The wind was howling, the torrential rain was pouring down, and the sound of the fierce rain was particularly intense in this silent night.

This voice covers up all the sinful voices of the night.

Shushan Immortal Gate, the dormitory of the carefree elders.

The huge dormitory was empty at this time, as cold as an ice cellar.

On a large wooden bed, the brocade futon was a little messy.

A thin old man, thin like a producer, lying on the bed dying, only intake and no out.

He was staring viciously at the man in front of the bed, the demonic man, with one intact eye.

Feng Wuchen was dressed in white, with a fluttering fairy aura and unparalleled elegance, standing proudly in front of the bed of the carefree elder, making the dark and oppressive dormitory shine.

If you say, there are still fairy-like characters in this world.

Then, Feng Wuchen must be that fairy-like character.

Fairy, noble, handsome and unparalleled.

It's a pity that his handsome and well-maintained face looks a little hideous at this time.

Especially those eyes, cold and full of desire, under the flickering light, they looked extremely hideous and terrifying.

Elder Sanssouci took a few breaths and asked with difficulty;

"You...... Tell me...... What secret? ”

He coughed desperately, trembling all over, and the black blood clots vomited out piece by piece, which was shocking.

He shook and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and asked with a wry smile:

"It's under the Divine Dragon Tower...... Hiding a ...... that specializes in harvesting human primordial gods The Great Array of Evil? ”

"Yes...... You made ...... Many plagues and plagues...... Used to meet ...... Your selfish desires? ”

"Yes...... You bought Yun Yao...... Let her calculate her own biological father? ”

"Or ...... You're not human at all...... It's an evil monster? ”

Feng Wuchen had a pair of sharp eyes, and suddenly looked at the dying and struggling Elder Wuwu on the bed.

His gaze was cold and cruel, cold and merciless, as if he were looking at a dead man.

Yes, Elder Sanssouci knew too many of his secrets to be kept.

Although, Elder Sanssouci was a junior disciple who had been with him for thousands of years.

However, Feng Wuchen was unkind to him, and he didn't feel pity at all.

In his eyes, there is only interests, not affection.

What kind of family, friendship and love is worthless in his eyes.

In this world, any stumbling block in front of him must be removed.

No one is an exception.

No one could stop him, and he soared to become the Emperor of the Heavenly Realm.

Feng Wuchen said in a gloomy manner:

"I didn't expect that, you know quite a lot."

"But the secret I'm going to tell you is what you say, and it's not what you say."

Feng Wuchen paused, and said triumphantly in an obscene tone:

"Remember when the plum blossoms fall? That woman who looks pure and sweet, as light as a plum blossom? ”

Elder Sanssouci's body shook suddenly, as if he had been hit hard.

His mind buzzed, and countless Venus stars instantly appeared in front of him.

A great anger welled up in his heart, and he felt it harder to breathe, and he felt a blackness in front of his eyes.

He stared angrily at the man in front of him, a monstrous anger in his cloudy eyes.

More than ten years ago, after he found out about the Ghost-faced Man and the Plum Blossom Fall, he had searched for traces of the Ghost-faced Man countless times.

However, the Ghostface disappeared as if out of thin air, never to be seen again.

He had thought about the scene thousands of times when he caught the ghost-faced man and what to do with him.

He thought about how to avenge the plum blossom fall.

He wanted to break the ghost-faced man into thousands of pieces to relieve the hatred in his heart.

However, he couldn't find any clues from the Ghostface.

It was like a big rock pressing down on his heart, and he couldn't breathe.

How many years have passed, and this incident has pressed on the bottom of his heart, making him haunted and unable to let go.

It turns out that the ghost-faced man is him.

His good brother.

The head of Shushan Xianmen.

They have always been proud of their existence up and down Shushan.

People in the world are revered as god-like beings.

However, the true face of this person is so terrifying and hideous.

No wonder, no wonder that at that time, Feng Wuchen always sent him to a far away place to run errands.

Feng Wuchen just wanted to break him away and find an opportunity to insult his beloved woman, Plum Blossom Fall.

Plum Blossom was still pregnant at that time, how desperate and helpless she must have been!

The hatred and anger in Elder Sanssouc's heart were like a flood that burst its banks, rolling down and unstoppable.

At this time, because he was emotionally out of control.

His immortal veins were like fire, as if they were about to explode.

It hurt so much that he shrunk into a shrimp ball.

He coughed desperately, vomiting countless mouthfuls of black blood.

His eyes darkened for a while, and his chest became more and more stuffy.

He lay weakly on the bed, enduring the sharp pain in his body, and for a while he burst into tears.

He choked up, and said in a hoarse voice:

"You...... You're really ...... Too...... Despicable and shameless......"

"We ...... But...... Brothers...... How can you ...... How can you? ”

"You're not human...... You are the devil...... You must be the devil! ”

His heart was full of anger and remorse.

It's all his fault, he forced poor Meihualuo to death at the beginning.

Yun Yao's mother.

At that time, Plum Blossom was imprisoned by the ghost-faced man and insulted many times, so it must have been very painful and helpless, right?

However, as her husband, he was carried away by hatred at that time.

Not only did he not help her, but he also pushed her into the abyss with his own hands!

It's a pity that regret came too late, everything was too late, too late.

He was also an executioner, not only forcing his wife to death, but also his own daughter.

He forced his beloved daughter into the hands of this demon with his own hands.

He repents, he hates, he hates!

Elder Sanssouci spoke with difficulty, and vomited a few mouthfuls of black blood.

The black blood pressure was in his throat, making his breath rattle like a bellows.

Feng Wuchen stared at him coldly and laughed wildly:

"Senior brother?"

"In the eyes of the deity, there is only interests, no peers, no morality, and no living beings in the world."

"The plum blossoms are so beautiful, the first day you brought her to the Shushan Immortal Gate, the deity was deeply attracted by her."

"The next day, the deity asked for her."

At that time, she wanted to jump off a cliff. The deity threatens her, saying that if she jumps off a cliff and dies, the deity will get rid of you. ”

"She can't bear the child in her belly, and she can't bear you, so she has to be wronged."

"The plum blossom is really beautiful, especially after giving birth, the taste is really wonderful."

Elder Sanssouci was so angry that his whole body trembled like chaff.

He wanted to turn into a terrible ghost and pounce on the sanctimonious beast in front of him and tear him to pieces.

It's a pity that his thin body, in the struggle, rolled from the bed to the ground, struggled helplessly and desperately for a few times, and finally could only lie on the ground panting.

He lay on the ground and gasped for a few breaths, and roared angrily:

"You brute! Originally...... You ...... before she gave birth It's already ......"

"You ...... Pigs and dogs are not as good as ...... Bastard thing! ”

"You...... You must not die well...... Don't die well......"

"Heavenly Dao...... There is reincarnation...... Firmament...... Spare whom? ”

"You must ...... Don't die well......"

Elder Sanssouci lay limply on the ground like a dying fish.

He stared hatefully at the man in front of him, stretching out his hands covered with corpse spots like chicken paws, trying to grab him.

He wanted to have him torn to pieces.

However, at this time, he was like a gossamer, only inlet air was left, and there was no outlet.

He could only struggle in vain on the ground weak and desperate.

Feng Wuchen looked at him condescendingly, and smiled despicably and coldly:

"Your daughter Yun Yao is also good, the best little Lori, it is very comfortable to abuse."

"Of course, compared to her mother's plum blossom fall, it's still a little worse."

"You don't have a few days to live, just wait for death obediently, hum!"

Elder Sanssouci curled up on the ground, his heart full of sadness, tears wetting his shriveled cheeks.

What did he do wrong?

What did you do wrong?

God is going to punish him like this?

He hates, he hates, he hates!

Elder Sanssouci opened his mouth, wanting to scold him.

However, he could no longer make any sound, only a "ho-ho-ho" panting sound.

There are more and more corpse spots on his body.

His skin, dry and clinging to his flesh and bones, resembled a humanoid skeleton, and his whole body emitted an unpleasant stench of corpses.

Feng Wuchen glanced at the carefree elder on the ground with contempt and disgust.

His eyes were cold, like he was looking at a dead dog.

His figure slowly disappeared into the dormitory of Elder Sanssouci.

Elder Sanssouci curled up on the cold ground, his eyes darkening for a while.

He felt that his body instantly became light, as if he had left the restraints of his body, and suddenly floated in mid-air, as if he was about to disappear with the wind.

Outside the window, the rain was pouring in, and the wind was raging, making a crackling sound.

A crow croaked and mourned as it flew past the window.

The wind slammed open the window, carrying raindrops and falling on his thin body.

In front of his eyes, a beautiful plum blossom appeared.

In the snow-white plum blossom bushes, a beautiful girl smiled back at him.

That sweet and pure smile, like a blooming snow plum, ignited his heart that had been silent for thousands of years.

She smiled softly and shyly:

"Worry-free, you are so good, I want to have a child for you, a child that belongs to us."

He gently hugged her and smiled dotingly: "Plum blossom falling, can I marry you?" ”

The girl smiled shyly, and the gentleness of the bow of her head amazed a good time.

"Plum blossom falling, my plum blossom falling, I will come to accompany you soon."

"Will you forgive me?"

Two lines of cold tears flowed down his sunken cheeks, looking so desolate.

Whether it is brilliant or down, gain or loss, everything is like a passing cloud.

Everything will disappear into the long river of history, and no one is exempt......

In the early morning of the next day, Yun Qi rushed back to the Shushan Immortal Gate and pushed open the dormitory of Elder Sanssouci.

Elder Sanssouci was lying on the cold ground, and he had been out of breath for a long time.

He had one eye open, and he didn't blink.

After a few days, Elder Sanssoucian's originally tall and mighty figure was reduced to a dry skeleton.

Yun Qi carried Elder Sanssouci to the bed and reached out to close his eyes.

He fell to his knees in front of the bed at once, and couldn't hold back his tears, crying so much that he couldn't stop crying.

Elder Sanssouci has always treated him like father and son.

However, he could not accompany him in his last moments.

Who can know that the people of Shushan Xianmen, who were still in high spirits a few days ago and worked hard for Shushan Xianmen, fell due to a strange illness in just a few days.

He walked so suddenly.

It's so bleak.

On the day he left, he vomited black blood all night.

Rolled off the bed to the ground, lay on the cold ground, and walked away desolately.

When he left, he didn't have a single loved one by his side.

His daughter Yun Yao was not by his side.

The second wife, Elder Wuxin, was not by his side either.

The news of the fall of the second-in-command Elder Wuwu of the Shushan Immortal Gate instantly spread all over the world, and the world was shocked.

Shushan Xianmen mourned up and down.

Feng Wucheng posthumously enshrined Elder Wuwu as the Taishang Worry-free Elder of Shushan Xianmen, the great hero of Shushan Xianmen, and for his scenery, he did a lot of things.

On the day of Elder Sanssouc's burial, hundreds of people spontaneously poured up the mountain to see him off.

His daughter Yun Yao, dressed in linen and filial piety, was dressed in white, and among the many weeping disciples of the Shushan Immortal Sect, she looked extremely indifferent.

It was as if the person who was about to be buried was not her relative, but someone who had nothing to do with her.

On that day, the Heartless Elder did not appear.

After the fall of Elder Sanctuary, Elder Wuxin did not know where to go.

No one knows where she went, and she has not been seen since.