"I'm not reconciled, I really am not reconciled. Liu Pai smiled sadly and shouted, "Miss me Liu Pai ......"

The voice stopped abruptly, and he could no longer utter a word, for an incomparably sharp spear had pierced his throat.

Luo Chen didn't mean to watch him perform this time, he didn't know what Liu Pai wanted to say, and he didn't want to know, so he directly pierced Liu Pai's neck with a spear and killed him.

Luo Chen casually pulled out the spear, Liu Pai fell to the ground heavily, and the long-legged girl stepped forward with a cold face, and with a sudden wave of the short knife, Liu Pai's head had been cut off.

Then she took out a box from the space magic weapon, put Liu Pai's head in it, and jumped on the horse's back with a calm face.

With a wave of Luo Chen's hand, the fire attribute energy burst out, and Liu Pai's body disappeared in an instant, leaving only an extremely primitive space magic weapon on the ground, exuding a faint fluctuation of spiritual power.

put away Liu Pai's space magic weapon, Luo Chen didn't look at it, and it also fell on Saifeng's back.

With a long hiss, Saifeng flapped its wings and flew in the direction of the snow mulberry forest......

......

Deep in the snow mulberry forest, outside the silk reeling workshop, in the courtyard.

Chu Ruxuan's body was already cold, lying quietly in the small courtyard, her beautiful face was still there, and her expression was extremely quiet, as if she was just asleep.

The blood on his body was covered in snow, and the wounds were hidden under the snow, as if all the squalor and ugliness had never happened.

Liu Yuxi and Xue Nu looked at the stunning woman, and there was deep sadness in their eyes.

The heartache and reluctance of her dying can only be truly understood by them.

Luo Chen was silent, and between the swings of the spear, there was already a deep tomb on the ground.

With a flick of her big hand, the woman's body fell into the tomb, still looking peaceful and calm.

"Pathetic. Liu Yuxi sighed lightly.

Xue Nu's little face tightened, and when she walked to the tomb, she sprinkled the loess on Chu Ruxuan's body.

Soon Chu Ruxuan's body was already hidden under the loess, and the loess was gradually level with the ground, Luo Chen waved his hand again, and there was no trace on the ground, as if this tomb did not exist at all.

"It's dead, let her be quiet. Luo Chen said.

Xue Nu nodded slightly, and with a slight wave of his small hand, a huge head landed on the snow.

This small courtyard is where Liu Pai and Chu Ruxuan live alone, and no one usually comes, and when someone finds out about what happened here, it should be a long time later.

"After all, they have the identity of Yemen's disciples, and Ye Ye should still be informed of this matter. Luo Chen said softly.

Liu Yuxi nodded lightly: "After we return to Sichuanzhou, it's not too late to tell him." ”

Luo Chen stopped talking and gently patted Saifeng's head.

The wind soared into the sky again, flying into the distance.

......

Tens of thousands of miles is really nothing for Psiphon.

Not long after, Luo Chen and the others suddenly felt that the spiritual power of heaven and earth had suddenly become incomparably thinner, as if there was an invisible wall blocking both sides, and in the snow field below, the number of villages had gradually decreased, and Luo Chen knew that they had reached the Northern Wilderness.

This area, with a radius of only tens of thousands of miles, is a headland where the continent extends into the endless ice ocean, and the area is slightly larger than that south of Tiannan, but it cannot be compared with the entire Southern Wilderness.

The Northern Wilderness and the Southern Wilderness, the concentration of spiritual power in heaven and earth is comparable, but the climate of the Southern Wilderness is relatively warm and suitable for farming, so although there are not many strong people, the population is still quite large, and the climate of the Northern Wilderness is extremely cold, although there are also a large number of cold-tolerant plants growing, but they cannot grow crops, the people here are all living on gathering and hunting, and the population density is naturally far inferior to the Southern Wilderness.

However, unlike the Southern Wilderness, there are still a lot of small Yuanshi veins in the Northern Wilderness, so there are also a lot of local cultivation forces, there are also a few second-level sects, and there are even more first-level sects that are vassals.

Of course, such an existence no longer poses any threat to the current Luo Chen, and these local cultivators naturally can't discover the flying wind in the sky.

On top of a snowy field, the wind fell.

Luo Chen looked at a small town not far away and knew that this was the place where the Holy Elder said that he would hide his wealth.

Patted Sai Feng's head casually, Sai Feng hissed, and took off, its strength is also extremely strong, ordinary sixth-level martial artists are not its opponents, and it is even more innate to suppress the desolate beast, so Luo Chen doesn't have to worry about its safety.

......

Qingyun Town is an ordinary town under the rule of Hanfengmen, and the population of the entire town is only a few thousand, which is inconspicuous among the small towns in this area.

However, there is a constant stream of people coming and going to the town, especially in winter.

The winter in the Northern Wastelands is extremely long, and now it has just entered winter on the mainland, while the Northern Wastelands has entered winter for several months.

Therefore, today's Qingyun Town is also extremely lively.

The reason for the excitement is that outside the town, there is a big lake, the water of the big lake is not frozen all the year round, and even the slightest heat comes out in winter, a small fish produced in the lake is called whitebait, about half an inch long, almost transparent, the meat is extremely delicious, the reputation is very loud within a radius of thousands of miles, most of the people who come and go to the town are rich diners from all over the Northern Wilderness, and the livelihood of the townspeople is mostly dependent on this big lake, and depends on the special products in this big lake.

Not only that, there are dozens of public ancient wells in the town, there are hot water all year round, if there is nothing in the summer, on this day of the cold winter, the attraction of people can be imagined, many rich people will choose to live here in winter, buy a house close to the ancient well, drain hot water from it for heating, and have a meal of whitebait in the wind and snow, it is also a great pleasure.

It's quite easy to live in Qingyun Town, as long as you pay the taxes of Hanfengmen on time, you can spend a year peacefully, and Hanfengmen is not harsh, they have a few small mineral veins, and the collection of taxes is completely symbolic, just to declare their governing power, so the lives of the townspeople are quite rich.

On the side of an ancient well, the heat is steaming, it is said to be an ancient well, in fact, the wellhead is several zhang, it can be said to be a pond, but the water surface is extremely deep, and only the steaming heat can be seen on the ground.

Within a radius of 100 zhang from the ancient well, the leaves of the big trees are still extremely green, and even a lot of young leaves have been born.

An old man with a wrinkled face walked to the well, put a wooden barrel with a rope into the water, and after a few moments pulled the barrel up, and there was already a wooden barrel beside him, filled with hot water.

The old man picked up the flat pole, picked up two wooden barrels, and walked to a remote alley, looking at the old man's trembling appearance, Luo Chen secretly felt lucky, fortunately he came in time, if he came a few years later, this old man might die, so where is the wealth of the Shadow Temple, I'm afraid no one can know.

What the Holy Elder told Luo Chen was that only this old man knew the location of the Shadow Temple's wealth, and only he could take out the Shadow Temple's wealth, even the Holy Elder himself didn't know where the wealth was hidden.

Obviously, the old man has absolute trust in his childhood friend, although one of them is a powerful killer king, and the other is just a townsfolk of the town.

Qingyun Town is an ordinary town, but it is not ordinary, more than a hundred years ago, the Holy Elder was born here.

However, the old man said that this was not his hometown, but this ordinary old man, according to the old man's words, was his "little hair", and he was an absolutely trustworthy brother.

Without the Holy Elder, with the strength of this old man, he should not have lived for so long, and it is obvious that the Holy Elder has spent a lot of resources on his brother.

And the old man obviously has the trust of the Holy Elder, and it is also extremely difficult to live alone in one place for more than a hundred years for the sake of a promise.

Seeing the old man trembling into the alley, Luo Chen said in a low voice: "You guys are waiting for me here, if there are too many people, I'm afraid of scaring this old man." ”

The two girls both nodded and stayed at the entrance of the alley, while Luo Chen waited for a moment and walked into the alley.

The old man's residence is a very simple courtyard, with bamboo fences and firewood doors, and there are several huts, although they are extremely simple, they are extremely clean.

A moment after carrying the well water into the room, the old man walked out of the hut tremblingly, still carrying two large buckets.

Through the gap in the chai door, Luo Chen saw the old man come out, and gently knocked on the chai door a few times, three long and two short, very rhythmic.

After the firewood door, the old man was slightly stunned, and after a moment of silence, he gently put down the wooden barrel and the flat pole, staggered over, and opened the firewood door a small crack.

"Housheng, who are you looking for? The old man looked at Luo Chen, and a hint of vigilance appeared in his cloudy eyes.

"Zhuang Weng, I am a disciple of Zhuang Mengdie, and Master asked me to retrieve some things. Luo Chen said in a respectful whisper.

He also just learned that the original master's real name was neither Zhuang Mengyi nor Zhuang Menghui, but Zhuang Mengdie, when the master was born in a family surnamed Zhuang in Qingyun Town, this old man and the master are of the same clan, and they are childhood playmates, and the two have always had a very good relationship.

After listening to Luo Chen's words, Zhuang Weng lowered his voice and said softly: "The Heavenly King covers the Earth Tiger." ”

"The river demon of Pagoda Town. Luo Chen replied.

"Blushing what. Zhuang Weng asked again, his tone rather strange.

"Refreshed. Luo Chen also replied in an extremely strange tone.

"Why is it yellow again. ”

"Anti-cold applied wax. ”

Luo Chen didn't understand what these incisions meant at all, but they were just orders from his master, and he just did them.

Zhuang Weng nodded, sighed lightly, and the old man's voice was extremely calm: "You are here, I think my brother is dead." ”

Luo Chen was silent, not knowing how to answer.

According to the agreement between the Holy Elder and Zhuang Weng, if someone comes to pick up these things and he himself does not come, it means that he is no longer there, and the Holy Elder is now only in a state of soul, in fact, it can also be said that he is dead, and the old man's words are not wrong.

"Brother, after all, you took the first step, I am a wasted person, I have lived longer than you, after so many years, I have lived enough. ”

Zhuang Weng said, slowly pulling down a wooden hairpin on his head, and his snow-white hair suddenly fell on his shoulders.

"Here's what you want, take it. Zhuang Weng said and handed the wooden hairpin to Luo Chen.

Luo Chen bowed and took the hairpin.

"Let's go. Zhuang Weng said calmly.

"Yes, Senpai. Luo Chen nodded, held the wooden hairpin in his palm, and walked out of the small courtyard.

Suddenly, Luo Chen's face changed slightly, and he turned his head suddenly, but saw the old man sitting on the ground dejectedly, looking peaceful, and he was no longer breathing.

It turned out that the old man had reached the point where he had run out of oil and dried up, if it weren't for a promise, he would have died a long time ago, but now that his heart is over, and he knows that his old friend is dead, he has no obstacles in his heart, and he has gone back.

Luo Chen pushed open the firewood door, looked at the old man's peaceful expression, and after a moment of silence, he sighed softly.

Communicating with the golden conch, Luo Chen shouted, "Master, master." ”

"Stinky boy, what's the matter, didn't I tell you, after leaving Sichuanzhou, don't bother me if you don't have anything, you want to kill me. The Holy Elder said exasperatedly.

"Master, we are in Qingyun Town now......" Luo Chen said in a low voice.

The holy elder's eyes flashed, and his perception ability was released, and when he saw the white-haired old man sitting on the ground, his face suddenly changed, showing a deep sadness.

"Master, that's ......" Luo Chen told the Holy Elder what had just happened.

The saint was silent, and after a long time, he smiled bitterly.

"My brother is just the third level of the inner boxing, I haven't been here for thirty years, it is not easy for him to support it until now, this can be regarded as a joy and mourning, there is nothing to be sad about, hehe, Luo Chen, bury him well." ”

The saint elder said slowly, with a deep sadness in the depths of his eyes.

"Yes, Master. Luo Chen nodded.

"People cherish their own history, just like birds cherish their feathers, you have returned, who can know the events of the year, hehe......"

With an incomparably desolate smile, the Saint Elder said in a deep voice: "Boy, I want to be quiet, there is nothing necessary, don't disturb me anymore." ”

"Got it, Master. ”

Inside the golden snail, the holy elder slowly closed his eyes, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

Luo Chen knew that the master's mood at this time was by no means comfortable, and anyone would feel uncomfortable watching his old friend die in front of him, so he also directly closed the golden conch again, cutting off the contact between the holy elder and the outside world.

Qingyun Town is the hometown of the Holy Elder, the master of the year must have a lot of memories here, but the years can wipe out everything, in such a town where even the martial artist does not have, in the past two hundred years, everything has long been a matter of people, with the passing of the last old man, everything has finally disappeared.

"What kind of strong man, in the face of the years, is so powerless. Looking at the mournful master in the golden snail, Luo Chen said in his heart, "Even if it is a god-level powerhouse in the ancient period, it is not a meteor that has fallen like a meteor, even if it is a peerless powerhouse who has reached the 'Heaven and Earth from the Heart, and the Void Creation', such as the Holy Lord, such as the master of the will in the remnants of the White Light Gate, this sentence is really good." ”

(End of chapter)