The top of the clouds of Wushan.

As the sun sets, the golden afterglow casts a layer of golden brilliance over the entire mountain range, and the sea of clouds is like a heavenly fairyland.

On the top of the mountain, a slender figure stood in the wind, the bright red skirt was dragged, the black hair fluttered in the wind, and the half jade cheeks were as crystal as jade.

Three feet behind him, a figure, with white sideburns and white hair, an iron complexion, and royal blue satin gave people a sense of grace.

"I'm leaving." The woman in red said coldly.

"You're leaving!" The man's voice was dry, but mixed with the mood of loneliness and unwillingness.

"I owe you!" The woman in red said very decisively.

"I'm willing!" The man said.

"Wait for me for ten years!" After the woman in red finished speaking, she took off into the air, leaving him with only a red back.

The man sighed, she was still so decisive and domineering, what she decided didn't give people any chance, such a woman really made people love and hate. The man built a hut on the top of the hill, and he waited for her to return.

Decade.

Twenty years.

Thirty years have passed, and that red back is like a fish that melts into the sea, and there is no trace of it since.

The man believed that she was a person who kept her promises, and would never swear an oath, even if she died, he would never go back.

"Ahem!" The man kept coughing, and then there was a hint of red on his palm, and the man's eyes were confused: "I'm afraid I can't wait." ”

"If you can't wait, you don't have to wait! It's better to live than to live like this, it's better to go a little faster. Suddenly, a sharp voice came, and the man looked back, but saw a young man descending from the sky with a powerful momentum.

The man looked at the man who came: "Murong family, you finally can't wait. ”

"Tell me the true secret of the pearl." Murong Huaiyang threw over a black ball with his hand.

The man stretched out his hand to catch the thing, and when he saw the thing in his hand, his face suddenly changed greatly, "You killed Murong?" ”

"Tsk, how invincible the Third Palace Lord of the Ming Saint Palace was back then, but who would have thought that you would fall to this point. What if we kill Murong, why should our Murong family keep this kind of thing that eats inside and out. Murong Huai looked at the man and said. Isn't it angry, but so what, you can't even keep your own woman, you're a waste. ”

When the man heard Murong Huai's words, he opened his mouth and finally didn't speak, just glared at Murong Huai.

Murong Huai looked at the man playfully and said, "I'm very angry, but do you dare to go out now?" How great is the charm of Canghaizhu, you should be clear, you said that if others know that you have lost your cultivation now, what will happen to those enemies of yours? ”

Hearing Murong Huai's words, the man suddenly withered, and completely dismissed his plan to move the rescuers.

"Shhh It's cold! Wei Mingdao shuddered, feeling the bitterness in his heart, he endured the cold poison for thirty years, even if he died now, he still couldn't escape the pain of cold poison.

When Wei Mingdao saw the surrounding furnishings clearly and found himself in a strange room, was he reborn?

Murong Huai forced him to want to know the secret of Canghaizhu, but unfortunately, if Wei Mingdao knew the secret of Canghaizhu, he would not have to endure the suffering of thirty years of cold poison, and the persecution failed, so Murong Huai finally killed him.

Wei Mingdao wanted to sit up from the bed, but found that his whole body was sore. Wei Mingdao smiled bitterly in his heart, fate is really sad, even if this body is reborn, it is still a waste. "I wonder what this place is?"

Wei Mingdao looked at the furnishings in the room, which did not look like an ordinary family, why was the young man's situation so depressed?

"Squeak" only heard the door open, but saw a little maid in green clothes coming in at the door, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, not very old, and her appearance was also delicate and delicate, and her green temples were thick with spring smoke.

As soon as Wei Mingdao was about to speak, the little maid ran to him happily and said, "Young Master, you have finally woken up." ”

"Young Master?" Hearing this, Wei Mingdao muttered in a low voice, "It seems that he is really reborn." ”

Wei Mingdao was tenacious, and he had already achieved that Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without being surprised, and nodded silently at the maid's greeting.

"Young master, if you feel any discomfort, I'll go and tell the master." The maid hurriedly said.

Wei Mingdao just needed to straighten out his thoughts, so he said, "No, I just woke up, and my body is tired and about to rest." ”

When the maid heard Wei Mingdao's words, she hurriedly agreed: "Then young master, you have a good rest, Ling'er is outside, if necessary, just call me." After saying that, the maid Ling'er left the bedroom.

Seeing Ling'er retreat, Wei Mingdao breathed a sigh of relief, raised his arm but saw that his skin was moist and full of life, and this body was only a young man, and he wondered why things had become like this.

After Wei Mingdao checked his body, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, this young man's body was just plotted by someone since he was a child, resulting in his inability to cultivate, and he was taught a lesson some time ago, so he was angry and ended up dying.

After a while, Wei Mingdao came to his senses, no matter what, he was still alive, and everything could start all over again. Thinking of not dying this time, Wei Mingdao completely remembered the kindness of the Murong family in his heart, and today's matter will be reported again the next day.

Thinking that if he wants to return to the top in the future, Wei Mingdao must first change the current situation, life in the world is about happiness and revenge, Wei Mingdao is of course unwilling to give up the opportunity for revenge like this.

"Whew!" Wei Mingdao's physical talent is only a middle-class posture, which is enough for him, but Wei Mingdao is worried, and his tired mind can't hold on anymore, so he falls asleep.

Wei Mingdao was awakened by the cold again, and found that it was the time of midnight, feeling the cold poison on his body, Wei Mingdao took a deep breath, the taste of this cold poison phagocytosis was really uncomfortable.

Wei Mingdao lay on the bed and began to plan his future cultivation path, the first thing to do was to expel the cold poison in his body.

This kind of cold poison is not an ordinary cold poison, but a kind of snake venom of the spirit beast Hanshan snake, this kind of snake venom is very troublesome, after the general cultivator is poisoned, the cold qi invades the meridians, which is equivalent to cutting off the path of cultivation.

Wei Mingdao was different, with his knowledge and knowledge, of course, he could remove the cold poison on his body, but Wei Mingdao was ready to use the cold poison to wash his pulse and cut the marrow, and further improve the cultivation talent of this body.

The path of cultivation is difficult, and Wei Mingdao's enemies are even stronger, even with his previous talents, he has to deal with them carefully, let alone now, so he has to make the best preparations for himself.

Wei Mingdao was lying on the bed, and suddenly there was a black ball in his hand.

"Canghai Zhu!" Wei Mingdao exclaimed, how could it be here? Wei Mingdao looked at Canghaizhu in front of him and his mind was in chaos, when he and Murong Chengcheng met in the ruins, it was Canghaizhu that they met, and the two fought for this.

After Wei Mingdao lost his cultivation, Canghaizhu was handed over to Murong Chengcheng for safekeeping, and finally Wei Mingdao died at the hands of Murong Huai, thinking that Canghaizhu would fall into the hands of Murong Huai, but he didn't expect it to appear here.

Thinking of an accident in Murong Allure? After waiting for thirty years without any news, Wei Mingdao's mind was buzzing.

(End of chapter)