It was dark, and it was still in the afternoon, but it was frighteningly dark, and the clouds covered the sun, and then the rain poured down, and all the light was covered by the gray rain curtain, and all the sounds fell silent in the sound of the rain that fell to the ground. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The rain was very heavy and showed no signs of stopping, and there were some old and low houses around, and now many abandoned buildings have also collapsed in the torrential rain, and no one knows how many years they have existed.

Peng Hui's thin figure limped and swayed on the deserted street, or rather trembled, he only hugged himself with his two hands, lowered his head, let the rain lap on his body, his clothes were already soaked, but he didn't seem to feel it.

His face was so wet that he couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears, but his choked cry was so low that it was almost inaudible that revealed his mood at this time.

Extremely heavy, self-reproach and regret......

The rain seemed to have condensed into a solid state after falling on Peng Hui's body, becoming a burden, oppressing Peng Hui to walk slower and slower, and in the end, he couldn't hold on anymore and sat on the ground full of rain.

He didn't care about the coldness from the outside world anymore, or he was completely indifferent to these at this time, if you looked closely, his eyes were dull and confused, as if he had been staring at the raindrops dripping from his hair, and even the rain that slid from his forehead into his eyes couldn't make him even blink.

"Gone again, never to see again......" Peng Hui muttered, his words full of sadness.

"Had I killed my father, if I had opposed my father's hunting earlier, or persuaded him to go back after hunting the golden-horned leopard, how could this have happened!"

"I don't want my father to die, I don't want to repeat the mistakes of the past, I let my father die in the Tiandang Mountain Range, and I haven't lived in the barren mountain town without heart and ignorance, I want to save him, so I went with him, I want to reverse that future. ”

"I have seen that the past is changing, and it is different from what I have experienced, and it finally gives me hope, but God, why are you so cruel! Let me watch my father die in front of me, and I can't do anything!"

Peng Hui was sad, he kept wailing, although the mournful sound was drowned in the loud and non-stop rain, but the sadness in his heart did not disappear, did not follow the purification, was washed away, but stayed in his heart for a longer time.

Peng Hui only felt that his heart was blocked and panicked, and he couldn't breathe for a long time, and then slowly felt a little trance, and gradually he found that his left eye was already confused and couldn't see anything.

"Mother......" Peng Hui said blankly, at this time he was like a piece of walking corpse, pacing mechanically in the rain, passing through one street after another.

After turning the last corner, it stands to reason that the inn is already close at hand, but Peng Hui still didn't raise his head, his heart was weak, and he seemed to be in extreme pain.

But the strange thing is that it was raining so hard that people from other streets went back to their houses to hide from the rain, but there were quite a few people standing here and there with umbrellas, and they all looked at a nearby ruin.

"It's so miserable, an inn was directly destroyed. ”

"Alas, the owner of this family has a kind temperament, and the couple has a child, obviously a happy family, how could they have thought that they would be treated unfairly. ”

"It can only be said that that group of people is too barbaric, seeing that the shopkeeper is a woman, they are moved by lust, they will pick the day, Peng Su and his strong son are not there, otherwise how could this kind of tragedy happen!"

"It's a pity, Mrs. Peng is also very friendly and generous to her neighbors, and she also desperately resisted in the face of those bandit-like guys, and after killing one person by mistake, they brutally killed him, and burned down this inn. ”

"But isn't it, now that a rain has fallen, only a charred ruin remains, I don't know how angry Peng Su will be when he returns. ”

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The people who stood up on this street all pointed to the pile of ruins in front of them and discussed, and their words were full of regret and embarrassment, or they were also lamenting the injustice of the sky, and good people were not rewarded.

Although their words were full of sympathy, this was just a cliché to see the lively people pandering to the atmosphere, although they pity the family, it does not mean that they really dare to hate the thief who killed and set fire.

They were still very engaged in talking, but they didn't know that a short figure had already rushed into the ruins at this time.

"Mother!" Peng Hui cried, he kept rummaging through the rubble, and he didn't know where he got so much strength, he lifted several large pieces of broken walls in a row, even though his body was full of mud.

"That's Peng Su's son, alas, it's no wonder how such a young child can endure such a cruel situation. ”

"Yes, who would have thought that such a happy family would be ruined all at once, but why didn't you see Peng Su?"

"I shouldn't die in the Tiandang Mountains. I heard that today was their father and son going out to hunt, Peng Su did not come back, and only his son came back alone in the rain, it seems that something happened to him. ”

"It's really pitiful, such a young child, two of his closest relatives died in an afternoon's work, and they both died so miserably. ”

Everyone soon noticed the short figure who was crawling up the ruins in the rain and flipping bricks frantically, and they recognized it as Peng Hui at a glance, and immediately there was another hot conversation.

They were all just sighing, although their mouths were full of sympathy, but none of them stepped forward to help Peng Hui, not even the one who reminded him and held him back, but said these words in front of him.

The human heart is like this, and people always talk beautifully, but without any real action, they can only sigh at the tragedy, but they cannot prevent it from happening or minimize its subsequent damage.

The rain was still falling, getting heavier and heavier, and many people dispersed during this period, but Peng Hui was still trying to open the broken walls, regardless of the sludge on his body, and regardless of the blood caused by the cut skin in the hurried turning, his hair was soaked in rainwater, and it hung down, covering his eyes a lot.

Peng Hui's left eye seemed to be completely blind, and he could only see a gray patch of rain, and his current vision was supported by his right eye.

Different from the world before crossing over, his inn there is a family heirloom super magic weapon, a saint-level armor that has become a small world of its own, and the Venerable cannot break it without a holy weapon;

After a while, all the people around him left, and after feeling that there was nothing good to watch, they were full of eyes, and the people who had something to talk about were gone, leaving Peng Hui alone here.

"Mother!" Peng Hui lifted a broken wall larger than his body, and then immediately found an arm sticking out from under the rubble, and the special connection between relatives made Peng Hui recognize it as his mother's arm at a glance.

He began to dig down frantically, this strength was much greater than his usual, only to see the huge stones directly thrown away by him one after another, and finally Peng Hui grabbed the hand, but suddenly felt an unusually light.

"Whoa......

At this moment, only the rain was still falling, and all the movement in this area seemed to have suddenly stopped, and Peng Hui was also frozen there, motionless.

The rain fell even more, drenching Peng Hui, who was standing still, into a pillar of rain.

"Mother...... Nope. Peng Hui said bitterly, his left eye was already gray, and now the light in his right eye was gradually fading.

He was holding a severed arm in his hand, which he saw just now, but he didn't expect that it had been amputated after pulling it out, and there were still burnt marks at the joints that exposed the bones, obviously Peng Hui's mother's body was also burned in the previous fire after being killed, only this truncated arm was still there.

"Woo......" Peng Hui cried in a low voice, although his heart was as solid as a rock before he crossed back, but after two years of life, his emotions that were buried in the depths of his memory reappeared, he had lost his parents and he was constantly deliberately making himself forget those days, but after this time crossing, after two years of happy life with his parents, he began to rely on his parents from the heart again.

This is the support of the soul, he has always longed to be loved by his parents, and now the tragedy is repeated, everything for him has become empty, and looking back again, it is a continuation of the pain;

Before the crossing, although he knew that his father died in the Tiandang Mountains, after all, he had not personally experienced the bitterness of having to abandon his father, so he didn't have to blame himself so much.

His mother also died mentally after losing her father because of her frail health for many years, and she did not experience the kind of painful death here.

obviously asked him to go back to the past, so that he could relive his family relationship and let him change that ending, but under his intervention, his parents still could not escape death, and they died more painfully.

It was completely unhelpful, the pain in Peng Hui's heart was insolvable for himself, and now he had the urge to commit suicide.

It was already night, and the passage of time did not stop as Peng Hui rummaged through the ruins, and since the sky was already overcast, it did not seem to change much from afternoon to evening.

The rain was a little lighter, but it still didn't stop, and there was still no one on the street, only the old houses on both sides were not too brightly lit, but it was still warm here.

Peng Hui sat in the ruins with his mother's severed arm, with only a little intact stone wall to shield him from the wind and rain, but it didn't have much effect.

His right eye was still a little slitted and he was looking out, and after sitting for a while, he noticed that there was an extra pair of rain boots on the ground near him.

He slowly looked up, his left eye still unusable, but his right eye suddenly widened and looked at the man in front of him in disbelief.

A pair of rain boots, a coat, a hat and an oil umbrella, although it feels a little strange to open the oil umbrella and wear a hat at the same time, but in general it is not strange for this person to wear a protective gear in this pouring rain.

And this person's appearance is also very ordinary, although he is still a little delicate, but he will definitely not attract too much attention.

"Is there no home to go back to?" the man in the rain stretched out a hand, took the oil umbrella away from his head, and hung it above Peng Hui to protect him from the rain, and he himself used the seemingly redundant hat to withstand the raindrops.

The familiar voice of concern, at this moment, Peng Hui was almost about to cry again.

He once opened the door to his cultivation and laid the foundation for him to become the strongest in his generation, helping himself unreservedly, but he still pretended to speak deeply at every turn, smiling and chatting with a wicked smile, a person he could not forget.

In this world, Yu Mo actually appeared here six or seven years in advance, and it was like fate to collide with Peng Hui again.

At this time, Yu Mo still looked delicate, he smiled at Peng Hui kindly, it was better than in the original world, this was a real sunny youth, not like the original fugitive who was burdened with hatred.

The two worlds are still a little different after all, and at this time, Yu Mo also stretched out his other hand in front of Peng Hui and smiled.

Peng Hui was in a trance, he hugged his mother's severed arm with one hand, and then stood up with Yu Mo's hand with the other hand, he was much shorter than Yu Mo at this time, and could only look up at him.

"Brother Yu Mo......" Peng Hui said with mixed emotions, but he didn't expect that it was Yu Mo who appeared in his desperate moment, bringing him hope.

"Hmm, how do you know my name, and how did I become your big brother?" Yu Mo looked surprised, of course, he looked a little fake when he showed it on his face.

Peng Hui lowered his head, although he was still extremely sad in his heart, but seeing that Yu Mo still reacted like this, his mood seemed to be a little better, at least he could speak normally.

"Look at this ruin, it looks like something unpleasant has happened to you," Yu Mo said after looking around, he noticed a severed arm in Yu Mo's arms, and saw his sad expression, and continued, "You know my name, then it doesn't hurt for me to be your eldest brother." ”

Yu Mo smiled, he is more sunny here, and when he shows this repeated smile, he unconsciously gives people a feeling as if he can solve anything, which can make people believe.

"Big brother ......," Peng Hui whispered, and then stared at Yu Mo and said, "My name is Peng Hui, and Big Brother may know me." ”

He was just joking, after all, it was only he who had crossed over, and they had only met for the first time in the rain desert here, although many years earlier than expected.

"Peng Hui, what a familiar name...... "Yu Mo held his chin and muttered, feeling déjà vu but unable to fully remember.

Peng Hui was stunned, could it be that this rain desert still carries a little memory over there?

"Peng Hui, right? Yu Mo looked down at Peng Hui again, he stared at it this time, very seriously, as if he wanted to see through him.

Then he took a deep breath and said slowly: "You are Peng Hui, but not Peng Hui here." ”

At this moment, time seemed to stop, and the last words Peng Hui heard were this, and then his consciousness was completely blurred, and he felt as if he had been rejected by this world before the Yuan Shen fell asleep.

"The cause of today will be the fruit of another. Yu Mo sighed, but Peng Hui couldn't hear it, and then he picked up the child in front of him who seemed to have lost his soul, and slowly disappeared into the rainy night. (To be continued)