Yuan Wei asked Gu Sui'er to help find an excuse and flew away, he seemed to have to leave the Night Cry Sect, he wanted to return to the Six Valleys Plateau, he wanted to return to the Six Valleys Plateau immediately.

Rokuya Plateau.

There were no soldiers defending and besieging the city on the cliff ladder, and even ordinary people, and there were a few broken shields and a few arrowheads without feathers left in the air. In many places, even the ladder has collapsed. For mortals, the Rokuya Plateau may indeed become an isolated place that cannot be climbed up or walked down!

The flying sword under his feet skyrocketed to more than a zhang long, and with the humming sound of Yuanwei, it rose straight up to a thousand zhang, and the various fortifications built by the Ning royal family in Xiadian Village appeared in front of him.

The Ning Clan did have extraordinary means, which may be the reason why they were able to rule the Sanglong Empire for a thousand years. In just a few months, the city was fully completed. It's just that most of the walls and houses that have just been completed are already in ruins.

"Is anyone there?" Motoo asked aloud, his anxious voice sent far away with the wind.

But no one answered.

In the silence, the mountain wind blew up a few rags, and Motoo could recognize that it was the leather left over from the explosion of the Ling Arrow Dead Soldier.

Yuan Wei was even more flustered, he came to Shangdian Village all the way, and similarly, the incomparably familiar small village was also a fiasco of falling houses. Yuan Wei didn't care about hiding his identity anymore, he was afraid that he would run too slowly, and even turned into the shape of a Xuanhu and smashed open the two hidden wooden doors, "Dad!

Still no one responded.

"Dad!mother, have you gone to the door?" shouted Motoo, tears streaming down his face.

But he went to all the houses, not only Li Fulai and his wife, but also the old village chief, Uncle Fujing, Sanquan, Dahuang and others who were familiar to Yuanwei were all gone, and there was no one in Shangdian Village.

Yuan Wei panicked, he never thought that one day he would lose his parents, recalling the care of Li Fulai and his wife, his heart was like a knife.

Re-stepping on the flying sword, Motowei went straight to Shouquan Village.

The cold city of the Ning royal family has long appeared on the original site of Shouquan Village, and Han Guliu, the village head of Shouquan Village, has also been named the prince.

The walls of the cold city are still intact, and there are still people shaking in the city!

Yuan Wei was happy for a while, and he was a little expectant, "Maybe the Ning royal family sent someone to gather all the villagers to the cold city."

A thin man on the street of Hancheng carried two buckets of spring water, and his staggering appearance was very painful, and he did not look like a person who often did such rough work.

"Uncle, is there anyone else in the city?" Motoo called out to him from behind.

That person turned around, it turned out to be Ning Que, the ninth prince of the Ning clan!

At this time, where did Ning Que still look like a prince: he was dressed in coarse cloth clothes, and his face was full of vicissitudes that could not be concealed by wind and dust! Ning Que stared at Yuanwei for a long time with blank eyes, "Tiger baby, Tiger baby divine doctor, are you still alive?"

"It's me, the Nine Princes, I'm a tiger baby. What about the others? Who else is alive?" Motoo was even more anxious.

The Ninth Prince burst into tears: "Where am I still a prince! There are only ten people panting up and down in this cold city, and poor my royal brother and sister-in-law also have to make their own fire and cook, what is the difference between living and dead?!"

"What about the others?What about the Lord of Han Guliu?and how many brothers of Han Daquan?" Yuan Wei didn't care about laughing at his gaffe, and continued to ask.

"It's dead, it's all dead!" said the Nine Princes while crying, and it was easy for Yuan Wei to understand the whole process.

It turned out that just after Yuan Wei snatched Ning Ye from the purple charm, the slaughter of the Night Cry Sect had indeed stopped. Later, the Sect Master of the Red Feather Sect, Ling Huang, followed the Purple Charm back to the Six Valleys Plateau, but due to his existence, the Purple Charm left with his disciples. Ling Huang also summoned the emperor, saying that Ning Ye and an unknown immortal cultivator had been killed by the purple charm, and that this conflict had ended, allowing them to live in this Six Valleys Plateau steadily.

Just when everyone really thought that they had picked up a life, the disciples of the Night Cry Sect took advantage of the night to raid the Six Valleys Plateau, and they shouted to kill all mortals, harvesting lives everywhere like harvesting weeds. Ning Que didn't see it with his own eyes in other places, but the tragedy in the cold city happened in front of him.

"I have never seen such cruel immortals in my life, they fly with huge wings, our city walls do not play any role at all, our soldiers will not be able to resist their every move at all! In the chaos, I seem to see the shadow of Han Ding Dong, she is riding on a strange bird, and she also took Han Wangye, and several of his brothers wanted to escape from the city, but a strange bird suddenly exploded in mid-air, and countless sharp arrows shot down. I passed out at that time, and before I passed out, I vaguely saw them also lying in a pool of blood. By the time I woke up, it was already the next day, those immortals had long since disappeared, the corpses on the ground were gone, and there were only a few people from our Ning clan left in the cold city..."The Nine Princes wept and cried.

Yuan Wei thought of the result of the compromise between Ling Huang, the sect leader of the Red Feather Sect, and the purple charm of the Night Cry Sect in Luoying City, they claimed that they would never interfere in the lives of mortals again, and they dared to slaughter the mortals on the Six Valleys Plateau a long time ago! They don't care about the lives of mortals, but Yuan Wei cares, because there are parents here who saved his life!

Yuanwei no longer listened to the chatter of the Nine Princes, he stepped on the flying sword and went straight to the cold valley, and he still had a fantasy in his heart, that is, Ding Dong was still hidden in the depths of the cold valley.

"Ding-dong!-ding-dong!" called Motoo.

However, there was only his own echo in the cold valley.

"Ding Dong! Ding Dong!" Motoo persevered.

However, the Lengcui Palace was empty, and even the strange bird Dundun was gone.

Perhaps, what the Nine Princes saw was Ding Dong! She probably slipped out of the cold valley because she was worried about this yuanwei. Maybe he saw the Night Cry Sect slaughtering his relatives again, so he rushed out desperately. But no matter what, she was just a little immortal cultivator who only had the realm of forging veins for two weeks!

His parents are gone! Ding Dong is gone! His relatives in the Six Valleys Plateau are gone! What he has liked and enjoyed in the past few years seems to be still in front of him, but before Yuan Wei can open his arms and hug him properly, all this is like a colorful blister, slamming into nothing!

"Ahh

"Night Cry Sect, I'm going to make you disappear!Purple Charm! I'm going to kill you!" said Motowei with a long roar as he looked up to the sky. With the great change in his consciousness, the cold air in the cold valley came out, affecting the sky above the six-grain plateau. The summer sky, which had been shining brightly, gathered heavy clouds sharply, and after a few breaths, goose feathers and snow fluttered down.

The cyan Leng Cui Palace decomposed little by little, and together with the 10,000-year-old ice in the Cold Valley, it turned into a suffocating cold air that slowly overflowed the Cold Valley and swallowed the Six Valleys Plateau!

Rokuya Plateau, completely overturned!

"Senior brother, senior brother!"

"Motoo! Motoo!"

Just when Yuanwei was confused, a faint voice came into his divine sense, and Yuanwei suddenly perked up and went straight to the direction of the sound.

Flying closer, Motoo didn't see the dingdong he missed on the outer edge of the Liugu Plateau, but saw the anxious Gu Sui'er.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you?!Why did it suddenly snow on this Liugu Plateau? This snow is strange, there is a chill in the snow that hurts my soul, I don't dare to go in!" Seeing Yuanwei appear in front of him, Gu Sui'er was both surprised and worried.

"My parents and my Dingdong are all dead! They were all killed by the disciples of the Night Cry Sect! I want to avenge them, I want to kill the Purple Charm! I want to kill the Night Cry Sect!" Moto's face was distorted, and his face was full of hideousness that he had never seen before. At this moment, he was dominated by strong hatred, and all his sanity, calmness, and innate prudence were all thrown out of the clouds.

"You want to kill the sect master?!, but she is a powerhouse in the Soul Condensing Realm?" Gu Sui'er covered her mouth in horror.

But Yuanwei was already iron-hearted, he left Gu Sui'er and went straight to the Night Cry Sect.

In the middle of the night, there was silence on the night cry mountain, except for the occasional cry.

In the incomparably spacious cave mansion, Zi Mei sat alone in front of the dresser and supported the powder face with one hand in a daze.

"Purple Charm, you get out of here!" A cry of anger broke the silence of the night, broke Purple Charm's contemplation.

Zi Mei was a little dazed, for hundreds of years, no one dared to talk to her like this, not even the extremely arrogant Ling Huang. She looked through the window lattice and saw a young figure in the night with a flying sword on his feet, holding a black snake staff and gesturing at her side.

"Who is he, why does it feel familiar?" Purple Charm muttered to herself.

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