The morning sun shines on the earth.

A dense forest under the sun, full of flowers, and the dew "tick, tick!" from time to time. ".

In the distance, a few bees came to smell the fragrance, and they stopped on the body of the flower and were picking up the nectar.

Suddenly! Hurried footsteps accompanied by heavy breathing resounded throughout the forest.

It was a young man, dressed in coarse linen clothes, and at first glance he knew that he was not a rich man.

I saw him running and turning back from time to time, and the horror on his face could be seen.

"Oops-!" A broken branch on the ground tripped him, and he struggled to get up only to find a black shadow in front of him, and he looked back......

"Ah--!h A terrible scream rang through the trees, blood sprayed on the petals, and the bees bathed in it.

But instead of flying away, they shook their flake-like wings and continued to pick honey.

Maybe for them, it's all normal.

Han Feng stepped on the sword and flew in the sky. The name of the sword he stepped on was 'Cold Ice', which was given to him by Liu Yizhou when he passed on his Qinglong swordsmanship.

'Cold Ice' hence the name means that this sword is made of Nine Heavens Ice, and the cold is pressing. If it weren't for the gossip seal on the hilt of the sword, I think there might be only a handful of people in this world who can hold it.

Han Feng found a field on the ground, and saw an old man hoeing the field and farming.

He lowered his sword.

"Old man!" Han Feng put his sword into the scabbard, stood on the edge of the field, and called out to the old man in Tanaka.

The old man Tanaka was startled at first, and immediately clenched his hoe to look for a sound.

"You... Who are you? Looking at Han Feng in front of him, he asked vigilantly.

"Old man, don't get excited, I'm just asking you all the way how to get to the Bellflower City, I hope you can give you a hint!"

"Look at what kind of monsters you don't look like, just trust you!" Looking at Han Feng, the old man in Taoist clothes let down his vigilance, "You will be there after crossing two mountains here, but I still advise you not to go." ”

Han Feng couldn't help but wonder, "Why?" ”

"I'll tell you the truth, I originally lived in Baihua Village outside the bellflower city, although I was not a wealthy family, but I lived a fulfilling life. But recently, there was a group of monsters who sucked the blood of men, and many people died in the village, so for the safety of our family, I had to lead my family to move here. So, I advise you not to die! ”

"Old man, if there is no demon, our Shushan disciples will not go yet, you see, maybe you can go back that day, goodbye!"

After Han Feng finished speaking, the old man's face showed a hint of ridicule, as if he felt that this young man was really young!

But at this time, "Li Laohan, Li Laohan!" A middle-aged farmer came running profusely, sweating profusely

"What's going on?" The old man asked

The middle-aged man was short of breath, supported his waist with his hands, and slowly said, "Little... Small.. Xiao Li he... Something happened! ”

"What!" The old man was shocked in an instant, he threw down the hoe in his hand in a panic, strode up to the field, and grabbed the middle-aged man with both hands, "What's wrong with him?" There was a visibly trembling between the words

"Xiao Li and I met a monster in Wulao Mountain, he..." The middle-aged man couldn't bear to continue, his eyes were closed, he didn't want to see the old man's sad expression.

"Let's go.... Bring... Take me there! The old man's hand tightened.

"No.. I'm not going, I can tell you that my fate is already counted. With that, the middle-aged man broke free of the old man's hands and strode away.

"Useless dog mongrel!" The old man scolded and immediately ran in the direction where the middle-aged man came.

Han Feng watched everything quietly, and from their conversation, he already had a general understanding that the idea of subduing demons and destroying demons appeared in his heart. So he didn't rush away, but followed the old man into a big mountain.

The mountain has five protruding peaks, which look like five human heads from a distance, and the woods in the mountains are like their coats and facial beards. Therefore, this mountain is called "Goro Mountain"

The trees in the Wulao Mountain are dense and dense, and the sunlight in the whole mountain is suppressed and drowsy. The bees in the forest flew again, and they easily landed on the flowers in the mountains to collect honey.

But on the side of the flower, there was a dried corpse, his skin was dry, and his two eyes seemed to be about to come out of his eyes.

With a few sounds, an old man walked into the forest.

He looked around, but his gaze was fixed on the dried corpse. He strode over and crouched down beside him.

After stroking the clothes on the dried corpse with his hand, he was suddenly surprised to see his calm expression.

"Son... O son of my wretchedness! The old man picked up the dried corpse and wept bitterly.

The treetops sounded again, and Han Feng also walked into it.

He couldn't help but pause as he looked at the picture in front of him, and he remembered it again and again, and it seemed familiar.

'That's right! ’

Ten years ago, Sword Forge City.

The beginning that ruined his life, the cold moon came to the city, the pain of his father.

The past was picturesque one by one, only to see that Han Feng was a little sad for the old man, and then his sadness turned to anger.

'I will get rid of the monsters in the world that destroy the happiness of others.' The sword in his hand was tightened by his grip, and he trembled slightly!

"Suddenly--! Suddenly, a gust of wind blew out of thin air, the trees swayed from side to side, and the wind and sand whistled so much that the old man covered his eyes with his hands

"The slave family is so lucky, they have all sent it to the door!" But I heard a bewitching female voice in the wind.

The wind whistled, and at the same time, Han Feng's ears trembled slightly.

I saw a black shadow pounce on the old man at a speed that was beyond the naked eye.

"Bell-!" With a soft sound, Han Feng flew up and slammed in front of the old man with a cold ice sword.

The two sharp objects in front of the sword are blocked by two sharp objects that resemble flower roots

"Huh!" With a sneer, as soon as the two flower roots were closed, the wind howled and rolled up the petals in the forest, piled up and gradually took shape, and soon a woman in purple appeared.

The woman is pretty, but a bewitching evil aura emerges from her charming eyes.

"The Flower Demon... Give me back my life! The angry old man was about to move forward, but was stopped by Han Feng with his outstretched palm, "Don't get excited, old man, if you rush forward, you will be sent to death!" ”

"Excited--! I'm not excited! I'm awake! All I want is her life!! The old man reached out and pulled out the self-defense dagger from his waist regardless of the obstruction, and rushed up, and the dagger was instantly inserted into the woman's body.

The old man was overjoyed and felt that he had taken revenge, but who would have thought ....

"Old and immortal! The slave family is the body of a daughter, don't you understand the principle of pity and cherishing jade? Hearing this, the old man looked at the dagger in surprise.

Not a single drop of blood came out of it!

At this moment, the purple-clothed woman's body decomposed into countless petals again, pressing towards the desperate old man in front of her!