Near the Hongya Tribe Martial Arts Arena, there is an attic in He's house, and in the attic stands an old man of about sixty or seventy years old, with long white hair in a shawl, who is in front of the window, but the window is tightly closed, and he can only watch everything outside through the gap. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

A middle-aged man in the pavilion walked up.

"Father, you saw it all just now!" the person who came was He Xiao, and said respectfully to the old man.

The old man turned around at this time, only to see that his eyes were sunken, as if shrunk in the eye sockets, the old face like dry bark, in the deep wrinkles on the face, you can faintly see a piece of fingernails The big dark red markings, what is even more amazing is that if you look closely, you will find that the dark red things are wriggling in the deep wrinkles, if you identify it carefully, it is a bloodthirsty locust, the whole body is dark red, transparent, terrifying and abnormal.

"Where did this person come from! I have never heard of this person among the surrounding tribes, he was rescued by you, you should know something!" the old and somewhat hoarse voice came from the old man's mouth. This person is He Xiao's father, He Qingyun.

"Father, this person was rescued when I entered the depths of the mountain to collect medicine, at that time there was a tree demon who had become a spirit, and was crossing the thunder tribulation, and this heavy building, as if it was captured by the tree demon, wanted to devour the spiritual power in its body to survive the tribulation, but at the critical moment, the tree demon could not bear the thunder tribulation and died. We found him in the vines of the dryad, when he was already dying, and I didn't want to save him, but under the begging of Zhuxiang, I gave him a pulse, although he was dying, but the pulse was still very stable, and the venom on the dryad vine seemed to be ineffective for him, which aroused my questions and interest, when I entered spiritual power for him to heal, I found that my spiritual power and his spiritual power were repulsed, and this repulsive power was extremely strong, so I concluded that this person's cultivation must be different from ordinary people, so I rescued him and brought him back to the tribe。 He Xiao didn't dare to hide anything, and immediately told the matter of saving the heavy building.

"This person's origin is unknown, but he has such a profound cultivation, maybe it will help our plan, you have to stabilize this person, I have to retreat for a few days recently, and when my Gu art is achieved, it will be the time for us to act. ”

"Yes! The child waits for his father's good news. ”

He Qingyun, who was about to leave, suddenly remembered something, turned around and took out a small jade bottle to He Xiao, and said:

"This is the worm egg of the Heart Devouring Grasshopper Gu that I refined, find a chance to use it for that kid, and he can only be used by me at a critical moment. ”

"Yes! Father!" He Xiao took the Heart-devouring Gu handed over by He Qingyun, and respectfully sent He Qingyun into the secret room, only then did he take a long breath, in front of him, the father, He Xiao always had a strong fear lingering, it was a long memory.

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In a wide courtyard, a small pavilion was built in the courtyard, and I saw Hong Xiu and one of the middle-aged men in black robes, Hong Xiu gulping himself a drink.

One of the men said, "Young Master, tell me first what kind of realm that kid is, and he can easily defeat you with a single look." ”

"According to my investigation just now, his name is Chonglou, it was the Great Elder He Xiao who met him in the depths of the mountain a few days ago, when he was dying, and was later rescued by the Great Elder, judging from his state just now, he should still be very weak, just now, I didn't see him use any internal force, I really can't speculate what kind of realm it is. Hong Xiu knocked on the stone table.

"If this is the case, according to common sense, this person should be the end stage of the Ying Spirit, hehe! At such an age, it is the end stage of the Ying Spirit! This person will become a scourge in the future if you are not removed. Elder He smiled.

"But my current strength is not his opponent at all, not to mention that he has just formed a grudge with me, if he does it at this time, it will inevitably arouse the suspicion of others. Hong Xiu put down the wine glass in his hand.

"Hehe, if it was just now, why didn't you calm down like you do now?" said Elder He.

"Hmph! As soon as I saw him with Zhuxiang, I got angry and told me how to calm down. "Hong Xiudao.

"It's okay, it's okay! I'll leave that heavy building to me, thinking that the teacher's means will make him die silently. Elder He smiled and waved his hand.

Hearing Elder He's words, Hong Xiu's eyes lit up, and he immediately put down the wine glass in his hand and asked excitedly.

"Master, what can you do? Master, do you want to assassinate him?"

"No, no, no, you'll find out then. Elder He got up with a smile and walked out, leaving Hong Xiu with a blank face.

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It was already midnight, and Chonglou was sitting in the middle of the room to practice, only to see the green light lingering around him, and the aura of heaven and earth slowly poured into the dantian along the eight veins of Chonglou's strange meridians.

"It is estimated that it will be completely recovered in a few days!" Chonglou sensed everything in his body.

It was midnight at the moment, and there was a faint fragrance of flowers lingering in Chonglou's room, Chonglou opened his eyes, only to see a small potted plant appear in front of the window, and a gorgeous blood-red flower grew in the pot, swaying gently with the breeze in the moonlight.

The full moon in the sky is like a white jade disk, hanging high in the sky. Night, quietly, I don't know when, there was a melodious flute sound in the silent night, the sound of the flute is as melodious as a green bell, the melodious melody, like a deep sorrow, pulling the pain in the heart of Chonglou, endless thoughts are like the long stream of whimpering in the deep valley......

"Father, Mother......"

Chonglou jumped out of the window, on the tip of a big tree in front of the window, a leaf was lightly touched on the toes, the moonlight was sprinkled, a white robe fluttered with the night breeze, so quietly, looking at the deep night sky, the stars were shining, and he lost his mind in an instant.

In another room, I saw a slender woman in a long skirt standing in front of the window of the room, her slender fingers lightly tapping the jade flute, and her eyes revealed the same lingering thoughts.

When the song ended, the woman gently put down the jade flute in her hand, and saw the man in a white robe on the treetop, so sad in the moonlight.

"Can you tell me about your past?" I want to hear about it!" a soft voice sounded in his ears.

Chonglou came back to his senses from his thoughts, and saw He Zhuxiang standing there on the roof unconsciously, holding the jade flute in his hand, like a fairy.

Chonglou looked at He Zhuxiang, and then looked at the starry sky in the middle of the night.

"In a distant place, there is a tribe called the Fish Tribe, and there, all I can recall......"

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This night, Chonglou said a lot, although Chonglou has been silent for a period of time recently, but this time, he finally said the pain, thoughts and sorrows that have accumulated in his heart, because Chonglou knows that maybe she and himself also want to share the same fate, although Chonglou is not close to her, but Chonglou can feel that there is a common pain between them.

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This night is destined to be long and short, they look at each other, tell each other about their past, the people they have lost the closest and most loved.

For many years, the pain has been accumulated in the deepest part of my heart, and now, maybe to him, or maybe to the night sky, silently telling.

A tear slipped from the eyes of the bamboo fragrance and flew in the lingering night breeze ......;