The sword platform is still the same, the sword intent is still there,

But the man who wielded the sword was gone, and turned into a dry bone, and the dust was sealed in the earth, shining with the grass and trees. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The ancestral shrine of the Ling family,

Even though Excalibur Villa has fallen, it still stands intact in the depths of the backyard, which is almost the best-preserved place in the entire Excalibur Villa.

Perhaps the enemy family rummaged around the villa after killing the people of the Ling family, but in the end they were still in awe of the place where the deceased rested, and did not rummage through it too violently, so that it could be preserved intact.

Countless tablets stand on the incense table, although there is no incense lingering, although the dust is dense, but it is like a heroic soul that has never gone away, waiting here, the arrival of the heir of the Excalibur Villa, silent until eternity.

Qin Xin and the others stayed in the front yard, only Ling Zifeng and Ling Mengran came to the ancestral hall, after all, in a place like the ancestral hall, outsiders are not allowed to set foot at will, even Qin Xin, who has not really become a person of the Ling family, is not qualified to enter.

The two of them slowly stepped on the steps, as if they were burdened by a thousand catties, and walked into the ancestral shrine with heavy expressions.

The curtain was covered with dust, and the wind lamps that had dried up the pine oil swayed around, and even the futons on the ground accumulated a thick layer of dust.

There were still a few unburned candles on the ground, they were cut off by someone, and the remaining one was still standing on the incense case, obviously broken by the sword qi of the masters of the rivers and lakes.

The two of them lowered their heads and began to clean up the dust in the ancestral hall, until they had made themselves dusty, and then they cleaned up the ancestral hall to a rough appearance.

"Alright, let's just forget it. ”

"I think your ancestors have enjoyed this dirt and dust for twenty years, and if they clean it up too cleanly, they won't be used to it!"

Ling Mengran sat on the futon panting, looking at Ling Zifeng's heavy face, so she pursed her lips and chuckled, and took this list of ancestors to a halt.

Forehead!

Ling Zifeng came back to his senses in the middle of the sound, his expression froze on his face, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he understood that Ling Mengran just wanted to make himself more relaxed.

If the ancestors knew about it, they would have had a dream and changed their clothes!

Ling Zifeng lowered his head and thought, sighed softly, lit the incense candle, and filled up the pine oil in the wind lamp to light it before untying the package tied to the north.

It was wrapped in a coarse cloth and tied to the north, and it was the tablet of Ling Zifeng's mother, Ling Piaoping.

This tablet is carved from ancient wood, which is a thousand-year-old wood that Ling Zifeng found in the depths of the Valley of Sadness, and was carved by Wen Xiaoran.

Ling Zifeng had tried his best to persuade the rigid old shopkeeper to store it in the pawn shop, and now he went to retrieve it.

Ling Zifeng put it in the second row at the bottom of the tablet, which should have been placed on the right, but now it can only be placed on the left, which means that Ling Piaoping is also the heir of the Ling family.

On the tablet carved from ancient wood, the eight big characters of the iron painting silver hook are printed into the eye: the god seat of Xianci Ling Wanderer.

"The ancestors and the ancestors are above, and the unfilial descendants Ling Zifeng came back today to worship, and put the mother's tablet into the Ling family ancestral hall, so that she can rest in peace. ”

"Back then, my mother made a big mistake and humiliated the reputation of the Ling family, if the ancestors have spirits, please don't resent my mother, I, Ling Zifeng, swear here, that in my lifetime, I will definitely kill the Immortal Heavenly Palace, and avenge the slaughter of the Ling family. ”

"Senior brothers and sisters who died in the battle for the Ling family, one day I, Ling Zifeng, will definitely carry the head of Yin Mugu and pay tribute to you in the ancestral mausoleum of the Ling family, if you don't go far, just watch it!"

After Ling Zifeng finished speaking, he kowtowed respectfully and got up, and glanced at the countless tablets on the incense case, all the tablets marked with cinnabar meant that the person was not the heir of the Ling family, but the disciple of the Divine Sword Villa.

Their tablets are placed here, which means that the Ling family will always be grateful for their kindness, and as long as the Ling family has no heirs, they will worship their tablets for life. Their descendants should also be taken care of by the Divine Sword Villa, which is the oath made by the ancestors at the beginning of the establishment of the Divine Sword Villa.

It's just that the Divine Sword Villa has fallen, and this oath can no longer be fulfilled, even if Ling Zifeng has a heart, where can he go to find these senior brothers and sisters who died for the Ling family, and the surviving relatives, not to mention that he has more important things to do.

"If I can come back alive, Ling Zifeng will definitely do his best to find your relatives and take care of them until the end of their lives. ”

Ling Zifeng said silently in his heart, took a deep look at his mother's tablet, and walked out without looking back, he was afraid that he would stay for a moment longer, and he would never have the courage to leave.

This is his root, he has been very tired and tired after so many years, but he can't stop, he can only move forward, otherwise what awaits him will be a catastrophe.

Watching Ling Zifeng leave, Ling Mengran turned his head and his gaze fell on Ling Piaoping's tablet.

"Auntie, Zifeng is really tired,"

"Such a burden is on him, it is too heavy, the Ling family is gone, and he should not be allowed to bear this grudge. ”

"Rank Ancestor, you also think so, the Ling family is just the two of us, you don't want to see your heirs finally cut off from the world!"

Ling Mengran's words were low, and he didn't scruple at all.

If the ancestors of the Ling family really had spirits, I am afraid they would be very angry, so they had to get up and grab her and ask her well, what is meant to be cut off from the world, but fortunately, they couldn't hear it.

"Dad, mother, grandpa. ”

"Mengran has lived up to your expectations, no matter what, I will live well, and I also found my aunt and cousin. ”

"Do you regret it very much, I often regret not being able to give birth to a son, I am very resentful, so when the time comes, I will definitely give birth to a lot of daughters, so that you will be angry in the sky. ”

"I won't tell you, it's time to go, don't worry, no matter where I am, I will stay by Zifeng's side, and I will never let him have an accident, although I am a little sad, but I am not too sad!"

Ling Mengran lowered her head and whispered, except for her, I am afraid that no one could hear the last words, buried her thoughts deep in her heart, turned her head and took broken steps, and left the ancestral hall.

When they stepped out of this place, there were thousands of rivers and mountains, the ends of the earth, and there was no turning back.

If you can't let those enemies who are at ease fall, then they will spill their blood to the end of the world, and their bones will be buried in a foreign land.

Cigarettes are filling, candles are flickering, and wind lamps are swinging.

It seems to be telling the only two descendants of the Ling family, and it seems to be saying goodbye to them.