"Boom!"

The child's miserable cry crossed the time frozen in the void, and Yin Yulai looked up blankly and looked towards the purple void, only to see that in the endless dark purple shadow, like water ripples, rippled in circles.

Under the ripples came a white manor, a corner of the manor, and a child rubbing his eyes and crying.

The cry seemed to come from the child's mouth.

However, when he heard this cry, why did he feel so much pain in his heart?

In front of the child stood a blue-faced man, who looked like the child's father, who suddenly raised his foot and kicked the child to the ground, and pointed at the crying child and angrily retorted: "If you don't have any interest, you will only cry your nose!" Our musician is destined to owe you your mother in this life! ”

"Boom...... Daddy......"

"Don't call me Daddy! I'm not your father! Your mother, who is as good as a husband, conceived you in her mother's house, who knows whose wild seed you are! You, get out of the door of the music house for me now! In the future, don't say that Lao Tzu is your father......"

The scolding is unbearable.

In the end, the child was taken away by the strong man in the manor, and it seemed that he was carried out of the manor.

"Poof!" Yin Yulai suddenly burst into tears, his chest ached, his throat was sweet, a mouthful of hot blood spat out from his mouth, blood splashed, and the corners of his mouth were covered with blood.

He knelt on the hot ground and vomited several mouthfuls of blood.

The cry that resounded through the void reminded him! His pupils shrank suddenly, and the cry that came faintly from afar, like a sharp sword stabbing him, stabbed him all over his body again, and he picked up a vague and far-reaching memory, that somewhat familiar child was none other than him when he was a child!

For some reason, he suddenly saw this sad scene in the past.

This scene seemed to be engraved on his heart.

He propped his hands on the hot ground, buried his face deeply, and turned a blind eye to everything around him.

Whatever you say is a lie.

Thinking of his miserable childhood, a mouthful of fishy sweetness spurted wildly from his mouth, he wiped his tear-stained face, and was about to raise his head, when suddenly he felt like there were thousands of swords, piercing through his body!

He pierced him into the hollow, and he was like a lamb that remained, pierced through the heart by a hunter's arrows.

"Ahh

His eyes were black, his hands were loosened, and the bi flute fell to the ground with a "snap", and his body went down in vain......

Over there, Ji Lingyin and Bing Yu finally found the mountain stream of the two heavens of ice and fire.

Bing Yu saw the mountain peaks rising from the ground, and the entire mountain was mostly surrounded by raging ice blue flames, so he showed a timid look, "Ji Lingyin, my cultivation is not as good as you, so you should go in and find the spirit grass!" ”

"Finally willing to admit that you are inferior to others? It's not easy, Ice Jade girl. ”

Ji Lingyin looked at the timid girl holding the sword slightly strangely, and smiled, "Then don't run around, help me watch the witch bird outside!" ”

They also wondered if the witch birds had run to attack the elder brother and them.

It gave them enough time to go west and find the Xuanhuo Iceberg that Master said.

"Then you still need to say, get in!"

Bing Yu kept urging, and Ji Lingyin had no choice but to secretly use his master's Xuan power to break into the Xuan Huo. When I entered the Xuanhuo, I found that when I walked towards the mountain, there was a deep hole full of Xuanbing in front of me.

"Master, is this the right place?"

Ji Lingyin came to the outside of the cave where the cold was braving, and looked inside.

The immortal master handed it over to it and floated out leisurely, leading the suddenly timid apprentice into the crystal ice cave, "Look, isn't that ice flame on the Xuanbing Flower?" ”