The breeze came in and took away a hint of the rancid smell of the ship. The corpses that had died on the ship were gradually decomposing and stinky due to the damp environment. had no choice but to be ruthlessly thrown into the river by his companions in the end.

At this time, the crowd had been floating on the River Styx for almost two whole days. After the fog, there were also some creepy creatures, but they were all thrilling and unsafe for everyone to avoid.

The eight people who stayed on the ship were already the warriors with the most means on the entire ship. To survive until now, it is impossible to break without two brushes.

The third child looked at the map in his hand and frowned slightly.

The boat sailed on the water, and it seemed that the surrounding scenery was still the same as the endless lake, and nothing had changed.

He looked at the map as if he was wondering something.

Liuyun glanced up at the boatman who was still standing in the stern of the boat, as if he hadn't seen the boatman move his position all the time.

Aside from the boatman, it was the lone warrior who had been leaning on the mast and not moving, which attracted Liuyun's attention.

From time to time, the warrior looked at the angle of the sun, as if to discern the direction.

I saw him get up slowly, his face gloomy and uncertain.

Liuyun followed his line of sight.

The single warrior walked slowly in the direction where the boatman was.

Walking behind the boatman, as if observing something. After a while, the single warrior's face was gloomy and seemed to be able to drip water. He sat down slowly and said nothing.

The wind gradually subsided.

It was as if the ship had sailed into a stuffy jar, and the air became a little oppressive.

The boat slowed down and slowed down, until it looked like a leaf floating on the surface of a lake.

“······ The Underworld. ”

The third child, who had been studying the map, lit up his eyes when he saw the somewhat vague wasteland that vaguely appeared in front of him.

Is it almost there?

The clouds looked towards the haze ahead.

But just as the hazy wasteland appeared in front of everyone's eyes, the slow-moving wooden boat gradually stopped.

"What's going on?"

Liuyun's heart trembled, and a hint of ominous premonition came up.

Look at the boatman again, now with his back to the crowd, his whole body stiff, and the oars in his hand have stopped.

"Boatman, what's the matter, are you going to rest here?"

The young man, who had lost his companion, whispered to the boatman at the stern of the boat.

No response.

The air around them became more and more oppressive, and the clouds suddenly realized that there had been no breeze in their faces for a long time. It was as if someone had sucked the air around them.

Deathly silence.

Finally, there are warriors who can't sit still.

A middle-aged man got up and walked towards the boatman standing in the stern.

······

"Shhhhhh ”

There was a small sound.

Lu Yiren stood in front of a once magnificent palace for a long time. Until he slowly lifted his foot, a gravel rolled down the edge of the ruins, and the subtle sound seemed so abrupt above the silence and somewhat oppressive wilderness.

Luojia ruins.

The cultivators who once dominated the giant tiger and dominated one side are now only left with ruins and devastation.

It seems that no one has been here for a long time, and Lu Yiren's face has been smiling, but the muscles on his face are a little stiff at this time.

Only he knows what it tastes like.

Where I landed, dust poured up all over the ground.

If he hadn't left home in that catastrophe seven years ago, would it not have been the result he is now?

Stepping into the center of the ruins and looking at the familiar fragments of memory in front of him, Lu Yiren's eyes flashed with a trace of struggle.

Lean over slowly.

Pick up a piece of jade that had been hidden under the thick dust.

Warm texture, momentary amazement.

He knew that in the catastrophe seven years ago, his people were not wiped out as the outside world claimed. In the many sleepless nights, he could feel the palpitations that could only be felt between people of the same blood.

Every time his broken heart trembled, it was a bloody scene of people being slaughtered. He knows the torment. Only he knows.

But where his people went, and how many were left, he did not know.

He only knew that at the moment when the elder wiped out his last hope, at the moment when his Ling'er was driven out of the clan by the whole clan, at the moment when she was seriously injured and empty, and then she was sold to a brothel until she died with a grudge, at the moment when the whole clan watched all this happen coldly and did nothing, he was no longer Luo Yiren.

He doesn't want to be Luo Yiren anymore.

So he smashed the blood jade of the family and cut off everything connected to this cold family.

It's just that the endless mourning and the heart palpitations that suddenly erupt in the middle of the night.

Came to the test hall, isolated from the world, and vowed never to step out of the test hall again.

But what did Elder Su mean by what he said that day?

He doesn't understand. But he was unwilling that he didn't understand.

"Yiren, in fact, I already knew who you were. ”

The white-haired old man put down the book he had been reading repeatedly in his hand and looked at him fixedly. His face was still filled with a kind and indifferent smile.

He looked at those gentle eyes and did not speak.

"It doesn't matter what kind of life a person lives in the world, or who he lives into. ”

The old man spoke slowly and continued.

"It's important that you know what you're living for. ”

"It's not a good thing to live your whole life in endless remorse for the past. Besides, there are many things that you actually read wrong. ”

"Over there in Kushan, I think, there is the answer you want. ”

Lu Yiren was confused, and just as the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he was about to laugh at this conversation, the name that Elder Su then spit out made those light brown eyes freeze for a moment.

"I heard that the Kushan Linxi Temple has a new female disciple. His name is Yun Ling. ”

Suddenly raised his eyes, and met the eyes that were too familiar but seemed a little unfamiliar.

At the bottom of his eyes is a deep meaning that he can't understand.

······

"This ······ How is that possible!?"

The middle-aged man standing behind the boatman turned pale with fright.

"Dead ······ Done?"

I saw the boatman who was still standing in the stern of the boat, although he was standing upright, but the place where his heart was deeply collapsed in his chest, a deep pit of blood.

But not a drop of blood was shed, and it stood in the bow of the ship like a dried corpse.

When did it happen?

When is it?

How could it be?

Everyone on board was in a panic.

After the panic, there was a deathly silence.

When Liuyun learned that the boatman had already turned into a dried corpse, he was horrified. Subconsciously looked at the single warrior who walked towards the boatman before.