The crazy old man sighed and said, "I mentioned Mrs. that day, but I still couldn't change the ending......"

Yi Yun thought of the tragic death of the clansman and the woman whose real name was Meng Yunyi, and her body couldn't stop shaking, her child was gone, and everything was that woman's conspiracy.

Thinking about it, tears welled up in her eyes.

She looked at the old Taoist in front of her, her face was still at a loss, and she choked up as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw: "Immortal, please, please, please......"

"Alas......" The crazy Taoist touched the top of the head of the child next to him and said, "An Xie, you can take a look again." ”

Yi Yun followed the crazy man's movements and looked at the little boy who was carved in pink and jade, and instinctively chose to believe it.

An Xie looked Yi Yun up and down for a while, and in Yi Yun's expectant gaze, he said crisply: "Yi's daughter, frustrated family, there is no grudge and no hatred, and the dream is dead." Eat dreams, ten thousand lives are poisonous, and good and evil are beyond the fairy and demon suits. ”

Yi Yun was still a little stunned when he heard it, and he guessed the ending based on what he had calculated, but he couldn't help but sigh. If he was a mortal, there was still a possibility that his life could be changed, but Yi Yun was already destined to embark on that path, and he had no choice.

Thinking like this, the crazy Taoist made a trick and printed it on Yi Yun's body out of thin air, and then said: "Poor Dao crazy came to give Mrs. a trick, I hope that Mrs. can keep her good ......thoughts when she is in danger."

When the words fell, the crazy Taoist and the little boy gradually disappeared, Yi Yun's eyes were dark, and when he opened his eyes again, it was already dawn.

She struggled to sit up from the grass and looked at the silent woods with disappointment in her eyes. The wounds on her body were pulled and oozing blood, the back of her head throbbed with pain, and the moisture of the early morning lingered around, causing her to cough violently, but her heart, liver and lungs seemed to be pinched together.

Yi Yun carefully thought about the Taoist priest and the little boy who claimed to be crazy in the white mist, but found that everything was very clear, as if it had really happened, she couldn't help but think of the previous river of blood, and instinctively started a cold war.

Dream Girl, Dream Girl!

Pity the thousands of people in her Yi family, all of whom were wiped out by Frustration Changqing and Mengyun! And her poor child......

She clenched her jaws, and the hatred in her eyes froze. When she had some strength, Yi Yun slowly supported the trunk beside her and slowly stood up, she ran here yesterday and passed out directly, and now Meng Yunyi The woman must have chased after her, she must leave here. Only by saving your life can you have a chance of revenge!

"My good sister, where are you going?" A coquettish voice sounded behind him, Yi Yun's movements stiffened, and his palms were already clenched into fists.

She gasped heavily, and the woman behind her paced in front of Yi Yun, looking at Yi Yun's embarrassed appearance with satisfaction, and easily kicked Yi Yun who was swinging her fist. Yi Yun's back slammed into the tree and rolled to the ground, the leaves were scattered, and only her coughing up blood remained in the forest.

"Sister, it's really nice to look like this." Meng Yunyi covered her mouth and chuckled, her contemptuous gaze on Yi Yun, who was constantly coughing up blood.

"Cough, Meng Yunyi, you Meng, cough, there is a mistake first, and it has long been gone, why cough cough...... Why do you want to go with the frustrated family - harm my family! Knowing that it didn't work, Yi Yun still endured the severe pain and asked.

Listening to Yi Yun's words, Meng Yunyi's smile was a little strange, and she repeated: "Is there a mistake first?" Meng Yunyi smiled and bent down as if she had heard some joke, "What qualifications do you have to judge the Meng Clan?" By the so-called right path? ”

"I won't leave the Yi family and the Fu family alone, this-don't worry." She laughed badly.

"Then you hate it so much, ahem...... Why...... Why did you give birth to a child for Fu Changqing? You connect yourself...... Ahem...... Can children do it? Yi Yun looked at the indifferent appearance of the woman in front of him, and was furious.

"Kid?" Meng Yunyi gently tugged the broken hair between her sideburns behind her ears, and said casually: "Where will I leave a frustrated child?" ”

Yi Yunqiang propped up half of his body, looked at Meng Yunyi who had no waves on his face, felt a chill in his heart, gritted his teeth and said, "You are really a poisonous woman!" ”

Meng Yunyi looked at Yi Yun and smiled lightly, as if she had just remembered, and suddenly said: "Oh-I remembered, your child, I also killed -" After saying that, she was not satisfied, she hooked the corners of her lips, slowly walked to Yi Yun's side, lowered her head and whispered in Yi Yun's ear: "You should thank me, really wait until your child is born, and then let you watch him be killed by me, you will be even more sad, right?" It's better to-"

"It's good to die early."

Her voice was full of Sen Sen's malice, and Yi Yun's tears melted the dried blood stains on her face, as if she had shed bloody tears.

"Do you know why Fu Changqing helped me?"

The wind was howling on the top of the cliff, Meng Yunyi's pale blue robe was blown up by the wind, her waist-length black hair was flying in the air, and a small cluster of wind curtains between her temples were shaky. She looked down at the figure curled up on the ground at the bottom of the cliff with a supple smile on her face.

Yi Yun opened her eyes with difficulty, there were rocks under her, sharp stones had penetrated deep into her flesh, the blood was gradually flowing, and she was no longer conscious.

Meng Yunyi's words fluttered lightly in her ears, Yi Yun tried her best to turn her face sideways, her vision was occupied by blood, her eyes were nailed to the condescending woman, she wanted to say something, but she couldn't speak.

The black mist at the bottom of the cliff was shrouded, and a trace of cold qi poured into Yi Yun's body, staining her already gray face with a layer of dead air.

Back then, the Meng clan studied evil arts to do evil, and even threatened the major families to submit to the Chu clan, otherwise they would use evil magic to make everyone into puppets. After several small families were made into puppets one after another, the big family gradually got recruited, and the Yi and Fu families united many families to encircle and suppress the Chu family, and each family suffered a lot of blows in that war, but buried the ambition of the Chu family in a fire.

More than ten years have passed, Chu Yunyi went deep into the Fu family under the alias Gan Yunyi, and he didn't know how to persuade Fu Changqing, and even made him willing to give the lives of hundreds of people in the Fu family, and also implicated the Yi family......

Although Meng Yunyi asked out loud, she didn't mean to let Yi Yun answer, she stretched out her hand and pulled the broken hair on her sideburns, with a mocking smile on her face, and her voice was contemptuous:

"The 'Ten Thousand Lives' Holy Medicine must not be able to study anything by the mediocrity of your two families, what an irony - the two great families have surrounded and suppressed the so-called evil demons, but they are still desperately seeking the Dan Fang created by the evil demons......"

Meng Yunyi laughed out loud, but there was no smile in her eyes, she raised her eyebrows slightly, and said softly: "It's a pity that it's all waste." ”

"One pill in exchange for the destruction of two great families, this deal is still not a loss-you say? Yi Yun. Meng Yunyi leaned down and looked at Yi Yun, who was motionless at the bottom of the cliff, and smiled lightly.

Meng Yunyi's voice sounded clearly in his ears, Yi Yun couldn't move, he could only feel the passage of life in his body, and the severe pain and hatred made the already dim eyes more and more godless.

"Speaking of which, I still like you a little, so fragile—" The smile deepened at the corner of her mouth, and she said the words word by word: "-It's hard to help but destroy." ”

Looking at Yi Yun's dying appearance, a trace of cruelty flashed in Meng Yunyi's eyes, and after snorting coldly, he flicked his sleeves and raised his voice: "You have to live, always remember this pain!" I think Miss Yi would be happy to experience the feeling of a broken family, but you don't have a chance to climb up again. ”

Meng Yunyi took out a mirror, and after dripping with essence blood, a strange pattern flashed with blood appeared on the surface of the mirror made of unknown materials. She frantically looked at the thing that was spilling out of the mirror, and threw the strange pattern out of the cliff with a flick of her hand. The strange pattern rose bigger and bigger, and the blood was so thick that it seemed to drip down, and the pattern did not slowly disappear in mid-air until it covered the entire cliff.

No longer looking at the people at the bottom of the cliff, Meng Yunyi turned around and left the cliff.

Yi Yun was lying at the bottom of the cold cliff, his eyelids getting heavier and heavier. She hates it so much, hates Mengyunyi for being vicious, and hates frustration for evergreen and cool.

No matter what kind of strange pill it is, if Fu Changqing still has a trace of humanity, he shouldn't privately exchange the frustrated family who gave birth to him and the Yi family who made good friends! What qualifications does he have?

The more resentful she became, the more the black mist that suddenly thickened at the bottom of the cliff surged towards her body. The pain of the erosion of her soul made Yi Yun's legs tense, and she wanted to scream, but she could only cough up the blood that had accumulated in her throat.

A voice full of temptation sounded intermittently in his mind, and Yi Yun's body was surrounded by layers of black mist, and he gradually couldn't see his appearance clearly.

Do you want revenge......

Accept me......

Yi Yun, whose consciousness was already blurred, had a thought and passed out.

I'm going to...... Avenge......

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Less than two years have passed in a flash.

Mengyun walked out of the cave and took a deep breath, suppressing the tyranny in his body. Looking around, the original brand new house has been reborn with weeds at this time, and there is no trace of popularity.

She sneered, and said in her heart: Frustrated Changqing really took advantage of his retreat to run away.

I thought that this man treated her affectionately, and after killing the frustrated family, she was willing to play with him, he wanted ten thousand lives, and she gave it, but she did something to do it.

Thinking of this, Meng Yunyi waved a gust of wind to uproot the weeds in the yard, and after turning around and setting up a hiding formation in the cave hidden in the rockery, he disappeared into the courtyard in a few jumps.

A quarter of an hour later, Meng Yunyi's figure appeared on the cliff, looked at the woman floating in mid-air, her face was pale but already like a walking corpse, smiled with satisfaction, and then turned to leave. didn't notice that after she left, the woman who had closed her eyes suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were bloody, and the corners of her mouth stiffened and pulled out a weird smile, but after a while, she returned to that lifeless appearance, as if the strange scene just now had not happened.

After March, the desert.

The ragged man climbed in the desert, and the trail of climbing behind him stretched far away. The man's face was dirty, but his eyes were covered with a layer of white, and he could no longer see anything.

The original exquisite embroidery can still be seen in the tattered clothes, and a half-broken scabbard is dragged beside him, and the hair is scattered and mixed with blood and sticks in one place. At this time, he looked flustered and crawled forward, as if he was fleeing from something.

I don't know how long later, the corners of his mouth were dry and cracked, and the blood scab was nailed to the wound, and the pain of tearing was when he pulled it. His leg had been broken, and he dragged his broken body through the desert, his fear and belief in survival sustaining him. The arms and palms that came into contact with the grains of sand had already worn off the flesh, but he did not dare to stop, for fear that the evil ghost who collected the debt would catch up with him.

He still has to embark on the path of cultivation, and he has to live forever...... He can't die here!

His fumbling palm suddenly touched the wet sand, and he grabbed it several times with trembling hands before he was sure that he was not delusional. His cheeks twitched with excitement at that moment.

Water!

He groped around greedily, finally making sure that only the small area in front of him was wet.