"Mother, Xiao'er can't sleep, thinking about leaving her mother, for some reason, her heart hurts. ”

Ling Xiao sat on the wooden bench, his eyes flashing with tears, and said in a choked voice.

Listening, Cuiyun felt a pain in her heart, and suddenly a tear fell in her eyes, for fear that Xiao'er would see it, so she hurriedly raised her sleeves and wiped the corners of her eyes.

"Xiao'er, the boy is ambitious in all directions, and when Yan'er is found, our family will be reunited. ”

Cuiyun's reluctant face squeezed out a smile.

"Well, mother, don't worry, as long as I find Yan'er, I will bring her back immediately. ”

Ling Xiao immediately agreed, comforting his mother.

Eat breakfast.

Cuiyun brought the burden for Ling Xiao and packed some dry food, for fear that Xiao'er would be hungry on the road.

A group of three people stood at the entrance of the village.

"Xiao'er, Dad only said one word, this meniscus knife is the treasure of the Ling family, the knife is in the people, and the knife is dead, but Dad hopes that you can bring Yan'er back as soon as possible. ”

Ling Tianba pressed his hands on Ling Xiao's shoulders and said firmly.

"Yes, Dad, the child must live up to what his father and mother sent. ”

Ling Xiao held the scabbard in his right hand and bowed to his father and mother.

"Alright, let's go!"

Ling Tianba grabbed his hand to stop it, and then stopped.

"Dad, mother, Xiao'er is going!"

Ling Xiao's nose was sour, and after he finished speaking, he turned around and ran towards the outside of the village.

"Xiao'er, you have to be careful...!"

Seeing Xiao'er leaving, Cuiyun looked reluctant, raised her hand and shouted loudly towards her back.

However, no response was heard.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao'er's figure disappeared into the haze.

"Cuiyun, don't worry about Xiao'er, Xiao'er is wise?"

Ling Tianba hugged Cuiyun and said comfortingly.

"Alas, Tianba, Xiao'er is the first time to explore the rivers and lakes, and she doesn't know that the rivers and lakes are sinister. However, it can also train him well. ”

Cuiyun's face was full of sorrow, and she was worried about Xiao'er's safety.

"Cuiyun, go home and tell you something?"

"What can't you say now?"

Cuiyun's face was full of doubts, Tianba had something to say, why not now?

"Secret!"

Ling Tianba's smirk.

Suddenly, he took Cuiyun and walked towards the Ling family courtyard.

...

"Tianba, what you said is true?"

Cuiyun shouted in shock, as if he couldn't believe what Ling Tianba had just said.

"Cuiyun, think about it, I am in the late stage of the Yuan Soul Realm, and Xiao'er's previous cultivation was in the late stage of building strength, and there is a difference of several realms in the middle, why can he defeat me in one move?"

Ling Tianba was also puzzled in his heart, although he felt that Xiao'er was practicing evil skills, but as soon as Xiao'er made a move, he let himself be haunted by ghosts, unable to control his will, and became like a mad demon.

"Tianba, didn't you say?"

Cuiyun asked worriedly.

"The exercises are both evil and good, and it mainly depends on who cultivates. But the exercises that Xiao'er practiced must be unusual?"

Ling Tianba lowered his head and pondered.

"What grade is it?"

Cuiyun asked with a frown.

"The exercises are divided into four levels: heaven, earth, Xuan, and Huang, and then divided into upper, middle, and lower grades. In this way, Xiao'er must have obtained the Heavenly Rank Upper Grade Exercises. ”

"Tianba, after that night...!"

"The path of cultivation lies in each person!"

Ling Tianba's eyes were deep and he sighed.

...

The mountains are shrouded in thick fog everywhere.

The birds of the mountains screamed.

"Tweet!"

On the mountain path, Ling Xiao was holding the meniscus knife in his right hand, his face was vigilant, his steps were like flying, and he was hurrying quickly.

He was thinking in his heart, since Yan'er avenged the murder of his father, he would definitely go to Qingfeng Village.

Before leaving the village, his father told him that there was a fork in the mountain pass along the mountain path, the left road winded up the mountain to Qingfeng Village, and the right road was flat leading to the town.

Anyway, let's go to Qingfeng Village first, if the bandit has been killed, then Yan'er must still be alive.

If the bandits are here, Yan'er...

Suddenly, Ling Xiao didn't dare to imagine it, and just wanted to go to Qingfeng Village as soon as possible.

Finally, Ling Xiao walked out of the foggy mountain, looked up and saw the sunset that was about to set, and did not expect that it would take such a long time to get out of the mountain.

Ling Xiao didn't stop, and headed towards the winding mountain path on the left.

The sun is slowly setting, and the night is coming.

After walking for a while, when the bright moon was just hanging.

Suddenly, Ling Xiao saw the mouth of the pot not far ahead, a wooden fence connected by wood, and more than a dozen houses made of wooden piles inside, it seemed that this was a cottage.

"Qingfeng Village?"

Ling Xiao immediately jumped into the grass to hide, showed his head, and looked towards the gate of the cottage with his eyes.

The cottage was silent and quite silent.

"Huh?"

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, puzzled.

To say that such an open cottage is brightly lit at this time, but this is not the case now.

It was silent, and the silence was terrifying.

Besides, the gate of the cottage is open, and there are no bandits guarding it, which is really unusual.

Ling Xiao forced his composure and cautiously approached the gate of the cottage.

Suddenly...

Just as Ling Xiao approached the gate of the cottage, he saw two objects on the ground in the door.

Ling Xiao's heart suddenly tightened, and his face was full of vigilance.

Through the bright moonlight, Ling Xiao saw clearly that the objects on the ground were actually two corpses.

Ling Xiao slowly approached vigilantly, looking at the two corpses in a miserable state.

Especially one body, the heart and lungs have already been hollowed out, as if they have been eaten and bitten by wild beasts.

On the other hand, the limbs were long gone, leaving only bright red blood on the ground.

Suddenly, Ling Xiao sighed regretfully: "Alas, it's too miserable to die!"

With a sweep of the eyes, there were more than 100 corpses lying in the village, and the death was extremely horrific.

"Whew!"

Ling Xiao let out a long breath.

"The wicked do their own thing, and they are innocent of death!"

Pondered for a moment: "The bandits are destroyed, and that Yan'er must be alive." ”

However, Yan'er didn't return to the village, so where did she go?

In an instant, Ling Xiao's heart swelled with a feeling of longing, and he was very worried about Yan'er's safety.

Yue'er hung high, and Ling Xiao stood at the mountain gate for a long time.

Suddenly, he looked up at the sky in the moon, and the moon was in the sky, so that the night was already dark.

At this time, I went down the mountain, and I felt that it was inappropriate.

It's better to find a place to rest in the cottage, go down the mountain tomorrow, and then go to the town to inquire about Yan'er's news.

Suddenly, Ling Xiao raised his steps and walked towards a wooden house.

Moment.

A wooden house with oil lamps brightly lit, although the interior of the house is extremely simple, it is still a good place to rest.

Ling Xiao sat down around the wooden table and placed the baggage and meniscus knife on the table.

I opened my baggage, took out the dry food, and ate it slowly.

After eating, Ling Xiao leaned on the wooden table and squinted and fell asleep.

Suddenly, a dark wind blew.

The oil lamp was suddenly extinguished with a yellowish spark.

Inside the wooden house, it was dark.

In an instant, Ling Xiao felt a cool breeze blowing on his neck and opened his eyes suddenly, but he didn't move.

With such signs, Ling Xiao knew in his heart that there must be ghosts here.

Otherwise, the yin wind appears so strangely.

"Whew!"

One by one, ghosts floated into the house, and there were hundreds of them.

The ghost was the size of a fist, with teeth and claws, and a hideous expression, as if it wanted to devour Ling Xiao, who was lying on the wooden table and was asleep.