In front of him is a dense forest, but this dense forest is no longer the reckless and vast of the past, but has become desolate and deserted.

The ground was covered with withered yellow fallen leaves, lifeless, like decaying corpses.

Deep in the forest, under a big tree, there are nine high graves, the soil is still new, and they are just erected graves.

The autumn wind is sluggish, and the dust and sand on the ground fly up with the wind, and as soon as the wind stops, the dust and sand slowly fall back to the ground.

In front of the high tomb, there were three people standing, a white-haired young man, a white-haired old man, and a white-clothed girl.

Isn't human life just like this dust and sand, no matter how heroic you are and the scenery is infinite, in the end you can only turn into a handful of loess, undulating with the wind.

If this is the case, then isn't this life meaningless? No, it is not enough, experience, experience. When this experience is passed on as a memory, then the person is not in vain.

At this time, Tang Rui's mind was full of the past experiences, from the first time he and the Ghost-faced Nine Slaves fought to turning enemies into friends, each other's hearts changed from swords to intimacy, everything flashed in his mind, until the bloody scene was not over.

Looking at the mound of graves in front of him, he remembered that the person who was alive not long ago turned into a pile of loess in a blink of an eye, and he only felt a sense of desolation and sadness in his heart. But this grief seems to have an inexplicable power hidden in it, and the nine people who died seem to have injected power into his body at the same time.

"Tang Rui, it's not too early, let's go back. An old voice came to my ears.

Tang Rui came back to his senses and his eyes moved. He looked at the grave for a while, and finally nodded.

Only three loud roars were heard, and three people flew out of the dense forest. All of them were gloomy and went straight to the north.

Speeding all the way, he finally returned to the Chu family before sunset.

As soon as he arrived at the door of Chu's house, Tang Rui saw two twelve or thirteen-year-old teenagers waiting quietly at the door. Seeing the melancholy face of one of the teenagers, his face couldn't help but change.

"Brother Tang Rui. The other boy saw him first, shouted cheerfully, and ran over as he shouted.

"Fang Jing. Tang Rui looked at his smiling face. Forced to smile.

"Uncle Long, Sister Chu Yi. Fang Jing looked at the two people behind Tang Rui and called with a smile.

Long Zhan and Chu Yi heard the voice. A hint of warmth welled up in my heart.

At this moment, the young man who had been guarding the door heard someone coming back, and he was happy at first, but waited for him to see the person who had returned. There was a hint of loss in his eyes.

Tang Rui saw the change in his expression. I felt a cramping pain in my heart.

"I'm going to tell Uncle Huo and my sister that they're back. After Fang Jing finished speaking, he rushed away.

Tang Rui walked towards the gate step by step, each step was as heavy as carrying a thousand pounds of boulder.

Near, closer.

"Dick. Tang Rui finally walked up to the young man and called softly.

"Brother Tang Rui. Di Huang raised his head and said slowly.

Looking at his childish face, his eyes that were originally flexible like a fox were full of worry at this time. Tang Rui's heart ached again.

Seeing that Tang Rui's eyes were a little strange, Di Di seemed to have a premonition. He asked in a low voice, "Brother Tang Rui, what about my brother, why haven't they come back yet?"

"They, they still have some work to do, and it may be some time before they come back. Before Tang Rui could answer, someone suddenly said next to him.

Tang Rui was immediately stunned.

Long Zhan looked at Di Huang with a smile, and said, "Don't wait, if your brother knows that you have been waiting for him, he will have to worry." ”

"Really?" Dick's eyes, which had been darkened, finally filled with a hint of joy.

"Of course it's true, don't you believe what the old man said?" Long Zhan said as he looked at him with both eyes.

After looking at those eyes for a moment, Di Di finally believed it, his eyes returned to his former brilliance, and he smiled and said, "Thank you, uncle." ”

"Great. After saying that, he jumped and ran in with a smile.

"Uncle Long, ...... like this?" Tang Rui turned around, his eyes worried.

Long Zhan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he said slowly: "Until now, I can only hide it from him like this, otherwise I am afraid that he will not be able to bear it at a young age." ”

Tang Rui was silent, what Uncle Long said was right, but if he could hide it for a while, how could he hide it for a lifetime?

Seeing Tang Rui frowning, Chu Yi's eyes were also worried, and he was silent for a moment, and finally said, "Let's go in." ”

Entering the house, Tang Rui saw that the five masters of Flowing Fire, Tie Han, Qi Zun, Qi King, and Xuxuanzi had all returned, and his heart was a little relieved.

The five people saw that Long Zhan was not lightly injured, thanks to his deep foundation, he was fine, they were all shocked, and they were busy asking about Fang Cai, and when they heard Long Zhan talk about the ghost-faced man, the faces of the five people changed.

"You've met the Ghost-Faced Man too?" said Flowing Fire's gaze.

When Long Zhan heard this, he was also surprised, and when he asked, he realized that the five people had also met people wearing ghost masks. Fortunately, both good and evil did not know whether the comer was friend or foe, and they worked together to repel him, but the strength of that person was very strong, and both good and evil consumed a lot of energy, and if they fought again, they would only lose both, so they retreated.

Tie Han was silent for a while, his tiger eyes stared, he looked at Long Zhan, and said slowly: "We have all fought with the ghost-faced people, and we found that all the people who came are extraordinary, and their tricks are strange, that person can secretly attack you, and his skills are undoubtedly very good, and I don't know what the origin of these people is?"

"They are all members of the Ghost Sect. Tang Rui's eyes sank, and he said suddenly.

"Ghost Sect?" the six of them looked at him together, all of them wonderful.

Tang Rui said the news he heard from Sun You, but he only said that he learned it by chance, and did not mention the ghost-faced nine slaves. At the beginning, in order not to make extraneous branches, except for a few people such as Chunmu Tianren and Xue Ning, no one knew that Sun Youjiu was a ghost-faced nine slaves, and they didn't know about Flowing Fire and Iron Cold.

"Ghost Sect?" After hearing this, Ji Zun shrugged his eyebrows and said, "The old man has been in retreat for many days, but I don't know when this sect appeared?"

Flowing Fire said in a deep voice: "Have you heard of the Ghost-Faced Nine Slaves?"

The king's eyebrows moved slightly, and he said slowly: "I heard that the whereabouts of this ghost-faced nine slaves are erviant, and they are ruthless, and many people have been wiped out by him. As for the reason, I don't know. Speaking of the connection with the Ghost Sect, there is one point, that is, the nine people are also wearing ghost masks. ”

Xuxuanzi's eyes were like stars, and he said, "Old friend of Flowing Fire, could it be that this ghost-faced nine slaves are really related to the Ghost Sect?"

Liuhuo said with a worried face: "This is just the old man's speculation." The first thing is to have a large number of people who are loyal to the new sect, so the nine slaves of the ghost face will destroy those people, I am afraid that it is because they are unwilling to submit to this ghost sect, if this is the case, then the ghost sect is another evil sect, the three evils have made the nine major sects like a thorn in the back, and this rising mysterious sect does not know what storm will be set off. ”

After hearing this, everyone's eyes sank.

Tang Rui remembered that Brother Qu Ting was wiped out by the Nine Slaves of the Ghost Face, was it because he refused to submit to the Ghost Sect?

"Master, it seems that Yang Wei has already returned to the Ghost Sect. Long Zhan looked at the flowing fire and said in a low voice.

Hearing the word "Yang Wei", the flow of fire couldn't help but be shocked, and asked the reason. Long Zhan spoke of the ghost-faced man's words.

After hearing this, Liuhuo's eyes flashed with fire, and he sighed: "I didn't expect that the criminal to worship the evil sect." ”

Speaking of Yang Wei, Tang Rui suddenly remembered that Brother Qu Ting went to Chongmu City a few days ago to find Yang Wei and Yang Li to take revenge, and this thought immediately made him worry for a while.

After a long silence, Liuhuo finally calmed down and said slowly: "The Divine Soldier Conference is over, and when the injured disciple recovers from his injuries, he will return to the Tianhuo Gate." As for the matter of the Ghost Sect, we can only wait and see what happens. ”

Everyone was thoughtful and silent.

As night fell, the five masters gradually left, leaving only Long Zhan and Tang Rui in the room.

Tang Rui originally wanted to leave, but was stopped by Long Zhan, and when he looked back and saw Uncle Long's serious expression, he couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart.

Long Zhan slowly got up, shrugged his eyebrows and said, "Tang Rui, when the white sun was fighting with the broken root, what you performed was clearly the 'soul sucking technique' of the Soul Slaying Palace, how could you know the Yin Soul Technique?"

Tang Rui was stunned, only then did he know the reason why Uncle Long was angry, and he didn't hide it, talking about Tianshu and Shaoguang coming to Quicksand City that day.

"Soul Refining Dafa?" Long Zhan couldn't help but be shocked when he heard these four words, and said, "I heard that this is one of the secret scrolls of the Soul Killing Palace's Yin Soul Technique, which is extremely evil, have you cultivated the above technique?"

After listening to Uncle Long's words, Tang Rui said with a puzzled face: "Master of the Instrument King also said that the Yin Soul Technique is extremely evil, but I practice the techniques contained in it, but I don't feel uncomfortable, I only feel that these and the Yang Soul Technique are two diametrically opposed cultivation paths, and if they are unleashed, the power of the two techniques is comparable." After a pause, he added, "If I hadn't learned this spell, I'm afraid I would have died several times along the way." ”

Long Zhan pondered for a moment, his eyebrows slowly stretched, and said: "There is a saying that 'there is no good and evil in art, only the human heart is good and evil.'" 'Unexpectedly, this Yin Soul Technique has reached your hands, but it has become a great way to restrain the Soul Slayer Palace. ”

When Tang Rui heard this, his expression was also relaxed.

It was getting darker and darker outside the window, and Long Zhan said: "Since this is the case, there is no need to investigate this matter deeply, and it is not too early, you can go now, you should be tired of running around all day." ”

Tang Rui nodded, and was about to leave, when he suddenly remembered something, turned around and said, "Uncle Long, your injury ......"

Long Zhan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled: "Your elixir is quite effective, and it should be fine if you breathe for a while." ”

Tang Rui left with peace of mind.

When he went out, a gust of night wind suddenly hit, and the night wind was cool enough to invade his body, and Tang Rui realized that it was autumn.

"It's been over a year since I've been here. Raising his eyes and seeing the stars in the sky, he couldn't help but say to himself: "Parents, sister, Meng Yao, are you all okay?" There was silence all around, no one responded, only the autumn wind blew non-stop, rippling layer after layer of cold.

Standing still for a while, Tang Rui finally retracted his gaze, and his steps regained firmness, without pausing, until he walked to another courtyard before stopping.

Seeing that the lights in the courtyard were still on, for some reason, there was a trace of sadness in his eyes. After a moment's pause, he finally walked in slowly.

In the room, a lone lamp was lit, and in front of the bed, a young girl quietly guarded the person lying on the bed.

"Wow. ”

A knock on the door broke the dead silence in the room. But the girl seemed to be stunned, and did not even hear the knock at the door. (To be continued......)