People who live in darkness and taste dampness will never know the warmth of light, just like the mountains do not know the beauty of snow, and the sea does not know the wind. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoLight is a fear for darkness, and it is a luxury that cannot be desired.

Finally, Lang Li finally returned to the light again. The scorching sun caressed the already yellowing slopes with its unique temperature, and the wind mixed with dead leaves, accompanied by a little summer residual temperature, hit the face coolly.

The sun is so dazzling, Lang Li raised his hand to cover the sun, squinting, this moment is warm and a little dazzling.

The rest of the people took a big breath of fresh air, and pulled Lang Que tightly like smoke, making Gu Yingxue on the side a little at a loss.

After a moment of rest, Lang Li noticed that there were not only Ruyan, Qi Qinghan, Lu Zixiao and others around him, but also a few Holy Spirit Messengers in red clothes, one of whom seemed to be very familiar.

"You brought us out?" Lang Li came behind the familiar back figure and asked softly.

Today's Holy Spirit messengers have long since lost their former brilliance, the veil of red is long gone, and their faces are no longer a secret.

The figure turned, mumbled, and then stopped talking, not knowing what to say.

The first time Lang Li saw their real faces, the girl in front of her was not very old, and there was some childishness in the corners of her eyes that did not match their area.

"You are the Holy Spirit Messenger of the Ancient Well of Wulibao that day." Lang Li said lightly.

The girl was obviously shocked by Lang Li's words, and looked at Lang Li in panic, a little overwhelmed.

Qi Qinghan and the others also came to the front when they heard this, and those Holy Spirit Messengers all lowered their heads in fear, they didn't know if they could still live.

"You... How do you know!? The girl's voice was so small that she almost couldn't hear it.

Seeing his nervousness, Lang Li smiled. "I guess, looking at your body shape and voice, I think it should be."

The girl stopped talking, her face turned away, and she tried her best to hide the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Lang Yue was stunned for a moment, he didn't understand why the Holy Spirit Messenger, who was high in the past, shed tears of grievance today.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, I think, they should have their own hardships." The three idle people twisted their beards with their hands, and their eyes were deep.

"Why save us, we should be enemies."

Lang Li's voice fell, and the girl seemed to have made up a lot of determination, and stubbornly turned her head and said: "We are not saving you, but saving ourselves, and we can't talk about enemies between us." ”

"Why?"

The girl sobbed and slowly recounted what had happened.

"Our so-called Holy Spirit Messengers of the Flame Sect are actually villagers from Wulipu."

Just one sentence made Lang Li's eyes widen in shock.

"You may ask, why are we the villagers of Wulipu why we became the Holy Spirit Messengers of the Agni Sect, and why we turned against our own village, in fact, the reason is very simple, we hate Wulipu, hate the people there, and hate everything there."

As she spoke, the girl couldn't cry anymore, and she was wronged to the extreme.

"We were originally children of ordinary families in Wulibao, but in order to satisfy the selfish desires of the Holy Lord of Fire, we became sacrifices for worship, and became the tools of that demon to play, let him ruthlessly destroy and drink around, and when we were tired of playing, we became pawns at his mercy again, and we became the Holy Spirit messengers in your eyes.

We should have lived an ordinary life, but our family had not overcome the fear in their hearts, and they willingly gave us to the demon as playthings, while they traded us for a peaceful and happy life.

I hate! Why, why does it have to be us, are our lives worse than their fears?! This is our family? This is our parents? ”

The girl cried and spoke, her voice seemed colder than the cold hole, and Lang Li saw in her eyes the disappointment and despair.

Ruyan and Gu Yingxue, who are also women, also shed tears when they heard this, and the girls told that kind of life was something they didn't dare to imagine.

Lang Li listened quietly like this, his eyes were a little hollow, he didn't know what it was like, looking at them, he didn't feel that he remembered the sisters who grew up with him in Qingyun Mountain.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, sin and sin." The three idle Taoists recited the Dharma number, and it was not a taste in their hearts.

"That's not why you're trying to save us?" Qi Qinghan asked with a frown.

"Reason? There's no reason why we don't want to escape from the clutches of that demon all the time, but every time it fails, and it just so happens that you are making a big fuss about the Pyrocracy, and the Holy Lord is dead, I think this should be the best time for us to escape. ”

"You have every reason not to save us, if that's the case, I think we should be buried in Cangming Mountain like the Fire Holy Lord now." Lang Li said to himself.

The girl stopped sobbing and muttered, "Maybe it's the only conscience we have left." ”

The crowd was silent. The autumn wind howls across the mountains and forests, and the past of these girls can be drifted away with the mountain wind.

"And what are your plans for the future?" Lang Oak breaks the silence.

"I don't know, I could stay here, or I could be wandering around."

"We're going back to Wulipu, you guys should follow, maybe we can find the answer that haunts your heart." Lang Li's words made them struggle a little, but finally agreed.

"By the way, what's your name?" Lang Oak asked here.

"Stamen."

The girl said lightly.

Everyone was just about to get up, and Hua Rui frowned tightly.

"What's wrong?" Ruyan came to the side of the flower stamen and said softly.

"There's one thing I think of that should be important to you."

"Oh? What's up. Lang Li said eagerly.

"The Holy Lord of Fire is dead, but I think this matter is far from over, over the years, there has been a person who has always secretly come to the Fire Sect to plot something with the Holy Lord, and every time they talk for a long time, and after each secret conversation, the Holy Lord is not in a very good mood."

"Have you ever seen that mysterious man?"

"I've seen it, but every time he wears a black robe, he can't see his face clearly, he can only hear his voice clearly. But I feel like he's like a person. ”

"Who?" Lang Li and Qi Qinghan asked in unison.

"Castle Master!"

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, no one thought that there was a black hand behind the Fire Cult, and this black hand turned out to be the castle master who told them the truth.

Lang Li stood in place, unable to believe all this.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Lang Li, I believe this is true."

"Why did the Taoist say that?"

"Hehe... As Miss Hua Rui said just now, the behind-the-scenes manipulator of the Agni Sect is the castle master, so I believe that he already knows your identity and deliberately lures you to the Flame Sect, and through Chu Tianlie to get what they want from you, however, with the fall of the Flame Cult, you have not returned in the past few days, I believe that the castle master should think that you are dead, so if we suddenly return to Wuli Fort, the castle master will definitely not think of it and show his feet, and then we will know his purpose. ”

Lang Li nodded, and the Sanxian Daoist continued: "In addition, I am sure that this Wuli Fort Lord will not be the real controller, there may be someone behind him." ”

Lang Li secretly praised the wisdom of the three idle Taoists in his heart, and he smoothed everything out in just a few words, and then nodded hurriedly, and everyone walked down the mountain after a simple discussion.

Lu Zixiao felt much better since she saw Gu Yingxue, and she was no longer as weak as before. Always deliberately close to Gu Yingxue. It was a relatively calm road to go down the mountain, and Lu Zixiao could finally get close to Gu Yingxue.

"Ancient girl... How did you come here all of a sudden, how did you find us? ”

Gu Yingxue looked at the three idle Taoists, the latter was kind and idle, and did not speak, Gu Yingxue said: "Since Shifang Town, my father did something like that to you, I secretly ran out, and I have been looking for your whereabouts, until you arrived in Wushan, I found your whereabouts, it just so happened that the master also knew about Brother Lang and came to visit Wushan, so I have been following you with the master." ”

Lu Zixiao nodded vigorously, no matter whether others believed it or not, he believed it anyway.

"Three idle old ways... Oh, no, Venerable Sanxian, you should know the true identity of the ancient girl's father, as a member of the Sword Sect, how could you become the ancient girl's master. Lu Zixiao asked curiously.

"Hehe... You kid knows a lot. ”

Lu Zixiao stuck out his tongue, and the three idle Taoists continued: "Of course I know Gu Zhengyuan's identity, but I believe that Yingxue and his father are not the same person, besides, the master-apprentice relationship between me and Yingxue is only known to the two of us, and now that you all know, you have to keep it secret, haha..."

Lu Zixiao nodded clearly, and Qi Qinghan shook his head helplessly.

Gu Yingxue didn't seem to know what to think, Xiumei wrinkled slightly, and bit her lip with silver teeth.

"Brother Lang, you... Believe me? Gu Yingxue asked with some concern.

"I believe in you!"

Gu Yingxue didn't expect it at all, although she hoped that Lang Li would answer like this, but Lang Li really answered like this, she couldn't believe it.

"Why... Brother Lang believes in me so much. ”

"You saved us at the gate of Shifang Town that night."

"What! You said that the man in black who saved us in Shifang Town that night was an ancient girl? How do you know. ”

"Hehe... Because of that dark shadow, I have seen it in the Yumen Mansion. ”

Everyone was a little inexplicable by what Lang Li said, and only Lang Li and Gu Yingxue understood.

Ruyan watched them talk quietly, her eyes were a little lonely, she didn't know what to think, and her face turned away.

Lang Li saw it in his eyes, smiled mischievously at Ruyan, and then talked to them about Wulibao seriously, it was just a small action, Ruyan didn't seem to be so lost anymore, and actually took the initiative to find Gu Yingxue.

Ten miles away is not very far, of course not close, come to the entrance of Wulipu Village, the sun is about to set, many houses in the village are smoking, the village is quiet like the landscape in the painting. But such a quiet mountain village does not know how many dangers are hidden.