Thick sadness filled Li Lei's heart, feeling the heart-rending pain, Li Lei shed sad tears again.

Touching his heart, he felt as if something was in his chest.

Li Lei immediately took it out, only to see that the envelope was written "My Son's Initiation".

This familiar word once again touched Li Lei's heart.

With heavy hands, he opened the envelope and took out the letter covered in handwriting.

- "Lei'er, when you see this letter, your father may have already left, don't grieve, don't hate, this is what your father should bear."

Lei'er, you have the power of Lei Yuan in your body, and you have an extremely high physique in cultivating the magic sword, my father wants you to go to the Enchanting Flood Wilderness to find a person with three souls, follow him to cultivate well, and your future in the future is limitless.

If you don't want to, Dad won't force it, after all, the road to the enchanting flood is too dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will leave your soul in the wilderness, which Dad does not want to see.

Or if you return to Liulizong, with your master Xie Xuan's predecessors, your future will be equally extraordinary in the future, and you can take care of your mother and your sister.

Dad is gone, Dad's greatest luck in this life is to have your son, you are Daddy's eternal pride. The word zuihou fell, and Li Lei's tears were also covered with that handsome face.

Carefully put away the letter in his hand, his face was full of determination: "Dad, Lei'er will not let you down, waiting for Lei'er to return is the time to avenge you, Tianyuan Sect will not leave a chicken dog." ”

The heavy oath was said at this moment with Li Lei's hatred.

At this time, on the way to Tianyuan Sect, a young man in white walked quickly towards Fujia Village with a smile on his face, and this person was Fu Jie.

Along the way, Fu Jie was already a little tired, but he was about to see the good brother he missed, and the feeling of joy and excitement filled his heart.

In the afternoon, Fu Jie finally came to Fujia Village.

But this sudden smoke of gunpowder stopped him.

The scene in front of him made him deeply shocked, the once peaceful Fujia Village had turned into a ruin at this time, the fire had not yet been extinguished, the flames were still struggling, and the pungent smoke with thick blood echoed at the tip of his nose.

The pace accelerated, and after a few ups and downs, Fu Jie walked towards his former home.

The gates were gone, and the houses were reduced to ashes, except for the burning beams and the two obvious mounds of dirt.

"No way. ”

Fu Jie couldn't accept the scene in front of him at all, he couldn't believe this scene anyway, but the appearance of the village and the two stone tablets in front of the earthen bag told him that all this was true, all true.

"Ah......h

A long howl with a deep sadness and a deep hatred.

"Dad!Master!weishenme?weishenme?who's it, who is it?"

Looking at these two dirt bags, Fu Jie didn't know how to speak like Li Lei at the beginning, and all that filled his heart was the thick hatred and the silent tears.

"Yes, little thunder, little thunder, no little thunder's grave, yes, no little thunder. ”

Fu Jie stood up like a lost soul and began to search.

But all I could see was the stumps and broken arms everywhere and the flames that were still burning.

A few days later, in the Liuli Sect, Li Yan was bored practicing her sword, and her sweat flowed.

Tiredly, he threw the sword on the ground and said in a coquettish voice: "Mother, grandma, Yan'er is so tired when she doesn't practice." ”

Ouyang Lingling picked up a sweat towel and wiped the tears on Li Yan's face and said with a smile: "Okay, forget it if you don't practice, girl, don't work so hard, don't be like your brother, just a sword idiot." ”

But Xue Yanran shook her head with a wry smile: "You, if only you had half your brother's efforts." ”

Li Yan couldn't help but pursed her lips when she heard this: "I don't want it, if my brother protects me in the future, I don't want to practice swords, I'm tired to death." ”

Hearing Li Yan's words, the two could only shake their heads with a wry smile.

At this moment, Xie Xuan suddenly walked in, his face was extremely pale, and he looked at the three people in the small courtyard as if he wanted to speak, but he chose to be silent.

"Old man, why are you here?"

Xue Yanran was also very strange at this time, because Xie Xuan at this time should be in the main hall to teach his disciples, but at this time, he came here, coupled with Xie Xuan's face, Xue Yanran couldn't help but have a premonition.

"Sect Master, what's wrong?"

Xie Xuan couldn't help but raise his head when he heard Xue Yanran's words, two old tears slipped down, but it was always difficult to speak.

Seeing this, I was shocked.

Xue Yanran immediately asked excitedly, "Uncle Shi, is there something wrong with Xiao Lei?"

"What are you doing in a daze? Is something wrong?"

Including Li Yan, the three of them all looked at Xie Xuan in unison.

Xie Xuan's face was bitter, and he finally said after a long time: "I just received the news that Li Xun was buried in Fujia Village, and there were more than 70 lives in Fujia Village, and none of them survived, Xiao Lei's whereabouts are unknown, and there is no news so far." ”

"What?"

Two words, representing infinite shock.

I saw that Xue Yanran's delicate body fell directly as if she was weak.

"Mother. ”

Li Yan cried bitterly the moment Xue Yanran fell.

At night, Xue Yanran woke up, and the first thing she woke up was to shout: "Impossible, impossible, Brother Xun can't die." ”

Xie Xuan and Ouyang Linglong, who were sitting in the room, hurriedly went over and comforted: "Yanran, don't be like this, it's not sure yet, we'll go to Fujia Village together early tomorrow morning, and everything will be understood by then, and it's impossible to say what's going on now." ”

Listening to Xie Xuan's comfort, Xue Yanran understood that nothing was impossible, what she heard was the truth, and it was impossible for this kind of thing to be a false positive.

"Mother, grandpa said that my father and eldest brother are dead, is it true?"

Li Yan walked to Xue Yanran's bed with tears streaming down her face.

Xue Yanran gently hugged Li Yan in her arms, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

Looking at the mother and daughter embracing each other in front of them, Ouyang Linglong and Xie Xuan were both full of bitterness in their hearts.

A few days later, Fu Jie still knelt in front of the grave, not solemn, only full of sadness.

Murong Chong, Murong Wan and the others stood behind him in unison, their faces full of sadness.

At this moment, Xue Yanran and the others finally arrived, looking at the two piles of dirt bags in front of them, tears flowed again.

Looking at the familiar name, looking at the mess of the village, a glimmer of hope was completely shattered at this moment.

"Daddy."

Li Yan ran towards the tombstone in pain, knelt there and wept bitterly.

Xue Yanran walked weakly towards the tombstone, as if she was pressed on the top of ten thousand catties, and every step was unusually heavy.

The silent cry is full of sadness.

Fu Jie turned his head and looked at the pale woman in front of him.

With difficulty standing up, getting up, two small pits from the knees appeared.

In the past few days, Fu Jie has never gotten up or drunk a drop of water.

Turning around, tears slid down her face, and sadness filled her heart again.

knelt heavily in front of Xue Yanran and was in pain: "It's all Fu Jie's incompetence, I'm sorry, master, it's me who didn't protect my master." ”