Ten years of life and death. Don't think about it. Unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation.

Under the silent night sky, a meteor slipped quietly, which was the trace of the hero's fall. Three days have passed since the slaughter of the city, and Landing Town has long since become a deserted town. But this Lingyuan City, with the help of the imperial capital, was gradually rebuilt and put on the right track.

It's just that no matter how clean the handling is, those immortal heroic souls will remain here forever.

The City Lord's Mansion of Lingyuan City has become a dead mansion, and there are really too many white bones buried here. After the new city lord of the imperial capital took over Lingyuan City, the original city lord's mansion was completely blocked, heavily guarded, and no one was allowed to trespass.

The wind, gently raised, slowly blew the surrounding branches and buds, a leaf, slowly drifted down, and landed on the young man's cheek.

On the handsome face, there was not the slightest blood, and the eyes were slightly closed, and there was no trace of brilliance. The boy just lay there quietly, but it seemed that he carried too many stories, and his body flashed with strange brilliance from time to time, but then disappeared in the endless night.

Here, it is the forbidden City Lord's Mansion, and this young man is none other than Lan Jiu.

After receiving the instructions of the Heavenly Punishment Sage, the people of the imperial capital did not interfere with Lan Jiu's existence, as if this dead-hearted young man was not lying here. However, people who come and go can't help but stay their eyes for a moment, and they also want to know what happened to this handsome young man, and why he exudes such an aura at such a young age.

The bell rang for the thirteenth time, and the sound of mourning was originally only ringed on the day of the death of the emperor's relatives. But this time in the slaughter of the city, there were really too many compatriots who died, and it was like a national disaster. During these three days, the entire eastern kingdom was mourning, and the atmosphere of grief permeated the whole country.

Suddenly, Lan Jiu's palm moved, raised slightly, and directly held the falling leaves in his hand.

"Finally... Is it all over?"

The voice is a little vicissitudes, as if the grief is too much, and it has aged overnight. Or maybe it's because you haven't communicated with people for a few days, and you slowly forget the ability to speak.

His eyes became deep, and his mind was filled with the scene of the slaughter that day.

His "father" Lan Yan and "mother" Xi, even though they are not biological, these two people are still their closest people on this continent, and they left him forever. There are also Lan Xi, Lan Fan, and Lan Zixin, who are also unable to come back, and Lan Ni, after all, he still lost this person who was hidden in his heart!

Gaze, slowly condensing, these days, I have experienced a little too much.

Since I took a vacation, I don't seem to have encountered anything good. first learned that Lan Ni was married, and then fell into the conspiracy of the demon clan, and the marriage period of Japan was broken, but now it encounters such a scene where family members and lovers have left. During this period, he also learned the secret that he was not the son of the Lan family, in the final analysis, he was just a teenager just over twenty, and this experience was really too heavy.

His gaze was gently condensed, he moved, and the whole person stood up in a posture that ordinary people could not understand. Then all of a sudden, he knelt on the ground, his forehead bowed heavily to the ground, and in his eyes, clear tears came out of his eyes, and fell on the ground in front of him.

The first bow was very heavy, and his forehead slammed the ground. Lan Jiu muttered to himself, "The Lan family's heroic spirit is above, this worship, I wish everyone a good journey!"

The second bow was heavier, and the forehead became red, and even a trace of blood was oozing. Lan Jiu's eyes were condensed, and he said firmly, "This worship, I, Lan Jiu, swear here, from today onwards, I will go all out to kill the demon clan to avenge this blood sea of hatred, and the demon clan will not be eliminated and will never mourn!"

"This worship, I will inherit the will of the Lan family and return a happy land in this world!" In the third worship, Lan Jiu's forehead finally coughed up a big wound, and blood slowly slid down his cheek.

Mixed with teardrops, the trace of blood slipped into the corners of Lan Jiu's mouth, he pursed the corners of his mouth slightly, but his eyes became unprecedentedly deep. At this moment, he seems to be more magical, his eyes are as deep as the vast stars, which is incomprehensible, and even he himself gradually does not know what he is still holding onto.

But one thing he was sure of was that this would be the last time he would get down on his knees, and the last tears would be brewing in his eyes.

With a flicker, Lan Jiu's body had already disappeared in place. Under the blessing of the wind element, the pace was extremely fast, and it directly escaped the eyes of those who guarded it. A light breeze blew, and there was nothing but blood left there, but nothing else.

When it reappeared, it was already in the courtyard of the Lan family, but here, it was deserted.

Everyone in the Lan family, even those ordinary servants, were buried with heroic ceremonies. And this mansion of the Lan family has also been confiscated as a sacred realm, and since then, the scenery has been infinite.

Lan Jiu's pace almost circled the entire mansion, and all the facilities and structures did not change in the slightest. The only thing that is different is the vitality, in this mansion, it has long lost its former vitality, and the Blue Mansion of Nuoda has really become an empty house since then.

But at this time, he couldn't think so much, and as soon as he made a mistake, he appeared in the room where he used to be.

The bed was where he first opened his eyes. It's only been two years since he first entered the Lan family, but so many vicissitudes have happened, Lan Jiu's gaze is as deep as ever, and his palm slowly swiped every corner of this room, he wants to work hard to imprint the appearance of this place in his mind.

Finally, Lan Jiu's figure stopped in front of a bronze mirror, which was Xi's favorite bronze mirror.

Lan Jiu's gaze fell on himself in the mirror, smiled slightly, and sighed in a low voice, "Actually, white hair is more worthy ......of yourself, right?"

This wry smile contains too much injustice. It turned out that when he woke up this time, it was not only his voice that had gone vicissitudes, but even his hair, which had been out of consciousness for the past few days, slowly turning from inky black to pale. A green silk dyes white, so how much pain and pain should be hidden in it?

Looking at himself in the mirror, Lan Jiu still looked unfazed, only afraid that his heart would be dead at that moment.

The palm of his hand slowly stroked his white hair, Lan Jiu smiled slightly, and said self-deprecatingly, "Silver-white, it's pretty cool!"

Indeed, Lan Jiu's hair is not simply white, but a white texture with a silver light. It seems that he is really more stylish, and Lan Jiu at this moment did not expect that this silver hair would accompany him through the story for many years.

Even, many years later, the white-haired Venerable who terrified the two worlds of humans and demons was terrified of the two worlds, and it was because of this moment that the prototype was laid, but these were already many years later.

After a few hours of delay in the Lan Mansion, Lan Jiu didn't delay any longer, his pace quickened, and he walked towards the unknown distance. Losing his family, his lover, and all his clansmen, he should have been hesitant and confused, but he knew very well what he should do at this moment.

In the days when he was unconscious, he clearly heard someone in his ear saying that when he woke up, he could go to him.

He remembered the voice very well, it was the old man who suddenly appeared that day. The moment the old man appeared, he seemed to have understood some truths, the old man's appearance was too similar to Lan Yue Mania, Lan Yan, and even Lan Xi.

He gradually understood why his master Blue Moon Maniac was able to speak in the Magician Association, and why he was favored by the god of fate and made an exception to be recruited into the magic academy.

In the past few days, he has finally sorted out all his thoughts. That old man's name is Heavenly Punishment Sage, he is the dean of the Academy of Magic, and he is also the unborn powerhouse of the Magician Association, in this situation, is there any more effective way than to find him?

The Academy of Magic, the forbidden area, is said to be inhabited by the most mysterious dean.

Lan Jiu's strength is indeed very strong, even in the magic academy where there are many masters, he also sneaked here smoothly. The corners of his mouth lifted, and he asked in a low voice, "I know you're here... You really don't want to come out to see you because you want me to come to you!"

In the air, there was a fluctuation, and after an instant, a phantom appeared in front of Lan Jiu. Then it slowly solidified, and gradually turned into an old man, it was the Heavenly Punishment Sage who had a relationship with Lan Jiu.

Without waiting for Lan Jiu to ask, he was the first to mutter, "It's not like... You and the descendants of our Lan family really don't think about it... Presumably, you are not from my Lan family!"

Heaven punished the sage's words, which made Lan Jiu stunned. He didn't expect that the Heavenly Punishment Sage didn't care about how he came here, and he didn't care about what he was doing here, so he would take the lead in asking such an unexpected topic.

However, Lan Jiu was not ready to hide it, and at the moment, he said truthfully, "Yes... I am the adopted son of the Lan family and the ninth son of Lan Jiu, and my adoptive mother, Xi, adopted me about two years ago... I just don't know who you are, senior?"

"I hope this girl, she is really kind, she also respected me as an old man back then, but it's a pity..."The Heavenly Punishment Sage said with a sigh, but then the words stopped, and he said with a condensed breath, "I am the dean of the Academy of Magic, and the world calls me the Heavenly Punishment Sage... As for my real name, my surname is Lan, my name is Sikui, your previous master, Lan Yuemad, is my eldest son!"

“......”

Lan Jiu was speechless for a while, such a result, even if he had prepared in advance, he would not be able to accept it for a while. The eyes of the two collided slightly in the air, and then they all smiled, they knew that after confirming their eyes, there would be a different story between them.