After several days of torture, the wooden door of the cabin was finally seriously injured.

In the wooden house that was ventilated on all sides, Yunlou sat on the wooden chair that was about to end up with the wooden door, holding his legs and looking at the door, as if waiting for something.

In the whirring wind, his thin figure seemed a little lonely.

A step behind him, Rahman leaned his massive shield against the wall, and he sat cross-legged on the ground, his head bowed in silence.

The sky gradually darkened, and when the wind blew through the humble wooden house again that night, two figures with their backs to the setting sun stepped into the door frame, and the long shadows were pulled to the feet of the cloud tower.

"You're finally here!" Yun Lou raised his young face and smiled and spoke.

The banner shrunk his neck and took a step back, but the Qingshi Daoist beside him reached out without saying a word, folded the rune paper in his hand slightly, and then flicked it lightly!

I saw a yellow light flash, and the rune paper immediately turned into a strong rope in mid-air and went straight to the cloud tower!

Yun Lou sat steadily on the wooden chair, ignoring the rope that flew towards him, and even the smile on his face did not change!

Just as the rope was about to approach the cloud tower, Rahman behind him opened his eyes violently, and quickly picked up the shield and handed it forward!

Boom!

The rope collided with the shield with a dull crashing sound

Rahman's shield was slightly slanted, and the rope shot along the surface of the shield to the edge of the wooden house, and then directly pierced the plank through a hole!

The smile on Yun Lou's face suddenly froze:

"Is this really used to tie people up?"

He looked at the small hole, and then at the Qingshi Daoist.

Scold!

Qingshi Daoist sneered, and wrapped a piece of rune paper in his hand again as if he were conjuring.

"Wait!" This time, Yunlou didn't plan to pretend to be forced, and immediately stopped the actions of the Qingshi Dao Chief.

"What do you want to say?" The little path leader looked at him coldly, and the rune paper swam like a small fish at his fingertips under the control of his true yuan.

"Don't you want to know the news of your senior brother?" Yun Lou wiped the sweat from his head and said hurriedly.

Qingshi Dao Chang snorted coldly: "It's not too late to catch you and ask again!" ”

As he spoke, he was ready to urge the rune paper between his fingers to give Yunlou a ruthless blow.

Yun Lou bared his teeth, jumped up directly from the stool and ran behind Rahman, and said loudly at the same time:

"Don't worry, don't worry, your senior brother is dead!"

Qingshi Daoist was stunned for a moment, and then his expression was furious:

"You! Say! Miscellaneous! Whatever! ”

This low roar was like a dull thunder, he directly threw the rune paper in his hand aside, pulled out a pure black rune paper from his cuff, and the surface was covered with silver runes at a glance, and he knew that it was extremely extraordinary at a glance, rubbed his hands together, and the spell in his mouth was full of murderous energy!

"Huh! Wait, wait, you've listened to what people say! Yun Lou poked his head out from behind the shield, and said very quickly: "Your senior brother left something for you, do you still want to see it?" ”

Qingshi Dao Chang stiffly stopped the black rune paper that was spurring with aura, and looked at Yunlou with an angry expression.

Yun Lou smiled brightly at him, but immediately put away his smile after his gaze swept over the green tendons on his head.

"Ahem!" He feigned coughing twice and stepped out from behind his shield.

"Things are not what you think......" He spread his hands to the Qingshi Dao Chief, who was a head taller than him, "Everyone is calm and calm, although we did ...... at first"

"What did my brother leave behind!" Qingshi Daoist angrily interrupted him.

Yun Lou's movements paused for half a second, then shrugged and said, "Okay, you come with me, anyway, you should know what's going on after you see it." ”

With that, he stopped talking nonsense, and rolled out the window and walked towards the dense forest in the distance, Rahman following closely behind.

Qingshi Dao Chang snorted coldly, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, glanced at the banner behind him, didn't say anything, and followed directly.

Suddenly there was only one person left in the empty wooden house, and the banner scratched his head, looked at the sky that was getting later and later, and then looked at the backs of several people leaving, and finally followed behind Qingshi.

The distance from the wooden house to the top of the mountain is actually very short, and it didn't take long for a few people to stand on an open field.

At this time, the sunset had already sunk for the most part, but the remaining light still allowed the Qingshi Daoist to see the scene in front of him clearly.

A newly piled up tomb stood alone on the top of the mountain, with the name of the head of the Kiyoki Road vaguely written on it, and several figures in front of the tomb were respectfully offering incense.

Qingshi Dao Chang's footsteps had stopped at some point, his whole body trembled slightly, the rune paper in his hand fell to the ground like a dead leaf, and his face was as pale as a dead man.

"Not really...... It's not true......" he muttered under his breath, his eyes filled with panic.

Rahman in front of him took out three sticks of incense and handed them to him, but as soon as his hand was close to him, he heard a roar.

"Closer, !! dead"

Rahman's hands stiffened, and neither advance nor retreat.

Yunlou next to him patted him on the shoulder, pulled the three sticks of incense out of his hand, and walked towards the grave.

Glancing at the Clearstone Daoist with pity, Rahman turned to follow.

On the dim path, only the Qingshi Dao Chang and the banner were left, and a gust of night wind blew, and the Qingshi Dao Chang shook, and his figure was often thin.

People not far away also saw the scene here, and one of the black shadows walked towards this side with a wooden box.

"You too!" The divine sense swept over this black shadow, and the expression of the Qingshi Daoist was surprisingly angry!

Mu Yan stopped, didn't say a word, looked at him with a look of pity in the same way, and used magic power to send the wooden box in his hand to Daoist Qingshi.

"There's something your brother left for you inside......" he said calmly, but the words he said were as warm as the stones at night.

Qingshi Dao Chief's figure trembled again.

"How could it be......" He took it with trembling arms, one unsteadily, and the wooden box in his hand almost fell to the ground.

He lowered his head, looking at what could already be called a relic, and he was at a loss for what to do.

But after being silent for a while, he gritted his teeth and opened the box with red eyes.

...... A head covered in green scales appeared in his sight.

He staggered back a few steps, his mouth wide open, and the tears finally flowed uncontrollably.

"Senior brother!!" He suddenly let out a cry of pain, a hoarse voice echoing through the mountains.

Although it was no longer possible to see the original appearance of the Qingmu Daoist from this head, the Qingshi Daoist still recognized him at the first time.

A hairpin slipped out of the wooden box and fell to the ground.

Kiyoki picked up the hairpin from the ground and held it tightly in his hand, looking grief-stricken.

"Look at ...... with your divine sense," Mu Yan's voice echoed in his ears again.

He raised his head blankly and saw Mu Yan bowing slightly to him: "I'm sorry, I can only do this...... He's a good brother! ”

Without saying anything, Mu Yan sighed and turned to leave.

Qingshi Dao Chang lowered his head, looking at the inhuman head with a somewhat dull gaze, and after a while, a huge divine thought surged in......

A dark red took over his sight, and he stood among the corpses everywhere, and saw the senior brother who was kneeling on the ground, embarrassed like a wild dog, and the master who was dressed in white clothes and white hair not far away.

"If I promise you that you won't make a move on Qingshi from now on, what are you willing to pay?" The voice of the Pure Yuan Dao Leader echoed in the cave.

“…… I'm willing to give everything! Kiyoki Michicho lowered his head, his voice hoarse but firm.

……

……

Click-

The small wooden beads fell into the wooden plate.

Mu Yan raised his head and cast his gaze on the deep darkness outside the dim light, his eyes were complicated.

"It's time......" he muttered under his breath, lowering his head and continuing to read the notes in the Book of Memories.

At the same time, in the direction where his line of sight extended, Daoist Qingshi got up from the table in a daze.

He yawned...... Full of wine?

Hiss!

With a gasp, he quickly covered his mouth, looked at the banner that had rolled under the table on the other side, and made up his mind to wait until the wine was down tomorrow before going back.

The cool night breeze blew in, and it was already the middle of the moon at this time.

But after this fright, he was already completely sleepy, so while he was awake, he crept out of the house, looked around, climbed up to the roof, found a flat place to lie down, and then looked up at the big and round moon overhead, and hummed a brisk little song in his mouth.

After a while, the music gradually stopped, and his somewhat lonely voice came from the night wind:

"Senior brother, senior brother, why haven't you come back yet?"