The night is getting darker.

The Wushan Gorge River under the reflection of the stars and the moon is even more enchanting.

Tang Qianxi looked at the outline of a long valley gradually showing in front of him, and on both sides there were twelve peaks of Wuxia with different heights and various postures, some of which were like golden dragons soaring into the sky, some were like lions raising their heads, and some were like phoenixes spreading their wings...... The dark mountains reflect the magnificent night sky.

As the Sea Falcon's continued to advance, Tang Qianxi's gaze was irresistibly directed to the front of the valley, where a slim and graceful Goddess Peak towered in the sky.

The main clouds on the peaks, the foot of the mountain is directly inserted into the river, even if it is Mount Tai, Huashan, Hengshan, Lushan, there is no such wonder.

Under the bright moonlight, the Goddess Peak flashed with a cloudy glow, as if guiding the direction of the Tang Sect's disciples going home.

The goddess listens to the waves.

The speed of the ship increased again, and the harbor was getting closer and closer.

The river breeze blows gently, the river is silent, and the harbor is surprisingly quiet.

Although the towering lighthouse is still bright, it is also very lonely at the moment. What's even more incredible is that as the Sea Falcon gradually approaches, there is no light whisper.

Tang Qianxi's eyesight was extraordinary, and his powerful divine sense sensed an unusual and strange atmosphere, his heart tightened suddenly, and his face suddenly became solemn.

There was a faint smell of blood in the night, which made people feel uneasy.

Tang Qianxi's gaze rose suddenly, focusing on the brightly lit Tangjiabao, his eyelids jumped quite frequently, and even a little abnormal, making him feel unconsciously uncomfortable, and he secretly thought uneasily: "Isn't there something wrong at home?"

Tang Xiaodao, who was standing behind him, seemed to be a shrewd person, and he also noticed the changes in the surrounding environment of Tangjiabao, and said solemnly: "Young master, ......"

Tang Qianxi exhaled heavily, tried his best to force himself to relax and calm down, and said in a deep voice: "Don't be dry, don't be nervous." Just ask the whole world, who dares to be the enemy of the Tang Sect?"

The battleship Seafalcon began to slow down and slowly entered the harbor and docked.

The situation is inappropriate, and it is not good.

Tang Qianxi and Tang Xiaodao's faces were extremely serious, and they even looked a little terrifying.

For a moment, the atmosphere on and off the No. 1 Seafalcon Battleship was extremely heavy.

When the young master of the Tang Sect returned home, no one came to answer him, which had never happened before.

There were a total of 100 Tang Gate sailors stationed in the harbor, all of whom were led by Tang Xiaodao, and most of them were inseparable from the battleship at any time.

In addition to the twenty people brought by Tang Xiaodao, there were more than eighty people left.

At this moment, how could they be silently as if they were all asleep?

The sound of breaking the sky sounded.

Tang Qianxi and Tang Xiaodao were so anxious that they couldn't wait for the Sea Falcon's battleship to completely dock, they couldn't wait to show their flying skills, crossing the gap between the shore and the battleship in a whimsical way.

Tang Xiaodao landed lightly on one of the Sea Falcon's battleships, and the ghostly figure scurried around to check.

Tang Qianxi floated down on the embankment and moved under the lighthouse, but he didn't see anyone come out to greet him, so he had to look at the slightly swaying Sea Falcon battleship in front of him expressionlessly, waiting for the results of Tang Xiaodao's investigation, and a sense of foreboding had already risen in his heart.

After a while, Tang Xiaodao's anger rushed straight to his brain, and he rushed from the No. 5 Seafalcon battleship to Tang Qianxi without any emotion, his face tightened, full of resentment and sadness, and said sadly: "They ...... They are all dead, they are put into a fantasy world, and they are quietly euthanized. ”

Tang Qianxi's body trembled violently, his eyes shot out a look of disbelief, his hands were clenched hard, and he roared angrily: "Who is it, who is it?"

Tang Xiaodao choked for a long time, his eyes shot a fierce cold light, and he gritted his teeth and said, "It must be...... Fire Wheel Cult. ”

Tang Qianxi was shocked, as if he realized that something was about to happen.

All indications indicate that this was a premeditated and planned large-scale secret siege and killing operation by the Fire Wheel Cult against the Tang Sect.

What's even more terrifying is that this is a surprise attack!

Operation Spring Thunder.

The two glanced at each other and secretly screamed at the same time.

Then he unfolded his body and ran towards Tangjiabao like lightning, and he couldn't wait to fly high.

The road from the riverside harbor to Tangjiabao is all stone steps one by one, and there are more than 1,000 steps for those who have good deeds.

If it is an ordinary person, it will definitely take a long time to complete. However, Tang Qianxi and Tang Xiaodao's three-breath kung fu had already reached halfway.

Climb the stairs and shrink the ground into inches.

Again and again, in a blink of an eye.

Climb to the top, enter the valley, and see Tangjiabao.

The nervous hearts of the two seemed to leap out of their throats.

Tangjiabao is located in a huge arc-shaped valley, built by the mountain, stretches according to the mountain, faces the Xiajiang River, backs to the Goddess Peak, stands in the natural danger, the outer city and the inner fort are set together, tall and majestic and magnificent. No one can imagine such a magical and wonderful castle on the top of the mountain.

Since the establishment of Shu Han and the continuation of the present, it has taken a lot of time and effort, and the wind and rain of hundreds of years have not changed its appearance in the slightest.

The outer city wall is as high as ten zhang, and it is an important area for the daily life, practice, and communication of hundreds of Tang family children. One slope and three cliffs, as long as the outer city gate located on the slope is guarded, it will be impregnable, and the enemy army has thousands of troops and horses, and there is nothing to be done about it.

This is something that no other castle can match.

At this time, it was shocking that the gates of the outer city were incredibly open.

Enter.

Dead silence and a mess.

Everywhere you can see the corpses of the children of the Tang Sect and the black-clothed assassins, and rivers of blood, regardless of men, women, children, enemies and races, all of which make people imagine the tragic situation of the two sides fighting at that time without difficulty.

There was not a single living mouth, and the atmosphere was extremely sad and heavy.

Bursts of hoarse roars, weeping pain, kept coming from the inner castle.

Their hearts sank violently, and they continued to rush forward with grief and indignation.

The inner fort of Tangmen is majestic and spacious, up to 30 zhang, all built by boulders, more solid than the outer city, the main building has the magnificent main hall, three pavilions, three places listening to the waves, each into a system, but closely connected, the interval structure, all the materials are excellent, the work is exquisite, it can be said that the core of the Tangmen is in this area.

The main hall rises from the ground, and it is the place where the master of the Tang Gate lives, entertains, and works.

The auxiliary halls on both sides are divided into three pavilions of armor, family business, and precepts, and they become a courtyard with another style, and they are divided into the main courtyard and the partial courtyard.

Behind the main hall, the tallest building made of Xuantie, the hidden mechanism, is the mysterious Tingtao Tower, which is divided into seven floors, which is the place where the Tang Gate worships the ancestors of the past dynasties, as well as treasures and displays all kinds of weapons, hidden weapons, armor and other rare works.

Enter the Inner Fort.

In the wide square in front of the main hall, a scene is shocking, only to see many children of the Tang Sect who survived kneeling on the ground, tightly surrounding the three corpses and crying sadly, mourning to the sky.

What a familiar face, what a tragic scene.

Endless sorrow!

Heaven and earth seemed to come to a halt in an instant.

Tang Qianxi looked up to the sky and screamed sadly, followed by a spasm, self-blame, remorse, and sadness hit him like a tide, and his original body seemed to collapse, representing the humiliation, frustration and extreme grief he suffered.

"Daddy!"

Tang Xiaodao screamed, like a mountain pressing his body, like a hammer hitting his chest, his legs involuntarily fell to his knees, and an uncontrollable sadness welled up in his heart.

The three heavyweight deceased were none other than Tang He, the master of the Tang Sect, Tang Zhen, the elder of the Discipline Pavilion, one of the three pavilions, and Pei Xingtian, the general of the intermittent who came to the door to marry.

Seeing each other again, it is already a parting of life and death.

Baiyun Canggou, the world is impermanent, and only the sentient beings who still have to live if they are suffering.

Tang Qianxi's eyes straightened and looked forward, but he couldn't see anything, and the grief that had accumulated in his heart exploded like a torrent, making him unable to reach in the torrent of despair.

He was a step too late and powerless to prevent the doom from happening.

"It's you, it's you who killed the master. You murderer!"

An old man suddenly appeared in the crowd, rushed in front of Tang Qianxi like a whirlwind, and shook him back several feet with an earth-shattering kick.

It was none other than the Elder of the Bingjia Pavilion, Tang Tai.

He is the youngest elder of the Three Pavilions, and he is also the elder with the most fiery temper, and his cultivation is second only to the master of the sect, and everyone likes to call him "Uncle Yu" on weekdays.

"Wow!", Tang Qianxi spurted out a mouthful of blood, and when he heard that he had killed his father, it was like five thunderbolts thundering on the top, only to hear his own heartbeat roaring like a war drum, and after a while, the whole person was fluttering, as if he had lost all his strength and was weak, and the world was spinning.

Tang Tai seemed to be scolding Tang Qianxi again, but the latter didn't know what the other party was talking about.

Tang Qianxi just felt that her heart hurt so much, her whole body was as uncomfortable as being pricked by a needle, and it was even more difficult to breathe. Then, as if he heard himself crying, it was as if the heavens and the earth were silent, and hatred poured silently from the depths of his heart, and was no longer under any control.

Tang Qianxi let out a sad roar, and suddenly looked up at the starry sky, his eyes were red, and he just wanted to kill.

The night sky, full of stars, is no longer brilliant, but more miserable.

Because several of the stars flashed almost at the same time, and then suddenly dimmed.

Star, life also.

The world is dead, and he returns to the sea of stars.