"Is this the place?" Mu Jun walked in front of a simple wooden house.

The eyes of the shears behind him widened, and he exclaimed in disbelief: "How is it possible, you can actually find this place with a single strand of hair?"

Mu Jun glanced at her and said calmly: "A hair is naturally insufficient, but you have been in contact with Sheng Mao, and your body is contaminated with his breath, so using a part of your body as an introduction, you can trace back to the source and find his whereabouts." ”

Jianshui had nothing to say for a while, no matter how stubborn she was, she could only feel powerless in the face of this means.

"Brother Sheng, are we going to be a pair of mandarin ducks with the same fate today?" she thought sadly, but there was also a trace of sweetness in her heart.

It's not bad that you can't live together, but you can't die together.

Mu Jun naturally saw her thoughts, and he was speechless in his heart, did he really look so much like a bad person?

Shaking his head, Mu Jun walked into the wooden house.

In the simple space, the sparrows are small and have all kinds of things, including a bed, on which lies a handsome man, and there is a bunk next to it.

At this moment, the handsome man was lying with his eyes closed, without any breath, as if he had died.

But when he heard a voice outside, he sat up suddenly.

"Cut the water, are you back?" he looked outside, his face changing suddenly.

"Old ...... Teacher!"

"It's been a long time, and you don't look like you're messing around. Mu Jun said calmly, this is one of the two students who were accepted when they were cultivating in Beibi Mountain in the past, named Sheng Mao.

Seeing Mu Jun at first glance, Sheng Mao was very excited for a while, and jumped out of bed: "Teacher, I didn't expect to meet you here, it's really good." ”

Mu Jun glanced him up and down, and said indifferently: "What is there to be excited about to come to see Jun like this." ”

Sheng Mao was a little frustrated for a while, and lowered his head in shame: "Teacher, I have failed your teaching for many years......"

Walking to a table, Mu Jun sat down and said, "Tell me what happened to you." ”

Sheng Mao lowered his head and walked to his side, and when he was about to speak, Jian Shui broke in from outside and shouted: "Brother Sheng, you don't want to die!

"Forehead......" Sheng Mao looked at the machete he got out of nowhere in surprise, and was about to sacrifice his life to fight with Mu Jun, crying and laughing.

Finding that the atmosphere was not the same as expected, Jianshui couldn't help but put down the machete and took a step back.

Mu Jun glanced at her and said to Sheng Mao: "Explain to her, and come back to tell me what happened later." ”

"Yes, Teacher!"

......

Looking at the army surrounding outside, the relatives who were tied up one by one, and the treasures that were transported out one by one.

Yang Ying felt that his sky had collapsed at this moment.

The news of my grandfather's death, the will to destroy the family, and all of this stems from her who once thought she was her best friend!

"Why, why are you doing this to me, aren't we best friends?" Yang Meng muttered to himself, looking crazy.

A middle-aged beautiful woman in satin clothes, under the custody of the soldiers, said to her with tears in her eyes: "Ying'er, my mother is gone, and I can't protect you anymore, you must live well alone in the future!"

"Mother, don't!" Yang Ying looked at his mother in pain, and wanted to pounce on her and hug her, but was stopped by the soldier with a cold blade.

"Stop, the benevolence and fraternity of the National Teacher will spare your life, I hope you don't make mistakes!" a soldier in black armor said indifferently.

Yang Ying looked at him angrily, if it was yesterday, how could such a character be qualified to be presumptuous in front of him?

Seeing her thoughts, the soldier sneered and said, "Do you still think that you are some kind of eldest lady? The national teacher spared your life, but she has benevolence, don't be ignorant, be a good civilian." ”

His laughter made the other soldiers around him laugh together.

Watching the once high-ranking nobles fall into the dust, this is undoubtedly a happy thing for the little people.

Most people in the world like to base their happiness on the pain of others.

"Let me spend the rest of my life in despair, is that what you're for?" Suddenly, Yang Ying understood why Tang Yuxue would spare his life.

Because the ugliness of her life is exactly what she wants to see!

"Why, why are you treating me so viciously?" Yang Ying couldn't understand the reason, and his expression became more and more crazy.

"Yang Ying, you mourning star, you brought Tang Yuxue's slut and harmed our whole family!" A woman's roar came from not far away, Yang Ying looked over, but it was the second aunt who was the most kind to him in the past, but she was tied up by the soldiers at the moment, but she looked at herself with the most vicious eyes.

In addition to her, the eldest uncle, the seventh uncle, the eldest brother, the sixth sister, and the eighth sister-in-law...... These people who used to love themselves the most are also looking at themselves with the same resentful eyes at this moment.

The meaning is: Why should we die, but you can live, why don't you die?

Looking at these pairs of eyes, her body couldn't help but retreat.

Tang Yuxue, you are so ruthless!

At last a gray-haired woman on crutches came out, looking around with her old gaze, and said in a loud voice: "Don't be saddened by the words of these greedy and death-fearing fellows, for your grandfather died faithfully, and his name has nothing to do with you. She Tang Yuxue is just a demon who makes waves, and she won't be proud for a few days, the more she wants to hit you, the more you have to live well, understand?"

"Grandma!" Yang Ying's eyes couldn't help but burst into tears.

This tear is hot.

The old woman looked at her one last time with relief, and with a lift of her crutches, she hit her Heavenly Spirit Gai, and immediately blood splattered, bright and bleak.

"Mother, why are you doing this, maybe there is still room for turning......" A middle-aged man rushed up to hug her frantically, his expression desolate.

"Your father...... Be...... Loyal and good ministers, die ...... Where can I ...... Shall you defile him...... His Wind ...... Wind bones?" muttered the old woman, and died of exhaustion.

At this moment, the Yang Mansion was desolate.

No one said anything anymore.

Yang Ying felt that his world was forever dark.

It turns out that this world can really be so dark.

I was really naïve in the past, thinking that this world would always be so beautiful that I could do whatever I wanted.

When the sunlight disappeared and the pale world revealed its truest face to itself, he realized that all this was so cold and dark.