The inner realm of the stele suddenly became dim, and the long and short blood-colored remnant sun became a distant memory for everyone to finally comprehend the light. People may be able to endure the long, hot light, but the dark abyss of endless loneliness and gloom.

Ten miles away from Jiguanzhuang, the Fuhua block under the Beishan Sect is full of high-rise buildings, extravagant lanterns, and bright fragrances......

Fireworks alley, according to the Danqing barrier, the silver moon fairy beauty shadow love clothes ribbon flowers. The flute is joyful, and the drums are noisy. The piano is soft, and the zither is shy...... But there is a wonderful sound like Mu Ru singing:

Long because of the grass Ji Luo skirt green waist Shen Shui smoked——

The people are quiet——

I once leaned together on the twilight—

The wind has a rhyme - the moon has no trace - the dark soul disappears -

Intended to hate -

Try to write the remnants of the flowers——

Send to Chaoyun -

......

A song of infinite love for the mourners, melodious singing, lingering sounds......

A group of men in brocade clothes outside the Danqing barrier were all amazed: "Miaoyin...... Wonderful sound...... It's wonderful!"

"Brothers, how to ...... How is it...... I'll just say that this wonderful sound workshop is a fairyland on earth......" This is a frivolous man, showing off his foresight loudly.

"Senior brother, it's been a long time since we can come to the next mountain, but I don't want to listen to you any more to no avail......" Everyone complained, but the corners of their mouths were full of stains from laughter.

The eyes of the people in the Huan Hall were staring directly at the charming figure behind the Danqing barrier, and there were too many evil fires accumulated on their bodies, and their blazing hearts were manic.

It came out after a long time...... The danqing barrier slowly faded, and only then did the Xianyin people be revealed.

I saw that the wonderful people held the red zither, the green qin, the bamboo flute, the jade flute, the bell swish, the pipa, the drum, the gonghou, a total of eight women, each woman is stunning, each with its own style!

"Clear water out of hibiscus, natural carving!" a disciple of the Beishan Sect couldn't help but sigh.

"Pretty like a peach in three springs, pure as a chrysanthemum in nine autumns!" Another disciple of the Beishan Sect was also not to be outdone.

"Hibiscus is not as good as beauty makeup, and the water hall is fragrant!" This was what several disciples of the Beishan Sect thought of at the same time.

"There is no beauty in a thousand autumns, and it is a beautiful woman to the eye!" is not the last sentence of praise......

An old bustard in red and green clothes, he didn't have time to sigh at the glitz of life, and he greeted him with a humble smile.

The night moon sings, and the red candle is ...... Men are degrading here, and women are helpless to cater here...... It's all just vain and miserable!

It is also a matter of human ethics, but these cultivators and qi cultivators of the Beishan Sect have some elegant prefixes, and those serfs in the Cockscomb Village are just dry firewood and fire of the Fauvist faction. Although the former is so famous, it is just a pleasure for the superiors, and the latter is nothing more than primitive and real desires.

This fireworks willow lane was specially set up by the Pang family for those cultivators of the Beishan Sect, and of course, the people in the Pang family also frequented it. The so-called food is full of lust, and the gods will also fall in this glamorous capital.

Compared with the joy in Yandu's bed, the Pang clan house is full of people, but it is as quiet as death!

"Have you found that person...... "Pang Fu yelled, he had no patience!

"Your master...... Not yet...... "Those scouts who have just come back don't know what to do."

"Waste...... It's all rubbish, what do you want......" Pang Fu directly pulled out his knife and cut off these scouts and slaves......

The angry bloodthirsty old man, the sword and the bloody shadow, several scouts killing slaves, dead or maimed, from beginning to end, there is not a trace of sorrow!

"Ahem...... cough ...... "Maybe Pang Fu was old and angry, so he didn't wave his knife and kill a few, so he coughed loudly."

"The host...... Master...... You have to take care of your health, why are you angry with these?" Wei Qiang happened to come in from the gate of the family house, and saw his master Pang Fu raising a knife to kill people from a distance, and he originally wanted to pretend that nothing happened. Unexpectedly, the master Pang Fu coughed loudly, and he could only rush up to comfort him.

"Ahem......" Pang Fu still couldn't stop coughing a few times, and looked down the court door, it turned out to be his housekeeper Wei Qiang who was worried and rushed over to persuade him. He pouted, like a stubborn old man, and said, "It's okay...... That Zeng Dao Immortal from the Beishan Sect has all been arranged?"

"Don't worry, master, it's all arranged!" Wei Qiang smiled slyly.

"That's good, that's good......" Pang Fu suddenly raised his head and looked at Xiao Yue in the court, his cloudy eyes were full of vicissitudes of sadness.

"The host...... You ......"

Wei Qiang wanted to continue to persuade him, but was stopped by Pang Fu raising his hand. Then he stopped and said, "You all stand down first......

Everyone retreated, and did not forget to immediately clean up the corpses and blood spilled from before.

Wei Qiang returned to his room, as if he was a different person—the old man's face seemed to be filled with joy, and he no longer had the sorrow and sadness he had before. But when he saw the huge bronze inscription that his expression reflected in the room, the shallow Xinyu that had only revealed his head disappeared in an instant. As if the inexplicable smile before was just an illusion, his face always had a face that was even more sad than that of his master Pang Fu!

......

Thirty years of daylight and thirty years of eternal silence of the night...... Fortunately, there is still a faint starlight, a broken moonlight!

Lian Mu Rou, Kill Invincible, Cold Tianqin, Xie Wuwu, Lu Gugu, Yan Zhuchen, Mu Lingfei, Mei Hanxiang, Dust Su Ling...... In Xiaoshan Academy, Jin Yan did not ignite any fire, and darkness and loneliness were the best glorious years. He looked at these apprentices under the stage, they all looked seventeen or eighteen years old, but the years here were almost a year old.

"I didn't expect it...... The parting bell is about to ring......" Jin Yan tidied up his clothes, his eyes looked particularly bright in the dark night, and then said lightly: "The master leads the door, and the cultivation depends on the individual...... This is the last lesson......"

When the apprentices heard the master's words, their hearts were also stunned, and the tears they wanted to stop overflowed inexplicably, like the spiritual spring of the earth, but there was no crying sound. Even everyone's breathing was so smooth. The world outside the barrier is crumbling and destroying, just like they feel at the moment.

Although Jin Yan said that he was a teacher for a day on the outside, he was like a father in the inner world of this stone tablet. The past is connected bit by bit......

Lian Murou didn't have any words, but the demon buried deep in her heart began to move again, she had indeed deceived everyone and herself over the years. Otherwise, they would definitely know the truth behind their lies, and she also knew that Kill Invincible had always had that kind of affection for her all these years, and she was grateful for everything he had done. Of course, she also knew that Lu Gudan and Senior Brother Leng Tianqin also had such feelings for her, but they never showed any abnormality. Thinking of this, she suddenly felt an inexplicable panic, and she could feel the strange affection of others for her. Could it be that the master would not know the truth behind her lies, no matter how well she covered it up, she would not be able to escape after all.

Jin Yan does know the thoughts of these little girls, but he just regards these as the paranoia of the girl's spring, and it will dissipate as soon as the wind of the years blows, and he and them will be goodbye forever after all!

The little junior sister Chen Suling didn't hold back at first, but she only showed a cry smaller than a mosquito. However, it was just like a mosquito-like cry, and finally it became a little indistinct.

Jin Yan still has a lot to say, and everyone has a lot to say, but no one has anything to say, just afraid of opening up, such a parting will always have endless tears......

Jin Yan opened the Wheel of Time and Space, and everyone disappeared in place. The world in the inner realm of the stele instantly shrank and turned into a stone stele.

They returned to the place of Cockscomb again, the place where they were born. But why has everything become so strange? Those children who were once too young are now looking at this place as if they have come to another new world. It's just that what they didn't expect was that it was only a day outside, and everything was already different.

Lian Murou flew excitedly to see her mother, although Lu Gudan was not the father who liked him so much, but he was still his father after all, so he also flew to his grass shed...... But the children, who were too young at the time, didn't know where to fly!

They couldn't help but look at the master Jinyan, but they found that the master was just inexplicably calm - as if something bad had happened.

"I'm going to kill them...... I'm going to kill them......" Lian Murou's eyes were as hideous as blood.

They saw Senior Sister Seventeen go and return in a rage, this was probably the most angry they had ever seen Senior Sister Lian Murou in their history.

There are also many brothers and sisters who have gone and returned, and everyone's eyes are murderous......

"The tragedy that should have happened happened after all...... I don't know if it rescued you from the abyss, or pushed you to the pool of death!" Jin Yan looked into the distance and muttered to himself, as if reflecting on himself!

"Master......" The apprentices who had gone and returned looked at Jin Yan with hatred - they wanted to ask for his opinion.

"You have already left the school, and you have decided what you want to do in the future......" Jin Yan knew what they thought, but he didn't encourage him, but he didn't object to it. In a world where strength is respected and the law of the jungle is the strongest, the boundaries between good and evil, right and wrong, seem so ambiguous. At the end of the day, it's all about survival. The desires of human nature are endless, and the world of depravity and destruction is deserved by itself.

In this absolutely hostile world, force has become the best way to make peace.

Lian Murou and they killed the Pang clan land, and those slaves naturally ran up to resist without their lives. is obviously a living person, but he is even more indifferent than those yin corpses. The men and women who are addicted to Yandu Willow Lane still don't know that this place is about to change.

At night, all the dreams of all the people living in Jiguanzhuang have been shattered tonight!

The savior of destruction has also become the demon man of creation......