When the light of dawn broke through the dark blockade and illuminated the earth, Lotus City finally began to be quiet.

Liancheng Mansion was reduced to ruins, and Liancheng was like a broken mirror, and there seemed to be resentful spirits rushing into the sky in the smoke, turning into gray-black clouds, and the air was filled with the smell of blood and charred matter, and the wind blew into the distance.

There are still people alive in Xia Hou's family.

The one who is alive is Xia Hou Zicong, a person who can become the lord of the city, his heart is stronger than anyone else, and he is more ruthless than anyone else.

There is a sentence in the book that says, 'Compassion does not lead the army.' ’

Xiahou Zicong is not only a city lord, he is also a very smart person.

When all the people in Liancheng took action against Xia Hou's family, he knew that Xia Hou's family was finished, so he took advantage of the chaos to leave Liancheng Mansion.

No matter how powerful a family is, in the face of the power of a city, it will perish.

Cangshan didn't know what the middle-aged man in front of him was thinking, but he found that Xia Hou Zicong's face was not angry and sad, and Xia Hou Zicong was very calm.

Cangshan stood behind Xia Hou Zicong more honestly, but his heart was full of fear.

The older a person gets, the less courage he becomes!

In the bamboo forest in the backyard of the Tang family, the leaves are getting fewer and fewer, and the ground seems to be covered with a layer of gold, and stepping on it is as soft as stepping on cotton.

Xia Hou Zicong walked in the bamboo forest, walking very slowly, with his hands clasped behind his back, like a tourist, and the demise of the Xia Hou family did not seem to have the slightest effect on him.

No one thought that Xia Hou Zicong would come to the Tang family at this time, and Cangshan didn't expect that he could only walk behind Xia Hou Zicong honestly and respectfully, still keeping a distance of three feet, maybe this was a habit, maybe he didn't dare to get too close at all.

But at this moment, Xia Hou Zicong suddenly turned around and squinted at him.

Cangshan was stunned for a moment, as if he was puzzled, but his face became more and more pale, as if a mountain was pressing on him, the muscles of his body were tensed together, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed towards Xia Hou Zicong like an arrow.

An extra dagger in his hand, like a ghost, stabbed Xia Hou Zicong's throat.

His speed is very fast, his hand is very stable, and the dagger in his hand is a treasure that cuts gold and jade, even if he encounters the magic spear Wen Xiaobao that time, he can't avoid this slash in Cangshan.

Xia Hou Zicong stood there, as if he didn't move, as if Cangshan had passed through his body.

But Cangshan was already a corpse when he fell, and there was an extra red line on his neck, and it wasn't until a smile appeared on his face that blood spurted out.

No one knows why Cangshan laughed when he was dying, and no one knows why he wanted to kill Xia Hou Zicong?

This world is like this, and many secrets are known only to the dead.

Xia Hou Zicong glanced at Cangshan's corpse, then shook his head, then clasped his hands behind his waist and looked in the direction of Cuiyun Peak.

In his eyes, it seemed that there was no distance.

He suddenly discovered that everything in the world was surprisingly beautiful. All things are shining in the sun, he feels that everything is a unique existence, is an independent world, he feels that everything in the world, all imply the truth of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, when he looks at Liancheng Mansion again, his heart seems to have broken a certain cage, washed away the dust in his heart, his state of mind has been sublimated to a new height, becoming more transparent, his wisdom seems to have opened a new door, let him see a new world.

His consciousness and thoughts changed amazingly, he was like a toad living at the bottom of a well all the year round, when he jumped out of the well, he came into contact with a more strange and beautiful world, and he began to believe in the legend of the fairy.

Tang Bai walked out of the ruins, he did not have the pleasure of revenge, only empty blank; blood and killing did not wash away his hatred, but only made his heart become heavier, as if he was no longer a person, some were just a soulless shell; he felt that life was unreal, he walked numbly, the world was so big, he didn't know where to go.

Yan Feifei saw Tang Bai when he walked out of Liancheng Mansion, she shouted, but Tang Bai didn't hear it, and walked forward with blank eyes.

Without roots, between heaven and earth, he was the only one left.

Yan Feifei was silent, just followed him quietly, as if to tell him: no matter what time, she will stand behind him.

As soon as the two of them left the city gate, they saw a person, a person they definitely didn't want to see.

Xia Hou Zicong looked at them laughing, he was really charming when he laughed, it made people feel very kind, he shouldn't have laughed, he should have gritted his teeth and hated it.

Tang Bai's eyes were bright, and he quietly looked at Xia Houzi Cong and said, "You shouldn't laugh." ”

Xia Hou Zicong shook his head and said, "You don't understand the true meaning of laughter, because you have hatred in your heart." His voice was not loud, with the magnetism of a mature man.

"Shouldn't you hate me?"

As the head of the Xia Hou family and the city lord of Lotus City, Tang Bai felt that he should really hate himself.

Isn't that how hatred comes from?

"Hate is hate, hate is hate, hatred and hate are two different things, and they should be viewed in two. Xiahou Zicong sighed, and said: "When people come to this world, they come bare, and then grow up slowly, knowing that they have relatives, friends, smoke, and power, and countless worldly things are entangled and involved, just like weaving into a cage, imprisoning a person's heart; ”

Xia Hou Zicong's voice was very calm, and then he said: "Everyone has their own fate, fate is fought for by themselves, relying on their family or others, being killed by others, and they can't be resentful, but they are all my relatives and subordinates, so we still have enmity." ”

Yan Feifei said: "In the final analysis, we still have to do the last one." As soon as her words fell, a small stone hit Xia Hou Zicong.

Tang Bai also drew the long sword in his hand, but his swordsmanship was extremely unstable, that is, there was no vitality for the reincarnation of all beings and the unity of all things, nor did he have the cruelty of hating heaven and earth and destroying everything; perhaps he was at a loss for life, feeling that he had no roots, making his 'realm' like a broken mirror, lacking a unique spiritual charm.

Xia Hou Zicong's expression became very strange, he seemed to be watching a very interesting thing, he raised his foot slightly, as if he had walked from one world to another, and the attacks of the two of them were in vain.

Yan Feifei's pebble didn't know how far it had flown out, but Tang Bai had a very strange feeling, although Xia Hou Zicong was right in front of him, he didn't feel his existence at all.

Tang Bai suddenly had a palpitation, he was already very sensitive to changes in the air, as long as there was a trace of it, it couldn't escape his induction.

But Xia Hou Zicong seemed to merge with the air, and seemed to isolate himself from the surrounding space. If you close your eyes, you won't be able to sense his presence at all.

This kind of realm, Tang Bai has only one person who has seen it, and that is Tang Ruting, the ancestor of the Tang family.

It was the pinnacle of the realm, the realm that was only one step away from breaking the cage of the body and transcending the limits of life.

The pinnacle of the realm, invincible in the world, this is a rumor that has been circulating in the rivers and lakes since ancient times, and it seems that it is not exaggerated at all.

Tang Bai was stimulated, like a dead tree in spring, an earth-shaking change in an instant, and his spirit was extremely concentrated, as if he had returned to the fixed state of fighting the sword with Tang Ruting Bamboo Forest a few months ago.

His swordsmanship has been reborn, following a certain rhythm and law, change contains change, life and death, death and life, invisible, as if a circle, and like a point, bindling two different sword intents, making people completely unpredictable its artistic conception.

Xia Hou Zicong sighed, and a golden short sword appeared in his hand, which stabbed out casually, like a child playing, wanting to use the tip of his short sword to stab Tang Bai's sword tip.

His sword was so slow and mundane.

Yan Feifei couldn't help but want to laugh when she saw his movements, and even forgot to hit the pebble in her hand.

Tang Bai was very shocked, he found that no matter how the sword in his hand changed, the golden tip of the sword stabbed towards the tip of his sword, and at the same time, he felt that the sword intent of the other party was all around him.

Such an ordinary sword is so domineering, making people feel like they have been raped, and they cannot resist it, but can only enjoy it.

If Tang Bai's swordsmanship is like what the Buddhists say, looking at the mountain is not a mountain, and looking at the water is not the realm of water, then Xia Hou Zicong's sword is the real return to the basics, looking at the mountain is still the mountain, and looking at the water is still the supreme realm of water.

Soon, Tang Bai found that the opponent's short sword was like a tiny needle, piercing the sword in his hand, turning his sword into countless iron filings, scattered all around, and then turning into a golden light towards the door in front of him.

Tang Bai felt like he was standing on the railroad tracks, greeting the speeding train.

Tang Bai was very calm, at this moment of life and death, the image in his mind was actually the picture of Ma Dongmei's husband hitting his body with a fruit knife.

"Boom!"

Tang Bai was knocked out by a powerful force, and on his body, a golden light mask changed from thick to light, and then quickly disappeared, and the crack in the golden dragon treasure jade in his chest became a little bigger.

"Tang Bai!"

Yan Feifei rushed over and punched Xia Hou Zicong.

But when he reached the realm of Xia Hou Zicong, he could feel the power contained in Yan Feifei's punch, he didn't dare to take it hard, his body moved, he grabbed Tang Bai in his hand, and clicked a few times on Tang Bai's body, sealing the true qi running in Tang Bai's body.

Yan Feifei still wanted to make a move, but Xia Hou Zicong grabbed Tang Bai's chest and looked at her with a smile.

Yan Feifei gritted her teeth with hatred, but she had no choice but to scold: "Why are you so shameless." ”

(The bell of the Spring Festival rings, on the occasion of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, I sincerely wish readers and their families auspicious, healthy and happy new year!)