"How so... Confused!"

The sun and moon in the old man's hands had disappeared, and his body was swinging.

The doubts in my heart were revealed, and the sense of familiarity was finally found.

On that snowy night many years ago, when he was still an adult child.

In the dead of night, only when the snow falls, countless black-clothed people suddenly descend, killing people when they see them, regardless of old and young.

The clansmen have always adhered to the ancestral teachings, escaped from the world, and had no contact with the outside world at all, so how could they provoke people.

The catastrophe came too suddenly, and by the time they reacted, more than half of the people had already been killed or injured.

Escape?

The living clansmen will not think about it at all, they must take revenge, and if they do not kill all the invaders, how to explain to the dead clansmen.

Whoever wants to kill is not all the black-clothed people, the masters are all in the air, and being able to stand in the void is an immortal-like existence for the clansmen.

The nine people stand in the void, and they don't care if there are many people who die, as long as the living people submit.

Surrender and you live.

The corpses of the clan were strewn all over the field, and the snow was melted by the hot blood.

In the end, there were less than 100 people left in the 10,000-person clan, and only the seriously injured patriarch and the three elders who could wield the sword were left, and the rest were all underage children.

The executioners changed their minds and wanted to keep their children back as slaves in order to achieve their goals.

The patriarch and the three elders fought to the death, but their strength was low, and it was difficult for the nine people in the void to fight each other with only one person.

The patriarch and the three elders were being played, like rats teased by cats, and blood kept pouring out of their bodies.

Everything has become a fixed situation, and there is no way back.

Although the clan will not be destroyed, it is no different from the extinction of the clan, and once the patriarch and the three elders die, the remaining children of less than 100 people will become the slaves of the executioner.

The children are still young, how can they not be afraid of death, and what is more terrible is not now, but after becoming a slave, they will not be able to raise their heads, straighten their waists, or stand up for the rest of their lives.

In desperation, a sword slashed through the sky, and two human heads fell from the void.

Ordinary knives and ordinary swords slashed the immortals they were powerless to resist.

It's the same man in black, but that's their benefactor.

One holds a sword, one holds a sword, one is masculine and opens and closes, and one is feminine and fickle.

None of the executioners escaped under the strangulation of swords and swords, and those immortals who stood in the void were also not enemies, and their corpses were separated.

escaped the catastrophe of exterminating the clan because of the two benefactors, and it was also because of the sect of the two benefactors that they were able to have a place to live.

The old man always remembered the scene of the two benefactors killing the Quartet at that time, the sword was masculine and domineering, and the sword was feminine and deceitful.

The masculine sun, the feminine moon, this feeling can't be wrong, completely coincides with the masculine sword and feminine sword in memory.

Burst!

The old man spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground.

Guilt caused the breath in his body to be disordered, and his heart was like ashes.

The two forces of masculinity and femininity that are diametrically opposed appear in the same person, combining what the two benefactors have learned, can they not be disciples of the Fengyun Sect?

Death to apologize?

The old man has a sad face, how can he thank him?

As Song Ge said, his life is not worth Song Ge's life at all.

What is the status of the two benefactors in the Fengyun Sect, the old man knows very well, and Song Ge's status is not difficult to guess?

If you can enter here, that is the real core disciple, what about Song Ge?

The old man remembered what Song Ge said, and walked into the library pavilion with the pressure, that was the future of Fengyun Sect.

Bite the hand that feeds one!

He killed the most potential disciple in the past few hundred years, cutting off the future of Fengyun Sect and the ten thousand people in this folded space.

A complete sinner, he will not be able to escape the blame for his death.

"Grandpa, can you put my sister... Saved?"

Yunluo had already wiped the blood on Song Ge's face, but no matter how she called, she couldn't wake Song Ge up, so she could only hope that the old man would have a way.

Hearing Yunluo's voice, the old man came back to his senses and walked towards Yunluo and Song Ge tremblingly.

He also hoped that there would be a way to save Song Ge, but when he saw the red-dyed clothes, and the stubble exposed from the torn clothes all over his body, he couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood.

There is no hope, there is no hope at all, the bones are broken to this extent, the internal organs must have been pierced with holes, the blood is lost so much, and the body is almost exhausted.

How can the old man who has already fought still not know Song Ge's cultivation, but he is just a newcomer to Huangpin, and his body is damaged to this extent, and there is no possibility of living.

"Grandpa, save my sister, she's really not a bad person, woo... Please... Woo woo" Yun Luo held Song Ge's hand with one hand and dragged the old man's clothes with the other, and the tears couldn't stop falling down.

The cold touch in his hand always reminded Yunluo that Song Ge was really dead.

"Grandpa..."

Seeing that the old man was motionless, Yunluo called again.

"Yunluo, how can people be resurrected after death, grandpa is a sinner. The old man also hopes that Song Ge can come back to life, but the facts are the facts, it is true that he is dead, and he can't save Song Ge by deceiving himself.

"Grandpa, you try, my sister has died more than once, there must be a way. Yunluo shook her head and didn't want to accept it, she still wanted to hear someone call her Luoluo, and she also wanted the sister who had stars in her eyes.

The old man shook his head, full of bitterness, he wanted Song Ge to live more than Yunluo.

No one has come for fifteen years, and he is looking forward to someone coming all the time, how can he hope that Song Ge will die if his identity is confirmed, but at that time, the ghost was obsessed with not believing that such a big mistake was made, and now there is no way to undo it.

The old man really had the idea of dying, but what about the dead people?

"CloudNet!"

Suddenly, the old man let out a low cry and retreated with Yunluo as fast as possible.

Evil qi, it is the evil qi that makes the old man wake up instantly, he can die, but Yunluo is still young, he is a poor child, and he can't be fine.

While the old man retreated with Yunluo, Song Ge's body was instantly wrapped in black mist.

"Why is there a bad breath?"

The old man looked at the black qi with a shocked face, the evil qi can be so thick that it is not something that people can bear at all, he doesn't dare to touch it easily, and he will die if he touches it.

He didn't understand why Song Ge had so much and so much of a strong evil qi on his body.

In an instant, the shock on the old man's face turned into pain, if it weren't for the appearance of that evil beast finger, it would not have completely stimulated the killing intent, and he would definitely have been able to perceive the familiarity brought by the sun and moon earlier, then Song Ge would not have died.

"Great..."Yun Luo finally reacted after being stunned for a while, it was this kind of black fog, she had seen it, Song Ge was wrapped in black fog after his death twice, knowing that there was still hope to live The tears fell even more fiercely, and he choked up and said: "There is still hope, my sister will come back to life, and she will definitely be able to live." ”

When the old man heard Yun Luo's words, his face was painful and restrained, not to mention that Song Ge was dead, even if he didn't die in such an evil aura, it was impossible to survive.

"Is this hell? It's dark!"

The old man was still shaking his head because of Yun Luo's words, and Song Ge's voice of confusion and complaint had already come out of the black fog.