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It didn't take too much time, it only took more than an hour for Ye Feng to reach the Sword Sect. But instead of continuing his journey, he sat down on a gravel hill. Sometimes he looked up at the starry crescent moon in the night sky, and sometimes he looked at a man and a beast thirty meters away on the right.

That's right, Ye Feng is not the only one on this gravel hill, there is also a person in a black robe.

Ye Feng couldn't see this person's face, but he roughly guessed this person from his body type...... It's a man.

Next to the black-robed man stood a beast, this beast Ye Feng could not name, because its shape was like a cow, but it was obviously different from a cow, because the head of this beast was not a horn, but more like a deer antler.

What's even more surprising is that this beast has only one one-eye, and this one-eyed is upside down, half-open and half-closed, revealing endless cruelty and ferocity.

In fact, before, Ye Feng didn't plan to stay at the gravel hill, but when he glanced at the top of the gravel hill on the official road, he was attracted by a man and a beast, so he went to the gravel hill.

On the top of the gravel hill, Ye Feng originally planned to explore the details of the black-robed man, but as soon as he walked five meters behind this person, he was shocked back by a gaze from the black bull, and when Ye Feng retreated to thirty meters away, the black bull withdrew his gaze and ignored Ye Feng.

Until this time, an hour had passed, and Ye Feng recalled the black bull's extremely cruel gaze, and the cool breeze was still swishing on his back.

He had never seen a fierce beast with such a shocking gaze, Ye Feng didn't dare to imagine that if he continued to get close to the black-robed man, the gaze shot out by the black bull's one-eyed eye would shatter his soul.

"Who is this person? To be able to subdue such a powerful beast, his martial arts cultivation is ...... How powerful is it? ”

Until today, Ye Feng thought that the old man who gave the sword was the most powerful. But at the moment, although Ye Feng couldn't see through the cultivation of the man in black, he always felt that the man in black was not weaker than the old man who gave the sword.

This is just Ye Feng's feeling, which of the two is stronger, Ye Feng can't say an accurate answer, because he is only an early chivalrous warrior, in the eyes of these two Ye Feng is as weak as an ant, how can he really see through the cultivation of the two?

Suppressing the horror in his heart, his gaze was withdrawn from the black bull, Ye Feng slowly raised his head and quietly looked at the crescent moon in the night sky.

But Ye Feng didn't know that the black-robed man thirty meters away was also raising his head at the moment, and he was also looking at the crescent moon.

Time flies, and an hour passes quietly.

In this hour, if someone looks at the eyes of the two, they will find that the look in their eyes is seven points similar, both with longing and unspeakable sadness. As for the remaining three points, it is the black eyes of the man in black that reveal the vicissitudes of time.

A soft sigh broke the silence of the gravel hill, and the gloom spread far away, and I couldn't help but feel sad when I heard it.

Ye Feng retracted his gaze and took out two clay figures from his arms. And the man in the black robe also took out two things and placed them on the gravel in front of him.

Looking at those two things, I can't help but be shocked. Because they were two figures carved out of ice. These two ice statues are carved with an old man and a young man, which are quite similar to the clay figures taken out by Ye Feng, and the two women in them are both daughters with beautiful faces.

What made people even more frightened was that after the black-robed man had just placed the two ice statues on the gravel, the gravel within a radius of ten meters was covered with frost, and he didn't dare to imagine that if someone stepped on a step, he would be frozen to death by the cold air emitted by the two ice statues.

Not only that, if you feel the two ice statues, you will find that the ice statues contain a very strong vitality. The intensity of the vitality was terrifying, and Ye Feng felt that if he crushed one of the pieces and inhaled all the vitality into the dantian, it was estimated that the cultivation would directly cross the chivalrous and climb directly to the chivalrous stage.

"Oh my God, he'...... Who the hell is it? What the hell is going on in Shimizu Country? ”

At this moment, Ye Feng was already sure that the man in black who was sitting cross-legged not far away, his cultivation would definitely not be weaker than that of the white-haired old man who gave him a sword.

As soon as Ye Feng's muttering dissipated, the man's black robe moved, and he held a Xun in his outstretched hands, slowly put it to his lips, and played alone on the gravel hill under the night sky.

The deep, sad, and mournful sound continued to float over the gravel hill, Ye Feng retracted his gaze and looked at the two clay figures in his hand, and he didn't know whether it was the grief of his father's death aroused by Xunyin, or the sadness in his own heart, Ye Feng's eyes were filled with moisture.

The dampness turned into tears, and just as a tear was about to slip from the corner of his eyes, Ye Feng's eyes that were full of sorrow suddenly lost their minds.

For some reason, in the next second, Ye Feng slowly stood up, holding two clay figures in his left hand, and holding Fang Tianhalberd in his hand, he walked towards the black-robed man step by step.

This time, the black bull just glanced at Ye Feng, and then continued to lie on the gravel and closed his one eye, but did not stop Ye Feng from approaching.

The black-robed man was still playing the Xun in his hand, and then he looked at Ye Feng as if he had been hit by an evil spirit, and came to the black-robed man with two things in both hands, like a wooden man, with a wooden expression and dull eyes.

Ye Feng has become very weird, if there are well-informed people here, they will definitely be frightened by Ye Feng at this moment. Because Ye Feng at this time is no different from an unconscious puppet.

But in Ye Feng's mind, a picture appeared that outsiders didn't know.

The picture is like a dream but it is extremely real, the sky is white, the wind is moving, there is a scorching sun in the sky, and there are flowers and plants on the earth.

Standing among the flowers and plants, Ye Feng looked at each scene and object in a daze, and finally fixed his gaze on a towering ancient tree.

Under the ancient tree sat a man, about thirty years old, with white hair fluttering in the breeze.

The man was playing Xun with his eyes closed, perhaps sensing that Ye Feng was looking at him, his lips closed and the Xun sound stopped, gradually dissipating into the air.

At the moment when Xunyin disappeared, Ye Feng's body involuntarily approached the man, no matter how Ye Feng struggled, his body just didn't listen to him, and after three breaths, Ye Feng stood in front of the man.

"You...... Who are you? What the hell are you going to do? ”

Ye Feng's face was slightly pale and panicked, he didn't know what this place was, and he didn't know what the man in front of him was going to do to him.

The words of doubt echoed in the heavens and the earth, and I saw that the handsome man's sword eyebrows moved slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

When he saw the man's eyes clearly, Ye Feng's body trembled a few times, and he couldn't help but take three steps back because of surprise and fear, and exclaimed, "You...... Your eyes ....... ”

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