Regarding the old man's words, Ji Yu seemed to resist, but because the old man was extremely majestic, she didn't dare to offend. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After coming out, Ji Yu thought about it in his heart, and then quickly left and walked towards his room.

Inside the house, one of the three strong men at the round table, the man who closed his eyes and recuperated couldn't cultivate his mind anymore because of what he had just said, he thought for a moment, and immediately followed out, and came to Ji Yu's room, he said, "Are you going to find the descendants of the water family?" ”

Ji Yu didn't answer, just put away a few magic weapons, the man frowned, and said again: "If you go, remember to tell me, grandpa Tai is old and has no heart to participate in the world, but I Yi Clan Dao, I can't just die!" Hearing this, Ji Yu's bright Mu Zi immediately scattered a trace of soft light, and after a while, looking at her brother, she felt a lot of emotion in her heart, and in her distraction, two lines of tears slipped down her cheeks...

Leaving from the dilapidated town where birds don't, Yi Xiaochen took the train all the way non-stop, this time the purpose was to go home, no matter how evil he was now, but the second elder who was thousands of miles away was his parents after all, even if he really fell into the path of lust and evil in the future, he also hoped to settle his parents well, so that they would not be lonely for life.

Attached to the car window, Yi Xiaochen looked out of the window and passed away quickly, the whole person fell into a depression, since the day of graduation, he has never been back home, before he met the old man in black who changed his life, although life is slightly boring, but it is normal, do it at sunrise, rest at sunset, laugh out loud when happy, sigh sadly when depressed, at the end of each month, talk to his parents at home on the phone, how nostalgic the feelings of the world are in the bitterness.

But all this was changed by the old man in black, the hot and fierce fire demon spirit did not know when to enter his body, greedy and arrogant soul devouring demon for more than 20 years let himself fall into endless desire, since then, all his emotions are only cold and confused, the slightest trace of affection will be very painful, open your eyes to see, this road without a light is like a ghost road in the night, I don't know when you will fall into the situation of death.

Maybe tired, Yi Xiaochen straightened up, shook his neck a little sore, and in a trance, there seemed to be pain coming from the broken left arm, and this pain instantly provoked the guilt in his heart - quit greed, this Pingshui met but was born for obsession with the monks of the rivers and lakes, for the so-called fate and resentment, tried his best to help himself out of the evil road, but the sky is not a man, there is a catastrophe, quit greed after all died at the bottom of the Qingyun Taoist Temple, although this fat monk is good wine and meat, a prodigal son, but in terms of heart, he is better than Tianming Pavilion, Dixuan Pavilion, Even the so-called decent Taoists in Huangling Pavilion are much clearer......

The more I thought about it, the more tired I became, the more manic I became, Yi Xiaochen couldn't help but hold down his heart with his hand, in the depths of his soul, the resentful spirit body born of soul devouring, fire demon, drought remnant soul, and soul scorching spirit floated on the heart platform for some reason, it seemed to be the container of all his dark side, and the other 'Yi Xiaochen,' if it weren't for the residual obsession of the supreme spiritual root flowing in his soul, he would have turned into a walking corpse that only knew how to kill and tried to survive.

Looking at the scene outside the car window, as the train went from south to north, the change of the landscape became more and more obvious, and he saw the snowflakes in a daze, unconsciously opened the window, leaned out his arm, and the ice crystals that disappeared with the wind fell on his hand by chance, and it was an instant, and the ice crystals in his hand were only a little water stain.

"Uncle, I want to see snowflakes!"

The childish voice was like a soft requiem, and it dispelled the cluttered thoughts in Yi Xiaochen's mind.

Looking back, a child was standing in front of his seat, he was about eight or nine years old, the bright Mu Zi seemed to be able to speak, feeling the pure and innocent breath, Yi Xiaochen nodded, picked him up with one arm and put him on his lap, so that the child was very happy to lie on the car window: "Wow, it's really snowing, so beautiful..."

Although Yi Xiaochen had done his best to make himself look like an ordinary person, the child's parents were obviously wary of him.

The parents of the child who were dozing off were awakened by the child's voice, and when they saw the child in hand running into the arms of a stranger, the anxiety and uneasiness were undisguised.

You must know that there are a lot of people on the train, but Yi Xiaochen only has his own position, and there is no one on the seat opposite him, except for a few large bags of luggage, this strange scene even the train inspector did not speak, perhaps because of the blue-gray marks on his neck and wrists.

"Baby, come back quickly, don't disturb your uncle's rest!"

The child's mother got up and pulled the child back, from beginning to end, the child's mother did not look directly into Yi Xiaochen's eyes, as if she was afraid of something, Yi Xiaochen looked up, and the nearby passengers were looking at him with strange eyes.

"That man feels so cold...."

"Be quiet, don't talk nonsense..."

"I didn't talk nonsense, you look at him, one arm is gone, and what is the mark on his neck and wrist? Tattoo? It's not like it, it must be some kind of witchcraft..."

Listening to everyone's whispered speculation, Yi Xiaochen let out a sigh of relief, withdrew his attention, and put back the scene outside the window, and now, he clearly realized that he would never go back.

Beichuan Land, at this time, it was the end of the year, in a small town, Yun Quan and Huang Ni, who were evading the pursuit of Huang Ling Pavilion, came to the station, looking at the bustling crowd preparing to return home, Yun Quan frowned and said: "We shouldn't come here, it's easy to expose our whereabouts." ”

Huang Ni also understands this truth, but she has been measuring with divination for several days, but the result of divination is that she must go north, and then measure downward, and the divination is blank, such a vision is not even clear to Yunquan, because the master Fang Tianhua once said that any living being, whether dead or alive, as long as it is attributed to one of them, it cannot get out of the scope of divination, because it is within the boundary of the spirit after all, and only the gods and demons who are out of the boundary of life and death, or the boundary between life and death are chaotic and cannot be equalized, can they get out of this boundary.

"Yunquan!" Huang Ni pondered for a long time, and spoke: "I know that I am using you, but I have to do this, I can't forget the matter of the Abyss Pavilion, so I must take revenge, and the premise of revenge is to find Yi Xiaochen and the hound who escaped from the Tianming Pavilion and lost his trace, one of them is a relic of the Yi clan, and has a connection with the Abyss Pavilion, and the other controls the exact news I want to know, forgive me for using you at the beginning, now, since I have come this far, I will continue to walk, you go, stay away from this dirty world, and find a place where there are no people." Live well! Okay? (To be continued.) )