With several smug and happy laughter of Murata Miko, Baili smiled in his heart, his mind was in chaos, he hung his head silently, sighed, Murata Miko and Song Zheng worked hard, Song Zheng has been lying on the salary for many years, and today he finally realized his wish, all the sects were almost wiped out in this battle, and the next thing is to clean up the mess, the Central Plains martial arts will be stirred up by these two alien races, and the people of the Central Plains are about to be ruined, and the people are not happy.

The family members and heads of those sects all went to Xiaoyao Palace, and in the end they didn't come back, most of the remaining people in the sect fled, and the others were also strangled by Miko Murata one after another, and there was very little left to surrender, in just two months, on the land of the Central Plains, there was no chance for the sect, and when people talked about Dongying, they were terrified, and compared to the previous Hongyan Sect, it became even more intensified.

The dark clouds in the sky came suddenly, and it rained heavily in an instant, and the heavens were sad about a catastrophic tragedy, Shen Jiannan staggered out of the Xiaoyao Palace in a panic, that was how many brothers' lives were exchanged, at this time he was exhausted, there were many wounds, and there was blood, the rain hit the wound, and there was a sharp pain, walking in the mud, rolling and crawling, the wound was contaminated with sewage, and began to fester.

Shen Jiannan's heart was full of hope for life, although the road ahead was dark, but he had to go, walking in the jungle, with nowhere to shelter from the rain, letting the wound hurt, gritting his teeth, pacing, his body was weak and almost paralyzed, Shen Jiannan used his strength, broke a branch, supported and walked forward, and his eyes couldn't be opened after the heavy rain.

With heavy steps, Shen Jiannan looked up to the sky and sighed in a flash of lightning, as if he saw Yang Chuqun and Xiaoshan brothers, seeing that they were smiling at him, as if he was telling himself, only if he lived, there would be hope, he slowly lowered his head, sighed, and said to himself: "Where is the hope, everyone is dead, how will I get revenge for this big revenge, who should I turn to, God, you show me a clear way." ”

Shen Jiannan was talking to himself, and suddenly heard a noisy shout not far behind, listening carefully, it should be Miko Murata's people, who are searching for their whereabouts all over the mountain, and they are horrified, if they are caught back, not only will they lose their lives, but their brothers will die in vain, and they must not fall into their hands.

Shen Jiannan rubbed his eyes hard, looked around, looking for a place to hide, walking, looking for it, walking in the mud, slippery under his feet, Shen Jiannan accidentally fell, rolled towards the small side of the hillside, rolled straight to the edge of the hillside, was stopped by a small tree, did not fall, Shen Jiannan hurriedly grabbed the trunk of the tree, prostrate on the hillside, his feet had hung down, his hands were tightly grasped, gritting his teeth and enduring the last struggle without strength.

Those shouting gradually approached, and finally came over, they held torches here to light around, Shen Jiannan buried his head deeply, it was dark and eyesore, Shen Jiannan was covered in mud, basically the same as the ground environment, those people looked for a long time and did not find it, and finally they chased forward.

After they passed, Shen Jiannan moved little by little, pulled his body up, was out of breath, turned over and lay on his back, his eyes gradually closed, let the storm blow, but he didn't move, the whole person fell asleep, he was too tired, exhausted, maybe he had a moment of silence at this moment, maybe it was this moment, he wouldn't be sad.

Shen Jiannan's sleep is intricate, there are characters in the dream, in the dark corner, there are countless hands, countless wails, complaints, blame, insults, ridicule, deafening, Shen Jiannan was disturbed, like a lonely sail lost in the sea, unable to find a way out of the trek.

With the fantasy and yearning in his heart, Shen Jiannan seemed to have come to a fantasy world, where there were flowers and plants, birds and beasts, the environment was different, he didn't know what place this was, walking aimlessly, suddenly there was a woman in white standing in front of him, looming towards himself, Shen Jiannan was curious, and walked up quickly, hey, the woman was also walking, no matter how hard she tried, she still couldn't catch up with her, and gradually walked across a small bridge, the woman looked back at the bridge, Shen Jiannan didn't feel a shock in his heart, It was when I looked back and smiled that I recognized clearly that it was Yang Chuqun.

"Chu Qun, Chu Qun, why are you here?" Shen Jiannan shouted hard, but no matter how hard she tried to recruit her, she didn't say a word and couldn't stop laughing at herself.

"Chu Qun, is that you? Are you blaming me? Shen Jiannan frowned secretly, deeply sad, and suddenly Yang Chuqun spoke, and said softly: "Brother Shen, go and find your way, this place is not a place for you to stay for a long time, go, go..."

"Where should I go, Chuqun, do you know where my path is?" Shen Jiannan was puzzled and wanted to ask her to help him solve his doubts.

"Go, you can't see all the mountains and rivers, the person in front of you is the person you should cherish......" Yang Chuqun's words echoed in the valley, and the voice fell, Yang Chuqun had already fluttered up, flying towards the vast sky, Shen Jiannan beckoned, looking at her shadow, ecstatic in the dark night sky.

"Chu Qun, Chu Qun, don't go, don't go.... Come back, come back soon... Don't leave me alone... Shen Jiannan sobbed intermittently, and his voice was weak.

Suddenly, another sound of ghosts crying wolves came over, this sound was very terrifying, Shen Jiannan only felt a chill down his spine, creepy, and said in horror: "Who, who..."

I saw a few familiar faces appear in the night sky, it was the ten brothers of Xiaoshan, and Shen Jiannan recognized them one by one: "Big brother, second brother?" Third brother, fifth brother, is that you? ”

"Shen Jiannan, straighten your waist and stride forward, don't forget your mission." Feng Wanshan said coldly.

"Our souls are not gone, we are waiting for you to avenge us, let us be reincarnated, the ghost door is closed, don't say that the ghost is wronged, on the Huangquan Road, we are so cold....."

Shen Jiannan was frightened and said bitterly: "Don't say it, don't say it...."

"Fourth brother, I died so miserably, I was pierced through the heart by ten thousand arrows, and the ghost gate is closed and there is no wild ghost without a whole corpse...."

"Shen Jiannan, you are a bad seed, and you are not going to avenge us...."

"Shen Jiannan, I have been hit by more than thirty arrows, and one of them can't be pulled out, come over and help me pull it out..."

"Fourth brother, I'm so lonely here, come and stay with me...."

A group of people were babbling nonsense, Shen Jiannan was frightened, he really couldn't stand it, covered his ears, and said nonsense: "No, no, don't." ”

"Ah, no, you can't ....." Shen Jiannan exclaimed, waking up from his sleep, he was so frightened that he was covered in sweat, the heavy rain had not stopped, and the rain was accompanied by sweat, soaking his entire body.

Shen Jiannan thought about the plot in the dream and muttered to himself: "What should I do!" "I thought of a person in a trance, and the name 'Hua Yumeng' flashed in my mind, and I sighed: "Only he can help me avenge......."

In order to be able to get revenge, Shen Jiannan will do whatever it takes, even if it is to take his own happiness, it is understandable, although he is helpless in his heart, he hates and is angry with Hua Yumeng, there is no one else to ask for at this moment, only the power of Hua Butterfly can help him avenge his revenge, of course, he is a mirror in his heart, the condition of this exchange is naturally to marry Hua Yumeng, now there is no concern in his heart, there is no memory of everything in the world, forget it...., he is like a walking corpse, what luxury do you want.

Shen Jiannan crossed the mountains and mountains, came to the door of the Hongyan Sect with great difficulty, stood outside the door for a long time, did not knock on the door for a long time, seemed to be still hesitating in his heart, closed his eyes and immersed himself, meditated in his mind, the past was over, and finally let go of the red world, looked up to the sky and sighed, stepped forward and knocked on the door, just put down his hand, only to feel that it was dark in front of him, and suddenly the sky was spinning, and he fainted outside the door.