Qingluo and the sleeping Liang Xinghan hid in the cave.

The cave was extremely quiet, but Qingluo's ear strength was superhuman, and he faintly heard the sound of conversation coming from the courtyard.

"I have heard for a long time that Liang's predecessors have excellent medical skills, and they are known as 'medical immortals', and when I see them today, they are indeed worthy of the name of the Dao Feng Immortal! The little woman admires it very much!" said a delicate female voice.

"Hmph, don't admire, a handful of old bones like to be quiet, please go back!" Liang Wenyu said.

"Yo, that's the old man's fault. We have come all the way to find the old gentleman, and the old gentleman does not enjoy a cup of tea to drink, how can we leave willingly?"

"The demon girl smiled! How can there be a reason in this world that jackals like to drink tea?"

"Old thing! How dare you speak like this to our high priest?! I think you're impatient!" said a man with a rough voice.

"Stand down, old man talking to me, where do you have the right to interject?" the woman scolded.

"Yes, yes, the high priest taught. ”

"My own dog can't even watch it, but I don't know why this old man is bothering me late at night?" Liang Wenyu said.

"Mr. Liang is quick to speak, the little woman is very admired, and asked the old man to deign to go back with us to meet my master, the head of the sect said that he has been looking at the old man for a long time, and wants to see the dignity. I wonder if the old gentleman can appreciate his face and drive it?" The woman's voice was very coquettish, and her tone was tender.

"What kind of bear is your family leader?"

"Bear?!Old Mr. Liang insulted his master like this in front of us, I'm afraid it's not appropriate!" the woman said angrily.

"If it's not a bear, how can you jackals and mad dogs call him 'master'?"

"Old Mr. Liang's words are sharp, my master is the red-haired demon lord of the Blood Light Sect! ”

"Bloodlight Sect...... Hahaha...... Who was I at the time, it turned out to be that red-haired boy! After so many years, I still haven't forgotten the old man!"

"Since the old gentleman and my family leader are old acquaintances, then please!" said the woman.

"The old man knows very well why he wants to see me, but it's a pity that the old man can't do what he wants!"

"Old gentleman, please don't force the juniors. At that moment, a man's voice came out. This voice was extremely indifferent, and it made people's hearts chill when they heard it, Qingluo felt a little familiar when he heard this voice, but he didn't know when he had heard it.

"Are you...... Zhongli Shaoxia?"

"It's hard for the old gentleman to remember the juniors, the life-saving grace of the year, the juniors have not repaid it!" the man said.

“…… Alas, at that time, the old man realized that your physique was different from ordinary people, but the paper couldn't contain the fire, and you really returned to the devil's path!"

"'Return'! Hmph, the old gentleman's words are really harsh. I hope that Mr. will come with us, so that the younger generation will not have to be rude. ”

"The old man has said a long time ago, he won't go with you, it's easier for you to take the old man's life!"

"So, Mr. must let the junior take action?"

"The old man has made up his mind!"

It turned out that the "Zhongli Shaoxia" in Liang Wenyu's mouth was Lin Zhan's second disciple - Zhong Lixuan. Zhong Lishuo took refuge in the Blood Light Sect ten years ago. Thanks to the scheming of the red-haired Demon Lord and Zhong Lixuan's helper, the "Blood Light Sect" has risen rapidly in just a few years, and they have used various conspiracies and tricks to swallow up the original branches of the Demon Sect one by one, and the sect has also accumulated a large number of talents.

The red-haired Demon Lord attached great importance to this young man who had come from the righteous path, and later taught him the Ancient Demon Sect. In the past ten years, Zhong Lixuan has fought for the Blood Light Sect in the south and the north, and has made great achievements, and the red-haired demon lord regards him as his own, and he has made him the "altar master" whose status is second only to himself. His hands were stained with blood, but he had never killed a single righteous man. He is taciturn, often extremely ruthless in the face of enemies, and half of the Dao methods he uses are the authentic Lonely City Sect's mental method "Lone Sword Asks" and half are the Demon Sect's "Ancient Demon Sect". It is because everyone in the Demon Sect is frightened, and he is a "cold-blooded demon immortal".

"Up. Zhong Lishuo's cold gaze stared straight at Liang Wenyu, and he couldn't see any emotion.

Four masked men dressed in red and black Demon Cult costumes responded and surrounded Liang Wenyu.

The mountain breeze blew, Liang Wenyu smiled and stroked his beard, at this moment in his eyes only the lovely scenery of Yongji Mountain, the nearly twenty years of seclusion, and Liang Xinghan's ordinary days of relying on each other here are vivid, he feels extremely gratified. Therefore, in the face of the extremely vicious demon, his heart was very calm. In the eyes of an old man who has long looked down on the warmth and coldness of the world, there is nothing more joyful than contentment. Looking back on these decades of life, I have saved countless lives in my own hands. As a healer, I also get a great sense of satisfaction from it. He looked up to the sky, his plain clothes fluttered in the wind, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and in the green waves of the Yongji Mountain, he slowly closed his eyes.

The four masked men of the Blood Light Sect were about to rush up, but they were stopped by Zhong Lixuan.

The woman next to her was dressed in a gorgeous cyan dress, with a proud posture and charming phoenix eyes, and asked Zhong Lixuan softly, "What's the matter?"

Zhong Li's eyes were like cold stars, he was wearing a luxurious "Blood Light Sect" black and red costume, his hair was neatly draped on his back, his face was a little strange due to the long cultivation of the "Ancient Demon Sect", and the corners of his eyes and lips turned pale red. But the only thing that hasn't changed is his indifferent eyes as always. He shook his head, turned to leave, and said, "He's dead." ”

This woman in Tsing Yi is the high priest of the Blood Light Sect, named Tang Qing'er. Seeing her eyebrows slightly frowning, she didn't believe it, so she stepped forward cautiously, gently placed her onion-like fingers on Liang Wenyu's nose, and then pressed her fingers on his neck. "I really lost my breath! I won't have any good fruit to eat when I go back this time. ”

Qingluo was furrowed in his chest when he heard the news of Liang Wenyu's death, gritted his teeth with hatred, and just wanted to rush out immediately. But thinking about it, if he had a mistake, Liang Xinghan in his arms would really be helpless from now on. She is such a weak woman, she is not sure when she walks out of the mountains, how can she reach Luzhou City safely after a long journey? Just as she was hesitating, Liang Xinghan in her arms woke up slowly.

"Brother Qingluo, let's ......" Liang Xinghan looked up and saw Qingluo, and didn't react to the environment she was in for a while, she just subconsciously asked, and was firmly covered by Qingluo.

Qingluo watched nervously at the movement outside the grass, and he couldn't hear the sound of talking in front of the courtyard now. This made him even more nervous, and he only felt his heart pounding, if there was a little wind and grass, he would definitely go up and fight hard!

Liang Xinghan's eyes widened, recalling the posture that his grandfather had done before he fell asleep, and he was very anxious, seeing Qingluo's nervous appearance, he must have been in big trouble. She was anxious and helpless, and two lines of hot tears flowed down her face on Qingluo's hands.

Qing Luo was afraid that Liang Xinghan's voice just now would attract those people from the Demon Sect, but fortunately, everything was calm at the moment, and he heard neither the sound of discussion nor footsteps, and his hanging heart gradually relaxed.

However, just as he was relaxing, the grass that covered him and Liang Xinghan was suddenly lifted. The sunlight pierced him a little bit, but he still didn't forget to use one arm to protect Liang Xinghan behind him.

Qingluo raised his head and looked at the tall figure in front of him, only to see a young man dressed in red and black. He looked at the man's face in a daze, his scalp tingled, and then a strong feeling of dizziness came to his mind.

But the strange thing is that the man also looked at Qingluo in a daze, he looked indifferent and looked very handsome. After a moment, the man's icy gaze softened slightly, like a glacier slowly melting in spring.

Then I heard the man say aloud, "No one, let's go." ”

Who is he, and why did he let himself go?

The moonlight is clear, quietly watching the sad tears of the departed.

Liang Xinghan collapsed weakly in front of Liang Wenyu's tomb in the courtyard. She gently pressed her silky face against the rough wooden tablet, and her big red and swollen eyes kept welling up with tears. She no longer had the strength to cry, so she could only let her tears flow freely. Let the tears wet the freshly turned dirt.

The once dull but fulfilling days have never returned with Liang Wenyu's departure, and her mind constantly recalls the images that happened in this simple and unpretentious courtyard: crying, it was grandpa who made herself happy, touching her fingers, it was grandpa who carefully bandaged herself, accidentally knocking over the medicine basket, grandpa not only did not get angry, but laughed...... Now, the moonlight of the past can no longer shine on Grandpa's face.

Ups and downs, stumbling, so many years, grandpa is her protector, it seems that as long as he is there, all suffering will be solved, although his body is not burly, his face is engraved with vicissitudes, but it can give people the most down-to-earth sense of security.

"It's cool outside, so let's go inside. Qingluo draped a coarse cloth garment over Liang Xinghan's weak shoulders.

Liang Xinghan pushed Qingluo's arm away and turned around.

Her red and swollen eyes glared at Qingluo fiercely, and her face was full of tears.

"It's all because of you!Why don't you come out to save grandpa?!"

"I ......"

"It's your brother who killed grandpa!Are you so afraid of him?!"

"My senior brother?" Qingluo suddenly remembered the "Zhongli Shaoxia" in Liang Wenyu's mouth, was that him?

Thinking of this, Qingluo's scalp was numb again, and then there was a slight headache.

"Don't pretend you don't know, you've been designed since you came, aren't you? You're good to me, you're completely lying to me, right?"

"Why do you think that? Of course I ......."

"That's enough!" Lin Tian asked! I don't want to see you again! I won't pay attention to you anymore!" Liang Xinghan said hoarsely.

"Lin Tian asked?!"

Lin Tian asked...... Lin Tian asked......

Qingluo felt that the world was spinning in front of him, and the first time he heard this name was when he mentioned it when Shen Yan of Penglai Island refused to marry at the Taste Conference...... Later, Jiang Xuan and Lin Zhan also kept calling themselves "Wen'er......

Don't......

Immediately, Qingluo felt a splitting headache, and the unbearable torture of the Lotus Heart Mantra began to attack again. He fell to the ground and kept rolling, but he didn't compromise this time, and still desperately recalled the name "Lin Tianwen".

Headaches have reached unprecedented levels. Qingluo clenched his fists with both hands, and his body struggled on the ground. His eyes were bloodshot, his lips were bleeding, and he tried not to faint. He hated this lotus heart mantra, and he was unwilling to be blinded by it for the rest of his life!

However, the more he resisted, the more severe the torture caused by the Lotus Heart Mantra became, and his persistence still failed to stop the raging headache after all. As soon as it was dark, he fainted.