Under the moonlight.

Under the siege of everyone, Xiao Jin gradually lost the enemy, jumped sideways on the tree, and circled with everyone.

Nangong Liang and Cai Song are on par, the grass and trees around the two of them are already a mess, the spear is constantly waving, and the two iron hands seem to have seen through it, constantly blocking it.

Nangong took a few steps on his back legs, holding the gun with both hands, the internal force urged, and the surrounding aura was condensed at the tip of the gun.

"Broken!"

In an instant, a white light flashed, and the Nangong measuring spear was already in front of Cai Song, Cai Song held a lunge with his right palm against his left palm, the internal force rotated in his palm, and the tip of the spear stopped a few centimeters in his palm.

The confrontation of the two internal forces made the surrounding aura turn.

With a loud bang, Nangong Liang's spear came out of his hand, and the person also flew out, and Cai Song also flew out upside down, and a mouthful of blood spurted out in the air.

"Whew~Whew~"

Cai Song gasped and stood up, his hands were shaking, slowly turning, and he was healing.

Nangong Liang stood up, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, pulled out the spear inserted in the ground, and saw that Xiao Jin couldn't parry, and regardless of his body, he rushed over.

Under the siege of everyone, Xiao Jin retreated step by step, and suddenly, Nangong Liang's spear had already burst in and swept through the crowd.

"Jin'er, let's go!"

Nangong measured a horizontal batch, and in an instant when everyone was hindered, he grabbed Xiao Jin and ran to the top of the mountain.

After a while, Cai Song's movements in his hands had stopped, and he chased after the remaining tiger guards.

Tiandou Mountain.

Mountaintop.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, Nangong Liang hugged Xiao Jin, his eyes were full of affection, and slowly, the two kissed together.

Suddenly, Nangong Liang knelt on the ground, spitting blood from his mouth, and the serious internal injuries had already made him stagger.

Xiao Jin didn't say much, hugged Nangong Liang tightly, tears blurred his eyes.

Seeing that Cai Song was already approaching the top of the mountain, Xiao Jin stood up and walked towards Cai Song with his sword.

Cai Song was running, his right hand had already been raised, the internal force was constantly urging, and his breath was spinning on the iron fist.

"Golden Lion Fist!"

Cai Song punched forward, and the strong internal force made the surrounding aura roar, and under the moonlight, it looked terrifying.

Xiao Jin was ready to die, blocking with his sword, his eyes closed.

Suddenly, Xiao Jin was pushed away, and Nangong Liang held the gun in both hands, exerting all the strength of his body and blocking it in front of him.

There was a loud bang.

Cai Song took a few steps back, Nangong Liang spear landed, his hands drooped, the blood in his mouth couldn't stop flowing, his hair had spread out, messy in the air, and then fell straight down.

"Brother Liang!!"

Xiao Jin's tears flowed down his face, mixed with the blood stains on his face, mixed together, and dripped to the ground.

Then, Xiao Jin trembled and walked to the edge of the cliff, the long sword was inserted into the ground casually, his body tilted, and he fell to the bottom of the cliff.

"No!"

Cai Song raised his right hand and roared angrily, but he couldn't stop it.

Nangong Liang raised his head, used his last strength, crawled on the ground, and slowly, he came to the edge of the cliff, stood up tremblingly, Cai Song looked at him and picked up the spear on the ground.

Nangong Liang smiled and wanted to jump off the cliff, but suddenly, the flying spear penetrated his abdomen, blood gushed out of his mouth, Nangong Liang's eyes were already blank, he was not breathing, he knelt on the edge of the cliff, the spear was pointed on the ground, Nangong Liang was holding his hands drooping, his neck was no longer supported, and he let his head be lowered.

"From now on, block the top of Tiandou Mountain, no one is allowed to step in, I want him to kneel here forever!"

Cai Song looked up at the golden full moon and silently recited: "That's it!." ”

The dust has settled, and a generation of gun kings, under the moonlight, has fallen.

His eyes were gray, his hair was messy in the wind, and blood was dripping from the corners of his mouth, but he was still smiling.

The eastern sky is white, and the sky is gradually brightening.

By the river, an old man dressed in white walked slowly.

The old man was by the river, stopped, and took down the hat with his left hand, and his head was only half a centimeter of short hair, which was already gray, and he was obviously a monk.

The old monk slowly raised his head, looked into the distance, and vaguely saw a fallen white horse, two children lying next to him, the old monk frowned slightly, sighed, and walked over: "Alas, I hope it's okay." ”

Chang'an City, Hengwang Mansion.

"Lord Qiqi, last night, I searched all over the mountains and fields, but I didn't see those two remnants."

"Is it difficult, will it go to heaven?" Cai Song was furious and frowned.

"Under the cliff, what about Xiao Jin's corpse?"

"Lord Wang, there is nothing under the cliff, eighty percent of them have fallen into the river and have been washed away."

"Forget it, you go down."

Zhou Shihao, the commander of the Tiger Guard, looked at Cai Song's face full of anger, and he didn't dare to stay longer, so he hurriedly retreated.

"Hahaha, you Tiger Guards, I'm afraid it's not all wine bags and rice bags, and the two children can't find it."

As soon as he went out, he was sneered at by Cai Tong, the commander of the Dragon Guard.

Looking at Cai Tong, who had been dealing with him in front of him, Zhou Shihao didn't bother to pay attention to him, took a look, and turned to leave.

Dragon and Tiger Guard, in charge of the guards, patrol and arrest, a total of 600 people, the selection is harsh, divided into six battalions, each battalion of ten teams, each team of ten people, set up a captain, a deputy captain, everyone has extraordinary combat power.

Here, the old monk took his two children to a mountain villa.

In the room, looking at the frightened two, the old monk put his hand on the foreheads of the two and said softly: "Sleep, children, when you wake up, you will forget everything." ”

The old monk looked at the two kindly, slowly got up, and exited the room, under the guidance of the owner of Ye Zhuang, he knew that the two children were the only children of Nangong Liang.

"Kids, are you alright?"

"Don't bother with the owner of the Ye Village, he has already slept."

"Boy, I'll take it to Beiliang Temple, it's inconvenient for the girl, so I'll bother the owner of Ye Zhuang."

"Where, where, I dare not be tired, Engong is as kind to me as a mountain, his child, I will take care of her, and I will never treat her badly."

"A hundred years ago, Nangong Yuan and my Beiliang Temple, the relationship is quite deep, and now, the Nangong family suffered this catastrophe, it is really unfortunate, Amitabha, good."

"Before the old man became a monk, his common surname was Feng, this boy, in the future, he will be called Feng Litian, girl... His name is Zhao Liuyun. ”

"Thank you, Master, that's so good."

After a while, the old monk left the sky with the wind in his arms, got into the carriage to the east, and went to Beizhong Mountain and Beiliang Temple.

"Master walk slowly."

Ye Qingshan looked at the carriage in the distance, and it was not until it disappeared at the end that he came back to his senses and returned to the village.

Three days later, Fengyuan City.

Feng Litian woke up in an inn, looked at the unfamiliar scene in front of him, and an old monk walked over next to him.

"You... Who are you? ”

"I am your master, Dharma name, Kong Xuan."

"So, what about me? Who am I? Where is this? ”

"You are the last apprentice of the master, you call the wind to leave the sky, and give you the name of the law for the teacher, the void spirit."

Feng Litian was thoughtful, but he didn't remember anything.

Half a month later, the two arrived at Beizhongshan, the gate of Beiliang Temple.

"Master, Master, Ancestor is back."

A young monk saw the two of them from afar and hurriedly ran over.

"Master, you are back, who is this kid next to you?"

As he spoke, the young monk took the things on Kong Xuan's body and carried them on his shoulders.

"Detong, this is your uncle."

"Huh? Master, what are you kidding? ”

Detong was shocked and looked at the wind with disdain.

"Shizu is not joking with you, he is your uncle, the law name is Void Spirit, hahahaha."

After Kong Xuan finished speaking, he walked into Beiliang Temple with a smile.

Detong looked at Feng Litian, who was not half as tall as himself, his face was full of helplessness, and he pouted: "Uncle Shi, come with me." ”

took the wind away from the sky and entered the Beiliang Temple, and after shaving, he was given a place to live.

Dawn the next day.

Feng Litian stood on the top of the mountain, looking into the distance, he didn't remember anything anymore, there was only a vague voice in his mind, he could hear a few words clearly, protect his sister and destroy Beiyan