Silently closing his eyes and sinking his mind into the sea of knowledge, Feng Lingce floated in the pitch-black space like that, emitting a milky white light. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Divine Punishment Seal was flowing with bright red colors, more vivid than any other time, and even shining with a bewitching light.

His mind was shaken, and Feng Lingce appeared in front of him, slowly opening it like a picture scroll, three quaint big characters, and those mysterious patterns behind it, as always.

In another room not far from Liu Zihong, the boss and the proprietress were lying on the bed, but they looked very tired and didn't do anything that everyone liked to see.

"Lao Cao, when do you say we can take revenge, so many years have passed, and the power of Yinyue Tower is getting bigger and bigger, where is there a little weak!" The gorgeous proprietress turned sideways and looked at the man beside her with beautiful eyes.

"Hey—" The man didn't speak, and sighed deeply, exhausted and weak.

Reaching out and pulling his hair, only pain could make him temporarily sober up from his sink.

The man's name is Cao Yunchao, he is a peak martial artist, he was once in the army of the broken marquis, and he also belongs to the elite category, brave in battle, brave and strategic, and deeply valued.

Twenty years ago, in the war, he was accidentally injured in the leg, gave up the treatment of being a retired general, returned to this town, and opened this inn.

Two years later, he met his wife in front of him, An Sanyu, the two fell in love at first sight, got married soon after, and gave birth to a lovely dragon and phoenix fetus a year later.

No one could have imagined that just a few years later, when the two children were only five years old, they were trampled to death on the street by a passing monk and a horse while playing in the town.

Seven children died at the same time, and now the parents of these seven children are gathered in this small town, waiting for a chance to take revenge.

Cao Yunchao and An Shanyu are both monks, and several other couples are not ordinary people, so they naturally broke out on the spot and asked each other to give an explanation.

So the two were quickly restrained, and then the remaining child was also killed alive in front of them.

By the time they came out of their coma, the enemy had disappeared, and from that time on, their lives had changed a lot.

More than ten years have passed, and the division-level monks of that year are now about to break through to the general level and reach the handsome level, but they must have risen with a powerful enemy, and there is still no hope of revenge.

"You said that these little dolls don't look like they can make a big mess of Yinyue Tower, and they don't seem to be as strong as that!" An Shanyu saw that her husband was uncomfortable, so she took the initiative to change the topic.

"There must be something in it that we don't understand, but it's certain that Yinyue Tower has suffered a big loss this time, otherwise it wouldn't have sent so many people, just to hunt down a few young people!" Cao Yunchao was very confident in his judgment.

Whenever the people of Yinyue Tower pass by here, there will be many people who can't sleep, just like the people of Cao Yunchao and his wife, there are not a few in the town.

Although there are occasional lone members of the Silver Moon Tower, they will join forces and quietly kill them, but compared to the pain they have endured, there is no doubt that it is not worth mentioning.

"No matter this time, I have to let them leave safely, and if I can make Yinyue Tower such an uncomfortable person, even if it is death, I will protect them!" Cao Yunchao said firmly.

"You used to be a soldier under the command of the Marquis of the Broken Army, maybe you can talk about it, so that when the opportunity comes in the future, these sons will give us a chance to take revenge!" An Shanyu lay on her husband's chest, and her tone was suddenly a little excited.

"Our enemy is Xie Wujin, within the scope of Zhao State, it is estimated that even if His Majesty the Emperor wants to trouble him, it will be a very difficult thing, and the Marquis of Po Jun does not have so much energy!" Cao Yunchao said the truth with difficulty, although he really couldn't bear to disappoint his wife, but this was the most real reality.

"I'm not talking about the Junhou, but their senior brother, a young man named Liu Zihong, the one who has already been here in our store once!" An Shanyu was not discouraged, and explained to her husband by the way.

"However, I haven't heard of this Nine Song Sect, but a long, long time ago, there was a Nine Song Academy, and I don't know if it matters!" Cao Yunchao frowned and meditated.

However, An Shanyu reacted quickly, and he also had some understanding of this Nine Song Academy: "No, the Nine Song Academy has disappeared for a long time, if there is a inheritance, where would Silver Moon Tower dare to trouble them!"

"Then you still ask him for help?" Cao Yunchao was a little incomprehensible.

"Think about it, he was able to retreat from Yinyue Tower at such a young age, and he also made Yinyue Tower suffer a big loss, there must be something behind it, this Nine Song Sect, even if it is not the inheritance of Nine Song Academy, the origin will definitely not be simple!" An Shanyu confidently analyzed.

Cao Yunchao also blinked his eyes, with a smile on his face, touching the still pretty face of An Shanyu after more than ten years, admitting that what his wife said made some sense.

The night became quieter and quieter, An Shanyu persuaded her husband, and her mind was much more comfortable, rubbed in his arms, and then found a comfortable position, and soon fell into a deep sleep, but her brows were still tight in her sleep.

But the man had no desire to sleep, and reached out to pat his wife's smooth back, his eyes looking at the roof, which burned with flame-like hatred.

That afternoon thirteen years ago was a nightmare he never wanted to remember in his life, but he could never escape it.

He gritted his teeth and touched under his pillow, pressing two small clothes, which were the clothes that his youngest son and daughter had once worn.

Whenever this happens, he thinks of his lovely little children, who seem to be lying beside him, lying on his broad chest and frolicking.

When the daughter is not sensible, she will pluck the chest hair on his chest, and the son will educate his sister at this time, Daddy will hurt, and then the daughter will coax him with a milky voice.

I don't know when, An Shanyu has opened his eyes, raised his head slightly, her husband's eyelids kept beating in the dark, tears flowed out of them, it was obvious that he was dreaming of the child again.

Not far from the town, a few lazy Qianli dogs finally came back to their senses and began to move their bodies, and someone took out a few sheets that Liu Zihong and others had slept on from the package and put them in front of several Qianli dogs.

There is no vanity under the fame, and the means of survival that the thousand miles dog relies on are decisively displayed at this time.

It was only a few minutes before and after, and they began to call in a certain direction, and sure enough, those people were hidden in the town, and the people who stayed behind immediately understood, and they admired the deputy landlord's foresight more and more.

"Call the people who left back immediately, surround this place, and no one is allowed to leave!" the deputy building master simply ordered.

In the sound of hulala, more than a dozen night owls rushed to the sky, with nasty screams, and flew in the direction where the people in front of them had left.