The day after Evil Wind lost his sight, Master returned with a strange youth. This young man, who is very strange to the evil wind, is the elder brother of the evil wind, the evil cloud.

Master came back like rain in time.

The Master passed on the second layer of the exercise to the evil wind and said to the evil wind, "As long as the second level of this exercise is successfully cultivated, the eyes will be able to regain their sight." ”

Because of these words, the cultivation of the evil wind became even more diligent.

As he practiced the exercises, his eyesight really slowly recovered, and when he noticed this situation, he became more motivated to cultivate.

Unbeknownst to Evil Wind, however, the color of his eyes slowly changed, turning a gray with the aura of death.

There is a pond in this huge courtyard, which is full of lotus flowers, and in early summer, red lotus blooms among the green lotus leaves, and the scenery is very beautiful.

There is a pavilion next to the lotus pond, and two figures, one tall and one short, sit side by side on a bench in the pavilion.

More than a year later, Evil Wind was already twelve years old, only half a head shorter than Sister Wei, and there were a pair of discordant gray eyes on her delicate and immature face.

"Sister Wei, my eyes have fully recovered. Evil Wind said to Sister Wei very happily, "What Master said is true, I have completed the second level of cultivation of the Soul Technique, and I have fully recovered. ”

"Really?!" She was happier than Evil Wind when she heard the news, and she hurriedly turned around and stared into his eyes, "Let me see." ”

She just stared at those eyes, feeling very uncomfortable, and after a while, he felt that his head was abnormally heavy, she suddenly realized that something was wrong, hurriedly turned her head, and asked, "Xiaofeng, your eyes?!"

"What's wrong with my eyes?" Evil Wind was puzzled and continued to stare at her face.

Even though Sister Wei turned her eyes, she felt that the discomfort in her head was more intense, getting heavier and heavier, and she glanced back and saw that the evil wind was looking at her eyes.

"Xiaofeng, don't look at me. Her tone was very weak, as if she had only one breath left.

Evil Wind felt that Sister Wei's tone was wrong, so he immediately withdrew his eyes and asked nervously, "Sister Wei, what's wrong with you?"

"I ......" she passed out before she could finish her sentence.

Evil Wind stretched out his hand and quickly picked up Sister Wei, turning into a ray of light and rushing to the next room, in the process, he didn't dare to look at Sister Wei anymore.

He didn't know what was wrong with his eyes, and he didn't understand why his eyes were hurting Sister Wei uncontrollably.

He put Sister Wei on the bed, and then found the senior brother and asked the senior brother to see what Sister Wei was doing.

The evil attachment entered the room, and just glanced at the bed, and it was clear that Sister Wei was in a coma caused by damage to her soul.

On the way over, the evil attachment knew that Sister Wei was caused by the eyes of the evil wind, and when he saw Sister Wei's situation, he was surprised in his heart, just by looking at it twice, it caused such a serious loss of soul.

"Her injuries are fine, just a few days off. Seeing the nervous look on the evil wind, the evil stubborn said softly.

"Senior brother, what's going on with my eyes?" Evil Wind heard that Sister Wei was fine, so he relieved himself and asked a little nervously.

"I don't know much about this, I don't feel anything special when you look at me!" said the evil stubborn also a little confused.

The evil wind groaned for a while, and there was no clue in his head, so he said: "Senior brother, Master explained when he left, saying that as long as I succeed in cultivating the second layer of "Soul Art", I will let you take me out to practice, and we will set off tomorrow!"

Evil Wind thought that he must wait until he was able to control these eyes.

Where could the evil spirit guess the evil wind's inner thoughts, he just felt that the evil style didn't seem to care very much about the life or death of the woman on the bed, so at this time he remembered the master's instructions when he was leaving.

The evil obacher smiled and patted the evil wind on the shoulder, and said, "Then set off tomorrow and stay in this place all day, I'm tired of it for a long time." ”

After agreeing on the time of departure, the evil spirit and the evil wind turned and left.

Evil Wind turned his gaze to her slightly pale face lying on the bed, but only for a moment before he averted his gaze abruptly.

Not looking at her, he turned to write a long letter, and placed it at the head of the bed with his eyes closed.

The two brothers went out early the next morning, and in the years that followed, their reputation grew.

After the evil wind went out, those eyes killed the first wave of mortals he met, and he was a little panicked when he killed for the first time, but under the evil insistence on instilling other people's lowly thoughts, he gradually didn't feel anything.

However, Evil Wind did not expect that his eyes were gradually out of control, and more and more people died under those eyes, some of them deserved it, and some of them suffered unjustified disasters.

For another two years, the evil wind was completely devoured by those eyes, and after absorbing the souls of tens of thousands of cultivators, the powerful soul made him fall into a deep stupor.

When he woke up, he found that Master was by his side, and at that time he didn't know that his eyes had been devoured, and he didn't know anything about the tens of thousands of people who had died under those eyes.

"Master, what's wrong with my eyes?" Evil Wind saw the Master he hadn't seen for several years, and hurriedly threw out this question that had been bothering him for a long time, he was worried that the Master would be gone.

Master passed on the third layer of his "Soul Art", "If you successfully cultivate the third layer, you will be able to control your eyes, and I can tell you that your eyes are different from ordinary eyes, and you need to discover the power contained in these eyes yourself." ”

The master still stayed for a short time like the dew of the morning, and then left with the senior brother.

In the following days, Evil Wind cultivated even harder, because he wanted to go home and see his sisters, especially Sister Wei.

This year, when Evil Wind was sixteen years old, he successfully cultivated the third layer of "Soul Art", and he was able to easily control the use of those eyes, and the situation of backlash never appeared again.

Evil Wind is very happy, he can finally control his eyes, he can finally go back and see Sister Wei who he hasn't seen for four years, I don't know how Sister Wei is doing now?

As the saying goes, the hometown is more timid, he said goodbye to the evil in the morning and returned to this familiar mansion a day early, but when he was about to go back, the excitement in his heart was difficult to calm down, and his steps couldn't help but slow down.

Suddenly, his face instantly froze, and he asked a smell of blood.

He turned into a shadow of light and headed for the gate ahead.

Boom!

The gate was reduced to debris and swept in all directions, and Evil Wind stood in the doorway, seeing the blood in the courtyard.

Dozens of courtyards were lying all over the house, and there was a sword mark on the neck, which was obviously fatal with a sword from a master.

When Evil Wind saw the cause of death of these people, his heart instantly cooled, the strength of the person who came was unfathomable, if he really came to take revenge on him, it is estimated that Sister Wei and the others would also ......

Thinking of this, Evil Wind quickened his pace and entered the inner courtyard.

He was the first to see the sister who usually helped him get dressed collapsed in a pool of blood.

He took a very difficult step, and saw that the sister who usually helped him make tea and his smile also fell in a pool of blood.

He swallowed dryly, took a few more steps, and found his very modest sister, who had helped him cook, lying in a pool of blood.

......

Everyone died, Sister Wei also died, she died in bed, covered in **, and there were red palm prints on her snow-white buttocks.

Seeing this scene, Evil Wind's gray eyes finally couldn't help but shed a string of tears.

He stepped forward to clean up the remaining filth from Sister Wei's body, and then found a new set of clothes and helped her put them on.

Then lay her flat on the bed.

He sat next to him, gray eyes looking at her face, which still had a painful look.

"I didn't expect the last thing you said to me was to tell me to stop looking at you. Evil Wind looked at the face for a while, and muttered something in a tone full of self-deprecation.

Immediately, a murderous aura emanated from the evil wind, and he said to her, "No matter who it is, I will definitely help you take revenge!"

After Evil Wind finished speaking, he took out a sharp dagger and cut a half-foot wound directly on the palm of his left hand.

Blood flowed out of the wound, but Evil Wind had no expression on his face, and his heart was so painful that he was numb, how could he feel this small injury on his flesh.

Drops of blood flowed from the wound, and he put his palms together and then twisted slightly, blood staining both of his palms, and then he formed a handprint.

The mudra grew faster and faster, and his eyes slowly closed.

At that moment, his index fingers pressed together and pointed upwards suddenly, his eyes suddenly opened, and scenes of the past slowly emerged in his eyes.

It was one of the abilities he had unearthed in his eyes, the ability to see what had happened a day earlier.

However, exerting this ability to defy the sky has a certain backlash against him.

He was holding the seal, his gray eyes seemingly staring at the air in front of him.

After half a ring, he slowly put away his handprints, his hands clenched into fists, his nails tightly embedded in the flesh of his palms.

Burst~

Without warning, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and a little bit of blood splattered onto Sister Wei's face who was lying beside him.

"Evil Yun!" he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and coldly squeezed out two words, full of murderous awe, like a murderous demon who had come out of hell.

He raised his hand to wipe the blood off her face, and looked at her in a daze, as if he wanted to remember her appearance forever.

When the evil spirit came back, he saw such a scene, and he persuaded the evil wind a few words, but found that the evil wind was still stunned as if he couldn't hear his words.

The evil stubbornness sighed softly and lit a fire in the courtyard where the evil wind grew up.

The sisters who grew up with Evil Wind were reduced to ashes like this, and what Evil Wind didn't know at this time was that his eyes changed slightly again when he coldly spat out the word Evil Yun.