I don't feel the time when I am young, and the autumn wind sends away the rest of the year. This year, the autumn of Xiyue Mountain came exceptionally early, the fallen leaves were flying, and the red makeup was all over the ground, which brought rare joy to the children, but also brought growth. From those increasingly hunched backs, we found the unbearable time.

Outside the house, the two children were dressed in cotton clothes, reluctantly embracing each other, and then waved goodbye, leaving the person free and easy, "Su Yu, goodbye." The rest was in a trance, "Goodbye, Aoin." ”

Inside the house, two old men greeted each other, "Haha, brother, your chess skills have declined." The former said.

The latter waved his hand and smiled, without the slightest awareness of losing.

"Brother, I know your temperament, but you can't rush this chess game. "The former sits upright, and one son falls, and there is no possibility of turning the tables.

The latter stroked his beard lightly, his eyes full of triumph, as if he appreciated that he had lost too much. "Brother, my brother's heart is happy now. He laughed, how can winning or losing a game of chess affect his current mood.

The former said clearly: "Hehe, I guess it's not that I'm happy because I lost my chess, it's that kid." ”

When the latter heard this, the corners of his mouth grinned, and his old face was like a flower, "Haha, my brother can still see that you and I have been together for more than ten years, and nothing can escape your eyes." ”

The former smiled lightly, "Ao Yin, that kid is good, he is dedicated to practicing martial arts, and my brother is so happy, he must have been favored by Nansen Sect." ”

"Hehe, I wanted that kid to go out to practice and go to the city to do some errands, but since that kid has this talent and that chivalrous heart, he is fortunate to be favored by the head of Nansen Sect and accepted as a disciple, so I can only let go."

The former smiled, "Martial arts are dangerous, this kid should be more careful when he leaves home." ”

When the latter heard this, he finally showed a trace of reluctance, but his face was certain, "Nansen is in charge, he has always been benevolent and righteous, Nansen is a famous faction in the rivers and lakes, and his pride is not small, and being accepted as a disciple is also a blessing that others can't ask for, don't worry, brother, come, let's have another plate." ”

"I can't ask for it"......

The autumn wind rises, and the aftermath lingers, taking away the fallen leaves.

The sound of "ding dong" sounded, the lake rippled, and another autumn rain, solemn and quiet.

The old man is accustomed to parting, coming freely and indifferently. It's just that the back is bowing more and more.

Su Yu was silent, tears were clear, in grief, a pair of palms stroked his shoulders, looking back, the old man stood silently, and could no longer hide his tears, two tear lines across his cheeks, straight to his chin.

"Grandpa, I miss my father. The young man choked up, and the old man looked at the rain and was speechless.

Eventually, the door was closed, "Child, let's take medicine."

This autumn rain is extraordinarily prolonged, dripping, and lasts for several days, and there is still no sign of stopping.

Inside the house, Su Yu sat quietly on his small bench, holding his chin, watching his grandfather stand with his hands in his hands, standing by the door, like him, he also saw a little unusual.

In the past few days, grandpa's body has unconsciously become a little more faintly dignified, and the originally slightly curved back seems to have become more and more majestic.

And ever since the rain fell, he had always felt a daunting atmosphere hanging over the house, strange and heavy.

He had been trying to get out of the house and go to the mountains to find Erhuang, but unfortunately the continuous rain blocked his way.

His eyes were hazy, his body became cold unconsciously, and just when he was trembling slightly, a soft call, as if the clouds were clear, drove away the chill in his body, and made his gaze clear again, ahead, the old man squatted down, his face was serene, and he patted his shoulder gently, there was a kind of encouragement, like a kind of strength, and because his body brought him a sense of greatness.

"Grandpa!" Su Yu exclaimed softly, his voice frightened, his body trembled, but there was a trace of calm in his eyes.

His gaze looked directly out of the house through the old man, and two ghost-like figures stood quietly in the rain, wearing a cyan hat and a roll of green robes, and suddenly appeared in sight.

The rain around one person is swirling, like gathering several streams, flowing uncertainly, and the rushing and surging seems to attract all the rain around the person next to him, gathering as a source of strength.

There is a person next to him, his body is twisted, giving people a sense of disillusionment, and the rain is rolled up, like avoiding ghosts and gods.

The strange image brought Su Yu a trace of confusion and unknown fear, constantly sweeping through the young body.

"Child, don't be afraid!" the old man got up, blocked the two figures, and with a wave of his palm, the small hut was full of endless warmth.

Su Yu nodded, his eyes firm. But a trace of bad premonition slipped in my heart, and when I watched my grandfather walk out of the house, my confused mood surged again.

Outside the house, it was bleak, three figures were standing, and one pointed his finger to the wooden house where Su Yu was, "It turns out that you are hiding here." If you shouldn't save zài, let him disappear!" The tone changed from slow to urgent, the words fell, the water around him shook, the wind and rain reversed, and countless rains gathered above the head, turning into a wild waterfall, sweeping down the sky, and pouring directly into the sky.

"Temptation?" Du Yantian's cheeks were slightly lowered, and he snorted coldly, when the waterfall passed above him, his right hand turned into a palm to the sky, and the boundless power swept up, turning into a cyclone, with it as the center, into a strong hurricane, the water waterfall in the sky, suddenly stopped, between movement and stillness, trembling for several miles.

In Su Yu's eyes, the wooden house he was in was torn apart in a violent force, scattered into sawdust that was attracted by the hurricane and swept up, but at this moment, he was not affected at all, and the warmth of the room turned into a crystal barrier, like an inverted bowl to protect him in it.

On the other side of Xiyue Lake, he saw a scene that he will remember for a lifetime, several exclamations and screams sounded, the house was lifted, more than half of the bombardment collapsed, dozens of figures escaped, their faces panicked, looking at the place where the three people were, exposing the rain and showing even more panic.

The woman cried incessantly, and the man wailed. With the sound of wind and rain, it is particularly desolate in this rain.

"Ant generation, die!" seemed to feel the gaze of everyone, the comer's hat was lightly raised, his eyes were ruthless in the veil, and the monstrous momentum suddenly formed a circular ripple with him as the center of the circle, scattering in all directions.

Everywhere he passed, the rain was annihilated, "No!" Su Yu screamed miserably, and two lines of tears welled up in his eyes......

Owin's father ran out with a painful expression, turned his back to them, looked at his house, shed two lines of blood and tears, and let out a terrible wail, but his father did not come out.

In the ripples, he didn't have time to turn back before he disappeared with a mournful shout.

"Grandpa save him!" Su Yu collapsed to the ground.

After the ripples swept away, the houses on the other side were gone, and Su Yu looked at this picture in a daze, and the indescribable pain continued to invade the young heart.

"Hahaha. There was a merciless mockery in the midst of wild laughter, "When did the murderous people become so merciful?" Seeing a trace of pain in the old man's eyes, a man in green had joy in his eyes and flew up laughing.

"Is it for this waste?" he glanced at Su Yu in the enchantment, and sealed the seal in his hand, "Wait until I solve him for you, the water dragon will sing!

I saw the tide surging above Du Yantian's head, and the waterfall imprisoned by the hurricane actually emitted a dragon groan, Du Yantian's body was shocked, and blood was seen in his ears, and then a water dragon above his head was formed, the dragon's tail pointed to the sky, the dragon's head was raised, and the body swung, the hurricane shattered, and instantly pounced on Du Dutian.

"Wait for death!" Du Yantian's face turned cold, and the powerful power on his arm exploded and slashed away.

His figure was like a ghost, and when the palm blade fell, he instantly appeared on the side of the faucet, and after a muffled "bang", countless water splashes.

Du Yantian stepped out, and when the splash ended, the person had already appeared in front of the green-clothed man outside the enchantment where Su Yu was, and the distance was not less than three inches, and he shot mercilessly.

"Hundred Ghost Insect Tide!"

His eyebrows flickered, and countless black mist poured out, sweeping towards his side. "Ah" The man in green closest to the black fog let out a miserable snort first, and the figure was instantly submerged by the black fog.

Then the black mist stopped, turning into a black cloud and rushing towards another man in green who had not made a move.

Seeing this, the man raised his right hand, slapped the hat, and retreated, while stretching out a finger and a little eyebrows, "Dream Dao, no spirit realm!" The words fell, with himself as the center, a transparent barrier instantly came out, colliding with the black mist.

A strange scene appeared, and the black mist poured into the barrier without hindrance, but when it was close to the man in green, they fell one after another, spread a thick ground, and slowly wriggled, and if you looked closely, it was actually insects, extremely black, and there were strange patterns carved behind them, like grimaces.

The faces of the people in the barrier changed slightly when they saw this.

"Ghost worm!" An exclamation came from his side, and he saw that the man in green who was originally submerged in the black mist appeared in the enchantment, but his robe was torn, and there were several cracks on the hat.

With a wave of his palm, the barrier disappeared, and the other person also took off the hat and lifted the coat casually, with white hair and white clothes, which was particularly eye-catching.

Seeing these two people, Du Yantian snorted coldly, "The rain knows its fate, Dream Lingzun." ”

Meng Lingzun, who was dressed in white, looked solemnly at Du Dutian, and said solemnly: "It is worthy of being the city lord, and he has been separated for many years, and he still has such strength." ”

Although Yu Zhiming was a wolf, he still laughed, "The dignified city lord of Falling Heaven City has died in the sky, and he has been here silently for more than ten years, pretending to be an old man!

He glanced at Su Yu, crossed a trace of mockery, and then stretched out a hand and raised it in front of his eyes, watching a drop of rain slip from his eyes and said lightly: "Good rain, good season, with this autumn rain to bid you farewell, is the city lord satisfied?" As he spoke, the source power in his body flowed one after another, and it was already a very good move.

Seeing this, Meng Lingzun's body sank, and his palm shook to his side, only to see a silver-white spear appear out of thin air, the cold light of the gun flickered, and the body of the gun exuded a chilling chill. He said lightly to Du Yantian: "Today, I will learn with a dream and a cold spear." ”

When the words fell, Yu Zhiming beside him shouted, "The rain is evil, the rain is broken." Flying towards the sky, at the same time, the water flow around him drew a gust of wind and rain, making a banging sound, countless rains condensed and turned into ice, flooding with transparent light, cold and sharp, like countless lenses shattered, swept towards the sky, and his people were also wrapped in fragments, a hint of smirk, and the two cold ice in his hands were even more flashing.

Meng Lingzun's gun shadow flickered, and the tip of the spear had already dotted five times at a very fast speed, and at the same time, the heavens and the earth roared loudly, and a thunderbolt suddenly rose, "Dream, thunder dreams!" Meng Lingzun whispered, stepped lightly, and his body was like a phantom, and he disappeared into the rain.