fear and sadness.

Chu Feng looked at the short and fat old man and did not speak.

The short and fat old man, looking at Chu Feng, slowly closed his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yan Tianjun is dead. ”

Chu Feng didn't speak, didn't move, his eyes and fists clenched in an instant.

Yan Tianjun is his second master, although this master did not teach him anything, but Yan Tianjun has never treated him as an outsider.

From the moment when he had to take himself away without asking for any reason in Yinshan, and even preferred to fight to the death with the heroes, Yan Tianjun's kindness to him could not be repaid.

He didn't have time to repay that kindness at all, and Yan Tianjun was already dead.

When he knew that the Ghost Kingdom was affected by this catastrophe, he expected that the Ghost Kingdom would be difficult to protect itself, and with Yan Tianjun's temper, he would definitely not steal his life.

Either live standing or die, that is the Yan Tianjun who dares to love and hate.

Chu Feng would even rather that before the war, Yan Tianjun could naturally die of old age, rather than let Yan Tianjun die in battle.

But what Chu Feng feared most still happened.

He looked at Youquan-kun and didn't say a word.

The grudge between Youquanjun and Yan Tianjun is a very old thing.

But what he never expected was that Youquanjun would come to the ghost country for this grievance.

Chu Feng took a deep breath, slowly released his fists, looked at the young man, and said, "Why do you want to kill this child......

He didn't ask about things related to Yan Tianjun, the grievances between Youquan Jun and Yan Tianjun, who could tell who was right and who was wrong?

A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Youquanjun's mouth, and his voice trembled slightly: "Because...... I'm afraid. ”

Chu Feng was slightly stunned.

Fear?

A ninth-order peak monk was actually afraid of a ...... Child?

"This kid is a boy from the ghost country, and I rescued him by the way when I was fleeing. Youquan-kun said slowly.

Chu Feng was slightly startled and frowned, since you saved him, why did you kill him?

Even if Youquan Jun was worried about his hatred with Yan Tianjun, in Chu Feng's impression, Youquan Jun was not a person who loved to kill.

"When I saw the hatred in his eyes, I was terrified. Youquan-kun closed his eyes and tilted his head slightly, "It's like seeing a flame that will ignite itself at any moment." At that time, I thought that if I didn't kill him, he would burn the Six Realms with the flame of revenge, and the same would be true for those who lived in the Ghost Realm. They will hate the Six Realms, so ...... and slay them all down. As long as you kill them all, you can strangle these boring hatreds in the cradle. ”

Chu Feng looked at Youquan Jun with a slight pity in his expression.

"Actually, after all, it's just that I'm scared. Youquan-kun sighed, "I don't dare to face what I've done, I don't dare to take this responsibility, I can't stand the condemnation of my conscience, I can only kill him to escape...... Kill him, and I will never see the weakness of my heart again, and I will not have to face the hatred I have sown. ”

Chu Feng sighed, only to realize that Youquan Jun was actually old, and even his body was a little rickety, and he was no longer the Youquan Jun of eighty years ago.

"Kill me. Youquanjun opened his eyes and looked at Chu Feng with an almost pleading gaze, "The Proud Sword Cave Heaven is gone, and I have become so hypocritical and disgusting. It was too painful for me to live, but I didn't even have the courage to kill myself. Kill me, for the sake of this innocent boy, for Yan Tianjun, for the unjustly killed soul of the ghost country, kill me. ”

Chu Feng was silent, staring slightly, before he said, "Master...... How did he die?"

"He blew up the whole city with his flesh and blood, and he perished with that city, and his bones were gone. Youquanjun said, and he didn't deliberately deceive.

"Thank you. Chu Feng waved slightly, then turned around and wanted to leave.

"Kill me!" Youquan-kun screamed loudly, saliva with stained blood falling from the corners of his mouth, his gray hair stained with blood and dust fluttering messily in the night wind, and two lines of tears kept pouring out of a pair of sloppy eyes, "How else do you torture me to be willing!"

Chu Feng stopped, looked back at Youquanjun, and sighed.

He is not Yan Tianjun, and letting Youquanjun live is not to let those pains continue to torture Youquanjun.

"Senior, you actually want to live, right?" Chu Feng said very seriously.

Youquanjun was stunned.

If he really wanted to die, why did he even forget his grudge against Yan Tianjun when he realized that something was wrong?

If he really wanted to die, why didn't he just let that young man kill him, but he still killed that young man out of fear?

If you really want to die, why don't you even have the courage to blow yourself up?

I actually still want to live, right?

Just like when he first saw Yan Tianjun four hundred years ago, because of the fear of death, he didn't even dare to move, just stood there and kept shaking.

"A person is completely hopeless in this world, has lost the confidence and courage to live, and wants to end his life, that is his freedom as a human being, and that is also the ultimate struggle he sends to this world for his life, and no one has the qualification to make irresponsible remarks. But since the predecessors clearly want to live, why do they have to beg for death?" Chu Feng paused word by word, and said slowly, which was what he had experienced and thought about for so many years, "It's too easy to kill, it's too easy to die, but a person who wants to live is begging for death...... That doesn't solve the problem, it doesn't relieve the pain. ”

"Senior, there is nothing shameful about wanting to live. Chu Feng smiled, remembering the countless desperate escapes he had had, "The Proud Sword Cave Heaven is gone, and you can still rebuild it." The sins that have been created can be paid by one's own hands. ”

Chu Feng said, and smiled again: "If you want to talk about sins, I am afraid that the innocent blood stained in my hands is more than that of my predecessors, I don't know how much...... But I still have to live, live so that I can easily leave this world instead of dying with a heavy burden. ”

Youquanjun was stunned for a long time when he heard this, and only then did he show a little smile on his face, a little sad, a little helpless, but also a little relieved: "Thank you Xiaoyou for your enlightenment, old man...... Do your best. ”

Easier said than done, this is a simple truth, Chu Feng didn't force it, and said with a slight bow: "Then the junior will leave." ”

Chu Feng took a few steps forward, but Youquan Jun's voice suddenly came from behind: "Are you also looking for that opportunity?"

Chu Feng stopped, turned around and said, "Does the senior know any clues?"

Youquanjun sighed and said, "A moment ago, I saw a group of people fighting through that city and heading to the hinterland of the ghost country, and I don't know if the direction they went in had the opportunity you were looking for. ”

Chu Feng was slightly stunned, and couldn't help frowning, Yixin Changshu and the others actually went directly to the center of the ghost country, could they have confidence that the opportunity would be in the hinterland of the ghost country?

Youquan Jun hesitated for a moment before continuing: "I heard from a few monks passing by before that in the western part of the spatial fracture zone, they also found some places where the civilians of the Ghost Kingdom took refuge......

Chu Feng's expression was suddenly startled, and he immediately said, "Thank you seniors for telling me." ”

"Let's go. Youquan-kun said with a smile.

Chu Feng immediately stopped staying and got up to leave.

Youquanjun turned his head to look at the young man beside him, and stared at him for a long time before he stood up tremblingly, made a big salute, and said in a trembling voice: "I'm sorry." ”