The boy sat in the desert all night, and at dawn he went home carrying his sister's body. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

An old man anxiously waited and waited at the door, but he was looking forward to a corpse that would never wake up again. Suddenly, the blood rushed to the brain, and after fainting, there was no room for rescue.

Silent sadness and silence filled the old house, and no one cared.

There is nothing left in that cold home.

The boy buried his sister and grandmother one after the other, although the neighbors in the neighborhood were also doing their best to help. But that diligent energy, as if to make up for his sins, he felt a trace of disgust from his heart, and no matter what, he could not dispel it.

From the beginning to the end of the funeral, the boy did not say a word, nor did he shed a single tear.

The sixteen-year-old boy's face no longer had the vitality that he should have.

Since then, there has been no more energetic figure of a dexterous girl in this barren border town, nor is there a genius young doctor of sixteen. But there is one more for no reason, a ragged and shabby pedestrian, a young drunkard who is drunk on the street all day.

It's not that he doesn't have hatred, it's not that he doesn't want revenge, he can only blame himself for being too cowardly.

He once sounded the drum of injustice in the government again and again, but he was beaten out again and again as a madman......

This dilapidated old city, which lives in darkness, is no longer a place for him.

Every time he experienced powerlessness, the deeper the hatred took root in his heart.

At night, the moon is full.

The boy sat in front of his sister's grave with a jar of wine, and behind him was an endless expanse of yellow sand, and the breeze swept the fine sand past him, rolling up the corners of his tattered clothes.

"Xiangning, tell me, how am I going to live now?" He stared at the tombstone with a smile and muttered to himself, shaking his head slightly, knowing that he would not get an answer, but still asked.

"No, I'm long dead...... This kind of appearance is not called living at all. The hand holding the wine jar loosened weakly, and a pot of jade dew elixir seeped into the sand with a faint light, and there was no trace in an instant, only a strong fragrance, still floating in the wind, coiling and refusing to disperse......

In the enchanting moonlight, a black shadow came from the desert. The shadow was like a grim reaper from the Netherworld, ethereal and cold.

"Now you are indeed dead." The dark shadow stood beside the young man, his face hidden in the black cloak, and only the cold and deep voice slowly flowed with the night.

"Now that I'm dead, why can I still feel pain?" He muttered a sneer, ignoring who it was.

"Because your heart is alive, it will naturally feel bitter." The man replied, his tone as if there was hidden magic, evoking the young man's heart, a spark that had sunk into the ashes.

"Then you say, how can the heart die?" The boy lifted his drunken face, which finally had some inquiring meaning.

"The only way is to cut off the hatred in my heart." The black robe flew silently with the breeze, with a faint aura of solemnity.

Listening to the mysterious man's words, the young man was silent for no reason, and he looked at the bright moon, as if he was in a trance.

"You didn't just come to me for kindness to tell me how to die...... his tone was very light, although he was drunk, but he knew it very well in his heart.

The mysterious man in black beside him, the reason for appearing must not be as simple as persuading him.

"I want you to save someone." The man in black didn't go around the bend either, and said in a deep voice.

After hearing this, the boy burst out laughing out loud, as if he had heard a joke, "How do you know that I am saving people and not killing people." ”

"Now you can't kill anyone." The man in black chuckled, and there was disdain hidden in his laughter.

The boy's smile froze.

That person was right, now he can't kill anyone, he can't even kill himself.

But, so what, maybe he has another way, another opportunity.

"Let me save people, promise me one condition."

"You say."

"Help me kill two people, and when I'm done killing people, I'll go with you." The teenager said.

The man in black turned his head slightly, revealing a pair of cold eyes, and a hint of danger blended into the wind, "You want to negotiate terms with me?" ”

"It's appropriate to exchange two inconsequential lives for someone worthy of your rescue." The young man said lightly, even if he felt the murderous aura of the man in black, his face still did not change.

The man in black was silent for a moment, his eyes looked at the young man, and then he sneered, "Okay, I'll take this deal." ”

The late autumn wind whistled through the desert, rolling up a dull desolation, and the sky and earth blurred the original outline......

Even the new moonlight became blurry with the figures of the two people moving away.

At night, this small city on the edge of the city, on the dilapidated streets, is a depressed scene. At night, all the houses were closed, and the lights were turned off and the wax was blown.

There are only one or two relatively large restaurants and wine shops, and there are still some yellow soft lights.

A man in a black robe walked into the wine shop, and Xiao Er, who was standing at the counter, immediately stepped forward to greet him, but the man ignored it and walked straight upstairs.

The shopkeeper didn't step forward to stop him, just because the killing intent lingering around the man was too strong, and just getting close to him was already terrifying.

The upstairs room was very lively, and the sound of women singing ditties was one after another.

Two men dressed in exaggerated clothes touched wine glasses, and two girls poured wine beside them, as if they were celebrating something good.

The man who was fat but gorgeously dressed was the Sai Gong who made trouble some time ago.

The other person, who was a little old, had not had time to take off his official uniform, so he came to this restaurant in a hurry and was invited to have a drink.

"I want to thank you for the incident a few days ago." The Saigong thanked the man for holding the cup in both hands, and his eyes were full of treacherous light.

The man in official uniform waved his hand, looking quite imposing, and said: "You and I are our own family, what kind of climate can a poor boy want to sue you?" ”

"Okay, I don't thank you, I will rely on you in the future." Saigong was also not polite, and his expression was very proud.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say." After the two looked at each other and smiled, they only cared about laughing with the girls, completely ignoring the black-robed man who came up from downstairs.

The black-robed man stood still at their table, and when the two saw him, they didn't know which ignorant guy dared to affect their mood.

The two were about to attack, but they caught a glimpse of the light of a blade, and at this moment, the two had no time to do anything.

The long sword in the man's hand glowed with a dark light, and without half a moment's hesitation, under the flash of cold light, blood splashed up, and the heads and bodies of the two were separated.

Mo Yunkai, who was dressed in a black robe, put the long sword into his sheath, and the cold face hidden in the black robe had a sneer of disdain......

Two such goods are not worthy of him at all.

But, for the sake of Mu Xue, even if he is asked to kill all the people in the world, he is willing.

By the time the remaining two women reacted, the man in the black robe was gone, and the two guests who had been drinking and having fun just now had turned into two headless corpses, covered in blood.

Suddenly, the screams of women echoed throughout the room......

On the second day, the town exploded, and the squires and county officials suddenly died, and their heads were cut off, and their bodies were hung on the gates of the town for public display.

This lively and terrifying scene, some people covered their noses and shook their heads and left, and some people laughed and dismissed.

However, everything has nothing to do with the teenager anymore.

Leng Xiangfan was dressed in white, standing in front of the tombstone like a fairy, he threw down the bag with the head in his hand, and the blood stained his white clothes, like a blossom in the early snow.

On his face, I don't know when, a warm smile crossed his face, although he smiled, there was no warmth.

The back was reflected in the long yellow sand, so thin, and so beautiful......

He looked at the boundless yellow sand, just like looking at an old man in the past, and gave him a light smile.

Turning, he flew on his horse, turned his back to the old city where the years had been buried, and followed the mysterious man in black all the way away.

It's just this turn, and from then on, he has no chance to turn back.