Joyfully!

At this moment, Ye Sang's heart had a sense of joy that spread directly from the bottom to the top of the body!

There was a feeling that the soul had been sublimated.

For a long time, the descendants of the Sword Venerable lineage have lived in a haze of hatred, and of course they want to kill the dragon guardian families such as the Divine Whip Gate as soon as possible, but they can't do it because their identities can't be revealed.

As the king of killers, Ye Sang has buried this killing intent in his heart for too long.

Tonight, a sword finally pierced the chest of the Divine Whip Gate, releasing that burst of murderous aura.

Boom!

The eyes of the Divine Whip Sect who were originally rushing forward were extremely wide at this time, revealing a strong incredulity. Gradually, the light of the pupils disappeared, the vitality gradually receded, and the head slowly hung down, looking at the inch of the sword tip that exposed his chest, the blood spread out from the corner of his mouth, and he died of anger when his head was crooked.

I thought I had been assigned a good mission tonight, but I just took a trip to catch Jun Tieying. What threat can a powerless woman pose to herself? As everyone knows, even his life was directly thrown on the roof of the mountains and rivers calligraphy and painting.

A life.

"This is just the beginning." Ye Sang put away the sword, the tip of the sword was dripping blood, and after gently wiping away the blood stains on the sword with a handkerchief, he indifferently glanced at the corpse that fell to the ground, and directly lifted it with one hand, and a few jumps down, and the figure disappeared into the night.

After disposing of the other party's body, Ye Sang returned to Jun Tieying's office as if nothing had happened.

At this time, Jun Tieying was sitting on the sofa, and when she saw Ye Sang walking in unscathed, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good that you don't have anything to do." Seeing that Sang Sang drew his sword without hesitation and chased after her, Jun Tieying did pinch a cold sweat for her.

Ye Sang looked stunned and looked at Jun Tieying.

"What's wrong?" Jun Tieying was a little strange.

"Tieying, how are you ...... Don't care about your own safety? Don't you want to know who is going to deal with you? Ye Sang asked, the first time she walked in, Jun Tieying was concerned about her safety first.

Jun Tieying smiled calmly, "I'm used to it." ”

Ye Sang's heart couldn't help but be shocked.

It was hard for her to imagine what kind of life a girl in her twenties had experienced to have such a state of mind. She is used to it, not just because she is used to being chased and killed by the Divine Whip Gate, but because she has long been used to the unstable environment around her. When you experience enough inner turmoil, you should always get used to calming down.

"It's not too early, rest early." Ye Sang showed a smile on his face, "The matter of the calligraphy and painting competition, I will continue to think of a way tomorrow, isn't there still a week of deadline for registration?" ”

…………

Overnight, the pearl is still bright, like a beautiful star standing in the east.

Countless rumors are circulating among the major forces.

"Something big happened last night! I heard that the vice president of the Alien Arts Society suddenly appeared in Fuda and took away the jade seal of the heirloom country from the hands of the professor's orphan, and was tracked all the way to the southeast forest by Hu Wei of the Tianzi Pavilion and the second palace master of the Heavenly Kitchen Palace. After a big fight, the three men left with their own wounds. ”

"You're wrong. It was true that last night was a big battle, but it didn't turn out as you said, and no one was hurt, because then another force intervened, and I heard that it was the leader of the American Left-Handed Party, and this person was extremely strong, and he was not under the Huwei and others. After the dragons gathered, Cao Yin swore in public that he did not get the jade seal of the country, but was just used. ”

"Cut, he's trying to take advantage of others! I got it and won't admit it. ”

"All in all, the situation last night was very complicated, no one knows what happened specifically, and Cao Yin was used for sure, but it is certain that today, all these people will gather in Fuda! Because there has just been news that the orphan of the professor has appeared in front of everyone with his true face, he turned out to be Lin Xiaocao, a doorman who had already mixed into the campus of Fuda, and today, he wants to pay tribute to his parents on the campus of Fuda! ”

"It's really a lot of courage, knowing that Lu Dao has been listed as a target to deal with, he dares to appear in such a grand manner! Today, the powerful people will definitely appear in Fuda, force the professor to orphan, and hand over the jade seal of the country. ”

The wind and the sun are beautiful, the sky is cloudless, and under the clear sky, Fuda, a traditional famous school with a long history forever, is extremely deserted. The sun is shining, and the breeze is blowing in the shadows of the trees.

Rewind time to the early hours of last night, and the main guard room was ......

"Brother Xiao." Lin Xiaocao stood in front of Xiao Yang, his expression was solemn, and he said, "I...... I don't want to hide my identity anymore. ”

Xiao Yang was stunned, "Xiaocao, once your identity is revealed......"

"I know that it is very dangerous, and it may even die tomorrow." Lin Xiaocao's face did not change at all, as if he was saying that the person who died was not himself at all.

He had more important things to do.

This matter is more important to him than life.

"Tomorrow, I will pay tribute to my parents." Lin Xiaocao's voice was heavy and firm, the sorrow in his heart had been deeply hidden, and he looked up at the night, "According to the customs of his hometown, if a person dies without turning a blind eye, he must burn nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine pieces of yellow paper in the center of the circle in the place where he died, and pay tribute to the dead in the sky, so that the dead can rest in peace." ”

"But I, fifteen years, I haven't burned paper for my parents for fifteen years." No matter how well Lin Xiaocao covered it up, his voice couldn't help but tremble at this moment, "Tomorrow, even if it is death, I will burn paper for my parents and spend their souls in the sky." In fifteen years, I will burn fifteen times the amount of nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine pieces of paper, and send them to my father. There are also fifteen times the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, sent to the mother. ”

"This is the only thing I can do for my parents in my life. Die, too. ”

…………

Xiao Yang's mind came up with Lin Xiaocao's firm eyes last night, and his heartstrings still couldn't help but vibrate. Last night, after Lin Xiaocao put forward what he wanted to do, Xiao Yang only replied one sentence.

"No one is allowed to destroy it until the memorial service is over, I promise."

The autumn wind blows in the scorching sun.

The hair moved slightly, Xiao Yang's figure stood in the sun, dressed in white, his arms were tied with black strips of cloth, his expression was unprecedentedly serious, his left hand hung down, the sword scabbard was tattooed, and a burst of warmth spread along the palm of his hand.

This sword was sent by Lan Xinling, saying that Lan Zhenhuan specially took it from the Tianzi Pavilion Arsenal and gave it to Xiao Yang.

Sword for heroes!

Xiao Yang named the sword ...... 'Ling Tian'!

Ling Tian Squad's Sword Soul!

The faces were solemn and cold, and in front of them, figures stood quietly, and all of them had black strips of cloth tied around their arms, which represented the tribute to the souls of the deceased.

Xiao Yang slowly raised his left hand, and the dragon pattern on the scabbard seemed to come alive under the scorching sun, and invisibly, everyone seemed to hear a dragon roar, shaking their souls.

"Lan Xinling, Bai Xuxu, Wang Sheng!"

At the same time as Xiao Yang's voice fell, the three figures stood out side by side, looking at Xiao Yang with a firm and hot expression.

Wait for orders.

Today is a special day, and they are well aware of their mission.

"The three of you, guard the southeast entrance, trespassers, behead!"

"Yes!"

Four Red Fire Brothers!

Pegasus Twins!

At this moment, everyone's hearts were solemn and serious, and they assigned their tasks to guard all parties.

"Slash!"

"Slash!"

"Slash!"

At this moment, Xiao Yang seemed to be incarnated as a ruthless executioner, disagreeing with each other, raising his knife to each other, and killing quickly.

Of course, Xiao Yang didn't expect these people to be able to completely stop the trespassers, not so much that their task was to guard, but rather that their bigger task was to warn!

Warn trespassers that if they break in again, they will be greeted by the scythe of death.

Because of the last barrier, Xiao Yang guarded it.

The pitch-black shadow moved gently on the blazing floor, and Xiao Yang held the scabbard in one hand and walked slowly towards the old scientific research laboratory building. The wind blows, and the hair rises.

Approaching the scientific research building and the laboratory building, the temperature of the air seems to rise a few points out of thin air.

The yellow paper in the sky was flying, shuttling and fluttering around Xiao Yang's figure.

The rustling sound lingered in my ears.

In front of the scientific research laboratory building, a circular flowerbed square, in the center is a blooming five-color flower, in front of the flowerbed, two young men wearing white filial piety clothes, kneeling side by side.

A solemn and solemn memorial.

In front of his knees, there were two burning stoves, and one round of yellow paper fell into the stove, and only after it was completely burned out did he put down the other one. They don't care about the time, even if it takes three days and three nights to burn the paper, they will kneel here for three days and three nights.

In order to let the parents bare their eyes and the souls of the dead rest in peace.

The sky is full of yellow paper.

Xiao Yang, who was dressed in white, stopped a few meters behind the two.

Left hand swing.

Sonor!

The icy dragon scabbard was pointed at the ground, and the marble floor shook with several cracks.

The palm of your left hand is pressed against the top of the hilt.

Stand silently.

From this moment on, he did not allow anyone to step into the memorial area for half a step.

Violators, slash!

The wind rises, and the yellow paper dances.

The sword scabbard of the dragon, the swordsman in white.

Embellished with the autumn wind and scorching sun.

It seems to have become a stone statue that does not move, and he is unmoved by the passage of time and the stars. However, if you think that you can take advantage of the opportunity to break through at this moment, then you are very wrong.

In the sky, a wild roar rang out.

"Ha Lu Ha! Even if you dare to stop my jade-faced dragon. ”

A figure swept like a meteor, the figure was like the wind, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

Arrogant laughter swept over, and the yellow paper flying in the sky became even more frenzied.

Xiao Yang raised his head, his eyes were indifferent and cold, and his face was expressionless.

Suddenly, his left wrist shook suddenly.

Shout!

Faster than the lightning, the dragon scabbard suddenly flew out, and in the blink of an eye, it had already faced the so-called jade-faced dragon. The high-speed flying scabbard resembles the sound of a dragon in the scorching sun.

Shout!

The scabbard was faster when it reached the eyes of the jade-faced dragon, and the hilt stretched abruptly, and the sharp sword shone through the world.

The Divine Soldier is here!

The jade-faced mad dragon subconsciously closed his eyes under the bright sword light, but his eyes were closed from then on, and he could no longer open them.

The sword slashed through his throat, and the splatters of blood were bright in the scorching sun.

The dragon sword scabbard soared into the sky, circumnavigating a graceful arc in mid-air before flying back.

Sonor!

Impartial, it fell on Xiao Yang's left hand.

With the palm of your left hand, gently press down on the hilt of the sword.

The autumn wind was blowing, the yellow paper was dancing, and Xiao Yang's voice was faintly muttering.

"You're too noisy."