Rustle of falling leaves, snow and rain.

The continuous spring rain rains down from the sky like beads with broken threads, moistening the black knotted bamboo, which is a specialty of Dazhu Peak.

Da Zhu Peak, among the seven veins of Qingyunmen, has always been known for its scarcity, and in the hands of the first Tian Buyi couple of this generation, there are even fewer disciples recruited.

The seven disciples under the sect, a daughter Tian Ling'er, plus Tian Buyi and his wife, are full of calculations, but they are only ten people.

Before you know it, another year has passed.

Up and down the entire Dazhu Peak, shrouded in a mist, one building after another was hidden, and everything was so calm.

At this time, in a relatively remote corner of Dazhu Peak.

A small courtyard.

It was not early, and most of the disciples under Tian Buyi's sect had already fallen asleep, but the youngest seventh disciple, Zhang Xiaofan, had not fallen asleep for a long time.

In the room, a dim oil lamp was lit, illuminating the entire house, Zhang Xiaofan sat alone, and beside him, there was a burning stick more than a foot long.

No, it can't be called a burning stick anymore.

This treasure is forged from bloodthirsty beads and soul iron, and Zhang Xiaofan has a nice name: Soul Eater!

The power of the Soul Eater Rod is by no means below that of the Nine Heavens Divine Soldiers, or even surpasses it.

A few months ago, the public trial on the Qingyun Gate Tongtian Peak ended, although thanks to a letter from the Demon Lord of the Seven Nights, the truth of that year was revealed.

Zhang Xiaofan did not steal the great Brahma of Tianyin Temple, let alone a spy sent by the Devil's Dao; But some estrangements have arisen, but they are not so easy to eliminate.

Many brothers and sisters, including Zhang Xiaofan's master and sister, deep down in their hearts, looked down on Zhang Xiaofan from the beginning, and gradually evolved into vigilance.

No one knows if this disciple, who is also the director of Tianyin Temple and Qingyunmen, will leak the secrets of Qingyunmen to Tianyin Temple.

Even if everyone in the world already knows that the bloody case in Caomiao Village was committed by Pu Zhi, Zhang Xiaofan is willing to die, and he has to keep the secret of his first master Pu Zhi, this master-apprentice love is much deeper than Zhitian Buyi.

Therefore, Zhang Xiaofan, who was already withdrawn, can hardly find anyone to speak to in the entire Qingyunmen, except for his friend Zeng Shushu and Senior Sister Ling'er.

"Why? Why is that? ”

Leaning in front of the dim light, Zhang Xiaofan grabbed the Soul Eater Stick tightly with one hand, and a cool feeling continued to come from the Soul Eater Stick.

There are words in his mouth, and he keeps muttering.

He's stupid, but he's not stupid.

During this time, Zhang Xiaofan's sensitive self-esteem felt the vigilance and vigilance of his peers.

"What the hell have I done wrong to suffer what I am doing now!" Looking up to the sky and screaming, on Zhang Xiaofan's face, there was a sadness that could not be dispersed.

For a while, the hideous color was even more faintly visible!

Countless times, Zhang Xiaofan has been eager to use his soul devouring to tear everything in front of him to pieces.

There is hatred and resentment that cannot be dissolved.

What is wrong with him in this life, is it because of his own birth?

The first master in his life actually killed his enemies; The second master, but he has never looked down on himself.

In addition to Senior Sister Ling'er and Zeng Shushu, even Lin Jingyu, a brother who grew up together, deliberately distanced himself from him.

It's just because, after Qi Hao's death, he has become the heir of Longshoufeng, and he needs to keep a distance from himself, a spy of Tianyin Temple, at least, a former spy of Tianyin Temple!

Rumble!

The hatred accumulated in his heart continued to rise, and Zhang Xiaofan was almost unable to control himself, and he couldn't wait to sweep everything with the Soul Eater Rod.

Just when he was about to completely lose control, a wave of peace suddenly came from the other hand, which made Zhang Xiaofan, who was on the verge of going out of control, temporarily calm down.

In Zhang Xiaofan's wide sleeves, there is a simple seal, no extra decoration, and no exaggerated patterns, it is a very ordinary seal, but compared with this seal, any seal carved from jade in the world is just a big joke.

At the bottom of the seal, no one can understand the pattern, exuding a majesty that reigns over the world.

Call!

Under the power of the seal, Zhang Xiaofan's mood regained his calm again, and on his ordinary cheeks, he showed a little fear, and looked at his cuffs thoughtfully.

More than a month ago, this seal suddenly fell from the sky and fell into his hands.

I don't know what kind of consideration, Zhang Xiaofan didn't tell the master about it, but silently left it by his side.

In the past few times, whenever Zhang Xiaofan was under the influence of the Soul Eater Stick and everything he had suffered, he was in danger of going mad, and he was dissolved by this seal.

"Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan!"

From outside Zhang Xiaofan's small courtyard, a charming and pleasant voice suddenly came, even the continuous rain could not cover this voice.

On the contrary, it makes the sound more crisp and pleasant.

Hearing this voice, Zhang Xiaofan's face warmed, and a happy color appeared on Mu Ne's face, he looked out of the door and said, "Senior Sister Ling'er." ”

Bang Dang!

Tian Ling'er was used to it, trotted all the way to Zhang Xiaofan's room, pushed open the door, and ran in front of Zhang Xiaofan.

"Xiaofan," Tian Ling'er affectionately took one of Zhang Xiaofan's hands, and said without the slightest barrier, "It's not early, why don't you cook, I'm about to starve to death." ”

As he spoke, a pitiful look surged up on that delicate and pretty face.

Hearing Tian Ling'er's words, Zhang Xiaofan's heart was warm.

Since the Tongtianfeng incident, the person in charge of the kitchen is no longer him, but has been replaced by the sixth senior brother - Du Bishu.

"Senior Sister Ling'er." Zhang Xiaofan was pulled by Tian Ling'er and ran all the way to the door, asking as he ran, "Isn't there a sixth senior brother?" ”

"What he does is as good as you, it's even half as good as you." Tian Ling'er replied crisply.

"But the master said that he wouldn't let me cook." Zhang Xiaofan hesitated.

Tian Ling'er didn't care and said: "No matter, this girl is used to eating the good dishes you make, so don't eat those things made by the sixth senior brother, you can't change it for the rest of your life." ”

"If my father blames it, I'll carry it for you."

In the dense rain curtain, the woman's coquettish words and the young man's dry tone echoed, resounding in the dense bamboo forest.

After a short time, Tian Linger dragged Zhang Xiaofan all the way to the kitchen and personally helped Zhang Xiaofan to cook good dishes.

Outside, the rain poured down, echoing in the heavens and the earth, but in this cramped kitchen, only the crackling sound of firewood being lit.

The warm flame dispelled the cold brought by the rainy day, and the personal companionship of the beloved Senior Sister Ling'er resolved the hatred and anger accumulated in many Zhang Xiaofan's hearts.