Typhoon Mo set fire to the ancestral hall of the Motai family, and threw it into the raging flames along with the wedding clothes on his body.

Overnight, it was as if everything that had ever been turned to ashes with this fire.

Before the ruins of the Motai family burned by the fire, Mo Typhoon couldn't kneel all night, and when the first morning fog rose in the early morning, Mo Typhoon gritted his teeth and picked up the broken sword left by Motai Village.

He took up the sword, and he also carried the life he was destined to spend in hatred.

Love in the past, hate today!

Mo Typhoon went crazy looking for Ah Xun, starting from the place where the Liao River met.

But the water of the Liao River is as quiet as in the past.

Mo Typhoon has been guarding countless days and nights in the place where he met Ah Xun, but the Liao River under that night has never been calm and has not made a trace of waves, which quietly makes Mo Typhoon panic.

And Ah Xun seems to have never appeared in this world, no matter how Mo Typhoon looks, he can never find the slightest trace of Ah Xun.

But the memory of Ah Xun is really engraved in Mo Tai's bones, tearing his heart, liver and lungs all the time.

At that time, Mo Typhoon suddenly realized that from beginning to end, he didn't even know where Ah Xun came from! Ah Xun never mentioned it to him!

Thinking of all this, Mo Feng suddenly understood, from the beginning, from the moment he appeared, all this he did seemed to be for the purpose of plotting the Motai Sword Family!

And not for the sake of him Mo Typhoon!

Once such thoughts arise, they cannot be contained.

Mo Typhoon was furious, his figure staggered, and he roared at the Liao River with a heart-rending voice: "Fake, it's all fake!" What a big wedding, what a lifetime, it's all fake! Ah Xun, you deceived me so hard......"

No matter how hoarse you are, you are doomed to get no response.

The helplessness and loss that he had never felt before made Mo Typhoon fall weakly on the bank of the Liao River, crying bitterly: "Why do you lie to me...... Swindler...... Scammers ......"

At that time, Mo Typhoon once again remembered what the elders of the clan said when he was a child, the Liao River, connected to a road that the world could not see, and at the end of that road was a place that only the dead could reach......

Mo Typhoon thought of Ah Xun, and remembered the night he met Ah Xun, if the Liao River was really connected to an invisible place as the elders said, then Ah Xun ......

This thought made Mo Typhoon feel like a demon.

If there is no hope, there is no way to live, even if it is only false hope!

Since then, there has been a madman with a sword on his back, a madman who has been searching day and night along the Liao River, and he wants to find a place that probably does not exist in this world at all.

This search is from Shandong, to Hebei, from youth, to vicissitudes, from Typhoon Mo, to today's cherishing wind......

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On the mountain of Taiyizong, the night is getting deeper, and the apricot blossoms are raining lightly in March, lingering, and even in people's hearts, they are very damp.

The wind in the house was already drunk, and at the end of the conversation, every word he said should be accompanied by a sip of wine, as if without this sip of wine, he would not have the courage to speak.

Before he finished speaking, the wine was already empty, and Xifeng stopped talking, but as if he couldn't breathe, he kept scratching his red chest with his hand.

In the end, Xifeng grinned and desperately squeezed out an ugly smile, which made people feel distressed.

Everyone can see that the wind is just holding on.

Yuan Yu quietly looked at his second senior brother in front of him, but he couldn't connect with the ink typhoon in that story in his mind anyway.

The wind in front of him, because of years of alcoholism, his complexion is no longer so ruddy, and the corners of his eyes are slightly shrugged on his yellow face with a scruffy beard.

In addition to not being that young, he also has a bad temper and speaks harshly......

At that time, Yuan Yu didn't understand so much, let alone what kind of loneliness a person had to endure in order to hide his past for more than 20 years.

What can change a person is never the years, but the love and hate that continue to ferment over the years.

Old man Xiao's expression was complicated, and he wanted to speak several times and stopped.

The corners of Xifeng's mouth trembled slightly, and his voice trembled: "Old man, I know what you want to ask, you want to ask why I appeared in that pile of coffins by the river in 76?" ”

Speaking of this, Xifeng Wu laughed miserably: "Ah Xun......"

Xifeng paused: "I've been looking for a long time, looking for Ah Xun, looking for the place that only the dead can reach." Because, more and more, I suspect that Ah Xun is probably from there. However, after so many years, there has never been a clue, but that time is the closest I have to that place...... When the Tangshan earthquake was opened, the ghost door was opened, and there would be a short-term disorder of yin and yang. With this thought, I walked along the Liao River for many days, at that time, in the Liao River, there was indeed a floating coffin, but soon, I found that the floating coffin was empty, and the ancient corpses that I had encountered in the Motai family back then, but I didn't see their shadows at all.

And the original ancient corpse and Ah Xun, after the appearance, finally disappeared in the Liao River inexplicably, as if the Liao River is really connected to a place that the world can't see, if those floating coffins come from that invisible place, they will definitely disappear in the Liao River and return to the original place, so I lay down in one of the coffins, and regarded myself as a dead man with the method of fetal breath, trying to hide from the sky and the sea, and arrive at the location of that mysterious place, but the final result is that I met the old man, you ......"

He closed his eyes in pain and hissed: "At that time, I understand that if I don't have an opportunity, if I continue to look like this, I don't know what year and month I will find, and I won't be able to find a result, so I entered the Taiyi Sect...... I entered the Taiyi Sect, drunk and dreamed of death, paralyzed myself all day long, and my words were bitter...... Old man, don't blame me, I'm a person who is worse than death, and if I live, I have already spent all my strength, what kind of person do you expect me to live? ”

The room was very quiet, and only the sound of Xifeng speaking alone was quiet.

And Xifeng's voice has gradually choked up: "Every day, as soon as I close my eyes, I will be the blood light all over the Motai family, and it will be Ah Xun...... It was the wedding of that day...... It's been more than 20 years, and I thought that if this continued, that opportunity would never appear again until I died, and I would never see her again in this life, but, Master, she just appeared, what should I do......

In the end, Xifeng hugged the broken sword in his arms tightly and couldn't cry.