Zhu Renzhao.

He's dead.

Died in an alley in the Heavenly Hanging City.

He was unrecognizable, covered in blood, and must have suffered some inhuman torture before he died.

The only thing that was intact in the whole body was the beige oil-paper umbrella.

Probably because he still remembered that the umbrella was to be returned to someone else.

Chu Qingxiao was very sad.

Even if he has actually experienced many such scenes, he has said goodbye to many people.

But now, he's still sad.

He would have had a chance to stop this.

Last night, he had already seen Zhu Renzhao's strange appearance.

If he had asked him more, he might have been able to stop him, or he might have been able to escape the fate that had happened on the rainy night of last day.

But he thought it was none of his business, thinking that maybe he was really just looking for his son......

"He ......," Chu Qingxiao said, his throat a little dry.

"He's Zhu Renzhao."

Sun Li beside him was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted, he looked at Chu Qingxiao beside him, and the expression on his face became stunned: "The father of that little friend yesterday? ”

For Zhu Quan, Sun Li's memory is very profound.

He liked that child's righteous words, and he felt that he saw in him the demeanor that a disciple of Tianhang Mountain should have.

"Hmm......" Chu Qingxiao nodded again.

One old and one young, standing there at that time, looking at the corpses on the ground, were silent.

And at that time, there was something surging in front of me.

Red, Searing,

Like blood.

Such as magma.

……

"Came back so early today?" Chu Qingxiao had just entered the courtyard gate, and Chu Zhaozhao, who was practicing sword moves with Ziyu in the courtyard, caught a glimpse of Chu Qingxiao at a glance.

She put her sword back into its sheath and hurried to meet it.

Ziyu, who was full of Chu Qingxiao's appearance, pouted and muttered, "Stupid woman." ”

But without the person who practiced it, Ziyu could only put away his sword stupidly.

And Chu Qingxiao looked at Chu Zhaozhao, who looked concerned, and squeezed out a smile on his face: "There are some things, I'll come back first." ”

"You continue to ......"

Chu Qingxiao said this, and walked quickly past Chu Zhaozhao to his house.

Chu Zhaozhao looked at Chu Qingxiao's departing back, his brows furrowed slightly.

Seeing this, Ziyu on the side came up at the right time, and teased: "The falling flowers are intentionally ruthless......

When Chu Zhaozhao heard this, his face turned red and glared at Ziyu with a little annoyance: "What nonsense!?" ”

"What's the nonsense? You see that he doesn't want to deal with you, he must have taken a fancy to another girl! Ziyu was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, so she continued to speak to Chu Zhaozhao.

"Qingxiao is not that kind of person!" Chu Zhaozhao said firmly.

Ziyu rolled her eyes and said, "Hmph, all men in the world are the same, see one and love the other, haven't you seen that moon, don't you often make eye contact with him?" ”

……

Chu Qingxiao returned to his room.

He closed the door and pulled out a sword from the wooden box in the room.

It was an ordinary sword.

Wooden hilt, wooden scabbard.

He gently pulled his sword out of its scabbard.

There are some mottled scratches on the sword, which seem to have been left by the enemy in the early years.

But the body of the sword was wiped clean, almost spotless, and it is conceivable that his master cherishes him very much.

This is the sword left by the lame man yesterday.

He entrusted it to Chu Qingxiao and others, and asked him to give the sword to his son.

He cherishes this thing so much, even if he encounters something, he should carry it with him, but yesterday he handed it over to Chu Qingxiao and others.

Probably, at that time, he had already foreseen his fate.

Thinking of this, Chu Qingxiao sighed, and an inexplicable sense of powerlessness piled up in his heart......

"What are you going to do?"

And at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded, from Chu Qingxiao's body.

Chu Qingxiao, who was immersed in his thoughts, was stunned when he heard this.

But soon reacted, it was Sanniang's voice.

He was overjoyed, and hurriedly asked, "Sister Sanniang, are you awake?" ”

Ever since she was at the foot of Taixuan Mountain and absorbed the souls of those who died in Luo Kuan's hands, Sanniang has been falling into a deep sleep.

At this moment, she suddenly spoke, obviously surviving the previous trouble.

As soon as Chu Qingxiao said this, a black qi gushed out from his body at this time, and in front of his eyes, it turned into a graceful figure.

The black wings behind her no longer existed, as if they had been retracted, and the black armor on her body was also included in her body, but she was wearing a black tight suit, revealing her delicate figure undoubtedly, and at the same time, a powerful and obscure aura was faintly diffused all over her body.

But at the same time, it was well restrained, if it weren't for Chu Qingxiao's special connection with him, it would be difficult to detect it at this moment.

Seeing that Sanniang was fine, Chu Qingxiao was also overjoyed, and got up and was about to walk up.

But I saw that Sanniang was looking forward with a solemn gaze, with hostility in her eyes.

"What the hell are you trying to do?"

Chu Qingxiao looked a little strangely in the direction that Sanniang was looking, but saw that it was empty, and nothing existed.

"Sister Sanniang, who are you talking to?" Chu Qingxiao saw that he was a little worried in his heart, and asked carefully.

When Sanniang heard this, she turned to look at Chu Qingxiao and said, "A wandering soul, from the beginning, followed the Venerable ......."

"Geists? How can I not see? Chu Qingxiao asked a little strangely.

Sanniang seemed to have heard something at this point, and then said: "Your Excellency, you are the lord of the Eternal Night Divine Seat, in charge of the souls of the dead, you only need to extract a little qi from the blood of the gods, and you can see it." ”

Chu Qingxiao was stunned for a moment, and then according to what Sanniang said, he sank his mind into the candle yin divine blood in his body, and with the thought in his heart, a meager wisp of qi gushed out of the divine blood, attached to his eyes.

He looked intently, and he could really see a translucent figure appear in front of him.

His face was pale and wet.

Chu Qingxiao was also stunned at that time, not because he was frightened by the dead soul in front of him, but because this wandering soul was Zhu Renzhao!

"Uncle Zhu......" Chu Qingxiao said in a low voice.

But Zhu Renzhao in front of him just looked up at Chu Qingxiao when he heard this, looked straight at him, and didn't speak.

"What's wrong with him?" Chu Qingxiao asked a little strangely.

Sanniang also frowned, looked at the spirit in front of her, and said after a while: "It seems that it is about to disperse, but it is only because of some obsessions that I have been following the honorable,"

"Follow me? Why? Chu Qingxiao said confusedly.

"I don't know, maybe it's because I feel the breath of eternal night on Venerable's body, or if there's just something on Venerable's body that he cares about......"

When Chu Qingxiao heard this, he seemed to think of something, he grabbed the sword that was placed on the table and handed it towards Zhu Renzhao's spirit.

The empty part of the wandering soul suddenly glowed with a certain brilliance, and his standing body moved at that time, and one hand slowly stretched out, about to touch the sword in Chu Qingxiao's hand.

"Your Excellency, be careful!" Sanniang on the side looked alert, but before she could make a move, Chu Qingxiao shook her head at her, so that she should not act in vain.

Seeing this, although Sanniang was worried, she didn't go against Chu Qingxiao's will after all, and stopped at this time, but her eyes were still nervously staring at Chu Qingxiao and Zhu Renzhao's wandering spirit.

"Uncle Zhu, are you trying to tell me to give this sword to your son? Don't worry, I'll pass it on to him. Chu Qingxiao said tentatively.

But Zhu Renzhao didn't pay attention to Chu Qingxiao's words, and just put his hand on the blade.

And at that moment, Chu Qingxiao's body suddenly trembled, and everything in front of him suddenly became blurred.

His mind also became turbulent, and he was in a trance for a moment.

And the next moment, when he came back to his senses.

He was already in the middle of a rainy night.

……

The torrential rain continued to wash over his body.

In time, he held a beige oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and it was difficult to block the wind and rain.

He was soaking wet, his clothes sticking to his skin, and he felt uncomfortable.

From time to time, there was a heart-piercing pain in his left foot.

He walked on a rainy night.

But it wasn't of his will, it was as if something was taking his place in his place.

Chu Qingxiao was stunned, he looked at the oil-paper umbrella above his head, looked at his lame left foot, and then looked at his coarse linen clothes.

He suddenly came to his senses.

Now, he is Zhu Renzhao.

In other words, for some reason that he could not explain, he entered Zhu Renzhao's memory, and came with him to the rainy night yesterday, and experienced everything he had experienced.

Chu Qingxiao, who understood this, the panic in his heart faded a lot.

He calmed down and adjusted to the discomfort brought by this body, and he could feel the feelings of the other party.

The rain became heavier and heavier, as if it was about to submerge the city in front of you.

Zhu Renzhao, who was lame, walked briskly on the street a little anxiously, his steps were hurried, as if he was afraid that if he slowed down a little, he would miss something extremely important.

The pain from the lame became more and more intense after a long walk, but he didn't seem to care.

His mouth was also panting, and it seemed as if he was about to collapse at any moment.

But he gritted his teeth and walked through the streets and alleys of the city.

Finally, he finally stopped in front of a majestic mansion.

At that time, Chu Qingxiao could feel that the trembling of Zhu Renzhao's body became more and more intense, and a certain strong fear spread and grew in his heart, endlessly, as if he wanted to drown this man.

But after a brief hesitation, he took a deep breath, then raised his head and looked at the majestic gate in front of him.

Through the dense rain curtain, Chu Qingxiao saw clearly that the plaque on the door of Nafu had three vigorous characters written on it - "Zhijian Hall".

And Zhu Renzhao also walked to the door of the Sword Hall at this time, knocked on the door of the mansion with all his strength, and said loudly towards the door at the same time.

"Shanshuigou Outer Sect disciple, Zhu Renzhao!"

"Ask to see Lu Haocun! Lord Lu! ”