Since the old man Jingkong said the word "no", no matter what Feng Yin was saying, or even deceiving, there was no response in it, and there was no sound at all.

"Let's go. Jiucai sighed: "This old man is a hero, he is ready to sacrifice his body for a long time, we can't shake it, let's go..."

Feng Yin hung his head and walked out step by step, Lin Lan had been waiting outside for a long time, and his eyes were slightly red at this time, and he asked softly, "Do you know the result?"

"When Senior Jingkong made this decision, why didn't you stop him? No one in the Tongxuan Sect could stop him?" Feng Yin was a little angry.

They just want to burn the last bit of light and let Tongxuan survive the catastrophe. Lin Lan's voice was a little hoarse.

"From this point of view, the situation of the Tongxuan Sect is indeed very critical, and it has become the object of the world's partition. Jiucai's faint voice sounded in Feng Yin's ears.

"Who!"

Lin Lan's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, and he stared at Feng Yin coldly: "Who are you!"

Not far away, several Tongxuan elders are eyeing each other, and there is a tendency to shoot if they don't agree.

"An old friend..."

A ray of colored light flowed out of Feng Yin's ears and eyes, turning into a seven-colored divine bird, more than one person tall, scratching his head and making a gesture: "Dada!"

"Say goodbye to the green sea, can the little girl still recognize me?"

Lin Lan's beautiful eyes widened, and she quickly remembered a bird she had saved that day, and said in surprise: "Are you still alive?"

"Phew!" Jiucai took a sip, and then said domineeringly: "What did you say, you saved my life back then, and today I am here to repay your kindness and contribute to your Tongxuan." ”

"I haven't seen you for years, I really thought you were dead, and I felt sorry for you for a while. Lin Lan sighed lightly, stroked the latter's feathers with her slender hand, and Jiucai squinted her eyes in enjoyment.

She quickly sensed that something was wrong, and she couldn't see through the nine-colored cultivation, so she asked out loud at this time.

"Hmph... Don't look at me from the eyes of your ordinary creatures, now you are a Feng boy, not a defeated general under this god, and I can't find the north if I beat him. "The nine-colored indispensable way, and then secretly transmitted the voice to Feng Yin: "Please give some face......

Feng Yin looked defeated.

"I really can't imagine that now that you have grown to such a level, whether it is you or Feng Yin, you are already the existence I look up to. Lin Lan was a little melancholy.

"Come with me, and he will be happy to see you. ”

Lin Lan took Feng Yin's hand, but when Feng Yin broke away, he took a half step back without a trace: "Forget it, I'll just walk around here." ”

"Are you still haunted by that?"

"Don't say it. ”

Feng Yin began to wander around, and at this time, bad news came from the gate of Tongxuan Mountain, and the elder of the Taishang Dynasty who moved the mountain returned with blood, and he waved his sleeves tiredly, and released more than ten unconscious disciples.

"I was blocked on the way, there were too many masters to intercept, I ...... Only less than 30% of the disciples were rescued, and the rest ......"

The field was silent, and the air was a little dull.

Under the bloody clothes, there were dozens of corpses lying down, and there was no sound anymore, some of them were even familiar faces, and they had a relationship with Feng Yin.

Feng Yin and Jiucai left silently, they heard the sound of sharpening their swords in a dense forest, and they were attracted to the past.

A middle-aged man with a **** upper body, sweating in his chest, grinding a divine sword on a large grinding plate, the sword chanting sonorously.

"Senior, what are you doing?" Feng Yin couldn't help asking.

"Alas!" the middle-aged man sighed, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with some melancholy: "This sword has been with me for half a lifetime, but it has not been unsheathed for a hundred years, it is rusty, and my hands are rusty......

I only remember how to teach my disciples, but I forgot how to fight, and now that my house has been robbed, I should also taste the feeling of blood stained with the sword. ”

Feng Yin left, and when he left, he finally recognized this person, it was a strong man of the eighth heaven of life, the peak master of the Taiyi lineage.

"What, do you feel in a heavy mood?" Jiucai said: "It's they who abandoned you, even if you look at you coldly, no one says that you're wrong, your emotions... Where did it come from?"

Feng Yin was silent and walked to the next place, which was the martial arts arena that he used to go to often, but now it was empty and extremely empty.

"No, there's another guy over there. ”

They pushed aside the dense forest and saw a mighty young man practicing boxing, the tiger and the tiger were vigorous, and the fist wind shook the forest to make waves, and finally broke more than a dozen thick giant trees in the air with his physical body one after another, and he sat on a bluestone panting, his face was like sinking ice, and there was a hateful gaze.

"Come out. The young man whispered, and couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw Feng Yin, and said, "Now that it's over, are you also here to mock me?"

Mu Changdong, the senior brother of Cong Yun's lineage, was jealous of Feng Yin and Lin Lan being too close, so he made a war with him on the spot, but he was almost abolished by Fengzi, and a few years have passed, and now he is also a cultivator in the late stage of his initiation.

"Why are you so stubborn in boxing. ”

"When that day comes, I will use all my skills, even if my mana is exhausted, I will fight with my physical body until the last drop of blood is drained......"

Mu Changdong finally couldn't help it, his tiger eyes were full of tears, and he roared and said one thing, his master died, and he was fighting until death, and finally he was torn apart, and he tried his best to send Mu Changdong and his party away.

"Venerable Dragon Palace!" Mu Changdong roared in the sky, angry and crazy.

"Your Master......

Feng Yin was stunned, Mu Changdong's master had seen it himself, one of the leaders of the Dragon Festival, who had carefully explained the past of the Divine City to him and Feng Yin, and the kind old man also died?

There was just a misty light rain behind the mountain, the land was wet, Feng Yin saw the mute, and now he can't be a mute, but the dumb man still likes this title very much, and he has never changed it.

"Senior brother, we miss you very much, we have always wanted to see you but have no chance, we can only wait for you here, wait, wait... Just grew up, haha. ”

"It's because we're in trouble, did you come to help, now that we've grown up, we've heard about you, but I think you'll always be our senior brother of Void Peak, and you've never changed. ”

Zhu Ling, Shi Wei and other children have become thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys, and now they can't hold Feng Yin's legs and be coquettish, but their feelings have not changed.

There are also some younger disciples, twittering and calling Senior Brother, they are the Void Vein who joined after Feng Yin left, and they are full of admiration for this senior brother who has never met but has heard a lot of proud achievements, and his big eyes are full of stars.

Some children are not afraid of life, look up at Jiucai, and then climb up with their hands and feet on its back, Jiucai even said that it is hateful, but did not struggle, and finally carried them around the sky a few times.

"You didn't come at the right time. The dumb man's voice was a little low: "In a few days, these children who carry hope will be taken away." ”

"Where to take them?"

"A safe place that will never be discovered. ”

Feng Yin's voice trembled: "Are you really so desperate?"

“.........”

(End of chapter)