Zhang Qingfeng looked at the old man in front of him, and suddenly, he felt extremely unfamiliar, as if he had never seen it before.

There was no trace of timidity or sadness in the eyes of the old man. Ordinary people will have some awe in the face of soul cultivation, and they are even more in awe of the attitude towards advanced soul cultivation. However, this old man did not have it in his eyes, but there was a kind of self-confidence.

Ordinary people will find it difficult to accept the destruction of their home and feel extremely depressed. However, this old man is the opposite. If this old man is not pretending to be confident, he must be a master.

"Well, I promise you, I hope you don't disappoint me. The dignity of soul cultivation is not something that ordinary people can damage, as you must know. Zhang Qingfeng was a little displeased, but he didn't have a seizure, just a warning.

The old man nodded, exited the room, and returned to his room. He opened the curtains and looked in the direction Gu Feng left, his eyes a little moist.

If Gu Feng said goodbye without saying goodbye, it was a little ungrateful, but it was better to say that Gu Feng had to leave in order to protect him. The old man also knew what Gu Feng was thinking now. "Child, I'm sorry for you. Grandpa, instead of taking care of you, instead, let you protect grandpa. ”

The night wind grew stronger, and the crackling of leaves became clearer. At this moment, a light rain suddenly fell in the sky, and the raindrops were small and as thin as silk. Perhaps, Heaven is merciful for the sufferings of the world and rains down nectar.

The night came to an end in the wind, and a glimmer of light appeared in the sky. The drizzle was still drizzling, and the wind was getting lighter.

In the early morning, the old man's eyes were slightly red, his face was pale, and the sadness in his eyes was obvious. He said hello to the village chief and left, not even eating breakfast. The village chief and others also knew that at this time, it was not easy for the old man to stand up.

Zhang Qingfeng quietly looked at the old man who left, looked at his somewhat bowed back, and felt more and more that this old man was very unusual.

......

The old man walked to the hill behind the house, and dug a pit in a place where the grass was barren, and the pit was not big, but it was not small. The drizzle is still there, and the surroundings are in shambles, all of which are the credit of the old man.

The hair was already wet from the drizzle, and the huge droplets of water fell from time to time. The old man's whole body was almost completely soaked, but his movements were still the same, everything was done, and he threw all the packages around him into the pit. "Grandpa, that's all you can do. Hopefully, our grandchildren will have a chance to meet. ”

The old man waved the shovel in his hand vigorously, and the wet dirt filled the pit with a shovel. After a while, a small dirt bag appeared in front of me.

"It's your turn. The old man's eyes were silent.

Zhang Qingfeng did not leave, but then followed the old man here here. He promised the old man, so he had to come.

The wooden sign was already standing in front of the mound, and there was no word on it.

The old man walked away, he walked to the side of the mountain and looked at the ruins under the mountain, his eyes showed a trace of ruthlessness, but for a moment it was covered by a strong helplessness.

"The Tomb of the Wind!" said the old man coldly.

Zhang Qingfeng made a move, only to see his hand in the air gesturing, the brilliant blue light was like a lightsaber, written on the wooden card.

"Your business, I've done. My business, I hope the old man will fulfill it. Zhang Qingfeng said coldly. Obviously, he was upset.

The old man looked at Zhang Qingfeng and showed a disdainful smile.

"Do you feel a dull pain in your lower abdomen every time you watch three watches? ”

Zhang Qingfeng's face did not change, but he did not speak, and his face immediately returned to calm, and he looked at the old man coldly.

"Is the calf numb, and when using soul power, the chest is slightly swollen and painful. The old man continued.

Zhang Qingfeng's face was immediately as pale as paper, his whole body trembled, and the horror in his eyes was extremely intense. "You, you, how do you know. Who the hell are you?"

"Kuang rides the wind. ”

"You are the little uncle, Kuang Chengfeng, why?" Obviously, Zhang Qingfeng was frightened by the identity of the old man. At the same time, he was also frightened by what happened to the old man now.

Kuang Chengfeng, sixty years ago, the most amazing genius of the Qinglan Sect, was known as one of the ten most talented figures in the history of the Qinglan Sect. But it was short-lived, and in the end, he disappeared inexplicably.

"Little dream, how is it now?" asked the old man lightly.

"Master, her old man is fine now, but she is alone. In addition to teaching us, she is generally in retreat, infecting the soul. Zhang Qingfeng said.

"It's good, it's good. The old man sighed. "You have been poisoned, you pay attention to the people around you, and you are separated from the soul, the amount of poisoned people ingested is getting bigger and bigger, and over time, the toxin will unconsciously destroy the tendons and veins, and finally destroy the dantian. ”

"Ask Uncle Xiao to save the disciple. The more Zhang Qingfeng listened to it at the moment, the more frightened he became. And he was suspicious of Old Man Pi before, but when he said Little Dream, he was sure of Old Man Pi's identity.

Because, in the Qinglan Sect, there is a good story about Kuang Chengfeng and Ting Youmeng, and Ting Youmeng almost killed an elder because of the word Xiaomeng, if the sect master didn't stop it in time, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"I can't help it, and you see it. I'm just a wasted man, a bad old man. The old man shook his head. "However, you can go to your master. Remember, you can't say you're poisoned. Find a way to make her see for herself, and you'd better not mention a word about me. ”

"Why?" Zhang Qingfeng was a little puzzled.

"Because, having said that, you and she are likely to die!" said the old man seriously. "The sooner the better, remember, if you want to protect her no matter what, my grandson's daughter-in-law, you can't let anyone worry about it. ”

"I must. Zhang Qingfeng left after speaking. Before he could take a few steps, he heard an old man crying wolf.

"Oh my God, my own grandson died so miserably, those murderers must have given birth to a son with missing legs and eyes. ”

"Oh my God, you'd better strike a thunderbolt and kill these scum. ”

“......”

Zhang Qingfeng stumbled and almost fell off the mountain.

He didn't expect that this was the legendary gifted lady, a generation of geniuses, and now, so worldly, like a shrew.

"Boom Boom"

I saw that since there were really a few lightning bolts in the sky, the dazzling light made the originally gloomy sky instantly brighten.

"Bang"

I saw a lightning bolt fall directly on the west side of the mountain, and suddenly, a century-old tree fell in response.

"Run, I'm Nima, this old man is poisonous. I saw the two of them running down the mountain like chickens and dogs.

Zhang Qingfeng opened his mouth wide and swallowed his saliva, obviously stunned by the old man. "This, that's okay?"

......

Fifty miles away from the village, on the mountainside, a young man, his steps staggered, as if he was exhausted, his red eyes were bloodshot. The lips were already chapped and bloodstained, and they were still visible. I saw that his whole body was swaying, like a small tree swaying in the wind.

"I have to find a place to hide from the rain, why is this body so bad?" the boy muttered. The boy was the old man who left the village, and after a night's trekking, he was seriously lacking in physical strength.

"Bang" Gu Feng didn't take a few steps, and he fell, and the steep mountain road made him roll all the way to the foot of the mountain.

Up and down his body, he was cut a lot by stones and branches, and the scarlet blood made his clothes scarlet. He tried his best to stand up, tried countless times, but in the end, he couldn't get up.

"Pendant, you are about to manifest your spirit! Hurry!" Gu Feng's only reliance in his heart did not bring him hope. "Could it be that I want to leave like this, master?"

At this point, he felt his head rise as if he were about to burst. Gradually, his eyes closed slightly, and the whole person lay motionless in the stagnant water.