Just like the countless episodes that appear in many books, there is a powerful power that can change the power of tragedy, and it is always late after the tragedy has happened.

So when Yi Dong and Yuwen Lianhua found that the situation was wrong, they immediately brought people over, and what they saw was naturally Lin Li, who was in a different place. His heart was like a knife, and Yi Dong, whose eyes were full of tears, knelt beside the corpse that stood in the forest, and held the head that had not yet been blinked to the side tightly in his arms.

How many times have you been born and fought bloody battles, and how many times have you been happy and vengeful to ask the sky, but at this time, the two have been separated by yin and yang. A tear slipped from the face of this man who had been crisscrossing the desert for many years and had never frowned for more than a thousand years, and dripped on the eyes of the tiger who was still unwilling to die.

Blood and tears finally converged, and this pair of people, who were accustomed to leaving hatred to others, finally realized the so-called blood feud when life and death were separated, what kind of unforgettable sting it had, and there was such a heaviness like Mount Tai's pressure, but they could not forget it, nor could they forget it;

Hatred is not something that everyone can afford to play!

Looking at the sand beam that was far away, Yi Dong held Lin Li's head and stood up straight, as if to prove to the desert men around him that he had become strong at this moment, only the tears in the corners of his eyes were still flowing with the sorrow in his heart......

The man doesn't flick when he has tears, but it's not when he is sad!

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There are always a lot of coincidences in the world, and the coincidences make you can't stop wanting to explore the cause, and in the end, most of them have no end, and you can only sigh in your heart about the impermanence of heaven, while continuing to think about how this can happen in your heart.

What made Yunchen feel that it was a coincidence that the place where they killed Lin Li was only five or six miles away from the place where Lin Li killed Yun Xue's father many years ago. Is this really providential?

Yunchen didn't have the heart to figure out the will of heaven, let alone the reason for the coincidence. Since many years ago, he didn't expect Providence to favor him, favoring him in small things and abusing him in big things, this is the will of Heaven in Yunchen's mind.

At this time, Yunchen was silently curled up in a sand depression on the side of the ancient road, like a wounded lone wolf, licking his wounds, and loneliness and loneliness returned to him.

But Yunchen had become accustomed to it, and even thought for a while that before his lofty and even somewhat arrogant ideals were realized, this was all he had for the rest of his life, including anything worse than that.

Many days ago, how long it was, he didn't remember. He is also a person huddled in a corner, quietly combing through the pain in his heart. Today, as he did many years ago, he cleans up the wounds on his body in the corner. It's just that the bleeding wound on the body is far less painful than before, the kind of pain that goes straight to the heart and lingers like a nightmare. Is it already familiar, or is it really numb?

Looking at Yun Xue who was kneeling and crying in the place where his parents died, Yun Chen suddenly felt a little sense of accomplishment, he felt that he had the ability to change the world, at least for now, he could change the world of the small number of people around him, if he wanted to have a greater impact and a wider scope, then he needed strength. Only strength can make more people look up to you.

Yun Xue was still kneeling there, shaking her body with her twitching shoulders, and the tears she had accumulated over the years seemed to be for the arrival of such a day today. The poignant and beautiful face is still cold, but it can't freeze the strings of hot tears!

"Father, have you seen it under the Nine Springs? Today, my daughter has fulfilled her long-cherished wish and is under the sword!" Yun Xue poured out in a low voice, euphemistic and desolate, but without a trace of excitement about revenge.

Looking at Yun Xue who was crying, there was a sudden jealousy in my heart, and then there was a burst of relief; jealousy that she could have tears to her heart's content, and the deep hatred and hatred were retribution, and he had never seen his biological father since he was born; it was gratifying that she finally didn't have to carry anything in the future, not to mention hatred, not to mention that hatred is not something that any woman can bear.

"In the future, she will definitely become the most beautiful woman and the happiest woman in the world!"

A whirlwind struck, waking up Yun Xue, who was crying, and with her searching eyes, in a corner under the sand beam, she finally found the figure, that... In the years to come, she will be concerned about the figure all the time.

Loneliness, decadence, and hesitation, hesitation about the uncertain future. Such a man gives Yun Xue an impulse to make a promise of life and death, maybe he will never give you a heart-wrenching oath in his life, nor will he have a tender and sweet Qingqing and me. However, what Yun Xue has decided will not change, and her persistence never needs to be doubted.

He who is attached to the sword must be the one who is attached to love.

Yun Xue knelt down again, and pressed her face against the sand sincerely, as if in this way, she could stick to her mother's arms, and find the warmth that had been passed away for many years, just like a little girl Nai was in her mother's arms, telling something embarrassing, or wanting to ask for something from her, or getting some kind of assurance.

This is not a strange scene in the eyes of others, it is naturally normal, but Yunchen, who has always been close-minded, doesn't think so....

Yun Xue got up suddenly, although her mood was still heavy, her whole body was much refreshed, it was a kind of lightness that could not be expressed in words. Quickly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and the sand on his face, and ran towards Yunchen, never wanting to turn back, not daring, but not wanting to. I don't want to do it with a kind of broken momentum.

Yun Xue, who was no longer unfamiliar with the wound, quickly tore off the corner of the skirt and carefully bandaged the wound that Yunchen had already medicated. The pair of red circles of water and autumn eyes were as pure as clear lotus out of the water, and in the depths of these clear eyes, the opposite emotion was still caught by Yunchen.

The remnant sun is like blood.

The sand and dust swept up by the whirlwind went straight to the blue sky, at this moment it was powerless, at this moment it was incomparably vicissitudes. The clouds in the sky seemed to laugh at its insignificance, glowing with a hint of orange!

The desert is lonely, and the long river is round.

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A lot of joy and a lot of sorrow, there is a cause and there must be an effect.

No matter how this world is interpreted, no matter how this spring and autumn is replaced, cause and effect, joy and sorrow, will always be connected, it is only a matter of time.

Yuwen Lianhua looked at the corpses standing in the tent, he thought that his tenacious nerves could not erase the long-standing sadness in his heart, "Uncle Lin has taught me since I was a child, a man in the desert should be self-respecting, happy and revenge, even if he dies on the battlefield, don't bow his head to the horse leather shroud; spilling his blood on this desert is the pride of every desert man!"

Seeing that the young master of Black Sand City finished speaking with a gloomy face, everyone in the tent did not dare to take a breath, and each of them knew that whenever this young master was the most gloomy and quiet, it was also the time when he was the most angry.

"Lin Yi", Yuwen Lianhua, who had been silent for a long time, finally made some kind of determination.

"Young Master!" The Chinese character with a spear in one hand came out of the crowd, kneeling towards Yuwen Lianhua on one knee, and staring at the young master of Black Sand City with red eyes.

"Have you looked closely, are there really only two of them?"

"The subordinates have been chasing after them for several miles, and it is indeed only the two of them!" Lin Yi replied unwillingly, and then tightened the spear in his hand. Lin Li is his father, the so-called "brother who fights the tiger, and goes into battle as a father and son soldier." "It's the same with horse thieves. After Lin Li's death, he naturally took over his father's gun, and he also took over this blood feud!

"Lin Yi, at this moment, you immediately lead four hundred men and horses to press the grain and grass and rush to Black Sand City, there must be no mistake!"

Even though Lin Yi was unwilling in his heart, when he saw Yuwen Lianhua's gloomy and somewhat scary face, he didn't dare to have other thoughts, so he could only kneel there without squeaking. Yuwen Lianhua then continued: "The rest of you, follow me and Uncle Yi to find those two damn thieves and avenge Uncle Lin!"

"Yes!"

The uniform voice was full of high fighting intent, as well as anger and humiliation.

Yi Dong stepped forward and helped Lin Yi, who was still kneeling on the ground, "I, a desert man, have never said that I have ever flinched from the battle, but this matter is related to the lives of tens of thousands of people in Heisha City, and I can only wronged you, you can rest assured, when we return to Heisha City, we will give you a satisfactory answer, now, immediately arrange for someone to leave immediately!" After speaking, he patted Lin Yi's broad shoulder.

Lin Yi got up and walked to his father's corpse, knelt down and kowtowed three times in a row, quietly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and beckoned everyone out of the tent.

When everyone walked away, Yuwen Lianhua looked at Yi Dong, who wanted to speak and stopped, and said: "Uncle Yi, I know what you are worried about, I am you and Uncle Lin watched grow up, although the name is the master and servant, in fact, it is the same as father and son, as the saying goes, 'father is sorrowful', this blood debt, no matter what, I will also ask them to get it back, I promise you, if you escape from the desert, we will stop for the time being, come to Fang Chang, since we know that they are disciples of the Yuncheng Sword Sect, they can run monks, but they can't run away from the temple!"

Hearing Yuwen Lianhua's calm face, Yi Dong couldn't help but feel happy, "Young Master, you have finally grown up!"