As soon as Xiao Yan came out of the Forging Soul Hall, he was ready to go to Yanmeng, but after thinking about it, Yanmeng was far away in the south of the Yangtze River, 108,000 miles away from here, this time, he didn't know when he would be able to come back, and even whether he could come back was not certain, before leaving, he wanted to go to Kunlun Palace again.

For nothing else, he just wanted to see Zhou Tong, the only person he felt guilty about.

He hid his figure and quietly came to the stove room, the room where Shen Xiaofan used to live, he guessed that Zhou Tong should be here, and sure enough, Xiao Yan sensed Zhou Tong's familiar breath in this room.

Xiao Yan tiptoed open the door and went in sideways, looking around, only to see that the furnishings in this room had not changed at all, but there was a person sitting on the edge of the bed where he had been lying.

Seeing this person, Xiao Yan couldn't help but be stunned, he could feel that this person was Zhou Tong, but looking at his back, it was very different from before.

Now he is like an old man in the twilight, he doesn't have the vigor at all when he was the head manager, even the green silk at that end has turned into white hair, the clothes on his body are messy, I don't know how long he hasn't changed and washed, in just half a year, Zhou Tong seems to have entered old age from middle age.

Xiao Yan walked over slowly, Zhou Tong raised his head when he heard the footsteps, this time he looked up, Xiao Yan almost didn't cry, and his two eyes were instantly moist.

I saw that under the messy white hair, an old face met Xiao Yan's eyes, and what was even more terrifying was his eyes, two eyeballs bulged out, the eye sockets were scarlet, and two red blood tears extended from the corners of his eyes to his cheeks.

He seemed to sense Xiao Yan's arrival, but he just raised his head and said a word to Xiao Yan.

"Get out!"

Hearing this word, Xiao Yan's heart hurt even more, he knew that Zhou Tong really raised Shen Xiaofan as his own son, and during that time, his concern for Xiao Yan was not mixed with any water, including when Xiao Yan was tied up outside the main hall in the end, when everyone was doubting him, Zhou Tong still chose to believe him unconditionally, although Xiao Yan was full of loopholes at that time, it was because of these that Xiao Yan would have a deep sense of guilt towards him, if it weren't for his appearance, they would still be "father" and "son" filial piety.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yan suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Zhou Tong's hand, and knelt on the ground with a "poof" of his knees.

"Uncle Zhou, I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it!

I didn't want to kill Xiao Fan, although I couldn't escape Xiao Fan's death, but I really didn't want to kill him, I just wanted to lock him up, but I didn't expect that he was scared to death by me all of a sudden, I really didn't mean to! I didn't mean to! I didn't intend to lie to you! ”

Xiao Yan said a lot, but Zhou Tong didn't give him any reaction, Xiao Yan knelt for a while, and silently took out a white jade jar from the ring.

"Whether you hate me or hate me, I really treat you as an uncle, as long as you are willing, the door of the Yanmeng will always be open to you.

Although Xiao Fan was not killed by me, but I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me, I pay all the responsibility for this matter, if you want to avenge Xiao Fan, I have nothing to say, this is Xiao Fan's ashes, now ......"

"Xiao Fan? Xiao Fan! ”

Before Xiao Yan finished speaking, Zhou Tong immediately turned around, stretched out his hands, and touched them in front of him, looking at this move, Xiao Yan was stunned, stretched out a hand and shook it in front of Zhou Tong's eyes.

"Your eyes ......"

Zhou Tong didn't pay attention to Xiao Yan's words, but kept calling "Xiao Fan" in his mouth, Xiao Yan took the initiative to hand the white jade jar containing Shen Xiaofan's ashes to Zhou Tong, and Xiao Yan was extremely glad that he didn't have time to dispose of the ashes at the beginning.

As soon as Zhou Tong touched the white jade jar, he immediately hugged it with both hands, and his hands stroked it in all directions, and his mouth kept muttering.

"Xiaofan...... Xiao Fan ...... Xiao Fan ...... Got home...... Xiao Fan ......"

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yan's tears couldn't help dripping, this moment is the moment of reunion between the two of them, it's better that he, an outsider, is not here.

Xiao Yan quietly retreated, leaving this space to the two of them.

After going out, Xiao Yan went to the back mountain again, and before leaving, he wanted to pay tribute to the Kunlun ancestor who regarded him as his own grandson.

Coming to the cave where the ancestor had lived before, Xiao Yan kowtowed to the bed where the ancestor had slept twice, and was about to leave, when he suddenly remembered what the ancestor had said to him before he died.

He walked to a corner, crouched down, and quickly scraped the ground with his hands, and in a few moments he dug up a box in the ground.

opened the box, only to see a golden ring lying quietly inside, Xiao Yan used a wisp of spiritual power to enter it, and then a golden light flashed, only to see an illusory figure appear in mid-air, and then look at this figure, who else is there besides the Kunlun ancestor.

"If you see this image, it means that I am no longer there, and you don't have to grieve for me, let alone avenge me.

I'm not a good father, and I'm not a good grandfather, and because of your father, I've never been willing to recognize you, and I haven't even met you once.

It wasn't until that time that Zhou Tong came to beg me, saying that you were critically ill, that I was willing to go out to save you, that was the first time I saw you, you looked exactly like your father, you were lying on the bed with a pale face, motionless, as if your father was dead, I couldn't bear it, so I rescued you.

But in the process of treating you, I found that your body is not as fragile as Zhou Tong said before, on the contrary, your body is much better than ordinary people, I don't know why you are doing this, maybe for self-preservation, maybe for other reasons, but those are not important, as long as you are healthy.

Later, I accidentally saw you again in the back mountain, I have been silently observing you, and my every move shocked me.

I didn't want to recognize you, but I found something later, I was afraid that I would die in the end, I didn't want to go into the coffin with regrets, so I hid my identity and met you, and those days were the happiest days I ever lived.

I don't have anything to leave for you, here are some of my storage and cultivation experiences, I hope it will be helpful to you in your future cultivation.

Finally, I just want to say to you, kid, I'm sorry! ”

After saying that, the image disappeared, and then Xiao Yan realized that the ancestor had already seen that there was something wrong with his body, but he didn't pierce him.

And in this passage, Xiao Yan heard the ancestor say that he had found something, and it was because of this that the ancestor died in the end, but what are these things? It was so important that the murderer behind the scenes did not hesitate to kill the ancestor to extinguish it?

But since this thing is so important, with his current strength, he will definitely not be able to access it, and even the ancestor will die because of it, let alone him?

Putting aside this thought for the time being, Xiao Yan looked at the items in the ring, and couldn't help but sigh, the ancestor is the ancestor, the richness of this collection really opened his eyes, but there was one thing in it that attracted his attention.

It was an oval-shaped token, on which was painted a lifelike golden dragon, and on the back of this token, a full picture of Kunlun Palace was carved.

That's right, this token is the Ancestor Mark that Xiao Yan wants to get!

With it, Xiao Yan could unknowingly get the Demon Suppression Knife that could crack the Nine Mysteries!

Without further ado, Xiao Yan immediately rushed to the Meritorious Building, and just as he was about to steal the Demon Suppression Knife, the door of the Meritorious Building opened again.

Xiao Yan hurriedly hid in the hiding place last time, quietly observing every move below.

I saw a person in a black cloak appear in Xiao Yan's eyes, looking at the back, it should be the same person last time.

He also knocked a few places on the wall like last time, but Xiao Yan noticed that the positions he knocked on this time were actually different from the last time, and before Xiao Yan could think about it, he heard a conversation from below.

"Venerable, now that the ancestor is dead, the true identity of that Shen Xiaofan has also been exposed, he is Xiao Yan of the Yan League, we have already controlled him, but in the end, a mysterious person rescued him."

"I already know about this, you did a good job, you don't have to worry about the rest."

"What ...... our previous plan?"

"There is an order from above, the plan has changed, I don't know the specifics, just wait for the order, don't come to me if there is nothing major during this time, I have something to do."

"Yes, Your Holiness."

After speaking, the black-robed man retreated, and the moment he opened the door, a gust of wind blew the cloak off the black-robed man's head, although he quickly brought it up again, but Xiao Yan still saw his true face.

This black-robed man is ......!!!