The moonlight shone on the earth, and on a rock outside the city, two young figures sat side by side.

"That time was the hardest time for me, I was reprimanded by you every day, and I was disgraced."

Lin Feng recalled what happened when he was a disciple in his previous life, although he was still not 100% sure, and he didn't know that what was in front of him was Master Ying Hanyan, but there was always a firmness in his heart.

In this world, how can there be two people who are so similar in appearance and temperament?

The six reincarnations reincarnate the world, and the reincarnation cannot reincarnate the attachment in the depths of memory.

I don't know, I don't know, she rested her head on Lin Feng's shoulder and looked up at the starry sky.

This was a great hobby of the master in the previous life, and when he was fine, the two masters and apprentices often sat like this and looked at the stars.

"Every human being is incarnated by a star in the sky, and after death, the soul will return to the star." Lin Feng said, "Do you remember this sentence?" ”

"I don't remember." I don't know.

Lin Feng's heart was like a cone, she really didn't remember anything.

But it would be nice to be able to get her back.

Late at night, Lin Feng escorted him back to his residence. Inside the tent, he saw that he was sleeping, so he was relieved and ready to leave.

Suddenly, a figure flashed outside the tent, and there was a disturbing aura.

Lin Feng walked out casually, sacrificed his divine sense, sensed around, and finally found a direction to chase after him.

The autumn wind is bleak, and the Panlong Wasteland at this time is cold.

On the wilderness outside the Ten Directions City, a person stood where the two of them were sitting just now.

He was tall and thin, and in the moonlight, he could barely see his long purple-gray hair. Two red-silver, slender swords hovered on his left and right sides, and the powerful aura made the surrounding grass and trees low, and the beasts did not dare to invade.

"You've grown again." He turned his back to Lin Feng and his voice was gloomy.

"Zang Shuyun?" Lin Feng was surprised, even though he had already judged his identity from his aura before.

After the joint sect meeting, he and Zang Shuyun seemed to have no intersection. The two are like clouds and ice, similar in their bones, but it seems that they will never meet again in their lives.

Zang Shuyun turned around, his face was pale, his eyes were blue, and he had lost a few points of weight when he was competing in martial arts, and he was very unenergetic.

Lin Feng frowned: "Come to me, is there something?" ”

"You like talking nonsense so much?" Zang Shuyun still said unpleasant things.

Lin Feng had a black line.

Swish!

He bowed and swept forward, turned into a purple line, and rushed to Lin Feng in the blink of an eye.

Zang Shuyun did not hide his anger, and released a powerful aura as much as possible. The spiritual pressure generated a strong wind, forming a cyclone around it, enveloping Lin Feng.

Lin Feng touched the tip of his nose and didn't mind.

"Say it." Lin Feng said lazily.

Zang Shuyun was very disappointed when he saw that Lin Feng was unmoved, he wanted to provoke Lin Feng's fighting spirit.

"Something's wrong." Zang Shuyun said, "I need your help." ”

……

A lavish manor surrounded by expensive silver laurels.

This kind of cinnamon can gather the aura of heaven and earth more than golden cinnamon, and it is a powerful imperial family, a powerful sect, and a powerful family, all of which are proud to find one or two plants.

Yet here, there are hundreds, if not thousands.

Jasper glazed tiles, agate dragon pillars, pavilions and pavilions, beautiful, show girls like clouds, servants everywhere.

This is the richest man in the famous giant, the Li family manor.

Now, Li Yanguang is very angry, and the entire manor is shrouded in a haze.

In the hall, there was a coffin, which was made of high-quality red sandalwood spirit wood, which was originally prepared by Li Yanguang for himself.

But now, lying inside is his beloved son Li Xinquan.

Losing a child in old age is a big pain in life. Li Yanguang presided over the entire family, whether it was strength or resourcefulness, it was first-class, otherwise it would not have made the Li family's business all over the world and abroad.

He has just stepped into the realm of the acquired martial artist, and he is planning to cultivate his only son well. Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, he knows Li Xinquan's virtue, his talent is not too strong, his virtue is not very good, many habits cannot be changed, it is better to follow the trend, and it is good to inherit the family business.

For this reason, he specially persuaded his sister to take his son to practice, so as to hone his mind. Unexpectedly, what came back was a cold and dry corpse.

The whole family was in great grief, and he was no exception. However, from beginning to end, he did not shed a single tear.

Li Yanguang has been sitting here for a day and night, he is planning. Whoever kills his son must pay the price.

A person stepped in, first saluted the deceased, and then bowed to Li Yanguang.

"Uncle, please mourn." Fang Qingyu's face was concerned, as if he felt the sadness of the family.

In fact, he applauded his superb acting skills from the bottom of his heart. When looking at the coffin, he couldn't help but recall the moment when he sucked Li Xinquan dry of all his life.

Li Yanguang turned back slowly, oh, it was this young man who sent his son back. He is a genius alchemist, from beginning to end, he has performed so well, and he is another talent.

Once upon a time, Li Yanguang also fantasized that his son could become such a person, but unfortunately, there was no longer a chance.

"It's you, hard work." Li Yanguang said in a dumb voice, he was only forty-five years old overnight.

"Uncle, there is a sentence that I have always held in my heart, and Master doesn't let me talk nonsense, but I think it's better to say it." Fang Qingyu said, "The death of the junior brother is strange, everyone doesn't know who the murderer is. Especially at the end of the Medicine God Ceremony. However, I have a suspicion because my brother had a conflict with him before. ”

"Who is it?" Li Yanguang's eyes widened, and he clenched his fists and asked.

"I haven't verified it yet, so I can't tell you for the time being, but I'll go and investigate the matter myself. I also ask Uncle Li to write me a letter of recommendation. After all, that person is also a disciple of the Great Sect. If you make a mistake, it's hard to speak. If it were him, I would have gone to his master to complain, and I would have informed my uncle as soon as possible. ”

Li Yanguang nodded: "Okay, I'll wait for your news." Come on, show pen, ink, paper, inkstone~"

Not long after, Fang Qingyu left the Li family with the letter that still had the ink fragrance and came to Kongyang Mountain.

Soon after Fang Qingyu left, Li Yanguang summoned someone.

This person has a short body, a strong breath, the strength of the peak of the martial arts realm, and two blood-red axes on his back. As soon as he appeared, the hall was filled with murderous aura.

"Master, Wu Sheng is on standby." He bowed.

"You follow the rain above, don't disturb him until you have to. By the way, I also checked the person he was investigating, I, I want to find the murderer of the young master! Li Yanguang said.

"Yes!" Wu Shengdao.

……

The Kongyang Sect has recently become lively for no reason.

This mountain far away from the world, although there are many disciples, but usually only people from the sect are active, but recently there have been continuous visitors.

First of all, the Sword Saint visited, and not long after he left, the Sect Master of the Divine Crane Sect sent an apostle to visit, and today, it was rumored that there were disciples of the Hundred Flowers Valley who visited.

Lin Feng was cultivating in the cave mansion, and when Zhou Tao helped him clean up, he chatted with him about it.

"It's not strange that you say it's strange, I haven't seen a flower magpie barking lately. I heard that this disciple of Hundred Flowers Valley is a genius who has been rare in his disciples for thousands of years. There are also rumors that the sect master plans to marry his only daughter to him. Zhou Tao said.

"Oh?" Lin Feng opened his eyes and looked at Zhou Tao.

Zhou Tao suddenly felt uncomfortable, and he didn't dare to look up at his junior brother's gaze. The majestic eyes like electricity declare the strength of their master.

Hey, he sighed secretly, and the gap was getting bigger and bigger.

(End of chapter)