In an instant, it was the night of the third day.

In the past three days, except for a battle with Li Yang, he just sat quietly on the edge of the cliff alone, watching the sunrise and sunset, and recuperating in the battle. He knew that when he stepped on the altar of life and death, there would be a fierce battle that would be fiercer than all the battles he had ever experienced before, and that life and death would come and go.

As soon as the moon emerged from the dark clouds, half of its body was exposed, and the cliff peak was divided into two halves, half black and half white.

A cold wind blew, and the cliff roared, and the two small cabins on the side of the 'beast's mouth' trembled. Silence, an oppressive white mist flooded the rooftops, and eventually the two cabins disappeared into the moonlight.

They gradually settle in silence, eventually becoming a small scar in the moonlight.

The thatched house was illuminated by the faint light of the crystal, Chu Xingye was holding a white cloth in his left hand, holding a black war knife in his right hand, and he was wiping the blade with a white cloth, and there was a bowl of knife polish on the table.

This black war knife is three feet three inches long, one inch and five inches wide, the knife weighs fifty-one pounds, and the blade is slightly curved.

The silver-eyed boy wiped the blade of the knife over and over again with a white cloth glued with oil, and the blade became more and more jet black and shiny, and the blade shot out a blood-devouring "smile". It longs to reclaim its former glory with its blood.

"From this night onwards, as long as I do not die, you will be called Nightkill. "—the night that kills with me.

This knife has its own name.

A bolt of lightning struck the sky, splitting the whole sky in half, thunder appeared, the moon was forced into the dark clouds, and the heavens and the earth screamed at this moment. A storm is coming.

"Look! God is angry! It's scared. Chu Xingye stood up, threw away the white cloth with his left hand, clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, and raised it high, "Let's join hands and fight together." ”

This black war knife was given to him by Chu Xingye's uncle. The uncle said it was a weapon given to him by his father, whom he had never met.

But Chu Xingye always asked him where his uncle and his parents were, what did they look like, what was his mother's surname, what was his name, and his father...... But the result –

Alas!

A sigh heavier than a cliff and unfathomable sounded in the room.

Chu Xingye put the killing night on the table, he sat on the chair, his hand supporting his chin, and the memory of his sleep gradually woke up.

Four years ago, among the 100,000 mountains on the shore of the Endless Sea.

"Beihai Youming handed over the demon, we will spare you from death. "Ten 'balls of light' holding golden swords hung in the air, and the earth was dead, and the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked.

"Uncle!" a childish voice sounded.

The burly and handsome man stretched out his hand, stroked the top of the little boy's head beside him and said, "Don't worry, the uncle is going to slaughter ten flying chickens, and it will be fine." ”

"Uncle, your clothes are stained with blood. The handsome little boy looked at the handsome man, and the white clothes he was wearing were stained with a few wisps of blood.

"It's the blood of the enemy. ”

"Why do they call Ye'er a demon?"

The handsome little boy sat on the ground of the broken leaves, his silver eyes like the brightest morning star in the night sky, and his clothes were stained with blood into a suit of battle robes. Behind him was a wasteland forest, black smoke and blood slashing into the sky.

"Because they're different from us, they all look at people with the back of their heads. Beihai Youming raised his head and looked at the ten rounds of light balls. These guys are really chasing after each other, are they very captivating? I've been chasing them for ten years, and I'm still chasing them. It's really not annoying to kill Lao Tzu, right?

"Then why are Ye'er's eyes silver?" asked the little boy.

The corners of the handsome man's mouth twitched, he looked back at the little boy, and rubbed the little boy's hair vigorously with his hand: "Uncle will kill them first, and then answer your question." ”

"Uncle, do you want to close your eyes at night!"

"When are you really obedient and close your eyes!"

"Beihai Youming with your injured body, coupled with the depletion of dantian Xuanli, how are you our opponent, I advise you to obediently hand over the demon. Otherwise, even if you flee into the 100,000 wilderness, you will not be able to escape the pursuit of our people. ”

"Uncle, they talk a lot, but they talk more than the night. The little boy looked up, his silver eyes shining with indifference.

Ten balls of light approached.

"Uncle has long been tired of their nonsense, and they will shut up within ten of your dozens of voices at night. It's time for us to keep going. Beihai Youming rubbed the little boy's chicken-like hair again.

"Okay! The little boy held up his eight fingers, "Eight, seven,"

"Ten and nine!"

"Uncle, they've been eaten by the night!" the little boy grinned, revealing seven large white teeth.

"Stinky boy. Beihai Youming pulled out the blue sword beside him and soared into the air, and a huge blue beam of light slashed towards the ten balls of light.

"The sword rises from the sea. ”

"Devouring Formation*Qi" The ten golden balls roared angrily, and the angry sound shocked the sky, and a large golden array swallowed towards the blue beam. The blue beam trembled and shattered, and the golden array shattered into nothingness.

"Beihai Youming! With your current posture, how many more powerful moves can you slash?!" the ball of light trembled slightly. This Beihai Youming is too powerful, and it really deserves to have: one sword and one person break the gods, and the sword rises and falls to destroy the title of ten directions - Azure Sword Monarch, Beihai Youming.

"Five... Four..."One finger fell, and the little boy stretched out three fingers.

"Don't worry, the next move will send you to hell, I hope you don't be a "chicken man" in the next life. ”

"Presumptuous. "Ten balls of light shot golden light. The sky was dyed golden throughout dusk.

"Three. ”

Heaven Killing Sword Formation * Kill.

Ten balls of light formed a sword formation, and slashed towards Beihai Youming in the air with ten golden giant swords. The monstrous killing machine and the golden sword array wanted to blast the enemy in front of him into the air.

Beihai Youming, who was holding the sword, closed his eyes, and his white robe was as quiet as ever in the wind.

"II. ”

His eyes "exploded", his shoulders moved, Beihai Youming held the blue sword in both hands, and a blue giant sword that split the world was born and slashed in front of him.

"Open the sky with a sword. He said at the same time as the little boy.

A sword slash.

A blue crack appeared in the sky, a crack that even a god could not repair.

Beihai, who was dressed in white, collected his sword and walked down from the air step by step.

"Uncle is handsome, isn't it?" he rubbed his clean, bloodless hand on the little boy's head.

"The second most handsome in the world is the uncle. ”

The little boy picked up the black war knife next to him, which was taller than him, and carried it on his shoulder, and took his uncle's hand and walked towards the place where the sun set.

"Who is the first commander?" Beihai asked.

"Of course it's me! ”

"Hahaha...... Your title of the world's first handsome man is also willing to bow to your cheekiness. ”

“......”

The tall and short shadows holding hands are getting longer and longer, looking at each other at the end of the world, parting at the cape, and finally looking at the end of the world and the cape.

The blue streaks of the sky were still there, but blood-colored rain fell. The dead leaves in distant lands were blown up by the wind, and the green leaves fell from the trees.

"Uncle, why do you want to worship the Heavenly Xuan Dao Sect at night? Can't you cultivate with your uncle?"

"You're so stupid, I don't bother to bother to teach you. ”

The little boy bowed his head and remained silent.

"What's wrong?" asked Beihai Youming, looking down at the little boy who had his head down.

"Uncle, you want to protect Ye'er and lead the enemy away alone, right? The little boy looked up at the uncle's black eyes.

"You think too much, I'm not a good person, and I won't sacrifice myself to save others. You will cultivate in the Tianxuan Dao Sect in the future, and I will come to see you one day. Beihai Youming grinned, raised his hand and ravaged ~ the hair of the little boy's chicken coop.

"Uncle, what level does Ye'er need to cultivate to protect you?" the little boy let his uncle rub his hair

Beihai Youming laughed: "When you become the first person in the Southern Desolate Bitter Domain, Uncle will let you protect you." ”

"Pull your fingers. ”

"Okay! ”

One big and one small fingers hooked together.

"Ye'er will definitely cultivate to the first person in the Southern Desolate Bitter Domain as quickly as possible. ”

"Then I will tell you where you came from, and your parents. ”

"Uncle, didn't you say that Ye'er was picked up by you from under the bridge, how could Ye'er have parents!"

"Alas, don't blame them, they have their own troubles. ”

"Hmm!" the little boy bowed his head.

......

Chu Xingye, who woke up from his memories, was a little drunk on his face, and he held the Night-Killing Battle Knife on the table.

He was abandoned from birth and never met his parents, who gave birth to him. He hated them, but every night in his dreams there was the majestic figure of his father and the gentle voice of his mother, which was what he should look like when he found his own parents from other people's parents.

How he wished he could wake up and hear: the sound of my son getting up, but when he opened his eyes, the air around him was merciless indifference.

What do parents look like - in dreams.

Where are the parents—under the moon.

"Uncle, Ye'er will definitely become the first person in this Southern Desolate Bitter Domain, and Ye'er will protect you when the time comes. You are not allowed to lie and tell me the mystery of your background. After the words fell, Chu Xingye turned around and extinguished the glowing crystal, and the thatched hut was filled with darkness, but it couldn't hide the faint sadness in the air.

In the middle of the night, a torrential rain fell, and the two thatched huts on the edge of the cliff were like ferries in the torrential rain, and the next boat was destroyed. The surrounding mountains were hazy with tears in the "suona sound" of raindrops, and the night was covered with the white tears of the mountains.

Chu Xingye, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed in the thatched house, was noisily opened his eyes by the complaining voice of the bald head next door.

"It's raining again, and my thatched hut is flooding again! Chu Heizi asked you to make up the roof, but you didn't make up the roof, if you didn't make up your own roof, wouldn't you make up my roof?"

"Look at the rainstorm, I can swim in the house tomorrow morning. ”

"Chu Heizi, you won't be drowned. ”

......

The sound of the water in the house was louder than the sound of the rain outside, and the whining of the bald head was intermittent, and the young man sitting cross-legged closed his eyes, and the sound in his ears disappeared......

The early morning sky was still drizzling. The road was full of mud, and the grass on both sides of the road was lying on its waist, and it was covered with yellow, brown, and yellowish dirt.

They are trampled on by the soles of human shoes, and no one looks down at them, and by the way, they show a little mercy. They live in a dark world, but there is hope in their hearts.

When the sun shines on the earth, they are the first to stand up.

The Tianxuan Dao Sect forbade its disciples, and the deacons fought in the sect at will, and those who violated the sect would be expelled from the sect at worst, and punished severely if they were light.

There are three ways to fight:

One: If the grievances between the two sides are really unresolved, then you can go to the life and death platform to sign a life and death contract and fight life and death.

There must be a death in the platform of life and death, and only then can the living get out of the platform of life and death. Even the heads of the previous sects could not break through the formation on the platform of life and death.

Second: The disciple holding the thorn token can challenge the disciple of the same realm and strength to fight to the death, and the other party cannot refuse.

Thirdly, the disciples and deacons engage in armed combat on the battlefield, but they must not die or abolish the act of cultivation.

Hundreds of huge iron chains crossed between the Life and Death Peaks and the Rivalry Peaks of the Outer Disciple Mountain Gate, and in the middle of the chains was a huge black battle platform suspended in the air.

Looking down from the platform of life and death, the wooden house at the foot of the mountain is like a water tank, and the two peaks are sparsely standing dozens of people at this time, holding umbrellas.

They were either standing together or alone, all of them were slightly impatient, muttering a few times from time to time, and some of them just scolded and turned away.

"Brother Tiger, the silver waste won't dare to come!" Lu Yinzhe, who was full of red faces, said to the round-faced tiger-eyed Kuihu beside him.

"If he wanted to be expelled from the sect, he would have left a long time ago, so why wait until now. Besides, he took the thorn token, he didn't dare to come!" Kui Hu looked around a few times, not to mention the silver waste, there were hundreds of people watching the play around, but now there are only a few dozen people left.

"Brother Tiger's analysis makes sense. ”

"What time is it now?" Kuihu looked up at the drizzling sky, and the drumming of doubt beat in his heart.

"It should be noon!" replied Lu Yinzhe.

"It's noon, so the waste won't really dare to come!" said Kuihu through gritted teeth.

"Looks 90% sure,"

- "How do we explain to Childe?" Kui Hu's mind jumped out of a smiling face, and then he thought of a certain fear, his shoulders trembled, and his eyes showed fear, like a runny nose. Childe has always hated people who don't have enough to accomplish.

"Do you think we're going to die!" Lu Yinzhe asked as he looked at Kuihu beside him.

"It's... Who knows! If the silver waste does not participate in the battle of life and death, Childe should not punish us. Kuihu swept around a few more times, and there was still no trace of silver waste in the vast drizzle.

"I hope he can come......," Lu Yinzhe said in a low voice.

By this time, both of them had turned pale, and they cursed the damned silver waste even more.

Two middle-aged men dressed in black in deacon robes, about forty-five years old, with their eyes closed and the wrinkles on their foreheads not moving, stood on the iron chains outside the altar of life and death with their hands behind their backs. Let the heavenly drizzle beat against his body without frowning.

Anyone who receives the order and does not fight will be punished by the sect, without exception.

"Young Master, Chu Xingye won't come, you can rest assured. It is better to be expelled from the sect than to die on the stage. The pig-headed and fat-faced pig said to the white-clothed young man in front of him. He held an umbrella in his hand to shield his young master from the drizzle.

"He's not a war-avoider. The young man in white in front of him said.

The pig-headed and fat-faced pig Laosan's mouth moved a few times but did not make a sound, perhaps it was quieter than the rain.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded in the drizzle, and a figure gradually emerged from the white mist.

Li Yang, who was wearing a gorgeous brocade dress, put his hands behind his head, his nostrils were facing the sky, and he looked like an uncle.

Chu Xingye walked behind, his face was calm, every step was not hurried or slow, like the thatch after the rain and the sky was clear, and he naturally straightened his waist. The silver-eyed boy carried the night killer on his right shoulder, and today they had to fight side by side to pick up the dignity they had lost.

At this moment, Kuihu and Lu Yinzhe, who were originally pale, turned their heads and saw Chu Xingye walking towards them, their eyes shooting the look of the drowning man when he was rescued. Great, the silver waste is finally here.

The crowd fell to one place like wheat blown down by the wind, and their eyes were all focused on the silver waste who was carrying a black war knife on his right shoulder, and the hairs on the face of the silver-eyed young man in his sight were like sitting firmly on the Diaoyu Tai, not moving at all.

Chu Xingye stood on the edge of the mountain, with thigh-thick iron chains under his feet.

"Brother Starry Night, you and I have a fight, I'll wait for you. A cold voice sounded, and a cold as jade, handsome chin exposed under the umbrella.

The young people around wanted to look at him, but he couldn't, and the girls were tempted by the delicate and graceful chin and cold voice.

Chu Xingye's shoulders trembled, and he turned around and nodded to the white-clothed young man under the umbrella in the distance, "My promise is not to fart. ”

"-It's him!" Kuihu turned his head to look at the white-clothed young man who only showed a delicate and elegant chin, his voice trembling a little, I don't know whether he was excited or afraid.

"Brother Tiger, that person seems to have a good relationship with Yinzhu, do you know who he is?" Lu Yinzhe followed Kuihu's eyes and looked forward, a young man in white stood under an umbrella, and the umbrella covered his face.

"The third place in the Ten Heroes of the First Front, the white-clothed swordsman Gongzi Yu. Kui Hu said word by word.

"It turned out to be him!Did he come to see the silver waste?" Lu Yinzhe asked, his voice with a little jealousy of the silver waste.

"He is the only one among the ten heroes of Chu Xingye who has a fateful friendship, when he was expelled from the ordinary disciple mountain gate in Chu Xingye, he had a conflict with the elders, and was later punished by the sect master into the wind and rain cave to face the wall for half a year,"

An indifferent voice suddenly sounded and interrupted Kuihu's speech.

"The personnel have arrived, and a one-time sign is life and death. ”

The two middle-aged deacons standing on the chain opened their eyes, and the deacon on the right read aloud. This person's surname is Zhang, with a round face, two sword eyebrows and sword pointing to the sky, and he is called Deacon Zhang by the outer disciples.

A black-lettered white paper appeared in the deacon's hand on the right, he raised his hand and threw it, and the white paper flew towards Chu Xingye.

With his hand stretched out, Chu Xingye grabbed the white paper, bit his fingers with his teeth, and stamped his blood fingerprints on the three words Chu Xingye on the life and death contract. Throwing it again, the white paper flew to the side of the Kui Hu.

Kuihu grabbed the contract of life and death and stamped his own bloody fingerprints. The deed flew into the hand of the deacon on the right.

"Now the two sides have stepped into the platform of life and death. The middle-aged deacon on the left said at this time. This person's surname is Li, with a square face and a hooked nose, and he is called Deacon Li by the outer disciples. The two deacons, Zhang and Li, are in charge of the life-and-death war.

Kui Hu raised his hand and pulled out the sword inserted by his side, turned his head and glanced at Chu Xingye defiantly, and then rushed towards the battle of life and death. Jumped a few times with his feet on the iron chain, then jumped into the air, knelt on the table of life and death on his right knee, so he was not chic, and then turned to look at Chu Xingye.

"Chu Heizi, that kid is too arrogant, you have to be handsome on stage, don't lose my face. Li Yang raised his hand and patted Chu Xingye's shoulder, "Remember! The three-year period is almost here, and I am waiting for you to send me away from the Tianxuan Dao Sect." ”

"I will. Chu Xingye carried the night on his shoulders, raised his feet and stepped on the iron chain, and walked towards the platform of life and death step by step in the eyes of everyone laughing.

The two deacons turned to look at Chu Xingye, they didn't expect that the King of the Primary, who had not been seen for more than a year, was so calm, but it was a pity!

"Chu Heizi, you're so handsome! Li Yang yelled.

Kui Hu withdrew his gaze from Chu Xingye's body and glared at the bald boy on the top of the mountain.

The bald boy touched his bald head, and his eyes glared back indifferently.

Kui Hu snorted coldly, turned around, looked at Chu Xingye who was stepping on the platform of life and death, flipped the sword in his hand, and stabbed Chu Xingye ten zhang away in front of him.

"Silver waste, I've taken your head. ”

"To take my head, you first asked me about the night. Chu Xingye slashed the knife off his shoulder, the tip of the knife close to the ground. A cold light bounced off the raindrops that hit the blade

"Heh! just pick it up with your black knife!"

"I'll let you taste it—salty or bland. Chu Xingye said lightly.

One step on the platform of life and death, life and death are boundless, persuade the monarch to cherish life, do not step on the platform of life and death.

"The order of life and death has been made. Life and death array, Kai. ”

A voice as cold as iron rang out.