"Son, you're suffering." Ying Beimo gently patted Ying Lingyun's back to calm him down.

The pain of losing the friend of life and death, Ying Beimo is not much better than Ying Lingyun.

The only bloodline left by this righteous brother, he must not ignore it.

"Fan'er, I'll take you out of here first." Ying Beimo knew that it was not safe here, and there might be people with bad intentions at any time, so he took Ying Lingyun away.

Ying Lingyun didn't know how he spent the next few days.

Until he returned to Lingyun Peak.

Ying Beimo took him to Kuaiyi Pavilion.

This was originally the forbidden land of the Lingyun Peak Sect Master.

"Fan'er, the death of my righteous brother is really inseparable from me." Ying Beimo said sadly, "If it weren't for that exquisite atlas, how could he and his younger siblings be poisoned by this." He's too stupid, just give it to them, why do you want to protect each other desperately, it's all because I'm a step late. ”

"I'm sorry for you!"

Ying Lingyun on the side helped Ying Beimo up, "Uncle Ying, everyone knows that this is not Uncle Ying's fault, it is those who are greedy in their hearts. The grief in Ying Lingyun's eyes added a hint of fierceness at some point.

"Uncle Ying, what is the Linglong Atlas?" How could Ying Lingyun forget his father's explanation, he took out the half of the exquisite atlas and put it in Ying Beimo's hands.

"This!" Looking at the exquisite atlas, the sadness in Ying Beimo's eyes was even worse.

"Uncle Ying, my father told me a few years ago, saying that our Chen Mansion is actually not an ordinary family, I think, this time that group of people is menacing, it can't be only people in the martial arts, this kind of thing happened to the Chen Mansion of Nuoda, how could the court not ask."

Although Ying Lingyun is deeply favored by his parents, he is not a person who does not learn and does not know how to do it.

In addition to his father, he did not teach him martial arts, and even if he took his literary skills to take the exam, it was absolutely not a problem.

He was so clever that he thought of that side.

"That's right." Ying Bei Mo said, "Chen Mansion was originally the royal family of the previous dynasty, and it is precisely because of this relationship that there is the next volume of this exquisite atlas, and the holy heart method hidden in the exquisite atlas is said to have the energy of resurrection and immortality. ”

"There are two volumes of this exquisite atlas, the upper volume is now in Lingyun Peak, and you must cultivate the upper volume thoroughly before you can enter the second volume. These people claimed to be famous and decent in vain, but because they couldn't get Ling Yunfeng's atlas, they turned to the Chen Mansion to find the next volume. When it comes to the Central Plains martial arts, Ying Beimo has hatred and disdain in his heart.

"Although the Murong family has been sitting on the country for decades, they still don't forget the things of the previous dynasty, if it weren't for the secret permission of someone in the court, these people really wouldn't dare to kill people so blatantly."

"Uncle Ying, just because of the rumors of the Linglong Atlas, he is going to hurt and kill people, but our Chen Mansion has not offended any of them." The young Ying Lingyun never thought that the hearts of people in the world would be so cruel.

He can understand that the court is seeking revenge, but these people in the martial arts, all of them are kind and kind on the outside, saying that they take the common people of the world as their own responsibility, but they are doing this kind of thing behind their backs.

"Uncle Ying, Fan'er begs Uncle Ying to teach him the exercises, and Fan'er will definitely seek revenge on those insidious villains!" Ying Lingyun knelt down.

Along the way, Ying Lingyun saw Ying Beimo's elegant posture and extraordinary exercises, but he didn't want Uncle Ying to seek revenge for him.

This blood feud, he will definitely repay it one by one.

His father is kind, he has always loved piano, chess, poetry and painting, and his mother is a fairy couple.

They never get involved in any disputes in the rivers and lakes, civil strife in the court, can't such people still be tolerated?

Ying Lingyun was a man, put away his tears, shed the pain back to his heart, and vowed to seek justice.

He had heard by chance that there was a Lingyun Peak on the border, which was where the Demon Cult gangsters gathered.

At this time, when they looked at Ying Beimo, they only felt that this person was not the villain they said.

He truly understands what sanctimony is.

What is positive.

What is evil.

What seemed clear is now becoming more and more blurred.

"Hurry up." Ying Beimo was anxious to help Ying Lingyun, and sighed in his heart, "I think that at the beginning, before you were born, your father told me that he hoped that his son would be able to avoid disasters in the future and live a stable life, but now he ......."

"Now I have to do it, I have to do it!" Ying Lingyun knew Ying Beimo's thoughts, but his heart was still firm.

"If you learn the Lingyun Peak Supreme Internal Skill, there will be no turning back, you can think clearly." Should be the North Desert Road.

Although these words have been placed in Ying Lingyun's heart for many years, they are still vivid in his mind.

It's just that he doesn't want to mention it.

After that, after that, the young man recognized Beimo as his father-in-law and named him "Ying Lingyun".

For more than a year, Ying Lingyun didn't know how many days and nights he had spent, not only becoming the current Demon Sect Master, but also having the ability to destroy the world.

He swords the enemy in his hand, his heart is ruthless, and he does not frown.

He didn't say a word, others said that I was a demon sect, so let them go, I have my own way of belief.

"Ying Lingyun, my father-in-law hopes that you will be like this majestic Lingyun Peak, standing between heaven and earth."

The word "Lingyun".

It not only contains the hope of Ying Beimo, but also contains the burden of the entire Lingyun Peak.

Now it's almost the night of the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon will become bigger and brighter every day, and Mingyue should have happily held Ying Lingyun to look at the moon.

At this time, she had already burst into tears.

She had already guessed that under Ying Lingyun's strong appearance, she must have experienced too many unimaginable things.

But she still overestimated herself.

After hearing her lover's words, the sadness was enough to make her heart ache again.

Her Lingyun, a flesh-and-blood Lingyun.

Although he had already adapted to being the Sect Master of Lingyun Peak, but now, this person's every move has become more plump, and all his actions have a reason.

He's no longer a formidable bloodthirsty man, he's a man of warmth.

A man of true temperament.

"Lingyun." Mingyue hugged Ying Lingyun tightly, her voice choked.

"It's all over, didn't I tell you, don't be unhappy about my past." Ying Lingyun soothed, "I don't complain about my past at all, if there is no past, how can there be today's Ying Lingyun." ”

If it weren't for today, I wouldn't have met you.

When I say it to you, I don't mean to make you sad.

Just wanted to give you a complete me.

"Lingyun, your name is so nice." Mingyue finally understood the deep meanings of these two words.

"Chen Fan. The name is also nice to hear. Mingyue said in her heart, this name is not only taken by her parents, but also something in the depths of Ying Lingyun's distant memory, not only containing pain, but also the happiness of more than ten years.

"So the word 'Xiaobei' before was not a little white nonsense, just because Uncle Ying had the word 'North' in his name." Mingyue Road.

"Hmm." Ying Lingyun did not deny that in fact, the word 'north' is not only Ying Beimo's longing for his homeland in the Central Plains, but also his longing for Jiangnan.

Standing in the distance of Lingyun Peak, the direction of the hometown.

North.

Mingyue looked at the people around him, and under the moonlight, his face was still clear, because it had already been imprinted in his heart.

Ying Lingyun, he is not only the master of Lingyun Peak, if it weren't for the entanglement of the previous generation, maybe he would be the master of this world.

Mingyue couldn't believe that he would really live by his side like this.