The second volume of "The Rise of Xianmen".

The flames and smoke engulfed the entire city, and the flames in the sky violently stimulated Shen Ling's nerves.

Where am I?

Here it is... Falling Maple City?

Why is there such a catastrophe in Luofeng City, could it be said...

In a daze, a group of red-eyed sturdy men rushed towards this direction, and their hideous and terrifying expressions seemed to be about to devour themselves alive.

"He is the waste of the Shen family, and the person Ye Tianzun wants is him!"

"Quickly tie him up and hand him over to Tianzun to deal with, we may still be saved in Luofeng City."

"Don't let him run away yet!"

On the side, a few men in brocade clothes pointed at him and shouted, the excited look was even more obvious under the reflection of the firelight, but it made Shen Ling's stomach tumble for a while.

After that, those sturdy men rushed up and tied Shen Ling up in a strong knot.

My spiritual power... Where else is Xiuwei? Thinking about it, I had already been abolished by the Heavenly Illusion Sect, and I had lost my immortal cultivation personality, and now I am not even as good as an ordinary person.

The Ye Tianzun in their mouths, could it be...

Without waiting for Shen Ling to think about it, a fist smashed into his face, and blood gushed from his mouth and nose under the roar of his head.

"A waste, dare to look at Lao Tzu with such eyes? If it weren't for your Shen family's delay in handing you over to Ye Tianzun, he wouldn't have been so angry and wanted to burn Luofeng City to ashes! ”

"Don't talk nonsense, let's hurry up and hand him over to Ye Tianzun, if it's too late, I'm afraid our Luofeng City will become a scorched earth..."

The sturdy men answered, pushing Shen Ling and carrying him to the city gate.

There, a young man was sitting leisurely on the Taishi's chair drinking tea, and there were sect disciples serving on the left and right, and they looked at the young man with awe-inspiring eyes.

"Report to Ye Tianzun, the rebel son of the Shen family has been found..."

Everyone bowed down and said, not daring to look directly into Ye Tianzun's eyes.

After seeing Shen Ling, "Ye Tianzun's" eyes widened slightly, and he hurriedly poured a cup of tea and greeted him enthusiastically.

"Senior brother, oh no, Brother Shen... Don't come unharmed, huh? ”

Shen Ling saw that person's face clearly, wasn't it Ye Bufan, the chosen son?

It's just that the Ye Bufan in front of him is older, I'm afraid he is around twenty-five years old, and he already has the aura of a hegemon between his eyebrows.

So it seems that at this point in time, is it six years from now?

Shen Ling inadvertently glanced at the tea in Ye Bufan's hand, and a decadent and old-fashioned face was reflected in it, and it was not an exaggeration to say that this person was about forty years old.

Is this person me?

Ye Bufan snapped his fingers, and the rope on Shen Ling's body was untied and fell to the ground.

"Brother Shen, let's finally meet again, please have tea..."

Shen Ling frowned, but he didn't take the teacup.

Ye Bufan was stunned, his expression flashed a trace of coldness, and then immediately disappeared, and said with a smile:

"It seems that Brother Shen is still the same, tsk... Even if he becomes a prisoner, he has a first-class backbone, which is really admirable. ”

As he spoke, he drank the tea on his back.

Again:

"Brother Shen, you still can't remember what you told me in the Heavenly Illusion Sect? If you don't remember, I'll help you remember your memories..."

"You say, I, Ye Bufan, will be punished by God sooner or later, and I will betray my relatives and leave me, and I will not die well?"

"Now you see, which of us is damned? Who is embattled? ”

"I have long said that there are no rules in this world, and strength is king! Now, I, Ye Bufan, am already the Sword Pavilion Master, and in time, the Heavenly Illusion Sect will be at my mercy! Your poor teachings will be left until you die to tell the ghosts in the grave, right? ”

Shen Ling's anger rose little by little, and he said unyieldingly:

"If you want to kill or chop, please do whatever you want, I, Shen Ling, admit it. But the word of my heart you can't destroy. ”

"The Tao of the heart?"

Ye Bufan pinched the teacup in his hand into powder with a "horn", and said ruthlessly:

"I am here today to crush the so-called Word in your heart! Come on, bring the people of the Shen clan here! ”

"Yes, Ye Tianzun!"

After a while, the core members of the Shen clan, a total of forty-eight, were brought to the city gate.

Shen Ling saw the figure of his parents in it, and the eyes of the second elder looking at him were still full of complicated feelings, which made him even more heartbroken.

"Report Ye Tianzun, the forty-eight direct families of the Shen family have all been brought, the head of the family, Shen Hongyi, Shen Hongyuan, and a group of old immortals, and affiliated family members, all obey your fate!"

Shen Hongyi, as Shen Ling's uncle, was the first to stand up in despair and scolded Shen Ling:

"Rebel, why did you come back and harm our entire Shen family? These are your flesh and blood relatives, all because of you, do you have a conscience, you bastard! ”

"Uncle..."

Shen Ling was shocked, but he couldn't say a word anymore.

Uncle's words are right, if Shen Ling hadn't offended the Chosen Son, he wouldn't have affected the family and the people of Luofeng City.

At this time, Ye Bufan chuckled lightly and said to the left and right:

"Kill."

"Yes..."

With a flash of sword light, Shen Hongyi's head fell to the ground, and he was hooked by spiritual power and grabbed by a sword cultivator in his hand.

"Uncle!" Shen Ling exclaimed.

"Daddy!"

"Head of the house!"

"Nephew!"

"Big brother..."

The Shen clan was in mourning, and the head of the family was simply killed, which symbolized that the Shen family could not escape the fate of being slaughtered.

"Hey, hey... Brother Shen, I solved a foul-mouthed person for you, should you thank me? Ye Bufan approached, and his laughter was disgusting.

"Ye Bufan!"

Shen Ling's hatred was monstrous, and his eyes were blood-red.

"Hahaha... That's right, that's right! Ye Bufan was so excited when he saw Shen Ling's appearance, "You must hate me to the bone, otherwise, what's the point of me killing you?" ”

Then he commanded:

"Behead all the members of the Shen family, and hang their heads on the city gate to show the public!"

"Yes, Pavilion Master!"

This order undoubtedly sentenced the Shen family to death, and most of the remaining clansmen wept bitterly, and when they looked at Shen Ling, they hated to bite off his flesh piece by piece!

Only Shen Hongyuan and his wife stood quietly and looked at their son with affection.

To them, a son is a son.

No matter how much sin he committed, he is also a close relative, but he cannot be separated.

"Dad, mother..."

Shen Ling felt an awe-inspiring look in his heart, fell to his knees, and kowtowed to his father and mother three times.

Then, he straightened his waist and said to Ye Bufan:

"Do you think I don't know, what is your real purpose in destroying the Shen family and destroying Luofeng City?"

"Hmph..."Ye Bufan's eyes flickered a little when he heard this.

"The Shen family has a deep enmity with your Ye family ancestor, I'm afraid you already know it. Even if you didn't have me, you would have done something to the Shen family, wouldn't you? ”

Ye Bufan's eyes narrowed, noncommittal.

Shen Ling laughed wildly and said:

"You want to destroy my heart in order to completely reach your Dao intent, and the path of cultivating immortals will be smooth from now on, how can I let you succeed? I, Shen Ling, will not give in even if I die! ”

With that, Shen Ling did his best to leap from the city gate!

In an instant, Ye Bufan could have stopped him, but he didn't.

Because Ye Bufan knew that even if he stopped him now, it would be impossible to destroy the Dao in his heart.

The wind whistled in Shen Ling's ears, and for the first time, he felt that death was also a victory.

.......

"Huh... Hah..."

Shen Ling woke up suddenly, his upper body straight on the bed.

Only then did he find that the bedding under him was completely soaked with sweat, and his mouth was dry like fire, making his voice hoarse.

"It's a dream again, this dream is... Self in six years? ”

Shen Ling said secretly, as if the whole person had collapsed.

At this time, only a "clang" sound was heard on the other side of the door, and a familiar girl trembled:

"Brother... Brother, are you finally awake? ”