The moon hung low in the night.

Hua Rong looked sideways at Song Qian, he used to hope that this person would disappear, but he didn't expect that after Ah Ling fell, only this person could understand his mood and drink with him.

Before drinking this wine, he was a personal disciple of Qingjingtai, and after drinking this wine, he would become a ghost who went around looking for revenge and choosing people to devour.

Those who are sorry for Ah Ling, he will collect debts from them with his own hands.

The jar was empty.

He stood up and waved his hand at Song Qian, "Let's go." ”

Song Qian: "Hmm. ”

Hua Rong hooked her lips, didn't look back, jumped off the roof, and entered the night.

Perhaps those who have seen the darkness and squalor know best where those things are hidden.

Hua Rong puts herself in the shoes of those people, guessing what they might do, and then working backwards to find clues.

He really found it!

He infiltrated the first house and sent the family to the funeral of Tu Shanling.

Blood dripped from his long sword, outlining two words on the sword's body - chasing light.

His natal spirit fan is Tu Shanling.

His sword of revenge is also talking about Tu Shanling.

These men had extinguished his light, and he brought them eternal darkness with his dark sword.

The corpses lay on the ground.

His mind gradually calmed down.

He set off again in search of his next target.

There was only one thing left in his life, revenge.

He didn't know how long the time had passed, and he couldn't even tell the difference between spring, summer, autumn and winter, until he met Geng Tingfang again, he suddenly realized that after a long time, things were not people.

"Senior brother, are you going to stop me?"

Geng Tingfang shook the ring knife in his hand with a rattle, "If you act recklessly, you and I will have a fight." ”

Hua Rong bowed to Geng Tingfang, "Senior brother, I ......"

Geng Tingfang thought that Hua Rong was going to admit his mistake, and he also wanted to say that if Hua Rong was willing to go back to Hejin with him, he would be lightly dismissed.

However, when Geng Tingfang relaxed her vigilance, Hua Rong slapped her palm on Geng Tingfang's abdomen.

Geng Tingfang was furious, and the two were entangled together.

Geng Tingfangxiu's sword is fierce and domineering, and Hua Rong's chasing light is not a natal spirit sword, one increase and one decrease, Hua Rong gradually falls.

Hua Rong's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly withdrew his sword, letting Geng Tingfang's knife slash at him, and he used his sword to kill into the crowd, quickly harvesting his life.

Geng Tingfang was furious and wanted to take down this kid.

Hua Rong succeeded in one blow, and the family did not stay, did not love war at all, and quickly retreated.

He was not lightly injured, and hid in a small mountain village, where he recuperated for a year before he recovered.

After that, he continued to look for clues.

He found the monk who was in charge of suppressing Tu Shanling, and this person had a compass in his hand, the one who had determined the direction in the first place, but the monk refused to say how to use the compass.

He couldn't find the spirit tail where Tu Shanling was suppressed for a while.

Suddenly, one day, there was movement on the compass, and a map and several bright spots appeared on it.

He didn't know why the compass had changed, but he decided to make sure of it as soon as possible.

He got to the nearest place to him, settled the family guarding the Spirit Tail, and he took out the Spirit Tail.

His idea was confirmed, and he followed the instructions of the compass to find it.

He took two spirit tails in a row, but the bright spot on the compass was inexplicably extinguished.

His heart was beating wildly, hoping that she was back, but also fearing that she was back.

His hands were covered in blood, and he had no face to face her.

He followed the instructions of the compass and secretly searched for it, and sure enough, he saw Tu Shanling.

Tu Shanling didn't notice him, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

He has done so many things that disappointed Tu Shanling, and he really has no shame to face her again.

Even if he is avenging Tu Shanling.

He knew that Tu Shanling was looking for the Spirit Tail, so he deliberately avoided the place where Tu Mountain Ling might go back and continued to collect the Spirit Tail.

He put the collected spirit tail in the last place where he didn't take the spirit tail, and put the things that Tu Shan Ling gave him next to the spirit tail.

He sent a message from the bluebird, telling them that something was on the shore.

He knew that Tu Shanling was looking for him, and he didn't even have the courage to look at Tu Shanling from a distance.

He stood on the cliff, looked at the reckless earth, and smiled.

Maybe it's the best if it's over.

He jumped down the cliff.

Before he could fall, he was caught.

Stinky monkeys!

Wu Zhiqi looked at Hua Rong with an angry face, "Don't throw garbage at people's doorsteps!"

Only then did Hua Rong notice that there was a small farm yard under the cliff, and a frail woman was weaving cloth in the small courtyard.

The woman looked like she had just recovered from a long illness, and her blood had not yet recovered, so she stopped to rest for a while after weaving the cloth.

Hua Rong smiled self-deprecatingly and flew up the cliff, ready to die in another place.

Wu Zhiqi frowned and looked at it for a while, then flew up, "Hey, you! Someone wants to live but can't live, why should you give up at will!"

Hua Rong didn't pay attention to Wu Zhiqi at all.

Wu Zhiqi grabbed Hua Rong, "I know you, you are from Zhushan, you made me so miserable back then, I didn't die, what are you dying!"

Hua Rong only felt that this monkey was annoying.

Wu Zhiqi: "I used to be called a demon monkey, and I set off stormy waves, flooded many fertile fields, and drowned many people! I am still alive, and I will give firewood to those villagers who cannot use it, and some of those people are descendants of drowned people or collateral blood relatives. ”

Hua Rong looked at the stinky monkey, and he understood what he meant.

He snorted coldly: "You don't need to care!"

Wu Zhiqi pouted, "I don't know the hearts of good people." ”

He jumped off the cliff again and told his wife, "There's a fool, let's leave him alone, if he dares to throw garbage at my house again, I'll send him flying!"

Nan'er smiled softly, "You have to talk to people well, don't scare people." Whatever you want to eat at noon, I'll make it for you......"

The latter words, Hua Rong couldn't hear clearly.

His heart was empty, and he walked around.

By the time he came to his senses, he had already walked to the foot of the bamboo mountain.

Craftsmen kept entering Zhushan, and large pieces of stone were camelped to the mountain by spirit beasts.

He has all his skills from here, and in the future, like them, he will do a little bit for this holy place.

He turned and went to the town below, and after a few days, the handsome face disappeared and was replaced by an old man with goosebumps.

He trembled and towered to Zhushan, "I have nowhere to go, please take me in, I still have a handful of strength to sweep the floor." ”

The disciples of Zhushan checked it, and this old man who appeared inexplicably did not cultivate and did not pose a threat to Zhushan, so he left the person behind.

He cleaned the Fengxian Hall every day, watched Tu Shanling stride by, and dealt with various things in an orderly manner, as if he had returned to more than ten years ago, and couldn't help but smile.

One day, Tu Shanling suddenly stopped and asked the people around him to go first.

She retreated to the Fengxian Hall and looked deeply at the person who was rubbing the sacrificial vessel, "Huarong." ”

The man turned around slowly, and there was an old look in his movements that could not be concealed.

He saluted Tu Shanling, "Your Excellency has recognized the wrong person!"

After he finished speaking, he passed by Tu Shanling and didn't recognize each other.

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