March held his body and walked up step by step, his thin back was a little sad, and he was the only one walking with difficulty.

The young man frowned, with some longing eyes, he had been looking forward to walking to this mountain, the distance was not very far, as long as he persevered, he could see what he wanted to see after persisting in this journey.

No one knows why he must insist on climbing this mountain, and now that the situation awaits, what awaits him is a dead end, does he think that the other side of the mountain is hope?

Looking up at the top of the mountain, March gasped for breath, why was there such a long distance after walking? So he was a little scared, afraid that he would not be able to walk up, that he would not be able to see the other side of the mountain, that era full of innocence, with him growing up and laughing, only that place was the carefree world, and there was a person he wanted to see the most.

Grandpa, can I still see you in this life? March has something to ask you, are you really my grandfather?

Thinking of this, March was a little scared again, obviously very eager to see grandpa, but he was afraid of where to start after seeing grandpa.

There is always a faint sadness in the autumn sky, the sky is still hot, the long wind blows across the cheeks, with the sorrow of autumn, which is about to wither. So March's heart tightened!

What kind of attitude should I take to face my grandfather, as a son or grandson, or as a sinner of Qingxuan?

After thinking about it, March laughed at himself, he didn't seem to be my grandfather, it might be the Xuanzi Chu Feng they were talking about, he was the Tianjiao of the Qingxuan Sword Sect, and the genius of a generation was high Xuanzi Chu Feng.

Walking hard, March forgot about his tiredness, only the sound of his heavy breathing sounded in his ears, and he looked firmly in the direction of the top of the mountain. Step by step, when he was about to reach the top of the mountain, March suddenly saw a few indifferent faces.

Several disciples of the Qingxuan Sword Sect stood on the top of the mountain, looking down coldly, and a few Qingxuan disciples blocked their retreat behind them......

"Hmph, you evil obstacle, you can escape the first day of junior high and escape more than fifteen? The crimes you committed against Qing Xuan will eventually be punished by Qing Xuan. The young man at the head said coldly.

March recognized him, he was a disciple of Liuxuan Peak, and he had more than twenty years so far, his strength was at the peak of the Yuanhai realm, and he was the senior brother of many disciples.

Standing beside him was Senior Brother Lian Yun, a disciple who had introduced himself to Qingxuan in front of Elder Huang.

"I was blind at the beginning, seeing that you were young and a little pitiful, I introduced you to Yaowang Peak in front of Elder Huang to do chores, but I didn't expect you to be an inner ghost sent by the demon clan, mutilating your fellow disciples, treacherous, killing teachers and destroying the Tao, stealing Taixu swordsmanship, and ruining ......" Senior Brother Lian Yun said this, a wave of anger rushed to his heart, "You evil obstacle, it is difficult to atone for even death!"

March was stunned, the grievances in his heart couldn't be told, everyone in the world said that he was a wicked obstacle, but what was wrong with me? I was born with half-demon blood, is this a crime?

Laughing miserably, laughing a little rampantly, "Qingxuan bears me, Qingxuan bears me......"

The elder who was flying in the air looked angry, unable to tolerate March's rampant words, and slapped a palm in the air, shocking March to spit out several mouthfuls of blood.

This palm was very measured, and instead of killing March directly, it hit him seriously injured.

March was covered in blood, but he didn't give up, holding the ground with his hands, and climbed up little by little, like a snail, bleeding a lot in place.

The disciple standing on the top of the mountain was a little puzzled, why did he have to climb up? Shouldn't he be desperate and waiting for death?

Suddenly, a burst of spiritual energy shot towards the top of the mountain, sweeping away the disciples of the Qingxuan Sword Sect, and then a graceful woman appeared, with long purple hair reaching to her waist, and her face was full of a trace of evil charm.

"Yo, my sister couldn't help but make a move so quickly? Are you worried about the death of this little guy?" The ghost girl appeared, standing behind the enchantress, her charming face, with infinite softness in her bones, and her voice made people's hearts ripple, if her mind was not firm, she would definitely fall under her pomegranate skirt.

The demon queen said indifferently: "He is a half-demon, and the blood of the demon clan flows in his body, although I don't know where it came from, but after all, he is a member of the demon clan, why don't I save his life?"

"Sister, your careful thinking can't hide from my sister's eyes, my sister knows that you fancy the Taixu Sword Technique on his body, but my sister can give you a promise, I only want his life, let him live is worse than death, and I will help you get the Taixu Sword Technique from his soul." What's the matter? Such tempting conditions, my sister won't refuse, right?" the ghost girl twisted her waist and walked to the enchantress, and said with a charming voice.

The enchantress sneered, she knew very well what kind of person the ghost girl was, and said with a smile: "I can also give you a promise, I will take him away first, and when I obtain the Taixu Sword Technique, I will definitely hand him over to you, and no matter how you torture him, it will be none of my business." ”

The ghost girl's eyes began to turn cold. "He killed the grandson of the demon king and fell into the hands of your demon clan, will I have a chance to torture him?" Because of Luo Die's death, the ghost girl wanted to torture March immediately, so she would not let go of this opportunity no matter what.

At this time, the Qingxuan Sword Sect followed up with two or three elders, this was the reinforcement of the Qingxuan Sword Sect, and the four elders flew with the sword, staring coldly at the demon queen and the ghost girl in the air.

A triangle has been formed, and everyone has a certain grasp of March.

But no one noticed that March at this time climbed to the top of the mountain little by little, and his eyes were full of determination.

Despite such a serious injury, he still did not give up, and from the very beginning, his goal in March was to climb to the top of the mountain.

The enchantress glanced at March in surprise, her brows furrowed, she and the ghost girl were standing here, why did March climb up desperately, what was he thinking in his heart?

If it were someone else, they would be scared or try to escape, but March was not, and the move was surprising.

I couldn't help but ask: "I have never seen a person in a desperate situation still so desperately persevering, why do you have to climb up?"

The ghost girl looked at March who was getting closer a little bit, and fell into deep thought, it was not that she was worried about the elders of the Qingxuan Sword Sect, but that March's actions also made her feel very puzzled.

The four elders of the Qingxuan Sword Sect stared at the top of the mountain in silence, they naturally knew that the four of them could not threaten the ghost girl and the demon queen if they joined forces, but if the four of them jointly cast a small sword formation, there was hope to kill the ghost girl and the demon queen.

More than a dozen injured disciples retreated into the distance, staring at the people on the top of the mountain uncertainly, more to hear March's answer, what was he climbing so desperately for?

March's breathing was very deep, and a few steps further were the Enchantress and the Ghost Maiden, and wherever they went, they could see the entire Yitu tribe, and they could see the simple house where they lived with their grandfather.

I seemed to hear Uncle Tulei's strong and powerful voice. Remember, no matter how much you achieve in the future, always remember one sentence, you are all members of the Yitu tribe, you are only allowed to live standing and not die on your knees, because our spiritual inheritance is the belief that we will never give up, and this is enough, enough for us to face all difficulties with our heads held high. ’

'I see burning blood in your eyes, I never treat you like children, in my eyes you are all little hunters, you are all great warriors who are about to grow up. ’

March has always remembered Uncle Tulei's words, although he is not a member of the Yitu tribe, he has been exposed to it since he was a child, and he was born in the Yitu tribe, and he has long regarded himself as a member of the Yitu tribe, so March has inherited the spirit of the Yitu tribe, which is a belief called never say die, which has been deeply rooted in his heart.

In the last few steps, March struggled to support his body, supported by an unspeakable belief in his heart, and stood up tremblingly.

A picture came to mind, in the morning sun, in the open space of the Yitu tribe, a group of children followed Uncle Tulei to practice hard, and their immature faces were full of fantasies about the world.

"You ask me...... Why do I have to climb up? I sue you, tell all of you, because I have the faith in my heart that I will never give up, and behind this mountain is my home......"

"Because...... Because I want to go home...... I'm going home......!"

Roaring with all his might, March raised his left hand, and a terrible soul fluctuation descended, and the shadow under the sunset was also infinitely extended at this time, only his voice echoed between heaven and earth, echoing in every corner of the mountain, startling flocks of birds......

The expressions of the ghost girl and the enchantress changed, and they could deeply feel this terrifying soul fluctuation, which seemed to be the power that was about to devour everyone's life.

A terrifying sense of crisis came, the ghost girl and the enchantress subconsciously retreated, and the March in front of him was like an evil spirit, the kind of power that could devour life was enough to kill anyone in the field, and no one dared to approach him in this state.

March tried his best to make the spell mark in his hand turn. Staggering a few steps forward, the scene behind the mountain came into view......

The picture that unfolds in my eyes is completely different from what I imagined, the peaceful tribe, the village full of vitality...... Gone!

With a pop, March knelt down weakly, muttering in his mouth, "No, the Yitu tribe has been wiped out, and the tribe has been exterminated." ”

He didn't want this kind of picture, he didn't want to accept such a result, and asked himself countless times in his heart why, why did the Yitu tribe suffer extermination, and then where did his grandfather die?

The ghost girl and the enchantress looked at March, and the place where March desperately insisted on coming back had already been wiped out!

The elders of the Qingxuan Sword Sect looked at each other, not understanding what March had seen, so they flew over and tried to see the scene in front of March.

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