As he spoke, Yunxiao walked out, and the surroundings were even more desolate than he had expected.

"I slaughtered a tribe, and the blood stained red for thirty miles, and I swore before the Buddha that I had to plant flowers on this land."

Yunxiao poured the tea in his hand on the ground, and black smoke soon rose from the dark red soil.

"This soil is poisonous, and you can't grow flowers."

"That's why I chant the scriptures every day, hoping to transcend this forgotten land."

Yunxiao's eyebrows tightened, he looked at the sky blankly, and suddenly turned back and asked, "My sword, where is it?" ”

The monk shook his head.

"Lei Luo was afraid that you would slaughter those fierce beasts, so he put away your sword."

"Oh." Yunxiao nodded expressionlessly.

"Don't you want to know how I met Thunderfall?"

"I don't want to."

"You're such a weirdo." The monk looked at Yunxiao curiously, "Then can you tell me how you and Lei Luo met?" ”

Yunxiao was silent for a while, and then said coldly: "He slaughtered Kunlun, and I, from Kunlun." ”

"Lei Luo, this bastard, saved an enemy of his!" The monk muttered quietly.

"How's he hurt?"

"Him?" The monk was a little puzzled, "Are you talking about thunderfall?" ”

"Hmm." Yunxiao nodded.

"He's not as injured as you are, how can you suddenly care about him."

"I just want to know if I can beat him now."

"It's not a good thing to have too much hatred in your heart." The monk also walked out, and he also looked up at the sky.

It was a sun with no temperature, and all the heat came from the scorching soil beneath your feet.

"Do you have anything to eat? I am hungry. ”

The monk frowned, "Of course there is food, but I haven't come here today." ”

"Didn't come?" Yunxiao looked at the monk in some surprise.

"Wait," the monk said, still looking up at the sky.

There is no trace of anger in his eyes, and he can have such a state of mind when he lives in such a place. Yunxiao couldn't help but reflect, his heart seemed to be covered with a cloth, he knew that he was no longer his former self, and he could no longer live purely.

Hatred, obsession, for Kunlun, for Lei Luo, he has no choice, everything is changing.

"Who?"

Yunxiao suddenly threw the teacup in his hand as a hidden weapon, and the woman at the door dodged backwards.

"It's all hurt like this, and you still have the strength to throw a cup?"

"Grandma, you're here."

The monk stepped forward and took the wooden box in the woman's hand.

"There are so many delicious foods, it seems that your brothers and sisters are quite attentive to this kid."

"Brother and sister?" Yunxiao turned his head to look at the monk.

"Her name is Anxia, she is Lei Luo's sister, and her skills are good."

Yunxiao nodded, then looked at An Xia, "My sword, is it with you?" ”

"How do you know?" An Xia looked at Yunxiao suspiciously.

"I can feel it." Yunxiao replied coldly.

"Brother said, you are an enemy of the wasteland, for the safety of the people, I can't give you the sword."

"Lei Luo is afraid, I took the sword, he can't beat me."

"You're confident." An Xia looked at him with interest, "Brother is a genius, we came from the human world to the wasteland, how many people have questioned it, but he defeated them all." ”

"You're from the human realm?"

An Xia nodded, "It was Shizun who saved us, under Kunlun's blade." ”

"Kunlun!" Yunxiao's eyebrows tightened, "It must be you who have to be removed from the list because of the calamity of the human world." ”

"For the sake of the human world?" An Xia shook her head helplessly, "Two children under the age of ten can do anything that will harm the world." The morality in your heart is to eradicate all the aliens around you, my parents, uncles, no one escaped, we hate Kunlun, so my brother will slaughter you, we want Kunlun to fear, and the human world trembles. ”

Yunxiao lowered his head, not knowing what to say.

"Too much hatred is not a good thing."

Yunxiao and An Xia turned around and looked at the monk in unison.

"You talk, you talk," the monk grabbed some food in his hand and quickly ran back to the house.

"Why don't you kill me?"

"My brother said that you are different from them, and you can have the right to choose."

"Choose?" Yunxiao's eyebrows tightened, "What to choose?" ”

"Choose to live or die."

As he spoke, An Xia grabbed Yunxiao's collar, "If you're brave enough, go out for a walk with me." ”

"Auntie, don't come nonsense, I promised your brother to take care of him, don't toss him to death again."

An Xia ignored the monk, just looked at the clouds intently, "How about it, dare you?" ”

Yunxiao got up with difficulty, "You return the sword to me, and I will go out with you." ”

"Coward." An Xia let go of her hand, "I really don't understand, what is my brother doing to save you from such a waste." ”

Yunxiao lowered his head, his eyebrows tightened, "In this life, Yunxiao has never had a friend, nor has he ever had an enemy, Lei Luo was the first person to let me draw my sword, he is Yunxiao's enemy, the only enemy." ”

An Xia looked back at him suspiciously, "What do you mean?" ”

Yunxiao was silent for a moment.

"My sword is only drawn for one person to be thundered, and the clouds are in the wasteland, and it will never harm the second creature."

"Why should I trust you?" Anxia smiled disdainfully.

"The clouds never deceive people."

He looked into Anxia's eyes, full of sincerity.

"That's it, I'll pay you back."

An Xia turned around and threw out a box, Yunxiao's eyebrows flashed, and the strange ancient sword returned to his hand again.

"No, my aunt."

In the room, the monk stomped his feet angrily.

"Wait." Yunxiao stopped Anxia.

"Are you going to attack me so soon?"

"Yunxiao said, return the sword to me, and I will go out with you."

"No need," An Xia shook her head, "you take care of your injuries first." ”

"Will you come again tomorrow?"

An Xia nodded, then turned her head and asked, "If you have anything you like to eat, I'll try to get you some." ”

Yunxiao frowned, "It seems that there is nothing I like, if you can, can you bring me a fruit?" ”

"Of course, do you have any favorite fruits?"

"I don't know," Yunxiao shook his head, "bring whatever you want." ”

Anxia nodded, then turned to leave.

"What do you think of Anxia?"

The monk suddenly appeared behind Yunxiao.

"She's a kind person."

"Hmm~" The monk nodded vigorously, "I've watched her grow up, how watery she is, and her figure is getting better and better." ”

Yunxiao turned around and looked at the monk in surprise.

"No, I said, Anxia, this girl, is very, very kind."

As he spoke, the monk looked embarrassed, then turned around and entered the house.

"I know why you can't purify this soil of the poison."

"Why?"

"Because your heart is not quiet enough."

"Nonsense." The monk bit the chicken leg in his hand, then lowered his head and chanted Amitabha.

Yunxiao looked into the distance, he seemed to have never been like this, hatred turned into a trace of resentment, the obsession in his heart began to waver, he no longer thought about how to fight with Lei Luo, but tomorrow, what fruit she would bring.

"Is the soil of the wasteland as desolate as it is here?"

"No, there are also prosperous places in the Wasteland, such as Hongze, which is two hundred miles away from here, which is the most prosperous place in the Wasteland, their wine, their gambling houses, are all top-notch."

"Where does Anshya live?"

"Of course, she is the city lord of Hongze, and back then, she and Lei Luo conquered the people of the whole city."

Yunxiao pondered, "It seems that their story in the wasteland is as brilliant as yours. ”

"Is my story outstanding?"

The monk appeared behind Yunxiao again, "You haven't asked me about my story, how do you know that my story is brilliant, do you want me to tell you." ”

"Don't," Yunxiao coldly refused.

The monk stared at him blankly, his eyes full of anger and a hint of disappointment.

"Then I'll tell you Anxia's story, do you want to hear it?"

The monk raised his eyes and put on a strange look.

"Anxia?" Yunxiao turned his head and looked at the monk's longing appearance, and suddenly lost interest.

"Forget it, I still have time, I'll ask her myself."

The monk left disappointed, that was the first time Yunxiao entered the wasteland, many years later, he and Lin Xuan mentioned that some obsessions in their hearts had been changed there, there were some old people, some love, I can't talk about it, but I have been worried.

Some journeys have just begun, while others are destined to end in the way of life.

Tang Ruolin looked at the black clouds in the sky with an expressionless face, and every trace of thunder and lightning gathered would sink into his body in the next moment, continue to accumulate, and then completely explode.

"This is the strongest thunder, you can't bear it alone."

Tang Ruolin turned around, Hu Jun was gone, the giant trees in the sky were growing wildly, and a guardian of Penglai used his last trace of soul.

"You can't stop this for long, huh?"

"A second is a second!"

"Boom~" The thunder and lightning in the sky were accompanied by sparks, sprinkled in every inch of Penglai's soil, and those crazy giant trees were beaten into powder and disappeared with the wind.

Tang Ruolin could no longer hear his voice, that crazy and alcoholic guy finally completed his mission.

"Old man Tiger, don't be in a hurry, wait for me."

Tang Ruolin smiled, he had never felt like this, as if he had been imprisoned for nineteen years, and then he was liberated at this moment.

Countless thunderbolts submerged into Tang Ruolin's body, which was the last insistence of his soul, until he swallowed all the black clouds, and then it was like fireworks, extremely gorgeous.

"All members of Gusen College, please note that the old school, Tang Ruolin, has passed away, sacrificed, mourned."

Everyone's radio is playing on a loop.

"All members of Gusen College, please note that the old school, Tang Ruolin, has passed away, sacrificed, mourned."

The entire Gusen Academy fell into grief for a while, Tang Ruolin had a special meaning to most of them, he was a teacher, he was an old friend, or he was the soul of Gusen.