The saber-toothed tiger opened the city gate for the other monsters, but it didn't go in to kill, it seemed that it didn't bother to do such a thing, and at this time, it seemed to have found something, the tiger's head turned, its huge body slowly twisted around, and its nose kept sniffing into the air, as if it wanted to determine something.

Just when the saber-toothed tiger stopped searching, Cui Houqing had already escaped into the city wall in front of the tiger's body above the clouds. He arranged Wang Wenqing in a safe place, then jumped up and came to the opposite side of the saber-toothed tiger.

"Brother Cui!" Wang Wenqing pulled his cuffs, looking a little nervous.

"I'm afraid there are dark witch people in this city, I'll help them in the past!" Cui Houqing threw down a sentence and turned around and rushed towards the battlefield.

Just before the saber-toothed tiger could react, suddenly from the opposite side of the small city wall, there was a loud bang, and the city wall suddenly cracked, and Cui Houqing broke out of the hole, appearing right in front of the saber-toothed tiger. Cui Houqing didn't hesitate any longer, the Sky Devouring in his hand flew out quickly, and suddenly hit the saber-toothed tiger's chest, and immediately passed through his chest like a sharp sword. Devouring the sky passed through the tiger's body and couldn't stop it, and flew far ahead again, before returning to Cui Houqing's hands after half a circle.

Looking at the saber-toothed tiger again, there was a big hole in the chest at this moment, blood gushed out, and he couldn't hold on anymore, and fell to the ground with a pop.

Cui Houqing glanced at the tiger's head, and saw that it had no breath out, and it seemed that it was dead, so he immediately relieved himself and rejoined the battle group.

The saber-toothed tiger was the leader of the first tide, but now that it is dead, many evil beasts have lost their supervision, and they are like a plate of loose sand, and with the concerted efforts of many Nanzhao people, they are finally driven out of the city wall. Finally, after holding on for a few breaths, the beasts could no longer resist and fled one after another, burrowing into the deep forest and not appearing.

"Ahhh......hhh With a heart-rending shout, a streamer of light fell rapidly from the sky, and before it hit the tiger's head, a gray-robed young man appeared.

Cui Houqing turned around and looked, but he knew this person, they had met in the woods earlier, and they had a relationship, but he didn't know his name and true identity yet.

"Who is it? who killed my little tiger, stand up for me!" The words in it were pitched for a long time, and the other was poured into it, so that when the mouth was opened, a powerful sound wave was emitted.

The people who came to participate in the war did not have any extra defense against him, and they did not cover their ears, and immediately the sound wave pierced their ears, and the eardrums were immediately torn apart by the sonic boom, and blood gushed out from the seven orifices, and they fell to the ground crying and wailing, and it was not long before the corpses lay on the ground.

Hundreds of young and strong people, except for a few who were weak in cultivation and could still support them, the others all fell to the ground and fainted.

Cui Houqing thought that this beast tide was driven by the saber-toothed tiger, and he must have been instructed by the young man, but he didn't understand what drove him to create this massacre?

Before the people of Nanzhao could thank Cui Houqing, a slightly cultivated public betrayed him.

"It's him! He killed the saber-toothed tiger! This whole beast tide was also run away by him!" the man said this, and saw the young man greet him with a smile, but the smile was distorted and terrifying.

Not far from Nanzhao City, far away from these two young people, they were just chatting with each other, but they never meant to do anything.

"Why did you kill my little tiger? I thought we were friends!" The young man's face was distorted, and his anger was extreme, and the black aura on his body did not dissipate.

"There's no why, I'm just on a bad road. Cui Houqing secretly guarded himself.

"Do you know these people deserve to die!" said the young man, gritting his teeth.

"I don't know if they deserve to die, but I do know they're defenseless people. ”

"You know what? They're bastards who don't keep their word. At the beginning, they swore an alliance and supported each other, but now it seems that they are still alive, and I am the only one left in my dark witch clan, don't you think it's ridiculous?" The young man's eyes were red, and a trace of blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"What's ridiculous?" Cui Houqing didn't know the real image, but he vaguely felt that it was not as simple as he saw.

"At the beginning, the five clans of Zhuang, Miao, Tu, Li, and Black Witch were separated, and my Black Witch was bullied by the other four clans, and my father finally improved when he was the patriarch, and the city lord of Nanzhao was willing to form an alliance with us, intending to swallow the remaining four clans in one fell swoop. But after the war began, we found out that we had been deceived, and the people of Nanzhao actually united with the other four clans to annihilate the Black Witch Clan, and finally my father realized that we had been deceived. But at that time, the people had already died and wounded, and my father committed suicide with shame and hatred, and my mother also died of illness. Now I'm the only one left in our entire Black Witch Clan!...... "The boy cried hoarsely, his voice was sad, and his emotions were moving.

"How did you survive?" Cui Houqing unconsciously took his position and secretly wiped the corners of his eyes.

"I'm wandering alone in the 100,000 mountains, if it weren't for my cultivation, if it weren't for some tricks of taming beasts, how could I meet my little tiger, how could I take revenge?" the young man said as he wiped away the blood and tears from the corners of his eyes, and then recovered from his grief.

"Since you are the only descendant of the Dark Witch Clan, do you know the art of memory?" Cui Houqing's excited voice trembled a little.

"Of course I know, it's my clan's secret method, how can I not know?"

"Then would you like to treat my friend?" Cui Houqing's eyes showed a hint of fanaticism.

"Of course...... I don't want to!" The boy deliberately lengthened his tone to show his hatred.

Cui Houqing nodded slightly, then turned around and walked towards the mountain forest.

The wind behind him is clear, and he doesn't need to look at Cui Houqing to know that the young man is going to take revenge again, but he feels a little pity in his heart, such a person who values love and righteousness may not be able to survive tonight.

Although he has not been in southern Xinjiang for a long time, hearsay has also added a lot of knowledge, including the lord of Nanzhao. It is said that when Nanzhao City's major cultivation was at its peak, it almost reached the first layer of the Tairan Mirror, and just now he tested the cultivation of the young man, which can only be at the level of the third layer of the Shangran Mirror, so he will definitely not be able to escape this catastrophe when the two are compared.

Cui Houqing came to the foot of the hill, where a pink and white figure was waiting early, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Wang Wenqing's arm, and pulled it towards the way he came.

The two shuttled through the woods and did not speak until Wang Wenqing's stomach growled a few times, and he forced a smile to greet him.

Cui Houqing found a vacant land, arranged Wang Wenqing under a big tree, and began to prepare to cook, his figure shuttled through the woods, and after a while, a fire was set up.

Maybe it was silent long enough, Wang Wenqing finally pursed his lips and opened the conversation.

"Why don't you keep talking?

Cui Houqing shook his head, nodded again, and then felt very funny again, and laughed.

But the smile was very short-lived, just a moment later, the smile disappeared, Cui Houqing looked at Wang Wenqing seriously, and said, "I'm sorry....."

He wanted to say more, Wang Wenqing stretched out his jade hand and covered his mouth lightly, and said softly: "Needless to say, I understand." I've seen you all the way for me, so you don't have to say anything!"

Cui Houqing took her jade hand away, was silent for a while, and finally decided to tell the truth: "We still have hope, there is still one person left in the Black Witch Clan, but it is still unknown whether he can come out of Nanzhao City." I couldn't keep him, and this time I'm sorry for you. ”

"Don't say that, Brother Cui, no one blames you, really. ”

Maybe this is fate! Wang Wenqing thought.

Maybe this is fate! Cui Houqing also thought so.

It was getting dark, and they decided to rest for the night and rush back to the Central Plains the next day.

After eating the barbecue, Wang Wenqing leaned on the roots of the tree and fell asleep, only Cui Houqing couldn't sleep for a long time. He lay on his side on the grass, looking at the moon in the sky in a daze, and from time to time added firewood and grass to the fire beside him.

Tonight's night was surprisingly quiet, and even the sound of tired birds returning to their nests could be heard. Cui Houqing suddenly remembered Xiao Ling, a few days have passed, Xiao Ling has never returned since he left, could it be that without Linggu Dan, this little guy will no longer recognize himself as the master?

This bird is really powerful! Cui Houqing couldn't help but shake his head and sigh bitterly.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps, and the footsteps were frivolous, as if the person who came was seriously injured. The footsteps were intermittent, walking and stopping, but the direction was surprisingly consistent, and they all came towards the fire, as if he could see.

Cui Houqing didn't know whether he was an enemy or a friend, so he couldn't help but look solemn, stretched out his right hand into his arms, and held the sky devouring tightly.

Soon the footsteps passed through the trees, and a dark shadow swooped down. By the light of the fire, he could see the faces of those who came.

It's you!

Cui Houqing looked at the young man in front of him in surprise!

The boy staggered to the fire, only to see him covered in scars and a bloody man.

"You...... What is this?" Cui Houqing hurriedly asked, but he quickly changed his words without speculation.

"Are you saying I'm not dead?" the boy struggled to sit on the ground.

Cui Houqing nodded, he shouldn't lie anymore now.

"Yes, I didn't die, but I soon did. The young man pushed away the trauma medicine handed over by Cui Houqing, and shook his head to indicate that it was too late.

"You came specifically to find us?" Cui Houqing asked tentatively.

The boy nodded and said, "You say, are we friends?"

Cui Houqing nodded and shook his head again.

"Whether you consider me a friend or not, I really do consider you a friend. The boy breathed heavily, as if he was on the verge of death.

"You mean that you agreed to perform the Soul Restoration Technique?" Cui Houqing was a little surprised.

The boy nodded, but even a slight nod seemed to exhaust all the strength of his body.

"Quick, help me to her side, I'm running out of time. The boy suddenly said urgently.

"What do you need me to do?" Cui Houqing did not immediately agree to him.

"It's nothing, our Dark Witch Clan is the ultimate friendship, I hope you can build a grave for me when I die, so that even if I die, I won't be sorry for the Dark Witch Clan. ”

"Okay, don't worry, I promise you!" Cui Houqing was relieved and agreed.

Cui Houqing bowed to the ground, bowed deeply, and said in a deep voice: "The master is a master outside the world, and I don't talk much about vulgar words." It's getting late tonight, so it's better to ask the master to recover in this mountain for one night, and then rest and ask the master again tomorrow. ”

"No, I only have a moment or three of my time left!" the archwizard shook his head, looking at him very tired.

Cui Houqing had to pick up the young man and come to Wang Wenqing's side.

Cui Houqing stood nervously beside the young man, so that he could reach out for help when needed, and all his attention was on the crumbling figure on the fan at the moment.

The young man turned his head and smiled at Cui Houqing, saying that he was fine, and he was relieved. At first glance, Cui Houqing's face was even more decayed, and there were even a few more wrinkles on the young face, as if he was squeezing his only remaining life.

In the woods, only the sound of the boy's increasingly heavy wheezing voice remained.

Suddenly, the young man stretched out his hand tremblingly, and the direction he pointed to was where Wang Wenqing's forehead was.

The next moment, the withered hand touched his forehead, and Cui Houqing unconsciously held his breath.

From the tips of the young man's fingers, a faint blue light slowly lit up, gradually shining, but as the light kept flickering, the young man's face became more lifeless, as if it was dead ashes.