A long absence, a sigh.

Let Jun Yi stand still, inexplicably in his heart, his eyes that have always been firm and deep, suddenly trembled unconsciously, and his eyes were even a little red.

The gravel trembled slightly, the white mist gathered, and bursts of peaceful and peaceful breath spread out from it, manifesting a stone tablet several zhang in size, floating quietly in the air.

Jun Yi raised his head and looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, in the haze, as if the situation of another world had reappeared, and two tears flowed down his face, which was a long-lost family affection.

"It's been a thousand years, I didn't expect to see you again. ”

In the ancestral monument of the Jun family, the gentle voice of vicissitudes of life slowly came out, brushing Jun Yi's heart, like a miracle medicine in the world, smoothing the wounds in his heart and warming the cold abyss in his heart.

"Really... It's you!"

Jun Yi took a deep breath, dispersed the tears in his eyes, smiled brightly on his face, and carefully looked at the ancestral monument, which was no different from the past, and was still familiar.

"It's natural, but your survival is incredible. ”

The Jun family's ancestral monument is not only a stone tablet, but also the Jun family's library pavilion, he knows almost all the past in the heavenly domain, but he has never heard of such a strange thing.

However, the old man was unharmed, which made him feel relieved.

"It's a long story. ”

Jun Yi smiled bitterly, didn't explain too much, and then put away his mood: "It's here, let's leave!"

"There's no hurry. ”

With a word, the ancestral monument called Jun Yi, who was about to leave, back, and when he saw his puzzled face, he couldn't help but chuckle: "A thousand years have passed, but I didn't expect the young master to be so weak." ”

"I don't know what happened to you for a thousand years, but now, I guess you want revenge, right?"

Thousands of years ago, the Jun family changed, the masters of the five major sects came out together, and the blood stained Hengjun Court, the tragic situation of that night, and all the past, he saw it clearly and clearly.

Jun Yi, who he grew up seeing, knows his character very well, so he naturally understands what he thinks.

"Yes, the blood feud of the family is repaid with blood. ”

Jun Yi's eyes were slightly condensed, and he didn't have any vigilance against the ancestral monument, anyone could betray the Jun family, but the ancestral monument would not.

"I'll see you for a thousand years, and I'll give you a small gift!"

The ancestral monument seemed to chuckle, and there was a little sigh of hope between his words.

The words fell, and before Jun Yi could doubt, he saw the white mist lingering around the ancestral monument gently swinging, completely enveloping the slightly illusory ancestral monument, condensing into a thick fog, and heading straight for Jun Yi.

Such a scene caught Jun Yi off guard, although he was strange in his heart, but he did not resist, and let the white mist of the ancestral monument rush into his body and go straight into the dantian.

The ancestral monument in the dantian appeared, and in it manifested the size of a finger, and there were bursts of strange waves spreading from it, making the entire dantian begin to churn, as if some foreign body had awakened, and this strange power spread into the body, straight into the limbs and hundreds of remains, every inch of flesh and blood.

Jun Yi stood quietly, allowing his body to be turbulent, but instead of the slightest discomfort, his entire body seemed to be relaxed, cheering in unison.

But at this moment, the lifeless platform trembled slightly, the pitch-black heaven and earth were distorted, and the earth under his feet began to turbulent and crumble, like the end of the world, but there were wisps of sunlight shining directly through the black fog, and the four poles of lifeless array were about to open.

As the scene in the array distorted and the corpses shattered, the surrounding aura began to turbulent and dissipate, and the power of Jun Yi's early martial arts began to weaken.

In just a few breaths, he has reached the late stage of Wushuai and returned to his original realm.

But even so, Jun Yi still maintained a standing posture, his eyes slightly closed, as if he did not feel the changes in the outside world, and carefully comprehended the changes in his body, and the true and pure strange aura traveled in his body, nourishing every inch of flesh and blood in his body.

Since Jun Yi entered the Four Poles Lifeless Formation, it has been more than four months, revisiting the mysteries of the martial realm, breaking the shackles in his heart, he has long let him stand on the edge of a breakthrough, at this moment the ancestral monument helps, and the mighty aura in the body is like a crashing flood pouring out, breaking through the obstacles.

The aura is turbulent and the sun is splashing.

Wisps of light shrouded him, reflecting Jun Yi's body, and bursts of majestic coercion spread out from his body, and the power of Wu Shuai in the later period rose steadily, almost without any obstacles, and went straight to the peak.

"Boom!"

At the same time, the surrounding sky distorted, and the four poles of lifeless array collapsed and dissipated.

......

The ancient city will be recited to the big lake.

The days of April are fading, and there are very few warriors entrenched around this thick fog.

After all, Nian Guifang is a place of smoke and willow flowers to find flowers and willows, and no one will visit if there is no fun, and although the four poles have no life array, it can only be regarded as an opportunity, but it can only be seen and not touched, so as not to look at it, so as not to increase the troubles.

What's the fun in a foggy place?

It's just that with the passage of time, the number of warriors in the wine inns around Nian Guifang has gradually increased.

Although the Four Extremes Lifeless Array is a formation that Nian Guifang has spent a lot of resources to achieve, but after all, its power is limited, and it is almost the limit in April, and now there are fewer and fewer martial artists who have taken out of it, and no one has walked out for more than ten days so far, and it is obvious that it has reached the last moment.

In addition to having fun in the boat, most of the warriors have a trace of luck, hoping for a sense of Jun'an's true appearance.

The sky is high and the clouds are wide, and the sun is in the sky.

On the high platform of the surrounding wine, many warriors laughed and drank, looked at the ancient style, and sighed at the domineering state of the strong.

"Hum..."

It's just that at this moment, the dense fog in the Four Poles Lifeless Array suddenly surged, attracting everyone's eyes to light up, and they all gathered to stare together, with a slight look of hope, and they didn't think about returning to the boat for four months, which was really itching.

The dense fog in the formation was churning, agitating and bulging, and a figure shot straight out of it, it was actually a strong man, who did not leave, but stood in the air and looked at the thick fog, touched his head a little honestly, and reluctantly left after a while.

Everyone was just stunned for a moment, not paying much attention to it, and then laughed and drank again, waiting for the fog to dissipate.

But almost at the same time, the thick fog shook again, and this time the tremor was much more violent than just now, and it lasted for a full quarter of an hour before it could be calmed down, but no warrior came out.

Although everyone was strange, they didn't think much about it, after all, this kind of thing didn't happen once or twice.

In the thick fog, read the return boat.

In the past, it was quiet and quiet, and it was rare to be quiet for a few months, and several delicate and beautiful figures stood bored in front of the window of the boat, looking at the dense fog outside weakly, and their expressions were a little sluggish.

"Huh..."

Suddenly, the fog trembled lightly, and a figure broke out of it, and the emerald green dress swayed in the wind, like a fairy in a painting.

"Sister Yun. ”

Many women were stunned at first when they saw someone coming, and then hurriedly stepped forward and saluted respectfully, they didn't dare to be casual about this person, after all, there were few people in the boat who could see the owner.

Yun Siliu exhaled a long breath, straightened her mood, and just nodded slightly, and then walked up the stairs with her steps, and she still needed to report the things in the four poles of lifeless formation.

Painting the boat pavilion, the three-story top room, in which there is dancing and music, swimming fish out to listen.

In the boudoir inside, there is a woman in a red shirt lying on the bed on her side, reclining on the pillow, her jade fingers lazily on the snowy skin, and the tulle that appears like a shadow sets off her graceful figure just right.

In front of him, several coolly dressed women danced together, smiling and smiling, showing a seductive look, showing a sense of charm, even women, were disturbed by this dance music.

"Squeak..."

The wooden door sounded softly, Yun Siliu slowly walked inside, a pair of eyes looked directly at the ground, his expression was very respectful, and he was still a little apprehensive when he looked directly at the bottom of his eyes, which made him feel uneasy.

"Lord. ”

Yun Siliu stood not far in front of the door, bowed and saluted, his voice soft and peaceful.

The eyelashes on the bed woman's eyes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened them when she heard the sound.

Broken music.

For a while, all the women were shocked, their faces suddenly turned pale and frightened, and they hurriedly knelt on the ground together: "Please forgive the master!"

"Stand down. ”

Nian Jun'an's eyes trembled slightly, but he raised his hand slightly, causing the tulle to rise, without being too harsh.

"Thank you, Lord for your kindness. ”

When all the women heard this, they all bowed their heads and saluted, but they didn't dare to stay longer, so they quickly got up and bowed their heads and left.

In the room, only the clouds and willows remain.

"Is the mission accomplished?"

Nian Jun'an's lips opened lightly, and the soft touch between the opening and closing made people breathless.

"This..."

Yun Siliu's eyes trembled slightly when he heard this, he bit his lip, and said with a slight struggle: "It's half done." ”

"Half?"

Nian Jun'an's eyes were flat, his gaze slowly fell on Yun Siliu, and he opened his mouth with a little curiosity, and his words were meaningful: "The task, only whether it is completed or not, how can it be half?"

"Lord of the Fang, all the warriors of the five major sects have been killed, and this has been reported by the sisters of the Fangma, but the first of the four poles without life formation has been snatched away. ”

Yun Siliu spoke softly, carefully and quickly said the matter, not daring to drag the mud and water, adding oil and vinegar: "Although the young man in white is in the same realm, his disciple is really not an opponent, and he is almost powerless to fight back." ”

"The Seven Peerless Towers are ruthless and deceitful to the disciples of the Lou Mansion, and they can't even make a move in their hands. ”

"The boy in white?"

Nian Jun'an muttered in his mouth, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Yes, that young man doesn't seem to have a good impression of the disciples of the five major sects, he is ruthless and decisive, and the killing intent is all over the sky while talking and laughing, and the blood mist around his body is filled, as if he is killing a god in the world..."

"Hum..."

Yun Siliu's voice did not fall, but he felt that the sky trembled slightly, and a king-level coercion shrouded him, making him speechless.

Nian Jun'an, who was originally lying on the bed, actually got up and stood up at some point, almost touching her closer, her eyes trembling slightly, staring deadly, and her cheeks were a little flushed.

"Where's fate?"

Nian Jun'an opened his mouth, but his words trembled a little, and the chaotic aura around his body almost suffocated Yun Siliu.

"Blood..."

"Boom!"

Yun Siliu's face turned pale, and he was about to force his mouth to speak, but as soon as the words came out, the four poles of lifeless formation roared in vain, and the waves of dense fog surged wildly, and in the next moment, they exploded directly.

The rolling majesty swept in all directions, and the eyes of the surrounding wine house spectators gathered together.

On the high platform of the tavern, two figures suddenly got up, one was coarse and linen, and the other had white hair, their eyes were staring at the dense fog over the big lake, and the momentum around them was swinging, and they didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

The dense fog cracked, revealing the rippling lake below, and Nian Guifang was also slightly revealed, shrouded in the mist, looming, like a fairyland.

In the haze, there were many women standing in front of the window, revealing their graceful figures.

On the pavilion on the third floor, there seems to be a woman in red hidden in the fog, which is eye-catching, although it is a faint red shadow, it is enough to make the surrounding warriors breathe quickly and their eyes are red.

"Tapp..."

Suddenly, footsteps came from the air, attracting the attention of several people.

In the thick fog, a white-clothed figure stepped out, a pair of eyes were deep and bright, as if a warm smile floated on his face, and walked slowly towards the ancient city.

"Owner, this is the person. ”

Thinking of Guifang, Yun Siliu saw the white-clothed figure walk out, and suddenly looked solemn.

But Nian Junan didn't seem to hear his words, but his eyes were stunned, and the whole person seemed to be in a stupor, his eyes fell on the white-clothed figure, motionless.

At this time, a teenager looked back.

Just one glance, deep into the heart.