The blazing sun shone on the fiery earth, and the avenue in the wilderness was wide enough to carry two carriages at the same time, and at this moment a black horse galloped from afar, and at once sat two men, an old man and a young man, the old man with pale hair and a rickety body, and in front of him sat a boy of eight or nine years of age, who was a little sickly, and whose face looked too pale in the hot sun.

The old man looked back from time to time, looking very anxious, as if he was worried about something. Suddenly, a cold breath came from behind, the old man's face changed suddenly, and a bloody color appeared in his eyes, and in a hurry, he tightened the reins, and the front hooves of the black horse were raised high, making a long roar that shook the sky. The old man's legs were very strong, and the black horse paced in place under his control. He wrapped one hand around the boy in front of him, and looked at what was falling in front of him, and the thing rolled down in front of the horse's hooves, and the boy struggled to stick his head out of his arm to see what it was.

"Don't look at ······" The old man covered the boy's eyes with his hand, and his voice was low and sad.

"Yunbo, I've grown up·····" The boy said very calmly.

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched, and then he still let go of his hand, there have been too many life and death partings along the way, maybe this is not a life experience for the boy.

"Uncle Liu, it's Uncle Liu······" Although the boy was mentally prepared, his face changed dramatically.

It was a bloody human head, a pair of bloodshot eyes were round and open, the lips had begun to turn black, and the bridge of the nose had collapsed, from which it was evident that the owner of the human head had experienced an unusually brutal battle before dying.

The old man got off the horse, swept his gaze to the void around him, and his originally stubble body stood up, pulled out the black knife behind his back, and said with a sad expression: "Since you are here, why hide in the shadows sneakily." ”

Giggles······ Cold and strange laughter came from all directions, and suddenly there was a burst of laughter, and a shrill voice said: "I'm right here, you can't see me, you only blame yourself for not being able enough." ”

"Is it!" The old man's expression suddenly froze, and he didn't see him make a gesture, and the black knife in his hand slashed into the void on one side, and in the position where the black light was heading, the space opposite was blurred for a while, and the image of a person loomed out of it like a ghost.

"Your knife is good, but it's a pity that the spiritual power is too weak, if it is in his hands, maybe he can break through my Yuan Spirit shield!" The strange man was covered in black smoke and walked towards the old man step by step.

The strange man was naturally talking about the owner of this skull, Liu Zhongxian, the boss of one of the four Confucians in Beiling. The old man glanced at the head on the ground, his pupils shrunk unconsciously, and everything in the past flashed through his mind.

Liu Zhongxian, Pu Gang, Fang Juexiao and Mo Yan are known as the four Confucians of Beiling, and their cultivation has reached the peak realm of building spirits, and they are only one step away from building the body of the Yuan Spirit to become a spirit master.

Eight years ago, for some unknown reason, the four of them offended a Black Flag Commander of the Black Flag Gate, one of the three dark forces in the North. There are a total of twelve Black Flag Commanders in the Black Flag Gate, and the cultivation of each Black Flag Commander has reached the realm of spiritual masters, in the north, where the Black Flag Orders arrive, it will inevitably set off a bloody storm, although the four Confucians in Beiling are powerful, they are no match for such an underworld strong sect, and they are desperate to seek the West Wind Xiaozhu where the young lady lived in seclusion in the North Ridge, the young lady is kind-hearted, and came forward to save the lives of the four, and it is this karma, when the young lady left suddenly eight years later, the four of them were willing to take the risk and promised to escort themselves and the young master to Nanyuan City, which is thousands of miles away.

A group of people set off from Beiling, the first three hundred miles were unimpeded, but since crossing the North Glacier, I don't know how many killer ambushes along the way, the accompanying guards died one by one, when they arrived at the Dayun River, Pu Gang and Fang Juexiao among the four Confucians were killed by the killers in order to protect everyone across the river, and when they passed through Wumei Town, Mo Yan also died of poison in the bitter battle.

Finally approached Nanyuan City, but there were chasing soldiers arriving behind, Liu Zhongxian blocked them alone, and let himself leave with the young master, but when he said goodbye, he was already in a different place, and he was murdered!

The old man put the black knife across his chest, and a pair of eyes full of essence stared at the strange man who walked towards him, and the strange man didn't know what kind of exercise he was practicing, and the body protection spirit was like black smoke, and it seemed that the green wind would disperse as soon as it blew, but in fact, even his own black knife that had been tempered with refined iron could not be broken, and he could only force it to show its shape, could it be ······ The more the old man thought about it, the colder his heart became, the other party could kill Liu Zhongxian, who had already cultivated to the peak of spirit building, I am afraid that his cultivation had reached the realm of a spirit master!

The strange man seemed to read his thoughts, giggled strangely, and got closer and closer to the old man.

The old man was anxious, he had already sent several messengers when he was traveling, and he had informed the lord of Nanyuan City several ways, but now he was close to Nanyuan City, and no one came to answer him. He didn't dare to think about it anymore, and suddenly slapped the black knife in his hand on the buttocks of the black horse on the side, and said to the boy: "Hold on to the reins, go quickly·····"

The boy had only time to grasp the reins before he was led by the painful black horse and galloped forward.

The strange man just glanced at it, still walked towards the old man, and sneered in his mouth: "How long do you think you can hold on to my hands, I will kill you within ten breaths!" After speaking, his body disappeared from the spot like a ghost, and the next moment he was in front of the old man, and a ghost hand as thin as a zombie grabbed him.

"Ghost Claw... You are a member of the Black Flag Gate!" the old man blocked it with the black knife in his hand in a panic, but he was shocked by a huge force and retreated backwards, but what surprised him even more was the identity of the other party, and his face was full of disbelief.

"Now that you can see it, then go and die!" the strange man chuckled, and although his whole body was shrouded in black smoke, it was clearly very proud now.

In Northridge, with its status, it was actually suppressed by that person for eight years, and now, even though that person is no longer there, he still does not dare to openly act against her descendants, just because the person behind her is too powerful, so strong that he does not dare to have any disrespect even when he hears his honorific name.

On the official road to the south of Yuancheng, the black horse and the boy galloped wildly, and it was only after running five hundred zhang away that it slowed down. The boy turned his head to look behind him, where the dust was flying, and a terrible roar could be faintly heard. He rode forward a hundred feet later, and the sound behind him was no longer audible, I don't know if it was because the battle was over, or because the distance was too far, the boy didn't dare to think now, so many people lived and died for him, he had to save his life, and only by saving his life could he be worthy of the blood and lives they had shed.

Aha····· The trembling sound came from behind again, and the boy's heart sank, and he took off the hairpin and stabbed it fiercely at the black horse's buttocks, the black horse was in pain, and the horse's hooves, which had been slow, galloped again. The boy just clings to the horse's back, clutching the reins, and the journey of a thousand miles has taught him how to control it.

"Funny little guy, it's a pity that he doesn't live long······" The strange man sighed. There was a hint of regret in the words.

Although its voice was not loud, it fell into the boy's ears word by word, and even if this thousand-mile journey made his heart as strong as iron, the boy did not dare to look back, and his eyes only stayed on the distant city.

Appeal······ The black horse suddenly neighed, his hooves were weak, and he knelt forward, because of the power of the sprint, he rolled out dozens of feet away from the front, and the boy could still hold the reins under the huge force, and the whole body was thrown out high, such a great force, if it fell to the ground, it would be dead or disabled!

The black shadow in mid-air just looked coldly, obviously it was all caused by it, its eyes were firmly fixed on the boy who was falling down in the sky, waiting for the final result leisurely like cat and mouse.

But the drama came when the boy was about to fall to the ground, and suddenly he was suspended in the air, as if an invisible cushion held him up.

"Who... Who would dare to destroy the good deeds of the Lord!" the strange man screamed in astonishment. At this time, the previous demeanor was gone, and the flowing black smoke revealed the shock and uneasiness in its heart at the moment. Just now, it used its divine sense to sweep the distance of hundreds of zhang around, but it didn't find the existence of the other party. This shows that the cultivation of those who are hidden in the shadows is never below it, or even higher than it.

"The famous Black Flag Lord is nothing more than that!" Before the voice fell, a white-clothed figure walked out of the void opposite, he looked very young, walked up to the boy and put him down, when he looked at the boy, his cold eyes revealed some warmth.

"Who are you?" asked the strange man again.

"The Yun family is crazy!" the young man in white retracted his gaze and looked at the strange man opposite and said proudly.

"Yun Madsheng, one of the most outstanding disciples of the seventh generation of the Yun family, and the future son-in-law of Wu Anhou, no wonder his tone is so big!" The strange man regained his composure, although Yun Madsheng was powerful in his heart, after all, it was the same as his own realm, he was a spirit master in the early stage of cultivation.

"Since you hurt my Yun family, you don't have to leave today!" After Yun Maansheng finished speaking, there was already an extra long sword in his right hand that was as cold as ice and snow. The white shadow shook for a while, and the cold light stabbed at the strange man on the opposite side with a sword.

That strange man didn't want to entangle with him, after all, this place was not far from Nanyuan City, if he provoked those people from the Yun family, let alone him, it was the master of the Black Flag Gate, but he was afraid and didn't dare to say that he was sure that he could get out of the way. As soon as its mind moved, the whole person disappeared in place under the black smoke, and the next moment it bypassed the cloud and came to the boy's side, the purpose of its trip was all this, as long as it killed this son, then it would be considered a complete task.

Thinking of the tempting reward, his face in the black smoke turned red, and as soon as the ghost claw of his right hand fell down, he was about to blow up the boy's head.

With its early stage of spiritual cultivation, if this grasp falls, not to mention a human head, even a stone can be grabbed into powder, the boy wants to hide, but under the pressure of a spiritual master early stage cultivator, let alone move his body, he can't even control a finger.

Seeing that the strange man was about to succeed, suddenly there was a cold snort in the void around him, and then he saw a snow-white light falling from the sky, and he actually split the strange man in the black smoke in half with a sword, and the strange man didn't even have a chance to make a sound, so he was killed.

As soon as the strange man died, the coercion imposed on the boy disappeared, and when he turned his head, he saw Yun Zhan, the man was burly and straight, and the blood light of the long sword in his right hand was still on it, giving people a very shocking feeling.

"Uncle Thirteen·····" No matter how unruly Yun Mad Sheng was, he didn't dare to have the slightest disrespect in front of Yun Zhan, who had once rivaled the three mages of the Temple.

"Let's go, it seems that this day is going to change!" Yun Zhan shook the long sword in his hand, and the blood light on it was shocked and disappeared, and the sword was put back into its sheath, his eyes didn't seem to look at the boy from beginning to end, so he turned around and walked in the direction of the distant city.

Yun Madsheng smiled faintly, walked up to the overwhelmed boy, took his hand and said, "Let's go, let's go home!"

By this time, the sky had become a little gray, and rolling black clouds were gathering in the distance, and the wind was blowing on the wilderness avenue, and the sand and dead leaves were blown high into the sky, and the sky was becoming more and more gray.

"Go home..." The boy's eyes suddenly brightened, and he looked at the city in the distance and muttered, "Is that his future home?"