"Stay. ”

Lin Changsheng's lowered face suddenly revealed a hint of Senran.

"Broken knife - go!"

Lin Changsheng's face was gloomy and he threw Shen Yuan out vigorously, and the majestic purple qi in his palm instantly poured into the sword body like a spring.

"Turn—"

"Thorn!"

His right hand pinched the fingers of his sword, and the volley slid a crescent moon in the air.

Then I saw that the Shen Abyss Broken Sword that shot out quickly followed an arc-like trajectory, carrying the cold sword qi and flying towards the nearest thief to him.

"Oops. ”

I saw the black turban bandit in front of me who was desperately fleeing glance behind him, and his face instantly became frightened.

Say it's too late, then it's too soon!

As soon as he saw that the flying sword was still three zhang away, the next moment it was rapidly approaching behind him.

Then I only heard the sword groan of "Zheng", and the frost-covered Shenyuan sword passed close to the neck of the black turban bandit.

"Huh?"

"I'm fine! I didn't..."

His voice stopped abruptly, and his expression of joy froze for a moment.

I saw that the thief who was passed by Shen Yuan by the neck was originally found that there was nothing to do, and cheered.

The next moment, the red line on the neck flashed, and the blood gushed like a pillar in an instant, but the bottom of the eyes of the skull that fell to the ground was deeply incredible.

For some reason, the blood gushing out was missing in an instant, and the corpse of the bandit who fell to the ground became like skin and bones.

"Let's go! Go back and report to the boss!"

"Divide up!"

The bandits fleeing in front of them were frightened when they saw this, and they didn't dare to slow down their feet at all.

"Want to run?"

Lin Changsheng, who was standing at the head of the village, continued to fluctuate with the faint light under his eyes, and then closed his eyes to lift his breath and condense his soul, and his eyes suddenly became purple and mysterious.

In the next moment, the soul consciousness was shrouded in this fifty-mile radius, and he knew the movements of all the bandits well.

Lin Changsheng constantly changed his sword finger gestures, controlling Shen Yuan.

"Whew-"

The sound of breaking through the air was like the scythe of death, and it harvested away the lives one by one.

"Zheng Zheng—"

After killing the seventeenth bandit, the Shen Yuan Broken Sword at this time emitted an unusually cheerful sword roar, and the dazzling blood light on the entire sword body loomed, exuding a terrifying aura like a demon that swallowed flesh and blood.

"Don't kill me.."

I saw that the Shen Yuan Sword was rolling with a bloodthirsty dark light that was ten feet long, and it pierced through the body of the last person in an instant.

An instant.

The naked eye could see the billowing scarlet blood in his body gushing out, and after a few breaths, it converged into a pillar of blood, all of which were hidden in the hilt of the Abyss Sword.

Just now, he didn't manipulate Shen Yuan to kill the last bandit!

It's all the work of its own consciousness!

Lin Changsheng felt this abnormal behavior, his face changed suddenly, his brows tightened, and the bottom of his eyes began to show a trace of worry.

"Shen Yuan, go back—"

"Back!"

"I'll let you go back!"

Lin Changsheng's face was gloomy, and he suddenly found that the connection between himself and this Abyss Sword in his mind seemed to have been suddenly cut off by something......

"Dezi! I'll go back when I go!"

After Lin Changsheng finished explaining to Dezi, who was looking dull in his eyes, his feet floated with pieces of purple qi, and he burst out at four times the speed towards the abyss that was about to leave the range of his soul consciousness.

I saw that a touch of blood red on the edge of the sky in the distance slowly disappeared under Lin Changsheng's eyes.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

"The Shen Yuan Sword is out of the scope of the host's soul sense. ”

'Rustle-'

Lin Changsheng, whose legs were shuttling rapidly between the dense forests, sank when he heard this, and his feet lightly touched the steep stone wall dozens of feet high.

Then he turned into a faint green shadow and stood on a hillside, his eyes staring at the direction in which the Abyss Sword had disappeared.

When Lin Changsheng saw this broken sword at the auction of the Treasure Pavilion, it resonated in his heart, and as his sword intent continued to rise and break through, Lin Changsheng found that the spirituality of this broken sword was extraordinary.

Lin Changsheng guessed that the killing of more than 18 people in the Black Tiger Village this time was very likely to have inadvertently unlocked some of the seals of Shen Yuan, and looking at the evil state when the Shen Yuan Sword killed the last bandit, it was very likely that this sword had some origins.

"Just let it be. ”

After half a ring, Lin Changsheng's eyes were a little reluctant, and he shook his head lightly and sighed.

Turning around, he descended to the peak of dozens of zhang high, and the purple qi of the Northern Darkness continued to circulate rapidly in his body, and the wind was growing step by step under his feet, and his whole body rushed towards Guangshui Village like a meteor.

......

The entrance of Guangshui Village.

Lin Changsheng landed slowly, looking at the uneven dirt floor covered with blood stains.

I couldn't help but think of the tragic death of the old man in cloth, and his eyes dimmed suddenly.

"Knock knock. ”

Lin Changsheng knocked on the wooden door of the old man's house with a sentimental look on his face.

With a "squeak", the door opened, revealing Tokuko's pale face.

He glanced at Lin Changsheng with an expressionless face, and then turned around and went in lonely.

"De-"

"Alas. ”

Lin Changsheng just squeezed out a reluctant smile and was about to talk, and when he saw his dejected appearance, he couldn't help but hold back the words in his stomach.

With a soft sigh, she followed him into the house.

In the center of the room was a black cedar coffin, and a large white cloth was covered with a brown bed in the east corner.

The corpse of the old man in cloth was under the white cloth, and I saw that the white cloth almost at the neck of the corpse was already dark red, and it was still slowly spreading around.

Seeing this, Lin Changsheng paced to the side of the bed, and gently lifted the corner of the white cloth covering his head, and a pungent smell of blood followed.

It was the first time Lin Changsheng had seen such a cruel and bloody scene up close, and his face was a little pale.

Endured the slight discomfort in his heart, and took out a crystal rejuvenation pill from the system warehouse.

After crushing it into powder with his right hand, a trace of Northern Darkness purple qi gushed out from his finger and floated it up.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Changsheng frowned, and slightly straightened the miserable head with his left hand.

I saw that his right hand was slightly tilted, and the Rejuvenation Pill powder floating in the palm of his hand turned into wisps of vigorous green gas, which was slowly sprinkled on the terrifying wound of the neck separation.

After a while, the head and neck of the old man's corpse were tightly glued together, leaving only a faint ring of scars.

Dezi, who was originally sitting on the ground with his body hooked, saw this strange scene, and his extremely gloomy eyes instantly regained their brilliance.

I saw him crawl over excitedly, lying on the head of the bed, stretching out trembling fingers to touch the wound that had healed, and a trace of hope gradually appeared in the depths of his pupils.

With a "plop", he bent down and knelt down in front of Lin Changsheng.

The dark forehead kept hitting the ground heavily, making a pitiful "thump" sound, and after a while, the flesh and blood were blurred.

"Lin... Lin Gongzi. ”

"No, Brother Lin. ”

"Dezi, please save the fifth uncle!"

I saw the sad Dezi with his eyes lying on Lin Changsheng's feet and crying and begging.

"Eh, Dezi, what are you doing, hurry up!" Lin Changsheng hurriedly helped him up, and sighed sadly towards Dezi with sentimental eyes in his eyes: "Alas, how can a person be resurrected after death? ”

Hearing this, Tokuko's burly body couldn't help but tremble violently, as if all his strength had been drained, and he suddenly collapsed to the ground.

I saw him twist his head stiffly, and he was stunned at the old man on the brown bed.

The whole room became silent for a moment.

Soon after, Tokuko's slightly trembling murmur came out, breaking the silence of the scene.

"I'm an orphan. ”

"Even if I die, I won't forget that winter night!"

I saw that his dark face burned with an extremely excited look, and gradually fell into memory.

"I was five years old. ”

"There were big snowflakes all over the sky, and I was shuddering and huddled in the cold corner of Peicheng. ”

"I still remember the feeling of freezing to death. ”

"If it weren't for the fifth master who returned to the village that night to bring me back, I'm afraid I would have frozen to death. ”

Tokuko's excited words gradually began to tremble and choked.

Lin Changsheng was also shocked at this moment, and he couldn't help but think of the third master's kind voice and smile in his mind, he completely understood what Dezi's feelings for the old man were.

Uncle is the sky to Dezi!

But now, the sky has fallen, and the mountains have collapsed.

"I'm just a piece of shit. ”

"I can't do anything, I can't do anything. ”

In the end, even the fifth uncle died in front of his eyes. ”

"What's the point of me being alive?"

Tokuko's voice became quieter and quieter, and her mood seemed to be extremely disordered.

The light under his eyes became darker and darker, and he grinned miserably, and slammed his head into the sharp iron nails that bulged out at the foot of the bed.

"Tokuko!!"

Lin Changsheng exclaimed, and subconsciously reached out to grab it, it was too late to rescue at this moment!

But he didn't expect Dezi to seek death like this, if Dezi lost his life like this, this gave him the face to face the old man in front of him who had not yet entered the ground?

Just as the shining iron nail was about to pierce Tokuko's temple.

Lin Changsheng's waist Huaimu brand flashed with blue light, and a soul rushed out, tightly strangling Dezi's head.

I saw that when Dezi's temples were only half an inch away from the sharp iron nails, he suddenly stopped.

It turned out to be Ruoxuan girl!

Thinking of the scene just now, Lin Changsheng couldn't help but feel a pound of shock in his heart.

The next moment, the angry face climbed up Lin Changsheng's entire cheek.

"You bastard!"

Lin Changsheng rushed forward with disappointment in his eyes, grabbed his collar with his left hand, and lifted the burly Dezi up.

Seeing that Dezi's eyes were still gray, he had no intention of living.

"Smack!"

A crisp sound echoed through the closed room.

Lin Changsheng took out his right hand and slapped him fiercely.

"If it weren't for Miss Ruoxuan saving you today, you would have died, do you know?!"

"If you die, how can you be worthy of your uncle's life-saving grace and nurturing grace?"

"Who will worship the old man in the future?"

"If the old man knew about your ridiculous behavior today, he would definitely regret going to save you back then!"

"If you are a man, you will avenge my uncle!

Lin Changsheng raised his eyebrows and glared, gritting his teeth and hating that iron could not become a steel road.

Then he snorted coldly and threw the Dezi he was holding in his hand to the ground,