Chapter Eighty-Nine: Tang Feng's Unwillingness!
"Xiao Linzi, haven't you been back to Qingshui Town in the past few years?" Lu Chen looked at the side and asked during the extremely fast flight.
Lin Yu's eyes exuded a deep sense of nostalgia, he shook his head and said: "My master Li Changhe didn't allow me to leave the hospital, and I originally went to Luoxiamen this time through Qingshui Town, but because of my work with Senior Brother Tang Long, I missed the opportunity again!"
"Tang Long!" Lu Chen's eyes flashed imperceptibly, but he quickly concealed it, and said with a smile: "I have prepared a lot of pills, Mayor Zhen, Aunt Zhang, and Uncle Alin have them all!"
Lin Yu also laughed: "I knew that you were so rich!"
The two brothers talked with a smile, and the four of them followed with a light smile, and occasionally, Fang Yu glanced at the jade talisman in his hand and frowned, this was left by the master, and told him to twist the jade talisman at a critical moment.
After a long time, several figures crossed the sky like a rainbow!
Dragon Tiger Mountain!
The mountains are high into the clouds, the mountains are like the sea, and from a distance, it looks like a dragon and a tiger fighting each other, and it is hideous!
Lu Chen and Lin Yu's eyes flashed, and the vast mountains and forests left their endless footsteps and memories they cherished as children.
"It's almost there!"
The closer they became, the more nervous they became, Lu Chen had already held all kinds of pills in his arms, imagining the picture of the residents of Qingshui Town greeting him, and the relatives of the residents were smiling on their faces.
Lin Yu was also excited.
Not long after, several figures fell, but after seeing the lonely scene in front of them, Lu Chen and Lin Yu were both fixed on the spot, and the four people behind them were also solemn.
It's a ruin!
The dilapidated blue brick houses, the broken rock streets, the wind blowing, leaving only the sound of depression, the busy Qingshui Town in the past, the sound of laughter, the familiar faces disappeared without a trace, and the Qingshui River on the side was even more silent.
The bones are full of ruins, and this place is like a corner abandoned by the world!
No life!
Bang!
The pill in Lu Chen's arms fell to the ground, and the whole person felt as if he had been struck by lightning, but then he stretched out his right hand and rubbed his eyes, he didn't believe that this was the truth, but when he opened his eyes.
It's the same as ever!
The cold wind passed by his ears, it had never been so harsh, the dark clouds had come at some point, the sky had never been so eye-catching, and the sky was about to fall.
At this moment, the hearts of the two teenagers are as heavy as a mountain and as heavy as iron!
Lu Chen's lips moved slightly, and there were thousands of feelings in his heart, but when he came to his mouth, he turned silent. After many nights, he always wanted to come back, even if he traveled life and death many times, Qingshui Town was his biggest motivation.
This warm hometown gave him infinite memories, if it weren't for here, he would have been left in the world on that snowy night!
However, it was too late to return!
Just like that, two lines of tears slipped silently.
With a sense of sadness, the two teenagers walked into Qingshui Town silently, and then knelt on the ground and picked up the white bones all over the street one by one.
"Who the hell is it!"
A kind of hysterical cry roared in Lu Chen's heart, his eyes were red, and he knelt forward step by step, collecting the bones of those relatives, and every time he cleaned up a white bone, he would mutter: "Aunt Zhang, Uncle Alin, son"
The names that helped him one by one were shouted out of his mouth and remembered in his heart!
Since he was a child, his parents were gone, he became a beggar at the age of three, all the way to survive, never knew what was good and what was evil, even now, he didn't know what was ordinary, what was immortal, only who was good to himself!
He Shu and the four of them stood quietly, looking at the two teenagers, their faces were extremely solemn, especially after seeing one of the teenagers, a sadness also rose in their hearts.
"Xiao Luzi has always been cheerful, who is it when I see this for the first time?" Fang Yu's eyes were red, his right hand clenched into a fist, he had the deepest relationship with Lu Chen, and he could deeply sense the young man's sadness.
At the same time, I also know that if I know the murderer, whether it is the Emperor Ancestor, the Eight Desolation Gods and Buddhas, Xiao Luzi will stab this day!
This kind of silent time is like sand in your hand, quietly passing!
In the dilapidated town of Clear Water, every bone is collected and then burned for fire, and the ashes are packed in jars.
The dead are long gone, and the living are still sad!
Fang Yu's four expressions were solemn, they didn't help from beginning to end, they just looked at each other quietly, in front, more than a dozen columbarium altars were piled up, Lu Chen and Lin Yu knelt down like this, and the memories lingered in their minds one after another.
Three days have passed, not far away white mangs flashed, this is a huge sailing ship, resplendent gold, in this luxurious ship standing a proud young man, at this time talking and laughing, commenting on the law!
"Uh, it's him!"
Suddenly, a blue-robed young man in front of him was slightly stunned, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he was Tang Feng, and under the reminder of his voice, all the disciples on the Qianyu boat looked at it, and then most of them frowned.
There are several Qingyunmen disciples below, and the strongest second-generation disciple of Baihua Valley is also among them, of course, this is not enough for them to face it, after all, the difference between the second-generation disciple and the first-generation is one word, but the difference in strength between heaven and earth.
Similarly, a generation of disciples is divided into mediocre and top generations, and those who want to find those Qingyunmen disciples who are unlucky are mediocre generations of disciples, and these thousand feather boats are all top generations, and they disdain to make a move.
So all of a sudden, their eyes fell on another teenager - Lin Yu!
This new star, whose talent is beyond his age, has already marched towards the top of the generation of disciples, and the speed is not slow at all, this speed of rapid progress makes the top generation of the four factions very jealous.
"This is the original plague land, it was destroyed a few years ago, I didn't expect it to be Senior Brother Lin's hometown, I'll go down and take a look!" Tang Feng pondered for a moment and said with a strange smile.
And beside him, Leng Gulan's beautiful eyes flashed slightly, when the plague broke out in the ten miles and eight towns near the mountain, she had also heard a little, and now she saw that Lin Yu and the others were in grief, she just wanted to open her mouth to stop Tang Feng, but considering that this was not a matter of Luoxiamen, she finally endured it.
At the same time, Tang Feng stepped down the clouds, and the outstanding disciples of Qianyu Boat all smiled strangely, obviously, Lin Yu's rise was not only jealous of the disciples of the four sects, but even Tang Feng was no exception.
"Is that also his hometown?"
Everyone looked at Lin Yu, but a girl looked at the other, she frowned slightly, but seeing that the young man was not as cheerful as before, but sad, she suddenly had a complicated feeling in her heart.
"I thought the little bandit was not afraid of heaven and earth, but in fact, he was just like ordinary people"
The murmuring voice came to the side, Leng Gulan's beautiful eyes flashed slightly, and said, "Xue'er, are you talking about that young man?"
Hearing this, Leng Guxue Qiaoli panicked slightly, but quickly disappeared, and chuckled: "Hehe, I wanted to talk to him, but it seems that the time is not right now!"
"Oh!" Leng Gulan looked at her sister strangely and said, "Although that disciple stands out in the Hundred Flowers Valley, after all, the second-generation disciple, Xue'er, you have to pay more attention to the first-generation disciple's spell duel, which will be good for you in the future!"
"As for that disciple, hmph, doing this kind of hooligan behavior in front of everyone's eyes, if there is a chance, I will teach him a good lesson for you!"
Hearing this, Leng Guxue's cheeks flushed, and she pouted: "Compared to Lin Yu, who you are optimistic about, I think that little bandit is definitely not weaker than him!"
Leng Gulan sighed at this wayward sister, no longer said more, her beautiful eyes looked down, she suddenly felt in her heart, Tang Feng went down this time, and he didn't know what he was going to do!
Tang Feng fell into the air, he looked at Lin Yu, this son's recent rise did make him feel pressured, and from Leng Gulan's occasional words of appreciation, he was extremely jealous.
He has always wanted to learn from Lin Yu, but he has no chance, after all, Lin Yu is the same family after all, and he is a senior disciple of Li Changhe's senior uncle, there is no certain reason to invite, Lin Yu is afraid that he will not fight, but now is a good opportunity, and the bystanders have a generation of top disciples.
Especially Leng Gulan is also here!
"Lan'er, let me see, the genius in your mouth is nothing more than that!" muttered, Tang Feng's body floated down, and he first glanced at Lu Chen, but quickly ignored it.
Rather kill the mistake and not let it go, Tang Feng firmly remembered, but now in front of everyone's eyes, it is impossible to capture this disciple, the most important thing is in his heart, the three layers of concentration are not to worry, if he wants to arrest him, as long as the disciple is alone, this is an easy matter.
So there is no rush for a while!