Cries of regret and bitterness accompanied the rainstorm.

The raindrops passed through Murong Lan's body protection qi shield, wetting the clothes on her body, and the tears on her face slid down with the cold raindrops.

At this moment, quiet, not ordinary quiet, lightning and thunder are full of deep sorrow.

I saw Murong Lan striding forward to catch Li Xun who was about to arrive.

It was rain or tears, dripping on Li Xun's pale face.

A bright red erupted from Li Xun's mouth, looking at Murong Lan's familiar and unfamiliar face, Li Xun's pale face was full of smiles.

"I owe you what I owe, and I owe it to anyone from now on. ”

"No, no, you can't pay it back, you can't pay it back, you have waited for Xue Yanran for half a lifetime, and I also want you to wait for me for the rest of my life, no. ”

A word of not saying a word made Murong Lan completely understand his heart.

Looking at Li Xun, whose vitality was gradually disappearing in front of her, she cried, she was in pain, and she regretted it.

"I've lost two people in my life, I made up for her with my life, and I repaid you with my death, I'm sorry. ”

The voice fell, and the life was lost.

With the fall of the arm, a trace of life fell into the earth with the torrential rain.

"Ahh ”

Murong Lan's long howl was filled with infinite sorrow.

Gently placing Li Xun's body on the ground, the expression on Murong Lan's face changed instantly.

"You bury him here, and the tombstone will write the tomb of the deceased husband Li Xun. ”

Murong Lan's words were full of majesty, making the black-clothed man of Tianyuan Sect unwilling to hesitate in the slightest.

Right now.

"Brother Li, what's wrong with you?"

At this time, the drunken Fu Yuan finally woke up, but what he saw when he came out was the stumps and broken arms all over the ground and Li Xun's cold corpse.

"You are not allowed to touch him. ”

At the moment when Fu Yuan was about to touch Li Xun, he saw Murong Lan regain his sword finger, and the sword light passed by.

His eyes were full of shock, Fu Yuan fell, and fell beside Li Xun.

Murong Lan watched the man in black digging Li Xun's grave, and every piece of soil was dug out like a knife cutting his heart.

Soon after, Li Xun's tombstone was erected in the center of the courtyard.

The man in black said respectfully to Murong Lan, "Elder, okay, let's go?"

Murong Lan's footsteps were heavy towards the tombstone, as if her body was full of thousands of catties of boulders, and every step was full of heaviness and sorrow.

Gently stroking the cold stone tablet, Murong Lan burst into tears.

This is sadness, regret, and strong reluctance and love.

"Don't worry, you won't be alone, I'll have someone come and accompany you. ”

Saying that, Murong Lan turned her head coldly, looked at the man in black and said coldly: "All the people who have seen me cry on this shijie are dead, and you will be the same." ”

The cold words were filled with a thick killing intent.

As soon as they heard Murong Lan's words, everyone's hearts were full of fear, and they quickly rushed to the door and fled.

However, how could their feet be faster than Murong Lan's sword.

The gap in cultivation across the sky prompted them to have no room to escape, and they saw countless green sword rays forming around Murong Lan, passing through the body of the man in black one by one.

Each time they passed through, there was a violent bang, and the severed limbs were their end.

Murong Lan was gentle in the blink of an eye.

Looking back at Li Xun's tombstone, he said softly: "Brother Li, I'm leaving, don't worry, I will come to see you again." ”

Dozens of miles away, Li Lei lay calmly on the lawn, his face still showing the shock before he fell unconscious.

Next to Li Lei, where Lei Mosquito was sitting, quietly waiting for Li Lei to wake up, his eyes looking in the direction of Fujia Village, full of worry.

At this moment, Li Lei's eyes, which had been closed all night, finally opened.

Looking around, looking at the unfamiliar scenery in front of him, a scene from last night instantly appeared in Li Lei's mind.

"Little Lei, where is this, Daddy?"

Hearing Li Lei's words, a touch of sadness flashed in Lei Mosquito's eyes, and he looked up in the direction of Fujia Village.

Regardless of the reason, ignoring the reason, recalling the scene last night, Li Lei felt a sense of unhappiness in his heart.

Raise your legs and rush in the direction of Fujia Village.

Along the way, Li Lei used all his body to cultivate, and he never stopped running.

The sweat was wet, but it still couldn't make Li Lei's footsteps stay for a moment.

At this time, the heavy rain in Fujia Village has stopped, and the early morning sun shines into Fujia Village, which has lost all its vitality.

A touch of blood filled the air with a sad aura.

Outside Fujia Village, Li Lei's footsteps stopped at this moment, sniffing the thick bloody breath in the air, and the feeling of uneasiness became even stronger.

Rushing into the village, the silence of death all around. The dampness from last night's heavy rain stained the ground in front of me with blood.

With a loud bang, Li Lei kicked open Fu Yuan's door, and the moment he kicked the door open, the long sword in his hand began to tremble slowly.

The stone tablet in front of him was like a sharp knife piercing Li Lei's heart.

The scenes of the past appeared in front of Li Lei's eyes little by little.

Li Xun's stern and kind eyes appeared stern at this moment, and the stern rebuke of the past echoed in Li Lei's ears like a magic sound.

"Nope. ”

Another cry shook the heavens and the earth with tears and sorrow.

Li Lei rushed to Li Xun's tombstone, the long sword in his hand had already fallen, and he stood there, helpless, leaving only tears and deep sadness.

Suddenly, Li Lei saw Fu Yuan lying on the ground next to him.

"Uncle Yuan, how are you, Uncle Yuan!"

The cry of pain still couldn't wake up the cold corpse in his arms.

Silent and still in tears, looking at the stumps and broken arms on the ground, Li Lei's tears kept falling like an endless river.

Li Lei buried Fu Yuan next to Li Xun, and only Fu Yuan's tomb was written on the tombstone.

At this time, Li Lei finally noticed the strangeness of Li Xun's tombstone, because on Li Xun's tombstone was actually written "The Tomb of the Deceased Husband Li Xun", these words outlined Li Lei's memories.

A few days ago, Li Xun's words rang in Li Lei's ears again.

"Lei'er, you can't pay back some debts, you can only face them by yourself, remember, if something happens to your father, you go to the flood wilderness to find a person with three souls, and he will tell you everything you want to know. ”

The words of the past were like a bell for the world, ringing Li Lei's heavy heart at this time.

"Dad, Lei'er will remember your words, Lei'er knows that your death is inseparable from Tianyuan Sect, Lei'er will follow Dad's words and go to the Enchanting Flood Wilderness, and Lei'er will come back in ten years, and when Lei'er comes back, it will be Murong Aoxiong's death, and I will let him pay for his blood debt." ”

The hatred of the past and the hatred of the past occupied Li Lei's entire heart at this moment.

A generation of killing gods will also begin to awaken at this moment.

He will be greeted by rivers of blood and scarlet all over the earth.

Looking at this familiar place, all that remained in Li Lei's heart was the deep pain.

did not stop, a fire took everything away, and with heavy sorrow and sadness, Li Lei did not look back to the south.