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When a person falls asleep in a dream, nine times out of ten the dreams he dreams are fantasy things.

Now, Lan Lingmu actually fell asleep in a daze in a confusion of thoughts, and in his dream he experienced something he didn't want to experience again.

The city of Nuoda was razed to the ground with a wave of his hand. There were only three people left on the empty flat ground.

"Father, mother...... Brother!!" Lan Lingmu looked at the three people on the flat ground, and couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. How he missed his father's smile, his mother's embrace, and his brother's love, and just as he ran over, he found that his foot was inexplicably tripped.

With a "plop", he fell to the ground. There was still a trace of pain in the little face, and when I touched it, it was still a little sticky. He was actually injured, which made him a little unbelievable. He was already separated from the triple heaven, and he was injured after a fall.

This...... How is this possible?

Lan Lingmu looked at his hand, he found that his hand had become smaller, he looked at his body again, and found that it had changed back to eleven years ago.

This...... What's going on?

Just when Lan Lingmu was still in disbelief, a burst of laughter suddenly broke his thinking.

"Haha! haha!" The voice was rough, with a sense of domineering.

Hearing the sound, Lan Lingmu couldn't help but feel a kind of resentment in his heart, looked at the source of the sound, and found that the person who was laughing turned out to be the Demon Emperor Barbarian Dragon. Then, in Lan Lingmu's eyes, Father Lan suddenly rushed towards the Demon Emperor, wanting to stop the Demon Emperor, but was slapped back by the Demon Emperor.

"Father!"

Lan Lingmu wanted to shout, but found that he couldn't make a sound, and everyone present didn't seem to notice him.

"You guys are going to die! haha!" The Demon Emperor slapped his palm, a huge hand like a mountain, and fanned Lan Lingmu's parents and brother into ashes.

"No!" Lan Lingmu cried hysterically in his heart, but it was useless. When I close my eyes, tears still flow involuntarily through the corners of my eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in another place.

A simple hut with shelves for drying clothes and all kinds of dry goods in front of the hut, it looks like a farmhouse hut. Next to the hut is a four-corner pavilion made of straw, with tables and chairs in the middle, where the owner often drinks tea and chats and enjoys a leisurely time.

"This ...... This is ......" Lan Lingmu looked at everything in front of her, and had a feeling of déjà vu. He shifted his steps to investigate, but stumbled over something beneath his feet. When he saw what was under his feet, he found that it was a middle-aged man. The man's chest was bleeding constantly, dyeing the clothes on his chest ink, and he must have died.

And who did he know?

At this time, Lan Lingmu realized that he was holding a blood-stained sword in his hand, and the blood on the tip of the sword kept dripping. Seeing this, he remembered that he was on an assassination mission, and the requirement of the mission was to assassinate the man in front of him. Not long ago, he killed the middle-aged man at his feet by surprise in the manner of an assassin. It is also a middle-aged man's poor cultivation that can make Lan Lingmu kill with one blow.

"Daddy!!"

A heart-rending voice came, and Lan Lingmu, who was thinking, was taken aback, turned her head to look, and found that there was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl next to her. The girl's skin was wheat-colored, plain and coarse, and her hands covered her beautiful little face, looking scared. Then she didn't care whether Lan Lingmu was in danger or not, and rushed to the middle-aged man's side and knelt down.

"Daddy, Daddy!" the girl cried, and shook her hands gently on the shoulders of the middle-aged man, trying to wake up her father. However, where is the place where the man is bleeding? It is the location of the heart, how can he survive, not to mention that he was also shocked by Lan Lingmu's strong mana, shattering his internal organs.

"Daddy...... Daddy......" The girl shook a few times, and seeing that her father did not react, she fell on the chest of the middle-aged man and cried bitterly.

Lan Lingmu looked at the scene in front of him, and a trace of inexplicable sadness appeared from the depths of his soul, but he didn't care, and after completing the task, he took off.

"Bad guy, I'm going to kill you and avenge my father!" The girl scolded angrily as she looked at Lan Lingmu's flying figure, and then the sword flew and chased after Lan Lingmu. Obviously, the girl is the cultivation of the first introduction, is it possible to kill Lan Lingmu with the cultivation of the first introduction? But at this time, the girl is full of hatred, and she can't care about the difference in strength between herself and the other party, and chases after Lan Lingmu. Lan Lingmu turned around and stopped when he heard the sound.

"Take your life!" The girl shouted from afar, and when she got close to Lan Lingmu, she jumped and pounced on Lan Lingmu, and at the same time, the sword that was originally at the girl's feet flew into her hand, and she looked at Lan Lingmu with her grip.

"I can't help myself!" Lan Lingmu spit out a sentence lightly, and with a wave of his palm, an invisible force knocked the girl down and fell into the forest below. After that, he didn't care about the girl's life or death, and flew away again.

The girl got up from the bushes, looked at Lan Lingmu who was gradually moving away, and felt a huge sense of powerlessness in her heart, and the sadness of her father's death was also touched, and tears flowed out involuntarily.

"Someday...... One day, I will get it back a hundredfold, a thousandfold. The girl closed her eyes and cried loudly in the direction where Lan Lingmu was going.

"A hundredfold, a thousandfold ......" Lan Lingmu muttered to herself when she heard the girl's cry. Someone once said the same thing: "Today's shame will be repaid by my son Ling Mu in the future, tenfold, and hundredfold." ”

"Father!?" Lan Lingmu remembered what Lan's father had done before he committed suicide that day

The words he said were similar to what the girl said.

"What did you just say?"

An indifferent voice suddenly came, causing the crying girl to be startled and retreat. When she saw who it was, she couldn't help but take two steps back.

"You...... You ......" The girl looked at Lan Lingmu in front of her, she was resentful and scared in her heart, and she was suddenly speechless, and after a while, she had the courage to say, "I said, what I have suffered today, I will definitely get it back a hundredfold or a thousand times in the future!"

"Haha!" Lan Lingmu smiled, and laughed happily, as if he had heard a very funny joke.

"What are you laughing at...... Ugh!"

Before the girl could finish speaking, Lan Lingmu grabbed her neck with one hand, and the rest of the words were blocked in her throat.

"Do you think you will have a future?" Lan Lingmu lifted the girl up with one hand. The girl kept her feet off the ground, kept kicking, and punched and kicked Lan Lingmu. But no matter how she resisted, Lan Lingmu was still as immobile as Gu Song, and the strength on her neck became stronger and stronger.

"Uh......"

The girl's struggle is getting weaker and weaker, and her vision and consciousness are getting blurred and blurred, and finally ...... Nothing is lost.

"It's a pity, if you don't say that, you still have a future. Right now...... You have no future. Lan Lingmu threw the girl's body on the tree on the side, making a "bang" sound, and a few leaves shook off. The girl's body fell to the ground with another muffled thud. This is not over, Lan Lingmu quickly swung out a sword qi and cut off the girl's head. Years of experience have taught him that the best way to confirm death is to cut off the head, no matter who he is.

After doing all this, Lan Lingmu looked at the girl's corpse and was silent for a while, then rose into the air and flew away without looking back.

He used to have the same grudge as the girl, and he also thought about revenge in the future. However, she was not as lucky as Lan Lingmu, she died in the hands of Lan Lingmu.

At that moment, Lan Lingmu finally understood a truth - cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and never suffer from future troubles. Presumably, the Demon Emperor and others chased and killed themselves in order to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots. It's a pity that he hasn't pulled out this root so far, and it's still growing.

Lan Lingmu opened her eyes again and found that she had just had a dream. He slowly sat up from the bed, leaned against the wall, and looked at the only place in the room where there was light—the window.

The pale moonlight shone in through the window, creating a patch of light in the dimly lit room. The bleak evening breeze blows slowly from the window, stimulating the skin to cool slightly. The sky outside the window...... No, the circle has become dark, too.

Lan Lingmu got out of bed, walked to the window, and looked at the night market under the mountain. At this time, the night market has come to an end, and only one or two are left with the lights on, and I wonder if they forgot to turn off the lights when they fell asleep.

When she woke up in the middle of the night, Lan Lingmu felt sad in addition to a piece of loss.

Suddenly, two clusters of light, one black and one white, chased and swam through his meridians, doubling the size of his meridians. A feeling of pain was like a sudden rainstorm, and it instantly hit the whole body. The two light clusters not only expanded his meridians, but also accomplished unimaginable damage to his meridians.

He was taken aback and immediately meditated on the spot, clasped his hands together, mobilized the mana in his body, and guided the movements of the two light clusters.

It's really unbelievable, one second, there was still a trace of loss and sadness on his face, but the next second, he was already in pain and his face was hideous.

No one knows what it is that can make a murderous person feel so painful that he is so painful that he knows what he is all about.

The two light clusters, one black and one white, were still chasing and swimming in his meridians, and the faster they chased, as if two children were chasing and playing, and they were having a lot of fun. The white light cluster always follows the black light cluster, and occasionally in front of the black light cluster, and immediately chases the black light cluster in turn.

He didn't understand why the white light always followed the black light, but he knew that if the white light was in front of the black light, he would definitely die.

Where did these two light clusters come from and why did they appear on him?

Every time he thought of this, his scalp tingled and he trembled.

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