There was a light rain in the sky, dripping on my shoulders, wetting my hair and hiding my sad face.

There was a long line ahead, and I walked at the back of the crowd, with the black egg by my side, and everyone was silent.

Today is the funeral of the old man of Longchuan, and almost all the yin and yang agents and friends in the supernatural circle have come. It was a long farewell, and I was even in a trance, as if nothing had happened from my trip to Nanjing a few days ago.

"Xiao Sen, the matter over there in Nanjing has been settled, but a few families who are good friends with the Zhu family may come to make trouble today, we will deal with it, don't be angry."

Lao Gao whispered in my ear.

A few days ago, dozens of elites of the Zhu family in Nanjing, plus the current head of the Zhu family, Luo Meng, the ten permanent servants, all died at my hands. This incident was like a storm blowing through the entire supernatural circle, and my name became a demon in the mouths of everyone in the supernatural circle overnight.

Even, the next day, several families issued wanted warrants for me, but they were quickly suppressed by the Tongtian Society and the Yin and Yang Agents Association.

And I, with the body of the old man Longchuan, returned to Beijing.

People walked into the hall of the memorial service one after another, and I stood in the last row, leaning against the wall, holding a bouquet of white flowers in my hand, without saying a word, my face turned yellow, and I had lost a lot of weight.

Actually, I haven't slept or eaten for days.

Bai Qi was a little wrong, he thought that the blood of the enemy could fill the huge hole in my heart that had been formed because of hatred. However, now I know that this hole can never be filled.

I saw Sima Tian walking into the memorial hall dressed in white, and people made way for him, as a friend of the old man in Longchuan, he was the person who read the eulogy at this memorial service.

It's just that I didn't listen to a word, I just felt that time passed very slowly, very slowly, and I stared at the last photo of the old man in Longchuan. I remember that when he was alive, he was in that dark dragon's lair, and he told me that the reason why he wanted to live forever was because he couldn't rest assured that the entire association would be ruined, and he didn't want his life's hard work to be ruined.

However, maybe it was to protect me, maybe he was really too tired, he chose to give up and chose to die in that dark dragon's lair, in front of me.

I still remember the indifference at the corner of his mouth when he left, he must have been in pain with snake venom in his body, but why did he still have such an indifferent smile?

Actually, I also thought about summoning the soul of the old man of Longchuan back, but Lao Gao said to me: "If a person dies, let him rest in peace." Don't worry, no one in the underworld dares to bully the soul of the old man Longchuan, he is our president after all. ”

The long memorial service was like a century, and many people cried, and Lao Gao's eyes were full of tears. The black egg lowered his head and clenched his fists, and I knew it was blaming itself, blaming itself for not arriving five minutes early. However, it's not to blame, that day, the black egg flew three cars blocking the road on the road, and when he arrived at the hospital, he was already tired and lying on the ground, but he was still yelling, asking the doctor to save the old man in Longchuan first.

Perhaps, I am the only one in the mourning hall who is the calmest, and the calm one seems to be not sad at all. I didn't cry, I think maybe my tear ducts are broken, or maybe I forgot how to cry, and I just want to end such a long memorial as soon as possible, because, I know, the old man Longchuan can't come back.

When we carried the body of the old man of Longchuan and walked all the way to the edge of the crematorium, more than a hundred and dozens of people walked in the distance. It was the people of the family who were good friends with the Zhu family, and they must not have come to see off the old man of Longchuan, but for the true dragon secret treasure.

More than a hundred or so people blocked the funeral procession, and a big man in the lead shouted for me to come out and speak. However, when they saw Sima Tian standing in the crowd, they showed a timid expression.

"Don't make trouble, get out!"

Sima Tian drank all his life, and the people of these families were about to leave, but I slowly walked out of the crowd and stood in front of them and in front of everyone.

"I am Duanmusen, I killed the people of the Zhu family, do you want to take revenge? Or, want this? ”

I stretched out my hand, and a tiny gemstone bloomed beautifully in the palm of my hand. This is what the True Dragon's Tears look like after they are taken out, they only need to be stimulated by my spiritual sense, and they will grow larger, but they are usually only a small one.

"This, this is?"

The big man who took the lead looked at the True Dragon Tears in my hand in surprise, not only him, but everyone, except Sima Tian, looked at the True Dragon Tears in my hand, their eyes widened.

"This is the True Dragon Treasure, it's in my hands now, and if anyone wants it, they can grab it. However, if you can't rob it, you will be killed by me, just like the Zhu family, if you want this secret treasure, you are ready to be exterminated by me. ”

Although I said cruel words in my mouth, in fact, the expression on my face was indifferent, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of my mouth, a trace of ridicule for everyone.

The bald man looked at Sima Tian and then at me, I don't know if he was obsessed with the ghost or really had the courage to take it, he really stretched out his hand and touched the True Dragon Tears in my hand.

However, in the next second, the bald man had been pressed to the ground by the black egg, and the black egg's green eyes flashed with a huge killing intent. This scene happened too quickly, and the hundred or so people behind him reacted after a while, and immediately wanted to rush over. saw that Lao Gao, Zhou Yi, Li Xun, Yu Han, and Mu Liang Junzi were standing behind the black egg, blocking the hundred or so people.

"Do you want to die?"

Today's Lao Gao does not have the weakness of a scholar, and shows the domineering that the president of the Beijing Yin and Yang Agent Association should have!

I walked up to the big man who was pressed to the ground by the black egg, stepped on his head, then looked at him, then looked at everyone, and said calmly: "Today is the funeral of Chairman Longchuan, and I don't want to kill anyone." Next time you come back to me, I won't be soft. ”

In the end, I let the black egg release the big man, and he fled with the crowd. The mourners all looked at me, I waved my hand, and the people carried the body of the old man of Longchuan into the crematorium.

Seeing the flames wrapping the body of the old man Long Chuan in an instant, it was as if someone was also burning the memories in my brain with flames. The first time I saw this old man was on his private jet, and the first time I saw his big golden hands, in the dragon's lair in Beijing, the demon body was exposed, and he was domineering. In the Luoyang Dragon's Lair, we faced the demon soul together, until the end, in the Nanjing Dragon's Lair, he resolutely chose to break himself.

Actually, he didn't see me much, but he was an elder who took care of me. A loved one who is worthy of my trust and sacrifice.

The rain was still falling, and I was still standing at the back of the crowd, and Yuhan stood beside me and softly sang a song "Farewell". In the melodious singing, there is a trace of sadness.

"The end of the sky, the corner of the earth, the acquaintance is half scattered. Life is a rare reunion, only parting ......"

At this moment, my tears still flowed, and the corners of my mouth trembled slightly.

Whispered: "Old man Longchuan, go all the way, I will miss you, I will miss you......"

When I was 10 years old, I left the orphanage with my master Jiang Tianxin, and since then I have embarked on an unusual path as a yin and yang agent. I thought that from then on, I had left the saddest place in the world, and I thought that I would live happily ever after. However, now at the age of 18, when all my peers are playing games at home, or having a little affair with a female classmate, I have a headache for exam homework.

I've been through things that a lot of people don't experience in their lifetime.

At the age of 18, I told myself that from then on, the old man Longchuan was gone, and my uncle was missing. I want to learn to take care of myself, I want to be strong, and I want to make everyone who dares to calculate me and who has calculated me pay the price!

My life has changed from today onwards, and from now on, no one can offend me. In the past, I was afraid of murder, and from that bloody night onwards, if anyone sinned against me, I would kill!

People started crying again, and I turned my head to see a man in a hat standing at the end of the line, also wearing a black mask and black sunglasses, looking at the crematorium.

I looked at him, and there was some familiar feeling, I lifted my foot and walked towards him, as if he had spotted me, and he turned around to leave. I felt more and more strange in my heart, and chased after him, but I saw him running fast, and I chased him into a small alley.

He had his back to me and stopped, and I stood behind him and looked at him. I saw that the hat on his head had fallen off because he was running too fast, and a head of silver hair stood out in my eyes.

"Master!"

I shouted and tried to walk over.

"Stop!"

At this moment, I heard that the uncle did not turn around, but stretched out his hand to me to stop my progress.

"Master, you, you're back, you're back......"

My heart was beating wildly, and I still wanted to walk over, but I saw my uncle wave his hand, and a white fairy fire fell at my feet, almost burning me.

"I told you to stop, can't you hear?"

He yelled at me, and I was stunned for a moment, why didn't my uncle see me when he came back?