"It's too deep to hide, I watched the battle before, and the power of one person killed one of the Condensation Realm and one Heavy Heaven, and three of the peak of the Transformation Ruins Realm," Duan Yuran said with a smile.

"In this way, it seems that his strength is still above mine," Xiao Jiange's eyes condensed and said slowly, if it were him, Xiao Jiange would have the confidence to be able to fight the Condensing God Realm and the Heavy Heaven, but it would be difficult to bear it if there were three more peak cultivators of the Ruin Realm.

"And can you feel the breath of hellfire?" Duan Yuran asked with a smile.

"Very strong, if Zhu Wenruo is in the blue form, I'm afraid I'm not an opponent. Xiao Jiange admitted that the terrifying aura emitted when Zhu Wen's flames turned blue really shocked Xiao Jiange.

"Jian Ge, can you and I be honest with each other?" Duan Yuran said with a smile.

Xiao Jiange's scalp was numb, "Of course, you and I have a soul, and we should join hands to climb the peak of kendo and take care of all the mountains, right, Yuran" Xiao Jiange said affectionately, and returned to him with the way of others.

Duan Yuran was terrified.

"Since that's the case, then it's time to explain honestly, what is a white head, why do you hate the Demon Sect so much?" Duan Yuran's expression changed and he asked Xiao Jiange solemnly.

Xiao Jiange was silent for a while and looked up at the moon.

"The Xiao Mansion has been destroyed, the people of the Demon Sect have done it, there are more than 10,000 people in the Xiao Mansion, and I am the only survivor"

Xiao Jiange's expression was lonely, and he said lightly.

Duan Yuran's heart was shocked, his eyes trembled, and the color of shock suddenly appeared.

"How can it be that the Xiao Mansion has been destroyed? In just a few days, the Demon Sect can actually have this ability to destroy the Demon Sect" Duan Yuran said tremblingly, he couldn't imagine it, and at the same time, he was shocked by Xiao Jiange's ambition, after such a tragic thing, he could still talk and laugh with himself on the ferry that day.

"Yes, only overnight. Xiao Jiange said slowly, as if he saw the figures of his relatives flashing there in the full moon in the sky, and his eyes showed a look of remembrance.

"Until now, I still feel like I'm in a dream, everything seems to be so blurred" Xiao Jiange raised his hand, as if he wanted to grasp something in the silent air, and when he grasped it, it was nothingness.

When Duan Yuran saw such a scene, his heart seemed to be slammed into the hammer.

It turns out that under everyone's bland appearance, there are turbulent untold stories.

"The feeling of not having anything overnight is probably painful," Duan Yuran said softly.

"Heart-wrenching" Xiao Jiange said lightly, at this moment, you remember that the pain was deep and the sorrow was silent.

Duan Yuran was silent, this may be an experience that he may not be able to experience in his life, and he himself doesn't know if he will be as strong as Xiao Jiange if he realizes it, Duan Yuran doesn't want to think about it, and he doesn't dare to think about it.

"Alas" Duan Yuran flipped over with his hands, and two jars of wine appeared in his hands, and he threw one of the jars of wine to Xiao Jiange.

Xiao Jiange was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously caught it.

"Duanfu specialty" Duan Yuran smiled slightly, like a spring breeze.

"Can you recognize me as a brother?" Duan Yuran asked with a smile.

Xiao Jiange was stunned, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

"Nature"

Xiao Jiange flicked his sleeves, swept away the lid of the wine wrapped in red cloth, and raised the altar to salute Duan Yuran.

"!" Xiao Jiange and Duan Yuran said in unison, both raising their heads and drinking.

The moonlight was faint, sprinkling a silver glow.

By the ancient pavilion, the grass is green, revealing a warmth, under the moonlight, the two of them drank bitterly, relatively silent, everything was in the wine room.

One person, wearing a mink coat, the fluff on both shoulders moved slightly, and the two swords on his back, under the background of the moonlight, as if he was carrying a piece of frost, only a shadow, as if the vicissitudes of life were endless.

One person, dressed in white, with a hairband on his head, and an emerald jade pendant on his waist swaying, drank freely at the moment, under the cover of the moonlight, like an immortal contaminated with fireworks in the world, stained with dust, still refined.

Since this moment, the two have been close friends.

And the ending of the two is also from this moment, each with its own spring and autumn.

——————

In a village not far from Phantom Spirit Mountain, a young man wearing a cloth shirt who was playing well water slowly stopped his movements, only to see a flashing jade cylinder in his hand, and then the jade cylinder suddenly burst, a message sounded from his mind, the young man was slightly stunned, and then the corners of his mouth hooked up an inexplicable smile, and the young man's eyes showed cruelty.

"Finally the mission came. He licked his lips and muttered to himself.

——————

After three rounds of wine, the two of them lay down on the grass by the pavilion without grace, looking at the moon side by side, and the wine jar was scattered, and they fell aside irregularly.

Xiao Jiange and Duan Yuran were both slightly drunk, with a sense of wine, neither of them had any luck, and the real drinking was the amount of real wine.

"Uh, you can't do it, you only drank five altars, two less than me," Duan Yuran said with a drunken smile.

"Ha, what's the matter with letting you?" Xiao Jiange said with a smile, drunk and drunk, and the alcohol edified his brain, making him feel relaxed, looking at the world, as if the whole world was just so big, as if he could lie down with a smile as soon as he closed his eyes.

"Come again, one day, I, Xiao Jiange, will slaughter all the demons in the world!" Xiao Jiange got up and opened another altar, raising the altar to respect heaven and earth.

"Come, who is afraid of whom? One day, I will make the name of the Mourning Sword famous in the Central Plains!" Duan Yuran was in high spirits, not to be outdone, and also opened another altar, collided with Xiao Jiange, and said loudly.

"Yes, from today onwards, you and I will sooner or later reach the pinnacle of kendo together, which will shock the world. Xiao Jian's fans said in a daze, although he was drunk, his words were still calm, and he said his ambition as if it was just a trivial matter.

"Haha, certainly, I am willing to accompany you on your path of revenge and help you eradicate the Demon Sect in the world!" Duan Yuran laughed, his eyes revealing joy, he rarely could confide in a trusted person.

"On the avenue, you and I go together!" Xiao Jiange laughed, and a warmth filled his heart.

"Whoever falls to the ground first, Wang Ba" Xiao Jiange laughed and gulped down.

"Ouch, I'm afraid you won't make it" Duan Yuran's temper suddenly rose, and he spared no effort to shout, about to take down Xiao Jiange.

Jar after jar, wine after three rounds.

The two lost consciousness, and in the end they themselves did not know who fell first.

Xiao Jian's fans were in a daze, and they could no longer support themselves and fell to the ground, looking happy, but they burst into tears and muttered

"I'm not alone"

Then he slowly fell asleep, no longer thinking about anyone or anything, and really fell asleep.

The night sky, above the sea of clouds

At both ends of the dark clouds, there was a figure standing tall.

On one side is an old man in white, with white hair flying, black eyebrows and vertical eyebrows, and a sword on his back, the sword name is Taiyuan, which is the ancient sword of the magic weapon order.

On one side was a woman in black, with a delicate face, and there was a scar on her right cheek, which ruined her stunning appearance, but even so, she was still extraordinary, she stood quietly, staring at the old man in front of her.

"I didn't expect that the dignified Central Plains sword maniacs began to be protectors. The woman in black chuckled

"You little girl, is the famous negative sword Baili Ling in the rivers and lakes?" Jiang Jiuhuang said with a smile.

"What's the matter? The dignified sword maniac wouldn't want to have two moves with this woman," Baili Ling smiled evilly.

"Why are you here, and what is your purpose? Are you a member of the Demon Sect?" Jiang Jiuhuang's eyes froze, and he asked.

"Why can't I be here, are you so crazy when you act like a sword maniac?

"Hmph, it's better not, otherwise the old man will definitely try the ability of the Negative Heart Sword" Jiang Jiuhuang said lightly, and the figure slowly dispersed.

"Hmph" Baili Ling's expression was cold, and he snorted coldly, and his figure also dispersed.