"Choke!"

The long sword was unsheathed, and a sword light flashed, slashing down the air, but a trace of ripples was seen passing in the air, covering the entire crow flock in a blink of an eye.

"Quack!"

The screams of crows rang out, and one by one the crows were killed by the sword light and fell down one after another.

Putting away the long sword, the night breeze slowly walked on the stone steps that were already full of dead branches and leaves, making a "click! click" sound.

The more he walked, the faster he felt his heartbeat.

"Are you scared?"

Night Wind couldn't help but ask himself, passing through the hall, a winding stone path surrounded the fallen jungle, dozens of peach blossoms had long since withered, only the sound of the wind blowing and falling leaves echoed in the courtyard.

In the middle, the clear water of the lake has long since lost its former clarity, leaving only the green covered by debris, but the lotus flowers in the lake are still blooming, as if they have not withered with the years.

An elaborate pavilion in the middle of the lake, already covered in cobwebs.

Passing through a circular door, a slightly desolate sound seemed to echo in his ears, and he followed the bluestone path all the way to the end, where a protruding mound of earth stood in front of the night wind.

There was no writing on the mound, nor was there any decoration, but the night wind looked at the mound and stood stupidly, put down the sword in his hand slightly, and walked slowly beside the mound.

He lifted his robe, knelt down, his eyes were filled with tears at some point, and he stretched out his hand and gently stroked it on the mound, as if he was caressing an important treasure, so gently.

"Father, Mother, Feng'er has come to see you!"

A slightly choked voice echoed in front of the mound.

"It's been twelve years, please forgive Feng'er for coming to see you after twelve years, Feng'er knows that you want Feng'er very much, but Feng'er wants revenge and wants to learn martial arts, because Feng'er knows that only after learning martial arts can you take revenge, and you can also kill the enemy. ”

As he spoke, his face was hideous, and his teeth were clenched.

"In the past twelve years, Feng'er has never dared to forget, and he has not dared to forget the disaster of my Ye's family, and Feng'er will make the enemy die a painful death. I hope that the spirit of the parents in the sky can bless the child to find the enemy as soon as possible, and Feng'er will definitely bring the head of the enemy to pay tribute to the spirit of the parents in the sky. ”

As he spoke, Night Breeze's expression gradually recovered and began to gentle.

"Do you know? Feng'er worshiped Huashan, the master is good to Feng'er, the master teaches Feng'er to read and practice martial arts, and teaches Feng'er to be a man, in fact, these principles are understood by children, and they all know, but Feng'er likes it, likes this feeling, I don't know if there is reincarnation in this world, if there is reincarnation, I don't know if you have been reincarnated, if not, please wait for Feng'er, and when Feng'er is detached, you will definitely be resurrected. ”

Talking, talking, Night Wind didn't know what to say, and told all the experiences of these years and some of what he had seen and heard in his previous life.

Gradually, the sky darkened, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled through the jungle on the graves, adding a touch of sadness to the bleak atmosphere.

At this time, the night breeze had already sat down, not caring about the clothes on his body at all, with a slight smile, as if he was missing, as if he was missing.

"Everyone be careful! The news of the big boss is that the remnants of the Chinese New Year's Eve family are still there and have entered Huashan, so this time we must kill him and let the Ye family be completely destroyed!"

A slight thud sounded outside the door of Luoxia Villa.

I saw more than 20 black-clothed people standing in front of the villa and said, "Understood!"

"Okay, everyone!" said one of the eight-foot-tall men.

After saying that, the men in black rushed towards the villa.

The night grew dark, enveloping the entire land.

In front of the grave, the night breeze gently uprooted the weeds on the mound and cleaned up the debris on the grave.

At this moment, there was a slight sound of footsteps, and in the blink of an eye, more than twenty black-clothed people broke in one after another, looking at the night breeze, holding swords in both hands, looking particularly hideous under the cover of night.

"I wonder what your intentions are for coming to my house?"

The night breeze said lightly, without any panic in his expression, as if he didn't see them, and reached out to throw the weeds into the distance.

"Are you the remnant of the Ye family?" asked a big man in black with a few laughs.

"Presumably, you are the "gust of wind" that destroyed my night family" Night Wind's eyes flashed with a hint of fierce murderous intent, and his expression was indifferent.

"Haha! What if we are a gust of wind, what if there is a gust of wind from time to time? Anyway, you will die tonight!" the big man in black looked up and laughed, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.

"It seems that my night house is not simple! I thought that if I extinguished a gust of wind, I could avenge my annihilation! It seems that things have changed!" Night Wind looked at the black-clothed man and said secretly.

His expression was slightly dignified, the black-clothed man led by him was already a first-class master, and none of the more than twenty black-clothed people was below the second-rate existence, all of them were second-rate late and peak.

You must know that even some small sects in the rivers and lakes cannot have so many masters, and then think of the strength of a gust of wind thirteen years ago, the night wind can't help but feel that things have changed, maybe a gust of wind is just a tool for some people.

"Before you kill me, can you know who ordered you to come to me to destroy my Ye family?"

"Haha! Boy, don't think about Lao Tzu's words, who killed your family at night, you better go to hell and ask your parents to go!"

After speaking, the figure of the man in black flashed, and the long sword in his hand was currently stabbing towards the night wind, and the rest of the black-clothed people did not hesitate to see this, and picked up the weapons in their hands one after another and attacked towards the night wind.

In the face of everyone's siege, Yefeng's expression remained unchanged and said: "Since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you." As he spoke, he stepped on the seven stars, flashed the long sword of the man in black, reached out, and grabbed the long sword on the ground in his hand with a strong suction.

"Choke!"

As the long sword was unsheathed, a sword light stabbed out like lightning, and "Dangdang~" remembered several golden and iron sounds.

Under the intersection of the tips of the swords, the night wind suddenly retreated, turning the thorn into a pick, and attacked the face of the black-clothed man.

And at this moment, several bright sword shadows were intertwined into a bright net in an instant, shrouding down towards the night wind. In the terrible wind, there is a fierce killing machine.

The night wind suddenly retracted its sword and turned into raindrops all over the sky, like stars in the sky, heading towards the big outlet.

"Dangdang~~"

The sound of swords intersecting kept echoing in my ears. Suddenly, the night wind's long sword shook, turning into thirteen lightning bolts and passing away in a flash.

"Be careful!" Just when the big man in black felt the danger, it was too late.

I saw thirteen black-clothed people clutching their throats one after another, their bodies retreating back, and with a "snap", they all fell to the ground and died.

"I want you dead!" The man in black went crazy in an instant, and led the rest of the men in black to besiege the night wind even more fiercely.

"Give you one last chance, as long as you tell the murderer behind the scenes, I'll give you a good time!" Night Wind dodged as he used the sword in his hand to block the oncoming swords from time to time.

"Don't you think! We're dead, and we won't let you know!" said the man in black, his sword even more unpredictable.

"In that case, then you all die!" Night Wind was furious, and knew that he could no longer ask anything, so he stopped holding his hand, and the long sword in his hand suddenly changed, and its brilliance turned into dazzling lightning, and disappeared in a flash.

It's like a life-seeking Yama, fast!

The black-clothed man suddenly lost his soul, and as soon as he raised the sword again, his eyes went black and fell, and the rest of the black-clothed people also fell down one after another under this extremely fast sword, leaving only the eyes with boundless fear.