October day, autumn is thin and cool, the so-called ancient road west wind thin horse, the sunset, broken intestines at the end of the world.

Mu Hongchen leaned on the ancient vine, a pot of turbid wine, recalling yesterday's unbearable retrospective, the slightest bitterness, frost on his face, only the indescribable gloom of his eyes.

Without the Heavenly Soul, this seriously injured body, where should she go, once her dream was shattered, she was a little confused, confused why her father, who had spoiled her for eighteen years, chose to retreat in the face of those aggressive elders, confused and huge sect, but she had to rely on her little woman's lifelong happiness to support the future.

She didn't understand, she didn't want to understand, she desperately fled from the sect that seemed to have deteriorated, not to understand these things, because she didn't choose to compromise!

Perhaps, only the wine in his hand can tell Mu Hongchen the answer.

Goo knock! Goo knock!

After drinking all the wine in the gourd, Mu Hongchen covered the veil again, and the frosty face that overwhelmed the country and the city became even more mysterious in the twilight of the night.

"Stop! Tong Yunxiu is leaving!" A sound of breaking the silence of Mu Hongchen at this time, she raised her eyebrows, adjusted her breath, hid herself on the ancient vine, and looked coldly at the ancient road below!

I saw a figure galloping on the ancient road, and in a few breaths, he had already come to the ancient vine tree where Mu Hongchen was. Behind him, the same figures chased after him, and when they saw him stop, they raised their eyebrows and quickly surrounded him.

Mu Hongchen looked at it coldly, the previous figure was a rickety old man, who was already in his prime, covered in blood, and was obviously on the occasion of hammer death.

Another thing Mu Hongchen is that the old man is holding a sword in one hand and a baby boy who is a few months old in the other.

The old man was drenched in blood, but the baby boy in his arms was not infected by a drop of blood, and even slept soundly with a smile.

This shows how much the old man attaches great importance to the baby boy in his arms.

"Tong Yun, the great prince is gone, as long as you hand over Tong Ling'er, I can enlighten the second prince and spare you from dying!" shouted a man in black who surrounded the old man.

The old man's seemingly cloudy eyes shot out a fine light, looked at the black man, and said coldly: "The old man has followed His Royal Highness Tong Liang all his life, and he will never see the wind and rudder like you, a miscellaneous man." ”

The old man looked at the baby boy in his arms, and his eyes full of murderous intent instantly softened. Just for a moment, the old man said again: "Little prince, I forgive you for not being able to watch you grow up anymore, Your Highness's dying trust, and the old man can only fight his life at this moment to fight a way out." ”

As he spoke, the old man stuck the sword in his hand on the ground beside him, took out a ring from his arms, and gently put it into the swaddling clothes, then turned around and put the baby boy on the ground with an ancient vine and old tree.

"If the little prince does not have the power to protect himself in the future, please don't tell him about his life experience, maybe it is not a choice to spend his life safely!

After the old man finished speaking, his eyes raised his head intentionally or unintentionally, as if looking at the night sky, as if looking at the ancient vine.

However, Mu Hongchen, who was on top of the ancient vine, suddenly felt a chill, and a trace of cold sweat broke out on her forehead, because she knew that the old man was not looking at the sky or the trees, but at her!

She's been discovered! Or rather, she's only been discovered by the old man!

Mu Hongchen's first feeling was that it was impossible, her concealment method, but the sect was unlearned, and the entire Soul Continent could not break through one or two!

The moment they looked at each other, she clearly saw the changing look in the old man's eyes, some were unwilling, some regretted, some had the heart to die, and even more pleading!

After Mu Hongchen reacted, he also knew that what the old man said just now was originally meant to her.

This change in expression in the blink of an eye did not arouse the vigilance of those black-clothed people, or in other words, the strength of each of these black-clothed people was not enough to discover Mu Hongchen's existence!

The old man had no scruples, drew his sword and glanced coldly at the black-clothed people surrounding him, and said in an astonishing voice: "You evil pens, if it weren't for the old decay being poisoned by your second prince, with your cultivation, you wouldn't want to hurt the old decay if you doubled it, and it was really my shame to be planted in your hands! Today, the old man will take your turtle sons to the Netherworld Mansion to make amends for your sins! In my name, with blood as the refining, with the soul as the sacrifice, and with the spirit as the power......

I really didn't expect that the old man changed his weakness just now, and his teeth were sharp and scolding the black-clothed people around him with anger.

"It's not good! This old thing is dead! He's going to sacrifice! Retreat!" The angry man in black wanted to immediately besiege him, but when he heard the sacrificial words behind the old man, his face changed drastically, and he quickly retreated!

"Retreat, you scumbags, do you have the ability to retreat!" the old man was still unforgiving, and at the same time, earth-shattering changes occurred on his body, and those shocking injuries were repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye, and correspondingly, his entire body also became looming!

"It's ...... Sacrifice the soul!" Mu Hongchen looked at the old man in surprise.

She knew the consequences of this sacrifice to the soul, but the soul was scattered and destroyed!

Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, the old man's injuries were completely repaired, his momentum soared, and his whole body was full of anger and murderous awe.

Sou!

With a sound of breaking the sky, the old man disappeared in place, and reappeared, already next to a man in black a hundred meters away, accompanied by a line of blood, almost at the same time as the old man's figure appeared, the life of the man in black had been taken away!

"Tong Yun, for the sake of Tong Liang, who has gone away, are you worth it!" exclaimed a man in black.

"Your Highness's name is not something you can say directly!

In response to the man in black, in addition to this refreshing cathartic words, there is also a cold sword!

One-sided slaughter, but in a breath, the lives of those few men in black were all harvested by the old man!

Whew, whew!

The old man let out a few breaths, as if he had slaughtered a few people in black, he had already driven out all his strength, and he walked slowly to the ancient vine and old tree.

He was not far from the bottom of the tree, but only a few tens of meters, if just now, he could not reach it without breathing, but at this time, he could no longer exert half of his strength, he obviously felt that his body was becoming more and more frivolous, and more and more weak.

One step, two steps, three steps, Mu Hongchen looked at the transparent body of the old man, her delicate body was shocked, her eyes were full of incredulity, from the old man's words just now, she knew that the old man's identity was just a descendant of the baby boy's family, and he had no blood relationship with the baby boy. He obviously has a choice, he can live obviously, as long as he hands over the baby boy!

But he didn't! I'd rather die to protect the baby boy in swaddling clothes!

What kind of person makes the old man so loyal, and what kind of person can make the old man resist each other?

Wow!

The night was deep, the wind was even cooler, it seemed to feel cold, the baby boy woke up, and the cry was so harsh on the side of the dark ancient road, under the ancient vine tree.

The old man's sword was inserted next to the baby boy, mottled by the moonlight, a trace of cold light loomed, fearless and lonely, meaningless life and death, as if inheriting the old man's dying instructions, like a warrior, continuing to defend the baby boy.

This is the last relic left by the old man to the baby boy, when the ashes are gone, he finally walked under the ancient vine tree, looked at the baby boy for the last time, the transparent body knelt down in front of him, could no longer hold on, disappeared.

Mu Hongchen jumped down from the tree lightly, looked at the crying baby boy with beautiful eyes, turned her head and looked at the cold sword again, her eyes were as clear and translucent as a lake of autumn water, sparkling.

"I fled the sect because I didn't want to marry, and I left my hometown, but your family was ruined and you never had a relative. My name is Mu Hongchen, your name is Tong Ling'er, from now on, you and I will depend on each other for our lives......"